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| Kent Smith Sex: Male Age: 20 Height: 6' exactly Weight: 170 pounds Species: Human Hair: Shaggy medium length Eye color: Brown | Terisa “Terri” Fitzgera Sex: Female Age: 22 Height: 5' 8'' Weight: 130 pounds Species: Human Hair: Auburn long Eye color: Green |
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Marksman: Surprisingly talented with guns, taking them apart, rebuilding or augmenting, but has a very keen sight that allows him to shoot with crazy good aim. Some fighting abilities: Despite not being the bulkiest person, he can hold his own, and is rather calculated when he attacks. However, he is useless when it comes to advanced fighters. Pretty good with holds when on the ground and getting people on the ground. Intellect: He is smart for this job. If anything he is the 'brains' of this team. Lore starts rolling from his mind and he knows most strengths and weaknesses of most beasts that he encounters. |
Knives: More in the street knife fighting, Terri is skilled with a blade, and can handle one with amazing dexterity. Does not matter on the blade, she can throw with deadly procision. Hand to hand: She is a lot better than Kent in the close quarters fighting area. She is quick for her size, and can hit extremely hard. Ground game is her weak point, but quick and powerful strikes is her forte Resistance: Weird to see, but she is fairly resistant. Her body has been toughened up after years of fighting, drinking and abuse and can back up her talk as well as take a hit. Not only can she drink you under a table, she can get thrown through a table as well! |
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| Kent is that guy that is quiet and would rather read a book rather then go out to drink. His mind is fairly strong on certain things, but when it comes to stress, he tends to buckle first. In most situations, he is more calm and kind in the beginning, being the one to help victims get over what happened to keep them from breaking mentally. This however, is his weakness and had turned him into a target between the two. | Terri is brash, there is no overruling that. She is nice enough, but it blunt and rather 'bitchy' in her own way. She actually does care about saving people, but she also has a revenge streak in her from the night her sister died, sometimes making her go overboard on certain situations. Between the two, she deals with stress much more easily, but is more apathetic to peoples emotions, not caring about the victims emotions and more caring that the monster has been eliminated. This wears Kent out more then it should, who finds her personality a bit toxic for them, but he dare not say anything to cause a schism between them. |
“Come on Jake, we have a job to do.” Terri grumbled, throwing a pillow at her friend as she continued to tie her boots, sighing, still a little bit groggy as she dressed.
“Can it wait? We just finished a job...” Kent mumbled, mock burrowing into his bed before rolling out of it, groggily rubbing his eyes as he stumbled to the bathroom to wake himself up. After relieving himself, the human looked into the mirror, rubbing his tired eyes again, splashing a bit of water on his face before letting out a yawn. His young, yet mature face stared back at him, locking eyes with himself for a moment before catching a swatch of blood on his collar, cursing a little bit before trying to wash it out before entering the room again, seeing Terri downing a cup of coffee with the coffee that room service would leave them.
“Get dressed dammit, there is something a few hours from here and I told others that we got this.” Her voice stung in his ears. All she cared about was this job and working, then again he knew it kept her mind off of other things. Hell, it helped him as well, but this life was wearing him down, he just wanted to stop for a bit... break out of this life but he knew he would die before seeing that. With a say he ruffled his slightly shaggy hair and forced a hoody on, once again a contrast from her cargo pants and flanel. She truly was a tomboy. As she finished the coffee, she walked outside with her travel bag, waiting for Kent to come after her, to which he did, forcing his clothes in a bag and moving out, right before grabbing his revolver and hexbag from the cabinet. After throwing his bag into the trunk, he moved to the passenger seat as Terri roared the car to life (still deciding ) and drove off for their next job.
Both Terri and Kent are known as hunters. Not hunters in game hunting, but in life saving hunting. Both are mortal, human true blooded to the cause, but both are opposing in all nature. You have Terri, the cocky, sure headed, hot blooded marksman, who is quite skilled with a whip and gun and has combat experience rivaling that of a solider in the military (and can drink people under to boot), and you have Kent, loyal as loyal can be but more of a man to sit back and check things first, more careful and has a tactical mind, but has a tendency to show regret over certain things more easily, at least showing greater compassion, which in this job hunt can get you killed rather easily.
Each has their own reasons for joining the hunt against things that go bump in the night. For Terri is was the death of her sister to a werewolf, something she will keep with her forever as she remembers her sister screaming as the were-beast tore her apart, unable to do anything, to scared to move as she watched from under her bed hearing the disgusting sounds of gulping and slurping of body parts entering the monsters belly. When her parents got home, it was labeled as an animal attack, but she knew it wasn't. At that point a rage grew and grew as she went into this life. For Kent it was witnessing his families death to the hands of vampires. It was a normal night at home. He was holed up in his room doing homework until he heard a crash, then a scream, then hollering. A peek out the door was all he needed to see his family being gouged by the neck and drunk dry. How it was labeled by police? Random acts of violence. He knew the truth, he saw the teeth. He would make sure this would not happen to anyone else.
How they met was a different story, and is almost cliché as it would sound. In their youth in the beginning of this 'hunting' they were not part of the network of other hunters that made it their lives mission to wipe evil off the face of the earth, so this brought forth a cold awakening of organization skills. One night, there was a evidence of a monster attack that was just called 'animal attack' in the papers, but that was the calling card. Both arrived in this town, still new to this, working off clues left behind, somehow bumbling to what the monster was and dared to bring it down. It was a duo of werewolves that were terrorizing the alleys and streets at night, eating all until their belly was filled. Terri picked up on this first, and began scouting regular haunts. Kent, haven't being one that encountered one before, researched a little before and concluded the same. Both armed with silver bullets and knives, they stormed around in the city, moving around quietly as they could, but of course they were obvious to the wolf itself, which actually started to watch them, both of them seeing these two humans trying to hunt, and actually thought they were partners. This of course led to a rather humorous capture of each and a bumbling attempt at escape, which somehow worked in the humans favor. As the werewolves looked over their prey, they did not take into account how much unbridled talent these humans had behind them. With Terri's trashmouth distracting the two (by accident), Kent was able to slip out of the restraints and shot both of them dead. This of course did not bring forth happy fun times between the two hunters, but a weird relationship came out of it. Originally they did not want to travel together, but over the course of the night, them talking to each other, they realized how much more in common they had, and it would be safer to work together, even if they were polar opposites.
Both Kent and Terri can be played together, but I prefer doing them one at a time, usually making one more prominent then both sharing the limelight. At this time, they are prey until an outlet for pred (unwilling pred might be something) as they are both human and find eating other living things alive is... well... disgusting.
Them being in the park is something of a trick by other monsters trying to get rid of them. Little did they realize that the Nexus Park is home to the largest amount of monsters, predators and otherworldly beings that want something in their belly, squirming and alive.
Ideas for RP: Since two characters are available, there are many ways to make this more fun!
- For instance, one can get shoved somewhere and the other forced to mate in that area
- Both are swallowed in the same area and digest together... seriously, the ideas and thoughts are limitless! One thing that I would love to do is have a pred eat one then shove it in the others face like "I have your friend in here... and I just cannot wait for you to join them".
- The crueler you are, the better, after all, they are too small for this world, way in over their head, why not force that thought into them? Treat them like a casual snack!
- More of the supernatural creatures are welcome, namely lycans, vampires and the like, such as they hunt a creature that a bit more powerful then they though!
- Maybe a contract comes up to which they hunters go to, only to find the creature was taken care of by something much larger and hungrier, leaving the hunters rather outmatched.
- Vore does not have to be a centerpiece (heh). An adventure can be done between them and another character, perhaps a fellow hunter, or interaction with a creature they take pity on
- Currently I want them to be eaten by something their own size or something a tad smaller, namely... for a large belly.
There are rules I like to follow, and I would hope you will respect me enough to follow them as well.
- This character is designed for predators that wish to have more than just one meal, or show their cruelty if they have multiple prey
- I like to try and have some depth to my roleplays. I just like to flesh out details and give a greater feel for the scene. That being said, if I type a paragraph and you return with a sentence, there will be an issue which I will address. I like going roughly 10 lines and up, maybe dropping to 5 if the scene permits.
- Speech. I know to some people, english is a second language, and I cannot vouch for being the best speaker, but I will try to be correct when I spell and when I use grammar. I can excuse a bit, but too much (and I will say something) I will lose all feel for the convo/rp and stop.
- No underage. Not much more to be said
- No godmodding. I hate this sorta thing. I know some characters are powerful wizards and such, but please, do not just be OP about everything, gets old fast and pisses me off a bit
- No Ponies. Just not interested.
- Do not simply vanish. I have had this happen many times to me. One moment we are talking RP and then *POOF*, vanished without warning. If you are not interested, let me know and just tell me, or at least give a warning if you need to leave, a simple 'gtg' will suffice.
Overall, that is it! I like to try and have fun and make sure you are having a good time as well!
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