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Royal Rumbler's Island (Fantasy Action RP)

Charrburn

Resolute Dreamwalker
The loud breathing went silent. Out stepped was a dry, sand-colored skinned, humanoid with ragged clothes. It advances towards you in a hostile fashion.
I stand there stunned for a few second try g to figure out what happening "Uuh.. hello?" I figure out that thing probably isnt friendly and begin to take a few steps back. "G... go away from me" I say while fin sing the knife I got earlier.
 

Aurorans Solis

cum sol surrexit auroratque dies incepit
I do apologise for asking to join so late, but would it be okay if I did? Here is my character form in the case that it is.

Name: Lysander
Age and height: 17, 6'2"
Lifeform: anthro ferret (digitigrade)
Special abilities: nothing special, but he's smarter than the average bea- erm, ferret, and his analytical skills are above par.
How you ended up on the island: he's not quite sure, but he remembers something about weapons testing and being out at sea.
Background: A student from many years in the future in his last years of education before heading off to university with a passion for engineering and long range weapons of all sorts. With lacking social skills, Lysander made few friends, but the friends he made he had strong, lasting relationships with. Additionally, while he does his best to be completely honest, he will lie without hesitation if he believes he can get himself out of a sticky situation by doing so. He doesn't mind and actually somewhat enjoys being alone, though he would prefer to accompany or be accompanied by someone else.
Weapons: A rifle (similar to light rifles in HALO) for mid- to long-range engagement with three clips of 15 rounds each, all rechargeable. The rifle clips are charged by a small solar array he keeps in his backpack. Lysander also has a small combat knife (that he has basically no idea how to use - it's there more to be reassuring than anything else).
Weaknesses and fears: he is, well, lacking in the muscle department. While he might be quick and nimble, he is not able to carry much more than what he has on his person, and even that is a bit burdensome. Additionally, in combat a lot of his strategy relies on reacting rather than attempting to predict what his opponent(s) will do and strike preemptively. Among other fears, the stoundouts are a fear of violent confrontation up close and personal, and being hemmed in, whether by other people or by his surroundings (geological formations, plantlife, etc.).
Karma: neutral.
 

Corrupt-Canine

Active Member
(Sorry for the long silence, again. School and outside stuff got in the way again. Are we ready to continue?)
 

Corrupt-Canine

Active Member
(ok then, i can work with that)

on the east side of the island, a decent distance between herself and any other survivalists on the island, wamu was currently on a beach, right beside the water, taking calm, but somewhat shaky breaths from the near death experiences she had with some sharks and other weird sea life near the island"w-w-w-where am i?" the girl stuttered to herself as she stood up and began searching the shore for anything usual, however all she found was a broken spear to a spear gun, and a broken net, making her sigh as she took them anyway, just incase. after all she was a navi commander before she became a high school student
Around the beach, there is a bunch of debris with no intact ships in sight. Though, some crates and large shipping containers rest on the sand. But in the water, something is going to emerge.
 

Corrupt-Canine

Active Member
I stand there stunned for a few second try g to figure out what happening "Uuh.. hello?" I figure out that thing probably isnt friendly and begin to take a few steps back. "G... go away from me" I say while fin sing the knife I got earlier.
It begins to sprint at you, clumsily and wheezing loudly. Now is probably a time to defend against it.
 

Corrupt-Canine

Active Member
I do apologise for asking to join so late, but would it be okay if I did? Here is my character form in the case that it is.

Name: Lysander
Age and height: 17, 6'2"
Lifeform: anthro ferret (digitigrade)
Special abilities: nothing special, but he's smarter than the average bea- erm, ferret, and his analytical skills are above par.
How you ended up on the island: he's not quite sure, but he remembers something about weapons testing and being out at sea.
Background: A student from many years in the future in his last years of education before heading off to university with a passion for engineering and long range weapons of all sorts. With lacking social skills, Lysander made few friends, but the friends he made he had strong, lasting relationships with. Additionally, while he does his best to be completely honest, he will lie without hesitation if he believes he can get himself out of a sticky situation by doing so. He doesn't mind and actually somewhat enjoys being alone, though he would prefer to accompany or be accompanied by someone else.
Weapons: A rifle (similar to light rifles in HALO) for mid- to long-range engagement with three clips of 15 rounds each, all rechargeable. The rifle clips are charged by a small solar array he keeps in his backpack. Lysander also has a small combat knife (that he has basically no idea how to use - it's there more to be reassuring than anything else).
Weaknesses and fears: he is, well, lacking in the muscle department. While he might be quick and nimble, he is not able to carry much more than what he has on his person, and even that is a bit burdensome. Additionally, in combat a lot of his strategy relies on reacting rather than attempting to predict what his opponent(s) will do and strike preemptively. Among other fears, the stoundouts are a fear of violent confrontation up close and personal, and being hemmed in, whether by other people or by his surroundings (geological formations, plantlife, etc.).
Karma: neutral.
(This will do. So you plan starting off somewhere? Beaches, extreme mountain hills, maybe even underground, those are just suggestions.)
 

Corrupt-Canine

Active Member
"This is your last warning!" I say while seeing it getting closer. "O.. okay fine!" I go towards the thing while holding my knife. I use all my power to try and push it down and stab it.
It flinches, but swats at you.
 

Aurorans Solis

cum sol surrexit auroratque dies incepit
(Teleportation of a sort. About 99.99% accidental. Lysander will have no idea why he's there.)
 

Xing Tian

Active Member
Around the beach, there is a bunch of debris with no intact ships in sight. Though, some crates and large shipping containers rest on the sand. But in the water, something is going to emerge.
Wamu walked shyly around the beach, poking at anything that seemed usable, there wasn't much, more scrap metal she could use to throw and some large fishing net cables which she guessed could be useful so she took 3 more rusty spear like metal scraps and some fishing net cables which left her with one tentacle empty, she sighed "g-g-good thing I-I can e-e-easily go fishing..." the girl mumbled to herself since she didn't have to worry much about water since she was perfectly fine with sea water
 
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