Post by icedragon500 on Sept 29, 2010 17:18:04 GMT -6
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•Hello I‘m known as Gatsu Dask
•But you may call me Gatsu or Dask, sometimes know as the black swordsman
•I Come this year I‘ll be 33
•Last time I checked I was still aMale
•Interested? Because I like women
•Make me happy why don‘t you? treat me to a meal. or give me some useful information. You could even talk to me. But ususally the best way to get to know someone is by fighting alongside them
•Do you really want to piss me off?
• People like me because I‘m a normally quiet and caring person. but my anger can be a thing to fear. i am a loyal soul who is quiet and understanding when he needs to be. but can become an entirely different person in battle, especially if someone i care for is in the melee.
•My Story Long ago, Gatsu was a soldier for the imperial army, and he was proud of that fact. He enjoyed fighting for a king that valued every one of his subject's lives. So when the Dark King made his appearance he had no other thought than of defending the castle. Gatsu could proudly claim the title of one of the strongest in the army. But when the Dark King's army came... he and his men seemed to be nothing more than rag-dolls to the creatures and monster-men. Even though they stood no chance he and his fellow soldiers fought on... many died but they managed to hold the line for a while. But the soldiers began to fall, and fall back towards the castle. But they were cut off. caught in a vicious melee, Gatsu soon met a dark knight. This... creature... was what finally turned the tables and would end the resistance of the last group of soldeirs. Gatsu put up a vicious battle even slipping into the state of mind of a berserker to fight. But it was not enough, his left arm was caught in the mouth of a large creature, it and a few others pinned him to the ground and forced him to watch as his comrades were slaughtered. The dark knight chuckled as one of the creatures talons slid forward and plucked out hsi right eye, and the one with his arm in it's mouth bit down harder to sever the limb off just below the elbow. The pain... the pain and emotional shock caused him to lose conciousness. The only thing he could remember happining next was the dark knight laughing and leaving him to bleed out on the battlefield.
The rest is a blur... he could see the palace teeming with creatures and the banner of the dark king being raised. "What do i do..." was the last thing he thought before he blacked out one final time. Gatsu awoke much later in a chapel. What brought him there he didn't know but it was a great stroke of luck, he was alive. But how long had he been out, what was the world like now? and where the heck am I? he thought. A priest soon came in and began to talk to him. He was told of his condition and of what was going on in the world. Gatsu knows what he needed to do first, it was time to re-equip. There was no time to sit here and sulk. He needed a new sword and he would have to do something about his arm...
•Isn‘t it lovely. My sword is my main weapon, as long as i am tall it is the weapon i am recognised by. I also have a metal prosthetic arm with a fe hidden tricks inside. I also have a knife on my belt and a bag next to it with miniature bombs about the size of marbles.
•Time to Get serious! i can become a berserker when in the heat of battle.
•I have my Reasons! i am fighting for my own ideals now, and i hope to somehow find the prince or princess and protect them.
•Arn't I speical! I guess you could call me a soldier, but i guess i am now just a wandering fighter.
•But you may call me Gatsu or Dask, sometimes know as the black swordsman
•I Come this year I‘ll be 33
•Last time I checked I was still aMale
•Interested? Because I like women
•Make me happy why don‘t you? treat me to a meal. or give me some useful information. You could even talk to me. But ususally the best way to get to know someone is by fighting alongside them
•Do you really want to piss me off?
- pick on the weak
- betrayal
- mock me
- doubt
• People like me because I‘m a normally quiet and caring person. but my anger can be a thing to fear. i am a loyal soul who is quiet and understanding when he needs to be. but can become an entirely different person in battle, especially if someone i care for is in the melee.
•My Story Long ago, Gatsu was a soldier for the imperial army, and he was proud of that fact. He enjoyed fighting for a king that valued every one of his subject's lives. So when the Dark King made his appearance he had no other thought than of defending the castle. Gatsu could proudly claim the title of one of the strongest in the army. But when the Dark King's army came... he and his men seemed to be nothing more than rag-dolls to the creatures and monster-men. Even though they stood no chance he and his fellow soldiers fought on... many died but they managed to hold the line for a while. But the soldiers began to fall, and fall back towards the castle. But they were cut off. caught in a vicious melee, Gatsu soon met a dark knight. This... creature... was what finally turned the tables and would end the resistance of the last group of soldeirs. Gatsu put up a vicious battle even slipping into the state of mind of a berserker to fight. But it was not enough, his left arm was caught in the mouth of a large creature, it and a few others pinned him to the ground and forced him to watch as his comrades were slaughtered. The dark knight chuckled as one of the creatures talons slid forward and plucked out hsi right eye, and the one with his arm in it's mouth bit down harder to sever the limb off just below the elbow. The pain... the pain and emotional shock caused him to lose conciousness. The only thing he could remember happining next was the dark knight laughing and leaving him to bleed out on the battlefield.
The rest is a blur... he could see the palace teeming with creatures and the banner of the dark king being raised. "What do i do..." was the last thing he thought before he blacked out one final time. Gatsu awoke much later in a chapel. What brought him there he didn't know but it was a great stroke of luck, he was alive. But how long had he been out, what was the world like now? and where the heck am I? he thought. A priest soon came in and began to talk to him. He was told of his condition and of what was going on in the world. Gatsu knows what he needed to do first, it was time to re-equip. There was no time to sit here and sulk. He needed a new sword and he would have to do something about his arm...
•Isn‘t it lovely. My sword is my main weapon, as long as i am tall it is the weapon i am recognised by. I also have a metal prosthetic arm with a fe hidden tricks inside. I also have a knife on my belt and a bag next to it with miniature bombs about the size of marbles.
•Time to Get serious! i can become a berserker when in the heat of battle.
•I have my Reasons! i am fighting for my own ideals now, and i hope to somehow find the prince or princess and protect them.
•Arn't I speical! I guess you could call me a soldier, but i guess i am now just a wandering fighter.