MasterMustang

Wrench struck a nerve... why that no-good, ungrateful, low-life, pile of **** ... his grip tightens around his coffee but he maintains his composure. He will not throw away his honor and the Law he serves so vigilently for a smart-mouthed troublemaking civilian. He continues to munch and drink his coffee paying the citizen no mind. Out of no where Pantheon hears another outburst of laughter from behind him coming from Charger. His muscles tense up. He shoots Charger a quick glare before returning to his meal. His eyes were like daggers...

"Free samples, huh? Don't mind if I do." Pantheon takes a plate and begins munching. "Hey, these are pretty good, buddy!" Pantheon comments. "I think my fellow Wojek Legionares would like this place too." He proceeds to munch on the mushrooms but he still keeps an eye on the others here, especially that smart*** civilian. 'Pea-shooter' my ***...

Pantheon looks at Wrench with a slight glare. He waves his hand dismissing the foolish remark with an annoyed grunt. Fool.. the one time I just want to relax and then suddenly I am surrounded by idiot civilians... I knew today was to good to be true. The barkeep brings him his coffee and Pantheon leaves him a few bits. He just sits there in annoyed silence drinking his coffee.

Thank you all very much. ^^

Heck yea dude get in on this! Just don't break the law around my character or I'll break your face! lol ^^

SUCCESS!!!

Pantheon looks over to the new pony in the room. Looks like he missed him on the way in and it gives him a slight chill. Hmmmm... this guy... where did he come from? He sets down his sheild and spear at the bar but unlocks the holster to his Lawgiver Mk2 in case this guy deicides to commit a Code-36-10A... 'assault of an on-duty Wojek officer,' minimum 25 years. He looks down at the bar waiting for his coffee.

Shift Captain Pantheon just arrested some criminals from the Gruul Clans trying to break into a local weapon shop. 2 out of the 5 perpatratiors became casulties because of their endless stupidity. He struck them down swiftly with his mighty spear. Besides that, today's shift has been rather quiet which is unsual, especially snice it's the Guildpact's Centennial... As he patrols down the street he notices that the small bar that was under construction is finally finished. He decides to check it out. Even though he is on duty right now his superiors won't care. He is just going to get a coffee anyways. Pantheon lumbers through the doors of the humble Mushroom Kingdom bar, each massive step he takes echos within the mostly barren establishment. His large steel, red, and white heavy patrol armor is quite the intimidating sight. He looks around and notices a lone small pony at the bar. It seem's that business must be slow today. Paying her no attention, Pantheon walks up to the barkeep and leans over the bar. "Hey buddy, can I get a coffee? I'm kinda still on duty..." He looks down. Man, I haven't had a good beer in weeks... He looks around again, nopony else came in yet. "Slow business today?"

(OOC: Oh, sorry. Missed your post... ^^")

okie doky loki ^^

BTW, are our characters ponies or humanized?

Introducing my character I might recreate the scene above, I love this movie! ^^

Brew walks over and sits quietly next to Licorice. He looks at Cloud. "Uh... hi... I'm Brew Highkick. I'm from Fillydelphia." Brew replies with a slight bow. He still seems slightly nervous but it seems he is warming up to people now. Licorice still makes him nervous on the account that she is still a girl but... she still makes him feel welcome. This Cloud feels familiar to him somehow, like he can relate to him.

Not able to get Twilight's attention in time he obediantly makes his way to the campfire in the center of camp and sits down quietly. He looks around for Licorice Black, hoping that she will sit next to him. She's the only one so far that actually makes him feel welcome here. He starts to fidget as the spaces around him fill up with campers. Please Licorice sit next to me... please...

Yea, you probally got speed on him as his armor is kinda restricting.

Man Unit, our OCs are gunna hate eachother soooooo much lol ^^

(What I got so far...) Name: Shift Captian Pantheon Sex: Male Age: Middle Aged Stallion Appearance: Light tan coat with deep orange eyes. His mane is in a spartan style mohawk and is colored black and blood red. His tail is the same but long straight but jagged at the end. He has a tattoo of the Boros Legion crest on his left shoulder. Half of his right ear is missing and he has a scar over his left eye. Pantheon dresses in his custom made heavy patrol plate armor with chainmail and cotton underlay. He has a helmet but rarely wears it. His armor is steel in color with accents of red and white. His armor proudly displays the Boros crest and is dressed with several medals of valor. Species: Earth Pony Physique: Large musclar build. Very buff. Larger than most ponies his age. Cutie Mark: A large shield in front of two crossed spears. Origin/Residence: Ravnica Guild: Boros Legion Occupation: Former Boros Legion Military. Currently, Legion of Wojek Police Force: Partially tasked with the management and leading of policing patrols on the streets of Ravnica. Motivation: Unbreakable loyalty to the Boros Legion. Family were all members. Wants to clean up the streets and make sure justice is served swiftly and mercilessly. Likes: Protecting the weak, bringing swift justice to criminals and the enemies of Ravnica, and the sweet adrenialine rush of battle. Dislikes: Criminals, weak opponents, inactivity, and insubordination. Strengths: Very strong, somewhat agile, ruthless in battle, and is a brilliant military tactician. Flaws: Easily annoyed, lacks flight/magic, and has a large ego. Weapons: 1) Large Shield that can cover most of his body and a 2 yard tungsten tiped spear. 2)Spare short sword and combat knife. 3) His back up weapon is the advanced Lawgiver Mk2 pistol based on designs his grandfather stole from an Izzet League research facility. Personality: Pantheon has an iron will and when he is told to acomplish something he does no matter how difficult the situation or what must be done. His loyalty to the Boros Legion knows no bounds as his liniage is deeply rooted within the Legion itself. Because of his many successes on the battlefield within the streets of Ravnica he has grown to have a very high image of himself. He will protect the innocents of Ravnica at any cost and puts his life on the line everyday. He rarely goes a day without someone trying to kill him... which is how he likes it. Interesting. Character summary: Pantheon was born to a long line of loyal Boros Legion soldiers. His father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and 6 generations in the past were all soldiers for the Boros Legion. Early on in Pantheon's childhood his father instilled in him the values of honor, courage, and above all else justice. The first book he ever read was the Boros Legion Book of the Law. He also recieved his physical training early on as well. His father molded him into the finest warrior of this generation of Boros Legion ponies. Pantheon quickly grew in the ranks of the Boros Legion military. He became know for his ruthless efficency and relentless assaults on enemy positions. He earend many medals reflecting valor, courage, and honor in the face of insurmountable odds. After 10 years of service, Pantheon recieved the highest honorable discharge possible. However, Pantheon felt that his dream of being Ravnica's Symbol of the Law was still not furfilled. The streets are still littered with criminals preying on the weak, thus he joined the Legion of Wojek, a group within the Boros Legion that acts as Ravnica's crack police force. Pantheon's training paid off very well as he again scaled the ranks. Now he is the rank of Shift Captian, responsible for overseeing and praticipating in the day-to-day patrols of Ravnica withing his sector. His coworkers and fellow soldiers highly respect him both in rank and in character wanting to be just like him. They treat him like an action hero. Pantheon is now well know within all the guilds of Ravnica as "the Lawman," "Judge Pantheon," "The Judge, Jury, and Excecutioner," as well as "The Law." Inspiration for Character: Judge Dredd http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iLwNKEQ4ir4

Man, I better start designing a character soon.

Brew looks back over to the group of campers socializing with the councilors and then down at the grass. Maybe I should go over there... the orientation thing will probally be starting soon... Reluctantly he packs up his things, stands, and fixes his uniform. With a deep sigh, Brew walks over to the group. He looks around and notices a woman with purple hair and matching outfit. He can't help but get the feeling that she is the head councilor. He quietly walks up to her without a sound. After a second of awkward silence Brew says "Umm... excuse me miss..." to get her attention. "Uh... umm... I am Brew... Brew Highkick... ummm..." he says with a respectful but nervous bow. Why do the councilors have to be girls... He can't muster anything else to say. He feels really lost in this place.

[Camp Enterence] "Uh... um... ok then. Bye... uh... Licorice..." he says as she walks away with a small wave. She seem's rather nice. Out of all the people to talk here to she comes over to him. He feels welcomed by one person now. It put's his mind at ease. Brew pulls a mini stereo from his back pack and sets it next to him and pops in a cd. He jumps to his favorite song and sets it to repeat. This is a tune that he trains, meditates, and just plain relaxes too... like as if the song itself resonates with his spirit... He slides down and lays back against the tree and takes in the scenery. A quick refreshing breeze brushes by and small smile crosses Brew's face... "Mmmmm... that feels great..."

I'm ready! *GAME FACE*

Is this any better Phil? ^^

"AHHH!!!" yelped a startled Brew. He nearly fell over from the girl's surprise presence. He looks at her. He instantly begins to get nervous. A girl? Talking to me? Alone? What do I do? What do I do?! Brew closes his handbook quickly and sits with his hands between his legs blushing, embarrassed. What did she hear? She must think I'm weird... He looks at her shyly and then back down to the ground. "Ummm... ummm... I... I am just practicing... practicing my terminology..." he sutters daring not to look her in the eye.