Post by wreave on Aug 28, 2011 2:56:29 GMT -5
Cbox Name: Kitsuneflare88
Nicknames: Kit, Shoal,
Main Account: Naradan
Who else do you play?: Charlie/Jericho, Alucard, Kazumi, Naradan
How did you find us?: Been here a while now!
Category: Original
Name: Wreave Drau
Alias: None
Age: 300
Ranking: Neutral
Physical Appearance:
images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100322235545/masseffect/images/thumb/5/5e/Kroganconcept.png/284px-Kroganconcept.png
Wreave stands well over seven feet tall, he usually is seen in piece meal bits of armor he has scrounged together and been able to make use of himself. He is very reptilian like, with a touch of a herbivore in terms of physical traits. Krogan have the unique ability of having 240 degrees peripheral vision because there eyes are on the side of their skull rather than in the middle like humans or predators. He has a tough tortoise like hide, and a heavy skull plate on his head. He weighs roughly 1 ton fully garbed in his piecemeal armor.
Personality:
Selfish- a cultural thing in his own biology. He is almost always looking out for himself, and will often do more as a matter of course and culture. Most Krogan are more likely to leave their home and go looking for fights than stay put.
Blunt- a part of his own genetics, he tells things how they are and if your don’t like it tough.
Unsympathetic- he has no sympathy for weakness or stupidity.
Angry- He hates being stuck on this miserable mud ball and has a less than savory attitude towards humans.
Guarded- Cultrually his kind don’t really trust outsiders, the closest thing they have to trust is being paid. They have a tendency to not take betrayal or other things that would bother other races personally.
Powers/Abilities:
Combat skills- As a part of who he is his people have always had a talent for combat from anything from guns to swords.
Survival- He is able to survive an any environment Hot, cold, radioactive, His body was built for survival.
Hard to kill- Krogan are hard to kill in general because of their biological make up and anatomy.
Tough skin- His tortoise like skin makes it hard for him to be cut, bruised, ect.
Back up organs- Krogan have many back up organs making them extremely hard to kill poison ect. Some parts of their body have up to three back up systems. For example he has 2 hearts, 4 lungs, 2 nervous systems. This gives him his sheer toughness allowing his kind to live for centuries.
Storage hump- Much like a camels hump this part of their body grows to store nutrients, and liquids allowing them to go days without eating or drinking in the harshest environments.
Strong digestive system- He is able to consume food or drink that would be toxic if not fatal to most any other species besides himself.
Large sight range- his eyes are placed more like earths herbivores on the side of his head giving him 240 degrees of peripheral vision.
Claws-He’s got large curved claws on his hands that are good for hand to hand combat.
Strong Head- He has a large leathery like skull plate on the top of his head, this plate grows over time and forms into a single solid head piece from a combination of many different scales fusing together after maturity.
Incredible strength- Krogan and notoriously strong, able to lift large heavy metal sheets that weigh at least 1 ton maybe more.
Cellular regeneration- Krogan can take huge amounts of punishment and walk away, their body can regenerate itself over a relatively short period of time.
Incredibly long life span- Krogran live generally short lives because of the way their society is set up. However it is not unheard of for a krogan to live 1000+ years, in the right circumstances and be perfectly healthy.
Equipment:
Peicemeal armor – these are bits of armor that he has made himself to fit his unique physiology. It is hand made and not the most impressive bit of armor but it serves its function and that’s all he really needs.
Sheild-A shield he’s constructed to be able to withstand most bullets and it is collapsible and is stored on his let arm gauntlet. This shield is quite heavy as a result of its construction
Sword-he has a large sword that to most humans would be a bastard sword on his person. Its again not the greatest weapon out there but it serves its function. He’s designed this to hide within his shield as a collapsible weapon.
Guns- shotgun, and a rifle. Again its not the greatest stuff but it serves functionality and that’s really all that matters to him.
Omni tool/blade- An omni tool is a multi functional battlefield aid. It is in the form of an orange hologram attached to the users arm. This tool is useful for many functions such as hacking, fabrication for items like ceramics or plastics, flash light, scanning equipment, and a switchblade knife when needed.
Mass driver pistol-it functions but only has one thermal clip left.
Psychological Flaws:
Greed-Again he looks out for Number one, complete self interest in his own survival.
Temper-He has a short temper at times, and there are times when his blood gets boiling to the point he goes completely beserk.
Territorial nature- Krogan in general don’t get along well in enclosed spaces, they prefer to be left to their own devices, and away from most people.
Control- krogan come from highly traditional clans and must always maintain a level of self control over their emotions, and their own strength.
Physical Flaws:
Fire- can halt cellular regeneration if exposed to the skin directly, for a brief amount of time.
Serious trauma- He may have cellular regeneration, thick skin, and back up systems. But cause enough damage and he will go down eventually.
Bullets- Bullets will still hurt and possibly kill him or at least bring him down. However they have to be large caliber to do significant damage to him.
Other Flaws:
Obvious- His appearance makes him stand out very easily.
Brief History:
Wreave has had a colorful lifestyle to say the least among the galactic community, He’s been a mercenary, bouncer, a hired goon. Just about anything in the universe that’s possible he’s most likely been apart of it.
He’s lived an adventurous lifestyle like most male krogan, he’s wandered the stars after his people were injected with a sterility plague that made 1 in a thousand pregnancies viable. He couldn’t stand remaining on his homeworld, so he left to seek his fortunes among the stars.
On his most recent assignment his group of pirates had raided a transport, it had been heavily damaged, it had appeared just outside of earth long enough to fall into the moon’s gravity well. He had just managed to grab an escape shuttle and be blasted to earth, none of his fellow mercs survived long enough to get off the exploding ship to find out what happened.
And now he’s stuck here with nowhere else to go……
Reason for being on AM: I’m stuck here you annoying piece of junk.
Sample RP:
Wreave sighed he was a stranger in a strange place, he’d managed over the last few weeks to live in a junkyard off the grid. His escape pod destroyed probably salvaged by those wretched soft skins. At least they hadn’t salvaged him, sure he’d lost his mass driver shotgun and assault rifle. What use were they going to be anyways, the thermal clips would over heat and the weapons would be useless anyways.
He sat at a make shift forge beating out pieces of metal and scrap, he’d learned how to melt metals and make stuff on his homeworld. This wouldn’t be any different what would be different is the materials, he sat hunched over his project pounding and beating it into place. “Misserable mudball.” He grumbled beating out the metal.
“Cheap weapons….What a rotten day.” He growled pounding the hammer hard into the metal as if was nothing more than a toy in his clawed hands. He ignored the heat and slag coming off of the hot metal. It was comforting and like most of his kind nothing that they hadn’t already endured, already.
As he pounded out the metal he thought and gave honor to some of his people’s greatest battlemasters. He grinned to himself as he worked the metal bending it to his will, he would eventually have to find somewhere else and he would have to avoid the smooth skins at least for a while.
Theme Songs:
Nicknames: Kit, Shoal,
Main Account: Naradan
Who else do you play?: Charlie/Jericho, Alucard, Kazumi, Naradan
How did you find us?: Been here a while now!
Category: Original
Name: Wreave Drau
Alias: None
Age: 300
Ranking: Neutral
Physical Appearance:
images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100322235545/masseffect/images/thumb/5/5e/Kroganconcept.png/284px-Kroganconcept.png
Wreave stands well over seven feet tall, he usually is seen in piece meal bits of armor he has scrounged together and been able to make use of himself. He is very reptilian like, with a touch of a herbivore in terms of physical traits. Krogan have the unique ability of having 240 degrees peripheral vision because there eyes are on the side of their skull rather than in the middle like humans or predators. He has a tough tortoise like hide, and a heavy skull plate on his head. He weighs roughly 1 ton fully garbed in his piecemeal armor.
Personality:
Selfish- a cultural thing in his own biology. He is almost always looking out for himself, and will often do more as a matter of course and culture. Most Krogan are more likely to leave their home and go looking for fights than stay put.
Blunt- a part of his own genetics, he tells things how they are and if your don’t like it tough.
Unsympathetic- he has no sympathy for weakness or stupidity.
Angry- He hates being stuck on this miserable mud ball and has a less than savory attitude towards humans.
Guarded- Cultrually his kind don’t really trust outsiders, the closest thing they have to trust is being paid. They have a tendency to not take betrayal or other things that would bother other races personally.
Powers/Abilities:
Combat skills- As a part of who he is his people have always had a talent for combat from anything from guns to swords.
Survival- He is able to survive an any environment Hot, cold, radioactive, His body was built for survival.
Hard to kill- Krogan are hard to kill in general because of their biological make up and anatomy.
Tough skin- His tortoise like skin makes it hard for him to be cut, bruised, ect.
Back up organs- Krogan have many back up organs making them extremely hard to kill poison ect. Some parts of their body have up to three back up systems. For example he has 2 hearts, 4 lungs, 2 nervous systems. This gives him his sheer toughness allowing his kind to live for centuries.
Storage hump- Much like a camels hump this part of their body grows to store nutrients, and liquids allowing them to go days without eating or drinking in the harshest environments.
Strong digestive system- He is able to consume food or drink that would be toxic if not fatal to most any other species besides himself.
Large sight range- his eyes are placed more like earths herbivores on the side of his head giving him 240 degrees of peripheral vision.
Claws-He’s got large curved claws on his hands that are good for hand to hand combat.
Strong Head- He has a large leathery like skull plate on the top of his head, this plate grows over time and forms into a single solid head piece from a combination of many different scales fusing together after maturity.
Incredible strength- Krogan and notoriously strong, able to lift large heavy metal sheets that weigh at least 1 ton maybe more.
Cellular regeneration- Krogan can take huge amounts of punishment and walk away, their body can regenerate itself over a relatively short period of time.
Incredibly long life span- Krogran live generally short lives because of the way their society is set up. However it is not unheard of for a krogan to live 1000+ years, in the right circumstances and be perfectly healthy.
Equipment:
Peicemeal armor – these are bits of armor that he has made himself to fit his unique physiology. It is hand made and not the most impressive bit of armor but it serves its function and that’s all he really needs.
Sheild-A shield he’s constructed to be able to withstand most bullets and it is collapsible and is stored on his let arm gauntlet. This shield is quite heavy as a result of its construction
Sword-he has a large sword that to most humans would be a bastard sword on his person. Its again not the greatest weapon out there but it serves its function. He’s designed this to hide within his shield as a collapsible weapon.
Guns- shotgun, and a rifle. Again its not the greatest stuff but it serves functionality and that’s really all that matters to him.
Omni tool/blade- An omni tool is a multi functional battlefield aid. It is in the form of an orange hologram attached to the users arm. This tool is useful for many functions such as hacking, fabrication for items like ceramics or plastics, flash light, scanning equipment, and a switchblade knife when needed.
Mass driver pistol-it functions but only has one thermal clip left.
Weaknesses
Psychological Flaws:
Greed-Again he looks out for Number one, complete self interest in his own survival.
Temper-He has a short temper at times, and there are times when his blood gets boiling to the point he goes completely beserk.
Territorial nature- Krogan in general don’t get along well in enclosed spaces, they prefer to be left to their own devices, and away from most people.
Control- krogan come from highly traditional clans and must always maintain a level of self control over their emotions, and their own strength.
Physical Flaws:
Fire- can halt cellular regeneration if exposed to the skin directly, for a brief amount of time.
Serious trauma- He may have cellular regeneration, thick skin, and back up systems. But cause enough damage and he will go down eventually.
Bullets- Bullets will still hurt and possibly kill him or at least bring him down. However they have to be large caliber to do significant damage to him.
Other Flaws:
Obvious- His appearance makes him stand out very easily.
Brief History:
Wreave has had a colorful lifestyle to say the least among the galactic community, He’s been a mercenary, bouncer, a hired goon. Just about anything in the universe that’s possible he’s most likely been apart of it.
He’s lived an adventurous lifestyle like most male krogan, he’s wandered the stars after his people were injected with a sterility plague that made 1 in a thousand pregnancies viable. He couldn’t stand remaining on his homeworld, so he left to seek his fortunes among the stars.
On his most recent assignment his group of pirates had raided a transport, it had been heavily damaged, it had appeared just outside of earth long enough to fall into the moon’s gravity well. He had just managed to grab an escape shuttle and be blasted to earth, none of his fellow mercs survived long enough to get off the exploding ship to find out what happened.
And now he’s stuck here with nowhere else to go……
Reason for being on AM: I’m stuck here you annoying piece of junk.
Sample RP:
Wreave sighed he was a stranger in a strange place, he’d managed over the last few weeks to live in a junkyard off the grid. His escape pod destroyed probably salvaged by those wretched soft skins. At least they hadn’t salvaged him, sure he’d lost his mass driver shotgun and assault rifle. What use were they going to be anyways, the thermal clips would over heat and the weapons would be useless anyways.
He sat at a make shift forge beating out pieces of metal and scrap, he’d learned how to melt metals and make stuff on his homeworld. This wouldn’t be any different what would be different is the materials, he sat hunched over his project pounding and beating it into place. “Misserable mudball.” He grumbled beating out the metal.
“Cheap weapons….What a rotten day.” He growled pounding the hammer hard into the metal as if was nothing more than a toy in his clawed hands. He ignored the heat and slag coming off of the hot metal. It was comforting and like most of his kind nothing that they hadn’t already endured, already.
As he pounded out the metal he thought and gave honor to some of his people’s greatest battlemasters. He grinned to himself as he worked the metal bending it to his will, he would eventually have to find somewhere else and he would have to avoid the smooth skins at least for a while.
Theme Songs:
