I'll take on anyone.

Let me rephrase that. Post a bio, that's not a freaking cheap charecter or trying to be obnoxious, and much fighting shall follow, as well as descriptive writings.

Damn better. *Shakes fist threateningly*

He's already bested me in everything else when I was a cop....you try it!

You bleeding coward!

Sure, lets go.

I think he copped out

That's fine. Just put up a bio, and we'll get to a post whenever.

*sigh* I had hoped to see dinoson being beaten into a pulp, alas he is too much of a coward. I'll take you on if you wish Master Smiter

Hmm, hate being the one to post first, well I'll review some characters and present

I'll make the intro if you desire.

Name: Jason
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Height: 6''2'
Weight: 160lbs.
Good, Evil, or Neutral: Neutral for the most part. Jason mostly looks to logic for what to do, but won't hold anything back when he wants to have fun. He'll drink, gamble, fight, torture for information and all that other stuff, but won't kill without a purpose, even if the purpose is somewhat small.
Appearance, clothing, etc: Jet black hair, deep green eyes, a small moustace and a stern face. Wears full camoflague, minus a black cap, T-shirt under jacket and running shoes. On his left shoulder is a tattoo of flaming skull.
Profession: Mercinary
Weapons: 2 Beretta 92G Elite pistols, M4 rifle, Doublebarrel shotgun, and assorted throwing and melee knives.
Magic: None
Special Abilities: Excellent marksmen. When not horribly rushed, his shots are dead on. He is also very proficent in the use of throwing knives and close combat with or without weapons. Jason is one of the few to be concidered the perfect solider.
Strengths: Accuracy, strength, speed and logic.
Weaknesses: No magical charecteristics whatsoever, and feels very little emotion.
Bio: Jasons father was in the army. At the age of 11, he was fully able to shoot, reload, repair, disassemble and reassemble about every gun in the house. He was good with all of his studies, but spent the rest of his time at a shooting range, perfecting his aim. At 16, his mother died of an unknow disease and his father left him the previous week for war. With no family left, Jason began to live by himself and become independant. When his father had not returned by the time he was 18, Jason left his hometown and became a wandering mercenary. He is currently hired by the Black Militia.

Alright. I'll get on that later tonight.

your next dinoson

I blame your fate...on your birth

By "tonight," I mean "tonight." >_>