Nightkill and G-Tech make an rp (Closed)

[Alleniana]

I don't think he read it. I'm pretty sure he just said, "Yeah, it's accepted, fuck it." I mean, I felt like I rather mangled the Bechuanaland bit...

The quotes look broekn, I don't know why...

[Neo Arcad]

I'm torn between using an anachronistic .455 British Contract M1911, or this period-appropriate beauty, the S&W Model 3, in something a little more comfortable- say, .357 Magnum, another anachronistic feature. Thoughts?

[Alleniana]

I'm torn between using an anachronistic .455 British Contract M1911, or this period-appropriate beauty, the S&W Model 3, in something a little more comfortable- say, .357 Magnum, another anachronistic feature. Thoughts?

Smith and Wesson is boss, methinks.

[Nationstatelandsville]

I'm torn between using an anachronistic .455 British Contract M1911, or this period-appropriate beauty, the S&W Model 3, in something a little more comfortable- say, .357 Magnum, another anachronistic feature. Thoughts?

Gun.

Gun bullet.

Gun.

[Alleniana]

I'm torn between using an anachronistic .455 British Contract M1911, or this period-appropriate beauty, the S&W Model 3, in something a little more comfortable- say, .357 Magnum, another anachronistic feature. Thoughts?

Gun.

Gun bullet.

Gun.

E...?

[Nationstatelandsville]

Gun.

Gun bullet.

Gun.

E...?

My thoughts exactly.

[Alleniana]

E...?

My thoughts exactly.

Oh....kay

More confusing than TET

[Nightkill the Emperor]

My thoughts exactly.

Oh....kay

More confusing than TET

TET is fairly straightforward.

You have a Nazi cunt, then you have a Social Justice Warrior cunt, then you have general cunts discussing how to make more shit.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Oh....kay

More confusing than TET

TET is fairly straightforward.

You have a Nazi cunt, then you have a Social Justice Warrior cunt, then you have general cunts discussing how to make more shit.

Generalites shit out of their cunts?

That explains much.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

TET is fairly straightforward.

You have a Nazi cunt, then you have a Social Justice Warrior cunt, then you have general cunts discussing how to make more shit.

Generalites shit out of their cunts?

That explains much.

I thought it was always fairly obvious.

[Neo Arcad]

Generalites shit out of their cunts?

That explains much.

I thought it was always fairly obvious.

I think the confusion arises from the fact that they spew shit from pretty much every orifice.

[Alleniana]

I thought it was always fairly obvious.

I think the confusion arises from the fact that they spew shit from pretty much every orifice.

Spew implies from mouth though.

Perhaps I should take a few of these quotes and put them in TET

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I think the confusion arises from the fact that they spew shit from pretty much every orifice.

Spew implies from mouth though.

Perhaps I should take a few of these quotes and put them in TET

Oh God no. I don't want some defensive thirteen year old emotional twat trying to tell me that they're all wonderful, intelligent liberal people. That'll just ruin my Diwali.

[Alleniana]

Spew implies from mouth though.

Perhaps I should take a few of these quotes and put them in TET

Oh God no. I don't want some defensive thirteen year old emotional twat trying to tell me that they're all wonderful, intelligent liberal people. That'll just ruin my Diwali.

Diwali?

Also, I am 14. Don't diss >.>

[Nationstatelandsville]

Spew implies from mouth though.

Perhaps I should take a few of these quotes and put them in TET

Oh God no. I don't want some defensive thirteen year old emotional twat trying to tell me that they're all wonderful, intelligent liberal people. That'll just ruin my Diwali.

Yeah, Khan has to go light shit on fire because "lights".

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Oh God no. I don't want some defensive thirteen year old emotional twat trying to tell me that they're all wonderful, intelligent liberal people. That'll just ruin my Diwali.

Diwali?

Also, I am 14. Don't diss >.>

I only said thirteen because that's the minimum age.

In truth, I think they're all seven, but that'd be an insult to seven year olds.

Diwali is the Hindu festival of lights.

[Alleniana]

Diwali?

Also, I am 14. Don't diss >.>

I only said thirteen because that's the minimum age.

In truth, I think they're all seven, but that'd be an insult to seven year olds.

Diwali is the Hindu festival of lights.

Oh, ok.

Ah, I see. Do you live in India?

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I only said thirteen because that's the minimum age.

In truth, I think they're all seven, but that'd be an insult to seven year olds.

Diwali is the Hindu festival of lights.

Oh, ok.

Ah, I see. Do you live in India?

Yes.

Which is why my schedule is...interesting.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Oh, ok.

Ah, I see. Do you live in India?

Yes.

Which is why my schedule is...interesting.

He must set four hours aside each day for elephant-taming.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Yes.

Which is why my schedule is...interesting.

He must set four hours aside each day for elephant-taming.

Coincidentally, I sleep an average of four hours a day.

[Alleniana]

He must set four hours aside each day for elephant-taming.

Coincidentally, I sleep an average of four hours a day.

I think I might shit about 4 hours a week.

[Neo Arcad]

He must set four hours aside each day for elephant-taming.

Coincidentally, I sleep an average of four hours a day.

And that is why, every year, India submits a generally-ignored proposal to add somnambulistic elephantmancy to the Olympics.

[Alleniana]

Coincidentally, I sleep an average of four hours a day.

And that is why, every year, India submits a generally-ignored proposal to add somnambulistic elephantmancy to the Olympics.

[Norvenia]

As the only actual Calvinist here (and even I only half-qualify), I can testify that there are more Calvinist characters involved in this one RP than I have seen in all other NS RPs put together for as long as I've been on the site.

Calvinism = predestination = I only kill people because it's God's prefabricated plan = it's okay to kill people.

Ergo, it's the chosen religion of the mercenary and the cutthroat.

This is surprisingly not completely different from some of the actual reasons why I am a Calvinist.

[Manahakatouki]

Ah, I apologize. Yesterday I was wearing a silly robe and throwing a graduation hat in the air...

Name: Lucien Marcoux

Age:: 36

Ethnicity: French Canadian

Sexual orientation: Self described straight, though his flamboyant nature and deep rooted male chauvinism may imply other directions of interest...

Religion: Roman Catholic upbringing

Languages: Fluent French and English

Appearance: Lucien appears to be the essential wolf in sheep's clothing, a meek looking figure with a crooked smile and a slicked back mess of black hair on his head. His eyes appear deep and aged, but on a dime, they can turn and seem jovial and light. He has attractive young features, including a sharp roman nose and a skinny face, but a small line of upper lip hair adds some years to his young face.

Personality: Lucien's appearances lie with every innocent smile and every kind deed. He's a masterful monster in every regard. Prideful but clever, hateful but genuine, you know his kind as that of the generous asshole. He smiles brightly at situations, and his voice waves at the higher end of the spectrum as he explains how he wants to stab you in the stomach. He's a character of apparent class, though this is only a wish and not an ingrained trait his scumbag past shining through with his slang and lack of true table manners. He's a male chauvinistic pig, despising women who strive for greatness. You could call him repressing homosexual feelings or whatever, but believe it when his high nosed face looks down upon every one of the other gender.

History: Though he exudes a flair of arrogance often seen with the rich and the fancy, Lucien was the 3rd child of a 7 person family who lived in lower middle class conditions of Montreal. Lucien remembers sweet days of happiness and brief monetary strife, all so very boring to adventure book reading child. As most criminals were, Mr. Marcoux was the worst of students, a shit disturber who refused to learn like other class mates. He would threaten, scream, and usually fight to get his way. His teeth would flash, and in an instance, he would push his enemy into the corner with him and kick and bite to victory. His bouts of violence threatened to have him expelled, and after a final incident with a certain switch blade cutting another student's chest, Lucien was rightfully removed from the education system. Lucien could have been a doctor with his intellect, the teachers would remorse, as they wiped his name from the chalk board with a grin. His cold but even showed through to his family, who warned of boarding schools and other false threats their money couldn't afford. His furious engagements with his father, the aged pugilist "Le Loup Diable" over the treatment of his younger brother and himself forced a bloody nosed and broken jawed Lucien to depart from family matters.

Shedding his family life from his being, the small time crook and bully became involved with local crime groups as a young man, and specialized as a crime soldier and hitman. Often he would make trips smuggling whisky from Canadian borders to the states, where his connections began to grow. He ran a front of a flower shop (Fleur de Lucien) like his father, which had a record for being burned down more times than the black families' home. Enemies prevalent indeed. But alas, how Lucien did dream of better achievements. Of being rich and famous among the stars of the world. And like all good stories, his dreams did come true. His rise and notoriety put him above that of the mere gang killings, and Lucien gained the high life he always dreamed about; killing wealthy politicians for wealthy politicians. For enormous wads of l'argent, was the prospect of being a threat for political figures. The queen chess piece of the low life, his very fine accuracy with a revolver and ruthless intellect caused headlines to say nothing, because he wasn't no Bonnie or Clyde or nothing. However, behind the scenes, he fared quite well, enough for him to have had the opportunity to hear about the wonderful world of South Africa with the Company, where war and conflict was a morning breath of air. As a man who was born to conflict, raised in conflict, and strives for conflict, he was going to enjoy this foreign land of death.

RP Sample I'm apparently being vouched for, but if you're not convinced, I can make a paragraph...