Planet Minecraft

Test subjects for a sirum to cure cancer. Some worked, others didnt. That or you were infected by the ones who were turned into abominations by said sirum.

"Name": Heckler, the loose tongued corrupted monster thing.

Dialogue: Heckler grinned in hunger, his long and giant tongue trailing down his chest and abdomen. Seeing a small human girl, who seemed to be running away from one of the weaker monsters, he swiftly climbed a building, his long claws clicking against the stone in a hurry.

Now ontop of the moderately large building, he laid down and whipped his head backwards, than forwards, his tongue stretching to disgusting limits as it wrapped against the little girl's torso harshly, more than likely breaking a few bones. ''Your mine now, weakling!'' he cackled insanely, swinging his tongue back towards the building, the little girl crashing infront of his prone body. ''No...please!'' she cried out in fear and pain, but Heckler didn't heed her calls. He wrapped his tongue around her like a snake wrapping around his victim, and swallowed her in one gulp, the little girls body not showing in his physical form...

Backstory: Heckler grew up as a weak limbed man. The truth was...he had cancer. It was a very sad day for his family...him in the hospital, sick and bald, his mother and father crying, praying to God. Days after that, he was sleeping in St.Helena, armored officials came rushing in the door, kicking open the wooden entrance and grabbing Heckler. The man tried to escape their grasp, kicking and screaming with rage and pain. The army man, grabbed him by the neck and choked him 'till he went unconcious. They dragged him towards the entrance of the hospital, him still in his hospital gown, and the onlookers looking in shock.

Heckler woke up in a clean-looking lab, strapped to a pure white bed. He hazily looked around, trying to remember how he got here. He woke up fully with a gasp, remembering the army officials taking him into a van. They must have drove him here! He frowned and tested the straps, noting with sadness their stability. He looked at the door with shock as a scientist walked in, two military officers by his side.

''The hell man! Let me go!'', Heckler roared, struggling against his bindings. The Cancer had weakened him until he was only a weak man. The steel cords sliced harshly against his skins, making him gasp in pain. ''Oh...your awake...'',the scientist said in a silky voice, slowly walking to Heckler's side. ''I thought you was going to be asleep for a while...'' he smirked, taking a syringe out of his lab coat. ''We brought you here because I wanted to test something on you...a cancer victim. You see...it's a cure for cancer, hopefully. Well...this will only hurt...ALOT!'' he suddenly screamed, stabbing the syringe into Heckler, blood squirting, mixing with the metallic green of the serum.

''No...please.'' Heckler muttered as his eyes closed. ''Why...me?!'' he screamed as his world went black, stopping his struggling. First, he discovered he had cancer. His wife broke up with him. His parents are depressed and sad. WHY HIM? When he woke up...he was different. He promised to take revenge on the military...the scientist...on all humans!

Abilities: Heckler's very snake-like, it showing in his appearance. He can throw his tongue to unimaginary limits., though how far it goes, the thinner and weaker it gets. He can wrap his tongue around the victim, and use that for gripping. The mucus on his tongue can infect, but it randomly does, but he honestly doesn't care. He can talk, but it's mostly hissing, and in a light, raspy voice that's hard to hear.

Appearance:

Anything else? Muggles...Y U NO USE MAGIC?

Here it is...sorry for the short backstory. I was eating ramen.

"Name": Heckler, the loose tongued corrupted monster thing.

Dialogue: Heckler grinned in hunger, his long and giant tongue trailing down his chest and abdomen. Seeing a small human girl, who seemed to be running away from one of the weaker monsters, he swiftly climbed a building, his long claws clicking against the stone in a hurry.

Now ontop of the moderately large building, he laid down and whipped his head backwards, than forwards, his tongue stretching to disgusting limits as it wrapped against the little girl's torso harshly, more than likely breaking a few bones. ''Your mine now, weakling!'' he cackled insanely, swinging his tongue back towards the building, the little girl crashing infront of his prone body. ''No...please!'' she cried out in fear and pain, but Heckler didn't heed her calls. He wrapped his tongue around her like a snake wrapping around his victim, and swallowed her in one gulp, the little girls body not showing in his physical form...

Backstory: Heckler grew up as a healthy, fit man. He loved taking calm walks on the beach and eating snow cones. Than, it happened. He had just gotten a date, with a girl called Miranda. They were doing what he loved to do best-walking on the beach, shoes off and enjoying the sights. Suddenly, an armored van swerved up to the side of the road, nearest to the beach. Armored officials came rushing out, pushing his date back and grabbing Heckler. The man tried to escape their grasp, kicking and screaming with rage. The army man, grabbed him by the neck and choked him 'till he went unconcious. They dragged him towards the armored van, the on-lookers staring in shock.

Heckler woke up in a clean-looking lab, strapped to a pure white bed. He hazily looked around, trying to remember how he got here. He woke up fully with a gasp, remembering the army officials taking him into a van. They must have drove him here! He frowned and tested the straps, noting with sadness their stability. He looked at the door with shock as a scientist walked in, two military officers by his side.

''The hell man! Let me go!'', Heckler roared, struggling against his bindings. The steel cords sliced harshly against his skins, making him gasp in pain. ''Oh...your awake...'',the scientist said in a silky voice, slowly walking to Heckler's side. ''I thought you was going to be asleep for a while...'' he smirked, taking a syringe out of his lab coat. ''Well...this will only hurt...ALOT!'' he suddenly screamed, stabbing the syringe into Heckler, blood squirting, mixing with the metallic green of the serum.

''No...please.'' Heckler muttered as his eyes closed. ''Why...me?!'' he screamed as his world went black, stopping his struggling. When he woke up...he was different. He promised to take revenge on the military...the scientist...on all humans!

Abilities: Heckler's very snake-like, it showing in his appearance. He can throw his tongue to unimaginary limits., though how far it goes, the thinner and weaker it gets. He can wrap his tongue around the victim, and use that for gripping. The mucus on his tongue can infect, but it randomly does, but he honestly doesn't care. He can talk, but it's mostly hissing, and in a light, raspy voice that's hard to hear.

Appearance:

Anything else? Muggles...Y U NO USE MAGIC?

Here it is...sorry for the short backstory. I was eating ramen.

Please revise your backstory. They didn't test it on random people. Most people have cancer, or were in the facility as a scientist, then infected.

THINDARHUVES. Dah skype chat is so barren. Y U No On. Iz juzt meh and gobbsy

Ahem.

Dearest ThunderHooves,

The Skype chat has been found to be lacking in participants which has left me quite distraught. We are all wondering why you have not graced us with your presence upon it in many a moon. At the moment I am trapped with the one known as 'Gobbs', who seems to have an unhealthy fixation with my posterior.

Sincerly,

Nron

Can I have a retry on my application please........I fixed all the mistakes.

Name:John Graham

Age: 28

Appearance: John has white skin, blue eyes, a badly set broken nose, and is more slim that he is muscular, with dark brown hair in a military cut. He is wearing camouflaged flak armor and pants and black combat boots.

Dialogue: The squad made their way down the corridor, they were all nervous, but they didn't show it, it was their first mission, and probably the most important. Suddenly there was a sound from the doorway on the left and five of those "things" jumped out at them. Charles, the squad leader, was the first one to go, John slammed a clip into his rifle just as one of the "things" tackled George to the ground. John ran over and slammed the shotgun butt into it's back, snapping it's spine, but it was to late, George was gone too. He turned around just as a "thing" jumped at him, he pulled the trigger just as everything went black........

Backstory: John grew up in Pinjino, Alaska, both his parents were marines and
demanded that he was in top physical shape, had great grades, and was respectful
and obedient, this early training helped him get through the Navy Seals training and get into their ranks, he had barely been fully trained before they were sent on a mission,"Protect the scientists, find and survivors, and don't screw up.", were what his squad leader Charles told his to sum it up after the briefing, he was medic in a five man squad with Charles, George, Jack, and Bronson, all of them good men. After the briefing they flew by helicopter to the lab and made their way with a group of 6 scientists through the maze of tunnels the facility contained.

Role: Special Ops, Squad Medic

Anything Else? Weapons: Shotgun and a pistol both with flashlight attachments, two grenades, and a Swiss army knife. I really don't know why non-magical people are called Muggles in the Harry Potter books.

4) You may only apply 2 times for one character. If you get 3 characters rejected, you may not join the RP

Gotta make a new one mate. Sorry.

"Name": Heckler, the loose tongued corrupted monster thing.

Dialogue: Heckler grinned in hunger, his long and giant tongue trailing down his chest and abdomen. Seeing a small human girl, who seemed to be running away from one of the weaker monsters, he swiftly climbed a building, his long claws clicking against the stone in a hurry.

Now ontop of the moderately large building, he laid down and whipped his head backwards, than forwards, his tongue stretching to disgusting limits as it wrapped against the little girl's torso harshly, more than likely breaking a few bones. ''Your mine now, weakling!'' he cackled insanely, swinging his tongue back towards the building, the little girl crashing infront of his prone body. ''No...please!'' she cried out in fear and pain, but Heckler didn't heed her calls. He wrapped his tongue around her like a snake wrapping around his victim, and swallowed her in one gulp, the little girls body not showing in his physical form...

Backstory: Heckler grew up as a weak limbed man. The truth was...he had cancer. It was a very sad day for his family...him in the hospital, sick and bald, his mother and father crying, praying to God. Days after that, he was sleeping in St.Helena, armored officials came rushing in the door, kicking open the wooden entrance and grabbing Heckler. The man tried to escape their grasp, kicking and screaming with rage and pain. The army man, grabbed him by the neck and choked him 'till he went unconcious. They dragged him towards the entrance of the hospital, him still in his hospital gown, and the onlookers looking in shock.

Heckler woke up in a clean-looking lab, strapped to a pure white bed. He hazily looked around, trying to remember how he got here. He woke up fully with a gasp, remembering the army officials taking him into a van. They must have drove him here! He frowned and tested the straps, noting with sadness their stability. He looked at the door with shock as a scientist walked in, two military officers by his side.

''The hell man! Let me go!'', Heckler roared, struggling against his bindings. The Cancer had weakened him until he was only a weak man. The steel cords sliced harshly against his skins, making him gasp in pain. ''Oh...your awake...'',the scientist said in a silky voice, slowly walking to Heckler's side. ''I thought you was going to be asleep for a while...'' he smirked, taking a syringe out of his lab coat. ''We brought you here because I wanted to test something on you...a cancer victim. You see...it's a cure for cancer, hopefully. Well...this will only hurt...ALOT!'' he suddenly screamed, stabbing the syringe into Heckler, blood squirting, mixing with the metallic green of the serum.

''No...please.'' Heckler muttered as his eyes closed. ''Why...me?!'' he screamed as his world went black, stopping his struggling. First, he discovered he had cancer. His wife broke up with him. His parents are depressed and sad. WHY HIM? When he woke up...he was different. He promised to take revenge on the military...the scientist...on all humans!

Abilities: Heckler's very snake-like, it showing in his appearance. He can throw his tongue to unimaginary limits., though how far it goes, the thinner and weaker it gets. He can wrap his tongue around the victim, and use that for gripping. The mucus on his tongue can infect, but it randomly does, but he honestly doesn't care. He can talk, but it's mostly hissing, and in a light, raspy voice that's hard to hear.

Appearance:

Anything else? Muggles...Y U NO USE MAGIC?

Here it is...sorry for the short backstory. I was eating ramen.

I revised it...

@GinKurama
K, accepted!

@Nron
Fiiineeee. I'll get skype on my new PC!

Wow so I can't join because Brink denied me for forgetting to add periods!?

I do not know. Anyway, Thunder, when's the RP thread?

Wow so I can't join because Brink denied me for forgetting to add periods!?

No. You cant join with that CHARACTER.

You can try two more characters. If both are denied twice THEN you cant join.