Me and a couple clan members started a Soldat RPG, and i thought it would be an awesome idea to have in the forums. This is sorta bashpit material, but because its no-longer here, ill put it in The Lounge.
Add yourself to it
We started off with this:
(In a bar somewhere)
Hellstørm says:
Hellstorm steps into the room, a fearsome sight, long dreadlocked hairs well past his shoulders, dark eyes and a Smoke hanging limpy from his mouth. He surveys the room eyeing the inhabitants up and down. Hanging from his arm is a Styer AUG and strapped onto his pack is a LAW. He walks up to the bar and sits down on one of the barstools.
"I'll have a double shot of whiskey matey" He growls
Blaise | -[N/A]-[MofoNofo.tkX] says:
MofoNofo walks out from the shadows, grasping one of the guns strapped to his belt. He is looking at hellstorm through his Red Shoulderlength dredlocks, surveying him. He walks up to behind hellstorm and sits on the stool next to him. "1 shot for me", he says to the barman, whilst pulling out two desert eagle guns from their holsters and putting them on the table.
Hellstørm says:
Hellstorm looks over at the newcomer. His eyes looking up and down and noting the interesting display of force put on by the weapons. He downs the shot given to him by the bartender and orders another single shot.
"Well i've got a head start buddy" He winks at the new comer, "Better start downing the shots."
Liquid Metal says:
Liquid Metal steps into the room. Dull, grey liquidish crap drips down from his body onto the floor, creating a small greyish puddle. His facial features and body are completelly hidden beneath a layer of liquid metal. He carries no visable weapons. He walks towards Hellstorm and MofoNofo, leaving a trail of greyish goo and stands there.
Hellstørm says:
Temporarly distracted from the alcohol sitting beside his hand Hellstorm looks round with a somewhat startled expression on his face. The third man to arrive is an extreme oddity, and to a greater extent, slimy.
"Could someone fetch this poor man a hose" He rasps.
Hellstørm says:
He then removes his back from his shoulders and finds a towl in the depths.
"You buddy, is going to get a towlin'" he mutters as he throws the towl over the newcomer and jumps on him, drying him throughly.
Blaise | -[N/A]-[MofoNofo.tkX] says:
Mofonofo, whilst looking at hellstorm whos drying the man covered in goo, gets up off the seat, grabbing his desert eagles, 1 in each hand, and walks slowly towards the man who seems to be covered in liquid silver. Surveying the man, he pulls up a desert eagle to the mans head "What do you want?"
Liquid Metal says:
Liquid Metal remains still and contunies staring into the distance. More liquid metal seems be continuously coming out of his body even as Hellstorm is wiping it off.
