forum Destination: The Front (Fire and Ice)

Started January 24, 2019 by @Mr.Misfit

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( @Bandito That looks like FMA. Is that FMA?)

Yes! Ling/Greed! :')

This sounds like a cool topic, can i join?

Name: Kepler
Race: Lektra
Age: 24
Anything:

Appearance:
Has a human appearance like appearance but does things that humans cannot do.
Has red eyes
Brown and red undercut
She wears brown suspenders over her white uniform
She wears a brown belt with gray pants
As a member of the Lektra race, she has Lektra tattoos
Her visible tattoos are shown on her chest, both side of her neck, and on her left eye
She has more tattoos on her shoulder and arms which are hidden under her clothes
She has a muscular and short frame

Gender: Identifies as female

What she wants do do: During the war, she plans to riot and get revenge on those that looked at her as if she were crap and those who mistreated her. While the others are off to war she also plans on constructing mass raids between the other aliens.

(Btw, not an OC)

thanks//

Yep, 9 AM EST is good, (since I can only get on at school, I can't do weekends, but I'm okay if you guys RP then)

(Alright, I know I'm a little early, but I'm expecting to be busy here in a bit and I'm really excited about this, so I'll kick it off now.)

Brella sighed as she set down another miniature arc-kit and took a drink from her water bottle. She'd been awake all night, turning away countless customers (around 5 of them, offering good pay) and working without so much as a squick of a break, all in an attempt to get one brute-force hacking-bug to actually work. She was short on scrap, and short on time, what with the few ships left in the port.

Of course, there was always the human military port….

Hah! Don't even joke, Brella, she thought with a smile, Security's still tight, even with the forces shipped out. Last month's declaration of war didn't change squat as far as local facilities go. The last thing you want is a railgun shot straight through your head.

She heard footsteps through the front door, and without thinking her wings were out and her laser pistol pointed towards the door. She listened intently for the newcomer to announce themselves.

I'm not moving shops again for the 18th time this month. If it's humans, then I'm going straight for the Space Port.

"Whoa, calm down there." Crisp puts his hands up. "I'm not gonna do anything, hell you can look through my stuff if you want. I don't got anything." Crisp slides his stuff towards her.

"I'm just exploring this place. I'm relatively new here. I don't mean to cause trouble."