Necessary Bonds: Red Foxes vs Black Wolves (Three female characters needed)

[Amarlo]

-taps chin.- I think I'll forego the slave thing. I'll brainstorm. Don't hold a spot for me though. I still owe a lot to my other rps and I need to catch up on posts after being away for a week. x3

[LeSane]

True very true though if you are still tempted to throw a sheet down do so Amarlo. I swear the hardest thing about group games is when you find something that's interesting, but your obligations to other games are there. I feel like we've all been there at one point or another.

[Juggtacular]

Making a Black Wolf for this.

[AidenWhite]

The name your 'Parent' gave you? Regulus, Helter D What is your callsign you have? Ares Are you a Red Fox or Black Wolf? Black Wolf How many years have you been alive? Twenty-four What are you proficient in? -Survival skills -Military strategy -Proficient in Hand-to-Hand -Proficient in using Spears What distinguishing features do you have? Various scars on his torso, tattoo of an ornate dagger on his left shoulder blade. He stands at 186 centimeters and his long jet-black hair is tied back. He wears an expressionless visage with blood-colored irises, burdened with the dark armor of the man who taught him. What do you act like around others? Regulus is a quiet young man, always watching his surroundings and taking good care to know who his allies and enemies were. He does what is asked of him without question just as he was raised to do. While proficient in military strategy, if he were to make a suggestion and it were not taken, he'd follow any plan that would be put in place. So much so, that even if he knew that the plan was bad and had a high risk of going poorly, he'd still behave and attempt to execute the plan. This latter situation earned him plenty of scars, each scar he uses as a lesson learned. What's your story and why did you join the Wolves? Regulus had a strict mentor, a man who forbade him to call him "Father." He was taught in unorthodox manners, such as the many times he was told to fend for himself for years since the moment he could walk. Surprise attacks and ambushes during his sleep came randomly, so that he wouldn't be able to pick up a pattern. Regulus was given a grueling regiment that he had to stick to no matter how injured he got during the random attacks. Stacked on top was his education, learning military strategy, reading biographies of important figures or books about science. While he was talented in combat and quickly became used to the random exercises, Regulus loved to read. Whenever he could sneak a novel during his reading sessions, he would, favoring the books about heroes who saved everyone with their actions. His mentor saw that he grew quickly and so assigned his primary weapon to be a spear, a weapon that would take full advantage of his long reach. It wasn't long after his twenty-first birthday that his mentor had passed, fallen in the line of duty. A bevy of emotions filled him; on one hand, his torturous training was over and he could live a normal life just as he wanted, but on the other, the only father figure he had ever had was killed in a clash with the foxes. A feeling of anger filled him, but was quickly calmed as he remembered the words of his mentor. The world was simple; eat or be eaten. While he had eaten his fill over and over, it finally was his turn to be eaten. In his will was a recommendation for him to join the Black Wolves and for Regulus to be in charge of his own life, leaving to him all of his possessions including his ceremonial black armor that he wore only for important battles. Without a guide in his life, he could only take the road that was shown to him and see what paths he would take for himself. Since then, he had been in the Black Wolves bouncing between squads, experimenting for himself what sort of person he was and where he would fit in the most. What are the things which interest you? Reading, games that rely on strategy or logic, sweets (Anything sexual is in my O/O's) What are the things that make you wince at? Senseless violence, insubordination, cowardice (Anything sexual is in my O/O's) The theme which plays in your head? Survivor

[LeSane]

Aiden's character sheet was accepted so congratulations.

Jugg if you're going to make a sheet that would mean we'd have to get one last female character.

[Juggtacular]

So would you rather I make it and we try to get a last female? Or leave off so you can have a guaranteed even number?

[LeSane]

So would you rather I make it and we try to get a last female? Or leave off so you can have a guaranteed even number?

I would like to have a full group on each side so please make a character I feel like everyone can wait a bit for the last slot to be filled.

[Juggtacular]

Cool. He was almost done.

[Juggtacular]

   

The name your 'Parent' gave you? Vash, Killran A. What is your callsign you have? Apex Are you a Red Fox or Black Wolf? Male How many years have you been alive? Eighteen What are you proficient in? Physical Superiority - Vash stands at 6'8, and weighs 250lbs. His large and powerful frame, as well as a lifetime of harsh training, have granted him a rare combination of size, speed, skill, and strength that allow him to physically overwhelm most opponents in a fight. Combat - The previously aforementioned training was primarily focused around combat, and as such Vash is highly skilled in multiple forms of unarmed, melee, and ranged combat. Combined with his physical prowess, he is a deadly opponent on the battlefield. Master Tactician - War is waged on two fronts. Mental and Physical. He was trained in both, and spent just as much time learning strategy, tactics, manipulation and the like so he would be as effective in a war room, as he is on the battlefield. Herbalist/Toxoligist - Vash has also studied nature to an astute degree. He knows which plants are edible, which are poisonous, which can be used for salves or ointments. He knows how to mix a concoction together that acts like a natural smokescreen, or which species of scorpion can have it's venom turned into a sedative, etc... Mother Nature is his closest companion. What distinguishing do you have? Vash is covered in ritualistic "Crocodile Scars" from his collar bone, down to his ankles. His eyes are a sharp, golden hue. He is also something of a giant, at 6'8, 250lbs. It's rather hard to mistake him for someone else. His teeth are filed to points, a tradition in his tribe. His Black Wolf brand is on the back of his left hand. What do you act like around others? Vash is like a coin. Heads...and Tails. His personality tends to switch, depending on who he's dealing with. It takes some getting used to, but once you do, you'll always know where you stand with him. If you're part of his team, or he considers you friend or family, Vash is rather lackadaisical. He's usually either playing a tune on some instrument or another, or in his room mixing up poultices; or if not that, then training for hours on end. He tends to not do "official" things unless pushed, but takes the hint after a bit of prodding, and does his job well thereafter. He's somewhat mysterious, as he keeps to himself a lot and doesn't talk about himself much, but he's a great listener and tends to give solid advice when he's in the mood. Oh, and there's pranks. He's always loved pranks and he likes to show other people his love of them...much to his teammates chagrin, but his amusement. On the other hand, there's his behavior toward unknowns or enemy combatants, or just Red Foxes in general. He's cautious, wary, and always with his guard up. He's seen and heard enough to know that anyone you're not sure of being an ally, is at the very best a potential ally, and almost every other option is they'll kill you if you don't kill them. He doesn't trust people until they've shown themselves to be trustworthy, and even then, he'll still keep his eyes on them. Against his enemies, he tends to show no mercy; brutalizing and wearing them down until death. However, he understands the value of enemy intelligence and hostages, so he shows leniency and care here and there for the better benefit of the Black Wolves. The female form is one of his favorite things though, so if he can end a battle quickly and without death, then he does. If not...it doesn't bother him too much. Vash seems to have a sort of battle lust, and is almost always excited by a good fight, whether it's with his comrades or an enemy force. As long as someone can get his blood flowing, he's happy. What's your story and why did you join the Foxes or Wolves? Deep within Black Wolves' territory, in the Southern Deserts and Jungles exists a tribe known as the "Ebon", or the "Dark Ones". They are far more at home in the wilderness than the militaristic cities of the Wolves. Also, men and women live as equals within the Ebon. Normally this wouldn't be allowed, but the Ebon provide some of the finest wares and animal pelts as well as medicine and minerals from the south. On top of that, they tend to produce some of the best fighters in the world. Their sheer value as a culture and people is too important for politics to stomp them out, so the Wolves proposed a treaty. Favorable trade routes and agreements, as well as the Ebon periodically sending fighters to join the Wolves, or the Foxes depending on if an agreement is reached for a female of the Ebon tribe to leave the territory. Vash was born the eldest son of the current Head of the Ebon, and from a young age everyone could tell he would be a force to be reckoned with in the future. Despite his heritage, he was treated no differently from the other young men. In fact, one could say his treatment was far worse, as he was expected to endure the most brutal treatment to prove himself worthy to lead the Ebon. On his sixteenth birthday, representatives from the Wolves came to watch the Tribal games, a gathering of all the Ebon tribes to see who held the best warriors, trackers, huntsmen and so forth. Vash impressed all who saw him and dominated the games for the glory of his family name, and to show his life had been spent for the sake of the Ebon. And he impressed so much, that despite being only sixteen, he was one of the first of the warriors selected to go to the Capital. As he was essentially royalty, his leaving granted his people some benefits they'd been lacking before, so he took it in stride and was proud to represent the Ebon in the Wolves army. That was two years ago. Since then, he has worked his way into an elite squad through accomplishments on the battlefield and smart tactical observations here and there, and despite being the youngest member by far, he has become their trump card and a valued weapon to be pointed at the enemy. What are the things which interest you? Fighting, Music, Cooking, Animals What are the things that make you wince at? Abusing Power, Bullying, Elitism, etc... The theme which plays in your head? Fatal - RZA

[Amarlo]

I think I'll try taking up that last slot. I'm baby sitting at the moment, but I'll try to get a profile out later tonight.

I couldn't help but notice there didn't seem to be a general premise arch. I'm guessing these two teams are going to be forced to work together or something like that?

[LeSane]

I think I'll try taking up that last slot. I'm babysitting at the moment, but I'll try to get a profile out later tonight.

I couldn't help but notice there didn't seem to be a general premise arch. I'm guessing these two teams are going to be forced to work together or something like that?

I didn't wanna spoil it too much but it's generally going to be a tug of war when it comes to the males and females. Both having a mission which would make their side more prosperous. Later on, there will be something that forces them to have to put down their differences and aid each other but it won't be until later.

[Amarlo]

Ugh, yeah... I don't think I can join. @_@ I am struggling to keep up with my current stuff as it is. It wouldn't be fair if I joined something else, especially when it could slow you guys down. Sorry again!

[Timeless]

Ugh, yeah... I don't think I can join. @_@ I am struggling to keep up with my current stuff as it is. It wouldn't be fair if I joined something else, especially when it could slow you guys down. Sorry again!

No problem! Thanks for your interest nonetheless, Amarlo~

Also, really glad to see very familiar faces! Can't wait to write with you all again, like really.

So right now, we just need one more female character and we can hit it off.

[WhatLiesAbove]

No problem! Thanks for your interest nonetheless, Amarlo~

Also, really glad to see very familiar faces! Can't wait to write with you all again, like really.

So right now, we just need one more female character and we can hit it off.

I volunteer as tribute!

[Timeless]

I volunteer as tribute!

Hoorah! Go ahead and make a character sheet. We look forward to seeing it!

[WhatLiesAbove]

Should I send the CS to anyone? Or just post it here?

[Juggtacular]

Not a GM, but everyone else, me included just posted their CS here.

[WhatLiesAbove]

Still working on my CS. I hit a bit of writers block. Gonna work on it tonight!

[WhatLiesAbove]

The name your 'Parent' gave you? Sierra, Strauss E. What is your callsign you have? S Are you a Red Fox or Black Wolf? Red Fox How many years have you been alive? 20 What are you proficient in? - Rapier -First Aid -Dancing -Sneak attacks What distinguishing marks do you have? Small scar going down across her left eye What do you act like around others? Sierra always tries to see the best in others. She is always the first one to greet new people, going so far as to offering whatever help might be needed. However once she is crossed, it is rare that she will ever be forgiving...and she never forgets those whom have  wronged her. What's your story and why did you join the Foxes or Wolves? Sierra has always been a part of the Foxes. Having been born in the Accordo Protectorate, she never knew her father. However, her mother was an avid member of the Foxes, sometimes being considered militant in nature. Wolves were people never to be trusted, and she tried her best to instill that into Sierra. While it left the black-haired beauty distrustful of men, it did not completely make her think that all Wolves were evil. After all...this was a new age, a new era. Things and people can always change over time. All the same, she grew up learning to fight, just as her mother desired. Sneaking around became her specialty, and killing silently her trademark. While she has never really had to use her skills to assassinate someone, there is no reason to believe that Sierra is unable to perform the task. After all, she has trained hard enough her entire life for that moment. What are the things which interest you? Loyalty, Working out, Cooking Sexual: Here What are the things that make you wince at? Betrayal, Seafood, Needless Brutality Sexual: See above The theme which plays in your head? Danger Zone

[Z Kami]

*Editing the history bit* The name your 'Parent' gave you? Ralia Kamo C. What is your callsign you have? Rally Are you a Red Fox or Black Wolf? Red Fox How many years have you been alive? Twenty-four years old What are you proficient in? (2 outside of combat and 2 combat-related) Combat Skills Hand to Hand combat. When it comes to hand to hand combat, Rally has a passion for it. Drunken brawls, more professional spars, friendly bouts. Since she was young she enjoyed the art of fighting. Though she spends a majority of her time making weapons for a living or brewing her own booze she isn't one to often pull a blade in a fight. Improvised weaponry. She works with weapons often. She makes them herself in a variety of shapes and sizes. That being said she doesn't use her own work often and when push comes to shove she has perfected the knack of improvising. She knows how to break a bottle just right and how to throw that chair. If she can get her hands on something to give her the edge in dire times she can and will. She's had practice. Non-combat Skills Metalworking/Weaponsmithing She started working around a forge from a young age. Making anything from belt buckles to jewelry before she started learning how to make her first daggers. She was an orphan in this new land of Foxes when she began, and she poured her time into the work. Her passion for the work never faded and now with her continued practice she would often supply weaponry to any of the foxes in need. Though in times of peace her tools have grown less critical of a resource. Good with a Gamble Growing up a free spirit and spending her later years in and out of bars she picked up on the art of gambling. Of course it's not luck. It's all about cheating and not getting caught. What distinguishing feature do you have? Faded scarring on the bottom right corner of her mouth. Scarring on her knuckles. Green eyes. What do you act like around others? Rally has a warm, boisterous personality. Truthfully she can be described as explosively expressive. All of her feelings bubble to the top and for some this can be off putting. She can be abrupt and coarse, putting value in cold cutting honesty other than beating around the bush. Regardless, she believes in building up those around her productively rather than to be consumed by personal flaws. She isn't one to shy away from confrontation but she holds a die hard loyalty for her peer Red Foxes. Her behavior around Black Wolves would be polar opposite in most situations. Regarding them as enemies even in times of peace. She dislikes them but remains as civil as she must during this period of time. What's your story and why did you join the Foxes or Wolves? Editing What are the things which interest you? Brawling, Drinking, Gambling, Cloud watching, Cooking, Forge Heat. What are the things that make you wince at? Bullies, Killjoys, Cowards. Sexual O/O's Pm for Questions. The theme which plays in your head? TBA

[LeSane]

So I think there needs to be a bit of transparency as to why I decided to switch it to five players on each side. This will also answer the overall premise of the game. I don't want people to sit here waiting without a clear reason. My purpose for it is that in the story my character will be 'kidnapped' by a third party and essentially be the antagonist along with one of the Female character. (I haven't decided as to which one and I'm deciding on who to ask.)

[Solistair]

Tag, looking to app as a male if thats still available.

[Solistair]

The name your 'Parent' gave you? Alastan, Mahat D What is your callsign you have? Tomahawk Are you a Red Fox or Black Wolf? Black Wolf How many years have you been alive? 25 What are you proficient in? -Parkour: He is a master of overcoming obstacles with athletic skill and acrobatic ability -Knife Handling: He wields an arsenal of combat knives and can use them with a high degree of proficiency -Medical Practitioner: A trained combat medic -Photographic Memory: His memory is very acute and has been honed by the Wolves for intelligence work What distinguishing do you have? - Standing 5'11", his build is lean yet very muscular with his muscles optimized for explosiveness -Black Wolves Brand -Eagle tattoo covering upper back, wings spread out when he flexes -Barely visible scarring across chest What do you act like around others? Rough in both accent and mannerisms, his behaviour is reflective of his background as someone from a family of low social status. He is a simple man in the eyes of those who know him, his favourite haunting ground being a pub and to no one's surprise, his favourite beverage being a cold glass of beer. What's your story and why did you join the Foxes or Wolves? Alastan grew up in the less friendly areas of the Citadel. Low pay and the threat of gang violence were just some of the issues faced by the poorer inhabitants of the industrial metropolis. However, he was one of the few exceptions to the rule. Boys exposed to this kind of life often become embroiled in the cycle, becoming one of the multitude of toiling industrial workers or a violent gang member. But the young Alastan knew he wanted more than the world he was born into. Fortunate enough to be backed by a supportive "father", Alastan did the work and kept out of trouble until he was of age to join the military. Spurred on by the desire to not return home a failure, he persevered in training. His body suffered, so competitive it was amongst the men but Alastan not only survived but grew from the experience. His mental capabilities would capture the attention of his seniors and as a result, he was put through specialised training to serve as an intelligence officer. Yet, his athleticism could not be ignored by the higher-ups. To compromise, Alastan was placed into elite teams of Wolves where all his talents could be put to good use. What are the things which interest you? Running, Drinking, Climbing trees What are the things that make you wince at? Unnecessary cruelty, Loud music, Cockroaches Consult O/O's for sexual preferences The theme which plays in your head? Mirror

[Timeless]

Character sheet looks good! Thanks for your interest and signing up! *thumbs-up* I should mention that I'm the Co-GM and will be helping LeSane with this group game.

[Solistair]

Sweet!