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OOC: Stupid...laggy..Dakka server... making me double post! -grumble-

Jervold was eating a sandwich. It was good, as sandwiches went. The meat wasn't dry, and there was a nice sauce in the middle that went well with the meat. All was good.

Jervold's vox-bead hissed, barely audible. He tapped it, wondering why it was hissing. After a minute of tapping, he remembered he had turned the volume down on it. Perhaps that was it. Jervold turned it up.
"hisssssssss-THE HELL ARE YOU, PRIVATE?"
Jervold yelped, and tore the thing out of his ear, holding it at arm's length. Once he felt brave enough, he brought it closer to his ear.
"Private, get back to base, or I'm having your arse put in front of a firing squad!"
Jervold didn't need telling twice. He broke into a loping run, making his way back to the barracks. Lord Percival appeared, looking groggy and slightly dirty from his nap in Jervold's pocket, and looked at the nervousness on his friend's face.
"What seems to be the fuss, my boy?"
"We're wanted back at base, Milord. Sarge jus-"
"Say no more, lad, I understand. Best get a shift on!"
Jervold hurried on. His gut was telling him this was bad news, and his gut didn't lie often. He hurried on.

Oh. Percy IS the puppet. Wow I've been totally confused.

Also, ginger nid dude is being completely 100% useless as far as this RP is concerned, so anybody know a person who'd like to take part in tis RP?

Tarkis
Gender: Male
Planet of origin: Volcarth Prime
Skin colour:
Age:
Height:
Personality:
Appearance:
Weapons and equipment: Shotgun, combat blade, Flak Armour Frag and Krak grenades.
Skills:
Brief History:
Other:


As ginger nid dude wrote it:


Jason Tarkis
Gender: Male
Planet of origin: Volcarth Prime
Skin colour: pasty pale
Age: 33
Height: 5'3"
Personality: Tarkis has a very aggressive personality, caring little for subtlety or discretion. His narrow minded way of war and dislike of cowardice has lead him to have few friends. He is given a wide berth while not fighting chaos or xenos as he is very quick to anger. Despite this, his various squad commanders have always been able to rely on him in a tough situation as his slightly unorthodox methods of fighting are valuable in urban warfare. His temperament holds him back, though, as if it were not for his hasty nature, he would be a sergeant by now.
Appearance: Trooper Tarkis would, if not for his highly violent reactions be the butt of many a joke due to his stature and also the short red hair that is relatively uncommon in his regiment. He has a large acid wound on his back from an accident in his early life.
Weapons and equipment: Shotgun, combat blade, Flak Armour Frag and Krak grenades.
Skills: While Tarkis is not a leader and never will be, he can more than easily hold his own against the majority of chaos hordes in close combat. He has modified his shotgun slightly to improve it's range and power.
Brief History: Tarkis was born in the outhabs of the main hive of Volcarth Prime, where, from a young age he had to make his own way, stealing money and food off of the more wealthy. At an age of nine, Tarkis was caught stealing from a priest and taken in as an orphan. The priest sought to teach him how to be a better imperial citizen, however much of what the preacher told him was forgot as he ran away with an old friend, aged 15. Some of the priests messages sank in though as four years later, Takis joined the imperial guard at the recruitment office. While in the guard, he proved to be a more than capable soldier and as a result spent a lot of time with RIP. When Henron and the grey knights started cleansing the chapter, Tarkis escaped the cell he was in for minor brawling and aided the inquisition by shooting many of his former fellow soldiers. He was found by Henron himself fighting off his ex-platoon and Henron, impressed with the troopers abilities and recruited him to his retinue.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Oh. Percy IS the puppet. Wow I've been totally confused.

OOC: Oh, snap, didn't I put that in the profile? if not, I apologise heartily. I was writing from Jervold's perspective, who sees him as a real person and not an old sock, if that helps.

OOC: ahah, I knew his views. But I feel so stupid nows, considering I was saying stuff like, "lord percy could be the planetary governor!" or something else like that lol! xD

OOC: Nah, it's cool. For all Jervold knows, Percival could be a High Lord of Terra.

OOC: Tempted. To. Shoot. It.

SERIOUSLY! I would really appreciate it if you guys asked around, especially to anyone you know who likes RPing, if they'd like to play Tarkis... or I'll have to leave that character to a fate worse and leading to death - giving him over to the tender hands, claws and tentacles that spew out of Ghosty's mind. In other words, I'd just let his Ass-ass-in 'ave 'im...







...Or he could just be hit by a bus.

And we dont want that....do we.....

eheheheheh....

DO WE

*screams incoherantly whilst vomiting*

To much?

*looks nervously at ghosty*
I am repulsed and compelled to smite you in equal measure.

He's all yours, if only it'll get someone to post a decent amount of IC RPing.

Haxion nods towards the inquisitor, then proceeds to remove his helmet . "if we are going to the surface i'm going to need to stop by my quarters briefly for the rest of my gear." a thoughtful look briefly comes over his face,then he lets out a chuckle "renegade assassins,corrupt guardsmen, and here i thought this was going to be a boring posting". he turns and heads towards his quarters calling over his shoulder as he goes. "inquisitor if we are expecting close quarters combat... i'm going to need something more than a bayonette."

OOC: Lawls... just FYI your 'bayonet' can be removed and it is kinda really srs bigs. It's like a small sword tbh, or more a giant knife. Anyways, I'll go raid a barracks or something and see what me's can find.

ooc : lol yeah i always thought of combat blades like that back up knife there just in case.

:bumps:

Umm... I really don't feel like I can post anything until Ghosty does... I mean... I guess, I guess I could do THAT thing... no, no. Well, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe... I dunno.

I mean do you really want to have to read about the Inquisitor taking a bath?

ooc well depends is she hawt???

...

Dude.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
I mean do you really want to have to read about the Inquisitor taking a bath?

The, as in the only Inquisitor in this RP, as in my character. So, the answer to "is she hawt???" is... holy no!

*sigh* dark.....dark dark dark....*facepalm* and you want me to join this.....Do you know how much I have to read? Thats a lot........*sigh* too much to read in a small amount of time.....

^ Lol dude I thought you were Kharnflakes for a minute there 'cause you changed your avvy. I was like wtf? Ehh.

Chillax lolz. If you don't take 'im (the unused character), he can always get hit by a bus. Or left in Ghosty's tender care. Y'know I'm pretty sure that that bus is sounding pretty appealing to that dude right now :p

OOC: sorry that i have been gone so long, feel free to bring my character into this..... somehow, anyway, i will be stuck in exams all the way untill the end of june, so i cant really be on the comp much, therefore someone will have to play my useless little pilot. ^^

OOC: sorry, ive been concentrating on exams atm. Biology AS consumes alot of time. :( im ver. sorry.

Nah, its cool. Well, not really. Exams suck. Good luck to you guys anyways!

Well I'll take the character...just....who did it belong to so I can read up on whats going on so far.

lol yea my avatar is pretty amazing....though it will be changed......again.

Izzat you or summit? Ehhh...

The guy who signed up for the character never RPed him :/ Hence the whole problem.

(I was looking forward to him being hit by a bus or something - i.e. ghosty's character! Yep, I'm evil. Mwahawr)

Urm, do whatever you wish to with the profile... except weapons and name, or take it as is.

yea thats me......but I'll add stuff later.....

OOC: Hell, I'm just waiting 'till everyone gets to the surface of the planet.. Oh, and stabbing the Exam Dragon as well, but that's a whole different story.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:...

Dude.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
I mean do you really want to have to read about the Inquisitor taking a bath?

The, as in the only Inquisitor in this RP, as in my character. So, the answer to "is she hawt???" is... holy no!

rofl, sorry couldn't help making the comment

^

PM sent to NIkev, quoted here for you guys.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Here is a picture of the exterior of the space station:



It has strong defensive capabilities, many docking pots for trading ships (the end of the sticky up things) and huge storage capacities. It has a circular esplanade (walky-bouty-place with shops, bars, restaurants, and security. The esplanade is located quite low on the middle bit, but not at the bottom. The first ring around the main section is the crew/personnel/citizen quarters.

Well, im planetside, so, i could either go BACK onto the ship, or you come down here? What would you like

space station SPACE STATION!!!!!


Anyways, you're not here to do what I want! I mean, we haven't even got anywhere near the main plot yet! Just be imagenative... I wanna find out what your assassins up to with all these kidnappin's/killin's (actually, knowing you, I probably don't, but oh well ).