forum Thief Roleplay, Anyone?

Started March 17, 2018 by @Lenered

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I was thinking there could be like a big heist that a group of thieves could pull off, like, set in a fantasy universe with hints of realism.

I actually happen to have a main character who lives in a fantasy universe with lots of realism and is a thief, so this could be fun.

I’m down for that.

YAy!

Just insert your characters!

Can I join?

Yes!

Dove
17
girl
5'5"
She has short curly neon pink hair, chocolate colored skin, blue eyes, wearing a black lace top and distressed jeans, white sneakers, somewhere in between curvy and stick-straight

flirty, but gets embarrassed when others flirt with her, laughs at the worst times, nose buried in a book, speaks using words most people don't know and then gets exasperated when they ask what it means, experienced liar, obsessed with lemongrass tea and blueberry muffins, sings pretty good, terrible at sports except badminton, adopted by a gay couple, stands up for herself and others, never speaks unless spoken to, secretly has a crush on the guy who works at her favorite coffee and tea shop (Brew Some Latte Love) and wants to be a psychologist.

Alright, here’s mine.

Name: Yeon Brooks
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human (increased stamina and can heal quicker than most)
Looks: Clean brown hair, light hazel eyes, tan skin, toned/muscular form, 6’3
Wears: White tshirt, black jeans, brown leather jacket, combat boots
Personality: Flirty, aggressive, arrogant at times, clever, defensive, passionate.
Other: He works as a mercenary and thief for a popular Hispanic mafia. He usually takes care of the dirty work, and is used to working alone. He doesn’t talk much about his past.

Can I join?

yes!

Name: Natasha
age: 18
Gender: Female
Looks: Red hair normally pulled up into a tight bun or ponytail. Lighter skin tone with freckles and green eyes. Toned and athletic build. Sorta short
Wears: A lot of neutral colors with combat boots and gloves during a job
Personality: Aloof and quiet. She can get annoyed easily but tries to hide it well. Grumpy in the morning unless she gets her coffee. She has a mind for planning and a huge mount of patience.
Preferred Roles: Sniper as she was trained but usually works well as a look out.
Skill set: Proficient with most weapons, not as good at hand to hand but she can get by, she used to be a gymnast
other: She has a passion for dogs, loves learning languages, and can has a love of the ballet
weaknesses: not good with expressing opinions as well as she relies heavily on vantage points instead of actually being on the ground

I didn't know how specific you wanted it

Ummm..I'll start.

(I'm gonna modify her character a bit so she'll fit into the setting.)
I propose that we start with a fight between two gangs at midnight.

That sounds good.

Dove aimed her gun at the men, wondering which one to kill. Her mission was simple, kill the leader of the Unseen gang before her own gang came. She was a part of the Crygs. The leader shifted behind someone and Dove silently cursed. How was she going to get a clean shot now?

Yeon was stationed on a nearby rooftop, using the scope on his M21 Sniper to see clearly. His boss had directed him to go watch a fight between two other gangs, out of what had seemed like pure curiosity. He was a member of the MS-13 group, a widely known group that has worked in relations with the Mexican Mafia.

Natasha slunk forward toward her perch easing herself into a better position. She grinned adjusting her rifle. This was gonna be her easiest job all year. Her mood turned when she saw another girl aiming a gun at the gangs leader. Great this is gonna be a little harder than she originally assumed.

Dove clicked her gun as soon as she had the leader in sight, but nothing came out. Silently cursing, she slipped away from the shadows and spotted a man on a rooftop. She crept on the rooftop, taking care to be quiet and held up a knife to the man's throat. Dove snarled, "No one meets me and comes out alive." this, for the most part, was true. After all, she was The Fallen Angel, notorious for leaving death in the wake of her path.

Yeon shifted his eyes up towards the girl, a smirk forming. “Well, thank god I have the same motto.” He grabbed her forearm that had the knife, jerking it away from his throat. He rolled to the side, then got to his feet. The sniper rifle was attached to a strap that was across his body, and he now brandished his own knife. “You really want to do this, sweetheart?”