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[nat in the hat]

Okay I am seriously trying to quit drinking. But the thing that keeps getting in my way is I will always have just a few shots or beers left and I cant dump it down a drain because seriously. And I cant drink it knowing it will not be enough to get me drunk so I end up buying just enough more where I can get drunk. So now thats out of the way.

My krogan sentinal named Urdknat Deckard was born on tuchanka during a thresher maw attack. He was the product of a three way with his father and two of the hottest krogan females. Ya see his bloodline is full of great krogan warlords. As he got older those POS turians and salarians poisoned his people which forced his race to not have as much sex as krogans need to. Thats why krogans always are thirsting for blood. Wouldnt you want to kill eveything if you werent gettin laid? And the only time you did get laid you had to bone some female thats was just with your whole clan. Rahhhhh. So he left to find some of that blue asari trim. But like his father Urdknat Tony always told him. "First you get the money. Then you get the power. Then you get the women" So he needed a job, a source of income. And not just anything either. He was mad with bloodlust because the whole turians screwed his race's sex life. So he went to the bloodpack. He started as a welp and took his beatings. But he quickly became a leader and he started dishin out punishment to those before him and the nasty vorcha under him. NOW he was killing!!! Everything. Asari. Turians. Salarians. Drell. Hanar. But his favorite to kill was the quarians. Haha. So squishy and they made funny noises when he ****** slapped them. Finally he had the money but more importantly he had the power. He soon got hooked up with the most famous stripper in the terminus system. Lana T'suki. She was famous for suckin chrome off of the exhaust of capital ships. She also was a swinger and had many connections to some freaky stuff. Finally he decided to make an honest woman out of her and they got married and moved to the citadel were he got a job as a security guard to some high ranking officials. Then cerberus hit and after killin hundreds and hundreds of cerberus POS he finally made it back home to find his blue rose stabbed in her left boob and killed. It was his favorite boob too. He made a promise to her as she was laid to rest thay he would kill every last one of those phantoms with his hammer his father gave him. It was still bloody from the last quarian he had killed decades before when he hung it up. Now he patrols the firebases with others in the alliance's "N7s" or whatever they are called. All he cares about is killing.

[Jugger nuggss]

Urdnot Tony?

[nat in the hat]

Urdknat Tony





Or if you prefer

[PHOEN1XK1NG]

Asari have the best "back" stories...

[Jugger nuggss]

I guess my Valkyrie story is that she used to be a stripper. I mean, she still is, but she used to be too. But since the Rippaz are evil bastards, they targeted gentlemen clubs first do deprive us of joy. So now she makes big bada-booms until they're defeated and she can go back to shakin what her matriarch gave her.

Fin.

[DarkOrgasm]

My characters backs are always in pain due to being cut in half by a banshee hand spearing it, being foot stomped by countless mooks looking for their own devious glory, being pummeled to death by brutes/scions and then grabbed and held up in the air by crabs and atlas like I need my spine elongated and I just met my new chiropractor,

 

so that's their story and they're sticking to it

[nat in the hat]

I guess my Valkyrie story is that she used to be a stripper. I mean, she still is, but she used to be too. But since the Rippaz are evil bastards, they targeted gentlemen clubs first do deprive us of joy. So now she makes big bada-booms until they're defeated and she can go back to shakin what her matriarch gave her.

Fin.

Is her name Lana T'suki?

[nat in the hat]

My characters backs are always in pain due to being cut in half by a banshee hand spearing it, being foot stomped by countless mooks looking for their own devious glory, being pummeled to death by brutes/scions and then grabbed and held up in the air by crabs and atlas like I need my spine elongated and I just met my new chiropractor,

 

so that's their story and they're sticking to it

You must play quarians

[DarkOrgasm]

You must play quarians

sometimes, but I try not to   since they are always complaining about their soup and being whiny in general..

[Rapid Ignis]

Sorry to hear about your Alcohol problems.

 

There was once a small Consensus of Geth sent out to replicate the Legion-Unit's excursion among the organics.  They took a modified Prime's chasis and set out to learn what they could about the Organics.  When the Reapers invaded the Consensus allied themselves with the N7 project.  Being inquisitive about organic society, the Unit browsed through the archives of an alliance ship and chose a name for itself, one it thought relevant due to all the complaints allies had been making about how slow it was.  They are now known as Windows XP.

[Lady Artifice]

I like to imagine that my vanguard, Belladonna Jones, grew up on Omega--or some other lawless heap of metal in nowhere space--and had to learn to defend herself amidst gangs and slavers and all kinds of other terrible stuff. 

 

So when enemies expect her to be so over reliant on her biotics that they expect her to have trouble delivering a good solid punch without them, they're always surprised. 

[nat in the hat]

When you say belladonna I think of someone who does "movies"

[Lady Artifice]

When you say belladonna I think of someone who does "movies"

 

I think of a beautiful and deadly poisonous plant. I even made her armor black with violet overtones to be reminiscent of Belladonna berries/blossoms. 

[nat in the hat]

I think of a beautiful and deadly poisonous plant. I even made her armor black with violet overtones to be reminiscent of Belladonna berries/blossoms. 

Outta likes lol but I think we are on the same level

[nat in the hat]

Extremely over the top self loathing edit

[RidiculousMammal]

  Did he mention he was retiring?

[Krazy_Kirby]

I don't give them backstories because rp is lame

[Ardat-Yakshi Master Race]

Ahh my Asari (all of them)....

 

Lyssia was born on Illium to a well-off merchant family. After a few decades, she learned she was Ardat-Yakshi and tried to keep it hidden. However, as she got older, she just wanted to try.. just one more time, to feel the extacy, and it was then, that she embraced her condition, secretly killing people whenever she wanted.... Fast forward several centuries, Lyssia joined the effort to fight the reapers, killing them with the grace and efficiency of the best Asari commandos.

[Learn To Love Yourself]

My lore-friendly Female Quarian Engineer, Dirsurat Nar Bonanosoup Vas Victor, floated from alley to alley, searching for a meal, a job, a friend (preferably with a poor sense of smell), or even a place to expunge her waste receptacle (which gives the appearance of that "jiggly bum bum"), just drifting aimlessly.  

 

She was on her pilgrimage, but as she was one of the most gifted in her class.  She already knew how worthless her species was.  To bring something of "value" to such a species was laughable.  She vowed not to return.  The pilgrimage was her perfect escape from the tortilla, but she never imagined life would be so difficult outside of that dirty burrito.

 

She spent most of her meals surviving on nutrient paste and glue.  But when she didn't have enough credits, she fed on children and their sweet, delicious dreams, and then their parents' salty, savory tears afterwards.  Though her stomach was full, she knew chances of any kind of future was dim.

 

One night, cold and alone, she managed to break into a shuttle and decided to sleep in the cargo compartment, so she wouldn't be spotted by the local enforcement.  That fateful morning, to her surprise, she overslept, as her Omnitool's alarm didn't account for Daylight Saving, a ridiculous custom which even existed in her time, and she awoke to the sputtering sound of the shuttle taking off.  *cue sound of Jetsons flying car*

 

When she arrived, she awoke to the disgusted face of Urdnot Deckard, who was about to enlist in the space military.  She feared for her miserable, worthless life at that moment.  She decided to play it cool and join him, acting as though she was a seasoned veteran.  And her bluff worked.

 

She arrived to the enlisting center and found out that they provided three square meals a day (even accommodating dextro-based filth), a warm bed to sleep in (even though the bedbugs had more right to nest in them than she did), and even HBO (Holographic Box Office)!  She would act her bum bum out in the role of the lifetime for such luxuries!

 

Her lore-friendly powers actually came in handy on the battlefield, and she felt worth for the first time in her forsaken life.

Energy Drain, rightfully Quarian - The power to drain shields and barriers, and also the health from synthetics.

 

Sabotage - The power to temporarily hack into a synthetic's system, allowing you to bend it to your will.  She bogarted many an arcade game with this power.

 

Combat Drone - With the "superior" intellect the Quarian had, she built a drone so advanced, that it was totally independent.  However, there was a good chance each drone cast would become sentient and self-aware and would rebel, forcing her out of her own bunk or risk missions, forcing her to use Sabotage on her own pet in order to buy some time to hopefully not scrap missions.  In the worst of times, the drone would play nasty pranks on her, such as shocking her as she was just about to be seated on the throne, causing the muscles in her entire body to simultaneously contract, spewing her jiggles all over the walls, the mirrors, the ceiling, everywhere except the toilet.  By the end, it looked like a deep fried, greenish-brown donut with the toilet being the hole.  Marvelous.

 

Such a superior intellect to create something that can ruin your life like that.

 

As you can imagine, she was quite popular.  I guess that's her "back" story in more ways than one.

[Dalakaar]

Here's My Characters, With Back Stories.

 

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[The NightMan Cometh]

My Human Female Soldiers name Is  Jemma Kirk and her father was an Alliance Captain for about 22 minutes while a Reaper ship (Sovereign) destroyed his ship...She is a drunk and was convinced to join the Alliance by 1 of her fathers oldest friends.

[Excella Gionne]

My asaris have the urge to headbutt. I'm sure that says something about their background.

[RidiculousMammal]

  My Krogan Sentinel - Durpnot Wreeks was born on a space station on Garvug.  Actually his mother just laid an egg and left it there for a human to claim.  Later on, he worked several unsatisfactory labor intensive jobs on Earth where he developed herniated discs which could only be repaired on his native Tuchunka.  On the way there, he stopped by a Chiropractor to adjust his back to lessen the pain, but it ended up making it worse- so he....

 

..... to be continued.

[Learn To Love Yourself]

  My Krogan Sentinel - Durpnot Wreeks was born on a space station on Garvug.  Actually his mother just laid an egg and left it there for a human to claim.  Later on, he worked several unsatisfactory labor intensive jobs on Earth where he developed herniated discs which could only be repaired on his native Tuchunka.  On the way there, he stopped by a Chiropractor to adjust his back to lessen the pain, but it ended up making it worse- so he....

 

..... to be continued.

Hehe I was about to do a backstory for my KroSent too, and he was going to be from clan Derpnot, too!  Haha.

Except his nickname was Tri Force, given to him by his father, Zeldong.  You see, Tri Force lost one of his testicles during a training accident involving a Varren and the Krogan equivalent to peanut butter.  "Tri Force" is actually how Zeldong mispronounces "Three Fourths", which is how much of a quad Tri Force has left.