Law of the Jungle: A Destiny Roleplay (Character Sheets) (RETIRED)

Name: Xaaria Gender/Race: Female/Awoken Class: Titan (mainly sunbreaker, but uses other subclasses on occasion) Bio: Xaaria is a seasoned, yet unique titan who has garnered experience in many situations of battle, from solo face-offs to big team battles. A natural born leader, She's not a woman of words, but more a woman of actions. Her closest friends are a Warlock named Switch-5 and a hunter named Jaden. Within their group of three, Xaaria is seen as their leader and coordinator. Mature, blunt, and straight to the point, Xaaria excels at getting the job done without anything getting in here way. Physical Description: Xarria has bright pink shifting awoken skin that compliments her glowing white eyes and purple hair well. 6ft 2". Bulky body muscle, deep vocal tone for a female, mohawk hair style, no scars, sharp and stern facial features. Personality: Xaaria is a strong silent leader type. She doesn't say much, since she usually doesn't have much to say to begin with, but what words she does muster are usually well thought through, meaningful, and helpful. She has natural leader qualities, such as thoughts for others and a great deal of bravery. A mature individual, Xaaria will never boast or brag about her capabilities, strongly believing that actions speak louder than words. And thus, she let's her actions speak for her. Even for a titan, Xaaria is almost always aware of here limits, and thus she will usually be able to stay out of anything she can't handle, unless it's absolutely necessary to do so. She can sometimes come across as cold, paranoid, and overly desicive, but she picks her friends wisely, and those she does pick as fellow friends become very close friends indeed. Main Weapons: Scout Rifle. Shotgun. Rocket Launcher. Armour: Assortment of dead orbit and vanguard gear.

Brandon White male Bladedancer hunter Use bittersteel shader; dead orbit lackee Mida, havoc pigeon (sol), void edge Custom armor sets: Darkmortar type 2 full set except for mask of the third man Custom class gear; nightlight Bio: I was at first some hive zombie, possessed by the hive. A ghost who lost his guardian found me cleansed me. I am now a bladedancer with both light and a little darkness

I'm looking through this, and I'm noticing alot of people have gone without a single reply. I know it might be hard to answer ALL if them, but it seems like most go unnoticed.

Name: Mikaela Dragon Race: Awoken. Gender: Female. Class: Hunter. Subclass: Nightstalker. Details: Blue/red armor, light blue skin, red skull tattoo on face. Weapons: Primary: Dispatch I11 (auto rifle) Secondary: Telesto (fusion rifle) Heavy: BTRD 34 (machine gun) Armor: Helmet: Bog Wild 1.0 Gauntlets: Aspriet 1.1 Chest piece: Crest of Alpha Lupi Boots: Darkhollow Treads Class item: Aspriet Cloak Bio: Revived only five months ago, Mikaela seeks revenge for her friends that she saw murdered in front of her by Vex. She is a skilled fighter and is trained in martial arts. She usally works solo, but only in special occasions does she work with others. She is one of the few people who have escaped the Vault of Glass after a failed attempt to kill Atheon.

Name: Vidar-13 Race/Gender: Exo Male Class/Subclass: Hunter Nightstalker Description: 6'2'. Black carbon-fiber head, orange eyes. Mouth glows orange when he speaks. Right eye is cracked and flickers. Bio: One of the most trusted of the Queen's Guard, he captured Skolas and faced him in his Trial. Weapons: Hygiea Noblesse, Stillpiercer, The Dreamwaker Armor: Racing Helmet, Queen's Guard Vest, Kellslayer's Rally, Prime Zealot Greaves, Rosegold Class Item: Cloak of the Sixth Reign

Name: Unknown Alias: Stalker Race: Human Sex: Male Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Black Class: Hunter Subclass: Master Nightstalker, amazing Gunslinger and Amateur Bladedancer Appearance: Has a large burn scar plaguing the left side of his face, and three long claw-Mark gashes crossing his face from his upper right forehead to his lower left chin Armor: [spoiler]Helmet: Graviton Forfeit Gauntlets: Ghost Angel Chest: Ghost Angel Legs: Ghost Angel Class Item: Ghost Angel[/spoiler] Weapons: [spoiler] - A Hand Cannon he simply calls "The Wanderer." He wears it at his side religiously. Unknown Manufacturer. -A model of the "Patience and Time" rifle. [/spoiler] Armor Colors: [spoiler]A dull greyish color, with a name scratched across his right shoulder pauldron. It reads - "Nathan."[/spoiler] Bio: [spoiler]//ACCESS FILE... //AUTHENTICATION REQUIRED ..... //AUTHENTICATION ACCEPTED, WELCOME, SPEAKER A Report, Written by Commander Zaval, on the topic of "The Stalker." Hello, Speaker. You recently asked me about the man known as Stalker. I have decided to shed some light on his mysterious origins. Originating from somewhere on the American Landmass, Stalker has been a strange guardian from the get-go. Extremely reclusive, he is our most effective recon agent In the field, he has logged 3,217 Days in the field across numerous planets and enemy ships. His deadpan accuracy with firearms and his ability to remain undetected mere meters away from even the most attentive of enemies is an invaluable asset in exploring new frontiers as our influence expands. He is currently deployed on Earth, stationed deep within Fallen House of Kings' territory. He has been tasked with the assassination of a baron, who will arrive within the week. Current Feed from his Ghost signifies he is alive and healthy. //FILE END [/spoiler]

[spoiler]Can I get inv to group?[/spoiler]

Jerrall Vandarc Human Male Bladedancer Hunter [u]Description[/u] Jerrall's seen some brighter days, and it's obvious that he's past his prime. Although he does not look aged due to Guardian's increased lifespan, his darkened face is often cast towards the ground with an almost regretful countenance. His black hair is buzzed, and it seems that he attempts to blend into a crowd. His dated Jacknife 1.2 armor set has been worn down, and the shader has grown to a rusty color, although hints of forest green can be seen in once-painted details. His Dead Zone Revolution cloak has been tattered throughout combat, and he prefers the look, not repairing it and not planning tool, either. [u]Gear[/u] Another NitC scout rifle Jabberhakke-D sidearm (solar) Arc Edge [u]Bio[/u] In his prime, Jerrall would be considered a modern-day legend of the Tower, and a hero of the City. He was known to work alongside Cayde, Tevis, and other members of the Hunter elite to secure intel and artifacts for the Vanguard; he was a steady shot in the Crucible and would often bet against Shaxx in small match ups against anyone Shaxx would throw at him. However, shortly before Cayde's relocation to the Tower Vanguard, Jerrall disappeared from the public sight. He remained in the Tower and in service, but attempted to fade from the limelight he once embraced along with his comrades. However, with the loss of Tevis to the Vex and the loss of Cayde to the Vanguard, the Hunters find a need to seek expertise outside of Cayde's limited mentorship, and the growing Darkness requires experienced Guardians to face it. Jerrall knows he cannot stay withdrawn for much longer, and despite his reluctance to return to the field, Cayde is realizing that his expertise is needed more now than ever before...

Name: Angel Female/ Human/ Awoken Warlock: all 3 subclasses but exceptionally gifted with arc. Description: 5'7" 135lbs, slender,pale skin, with a silvery blue faded awoken shimmer, , Long Raven black hair , shining lilac eyes. Her Salicen fen armour is faded light grey blue, with typical warlock customisation a of extra pockets and pouches. All very flattering as well as practical. Weapons: The Devil You know.( hand cannon) Erienne rr4 ( sniper) Arc sword Bio: ( still in the works) Somewhat of a prodigy amongst the warlock schools, she could have easily become a brat, and prima Donna. Her affinity with the abilities mean they often bleed through into her social life, solar,flaring if she is angry, arc, sparking if she's excited, and void tends to accompany her deeper more intense moods. Thankfully rather than become spoiled, the opposite is true she always reaches out to those in the most trouble.Or having the toughest time of it. . She is a bit odd, in a Warlock way. Mostly she seeks out those with the greatest need. Thankfully all this goodness is tempered with a deliciously wicked and slightly twisted sense of humour, usually synonymous with Exo's and Hunters.

Name Darrow "Reaper" Yoren Race/Gender Human Male Class/Subclass Hunter Gunslinger Description (Armor colors, facial features, etc.) Silver and blue armor, brown hair and eyes, wears and old duster coat over everything along with a cowboy hat Always calm cool and collected with a straight face, always has his hood up Bio Very apathetic, never has a lot to say, was abandoned at a young age and learned to fend for himself Definition of loner, likes to keep to himself Weapons Ace of Spades, 1000 yard stare,(no heavy) Armor Kings fall raid set, (no helmet) Class Item Cloak of Oblivion

Name: Daniel-01 Race/Gender: EXO/Male Class/Subclass: Hunter/Gunslinger Description: Light-Grey eyes, Maroon "skin", A red horn but sharpened into a point (think Fotus armor) Bio: Dan is a silly, casual, laid-back and surprisingly calm and collected guardian. Zavala and Ikora hate him while Cayde is a really good friend of his. Dan is a very, very old exo, but he cannot recall how he became a Guardian or any events before that. Weapons: The Water Star (Adept) || Darkblade's Spite || Sleeper Simulant Armor: Graviton Forfeit, TTK ToO Armor Class Item: Cloak of Oblivion

Name:Krieg the Psycho Race/Gender:Unknown/Male Class/Subclass:Titan/All Subclasses Description:He always keeps his helmet on so no one has seen his face. He stands at 7'0. He is extremely muscular and bulky with long arms and legs. Bio:Over here, my sweet meats, your prince of justice and genocide has something to say: Gone are the days of the tentacle and the age of the gods and mercy is far away... We are fighters of the middle, the second act in the three-part MEAT play, AND I WILL WIN BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR! I know what I have become... I am the inside of this world... I taste the gore, and I smell the crying... AND I WANT MORE! I want to bathe in your flesh, I want to savor your fear. I wanna live inside a castle built of your agony, AND I WANT TO CRUMBLE IT WITH AN AXE TO YOUR CAROTID ARTERY! Keep your chin up, SO I CAN SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER!! Oh, there's no time to cry... We have to squeeze the whimpers out of you like a smothered baby in the night... You won't make a noise now, will you, WILL YOU!! Stay quiet, OR YOU'RE DEAD! NOW AND FOREVER!! Pitiful people prepare, plead plentifully plentiful platitude phenomenal patriot pounds, poundingly perverse puppets pulping, pleasantly, putrid pasties. Look at me when I scream at your soul! You loud sacks of filth and sour cream can hit me with your pain pinatas all day, but you'll never take the jellied fantasies of my wasted youth! My stomach is clear and my mind is full of bacon! I can't see her anymore... She was so clear and bright... but the blood is in my eyes, and now I can only watch the ocean of blood... Its waves crash against my forehead again and again, AND I JUST NEED TO LEARN HOW TO SURF!! You're gonna scream, just like she did; open mouth, open heart, blood and noise forever piercing my skull, poisoning me with its psychopathic purple liquid. We watched it all, and felt the knife edge split down the middle... CAN YOU HEAR ME?! I'll never forget the way her holes cried... The way she screamed in agony as she pushed the knife slowly into my sternum... Such a beautiful symphony of feelings, and at the end of it, she was so much greater! My operatic diva of flesh and steel!! I'm gonna kill you all, I'm gonna kill your friends and your family, I'm gonna track down your grandparents and turn them inside-out, nobody can stop the blood train that will turn your loved ones into a red splatter across the tracks of humanity! Box cover, box cover! I'm the one who eats the stardom! I'm the hero of all the villains! You can't swallow my morality like a lollipop pill! I'll run around your mind and set the world record with my meat sleeves! This is my favorite song! Dance to the drum beat of the ballistic, fetishistic, sadistic piss-stick! Let the bullets scrape me clean and never, ever, ever flash a sassy eye at the good doctor! There is no me, there is no you! There is only the never ending spit and bile of combat! The twenty-four hour murder spree of shining metal! I drink the blood and eat the loot and breathe the numbers, because I! AM! A MONSTER! NOW AND FOREVER! Thank you for riding the Psycho Express, Toot-toot! All aboard, I'll be collecting your tickets, we have beverages in the DINING CAR!!! Why aren't my fingers in someone's eye sockets right now... Why aren't my fingers in someone's eye sockets right now... Why aren't my fingers in someone's eye sockets right now... Why aren't my fingers in someone's eye sockets right now... Why aren't my fingers in someone's eye sockets right now... Why aren't my fingers in someone's eye sockets right now... Somebody open me up and put out the fire in my belly... Put it out with knives and bullets and strangling, or I will eat your nephews! NIPPLE SALADS! Nipple salads... NIPPLE SALADS! The silence... Kill it! I'll find you! Quiet noises... and I'll STRANGLE the whispers out of you with a BONESAW!! Weapons: Primary:Touch of Malice, Universal Remote, and Red Spectre. Special:4th Horseman, Plan C, and Immobius. Heavy:Gjallarhorn, Thunderlord, and Void Edge. Armor:War Numen's Crow (Harrowed), War Numen's Chest (Harrowed), War Numen's Fist (Harrowed), War Numen's Boots (Harrowed). Class Item:War Numen's Mark. (If anything is unacceptable for him please let me know, admins.)

I've already made a character, but I wish for another. Here she is. Anise Polevska Human Female Sunsinger Warlock with full TTK Iron Banner armour, Colovence's Duty, Black Spindle, and Tormod's Bellows. Not to mention Bittersteel for DO flair. Her face is a pale white, her rosy cheeks standing out. With her raven hair and green eyes, she could charm just about anyone. Although she may be petite, she can hold more than her own in any fight. Born and raised in Palamon, longside Shin Malphur. She grew up wielding the poorly machined weapons of the town, but later found herself using only the best. She has yet to be a true Iron disciple, but works towards it with a passion.

Knox Corren Human Male Hunter Gunslinger Tall, lean, with dark blue eyes, brown, short hair, a scar on his bottom lip, and a bit pale. Jasher's armor is always changing to match his surroundings. The only time he's actually invisible is when he's standing still. He can also change it to whatever he feels like at the time. Jasher's always loved a good fight, hand to hand, or with guns. He's had a bit of a temper that leads him into trouble quite a bit. He's a great shot, though, and excellent with a blade, his trusty, serrated knife, or his heavy sword. Ace of Spades Stillpiercer Boltcaster Bogwild Armor Cloak of Seven Bones Ravensteel Kondratyuk's Escape

Name: Lance Race: Human Class: Warlock Subclass: Voidwalker/Sunsinger/Stormcaller Description: 23. White. Male. 6'2. Red hair. Green eyes. Bio: [REDACTED] Weapons: Weapons: Weapons: Harrowed Doom of Chelchis, Harrowed Smite of Merain, Harrowed Defiance of Yasmin, Harrowed Silence of A'rn, Harrowed Elulims Frenzy, Harrowed Quillims Terminus, Touch of Malice, Black Spindle, Sleeper Simulant. Legendary/Exotic Swords Armor: Harrowed Mouth of Ur, Chasm of Yuu, Grasp of Eir, Path of Xol shaded in Ascendant Plane. Class Item: Worm Gods' Boon

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Cee-Jay-3 Exo, Male Stormcaller Warlock Description Gold Metal plating, with white eyes, framed jaw Samersa I helm Young Ahmkara's claws gauntlets Xol chest Trials Leg pieces Chatterwhite shader Bio Defeating the warpriest was a great accomplishment. Fairly quiet, he mumbles constantly, forgetting to remember his team. Eysluna Chaperone Void Sword Armor (Listed above) Trials warlock bond

Name: Astor Race: Human Class: Hunter Subclasses: Gunslinger/Bladedancer/Nightstalker Description: 26 6'0. Black hair. Brown eyes. Bio: Unknown. Weapons: Weapons: Harrowed Doom of Chelchis, Harrowed Smite of Merain, Harrowed Defiance of Yasmin, Harrowed Silence of A'rn, Harrowed Elulims Frenzy, Harrowed Quillims Terminus, Touch of Malice, Black Spindle, Sleeper Simulant. Legendary/Exotic Swords Armor: Harrowed Dark Hollow shaded in Ascendant Plane. Class Item: Cloak of Seven bones

Need to know if this is acceptable please [spoiler] spoiler] 3 years ago Romii fell off the map, no one knew what she'd been working on at the time, or if they did they weren't saying. Then a year ago she was discovered camped out at her old post in the European Deadzone, with no recollection of what happened she was encouraged back into the vanguard. She has been keeping her head down, until recently when she starts to have terrible flashbacks. She can recall a vex Gate and a battle but everything after that goes black. ( where I would like this to go is that when she went thru the vex gate she got sent forward in time to the arrival of the Dreadnaught, she was taken and fought for Oryx's army. She had been fighting on Earth when Oryx was killed, and the link to her was violently severed. The energy is still there but because of her amnesia its dormant,she occasionally turns when the odds are against her but has no recollection afterwards.) [/spoiler]

Name: Jason Race: Human Class: Titan Subclass: Striker/Defender/Sunbreaker Description: 28 year old male. 6'4. Brown hair. Blue eyes. Bio: Unknown. He never talks about his past. Only known fact is that he was never resurrected from the dead. Weapons: Harrowed Doom of Chelchis, Harrowed Smite of Merain, Harrowed Defiance of Yasmin, Harrowed Silence of A'rn, Harrowed Elulims Frenzy, Harrowed Quillims Terminus, Touch of Malice, Black Spindle, Sleeper Simulant. Legendary/Exotic Swords Armor: Harrowed War Numens with Crest of Alpha Lupi shaded in Ascendant Plane. Class Item: Mark of the Old Challenge.

Name Katy Race/Gender Awoken/female Class/Subclass night stalker Hunter Description light blue skin ginger hair neon green eyes Bio she was apart of the awoken guard and was a skilled sniper but was killed in the reef wars by a member of the silent fang, later was resurrected by her ghost Weapons Primary ace of spades Secondary Still Peircer Heavy Jolders hammer Armor Helmet -ttk vanguard helmet (bogwild?) Arms- dodged gage Chest- bog wild Boots- bones of eao Class Item Big wild cloak (vanguard)

(my second character.) Name: Tofugu Race: Awoken: Male Class: Hunter: Nightstalker Weapons: He uses the first curse Hand cannon and the still piercer sniper rifle along with a sword. Armor: Dead orbit hunter armor along with a half mask built in with teeth that can open. To allow Tofugu to feed. Bio: Ever since he has been tainted by darkness and inhabited by a spirit of hunger he needs to feed on humans and guardians. Normal food makes him sick. He tries to blend in with normal people but due to the fact that he is under the constant motivation to feed on people... it does not end well. He speaks in a deadpan tone the whole time and is very taunting. He has the ability to power himself up by eating other life forms and to heal any injuries. He has to physically eat them to make this happen. He can also project void spindrels from his body that can stab and snare victims. Class item: A blood soaked cloak. ( pending approval)

[spoiler]Yet another spin on the "friendly Eliksni" idea I like so much. Also, hasn't actually become a Guardian yet, will in the opening.[/spoiler] Name: Adam Weston Race/Gender: male Eliksni Class/Subclass: Titan Defender Description: Young, but well-built, and few scars. Bio: Orphaned as a toddler, he was found at the edge of a settlement know as Haven by a man who he would come to call his father, Zachary Weston. He and his wife, Jocelyn, raised him as their own alongside their own children, Ian, the eldest, and Kayla, the youngest. At first, Adam was hated and feared, due to the town suffering from attacks by House Devils. None of this bothered him, however, and over time, he grew into a great young man whom everyone admired. A hard worker, great hunter, and with a not inconsiderable intellect, he did all that he could to help the town and its people, and mastered many skills along the way. However, his parents never told him his origins, and made sure to keep him away from any raids the Devils made. Of course, he could not stand by forever, and it is here, at the age of 18, that we find him. Weapons: An old, customized hunting rifle, chambered for 7.62mm rounds, with a five-round clip, as well as a custom scope with up to 8x zoom. Armor: A plain green t-shirt (customized for his features) and khakis for now. Class Item: N/A