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Postby Cricket » Fri Dec 20, 2002 8:40 am

Just so you know- I will be out of town until late Sunday night so will not be able to post. You can drag me along with you if you need to continue- I'll post when I get back!
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Postby Tarnfire » Mon Jan 06, 2003 8:30 am

I'm back, and I hope that I can still join.

Name: Tybalt

Occupation: Mercenary (in "The Black Dragons")

Race: Gene-altered human with cybernetic implants

Age: 37

Appearence: 6'7" 350lb. Dark brown, shoulderlenght, hair. Eyes: They are lenses. See special abilities. Sharp metallic teeths. Clothes: Black T-Shirt, worn brown leather jacket, green army pants, black knee-high boots. Thick, black leather belt. Usually wears mirror sunglasses, because of the look of his eyes. His face is the only place where he have no scars from implants or wounds (not becouse he never had any, but because he have removed them with plastic surgery)

Equipment: Special made Katana with a machinegun between the blade and the hilt. Lot of 30 shots mags. 5 throwing knives. A few grenades in his belt.

Special abilities:
Training martial arts.
Superhuman reflexes.
His eyes are replaced with high-tech cybernetic ones that gives him: zoom, darkvision and heat vision. They can be conected to a computer (wire-less, of course) and used as video cameras. He can also get images/movies sent to him.
Muscle implants. (Mostly arms and legs)
Steel claws hidden under his nails.
His heart and lungs has been replaced to increase his capacity.
Several of the bones in his skeleton (legs, arms, ribs, skull) is suported by metal, thus being almost unbreakable. His spine has been almost completely replaced since being seriously damaged.

Weaknesses: Not all of his implants are working pefectly. In fact, his eyes and his bones are the only things he never had any troubles with. Sometimes starts shaking when he's not mowing.

Personality: He is very protective of female psionics (especially if they are young) since they reminds him of his daughter. He would be willing to sacrifce his own life to save one. But that is almost his only non-selfish feeling. He's a "body builder"; he spends almost all of the money he earns on repairs and improvements. He tends to expect more from himself than he is able to live up to. Not the most social of guys, but he's not unsocial eighter.

Past: Once, before he took the name Tybalt, he was a important person in the Coalition. He was married and had a daughter, Keena. Then it became obvious that his daughter was a psionic and a group of five soldiers was sent to their house to take her away. He did not know what to do, and just stood watching while his wife begged them not to. Keena panicked and lashed out with her pyrokinetics(sp). She killed two soldiers and then she and her mother was shot down by the soldiers. This snapped Tybalt out of his inactivity and he launced himself at the soldiers. He was the only one in the house that night that lived to see the sun again.
He left the Coalition States. For six years he travelled thought the world, doing a lot of minor "jobs" for the Mafia, to earn money for his "imrovements". When he finaly decided that he was deadly enough he returned home and killed the man who had ordered his daughter to be taken away from him.
Again he left "the States" and met Venom (he refuses to call him anything else than "Art", or sometimes "Boss") a few months later. He joined the Black Dragons and has been there since, except a few times when he have been away on minor jobs for the Mafia, where he still has some contacts, or for surgery.

I'l have to go and read the RP thread now, to see how I can get into the story. Seems like there's been some inactivity?

Edited: The reason that I wasn't with you from the beginning is that I was recovering from my latest implants. (I had the bones in my hands improved, so they don't break the next time I try to use my claws to climb.) Please tell me if this is OK. And maybee send me a message telling me where you are so I can join you. :)
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ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul

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one ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them
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