Posts by Radkin_Blade

  • In Character thread: Mountains, dead ahead!

    *Shortly after he woke up he decided he'd go to the roof to check out the scenery, as he gets to the top he notices someone familiar... and just before he jumped he had realized too late who it was...*

    Excuse me, sir?

    Yes?

    Could I use a pair of your snowboards please?

    Why certainly!

    Thanks!
    *He said that as he ran and jumped off the edge... he was now chasing the familiar figure, and having fun in doing so*

    This is actually pretty sweet!
    *He thought as he chased the person*

  • In Character thread: Mountains, dead ahead!

    *Radkin had arrived by boat and had to climb the mountain a ways, didn't take him long though, then he encountered the resort along the peak*
    Well, guess I might as well go into the resort to see if there are still any rooms left open?
    *As he walks in, he see many unfamiliar faces, he walks to the counter*
    Excuse me, Miss?

    ... Yes?

    Are there any rooms open?

    Why, yes there are.
    *She points to where he needs to go*

    Thank you.
    *He goes to his room and sits on his bed, and shortly lies down and falls asleep*

  • Radkin Blade

    Sorry about this, but I can't update the original character, so please forgive me. xD

    Name:Radkin Blade

    Age:24

    Race:human

    Sex:male

    Hair:brown(but wears a hood with what looks like a golden eagle on the back)

    Eyes:green(but wears an eye mask)

    Weight:170 lbs.

    height: about 5' 9"

    theme song(s):YouTube - DBZ - Blow Me Away

    Weapons:Two 60 cal. side arms(enforcers)and a lightning katana that can deliver a 4,000 volt shock to its enemies. The charge can take up to 1 minute or more if hes weakened, up to 45 seconds if hes not injured, depending on his condition.
    x2

    Armour:All Radkin has is leather Armour, leather shoulder plates that look like yellow hawks, thigh pads, and leather grieves.

    Strengths: He's accurate with his firearms, and is efficient with his sword when enemies get in close range.

    Weaknesses: He's a regular Human, who only wears leather armor. It allows him to move quickly, but doesn't offer outstanding protection.

    Skills/magic: The quick draw. Whether it's his guns or his sword, he can go from pulling them out to aiming in less than two seconds. His reflexes are also better than most Humans.

    Appearance: see above Armour

    Personality: He is aggressive when fighting, as he likes to fight enemies. However, he doesn't show as much aggression towards friends. He loves to be in the thick of battle, but also helping his friends and making sure everyone gets out OK.

    Background: Radkin had grown up in the smithing town of B'hatdvi, known locally for its large population consisting of warriors and smiths, Radkin was late to follow is the path line, enjoying to focus more on the dexterous tasks he set himself rather then the brute force his town was renowned for. Later into his teenage years, he had finally taken to the sword, and under immense training through his father and sparring with his younger brother, became quickly accustomed to using his sword like an additional limb on his body.
    Although his advances in the use of a sword was incredible, he still lacked the same brunt force that almost every opponent had against him, unfortunately for him the ways he had been taught in how to use this deadly limb with only brunt force, so he occluded to practice with himself and any inanimate object he could find to try more complex and slight of hand tricks.
    The tax of blood and sweat payed of at his next practice match. He was challenged by Marson, although not one of the highest ranking throughout his town, he knew if he beat him it would propose to people that he might be more of a threat than people originally thought.
    As this was only a town friendly, only wooden swords were allowed, so neither competitor could fatally wound their combatant.
    As Marson entered the temporary arena, he gloated to all the crowd how easily a match this would be, and was even contemplating to fight with an arm behind his back, and he agreed to do so as numbers bets stating that he would win with even with only one arm came through rapidly. As the match started the bets soon had to be payed back, as within five seconds Radkin had already forced his opponent to duel wield his sword, his speed and dexterity with the sword was so unlike any other fighter that was in the surrounding area, his immense speed also brought a few gasps out of the crowd. Even if Manson had an obvious strength advantage, with bulging biceps and calf's, it was impossible to block of all of Radkin's constant and numerous blows. He felt like three people were simultaneously bombarding him, rather then one. It wasn't long until Radkin's foreign offense had demolished his enemy.
    A moment of silence followed by a cacophony of cheer from the gathered crowds brought a sarcastic smile to Radkin, the public had always approved of an underdog winning. As soon as he was allowed by the crowds, he decided to tell his parents of his friendly battle, and just as he had hoped, his parents were exhilarated by their first son's late victory, and his father seemed to have a few accidental "winnings" of it, his eagerness to find out what he had earned were obviously creeping into his features, and what he saw stunned him as much as he did upon the crowd yet minuets before.
    A large curved katana and two awkwardly shaped objects was his newfound property. Radkin knew how to use this brilliantly designed sword, but he decided to ask what these two other items were.
    "ah of course" his father began, "these two jewels will probably seem very foreign to you, as no one is generally allowed to waggle 'em around in public. Very dangerous weapons these."
    his son's first instinct on this was that they were some sort of blunt clubs filled with the magic these smiths could infuse into them, although that was not the case, as he was told when he was expecting the wooden panel in front of them to burst into flames, or a manner of other mystical things.
    "no no, you don't use them like that. They are projectile weapons." information his father passed onto him.
    "so were are the projectiles to use?" Radkin said, surprised that his father would let him loose on something like this, and not worry to see his son shoot himself in the foot.
    "The environment is your projectile. Here let me show you this, pass me that."
    The old man proceeded to flip up what seemed to be an extra compartment into the weapon, and there stood alone was a small hollow cylinder, supported by metal beams.
    "you can use this to make "bullets" to fit in here." he opened another part of the object "here, try it with this piece of wood, put it that first part, no make sure its straight, thats it, now put it down that second part. Thats called a barrel." After some failed attempts a smallish lecture occurred to teach Radkin about this new weapon.

    Now some years later, after practicing with this gun as much as his sword, and in the varying techniques he did, he is known well throughout the local region as an expert marksman and sword wielder, and at such a young age. Although he knows within himself that there will be much more challenging opponents, even some taking on his style of fighting outside of his region, and has proceeded further out of his homelands in such of his own propriety and wealth in somewhere foreign, and even to make tavern stories of old about a Warriors and Smithies town up north.

    And here's the picture of what he looks like...

  • The Lyrics Thread

    ^ That and...

    Quote from Radkin

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSAyTEa1MNA
    Great song! ;)

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