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Discussion in 'Pandora Town' started by The Iron Bull, Oct 5, 2017.

  1. The Iron Bull

    The Iron Bull Dragon Age

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    59
    Occupation:
    Whatever you want it to be baby.
    Location:
    Your bed, the floor, and against the window
    Race:
    Qunari
    Age:
    Like a fine Ferelden Wine
    Alignment:
    Chaotic Good
    September 7th

    It had been weeks since he'd lost his hand, they'd taken basically his whole hand and most of his forearm so Bull was not about to let them leave him a neutered pup. He went all around talking with dwarven clocksmiths some blacksmiths, metallurgists, and machinist sorcerers to get himself a new hand made out of some special materials. The gears were powered by a captured cave spirit, apparently the spirit had been tricking miners into caves it would then collapse on top of them so he didn't feel that morally tested about it, the struggles of the spirit powered the gears which while turned somehow connected to Iron Bull's soul and mind and could be moved like a normal flesh and blood hand. The mechanical hand was shining brass like material, a special blend made by something called the Dwemer, it could take high levels of heat and moved pretty fluidly, it was about the same size as his other massive hand if a bit bigger. And his favorite part was his little secret, with just a thought the hand swung down at the wrist and revealed the barrel of a muzzle loaded cannon. And after a week or two of getting used to the hand he set out on the streets again. Ready for a good day on the street.

    He was dressed as casual as a man like him could be dressed, a pair of striped pants as usual, a leather harness, no guns or his axe and his eyepatch. He walked around the streets of Pandora town and went bar hopping. The latest one he was in was packed, people all over and he was leaning against the bar and sipped the drink he had in his hand, looking around at everyone in the bar and checking for someone who caught his eye. He'd been out of the game for a while and was pretty high strung so just a bit of flirting would go a long way.
     
  2. Caulifla

    Caulifla Dragon Ball

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    Gender:
    Female
    Race:
    Saiyan
    Age:
    16
    Alignment:
    Chaotic Good
    Exploration wasn’t exactly something that Saiyans were good at. Fighting on the other hand was a different story, now Caulifla finds herself wondering the streets of the capital city, as she sought anyway to stop her boredom. At the present moment in time, she spent several hours looking around the city, while trying to find something at least to keep her occupied, but nothing had been found just yet. All the young Saiyan could do was simply listen to gossip or rumours regarding trouble, but sadly she simply kept coming up short as so far nothing had appealed to her curiosity. Soon though something did make her finally focus a little, for just north of her position was a really big guy that had horns sitting on top of his head. Out of most of the people she had seen so far, this brute seemed to be the only one that seemed to stick out…Could this guy be what she had been looking for?

    After agreeing to join the tournament back in her world, she looked forward to a great fight. The only difference was that this special event was for all universes, and thus there were bound to be different kinds of alien like races. This big muscular guy could very well be a fighter! With this in mind she began to get excited as she could feel her Saiyan blood boil, in her usual way she called out to the big guy while folding her arms in front of her chest.

    “Hey! Old man! Can you fight?”
     
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  3. The Iron Bull

    The Iron Bull Dragon Age

    Posts:
    59
    Occupation:
    Whatever you want it to be baby.
    Location:
    Your bed, the floor, and against the window
    Race:
    Qunari
    Age:
    Like a fine Ferelden Wine
    Alignment:
    Chaotic Good
    Bull was listening to someone tell a story, sipping on a beer when someone said the cardinal sin when it came to addressing him. Old Man, Bull was technically old but there was no real signs of it on him that he knew of. Though that could have been just a little bit of vanity on his part. his eyebrow raised and his head jerked to the side at the term. He looked over to the girl who'd said that which one, looked like she was way too young to be in a bar and two looked way too young to be calling him out for a fight. He rolled his neck and and handed the beer to the guy telling him the story. "Hold my beer. Hold it for a sec." He stepped over to the girl, rolling his shoulder and trying to keep a straight face without showing how much she had gotten under his skin in just a few moments. "Old man...old. Man. Alright...alright old man that's what you're gonna choose." He looked down at her and held up a finger, pointing it right at her face. If she wanted to fight an old man he'd give her an old man.

    "Listen here kid I'm gonna choose to ignore that part because you do not want to get me angry so do not call me an old man." He poked her nose with his mechanical hands and growled a little. "Because I've taken on freaking demons and magisters."
     
  4. Caulifla

    Caulifla Dragon Ball

    Posts:
    27
    Gender:
    Female
    Race:
    Saiyan
    Age:
    16
    Alignment:
    Chaotic Good
    Saiyans never backed down from a challenge. It didn’t matter who or what would face them in battle, whether it was a strong fighter or even the might and power of a deity, to them it was a change to fight an exhilarating battle and become more powerful then before. Caulifla desired the same thing, the chance to fight strong opponents and train to become stronger then she was, so here she was standing before a humanoid who looked incredibly strong. The muscles on this creature made it look like his was chiselled out of the hardest substance known to man, but despite his towering presence, the girl didn’t even flinch when he angrily replied. Things wouldn’t look good if a large but muscular man was staring at a little girl with a look which could very much kill you, but the Saiyan girl couldn’t help but smirk at the creature’s words as she said.

    “Ha…Demons and Magisters huh? So what! They’re nothing compared to my protégée. Seriously old man, can you fight or not? If you can then prove it!