11-03-2009, 02:09 AM
Ugh, got tired of Uno, so let's try this guy out.
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Name: John Doe
Race: Human (Generic)
Age: 83 (but he looks 23)
Sex: Male
Starting Planet: Earth
Profession: Unemployed
Fighting Style: Changes from Aggressive, to Defensive, to Calculated, to Wild-Holy-Shit-Balls-Insane, depending on his mood.
Short Bio: Once upon a time, some dude was born, and he was a pussy. But then he grew a pair and starting being a straight up jackass to everyone. The End.
General Description:
![[Image: 4888.jpg]](http://cdn.myanimelist.net/images/characters/5/4888.jpg)
Doe wears shades because he likes them, and smokes for the hell of it. Of course he has black hair, and if you stood at 5’ 9”, you’d be eye level with his nonexistent eyes (cuz he wears shades, durr). He obviously likes to make himself look cool, so he wears (the shit out of) a black suit with a dark overcoat, until he finds something better. And to top it all off, he likes to dual wield some motherfucking pistols, so think twice about messing with this son-of-a-bitch.
Starting Abilities: Elemental Ki (Fire), Regeneration
Trait: Tenacious
Role-play Sample: “It was half-past midnight, and the full moon looked down the small town like many nights before. Except that it couldn’t really, because it was cloudy as fuck.
“Anyway, the town was doing what it usually does when it’s 12:30 AM, absolutely nothing. Lots of crickets were chirping and having sex and generally being annoying; then two birds flew in and caught those dickheads with their beaks, probably doing a summersault or two while smoking cigars. But there was someplace more important than the sleeping town. The bank! You know; the place with all the money and shit? Yeah, well, that’s where the action was at.
“Now we come to me! I was just chilling out on a bench, taking a damn nap, when I heard some shit blowing up outta nowhere. Well, being the good natured man I am, I went to check it out. Well, I found my way to the bank, and everything looked normal, except for all the men in black masks, and the large fucking hole in the side of the bank! Well, I came to the conclusion that these jackasses were up to no good, waking me up from my fucking nap! Also, they were stealing loot, but that’s not important.
“So, thinking fast, I strolled over there and asked them ‘what the fuck is all the noise for!?’ Well, they kindly replied by shooting me in the face. I can’t remember what kind of bullets they used, but I’ll tell ya that they pissed off the wrong guy!
“Well, you can be sure that I paid off those guys with a few bullets of my own. I pulled out by babies, and opened up on their asses. It was pretty funny; you should have seen their faces when I shot two of them in junk. Well, a long story short, I filled them all with enough lead to make a school’s worth of pencils. Then some douche in a blue suit came around and asked me what the hell was going on. I shot him in the eye. Then there was another blue guy, and he ran over to his white car and started shouting shit into his hand. That didn’t do him much good against my bullets.
“About three minutes later, a bunch of blue guys showed up in white cars, with sirens flashing and all that. Well, they told me to ‘Put my hands up!’ and to ‘drop my weapons!’ I thought that was pretty hypocritical, considering that they all had guns, and that it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t have them too. I was about to say something, but I got really tired and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was tied up in this chair and your ugly ass was staring at me asking what I did in the last 24 hours. So, we gonna play hopscotch or what?”
Doe was seated in a wooden chair with metal braces around his wrists and neck, and in front of him was a table. The table was piles with papers and reports of the incident that occurred a mere eight hours ago, resulting in seven deaths. The chair opposite of Doe was a bearded man with black hair, dressed in a brown suit that was accompanied by a badge that read “Detective Smith”. He seemed flustered from hearing the suspect’s account, mouth agape, until he finally rose from his seat and addressed the self-proclaimed killer in a stern, but slightly frightened, voice.
“If what you said was really true, then how are you still alive from multiple gunshot wounds? In fact, you don’t have a scratch on you!” Smith feel back in his chair, waiting for Doe to reply.
“Well,” Doe said, “that’s simple. I’m immortal!” He smirked.
“…What?”
“Watch!” Just then, Doe spontaneously combusted, setting himself and the chair he was trapped in on fire. He laughed at the flames grew stronger, quickly engulfing the table and every paper, then Detective Smith. In a matter of moments, the entire police headquarters was up in flames, and the scent of smoke filled the small town. The building was now a giant ball of fire, and everyone inside it was dead. A silhouette emerged from the flames. “Don’t get up, I’ll let myself out.”
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Name: John Doe
Race: Human (Generic)
Age: 83 (but he looks 23)
Sex: Male
Starting Planet: Earth
Profession: Unemployed
Fighting Style: Changes from Aggressive, to Defensive, to Calculated, to Wild-Holy-Shit-Balls-Insane, depending on his mood.
Short Bio: Once upon a time, some dude was born, and he was a pussy. But then he grew a pair and starting being a straight up jackass to everyone. The End.
General Description:
Doe wears shades because he likes them, and smokes for the hell of it. Of course he has black hair, and if you stood at 5’ 9”, you’d be eye level with his nonexistent eyes (cuz he wears shades, durr). He obviously likes to make himself look cool, so he wears (the shit out of) a black suit with a dark overcoat, until he finds something better. And to top it all off, he likes to dual wield some motherfucking pistols, so think twice about messing with this son-of-a-bitch.
Starting Abilities: Elemental Ki (Fire), Regeneration
Trait: Tenacious
Role-play Sample: “It was half-past midnight, and the full moon looked down the small town like many nights before. Except that it couldn’t really, because it was cloudy as fuck.
“Anyway, the town was doing what it usually does when it’s 12:30 AM, absolutely nothing. Lots of crickets were chirping and having sex and generally being annoying; then two birds flew in and caught those dickheads with their beaks, probably doing a summersault or two while smoking cigars. But there was someplace more important than the sleeping town. The bank! You know; the place with all the money and shit? Yeah, well, that’s where the action was at.
“Now we come to me! I was just chilling out on a bench, taking a damn nap, when I heard some shit blowing up outta nowhere. Well, being the good natured man I am, I went to check it out. Well, I found my way to the bank, and everything looked normal, except for all the men in black masks, and the large fucking hole in the side of the bank! Well, I came to the conclusion that these jackasses were up to no good, waking me up from my fucking nap! Also, they were stealing loot, but that’s not important.
“So, thinking fast, I strolled over there and asked them ‘what the fuck is all the noise for!?’ Well, they kindly replied by shooting me in the face. I can’t remember what kind of bullets they used, but I’ll tell ya that they pissed off the wrong guy!
“Well, you can be sure that I paid off those guys with a few bullets of my own. I pulled out by babies, and opened up on their asses. It was pretty funny; you should have seen their faces when I shot two of them in junk. Well, a long story short, I filled them all with enough lead to make a school’s worth of pencils. Then some douche in a blue suit came around and asked me what the hell was going on. I shot him in the eye. Then there was another blue guy, and he ran over to his white car and started shouting shit into his hand. That didn’t do him much good against my bullets.
“About three minutes later, a bunch of blue guys showed up in white cars, with sirens flashing and all that. Well, they told me to ‘Put my hands up!’ and to ‘drop my weapons!’ I thought that was pretty hypocritical, considering that they all had guns, and that it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t have them too. I was about to say something, but I got really tired and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was tied up in this chair and your ugly ass was staring at me asking what I did in the last 24 hours. So, we gonna play hopscotch or what?”
Doe was seated in a wooden chair with metal braces around his wrists and neck, and in front of him was a table. The table was piles with papers and reports of the incident that occurred a mere eight hours ago, resulting in seven deaths. The chair opposite of Doe was a bearded man with black hair, dressed in a brown suit that was accompanied by a badge that read “Detective Smith”. He seemed flustered from hearing the suspect’s account, mouth agape, until he finally rose from his seat and addressed the self-proclaimed killer in a stern, but slightly frightened, voice.
“If what you said was really true, then how are you still alive from multiple gunshot wounds? In fact, you don’t have a scratch on you!” Smith feel back in his chair, waiting for Doe to reply.
“Well,” Doe said, “that’s simple. I’m immortal!” He smirked.
“…What?”
“Watch!” Just then, Doe spontaneously combusted, setting himself and the chair he was trapped in on fire. He laughed at the flames grew stronger, quickly engulfing the table and every paper, then Detective Smith. In a matter of moments, the entire police headquarters was up in flames, and the scent of smoke filled the small town. The building was now a giant ball of fire, and everyone inside it was dead. A silhouette emerged from the flames. “Don’t get up, I’ll let myself out.”
![[Image: jd-1.jpg]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/waffuru/jd-1.jpg)
"I would happily blow 20 guys in an alley with bleedy dicks so I could
get AIDS then fuck a deer and kill it with my AIDS." - Louis C.K.
thanks waff
Kaden Wrote:I wish being ten John Does made me feel better than it actually does.
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