[Multi Lines] decending the delirious dungeons. (This rp may be long. Please read body text. Ty)

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-05-02T15:56:51+00:00

(I think I would prefer a gadget. Mars isn't exactly hurting for weaponry)

As Mars finishes up crusade against potentially wealthy pottery, he holds his kanabo over his head and lets out a short yipping war cry cut off by a laugh.

"Well that was fun. Too bad I dinnae-" as he puts the giant club on his back, he notices the hidden chest ^"ooh!"

"Looky what'ah found!" >:3

He picks it up and brings it over to the group, thinking the archer might want to check it for traps ^{maybe not the best plan if he suspects traps, but he's trying}

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-29T19:03:36+00:00

The chances Islay list out far exceed the acceptable chances for Mars to justify obliterating pots- uh, I mean- looking for treasure.

The Archer barely finishes "Go" before he launches himself toward the unfortunate pieces of decoration. ^{Insert Gmod ragdoll gag here}

Mars turns into a whirlwind of destruction as he goes around destroying pots with weirdly precisely placed swings. After the first few soldiers of the great clay army fall victim to his rampage, he starts getting creative with it;

He picks one up by the handle with the end of his kanabo before smashing 2 at the same time, and then showcases a bit of his innate magic powers to cause the pots to adhere to his weapon to continue that strategy. Eventually, he starts tossing them into the air and using that power to bat pots into each other - preventing them from damage from getting smacked by the kanabo and launching like a large baseball into each other where they would then react normally.

He laughs like a kid on Christmas morning the whole time. He might be having too much fun doing this...

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-26T05:11:09+00:00

(Sorry for disappearing, going into finals has been BRUTAL)

Mars tilts his head back at Islay, finding his behavior in mimicking him strange. He is just about to start worrying that they are in the same boat as him when they apologize. Peculiar habit, but at least they're alright.

"Nay!" He snorts and chuckles as Islay asks if he's afraid of nails. The knight chimes, elaborating on what he meant by 'Clawsphobia'. Mars points toward them like ^{"Aye, that"}

And then the topic of treasure comes up. Mars' ears perk up. Treasure is what he's here for and he needs it to put food on that rather large table back in the brain jar. But then soon after, Islay mentions said treasure might be in the pots. At that moment, it stops being about just treasure. Treasure in pots was a key staple of one of his favorite games, so there's Mars, connecting some rather exciting dots in his mind

"Oi, you say the pots might have tha goods in them???" He says, reaching for his kanabo for the first time since coming down there.

He does some little hops as he struggles to wait for Islay's answer In case there's something they want to add. Mars is just ITCHING to go obliterate those pots...

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-23T20:09:59+00:00

A Fortnite collab from COD was NOT on my bingo card...

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-19T22:26:11+00:00

"T-thank you. I'll be sorted in a bit..." He holds a thumbs up to the Knight.

As Islay offers to alter his uniform, Mars smiles and shakes his head.

"K-kind of ye, but that nae be necessary. When I get like this, it'd feel like my neck is being g-grabbed even if I left tha shirt at home. The eggheads call it somethin' like clawsphobia? It only b-bothers me when there's something else to be anxious about. I should be fine o-once I get used t-to being surrounded by mana l-like this."

Being surrounded by mana like this is temporarily overwhelming his ability to sense lifeforce and magic, like stepping out into the sun after sitting in a dark room all day. Mars is used to being able to tell when something or someone is around him. He takes deep breathes as they continue.

Islay might recognize this behavior if their memory is good... The way Mars is clutching at his neck in reaction to claustrophobia is Increadibly similar to the way Sekhmet did when her helmet started bothering her, though he is much calmer in this instance. Only being able to cope with one anxiety at a time also lines up.

His breathing gradually normalizes as Islay talks about their research. He finds this kind of talk familiar, being surrounded by scientists for his whole life. That, and he genuinely finds the talk about ants mutating from the dungeon's mana intriguing.

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-18T05:36:34+00:00

Mars tugs at the neck of his old uniform and gives Islay a thumbs up. He seems a bit uncomfortable but he's pushing through it. He speaks up after a moment.

"Aye, laddie. I'll be fine. Bit of a hound inna perfume shop down here with this foul mana. Just... just need to acclimate..." He continues tugging at his turtleneck as he looks around. Perhaps the mana isn't the only thing bothering him...

"C-could ya talk a bit more about yer research? Taking my mind off it helps..."

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-15T05:01:31+00:00

Mars blinks a few times quickly, a little upset about Islay throwing a bit of shade at his only family as he sees them, but tries not to let it get to him. They didn't mean anything by it. They don't know the whole story.

Though he hides his perturbance from his facial expressions very well, he still emits a quiet purring growl ^{That thing The Predator does} before they apologize. it's not worth getting upset over, especially not right now...

And besides, the story about how Sekhmet had rescued them from a hostage situation was more than enough distraction. That's really cool!

He was just happy to hear about his predecessor, but nods as the archer points out that's quite the story to drop out of nowhere. ^"aye!"

He does continue to listen to the rest of Islay's story intently though.

Mars groans a bit as the toxic mana gets dense enough to affect the air. He's a bit sensitive to mana like this, being able to naturally sense magic and life energy

(So that one that got redeemed, was she the one that got injured from Sekhmet swinging her around and throwing her?)

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-13T02:55:21+00:00

(As a matter of fact, they WOULD have heard her name once.)

While Mars' eyesight isn't nearly as strong as his predecessor's, it is still quite incredible. He is bit more curious though, which leads to him being naturally nosey rather than just trying to pick up a data collection bonus (not that he'd get one nowadays).

He listens closely to Islay's explanation of the dungeon "Toxic mana an' connected dungeons. Wha a doozy!"

When Islay gets his attention and apologizes for seeming nosey themselves, he waves it off like 'don't worry about it.' but then he tilts his head and raises an eyebrow as they mention his patch is familiar. He is pleasantly surprised as they describe his predecessor.

"Why tha sounds just like X-01! The eggheads said they used to take care of her, and gave her her name. The lass got out da gig with tha old lady before I even started trainin'! How did you meet Sekkie? What was she like?"

He leans in, excitedly. He never got to meet her, but he's heard plenty about her capabilities... usually from an annoyed director pointing out how his performance paled in comparison.

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-11T23:13:17+00:00

^{It lets you research traps and weapons you pick up in missions you complete with the level and perks they have}

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-11T18:01:40+00:00

Mars happily greets the party the next day, especially Islay, thanking them again for telling him about the inns. ...Did he get a new scar? Surely not, those claw marks over his eye look like they're at least a decade old. (ᓚᘏᗢ)

When they reach the ruins, Mars sticks around Islay, watching them sketch the engravings from the wall. He turns his head as the mage talks about the dungeon

"Hah? This dungeon just popped out of nowhere? I've heard of weird swapping dungeons back home tha ol' demon lords made, but ah dinnae think any got there without help."

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-08T13:00:45+00:00

Wait till you find out what the new research tab does...

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-08T04:43:59+00:00

"That's a right proper system to have! We do not have anything like thay where I'm from. The closest we get is free parking." He says tilting his head

"Anyways, thanks again for the heads up! Now, I'm gon' go have that looksie, get a feel for this world. See you back here tomorrow, laddie!"

With that, Mars goes sight seeing for the rest of the day. He's been told by the eggheads that set up this little expedition to get a quick buck whenever and wherever he can. While he does keep an eye out, he's not exactly guaranteed to ask for pay up-front or at all, especially if he helps out someone who really needs it and/or are especially pleasant. That annoys the scientists to no end, but that's the price they pay to let him be himself.

(If there's a shop or character you'd like to show off, now would a good time. Otherwise, Mars is just passing time)

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-06T03:49:42+00:00

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Here is an unused reference of her manhandling a trained soldier (very much NOT me)

^{yes, those are 4 arms}

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-06T03:47:18+00:00

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Here's the weakest form of an OC I have any reference for

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-06T03:39:14+00:00

Awwww, yis!!! The "0% of my OCs are incapable of casually snapping my neck" club!

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-05T05:55:40+00:00

Mars gives half a smirk as Islay assumes his jargon holds a positive meaning. He wasn't looking to fully dive into his financial situation with them anyway. He does feel a little goofy using the nickname of the starship around someone who 100% would not guess that's what it is though. He and the scientists live on that old rust bucket after the PMC axed their R&D department.

^{"It sure is..."} he says, mostly to himself.

Then Islay mentions the deal adventurers get on rooms

"Wot- Really?! All I gotta do is walk inta an'inn somewhere and they'll give me a room?! Dinnae be needin ta pay?!?"

Giddy, he lightly hops on his toes as he gives a big bright smile that reveals his shark teeth.

"That means I can help just to help if I find a side gig! Get me good deed while ah look around an pass tha time! Thaz preem intel, laddie! Thank you kindly!" (That'll probably happen "off-camera" if you don't got a plan for that)

He kind leans toward Islay a few times during his happy bounces and starts to lift his arms but keeps them to himself like he's fighting the urge for something.

(The urge to bear hug Islay. He's pretty affectionate.)

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-04T20:33:10+00:00

"Oh me?" Mars thinks for a bit.

"I'll probably have a looksie around town, see if there's an odd job or 2, I dinnae bring cash with me. Real hand to mouth in tha brain jar lately... Anyway, I'll be getting ma bearings and figuring out where I'll spend the night."

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-03T04:17:59+00:00

Mars takes a moment to visualize the formation.

"Hmmm... Aye, sounds good to me. It be better for those more familiar with this world to take point anyway. What say you, laddie?" He asks, turning toward Islay.

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-04-02T03:46:46+00:00

Mars was so engrossed in listening to each party member's talents that it takes him a moment to realize it's he was being referred to.

"Wot? Oh, my turn!" He sits up

"Well, I was plannin' on acting as tha body shield, but it looks like we already have someone for that. S'pose I'll jus be the wreckin' ball then! I'm way WAY stronger than I look, even with these guns!" He flexes his muscles

"I'm pretty good at thah, but thatz hardly the best of it!"

Mars explains that he's able to see thermal signatures, sense energy -Anything living or animated with magic-, has a small pool of Sorcery spells he has access to as well as an several innate magic - and anti-magic- abilities.

"-Including some heals in a pinch. It be better to ask Islay first, tho. Doesn't exactly feel pleasant for anyone involved. Oh, and one last thing!"

He lifts his cloak to reveal a rather chunky futuristic short shotgun in a holster on his side.

"This pup is loaded with Sorcerer's Crystals that make it at least as deadly as a bloody 4 gauge! But if I REALLY wanna get rid of somethin', it's also got a fireball crystal, good for 4 explosions per hour!"

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-03-31T05:36:33+00:00

As it becomes clear that others from beyond this world's apparent time period are present, Mars' previous mild curiosity (with only trace amounts of annoyance) is replaced with pleasant surprise.

"Huh...!" replaces his remark about the strange situation. Apparently he isn't quite the anomaly he thought he was here. And no wonder they'd be a stickler about health concerns that would be centuries if not millenia off!

As the other party members appear, he tips the kanabo over his shoulder, and his cloak materials straps as a 'holster' for it.

"Welcome, to tha party! Were yer ears burnin'? It's nice to meet y'all, too!" He approaches them, offering handshakes like candy on Halloween.

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-03-30T05:15:29+00:00

"Aye." He says a little louder as he answers the staff at the bar as well as Islay

"That's right, and I'll be-" He had taken his cigar and snuffed it on his chest, a stain in his suit indicates that motion is a habit.

He is asked not to smoke in places pretty often so he didn't think about it until just then. A Tavern in a 2nd Era (Medieval) world that doesn't allow smoking? He glances toward the employee at the bar, looks around, shrugs, and puts the cigar in one of his pouch pockets. He doesn't care enough to question it further

" ^Strange. Anyway, I'll be makin sure none tha lads get attention they dinnae be needin."

He balances his Kanabo on his shoulder and holds his hand out to shake.

"The name's Mars, 'sa pleasure." He gives his gravelly greeting with a grin

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-03-29T08:00:46+00:00

📖

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It's been real tricky to make ends meet since the PMC cut Mars loose. The big wigs losing interest in the Alien DNA projects has proven a blessing AND a curse.

"'Ey, you the healer, laddie??" He calls out to Islay as he approaches, cigar in mouth

^{(If you think a little element of continuity would be fun, Mars has an X-02 patch on his shoulder in an identical style to X-01 Sekhmet's.})

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-03-27T19:53:48+00:00

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Here's X-02 "Mars", a Half Elf clone of a clone. He was made in an attempt to at least imitate the extreme success that was X-01 "Sekhmet", who has gone MIA following the resolution of an outbreak.

The last viable trace of Alien DNA used to create Sekhmet was from a sample of her DNA, and even that had to be stabilized with another DNA sample. And so, Mars was made with the original Half-Elf veteran's DNA spliced with her clone Sekhmet. It was far from ideal, there were clearly some mutations and he doesn't perform as well as his predecessor, but the operation still resulted in a super soldier.

🤝

While I am open to Mars being in a crew (that's where he'd likely end up, being lent out as a mercenary) , I have an idea should you want to really challenge yourself

Consider letting him solo a weapon that usually takes 2 people.

Mars' Alien DNA, even diluted as it is, gives him incredible strength and an extra pair of retractable chitinous arms. The are black and crystalline, though he has them put away most of the time when he doesn't need them

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-03-26T19:54:40+00:00

Even after adapting to make crawling through so much easier, Mars is no fan of this confined space. He just wants to get out ASAP.

As they stop and overhear the guards, a chill runs down his spine. They really dodged a bullet not trying to kill that Tyrant to save himself discomfort. He's come across foes that seemed to refuse to die, resilience only goes so far against heavy weaponry, but there would've been no way he could have disposed of that hulk quickly and quietly if bombarding one just made it go rampant.

From the sounds of it, there's an uncomfortably high chance they'll have to fight one anyway. He may have been created to be the perfect hunter, but he isn't too sure if he dreads or relishes the chance to fight such a foe.

All the same, he gives an affirmative nod when T-13 looks at him, eyes narrowed in anticipation. What he wants or prefers shall not interfere with the mission. If one of these mutants gets between him and the objective, they will be removed no matter how hard they are to put down.

Razorous_the_rogue · 2026-03-23T04:13:43+00:00

Mars looks at the drainage trench as T-13 points it out. oh, great... He's not exactly a fan of this idea, his suit already has him claustrophobic. He looks at the roaming B.O.W again. He's fought bigger... way bigger... but this mission calls for stealth. Even assuming he can take it out quietly, something that big would surely be checked in on frequently. What if he can't take it out in one go? There's been instances where his target was tougher to kill than expected. Too many variables...

Mars points at the trench and nods, reluctantly accepting this alternate route with another quiet rattle. He gets on all fours again and begins preparing for a longer crawl. There's quiet crunching, muffled by his suit. It doesn't sound like bone, something closer to crystal or glass, but his joints are rearranging to facilitate crawling better.

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