A young man arrived in the city, confused, and rather disoriented. He was riding a large mechanical horse down the street. He looked this way and that. His left arm was obviously prosthetic in nature. It was blocky and seemed to be covered in rough dark metal. Iron, for those with the discerning eye. He observed the city and the night that hung overhead. He looked at his right forearm at the glowing mark on him.
"Hmm. Not sure I like that. But at least I don't feel them on it. Okay. Step one, find people. Step two, don't get shot, stabbed, or eaten. Step three, question mark. Step four, profit?" Tobias spoke aloud to himself. He stopped his horse and dismounted. He waved to someone passing by.
"Excuse me! Could you help me? I'm a little lost but not a Lost. Not sure that'll mean anything to you."
2 - Segments
With monsters about and some of them quite familiar, Tobias was out searching for people who were in danger. He will come riding up on a large black metal horse, a burning furnace in its stomach, and a pistol in his hand. Though when he fires, a grappling hook launched out and wrapped around your waist. With steam power, it pulled you back and onto the back of the horse.
"Gotcha! You alright?" He sent out the the iron pieces clinging to his left arm. They spun and rocketed off to slice through the following beasts, exposing colorful building blocks underneath the metal. Seemed his arm was actually made of large children's building blocks under that metal. Who knew?
Tobias McLauferty | Hunter the Vigil/Chronicles of Darkness/Changeling the Lost (OC) | Visitor
A young man arrived in the city, confused, and rather disoriented. He was riding a large mechanical horse down the street. He looked this way and that. His left arm was obviously prosthetic in nature. It was blocky and seemed to be covered in rough dark metal. Iron, for those with the discerning eye. He observed the city and the night that hung overhead. He looked at his right forearm at the glowing mark on him.
"Hmm. Not sure I like that. But at least I don't feel them on it. Okay. Step one, find people. Step two, don't get shot, stabbed, or eaten. Step three, question mark. Step four, profit?" Tobias spoke aloud to himself. He stopped his horse and dismounted. He waved to someone passing by.
"Excuse me! Could you help me? I'm a little lost but not a Lost. Not sure that'll mean anything to you."
2 - Segments
With monsters about and some of them quite familiar, Tobias was out searching for people who were in danger. He will come riding up on a large black metal horse, a burning furnace in its stomach, and a pistol in his hand. Though when he fires, a grappling hook launched out and wrapped around your waist. With steam power, it pulled you back and onto the back of the horse.
"Gotcha! You alright?" He sent out the the iron pieces clinging to his left arm. They spun and rocketed off to slice through the following beasts, exposing colorful building blocks underneath the metal. Seemed his arm was actually made of large children's building blocks under that metal. Who knew?
3 - Wildcard
[Anything here you can think of.]