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I'm interested in making a character and joining this. Forgive me, but I'm new to the dice section of this site. How do I find a character sheet to edit and post?

"Someone say gun?"

"Something's wrong with this planet." Jack muttered to himself. He reached up to scratch his face, feeling the bristles of early facial hair across his chin. He could have sworn he was clean-shaven this morning. He joined the others, standing next to the woman he once knew. "Electric dude, how...

Mir's eyes flashed open, suddenly rising inside his clay hut on the desolate Dragon's Rock. "There's a presence here. Rune? No, would have felt longer. Item? Animal? Most definitely, vessel. Strong sign. Let's nose around." Without another word Mir vanished, sweeping himself up in a billowing...

I would like to start but this is personally not in my ability to sway either way. So whenever!

Without another word, Jack ran off, his arms full of metal bundles and shouting at Crutch. "Tin man, let's go! I need a computer to help me with this. We're making a triangular three-point base, and I need an area where a signal will transmit the most. Lead the way!"

"A little too regular. I've never found any bar compatible to the companionship and absurdity of that joint. I can't remember the name for the life of me. It's good to see you though. What brings you...here?" He asked awkwardly. "I mean, I never really thought settling down and colonizing was...

"Well, fuck me. I guess we're manually establishing a distress signal." Jack ran back to the nearest pod, grunting in effort as he tore off strips of the outer metal layer, the air filled with loud screeching. He returned, in his arms a bundle of scrap. "If we set up antennae around the local...

"Thank Space Jesus you have a working console. How soon you think until we can make a move off this place?" He asked Louis. "Oh, er...name's Jack, by the way." He did a double take, stunned as another survivor, a tall woman with assaulting violet features, entered the fray. "Sierra?! What the...

ITS NICK

IS THIS JESSICA?!!!!

"Robot guy!" Jack jogged, catching up to Crutch. "What in the hell just happened? That whole space rig just became a goddamn sea rig a good amount of clicks out. Can you scan for any survivors- actually, fuck that. Can you send up a distress beacon? This place is nice and Bahama and all but I'm...

And in any fantasy tale I must add by the way, you gotta have a crazy ass old wizard man that helps the plot along by dropping mad cryptic foreshadowing hints. YA KNOW. Mir.............LIN AAAAA

I'm ready now mayne.

Jack wandered the beach, thoroughly pissed off that an attempt to bunker down and colonize temporarily to escape Federation attention has now turned into the plot of Castaway. Openly he wondered if there were any other survivors, much less any that would understand the Castaway reference. He...

Mir Cursed Spirit 182,500 Days Old Origin Of Dragon's Rock No Allegiances Resides In Dragon's Rock Male Master Sorcerer (Dragon's Way) Field Manipulation, Conjuration, Chronokinesis A cursed man, bears the mark of a mutated, furred beast

"Shit!" Jack clambered out of the leaking pod, coughing out liquid and sopping wet. He tripped over the metal frame, falling into the sand and promptly vomiting. He breathed heavily, getting back on his feet slowly as he wiped his mouth. Alcohol and sudden landings do not mix. "I hate these...

May I join!! This looks amazing

Jack Monroe Human Variant [Class Atlas Surgical Modifications] 27 [DOB: N/A] 6'0 Researcher Aboard LP-65 Emergency Preservation Unit Ex-Military Ex-Mercenary [J.M. Wanted In Outer Reach Sector, Illegal Cargo/Theft Of Government Property]