Yay! :D Then if I did everything right... Welcome to the club!
At 4/27/04 09:47 PM, Slayer_The_Mercenary wrote:At 4/27/04 09:38 PM, CHEESEGOD wrote: Don't sweat it, i'll put two swords on your character, what kind of swords? I'm guessing longswords, the most common type of sword.I don't think gladiators use longswords( if my history is correct). I'll go with two bastard swords if thats fine. I know the range is a little shorter but the blades are a stronger. I would choose claymore but that is a two-handed blade and it is too heavy to weild as a one-handed blade. (I would know this from experence)
Gladiators used all kinds of weapons, but most often used the Gladius, a short sword from which the term "gladiator" was derived.
At 4/29/04 01:05 AM, Aasha wrote: Grr ::Writes a message::"Cheesegod you haven't been on nearly all day. :/ I'll have to clone you next time you're close... just..use his and return it when done." ::Leaves the message on the door with a empty blood vial and needle.::
My cousin was over, that's why I wasn't on.
Nice to see you Violater, Random, I didn't write your character up yet because as strange as it may seem, I also have a life. Violater there is more things you need to complete, like a valid e-mail (I have that), and a reason you want to join the club (i'm not sure why we have this rule). You also must post 10 times in 2 weeks or something like that.
At 4/28/04 05:57 PM, Aasha wrote: Hey...since Risu's certain predictament makes her a one of a kind.....she could be her own race...and maybe just follow the rules for half elves...since she's naturalistic like elves, and half human because of the potion. ::Sti~ll tryin':: ^______^;
Fine, i'll make up a new race! You sure are persitent.
At 4/29/04 01:38 AM, Aasha wrote:At 4/29/04 01:20 AM, CHEESEGOD wrote:I'm happy and stuff but um.. are you annoyed? I sorta read it like you sound annoyed :/
Fine, i'll make up a new race! You sure are persitent.
Didn't you see the happy face? I'm not annoyed, silly Aasha.
Name:Telik
Class:Hacker
Race:Human
Alignment:Lawful Good
Deity:None
Level:1
Size:Medium
Age:20
Gender:Male
Height:5'8"
Weight:150 lb.
Eyes:Deep blue eyes.
Hair:Spiky red hair.
Skin:Tanned.
Clothes:A red brown (tan) overcoat hanging to the feet. Weapon concealed within. A thin broad rimmed hat coloured red. Light black shoes that hide carefully in the dark black pants. A white long sleeved shirt under.
Other:None.
STRENGTH-12 +1
DEXTERITY-14 +2
CONSTITUTION-14 +2
INTELLIGENCE-18 +4
WISDOM-12 +1
CHARISMA-10 +0
FORTITUDE-+2
REFLEX-+2
WILL-+3
HP-8
AC-13
SPEED:30 ft.
INITIATIVE:+2
BASE ATTACK BONUS:0
MELEE:+1
RANGED:+2
WEAPON:.22 Short Automatic
TOTAL ATTACK BONUS:+2
DAMAGE:2-8
CRITICAL:*2
RANGE:15 ft.
WEIGHT:1 lb.
TYPE:Piercing
SIZE:Small
AMMO:6
WEAPON:
TOTAL ATTACK BONUS:
DAMAGE:
CRITICAL:
RANGE:
WEIGHT:
TYPE:
SIZE:
ARMOR:Leather jacket
TYPE:Light futuristic
ARMOR BONUS:+1
MAXIMUM DEXTERITY BONUS:
CHECK PENALTY:
SPELL FAILURE:n/a
SPEED:30 ft.
WEIGHT:
SHIELD:
ARMOR BONUS:
WEIGHT:
CHECK PENALTY:
SPELL FAILURE:
LANGUAGES:Common
SPECIAL ABILITIES
+1 to computer skills skill.
FEATS
Computer Program
Ambidexterity
SKILLS
Computer Skills +9
Mechanics +8
Sleight of Hand +6
Lie +4
Spot +5
Search +8
Knowledge (internet) +8
Concentrate +6
Pick Lock +6
Forgery +6
Escape +6
GEAR-Backpack, sleeping bag, fair lighter, flashlight, good laptop, watch with mini-computer and walkie talkie, fair toolkit, 7 MRE's.
MONEY:
At 4/29/04 02:29 AM, CHEESEGOD wrote: OK, I looked at the entry in my book for anthromorphic chararacters, and if you were one you would have to have no class to be on par with the other characters, so I made a whole new race called the squirrel person. Actually, I had a lot of fun doing it.
Ya lost me at "and if you were one you would have to have no class to be on par with the other characters" xD. But then they had an anthro section already? ^_^ And tell me about the race! Weak but fast in every way right?
Here's the squirrel-person
SQUIRREL-PERSON
Favored class:Any.
Bonuses:+2 dexterity, -2 strength. +2 racial bonus on ** checks. +1 racial bonus on reflex saves. Speak with animals at will, applies only to squirrels.
God:None.
Alignment:Usually chaotic neutral.
Size:Medium.
Speed:40 feet.
**
Climb
Jump
Balance
Sleight of Hand
Escape
Hide
Sneak
Acrobatics
Search
Listen
Wilderness Lore
This is my last installment? Correct? Then someone do something.
D&D
The party approaches the ghost town, weapons drawn...they move among the shells of buildings. One of the buildings seems to be intact, a large grand mansion. Gargoyles peer down at you from the roofs, the house almost beckons, "Come in, don't be afraid..". You feel as if you're being watched....
At 4/29/04 02:50 AM, CHEESEGOD wrote: This is my last installment? Correct? Then someone do something.
D&D
The party approaches the ghost town, weapons drawn...they move among the shells of buildings. One of the buildings seems to be intact, a large grand mansion. Gargoyles peer down at you from the roofs, the house almost beckons, "Come in, don't be afraid..". You feel as if you're being watched....
D&D
I-I really dunno about this... ::Mihoshi eyes the Gargoyals.:: ya know... heh...those look sorta funny. ::She walks up closer to the mansion building.:: ^_^; Wow those are creepy. Hey um.. would somebody make a drawing real quickly? (Like taking a picture, ya know? ^_^) I have er...oh....uh...nevermind. ::She didn't have a parchment or writing utencil. She glances up at the gargoyles once more.:: ya know um.. if this wa a horror book then now would be about the time those things happened to be alive and try to wait til you all were looking away..and then..um.. I guess make off with me or uh...something. ::She talks more to herself then to the group since they were likely out of earshot.:: Hm.. well uh...nevermind then. ^_^;
Here Random, here's your character story.
Random Bugsquash was raised in an orphanage, at the age of 11 he ran away because no one wpuld adopt him. Living on the streets and putting up with the stares of the towns people were hard. Random turned to cars, cars were an escape. He worked for various employers as delivery boys and messengers to make ends meet. At 13 he saw his first helicopter, fascinated with the idea of flying, he studied all he could about the subject. At 15 he stole a helicopter, crashed, and spent a year in prison. Now he's making money by working for rebel groups.