07-17-2018, 07:55 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Although he had never been the most strategic of the Freelancers, he had muscle and he knew how to use it. He was the tank, the brute force of the team. Even now, despite seeming alone in the battle, he still had someone at his back. Sigma's voice echoed loudly in his mind, overpowering the other AIs. It was still somewhat difficult to focus with so many voices in his head, yet he managed. He had no other choice.
Meta grunted as Washington barreled into him, pushing him off the leopardess. He quickly regained his footing, however, growling at the other male. Washington had never been the best in the Project, but he was persistent, and that still counted for something--especially when he was still willing to fight with a broken leg. Still, he just took it as a sign that he needed to break another one. He would make sure none got in his way, even if it meant getting his paws dirty.
But before he had the chance to make a move towards the smilodon, Carolina was coming at him, catching him off guard as her paws slammed into his helmet. It forced his head to the side, stunning him and giving her the time she needed to trip him. He let out a strangled noise when his neck was gashed, though it wasn't deep enough to cause any major damage. It did hurt like hell, though. It didn't help when he hit the ground hard, either, head whipping over to glare up at his former teammate.
Considering the size difference, the paws holding him down wouldn't do much. It did limit his movement somewhat, though. He'd twist his arms to wrap them around her leg, attempting to roll over onto his back and fling her over with him. It might have also crushed her if she ended up underneath him.
[spoiler=TAGS 7/8/18]GENERAL
★ The Meta | formerly Agent Maine | male
★ Asexual
★ 5 years | unknown birthday | ages at roleplayer's discrection
★ tanglewood | rogue | freelancer
IMPORTANT FACTS
★ communicates in growls and grunts. his AI, sigma will often come out and speak for him if need be
★ besides sigma, he has two other AIs, iota and eta. because of his multiple AI he often suffers from headaches and hears their voices in his head constantly
★ his movements are somewhat jittery and twitchy, and at times he will randomly stop moving all together
★ he will attack anyone he sees fit, especially if they provoke him, which includes even clan members. he holds no loyalty to any clan and is focused on his own goals
PHYSICAL
★ large white hellhound [birth/main] | health: 100% | reference
description here
-- major injuries: none
-- minor injuries: none
RELATIONSHIPS
★ single | not looking / not open
★ npc x npc | first gen. | no mentor / no apprentice
INTERACTION
★ message this account or main to plot
★ hard to befriend / easy to make enemies with
★ physically hard | mentally hard | always on high-alert
★ will start fights, and will end them
★ attack by tagging this account
★ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions[/spoiler]
Meta grunted as Washington barreled into him, pushing him off the leopardess. He quickly regained his footing, however, growling at the other male. Washington had never been the best in the Project, but he was persistent, and that still counted for something--especially when he was still willing to fight with a broken leg. Still, he just took it as a sign that he needed to break another one. He would make sure none got in his way, even if it meant getting his paws dirty.
But before he had the chance to make a move towards the smilodon, Carolina was coming at him, catching him off guard as her paws slammed into his helmet. It forced his head to the side, stunning him and giving her the time she needed to trip him. He let out a strangled noise when his neck was gashed, though it wasn't deep enough to cause any major damage. It did hurt like hell, though. It didn't help when he hit the ground hard, either, head whipping over to glare up at his former teammate.
Considering the size difference, the paws holding him down wouldn't do much. It did limit his movement somewhat, though. He'd twist his arms to wrap them around her leg, attempting to roll over onto his back and fling her over with him. It might have also crushed her if she ended up underneath him.
[spoiler=TAGS 7/8/18]GENERAL
★ The Meta | formerly Agent Maine | male
★ Asexual
★ 5 years | unknown birthday | ages at roleplayer's discrection
★ tanglewood | rogue | freelancer
IMPORTANT FACTS
★ communicates in growls and grunts. his AI, sigma will often come out and speak for him if need be
★ besides sigma, he has two other AIs, iota and eta. because of his multiple AI he often suffers from headaches and hears their voices in his head constantly
★ his movements are somewhat jittery and twitchy, and at times he will randomly stop moving all together
★ he will attack anyone he sees fit, especially if they provoke him, which includes even clan members. he holds no loyalty to any clan and is focused on his own goals
PHYSICAL
★ large white hellhound [birth/main] | health: 100% | reference
description here
-- major injuries: none
-- minor injuries: none
RELATIONSHIPS
★ single | not looking / not open
★ npc x npc | first gen. | no mentor / no apprentice
INTERACTION
★ message this account or main to plot
★ hard to befriend / easy to make enemies with
★ physically hard | mentally hard | always on high-alert
★ will start fights, and will end them
★ attack by tagging this account
★ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions[/spoiler]