Indeed, that is much better. I hope you can translate that skill into whatever your planning to do in this role play.
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by The Time Alliance » Tue Jan 14, 2014 2:52 pm

by Pinki3 Pon-3 » Tue Jan 14, 2014 3:12 pm

by Morlodania » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:02 pm
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by Pinki3 Pon-3 » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:06 pm

by Morlodania » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:07 pm
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by Pinki3 Pon-3 » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:08 pm

by Morlodania » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:09 pm
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by Pinki3 Pon-3 » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:11 pm

by Morlodania » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:12 pm
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by Pinki3 Pon-3 » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:14 pm

by Morlodania » Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:16 pm
Pinki3 Pon-3 wrote:Thanks for hug
But, I REALLY need to sleep now. You can drag Frost along with whatever she needs to do with the plan. Cheers *yawn* *faint*
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by The Flutterlands » Wed Jan 15, 2014 5:48 am

by Morlodania » Wed Jan 15, 2014 8:31 am
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by The Flutterlands » Wed Jan 15, 2014 8:36 am

by Morlodania » Wed Jan 15, 2014 8:37 am
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by The Flutterlands » Wed Jan 15, 2014 11:36 am

by Morlodania » Wed Jan 15, 2014 11:38 am
The Flutterlands wrote:I'll be signing off for now. Be back around six...
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~

by Pinki3 Pon-3 » Wed Jan 15, 2014 12:03 pm

by The Republic of Greater Appalachia » Wed Jan 15, 2014 12:14 pm
Pinki3 Pon-3 wrote:Morlodania wrote:You always leave in the middle of the day!
I just got back from scouts . . . Damn that was a busy day! First day of matric =_= soooooooooooooooo many speeches. "You must learn time management or you won't have enough time! Being tired and having a messy desk are signs of bad time management!" Well ya know something? THIS speech is bad time management! You're wasting my time! Anywho, hello everypony, how's life?

by Pinki3 Pon-3 » Wed Jan 15, 2014 12:29 pm
The Republic of Greater Appalachia wrote:Read the IC and tell me.

by The Republic of Greater Appalachia » Wed Jan 15, 2014 1:20 pm

by The Republic of Greater Appalachia » Wed Jan 15, 2014 1:31 pm

by La Bandera Roja » Wed Jan 15, 2014 5:35 pm

by The Flutterlands » Wed Jan 15, 2014 5:37 pm
La Bandera Roja wrote:Name: Dunder Blust
Gender: Male
Karma (Good, Neutral, Evil): Good
Species (earth pony, pegasus, unicorn, Alicorn, griffon, zebra, ghoul variants of all except Alicorn): Pegasus
Special Talent: Bladed weapon combat and cooking
Skills: Marksmanship, bladed weapon and hoof fighting, cooking, commanding small amounts of ponies.
Gear:
- Standard NCR infantry uniform, his helmet has a small red flower.
- Duster trench coat looted from a dead ranger
- Standard service rifle with "asesino" etched onto the side (moderate ammo)
- Revolver (few bullets)
- 1 frag grenade
- 2 stimpacks
- Gasmask
- Machete
- 2 Week's rations
- Saddlebags
Bio: On the eastern coast of Equestria in a moderately sized agrarian village, Dunder Blust was born to a large family under the protection of the NCR. This, of course, meant that every pony needed to pitch in. At late colthood and still not cutie-marked he went into the military as a blank flank. During training, he was especially skilled at knife and hoof fighting on top of helping the understaffed kitchen crew at his base. After preparing a meal for an officer that the officer especially liked, Dunder was given his cutie mark: a machete crossed over a pan.
After training he was sent on his first campaign to the west of the NCR. There he got his first tastes of combat defending against poorly equipped bands of mercenaries or raiders. His time there is where he got his revolver, machete, and trench coat as well as experience fighting while heavily outnumbered and sometimes outgunned. Casualties weren't desperately high, but they were enough so that Dunder saw his share of friends die. In a world of death and decay, he was especially wounded by his fellow soldiers dieing more than anything.
After his time served on the west, he was transferred north, to Seaddle, where he is now. And after a bad expedition to scavenge, he is left alone in Maregaton.
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