What the hell. I'll put up the profiles for my other Black Scabs members, for use in the
NEXT version of W@RF (V.8). If anyone's wondering, I'm planning for Ricky and Cal to leave, and then come back again (
sort of 
), while Wic stays to work. If that's alright.
Name: Murphy McSplode
Race: Clakker
Age: No-one's really sure, but he seems to be around 40-45 years old compared to a human.
Appearence: Short, fat, bulging eyes, always has a maniac smile on his face. Plain yellow feathers and beak with the occasional scorch mark here and there. Wears faded blue denim overalls and bandages on his feet.
Equipment: Bombs, boomsticks, grenades, gunpowder, pretty much anything that has an explosive force that can fit in his front pocket of his overalls. Oh, and he sometimes uses his highly-flammable feathers to light things up, too.
Personality: One word: crazy. Crazy, crazy, craaaazzzzzyyyyyy. Always abnormally happy, high tolerance to pain, uh, keep him away from anything flammable. In fact even if it's not flammable, keep him away from it, because he's likely to find a way to set it alight anyways. Doesn't speak due to his brain injury, but manages to make some babbling noises and the odd evil cackle to express himself.
Bio: A mysterious brain injury involving an exploding barn when he was in his teens put him in a mental hospital for several years, during which he has had an unusual and dangerous attraction to fire and explosives. Several cases had been put against him for murder, manslaughter, property damage etc. that had been caused by his pyromania, but each case had resulted in his favour due to his mental condition. After word had gotten round that 'some retarded Clakker was killing inhabitants and getting way with it,' (quoth The Daily Deception), The Black Scrabs sent Cal, disguised as a nurse from the institute, to kidnap Murphy and force him to join the gang. He now has much more freedom to do what he does best, under the watchful (if unwilling) eye of Cal.
Name: Barnabus (or 'Barny')
Race: Slig, Big Bro
Age: Around 20
Appearence: Pretty much your average Big Bro; big, muscle-bound, takes up a lot of room in a lift. Definately wouldn't fit in an air vent
. Bright green skin with dark green stripes on his neck, arms and along his back. Modified mask, which is black and gives his small glowing red eyes a 360° view of his surroundings. Mask gives his voice a robotic edge to it. Wears black fingerless gloves, spikes along his knuckles for an extra-damaging punch. Otherwise, pretty indiscernable from the next Big Bro.
Equipment: His huge machine gun, the BlitzPacker-K5, which is a trimmed, primped and beefed-up modification of the original BlitzPacker machine gun, credits to Ricky.
Personality: Despite his killer appearence, it actually takes a lot to piss this guy off. Usually acts reasonably friendly to strangers, and fiercely protective of his friends and work partners. He is, however, very dull and slow-witted, and may take a while to understand some situations. His motto is, 'When all else fails, blast yer way outta there'.
Bio: Barnabus is actually an old friend of Ricky's, as they shared the same tent at the Slig Barracks, before Barnabus was promoted and awarded enough steroids to become the monstrosity his is today. He lived an honourable life serving in the Army, helping win many battles and earning many badges, mainly for how many enemies he had killed (that's how it works in there, folks). After reading a newspaper clipping in The Daily Deception (
"Sore-Loser Slig Murders His Opponent!") he was shocked to find it was about his old friend Ricky. He fronted up to Ricky's court hearing to try and save him, but the verdict was unavoidable; Public Execution. On his last nerves, he made a final attempt to rescue him by shooting and killing the two guards holding Ricky. Due to his rash actions, they both very nearly died that day, with both of them sustaining some heavy injuries, but thanks to Ricky's fast thinking and Barnabus' brute strength, they somehow made it over the town border and into the thick forest, where it would be impossible to track them. They stayed there for a few weeks, untill it became apparent that they would need professional medical help if they wanted to live. They went to the city on the far side of the forest, and found a doctor who was willing to tend to thier injuries and accepted a bribe to keep quiet. Nowadays, Barnabus is employed in Ricky's gang as security, a body guard, and as a spy agent for undercover missions.
Ya, but I didn't put Brutus in the roleplay, so it should be fine
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Nibblers the Slog
And yah, Dimitrio is the same Dimitrio from the currently on hold fanfic, just in an AU and stuff. And in regard to more recent things...I thought W@RF restarted in September, hmm, strange.