>>53926988
>Spiteful, giant-hating hypocrite and a bully. Good thing he is so small - like a little terrier whose barking everyone tolerates as harmless and cute.

>>53926988
> She rages and struggles and spits at the gods, but not even she knows the reason she still fights.

>>53926988
>Deep down he's afraid of everything. He hides behind indifference.

>>53926988
>He hides his true face behind a mask, fearful of what will become if he is to remove it.

>>53926988
>His mind bears a great pain.
>He knows he cannot sire a child. He would pass on his curse to them.
>He seeks to hide his powers from his comrades. They don't know he triggered the ganger's gun jam with his mind.
>A good heart. But desperate and cornered.

>He longs to die in battle and join his God. But can't bare to say goodbye to those he's grown to love.

>He wishes to get out of the outlaw life, for the sake of a lover. One last job. That is all it will take. So close.

>>53926988
>He is paralysed by his fear of death. The cults, the plots, the murders and atrocities, all attempts to gain some form of unending life.

>>53926988
>He spent so much of his life broken, pressed under the thumb of someone he despised. Here, now, he is more free than he has ever felt before.

>He has no idea what to do with his freedom. He spends it righting wrongs and helping those around him, but there is an anger deep inside him. One that frightens me.

>I feel his anger, nearly palpable, ebbing and flowing like the tide. Swelling when he thinks of his old life, breaking when he's reminded of his new.

>Were that anger unleashed, it would change the world. He believes that he would try to change it for the better, but he has so little control over it...

> His dreams are huge and simple. Just like him.

>he endures so much for those he loves, So much that he forsakes his crusade and Dame's himself for those who could care less.

>>53926988

neutral necromancer
>he seems like he doesn't care but he cares more about his friends than his corpses.

>beware the quiet ones, for they are often the most dangerous

khornate berserker who is mindfucked into thinking he's a loyalist

>dull though he is, his loyalty is greater than that of most commissars

>if you want answers from this one, ask less than 5 words

>I sense two minds in this one, a hunger for the blood of his foes screaming and rage filled. another is cold calculating and follows his friends into the depths of the warp.

my paladin
>some men have to make the hard choices, and I dare not speak of his past

>few dare cross his blade, fewer still insult his friends

>don't make me look into his memories, it is unnerving

>>53926988
>Dark Fantasy Homebrew
He associates with evil, but at his heart he just wants to be safe

>Post-Apoc homebrew
He is without aim, ripped out of his previous life and without any idea of who he could possibly become

>Shadowrun
He is unsure of his allies, whether they would accept him. The only person he cares for doesn't remember him.

>>53926988

>A past she never experienced defines her; a future she can never understand guides her. One day, she will be forced to see the present for what it is.
>Rage and blood and hate and fear... and, deep down, guttered out, a single spark of hope--and she dares to let it grow again.
>Her family were warriors and geniuses. Ultimately, she is neither, but her stubbornness is a strength all it's own.
>She left it all behind for a family she claims to love. Why, then, did she not deign to suffer beside them?
>There's nothing behind those eyes. No soul, no empathy. A monster seeking perfection, nothing more.
>He runs from his family, even though they love him, because to him, love is more smothering than the deepest sea.
>Scars and sadness covered in rage and bravado. She only does not fear because that would be her death.
>Old grudges and ancient oaths. She claims to seek justice; but all she sees is blood.
>What was she? What is she? She remembers nothing before the cold; but the swords are comfortable in her grip regardless.
>He and his partner might be the only people left of their home. He lives each day praying that he can hear his daughter's laughter again.
>Faith and Family; from both, Justice. But what is Justice when one tries to force her to abandon the other?

>So terrified of death, but so arrogant. Pathetic.

>While they mourn for the dead, all she can think on is how fresh their body is.
>Sutured skin, iron rivets, fused muscle; She runs through the process in her mind, again and again.

>He does it for the lulz.

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>Behind kind words and a friendly face hides a treacherous mind hatching rotten schemes.
>She calls herself the Great Healer. She deserves a different name - the Great Liar and a False Friend.
>It was for her family, at first. Then - for the glory of God. I don't know what reason she'll find next.

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>>53927440
Ow the edge.

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>>53926988
Character 1
>She used to sleep in that alley. One day, she picked the right pocket, and the old master was so impressed that he took her in.
>The only thing she hates more than the nobility are the gods who allow them to rule.
>She believes she is invincible. She will be devastated to discover she is not.

Character 2
>He has a flair for theatrics and a love for the dramatic. It will be his undoing.
>His ghost is no ghost at all, but a part of him. When it feels pain, so does he.
>In his homeland, he is seen as a deviant and a degenerate. Here among the thieves and mercenaries, he can love who he wants.

Character 3
>He has lived far too long. No man should have to watch their great-grandchild succumb to age.
>He works metal in imitation of the divine, crafting as the gods once did.
>He despises the city and misses his mountain. The cougars and bears are more interesting company than any man or woman.

>He knows his other self well. It spoke to him: 'I am thou, thou art I.' This one is well-intentioned, but dangerous. Tread lightly.

A character for my upcoming KSBD game.

>They call him a hero but he knows he only leaves death in his wake.
>He would give it all for a chance to walk away.
>Being blind and not being able to see are distinctly different.

>He embraces the source of life in a quest to devour the immortal dead. His soul is filled with wriggling things.

>>53927683
witch? the paladin is war. and this is an empress she is not going to want to look at the horrors of war.

the khornate was made so by my team [arse holes]

and the necromancer is not edgy

>He worships the God-Emperor, but barely hides his scorn for the clergy.
>Secretly, he loves to burn priests the most. If the shepherd could be trusted, then he would not be needed.

>>53927749
>t. twisted fucking psychopath

>>53926988

>he wears the name of one long dead, grasping at the fading memories of who he once was even as he carves a bloody swathe through the fathomless depths to the abyss itself

>Today, he uses his darker powers to fight evil. Someday it will rip its way out of him, and find a new host.

>He promises his wife he'll retire and become a gentleman soon. He knows he'll die at sea.
>He hoards secrets like currency, to buy and sell mens' lives and souls
>Such sights he's seen!
>He can no longer look into a mirror without flinching
>Blood and salt: He will never escape the twin scents.
>He searches for something even he cannot name. It will find him, first.

>>53926988
>She used him for her own ends, manipulating him into debasing his very blood. He does not know whether to thank her or to murder her.
>He thinks back to his life on the farm often. He could go back, but he knows he would never stay.

>>53926988

>he had a brother once.

>he runs into the fires.

>he will fall, and none will remember him.

>He is known as hard and ruthless. His daughter's laugh can melt his resolve like wax.
>His wife no longer loves him. He no longer cares.
>He hates ships. Solid ground has never taken him places he did not want to go.

>His clarity of purpose is unsettling. He walks a dark path, but regrets nothing that he does.

>Once he was a shipwright, then a soldier. Now he is a champion of his king.

>The empire slides into anarchy and civil war. He will set it right.

>He constantly seeks to leave the shadow of a man he's deified - little does he know he's long since left it and shines brighter than that man ever could.

>Practically perfect in every way.

>>53928204
that's a bit sue-ish

>He masquerades as a beggar. Truly, he is the most accomplished killer in the city. The night belongs to him.
>They call him the Ragged Man. The city watch haven't caught him, and the nobility fear and respect him in equal measure.
>He treats his apprentice as if she were his daughter. She worships the ground he walks on, and he teaches all he knows. Someday she will take his place as he passes.

this is the most tips fedora thread I've seen in a while

>>53926988
>He hates the poor without realizing that he himself is poor.

>The self-control he displays is frightening. Every breath calculated, every motion deliberated on in private. This man is not human.

>>53926988
>He kills, steals, risks horrific death in some dungeon and for what? So he can continue running from his responsibilities.

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>>53928592
Demon the Decent?

>Broken at a young age, he fixed himself with what shattered him. Now he's more magic then man.

>>53926988
>He'd give his own life to help another; not for their sake, but to spit in the face of those who would turn away.

>>53928771
dis nigga gets it.

She desires fame for something she is not. Her anger should be directed at a mirror.

>>53928898
Love that game. To bad the cofd thread gone to shit.

>He thought he lost everything, but now he realizes what he lost in the rage that followed.

>Grief and guilt are what drives him now and he is blind to his own noble heart.

>>53928225
Nah, just Mary-ish.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXn3r5plloI

>Flashes of light and an easy smile hide quick fingers and a lack of purpose.
>His soul is shattered, his mind a ruin. This man barely knows his name, much less himself.
>He sings the praises of his gods, but in his heart he knows that to a god, a man is an insect, easily trodden underfoot.
>He bears a ring in his breast pocket, everywhere he goes. It was the property of his love, once. Before he was forced to bury her.
>He is afraid of his own power, yet craves to use it. A budding Icarus.
>Every step he takes is placed with care. Every breath is carefully calculated, for he has so few of each remaining.

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>>53926988
>5e Half Elf Bard-Paladin
He's a Joker.
>Dark Heresy Elysian Guardsman
He's a smoker.
>Shadowrun Cyberdoctor
He's a midnight toker
>Halfling Cavalier
He don' wanna hurt no one

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>He's lost, alone and afraid, but these feelings are alien to him. His mountain of a soul may turn into a volcano at any moment.

The heart was such a fun item in the game.

>>53927481
Literally every single one of those reads like tragic mary sue woe is me bullshit. Neck yourself.

>The voices don't stop unless he hides away. Even then, they come for him.
>He heals peoples' ills, away from the church. The darker alleys are home, and in them he finds comfort from aiding the sick and wounded.
>His leg rots beneath him. He seeks a way to cure it, in quiet agony. The decay has spread to his calf now.

>He is so afraid. His enemies are powerful, and he doesn't know what atrocities they plan, what forces they are moving against him. He dreams of ruin, but when morning comes says nothing of it to anyone.

>>53926988
>A rabid dog trying to be a good guardian and champion. Inside he still lusts for nothing but bloodshed.

>his lust for life, women and glory has drawn him into a quest he can't hope to finish
>though he enjoys the company he keeps he's terrified they'll stab him in the back sooner or later
>he almost misses the family noodle cart

>He makes meals from the dead, and jewels from their bones. The disgust from his allies confuses him.

>He fears that he will lose his friends like he lost his tribe. He throws himself before arrows to save them.

>His rage and fury spill blood by the oceanful.

>But in the end, he is barely a man, more child than warrior. He hopes that he can go back to happier times, when all of this is over.

>>53926988
A madman, convinced that he alone is sane. He loves only his creations, and knows they would devour him in an instant.

>>53926988
>A fool, gifted with more power than he can use, and more responsibility than he can handle. When it finally burns him out, no one will mourn.

Paladin:
> Terrible loss, and a terrible loyalty. This man would die for a stranger.
> A sword. A plow. A sword once more. His hands were meant for killing, not farming.
> Flames. A woman's screams, then nothing. He is untouched by the fire, but it burns him even now.
> He is driven by grief and guilt. A good man, burdened by an old mistake.
> The sword on his back is meant for her. The dagger at his hip is meant for him.
> I can see nothing more of this man.

Bard:
> When he speaks with a smile, you know he is lying.
> He is smarter than he lets on. Smarter than even he thinks. One day his cleverness will get him killed.
> He believes himself destined for great things. If only he could see what I see.
> This one is capable of great violence and great passion. He can kiss and kill with equal comfort.
> The girls of the Red Quarter know him by name. The boys at the docks know him by another.
> He knows I am listening. I will tell you no more.

Fighter:
> Death follows him. He thrives on it, and it disgusts him. An unwilling child of murder.
> This one wears faces like the rings of a tree. At their center, a sickness. A hunger.
> His first instinct is to kill. See how his sword hand twitches.
> I see a priest, hands bloody from sacrifice. He earns glory in his dark god's eyes.
> He was not the first, but he may well be the last.
> His future is shrouded from me.

I like how this thread is just a bunch of people trying their best to make their characters look unique and interesting but in the end everybody realises people don't really like or care about any of them.

>>53926988
>She regrets nothing of the war, as war is all she ever knew.

>>53926988
Orgasmo, the self proclaimed king of the wastes: Its a monster wearing an ill fitting human suit, led only by it base desires and endless ego. But under it all, there's a tragedy written in blood and tears (insane, obese cannibal that is bigger than the average super mutant)

Jack Bander: The smiling mask hides a guilt, and rage filled wretch, desperate to atone for crimes imagined and perhaps real. He thinks that he can save everyone, even if it means giving up himself (Ogre warlord stole his sister because he tried to kill him as a kid, lost his arm to said ogre, killed retarded ogrekin in a blind rage because they were working for said ogre, Said ogre is also now trying to kill civilization with a dead, hungry god that is currently eating the world)

And that's how I chaotic evil and Lawful good respectfully

>>53930307
Hey, just like the game. Also, if you're not having fun, don't open the thread, faggot.

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>He is not perfect. He knows this, and it eats away at him every day.
>Someday he will meet an end as decay and rust take their toll.
>He was made to be cheap labor. Now he seeks purpose for this existence, and carries a resolve that would move mountains had he the means.

>>53926988
>A real piece of shit. But his mom loves him, I guess.

>He hopes that someday he will find the family that abandoned him, but knows they are gone.
>He boasts that he ran a gang of bandits down at the docks, but they were nothing more than desperate children banding together for survival
>He was the only one that escaped the monastery's destruction, a pity he cannot read the codex he caries with him. All that wisdom dies with him.
>He reaches for the scars on his face when he passes a member of the guard, they smashed his head on a cooking fire when they drove out the homeless from the residential district.
>He knows his master took him in and trained him as a lesson in virtue to his other pupils. He saw the resent in his eyes when he asked again what the words on the scrolls said.

Guardsman:
Not the brightest, nor the the strongest, his life is following orders.
He worries about picking up yet another vice, after his last assignment.
He worries constantly that he will discover what became of his old gang.

Bard:
He is a man of his convictions, going to great lengths to bring his nation to glory.
An old flame met with him earlier, and her fervor scared even him.
The last coup was a failure, but he is determined to make the next succeed, no matter how many will burn because of it.

>>53926988
>he tells himself he wants to do everything so he doesnt have to face the truth that he wants to do nothing.

>An absolute faggot, just like OP

>>53926988
cronically dying epic fighter among wizards. he was fun.

> He is ancient and frail.
> He hides his envy behind his pride
> He has long since gone insane

formally a paladin now a mobster.
> He drinks to forget the others. how they screamed.
> A moments hesitation cost him everything. regret consumed his mind.
> he loves when they want to do it the hard way. he dispises himself for it.

>>53926988
>He tried so hard, he failed so hard. He's getting tired to be the only good-doer. Not for long.

>She is afraid of herself, for a good reason

>She is a good person, even though she tries not to look like one

>A great singer, but she wishes she could do something else

>A woman, born of one world but dragged screaming to the other.
>Her first meeting with it was a simple act of kindness, the second was a mistake never meant for her.
>Now she fears and rages, an agile mind scared of what comes next, a body not trained for combat but learning, a soul older than she will ever know, and a power born of one mistake.
>Her allies bear differnt marks. A man doomed to fall, he should have stayed away, but welcomed it home. A foreigner, far more than she, he will never fall. And the one who caused it all, she despises her most, even though she knows without he she will fail.
>she knows she will die in the cold, alone. But it will not be the cold that will kill her.

>>53929062
now I feel like an idiot. anon I apologise

>>53926988
>Dressed in honour, stained with blood.

>>53926988
>He uses laughter and magic as tools to build a better tomorrow

>>53926988
> Once he wanted ultimate power. Now it sickens him.

>>53930307
That's true. It's just like real life, isn't it boyo?

>He is losing his grip on humanity. He desperately takes trophies and holds them as fetishes to remember who he once was.

>>53926988
>May my Heart be my guiding Key.

>>53930307
You are one bitter cunt aren't you? Just because you've come to realise you have no reason to exist doesn't mean everyone else has to be made to give up as well.
Fuck off /tg/ entirely please. You and your ilk come into any RPG threads just to shit on people who made characters they like and enjoy imaging.

>>53931530
t. triggered fatguy

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>>53930307
you try. I doubt you will and your just here for the 5 reactions you got but come one, at least contribute something. and yes all characters are unique. maybe not on premise but on execution and in the actual sessions. its a bit hard to do it from an empresses point of view but hell, its a good try and here have a picture to help stimulate your brain cell

>>53931585

>he's that autistic

>>53926988
>So angry, so alone. His thirst for revenge will destroy him.

>>53926988
Awakened Undead Rogue/Gunslinger
>The dead man struggles to piece his broken past together, but in his heart he fears what he might find.

>>53926988
>The constipation is starting to cause him problems. If he doesn't shit soon, he'll die.

>>53931673
I am autistic, that's not an insult.

now put your money where your mouth is, take this anons advice>>53931530
or explain your joke.
if you do none of the above kindly lurk, and don't bother us with such unamusing tomfoolery

>>53931783
Best character ever.

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>>53931545
You deduced that from the tone of my post? Gratz.

>>53927481
>>A past she never experienced defines her

She's black?

>>53931791
>I am autistic

You don't even need to write jokes anymore, they write themselves lol

>>53931807
elegent and depressingly true,
kek

>>53931802
>he replied

what a joke of a man

>>53931826
I'm waiting comedian.

>>53931881
>still replying

lol what's wrong with you

>>53931903
I got nothing better to do, do you?

>>53927850
It's Persona, you dork.

>>53931903
My guess is that there's more than two people in this conversation dipshit. And yes, I'm wasting time getting mad on /tg/. And you're shitposting.

>He knows not from where the power he draws comes from. And he doesn't care. He just wants to follow a greater being, and not worry about making his own choices.

>>53926988
>Warforged Monk
Beneath that calm facade lies a frightened and confused child.
He was created as a weapon of war, but all he truly wants is to find a quiet corner of nowhere and sell tea.

>>53931984
yeah I think there are two of em, but as I said I got nothing better to do than this, the other threads are dead as a door nail

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Kek

Nerdy librarian turned wizard:
>The book he studies holds dark secrets. The translator begs for its destruction. He does not listen.
>The one with no reflection destroyed what he called home. It was his fault.
>A glimpse of what may come spoke to him and asked him if he was pleased. His heart recoiled, but his mind saw possibility.
>He feels eyes watching him at all times. His spells protect him in his sleep.

>>53926988
>He's too obsessed with sacrificing himself for his companions sake. He should ask instead whether they're worth all of his pain.
>He has all of the pieces of a very damning puzzle in his head, he just hasn't put them together yet.
>He should be thankful, his mind wouldn't withstand the truth of things.
>How does one keep faith in a being whose very existence is disproved by the company he keeps?

>His few companions assure him of their loyalty, but he won't know if he should believe them.
>He doesn't worry because he cares. He worries because he might care after it's all too late.
>The factions hated each other because of their differences. He fears them because of their similarities.
>Too meek, and he will be crushed underfoot by tyrants. Too powerful, and he will be assassinated as a potential threat. He believes he will remain safe in mediocrity.
>His life growing-up was quite mundane. Hearing the past of others has made him appreciate it more than ever.
>Pessimism, doubt, and fear imprison his potential, but they bunker him from despair and destruction.
>His apathy and sense of powerlessness shackles his indignant rage against the despots.

>One man's idiot is another man's perfect Imperial Guardsman.
>In any other squad, he'd be a legend. In any other squad, he'd be long dead.
>His contempt for the Enginseer's ways and the Psyker's very being is palpable. The respect and camaraderie he feels towards them is a well-kept secret.
>He finds himself in a position of command. He never asked for it, and never qualified, either.
>His Meltagun, a vantage point, and enough ammunition to melt all the enemies of Man to slag - that's all he used to dream of. Recently, his humanity reared its ugly head.
>With every innocent death, the hatred in his heart grows. But so does his empathy.

>"She only exists becasue someone wants to fuck her."

>Narcissistic and mercenary to the core, he fights for the good of the world and all it's people, at nominal mercenary going rates.

>"What greater monster could there be, but a good man?"
>"Always stopping evil, never preventing it."
>"Though he speaks of peace, in heart thirsts for battle"

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>>53928397
There's a bit of edge, but it's nice to see /tg/ in-character now and then.

>>53928397
It's kinda hard to avoid when you must describe the deepest secrets of your character.

>>53926988
For diffrent characters.
>He won't admit it, but he knew the price all along.
>The longer you sharpen the blade, the thinner it becomes. This one is like a razor.
>When doubts come, all he has is his hammer, and his flask. If either one fails, so will he.
>He misses the halls of the Academy, it's dust and silence. Now ash is his only companion.

>>53926988
>He seeks to rebuild what he lost.
>He says he defends the helpless, but he has many exceptions.
>His gallant nature will earn him many scars, but little respect.

>>53926988

>A wholesome man infested by an alien hatred. He once created but now can only destroy.

I have several.

>He hides a keen intelligence behind a veneer of boisterous bafoonery. He knows that chivalry is dead, but that makes playing his role all the more important.

>Small, but clever. Cruel and vicious like all his kind but there's more purpose to this tiny biker than one might think at first glance.

>He's lived his entire life in terror of great machines, friends and family eaten by the gears until the great cogs of society devoured hearth and home. Now he seeks dominion over all things mechanical.

>A slave, but one content with his place. His bondage buys his clan freedom and he is only asked to do the only thing he's good at. Woe betide those who stands in his master's way.

>He will not rest until the secrets of the gods are laid bare to him, already his flesh swells with his transgression but he views the light of these glowing growths as a gleaming beacon of truth.

>>53926988
>he only cares for himself and would never sacrifice anything for anybody, but deep down he only wants love but his fear of death and failure stops him from it

>>53927833


>Secretly, he loves to burn priests the most. If the shepherd could be trusted, then he would not be needed.

...that doesn't make any sense. At all.

>>53929848
Orc/lizardman life is a hard life

>He knows it's his fault his love was tortured to death and sent to Hell, and he believes his wrath will be enough to bring her back. Their story has no happy ending...

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>>53927440
>beware of the quite ones, for they are often the most dangerous

I can almost cut myself on that edge

>His bridges are all burned, he's run out of places to hide but with nothing left to loose they can't control him anymore.

>This one's a bit of a wanker.

>>53934846
Kek

>He used to be a teacher. Now he can't stop searching.
>So many bodies, he's forgetting what he used to be.
>His fascination with magic will lead to his death, and beyond.

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>>53931807
Oh fuck my sides

Just a simple man trying to make his way in the universe.

>>53926988
>He seeks freedom above all, unaware that he may trap himself in a cage of isolation

>frenzied flourishing fangs
>the blood of prey
>hail the victor who feeds to live
>pity the weak who feed him

>>53926988

>Her master's teaching assured her eventual betrayal
>When next they meet, only one will leave

>Don't be fooled, this one is ruled by selfishness.

>He damns others so he may be free
>Behind the smile, fear reigns
>There is no love lost between his companions
>His spells are tailored for slavery
>The Princess watches him, judging his worth
>He is already fallen

To be fair, we're playing an evil campaign.

>>53926988
>He has innumerable secrets, more by the day's passing, fewer known to himself.
>He has ruined countless lives, including his own.
>He only wants to sleep.

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>He doesn't care
>He fights because he knows nothing else
>He wants to stop but does not now how
>If he stops many more will die

>From the moment you met him, he planned to sell you out
>Those he is aligned with are the very cause of the blight affecting this land
>Despite what he says, he is not a wizard
>He does it for free

>>53936505
Careful you don't cut yourself on that edge

>>53927821
Those are all high tier edge.

>>53936714
I just realized this sounds really edgy. He's actual a nice guy once you get to know him and not to blame for most of that

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>Now what would it say about you?

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>they branded him a thief, a liar, hellspawn
>his momma sent him away from the village with naught but his clothes and a lute strapped to his back
>behind his bravado and wit, is but a scared little boy
>he is loud and rambunctious, he just wants to be noticed
>all he wants is one true friend, like how she was

Still my favorite character to date

>>53929252
Yeah, the game was pretty interesting, especially with the heart telling you all the unfiltered lore of the characters and places. I couldn't handle how ugly everyone was though.

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>says he just wants galactic peace
>really ask he wants is vengeance on those that harmed his family
>that seems to include just about everybody

>He fights and schemes to earn the choice he was denied so long ago, even knowing what it will bring.

>>53937027
>he seems really nice
>he kinda despises everything
>it's not as his fault, he is dying of cancer

>>53926988
>Once of a kind, this man holds no secrets. He'll tell you whatever you want to know, you need only ask.

>>53926988
>he seeks to undo his father's mistakes in the hope that doing so will erase his own misdeeds, but cannot admit that he will still be damned.

>he believes that any atrocity he commits is acceptable because it will all be washed away in the end as though it never happened. He is too afraid to consider that it might not be.

>He believes that the path he's chosen is his because only he had the brilliance to conceive it. His arrogance will not allow him to consider that it may not be genius that guides him.

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>This man understand that adversity and existence are one and the same.

>He knows little of who he once was, and even less of what he has become
>His body and mind are twisted and bestial, but the soul of a man still lives within.

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>>53926988
oh boy here we go
What we have here is a blue dragonborn ranger/druid. honestly, I don't really care if nobody reads this, I just want to try to remember how my first level 20 character developed
>He appeared in this strange land after being forced from his home, afraid that he may never find "home" again
>All he wanted was a forest and secluded grove to call his own. He instead created an industry unlike any other.
>Vice, money, success, and power soon began to corrode at his character
We gambled a lot at this point, I also had the "genius" idea of using the local town's enchanted water and tried to make alcohol out of it with a combo of nature/arcana checks. It worked fabulously. thus "Moon Moon" and "Estus" were born
>When he came into contact with real power, his change in character was revealed, as were all of his comrades. They embrace what they set out to destroy
>Years of training, empire building, and production later, a machine that spat in the face of god was born by him and his comrades. It was only activated twice.
We built a deathray

might post more if any interest is shown.

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>>53937478

>He is so obsessed with discovering who he was, that he fails to see who he has become.

>Every day she wonders if she is a freak. A part of her thinks she is a prodigy. Neither are true.

>They threw stones at him when he was a child. He recoils every time someone raises an arm.

>>53926988

First character
>She has never had a drop of alcohol. She won't let herself become like him.
>Letters, money, trinkets. She sends what she can, and hopes it's enough.
>She has done terrible things in hope of gaining renown.

Second character
>Every night, she stares at the pendant and wonders.
>She sees him turning up his nose at commoners, and pretends not to notice.
>Her heart yearns for the one she knows she can never have.

>his hides in a body that feels stolen, and fears the gaze of the one it's stolen from

>He fights for his family's honor, but hasn't seen any of their faces in years.

>She is so sure she's doing the right thing, she never looks at herself long enough to realize she isn't.

>She would rather let everyone think she is a fool than let anybody know that she is a monster.

>He had gotten used to cutting open corpses. But his own father's...

>>53926988
>He looks like a man in his prime, but he is old enough to be your grandfather.
>He has a fire in him like the sun, he will burn many on his way to godhood
>He has faced down dragons without flinching, but the thought of facing his son makes him shiver

>He shows nothing but compassion and loyalty towards his comrades. He shows nothing but hatred and violence against his foes.
>He doesn't talk about his job to his family much. They just wouldn't understand.
>His hatred will outlive his own bloodline.
>After conquering his rivals, the oppressed has become the oppressor.

>His friends aren't imaginary, but they are no less constructed.

>He thinks himself a monster, he is right. He thought himself brave, now he has something to fear.

>She fights to impress her god not knowing that she never needed too.

>They thought he cared too much when really he cared too little. A puppet born for the role.

>She brings grief with every step it offers solace to all, be it by her care or her sword.

>He thought himself free of his old life only to find power in the lessons it taught.

>>53934466

Sounds like its implying that if the damn priests did their jobs well then the congregation would be good enough people that he would be out of a job, so he's blaming bad priests as the root of corruption (Im guessing hes an inquisitor or something)

>>53926988
>What a damned existence. She continues to fight against some nameless foe, but does she even remember the transgression upon which she vowed to bestow vengeance?

>How can such a boring, bookish girl be responsible for so much change?

>He should be dead any day now. Soon he'll roll that dice of fate and find that it's not the fall that kills you, but the sudden stop at the end.

>>53936807
okay, shit how do I fix em? that wasn't the intention for any of them. correction how do I fix the paladin and necromancer, the berserker is 40k edgy is the norm there.
>>53934560
damn you, have you never heard that. its quite a common saying "beware the nice ones" "lookout for the nice ones" "beware the quiet ones" "lookout for the quiet ones" ect

>>53930307
>A faggot, unparalleled. He hides his pain with bitterness. And sometimes, in threads.
>His father left when he was young. He lashes out because he doesn't see why.
>Why is he on this thread?... He sees happiness. That won't do.

>>53926988
>Lurking amongst corpses, she brings death all around her- Yet there is nothing she fears more.

>He will never know how she feels about him- and she prefers it that way.

>There are sounds in the jungle. And no matter how many dead she posts at her chambers, she still does not feel safe.

This is a quality thread by the way. I've read all the (and contributed a few) secrets and thinking about what a semi-omnipotent spirit heart would say about your character's personal demons is a fucking golden idea, OP.

Then again, I'm a sucker for Dishonored.

Everyone here is beautiful. Even the edgelords.

>>53926988
>He works in memory of a world long lost. A relic left over from days gone by, the only thing he fears is the future.

>>53939821
I agree with you. but best posts:
>>53937461
>>53934431
>>53933372
>>53931807
>>53931359
>>53930900
>>53930498

>>53929155
Very good sir. Have an internet on me.

>Within thirty years he has turned a quarry into a capital
>Every Saturday he sneaks away from his duties to drink at the old tavern they built together.
>The court mage and the captain of the guard are his oldest friends, he would not be here without them.
>His greatest regret was the hatred he bore for the halfling. He blames himself for his death.
>Sometimes he longs to take up his hammer again, but he knows he his too old now.
>Pleasant greetings shared on street corners, the laughter and music at the markets, these are his greatest joys.
I'm glad one of my characters successfully retired and got a happy ending.

>>53926988
>Beneath the cold metal and the dead eyes, lurks the heart of a man.

>His peers think less of him for his efforts. But it pales in comparison to the idolization from his daughter.

>His son was proud; of his home, of his victories, of his discoveries. But never of his father.

>So many has he saved, yet so few know how they close they were to death.

>Despite his kindness, he has no qualms about oppressing the less-enlightened; For that is the way of his god.

>A bright soul, like a candle in the forest. Far easier to snuff out than to set the world to light, yet still he tries.

>Proud, rigid. She believes honor requires people act a certain way, and struggles, feels helpless, betrayed, each time they do not.

>>53926988
>A knight, a blacksmith, a lord, a boy becoming a man, his father could be any of these
>He still clutches the toy his mother gave him...
>Silent as the grave. He has forgotten the sound of his laughter. And his crying. "Hush", she said to him

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>A deed done in good intentions was her undoing.

>Beneath the battered and beaten down exterior lies a soul who still wants to do good.

>Its her fault she has lost everything and she knows it.

>She used to love tea.

>She will kill the love of her life.

>She will regret it when she gets what she wants.

One of these days I'll have a character that doesn't suffer.

>>53926988
My party would be:
>He claims his actions were in service to his Goddess. If only he knew...
>Behind those clever eyes lies only ruin and lies.
>Someday, everyone will know his name. They will be screaming it.
>She thinks dying will redeem them, somehow. She is wrong, like all the others.
>A heartless beast, driven only by hunger. Its leash grows weaker by the day.

The party I'm GMing for would be:
>He murdered a child for reasons that were not his own
>Everything she believes is a cruel joke, a tale without rhyme or reason
>Every night he basks in the blood of men he sent to die
>He pretends to be a gentleman, but he'd betray them all for the right price
>The Outsider... no... something different speaks to him, but with much the same offer
>She will never stop being that eight-year-old boy, no matter how hard she tries

>he likes to believe that to be alone is to be free.
>still takes his handouts from where he can
>is a lost little boy running from adulthood into the woods
>hiding away from everything, including hisself.

>It was avarice that drove him.
>It was avarice that destroyed him.
>It is avarice that has consumed him.

>His heart's as big as his gut.
>He's thankful his sword insults him. If no one did he would think the others' kind words were lies.
>He keeps the stuffed cat his parents gave him by his bedside. Its name is Chummer.

>He is full of pride for his children. If only he knew how much they loathe him.

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>>53926988
>What do you do with an old and broken weapon? What use do they have for a sword that can no longer cut?

>>53926988

>Emotions thought thrown away for survival continue to gnaw at him, he himself being unaware of them gaining traction on him.

>Hanging by a thread, unaware of what shall be the trigger to throw him into their sway. Or how close he is.

As for the Paladin character...

>You are hallow. In your gods name you took countless lives, only now to realize the weight of your actions.

>A shame that your code denies the release of drink.

>>53926988
>worse than dead he is, for he was never born
>never fought, never played
>his creator is a coward and will never join a gaming group
>his sheet will be found one day, and his creator won't recognise him

>>53926988
>He chases knowledge to save another , yet he knows he can't

>As a young man he thirsted for battle.

>He is older now and wants only to return to his home and farm.

>So close to accomplishing his goal he was thwarted by one he considered an ally.

>That goal is unattainable now, all he can do now is guard the prize he once strove to take for himself.

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>>53926988
My Paladin
>his oath and creed to do just and help others give him the solace he couldn't find from his family.

>he never knew his mother, and his father was distant. Perhaps that is why he took her in.

>His squire loves him more deeply than he realizes. He also does not know he feels the same.

>>53940898
His squire

>her life was boring and mundane before he came. She thanks him everyday for giving her a better one.

>Is her life truly her own? Will she have the strength to take control?

>He gave her the strength and skill to fight. She will use that to protect him and others. She wont be helpless anymore.

>>53926988

>I like you.

>>53926988
>hes a joker, a smoker
>midnight toker
>he sure don't want to hurt no one

>>53940002
Ret-what now? Seeks retribution? Got ret-conned?

I don't understand. Do you mean the brief period between playing your character and your DM burning him (and his family) alive and raising him (them) as something gnarly that THOU MUST kill?

And to contribute
>His reach so far exceeds his grasp that he forever fails to embrace that close to him
>Some days he does not even know that it is there

>In such dark times, it is refreshing to see kindness like his.

>The apothecary taught him everything, but failed to teach him hate. The others would think him a heretic.

>He found an old pict recording, he sings the song whenever possible and dreams impossible dreams.

My totally not Don Quixote Lamenter in a deathwatch game.

>one last dance with mary jane
>one more chance to kill the pain

>>53937027
> A sad and lonely man, he tries his best, and quietly waits for oblivion.

>The god he worships cares little for his true desire. He is bound with chains he does not even realise exist.

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>>53926988
Mah nigga

>>53926988
> His pride was built up since birth and his ambitions match it in its height; how ironic how he fears the home where they were made.

>>53926988
>A paragon of strength and fortitude to his peers, do they know he cries at night?, wishing for his mother to come home?

>>53926988
>He could use more power in his heart and more love in his engines.

>a coward who's worn a brave face for so long that he cant take it off.

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>>53926988

>His life is gone. He has only purpose now.

>A warrior of God, crusading even while bitterly aware of his own damnation.

>For all of his faith and willpower he still cannot hold his own against the lords of the battlefield. The liquid aggression running through his body improves his chances, but solidifies his doom.

>He lost her once, nothing will take her away from him again. Not even his own beliefs.

>A young man given a choice, a cell or a pistol, he chose the worse of the two.
>The horrors of the battlefield continue to haunt him, the horrors wrought by man and beast alike.
>He knows he will die, that they all will in blue fire, but he keeps driving onward.
>He secretly hopes that the ghosts will take him, before the battlefield does.

>>53944461
Only War penal legion?

>>53937027
>The world sees flashes of brilliance. He sees the wasted potential.
>He could do anything if he put his mind to it. He doesn't.
>Behind the reassuring smile, the broad shoulders and the positive attitude, a fragile child whimpers for love and safety.
>He can't live without people surrounding him, yet he grows tired of their company quickly.

>>53926988

He turns his judgement outward to not look inside of him

>>53926988
>All he seeks is a peaceful life. But the crows that haunt his dreams hunger for secrets and blood.

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>Once he was a scholar,an illuminator,a wielder of great power.
>He was betrayed,by his brothers,by his sons,by the very power he wielded.
>Now he is a monster,maddened by failure and envy and hate.


Point if you can guess who it is without looking at the spoiler.

Super bonus points if you can guess the song I quoted.

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>his rage is all consuming, but from his hatred his power festers.

>once his life had meaning and happiness now... now he has only his anger

>the children he sired would see him dead, he cant blame them.

who is it?

>>53939696
I kek'd.

>This one has an unnatural hunger. She wears sealed armor to keep the stench of blood and flesh from her nostrils. If she smelt it, she would feast.
>She hid her affection for her instructor well. She knows he took her in out of kindness, but they both masked it behind her teachings. He was her father in all but name.
>She was given a hound while she was young. It died protecting her from things in the forest. She ate part of the body raw before they found her.

>>53926988
>Wow, what a prick.

>>53939652
Don't mind them, those are fine

>He's as simple as a single celled organism.

>Someday this man will die in battle. He fights to see that day. He doesn't see that he throws his life away for nothing.
>His faith in his comrades is absolute. He holds doubts that he carries his share of the weight.
>Resolute and stalwart, he fights because he feels he has nothing to lose. He could not be more wrong.

>His faith in the Lord has long been broken. Yet he still prays the one man who taught him.

>People around him do not know why they don't like him. He does.

>His crimes during the war are engraved in his stare. His new found empathy, in his hands.

>He has many ugly scars, yet the biggest one is hidden to the eyes. It made him a better man.

>He has abandoned the fight. In his eyes, hope has already conquered all.

>>53937027
>Despite his strong and calm looks, he knows that a touch can make him waver.
>He struggled to understand what hurt him. It stopped when he understood it was his loneliness.
>He wishes he could be but an ordinary hero.

>All he wants is to be chopping down trees. But there are no trees in the prison camp.
>I hear crying in the rain... Why have they left him on the rocks in the forest?
>The tree fell and fractured him. In more ways than one.
>He tries so hard to fit in with them. But he knows he can't. Not with his heritage.
>In a matter of days, he's gone from an upstanding citizen to bloodthirsty for revenge. He'll die long before he's satisfied.
>He can't remember what goes on when the other one takes over. He comes up with new stories to rationalize what happened.

She has a cold mind, a cold soul, yet a warm heart, if only for a few.

Just in case an anon wonders, I have read every single one of these.
Great jobs anons.

>>53926988
>Furious, she gladly destroys herself to tighten her grip around the neck of fate itself.

>>53926988
>2 to the 1 to the 1 to the 3, he likes good pussy and he likes good tree

>>53926988
>Every year, someone will bring flowers on his grave. He didn't expect that much.
>The strength of his axe is his greatest weakness.
>Someone is hiding from me something he knows. How can he be so serene in front of his death ?

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Might as well go through a few
>How strange this one is. He hates everything he is and aspires to be everything he is not, he has broken himself and the world to make the pieces fit to her whim but would not harm a single innocent at her commanded
>Adebowle, Serpent and Saviour. He would kill them all to see his people free.
>She once killed an entire village, just to harvest their ears for the bounty, but the worst she always saves for her own
>He was a Paladin once. When he saw what they did to his friends, he poisoned the well their village drank from and laughed as they died.
>Rapist, Murderer, Savage, he was but a child when he became all these things and worse, now he clings to a name in the hopes it will save him
>He tried to kill himself once, it would have been best for all if he had succeeded.

>He has woven lies around himself like a web and the greatest are those he tells himself.
>When he apologized to her for what he was, he lied
>A mind of gears and bones, greenery and shadow, all growing, consuming all with his ambition
>He has the soul of a monster and the blood of Kings, he knows of both and has claimed neither
>Night after night he plans the death of the Harlot-Queen, his is a mind that dreams of broken empires
>He presented a plan once to the Elven Queen, to destroy her enemies, it horrified her so that she keeps it locked in her deepest vault and now he wears a lock of her hair in courtship
>He prays that when he has done enough to appease, his goddess and his father will both forgive him his birth

>He weathered what would have broken others.
>Walked off the worst in order to be the best.
>Praiseworthy...
>...yet how can he still be considered human?

>He manifests awful powers. Men have broken at his command and slain their fellows and wives alike. He cannot know love, nor compassion - his mastery of the wills of others will not allow it.

>He bends perception and minds as easy as he once bent spoons.

>He constantly fears succumbing to darker temptations. His powers would make it so easy.

>He holds great power over the mind, but rarely employs it.
>He tells himself it is because gaining a reputation for such things would be troublesome.
>But he fears what he might become.

I think that posts like this should be done more often.

anyone care to tell a tale behind some of these quotes?

>>53949489
Telepath in a 3.5 game. Spec'd heavy for mind control powers.

>>53926988
I've never had a character. I'll do this for my players.

>Graceless, styleless. Ungainly. He could do anything, but he chose the path of greatest resistance.

>She loves her god more than anything. No man may ever live up to such a figure, though many are willing to try.

>His father is not his father. His mother was steel and glass. His claims are illegitimate and yet also valid.

>The end will come in time, brave warrior. Your struggles will someday be over. For now, endure.

>>53950552
Eh. sure. >>53937318 here.

He's a 40k donut steel I've had knocking around from a Black Crusade game that ended up petering out super early.

Lukas is a World Eater, from the pre-Heresy times. He and a few from his squad saw the effects Angron was having on the legion, and opted to jump ship. They managed to avoid/sabotage their Butchers' Nails, but the actual breakaway from the legion did not go as planned, with Lukas ending up marooned on a planet caught in a warp storm. Warpfuckery being what it is, he didn't spend overmuch time stuck on a rock, but when the storm cleared, it was a few thousand years later.

Once he worked out when it was and what the galaxy was like, he started on his personal crusade, slowly building up the resources he needs to accomplish his goal: Approach the Deathwatch as a Black Shield applicant and lay out his story, alongside a list of every crime against the Imperium he made to reach this point. He knows the odds of them actually accepting him are vanishingly remote, but if he is to die a traitor, it will be on his terms, not theirs.

>>53926988
I'll just do the party, as I'm the GM.
>He's afraid of finding out whether or not Gaira Dragons can get pregnant. That's the only reason he hasn't spent a second night with the "woman" who is always around him.
>She's hell-bent on breaking Matthew Gaul's spine with that hammer. Unless her girlfriend is around, then her mind and heart are as gelatin.
>He has but one thing he can focus on. Kitsune. He doesn't even focus when in combat, that's why he's shot so many of his allies "accidentally".
>She's a monster. A beast seeking challenge after challenge in an endless, bloody cycle that will one day claim her life.

I'm glad that /tg/ likes Dishonored, /v/ is pretty shit at discussion about it

>He regrets what he said to his wife, but does not miss her the way he misses his children.
>She still dreams about bleeding out into the snow...they will end if I cut out his heart, she whispers to herself in the dead of night.
>There was music once, a mind filled with notes and composition. Only painful, wretched guilt remains.
>He spends his life on the edge of a knife, wondering if they'll catch up with him. He tells himself he plans to live forever, but that doesn't stop him from looking over his shoulder every day.

>>53953787
It's a good game, I'm just terrible at it.
>Try for stealthy zero kills run.
>Shitty, beat up controller keeps inching me forward into light sources
>Forced to kill, again and again and again.

>>53950552
Sure, why not.
>>53953731
Anima game, party is Sylvain Nephilim Creation Warlock, Ebudan Nephilim Warrior Summoner, Daimah Nephilim Electromag Mentalist, and Jayan Nephilim Weaponmaster

1. Warlock is obsessed with the supernatural and knowledge in general, fell in love with a blind poet who has turned out to be Manah Razz, a Gaira Dragon(Mile and a half long, made of elemental darkness). She's been hitting on him something fierce since their first fling, but he's been rebuffing her because now he knows who she really is, and is deathly afraid of nearly dying again, because their first interlude involved his dream body being shredded in the act.
2. WarSum is seeking to fulfill her destiny of killing Supreme Archon Matthew Gaul with the legendary hammer Mjolnir. She recently entered into a monogamous relationship with Ahura Vainya, a C'iel dragon(Gaira, but elemental light) whose shtick is LOVE AND FEELINGS. WarSum is normally gruff and blunt, but when Ahura's around, she melts like butter under fluffy, feathery hugs.
3. Mentalist was a Fox-type daimah(kemonomimi) in a past life, hung out with the biggest, burniest, Kitsune of them all. Is obsessed with finding her. Also obsessed with foxes. He has a habit of not looking where he's shooting his Electromagnetic Railgun psychic power, which has nearly killed the WarSum twice, the Warlock seven times, WarSum's pets four times, and the Lord High Inquisitor once.
4. The Weaponmaster has split from the party, fused her soul to an Ashura Oni, and made a pact with the Gaira dragon of War, all in the pursuit of power. She now seeks strong opponents to test herself against, simply because killing strong things is just so much fun. She also wants to kill the other party members, when they're at her level

>>53954150
>>53953787
I just lost so much interest in the game when I found out that killing people made the ending worse.
Until then, I was having a right lark being a horrifying murdermachine.
Still a good game, but I dislike it when these games trigger the perfectionist in me to use a playstyle I don't actually like.

>>53926988
>He is the simplest of men. He wears his desires on his chest. A pity his only desire is to blow things up.

Bar Tender Turned Pirate Captain Turned Alien Hunter.

>He is kind to those who follow him, they will never suspect it when his knive finally finds its way to their backs.

>>53926988
I've got two at the moment.
Oracle of Kos in a Bloodborne game.
>Dreams and her god push her ever forward, but hatred and hunger lie in every step.
And a Aetherborn Warlock of a rampant AI in a crazy science-fantasy dungeon crawl.
>You would think with such limited time it would eschew such risks. Pity, it could have been more than a vessel for an angry god.

>>53930012
These are really good

>A murderer and a thief looking to find those who can accept his craven depravity. In spite of luck beyond his worth, it is still not enough to sate him.

>Not even she believes that she's doing what's just anymore. She's just acting according to her nature.

>>53926988
2e druid
>childlike in innocence
>he would die to save his friends

3.5 archivist
>he wears the scowl of an angry father
>to hide how deeply he cares for his flock

>>53926988
>it abandoned an existence of thoughtless service and murder just to spite it's makers

>such a strange creature that is so blind to the workings of its heart -- artificial though it is

>"it" eventually became "he." He can't say exactly when this started. Nor can he say that he minds.

>he affirms his self and worth by being better than his makers ever expected him to be

>"look at me now" he seems to say, "could you still call me 'obsolete?'"

>in his mind, "excellence" is only barely acceptable

>his existence is defined by two things: self-improvement and betrayal. He is sure he will always be able to endure the latter by way of the former.

>he never would have thought that the little brat could have grown the spine to oust his father from the business. He wonders if the boy's father knows about his son's treachery.

>He wants to kill the boy to repay the betrayal, but something holds him back. He doesn't understand why he thinks of the boy's father whenever he considers it.

>>53955986
forgot one
>to this day, the word "junk" threatens to make him violent, even though he refuses to acknowledge his capability for rage

>>53926988
>One wonders if he were to stay in one place for more than a night the ground would swallow him up. Learn to rest boy. The farm is long behind you

>>53937027
>you're not a bad fellow, you have to have done something to be bad

>>53937027
>Don't pity him. He never even bothered to try.

>>53926988

>He seems so brave without armor. If only they knew it was that little crystal he hides himself behind.

>>53937027
>one of these days he'll travel to the mountains under the guise of camping. He won't come back.
>he wishes he'd spent more time with his father before he died

>>53926988

Druid
> He thinks that the owl on his head speaks to him. It tells him that gardens must be pruned.
> He prefers madness to aimlessness.
> The first deer he killed meant more to him than the first man. It tasted better too.

World Eater
> A tired old dog, still trying to follow a master that left him in the dust a long time ago.
> Even the nails in his head are rusted and worn.
> He thinks death is a release. He imagines himself generous.
> He said he would follow his sire into hell. And then he did.

>>53926988
>his faith is unquestioning, a pity It's misplaced

>>53937027
>mostly harmless
>he's just waiting out the clock, to see what's next.

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>>53926988
fist fighting conspiracy theorist
>all they want is his muscle, his mind left to atrophy
>he solves his problems with his fist, for no one will listen to his words
>he has stood between monsters and the ones he cares about, but they will never thank him
>there is no threat too great or risk too big to keep him from his friends, he never makes a mistake too small that they would forgive
>he chose between doing what is right and doing what is smart, the betrayal still burns him
>he would tare the devil himself in twain, if only he could catch him
>an innocent man is killed by a friends mistake, he already knows where the blame shall be lain
(pic kind of related)

>>53926988
>He wants to be rich enough to buy the world. Secretly, he would settle for knowing he would never go hungry again.

Black Crusade
>He believes that when he achieves his ultimate power he will finally be feared and respected, but no amount of power will compensate for his cowardice.

Legend
>Underneath his rough exterior is the heart of a kind and loving man. Underneath that is the fury of a rabid animal.

>He is more proud of the mistakes he hasn't made than the accomplishments he has made.
>Each regret is a wound that re-opens as another is added. He's become more careful, knowing that they threaten his way of life.
>He is content in isolation and observation, where he can't disappoint or anger anyone.
>Dreams of vengeance, love, dominion, fortune, fame; none will be realized. He believes its for the better of himself and others, for he predicts he would be a terrible and short-lived man of power.
>He seldom judges others. He wishes he could assume the best of others. He always assumes the worst of himself.

>>53926988
>she dreams of a better world but she is too scared to make one.

>>53926988
>He worships the dead gods thinking he honors them, They'd turn in their graves if they even knew he existed

>>53926988
>He fights now like a man possessed, making up for lost time and a languid adolescence.
>He never wanted power. He never wanted to die, either.
>He fears Heaven more than anything. His dearest friends will never see it.
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>Such a small, bitter thing. The other scavengers do well to stay away.
>Do not allow his haggard features deceive you. His weakness is a pit trap and his hands are the spikes.
>He was once something much greater. All of the good as been beaten out of him.

>>53926988
His only wish? To buy the favour of his clan back. It will break his heart when they refuse..

>>53926988
Such pain. Such rage. Only her death will allow release.

>>53934466
Its... Actually much more sensible than the majority of 40k's sayings.

http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Ecclesiarchy_Quotes

Half-orc druid:
>He lies to himself about what he is. A ready smile hides the rage of a beast. His quest for peace has no end.
Human Psychic Warrior:
>A mind hammered into sharpness like a cold-forged blade. Justice that knows no mercy, wisdom that knows no love. She must learn to look without for guidance or become what she strives against.

>He has little left but his friends and the focus to protect him. Even his purpose has been lost
>His body is covered with countless scars, but the wounds on his mind and soul are still open
>He bears a mark with far more purpose then he will ever know. He hides it, for even the hint of it is trouble
>More then human eyes watch him. Ironically, they have better intentions then most
>The friends he fights so hard for are either dead, forgotten him, or no longer consider him a friend. He knows this
>He was heralded a hero once. The statue of honor didn't even show his face
>His skill with shot and blade is only rivaled by his skill with pen and paper
>He is far younger then he looks. The years are not kind
>With the right papers and words, he has doomed far more then with his blade
>When it all started, he did not even know how to hold a gun. Now, he does not go anywhere without one
>He has many names, he hardly remembers which was the first
>He knows far more then the men who seek him. He wishes he could forget
>What is a man against the might of an empire? With the right tools, he has cut out all that know
>His tongue is silver, his smile warm, his pockets full, but his eyes are so cold
>Not even he knows what he is anymore

>>53926988
Mystic with views based on the Dustmen:
>He has long abandoned all passions and ties to life. His tranquility betrays the power he possesses.

Paladin in curse of strahd game:
>He is weighed down by his fears, but they do not control him. He would confront death to bring peace.

>>53927951

A married jack sparra?

>>53926988

Initiate of Ulric (WFRP)
>Do not allow his brawn to fool you. There is cunning within him...if he can be bothered to use it.
>For all his hatred of Chaos, he is but a single plunge away.
>Dreams of glorious battle and riotous celebration fill his mind. His priesthood will be eventful.

Rahu Iron Master (WtF)
>He still remembers the look in those eyes...the unspoken condemnation as the knife slipped in.
>His love for battle is bested only by his desire for victory. The only consideration for honor or convention he spares is a desire for his enemies to value them.
>What is a warrior who cannot kill his most dangerous enemies? He gnaws on that question like a bone.

Antiquarian Darkling (CtL)
>Remembrance is at hand. Glimpses of the past are all he has, but more come every day.
>The library haunts him still. The turning of pages sends his heart racing, the scent of paper turns his blood cold.
>He does not remember for whom he waits, and does not yet know she is now long dead.

>>53926988
He misses the chains. In bondage he had purpose, freedom shakes him to the core.

>>53926988

>Her small size bellies an enormous amibition but deep down she knows never her quest for strength will never give her the peace she desires.

>a noble heart that fights for justice but even he questions the meaning of good and evil. A question he has no answer to, but he tries nevertheless to answer through his actions.

Ex-coroner now working as a private detective in a sci-fi city:

> He was more at home among corpses that he has ever been among the living.
> Sometimes the dead still moved. Sometimes they weren't dead. He isn't sure if he always got it right.
> He sold the organs of the dead. He isn't sure if he was motivated more by the lives he saved or the money paid.
> He isn't sure if he's still human. He will not question your humanity.

I'm imagining the hear is saying these to Corvo/Emily. Especially that last one.

Paladin

>He sees his father in the shadows of all men. No matter how bright he shines he fears for his own shadow the most.
>This terrified little boy hides inside the body of a man, behind an easy smile and encased in a suit of steel.
>He tortures himself over his own failings, for he knows that bad men rarely face justice unless it is by his own hand.
>He is to be a father soon. If he is to fail in this undertaking, his light will be extinguished.
>His friends see him as a good man and a fool, but he would rather die as a good fool than sacrifice his ideals.
>His mercy will be the death of him.

Someone ought to archive this. I can try to figure it out if nobody else does it.

>>53965293
yes please

>>53926988
Arcane Trickster Rogue
>Even he doesn't realize the irony in becoming the one thing he despises
>He wants to protect someone he's hardly known simply because he couldn't before
>He uses magic to hide his insecurities. No matter the strength the spell, they still shine through.

Character 1
One torn away from his home, struggling to make sense of his new reality.
Now bound and chained, he finds what it means to live.
He wants to help, but he leaves only ash in his wake
The ends he once wrought will never come for him.

Character 2
His whole life he looked for answers, never thinking what he will do when he finds them.

2nd AD&D Beastrider
>He left his tribe to seek adventure in the wider world. He found only plots and torture, and now he only stays with the others to seek his vengeance.

>He labours under an ancient contract, not knowing why it was signed.
>If he knew why, he might not use its power so readily.
>Still, for all the darkness he uses... he's a surprisingly simple man.
>He won't see the world burn, not if his blade would stop it. Contract or not.

>The Outsider would like her, I think. They're both creatures of whim and chance.
>Sokolov would love her work, but hate her methods. For all her brilliance, she's as scattered as a bomb.
>She's a little spark of flame - all she needs is the right tinder to set the world alight with her brilliance... in both meanings of the phrase.

>>53926988

>A weapon, a beast of burden. Loyal unto death, but a fool easily led. None of it is him, and he doesn't remember what he was before.

>They thought he was harmless, so he whispered the venom into their ear then stepped back as they killed a god on his behalf
>He has lied to those he loves so often that it has become habit, he is only ever honest with his enemies
>This one will stand defiant before his goddess when the time comes...and go to oblivion for principles alone. He knows it. He has accepted that this is his lot.
>He collects powerful women, he has never lain with any of them, the satisfaction comes from knowing he could. He does not even realize he is doing it.
>He has loved a Nymph and kept his mind, this one is strong.
>She hates what she is, but cannot stop being. She prays her daughters will defy her and be better for it.
>When he fakes his death, the generation he saved will mourn him.

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>>53937027
> A rad guy

>>53926988
>Cruel, spiteful, hating. So, so much hatred. But the one he hates most is himself.

>>53926988
>Thief, murderer, pirate, he does not care how hey call him, as long as his work has purpose.
>Always escaping, he will never escape from what he wants to escape most.
>In the end evn shadows will betray him.

>He serves the soul-less, so that one day he might join them.

My paladin.

>They all died for his ambition. He struggles to remember their faces.

>His ambitions will be the doom of them all.

>It is only now at the end of his long journey that he realises he would trade all his wealth and power for the chance to not take that first step.

>>53926988
With her gone he fights to ease the pain in his head. So many faces, so many names, all gone. He fights so others don't have to fight, don't have to suffer like he does. He'll fight until something fights back hard enough that he sees her again.

>Behind his helpful exterior dark thoughts lurk, that even he doesn't recognise. Will he be able, or willing, to stop them when they surface?

>>53937027
He is a lazy fool

truly a man stands before you

>>53965293
Alright, here it is

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/53926988/

>A champion of her town, her fellow citizens would follow her to the ends of the Earth. She wishes they didn't think that highly of her.
>At home, she was a mentor of defenders. On her adventures, she struggled to defend just herself.

>>53926988
>Have you seen the peacefull smile on his face, when he cheered up the orphan how lost his parents in the underhive revolt? Don't fall for it. With the same smile he nailed the mutants on crosses and set them on fire, the day before.
>He don't sees the this world as rotten as it is. In his mind, Fatih in the Emperor will be enough to save all these souls.
>He was fourteen, when the litany of hate was tatooed on his neck. It was on his own wish, and now, his back contains more passages of the lectitio, than you could recitete.

>The last man to wear his amour died a hero. He killed him.

Bard who desperately wants to be like the folk heroes he sings about:

>Ah, the dashing hero. Always the first to volunteer, the one to lead the charge.
>How much is he doing this for the people, compared to how much he's doing this for himself?

Hardassed Paladin who enacts justice where ever he goes:

>The vindicator. The hammer of justice. Run now, children, or the defender of the realm will get you.
>He once killed a starving man for stealing bread. The decision still haunts him.
>Anyone who does not have faith are as vermin to him.

>Kidnapped from his family home he found shelter ina land of dreams
>Blessed, or cursed, he himslef cannot decide, as he speaks of what was and what will be in Goddess name
>His deity speaks to him of kindness and compasion, yet he can find none in people he meets.
>In the end he just dances to fate's whims

>He does exist. Doesn't exist. Does exist.
>Playing with fire, he was burnt by it. Yet he jumped into the pyre anyway.
>He has witnessed the end of all things, and it terrifies him.
>Why does he worry for a future he knows he does not have?

>>53931826
Is this going to be like the thread where it turned out everyone had autism and they tried to find a neurotypical?

>>53926988
>Watermelons, white bitches and menthol cigarettes will one day be the end of him.

>>53926988
My Inquisitor (preacher archetype) with black powder inquisition in Pathfinder:

>Every fight is his church, every shot a prayer...Is he holy... or damned?
>He lost his faith in people, only to find faith in the words of a god who was once a man himself. In his darkest moments, he is cynically tickled by the irony of it all.
>At the age of 16 he found heaven for but a second in the wine-soaked lips of a whore--all the sermons he gives pale in comparison... and he knows it.
>For all his faith, he believes only one thing with complete certainty: dying is easy, belief is hard.

>>53926988
>He hated his sister for what she was and what he wasn't. A better person.
>His mother sang his father drew. Only his hands sing when they fly and his artwork is bruises on flesh, molted thighs and broken bones.
>He was raised by foreigners, in a gym his mother thought taught karate. She never realized she lost her son that day.

Battle Century G
>He remembers the last war. He remembers the fun he had, fighting alongside his friends.
>It's a shame they saw horror where he saw euphoria. It's a shame he stayed loyal when they turned away.
>And even after all these years, he can't understand why they did that.

FATE
>She's given herself up to the world. She only lives to survive these days.
>Her ambitions aren't her own - the shadow of her upbringing hangs over her.
>Perhaps that's why she hides so well.

Current Exalted antagonist
>He has every reason to hate this world, yet he still loves it.
>He has every reason to love this world, yet he still hates it.
>His death is coming, he can feel it in his bones.