Player Moulders Needed

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Player Moulders Needed
Topic Started: Oct 29 2006, 05:19 PM (1,110 Views)
Morkskittar	Aug 30 2007, 04:24 PM Post #16
Yay! My Rat Ogre! ^_^ Posts: 9,134 Group: Outskirter Member #1 Joined: April 6, 2006	Lordi... that's a lot. I'll see if I can add these during maintenance... Pillz
	Novels Written and For Sale: List UE Pub Fight Deaths: 334. Pillz and Pyllz are © by Morkskittar Dark Lord Nihilus Regarding Me: "You're the love child of Vishnu and Pegasus." Stop Geen Toegang! / Complete Works of Morkskittar / Ask a Skaven! 'zodi


Sid	Dec 7 2007, 09:40 AM Post #17
Great T'Phon Posts: 809 Group: Deathpitter Member #250 Joined: June 29, 2007	i am not to great att this, but hell (note feel free to not add it if you dont like it) Name: Sid the Mad Location: Under the forest in the outer regions of slyviania Brand: the word "Destine" and a robotic claw Description: of average hight and colour, a bit fat, alays wears a black cloak with the word "Destine" fading in black on it this also covers his large robotic left arm, and a belt holding a throwing star thrower and other misc items History: Sid was a skaven with a inquenchable thirst for knoledge, he often experimented with robotics back when he worked for skryre, but always liked to toy around with beasts, one faithfull day Sid drank a concotion of his which was suposed to make him large and powerful but only sucseded in leaving a foul taste in his mouth, he scurried around to try and figure out what had gone rong. but this only made him frustrated as he did he felt his power welling up inside him, as he grew to the size of a rat ogre he lost control over all of his body and started to flail wildly destroying all in his path, his left arm swung around crushing his lifes work when his arm was cut by his throwing star thrower the loss of blood caused him to lay uncouncious on the floor slowly twisting back into what he was before, when Sid arose he was mortified at what he had done all of his work was gone exept for a robotic arm, and some other misc items. He fused the robotic arm onto his left shoulder were his arm had been, took his belt and left to join his second love, pitfighting Mouldering Style: Sid uses swarms and robotics in his beasts as much as he can and is atached to the benifits of flying Famous For: his study of the hive mind theory any good??
	Death, my friend - so good to see you! Stand aloft and view my soul! I have to say you're looking frightful - Bony chum, you affable ghoul.


Mouse-sized Moose	Dec 8 2007, 12:36 AM Post #18
Master Mutator Posts: 148 Group: Throtlings Member #628 Joined: November 23, 2007	Name: Moose Location: A small cave network just outside the Overempire Arenas that used to be the lab of an old Master Molder. Not much was known about the old molder, except that a rumor that his own beast came back from the dead and slew him. Brand: No brands, for he finds them cruel, rather, he ties a Blue piece of fabric around the left arm of his beasts with a small black dot on the inside. Description: A rather large skaven, With Moose antlers on his head. usually bows his head because of the added weight. His ears have also been altered, made large, but shielded by his own horns, so one must speak up to talk with him. His eyes show that of a keen mind, his piercing gaze examines all. History:Was once the toy of a Skaven scientist, who was quite new to the game and simply slapped various claws and horns and such on his creations. The creator of course fused two heavy animal horns to Moose, making it hard to look up. While yes Moose was a decent fighter, his constantly bowed head was better for reading books rather then chargeing an enemy. He took his spare time to prepare an escape plan, in which he faked his own death in a fight, it was a cheap arena with an aged healer, who usually proclaims one with a headache dead. After being dumped in a pile of bodies, Moose quickly made his escape. So, he made his way to a more proclaimed area, but is ever on watch if his 'master' comes back for him. It was not long ago that he decided to strike back at his master rather then waiting for him to find out about his trick, and marched his newest creations on a test of their skills. Several dozen beasts later, Moose held his masters head on a spear, the look of absolute terror frozen on his face. Mouldering Style: A fusion of flesh and metal, gears and organs, skin and steel. That is his Mouldering way Famous For: Mork, think you could add something tasteful that Moose has done?


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