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Grit
Tall, bulky and wrapped in a red Warflex Combat suit with gray detailing. There is no visible skin or identifying structures to give hint of gender. The face mask covers all features, the Necrodermis metal meshing together almost seamlessly.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by RolePlayGateway
Description
Large, military style armor. The figure looks as though it belongs on a battlefield, out of place inside the city. No visible skin, or body structure to tell you if it's male or female. (( The Picture below accurately portrays the armor style, however, Grit does NOT have a gun-arm or a large cannon mounted on it's back. I also would like to point out that this picture was NOT drawn by me, and was in fact drawn by Flyingdebris from DeviantArt.com ))
Personality
A complete blank slate. It seems to only state fact and has no personal opinion about a situation past the logical course of action.
Equipment
A large 12 inch combat knife, 50cal pistol, and 2 gauge combat shotgun. There are ammunition clips for both primary and secondary attached to various parts of the Combat Suit. Also carries a tool-kit on the suit’s belt.
History
Grew inside a test-tube, Grit is a genetically altered human. It was bread for battle and christened in fire. Selected as a prime candidate to test new inter-demential warp travel, Grit was sent into a man-made worm hole. Something, of course, went wrong and it can no longer contact it's superiors or receive any new orders.
So begins...
Grit's Story
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Glances up from his sitting position in one corner of the bar, its cold metal eyes whirling with the familiar yet somehow disturbing sound of grinding gears. Calmly the figure rises and walks over to the human who so suddenly decided to appear. Its voice is cold, hollow, and gives no hint of gender or if the suit encased figure is even alive. "Are you injured?" A suited hand grasps the person's shirt, trying to resuscitate some form of consciousness.
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Kneeling down, the thing eyed him. "There is no 'Borboun' here to my knowledge, you must be in shock." It's head turned slowly, smooth metal meshing together with hardly any noise besides the constant him of grinding gears and ticking machinery. "Don't try to get up. Your safe here, for the moment."
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There was a slight hissing from the creature's mask as it remained motionless for moments, letting the foreigner acclimatize to his new surroundings. "I can assure you there is no Borboun here. There are mutants here. Not many however. As for where you are..." The suited humanoid stood up in a smooth motion and offered the confused man a hand "It would be hard to explain without a reference point. Right now you are in Gambit's, a bar, contained within a City."
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*feels a slight tremor of energy*
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Aneres Coreveon wasn't dressed as obscurely as she would have liked to believe. The shimmering white kimono-style overlayer embroidered with golden moons down the sleeves, the long-hemmed fringe coming to rest just above the hemline of golden bell-bottoms. Beneath was a plain white top. A golden chain poked out from the collar but the rest of it was tucked beneath the shirt.
There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.
Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.
"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.
There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.
Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.
"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.
"Bristol, very nice to meet you," Aneres extended her own hand and delicately gripped his. She frowned upon hearing that he didn't know what it was either.
"I am Aneres, as I prefer to be called," She regally addressed Bristol with a smile, "Princess of Aurealas. A pleasure to meet you. Is that what brings you here? Looking for the source of the disturbance? I will admit I haven't felt it anywhere else but here."
One of her Over's coughed. She rolled her eyes. They were always concerned she would reveal too much. Aneres had yet to do so.
"I am Aneres, as I prefer to be called," She regally addressed Bristol with a smile, "Princess of Aurealas. A pleasure to meet you. Is that what brings you here? Looking for the source of the disturbance? I will admit I haven't felt it anywhere else but here."
One of her Over's coughed. She rolled her eyes. They were always concerned she would reveal too much. Aneres had yet to do so.
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Ha. That's my problem too. Where you tryna get to?
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Ha. See you, man. I gotta go somewhere.
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