Borderlands RP

[Farewell]

If you know the game then come and join if not don't join simple as that. This is also mixed with all the games so don't get worried.
RULES
•one character
•no powers
•have fun I guess *shrug*

Name: Zaida Tsuki

Age: 19

Height: 6.2

Weight: 125

Species: southern/northern sergal

Sex: female

Personality/ about: wanted dead or alive, quiet, loner, bossy, sarcastic, can be serious when needed, trustworthy, mysterious, creative, not that kind, stubborn, a bit cocky

Appearance: you all know. So I don't need to explain

Backstory: being abandon when she was young she was never told from right and wrong, adopted by bandits well more like forced she was abused and and was forced to do their dirty work. she stole, killed, and did many sinful things. She has no problem with getting the job done, but sometimes remembering her horrible past can make her regret many things.

Clothing: has a hood making her eyes glow bright neon Aqua, and a black mask respirator.

[Cifero Windtail]

(.... We made this already. O-o Oh well, I'll just go grab my previous character sheet and put it here.)

[Farewell]

(No it's gone... I think, I looked unless I missed it 0-0 then I'm a retard but whatever, let's restart)

[SadDubwool]

Name:Jason Acilius


Age:20


Height:6,7


Weight:130


Species:Border Collie


Sex:Male


Personality:Everyman,Energetic,A bit mouthy,sarcastic


Appearence:Muscular but thin build with sloped shoulders,his eyes are hazel and his colouring is a light cream


Backstory:He was born in the desert,his mother and father thrown out of the citys,they died in the wasteland he needed to use his survival skills to live in a barren  wasteland,eventually becoming a merchant,keeping his memories repressed


Clothing:Base t-shirt and cargo pants with a duster and hood,including a cloth garb and scarf to keep the sand off his clothes

[Cifero Windtail]

(.... well. This complicates things. I'll work on recreating things, but I'll play Claptrap again gladly if you'd like me to.)

[Farewell]

(Claptrap is pretty awesome, so yes you may play as him, also at some points you guys could add bandits and such for us to kill I'll just start now cuz why not)
Zaida huffed walking around dead sands. "Damn heat, hate it" she huffed mumbling quietly as she kept a sharp eye out.

[SadDubwool]

*Jason trudge across dead sands,as sand pelts his clothes*

[Farewell]

Zaida laid down seeing a group of bandits. She held her gnn volcano aiming as she hummed riverside luckily with a silencer she shot head by head watching them each fall to the ground spilling blood.

[Rayleonarde]

Name: Rayleonarde Black

Age: 19

Height: Unspecified/Not Available - Appears ~200 lbs.

Weight: Unspecified/Not Available - Appears about 6' 3''

Species: Raccoon

Sex: Unspecified/Not Available - Appears male.

Wanted (Dead or Alive) : Four charges of aggravated assault, two charges of weapons smuggling, two charges of illicit weapons manufacturing, one charge of manslaughter.

Appearance: Indistinguishable - Purple coloration has been sighted and confirmed, upon the arms and legs.

Backstory: Ray was, at a young age, left to wander the wastes, with nothing more than an old Jakob's rifle, and a knife. His isolation made him wary of civilized peoples, but not aggressive. However, he had been treated like an animal when he arrived at Sanctuary, and was exiled for the deaths of several individuals. Ray now wanders the waste, hoping to become more civilized, so that he may integrate himself into society.

Clothing: Heavy cloak, hooded. A mask of scrap metal obscures his face, bandage wraps cover his arms and feet.

Personality: Quiet, nervous, easily startled/easily roused into anger.

[Farewell]

The bodies glew making smile spread one Zaida's face. "I love my job" she stood walking over to gather what she would find

[Rayleonarde]

Ray knelt on a hill nearby, watching Zaida from a rifle scope. He didn't plan on shooting her, more so wishing to pick over what she left.

[Farewell]

Zaida having many experiences just smiled under her hood and respirator. "Marco!" She pulled a pistol.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray continued to watch Zaida, immobile. His coat caught the wind, and flapped lightly in the breeze.

[Farewell]

"I said Marco..." Her eyes glowed as she looked around while kicking the corpses of the dead bandits.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray remained silent, as he moved from his position on the hill.