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  1. Jack sat in silence, content to sit next to Rev and let her do the talking. He was lost in thought as he ate his burger. This had been the first time he had let go of the beast in a long time. He was still a little rattled by the experience, by the bloodlust and rage. He chewed thoughtfully and wondered what Rev and Alexa thought of him now that they had seen his monster within. That thought was extremely discouraging and he tried to wash it away with Cherry Coke.
  2. "Good thing I am Russian then, da?" Jack said with a smile in response to the American minds comment. He had already gotten some of that kind of thing. Patriots were the same in any country to some extent. Americans were no exception and at times a bit too forceful with their ideals for Jack's taste. People should be free to do as they like as long as they weren't hurting someone else. That was how nature intended it, after all. He brightened at the compliment, farely beaming with pride. "Da, it is my dream to be hero, and also make comics of adventures, mine and others."
  3. Jack nodded as Dimitri spoke. "Da, I am enjoying my time there. In fact I have been taking Art classes..." He opened his sketch book between bites of food and showed Dimitri the picture he had been working on. It was one of Comrade Frost in one of his famous battles. Jack focused on his food so he wouldn't show how anxious he was to know what Dimitri thought of the drawing.
  4. Totally understandable and I think what Happened was I was planning too much. Where he is at now, he has no abilities with his shaman powers except the bear and he was meant to learn about things through RP.
  5. After looking at ur points TA I can see what you mean. I'm thinking maybe making Jack more of a druid type is a better representation of what I had in mind. The Bear is part of his magic as a Shaman, but so is the cold. Mechanically can prolly be better represented will work on it. Thank u for ur help (:
  6. It ties into his background and is another outlet for the spirit(s) he is bonded with. As a Shaman by birth and through his bloodline he has abilities.
  7. Jack's massive head slowly turned towards Posh Thug and he let out a growl, his temper flaring anew. His head lowered to the thug and he barred his teeth at his attitude. He let out a few growls of communication. Then he sat down in front of the alley, pulled together everything he could and managed to growl out, "Not...if...they...dead..." He glared at posh spice and licked his maw, hungrily.
  8. Well he isn't in bear mode so I just added his +5 attack and +6 str but I cld be wrong lol
  9. Jack turned and sniffed at the approaching man to determine his threat level. He kicked the unconscious body towards the man. "He is here." He said in his gravely voice. Jack knew he should apologize to the man, but the anger of the bear was threatening to over take him, and it was all he could do to restrain it into something remotely civil.
  10. Jack felt the warmth of her as she leaned against him, and it was almost too distracting. He cracked his knuckles as the punks rose to face him, undeterred. It seemed they were in no mood to listen to reason, and Jack only ever made one offer to take the easy way out. Villains and thugs never seemed to take it, prefering the hard way. He looked at the one he had first seen using abilities, assuming him to be someone of importance in the group, if not the defacto leader. He steeled himself and launched an attack before they could injure any Innocents. His fist shot out in an upper cut aimed for the punk's stomach and connected with a satisfying thud. His other hand came up immediately after and grabbed his throat, lifting him off the ground. "I say again...stop before you harm Innocents..." His thick accent lowered to a harsh whisper, punctuated by a deep growl. "...and I lose my patience with you..." He let the threat hang in the air.
  11. So he would have 2 HP? Attack: 1d20+5 13 If he hits he'll roll a grapple check
  12. With the thug that had started this in one hand, Jack picked up the bound thug and headed for the door. He had briefly saw Rev fly this way in the corner of his peripheral vision. The cheers from the crowd were lost on him, as the bear spirit within him was doing much of the driving at the moment. Rage consumed Jack, rage at this men for daring to threaten him and his friends. His mind vaguely remembered Alexa unconscious on the ground. He would come back for her. He had to make sure she was safe. He walked outside, ducking down to squeeze through the now comparitively small doors, and dumped the two thugs on the ground where the other things could see them. He let out growls at the remaining thugs.
  13. Jack growled at the thug, easily swatting hmthe feeble attack aside and responding with his own, feeling the soft flesh of the thug as his massive paw made contact. If he had been really trying, the impact would have sent the thug halfway across the bowling alley. As it was, the thug went limp and crumpled to the floor. With a roar of victory Jack grabbed the thug by his throat, feeling his pulse as he picked him up. His angry eyes turned towards the thug struggling within the mechanical arm.
  14. Jack is still going after Scary thug Punch: 1d20+10 24 If it hits, will use improved grab and grapple to pick him up in one paw. Grapple: 1d20+24 41
  15. Jack's eyes narrowed as the group of boys changed from annoying idiots to threat. "Get everyone out of here..." he said quietly to Jessica, his mood instantly turning dark. He could stand by and let idiots argue, but these were inciting panic and endangered the patrons and other Civilians. He rose to his full height and walked towards the group, menace in his posture. "Excuse me comrades. Do not endanger innocent people in you idiocy."
  16. Initiative: 1d20+2 14 Intimidation: 1d20+18 35 intimidation roll jic
  17. "Considering you have snow fort lil'one and using ability...it does seem fair. You have better defense, we get better offense..." Jack said with a smile and threw another snowball at her.
  18. Jack smiled at her. "Well I'm glad to have such beauty lady as a friend." He let his eyes rove over her for the first time, really taking her in from the red hair and skin to the tight hoodie and jeans. She seemed quite at peace, sitting there eating and sipping on the soda. He knew he liked her and her laid back attitude. He saw a lot of himself in her, and he liked having someone around who was as laid back as he. The fact that she enjoyed burgers as much h as he did was a bonus. "I do not know if stating facts is considered flattery here...but I have no intention of stopping anyways...so is good." He finished another burger and stole the soda away playfully and took a sip.
  19. Jack nodded as she spoke, facinated. He had never met someone of demon blood before, indeed he hadn't known such a thing was possible...but it made sense. He had an animal spirit inside him. His eyes flited to the raucous men for a moment but returned to her immediately. "My grandfather was Shaman of his tribe and talked tospirits often. I admit I know little about demons, though I can tell you would probably steal my soul if you could." He gave her a wink and a mischievous smile. He felt silly when her words registered with his brain. "Da, of course you can! I apologise for not offering sooner, must have been too distracted by the lovely redhead before me." He looked at the table and noticed that his cup was not here. "So distracted that I completely forgot to get Soda. I be right back melady." He stood, towering over her as he slid past her, her head barely coming to the level of his abdomen, and he made his way past the racous boys to the counter to get his soda cup. He filled it and returned to her, setting it down before her, letting her have the first few sips.
  20. Jack's eyes traced around the room absently before returning to her. "Well melady, when you have a Polar Bear spirit trapped inside you, one tends to have good genes." He said with a sly grin. His ears pricked up on the commotion coming from the group of men. Mentally he shook his head. Only men who were insecure about their power felt the need to show it off, well in his opinion anyways. He noticed the kids eyes seemed to be glowing. He returned his attention to his beautiful companion, but he kept a wary eye on the group. He didn't want to interfere in other's business, but his instincts told him that of the situation went South he may have to to protect his new friend. "What about you?" He asked. "I may be big, but you are perfection, no doubt of that." He removed a pen from his hoodie and started drawing on a napkin.
  21. Jack gently took her hand in his large hands as she grabbed one of the burgers, kissing it softly in greeting. "Dobry Den melady. Me name is Jack. A pleasure to meet such a lovely lady so unexpectedly." He grabbed a burger and took a bite, his stomach protesting his delay. "If i am saint..." He said with a chuckle after swallowing a mouthful. "Then you must be model." He took another bite.
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