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Grassy_Aggron
12-23-2010, 03:42 AM
First roleplay on PE2K, but not my first roleplay in general <3 Muhahaha! Inspired by Dragon Quest <3


Sonic: Distant Worlds

"Darkness...The concepts we cannot understand, the concepts we fear, the concepts we wish never existed...We call them dark, when they are clearly not. The line is thin; there is both black and white with varying shades of gray within. And usually, there is more than two sides to a single conflict, and more often than not, there is more than one problem. Heroes are not perfect, villains have reasons, and bystanders might have motives of their own.

A thousand years ago, a great rift opened in the sky, the ground rising up to meet it as horrific creatures flooded through the chasm. However dangerous these creatures were, their master, Kakon, was even worse. He flooded our world with dark matter in an effort to rule both worlds, for reasons still unknown. Kakon - and consequently the rift - was sealed within a legendary staff, the name lost to the ages. This was accomplished by a group of heroes battling their way through his army and defeating him in combat, using their powers to seal him away, and becoming orbs in order to keep him sealed.

As for the remaining monsters, they became what was known as "demons" and "evil spirits". The more pressing concern was the dark matter. It changes the land into more dangerous formations, and for living beings mutates them into horrendous creatures with no recollection of their past life and barely, if any, sanity left to speak of. They either remained at large until the end of their days...

Or fell on the very first.

Over the years the staff was "misplaced", however it was guarded by a powerful dragon to prevent Kakon from possessing any unfortunate soul. As with all secrets, it was eventually found out, and went missing. For five years, nothing happened, and the thought was that it simply had been lost. When one of the orbs of the ancient warriors was destroyed and the rift opened, it was merely deemed a coincidence. But when another orb was destroyed and the rift opened wider, it became evident that the staff had been found, and now the orbs, which helped keep Kakon’s power sealed, were under attack.

As for why it took so long for the first to be found? Theories are that they were so widely spread, the power so evenly placed, that they could not be tracked. By careful reading of information, or perhaps dumb luck, the first was found and destroyed. This left five orbs left, but perhaps the feedback of the first’s demise allowed the positions of the others to be found more easily, thus resulting in the destruction of a second.

Now dark matter is flooding our world again. The area where the rift is slowly expanding, known as Inferno Valley, already has suffered terrible effects...One must be careful traveling there. One can be infected by dark matter through the air, but the more one is exposed, the more likely that person will suffer the horrendous effects. And if someone falls into the river of dark matter at the bottom of the valley...May the gods be with that innocent soul.

The lines between black and white are poorly drawn...Heroes are sometimes villains, and villains are sometimes heroes. Whether or not the world falls to Kakon is up to every individual person to make. It is time to put an end to his tyranny, and protect the remaining four orbs so the rift, and Kakon, cannot be fully recovered. Perhaps it is time that the fight be won, and not forestalled…For if we lose, all hope is lost to the spreading darkness." - Skye Silvart

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To summarize what my dear character Skye said, the heroes must locate the remaining four orbs of the ancient warriors and protect them, as each one destroyed makes the rift open wider and the wielder of Kakon's staff stronger. If all of them are destroyed, Kakon will be freed. If they can stop the staff wielder, that'd be even better, but remember the staff can very likely possess anyone who touches it, especially when it has gotten stronger...

Oh, and evil people? You follow the staff wielder for one reason or another. Somehow, you benefit from all the destruction, although how is up to you.

Dark Matter

There is an issue with this. It can be treated similar to a disease - small doses can be dealt with by the body, but large doses are harder to get rid of. Additionally, small doses over a period of time will mutate slowly (the body cannot fight it off anymore), similar to how large doses will mutate more quickly, especially if repeatedly dosed.

Symptoms of poisoning (body is fighting it off and will not mutate):
- Cold symptoms
- Sneezing and coughing
- Tiredness
- Mild fever

Symptoms of corruption (body is losing fight and starting to mutate):
- Flu-like symptoms
- Sneezing and coughing
- Tiredness
- Increased aggression
- High fever
- Aches


Generally, mutation occurs within a week after signs of corruption are present, with increased aggression being the biggest indicator that the rapid mutation will occur. Remember: mutated creatures have little to no memory of their past lives, and are brutal, strong creatures. They only retain their sanity under special conditions, which will be found out later on, I'm sure.

Oh, and if you fall into a river of dark matter for more than five seconds, it's an instant mutation :) You're screwed either way - you'll still mutate even if you get out in time, as it's an insanely huge dose ^^'

Rules
1.) No god-modding, power-playing, etc.
2.) Be respectful to others!
3.) Please, no insanely powerful characters...Even the staff wielder will have weaknesses (I'm lookin' at you, Metal!)
4.) Rated PG-13 for blood, some language (no "S" or "F" bombs), some romance (No sex please @.@), and occasionally some gore, although I don't think it'll get too severe.
5.) Type "Merry Christmas!" somewhere in your sign-up to show you read these rules.
6.) Have fun!

Sign Up

Name: (First is required, last name and nickname is optional)

Age: (Obviously, a wee baby would be a disadvantage, and a crippled blind old person would be a hindrance. So try to be reasonable!)

Gender: (If you don’t know what this is…)

Species: (Hedgehog? Wolf? Fox? Magical unicornbeedog thing? Put it here.)

Side: (Obviously, some people are going to be evil, so this will help clear up confusion as to what side you are on.)

Appearance: (At least a paragraph, although a picture is also appreciated. Pictures must have at least two sentences accompanying them)

Personality: (How does your character act? At least a paragraph.)

History: (At least two paragraphs. This may seem like a lot, but it shouldn’t be a problem. However, if you have a really detailed history that somehow doesn’t meet the requirement…Scratch that. A detailed history would make this easily, and then obliterate it XD)

Weapons: (Please remember this is in an era that guns have just been invented. No cars exist, cannons are crude and prone to exploding, etc.)

Abilities: (Magic is a strong part of this era, but most know just a single spell, or a few varying ones. Mages generally focus on one element. Buuut, anyways…Can your character fly? Breathe underwater? Skilled at being a ninja? Generally, put what your character is skilled at, and special abilities they have here.)

Other: (Anything that doesn’t fit in the above categories.)

Grassy_Aggron
12-23-2010, 03:45 AM
Good
Skye Silvart (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227218&postcount=3) - Grassy_Aggron
Cryo "Little Icicle" Silvart (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227218&postcount=3) - Grassy_Aggron
Lunaria "Luna" Valentine (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227229&postcount=4) - Winter_Cherry
Nadia Dusk (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227229&postcount=4) - Winter_Cherry
Nova Rowling (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227318&postcount=6) - Doodlebop
Re/Nimue (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227318&postcount=6) - Doodlebop
Winter "White Wolf" Lovefrost (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3229539&postcount=38) - Elecii (Reserved)
Cyrus (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3229580&postcount=40) - Gentle Manne (Reserved)

Evil
Morgoth (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3230880&postcount=46) - metal sonic (Wields the staff)
Kratos Nuro (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227698&postcount=10) - s00pahFr0g
Astor Shikoba (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3228058&postcount=14) - Hawky
Xenon (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227318&postcount=6) - Doodlebop
Solaria "Sola" Valentine (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3227229&postcount=4) - Winter_Cherry


Neutral
Nyx Itzel (http://pokemonelite2000.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3230916&postcount=48) - Jolty Jolteon

Grassy_Aggron
12-23-2010, 03:46 AM
This post is reserved for my sign-ups...Which I haven't made yet. *Handface* Well, I thought through everything else, right? XD

Y'all can post now ;)

Name: Skye Silvart
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: Hedgehog
Side: Good

Appearance: A sky blue hedgehog with five quills adorning his head which streak upwards. His eyes are slanted (ever seen the character Nazo? He's based off him) and a yellow-green, and his muzzle is the only part that has no fur on his body. His gloves are tan, with a raised "x" on the back - the same goes for his tan boots. He also has bandages that come up to his elbows and knees, with each having two loose ends (he was never injured, just wears them for style) that are not long enough to impede his movement. A belt of leather circles around his right (our left) shoulder and finishing around his left hip (our right - think Tarzan style). His spear is attached to this belt and on his back - this belt also has compartments for little trinkets he finds. Last but not least, his back has two elongated quills that point outwards.

Personality: For the most part? Cold and emotionless from a tragic past. Once you get past this mask, however, he is revealed to be a very kind, warmhearted person, considered to have a heart of gold. While not "super duper optimistic", he holds to hope and tries his best to keep everyone going. Skye bears an incredibly long patience level and wisdom far beyond his years, but he has a short temper once that patience is gone - even to the point of being violent. Despite this, he detests violence in all its forms and prefers diplomatic reason over armed action. Very polite, he speaks without abbreviating, unless quoting someone or singing.

There is a violent side to him, however, sparked from his past. In times of extreme stress, rage, and desperation his personality can do a complete 180. He loses his inhibitions, becoming completely insane, yet retaining his intelligence. When it this state, he adores inflicting pain and blood, and is very sadistic in doing this. An extreme threat to enemies and allies alike, this side doesn't even seek self-preservation, and is hard to anger.

History: Orphaned as soon as he was born, Skye was raised alongside his older brother Claye by his grandfather, Koudo. It was during this time that Skye learned of the great disaster that had occurred many years ago, while also learning of morals that would later become part of him (and he also became addicted to insects as food, courtesy of his grandfather). He enjoyed a happy, somewhat carefree life.

It was not to remain that way, however. His grandfather, after a recent outing, fell deathly sick. The two brothers tried their best to help him, but he fell more sickly as time went on. Koudo sent them away to another village to get medicine. When they returned, they were viciously attacked by a strange creature, which killed Claye instantly. Skye, desperate for his own life, managed to lock himself inside their house. When it broke through, he had already grabbed an old axe that was laying around, and proceeded to defend himself by hacking away limbs, ears, eyes - whatever he could.

Only when the creature lay dead did he notice something strange; it bore remarkable similarities to his grandfather, who was also missing. When he realized that Koudo must have come in contact with some existing dark matter and become corrupted, the full weight dawned on him - Koudo had murdered Claye.

And he had murdered his own grandfather in return.

Devastated, he barely had enough wits left to give them a proper burial, before he was left to wander around at the age of ten. Truly orphaned, he barely ate or drank, eventually collapsing in the forest. It was here that a mother Shinolf found him, her three pups insisting on playing with the limp hedgehog rather than eating him. It roused him, ever so slightly, out of his stupor, and he would throw sticks for the pups to fetch. They slept by him at night, keeping him warm, and their mother even caught fresh fish (she had quickly discovered he would not eat raw meat of an animal) for him - thankfully his strong and unique blood allowed him to eat it with no problem. He even worked up the courage to touch her, finding to his delight that she was remarkably soft and warm.

Eventually, Master Shinto found him after a few months which he spent in the wilderness. When he was found, Skye was shy and frightened, more animal than sentient being. But through gentle encouragement and tough training over many years, Skye became what he was today. He currently resides with Master Shinto in a small village, not far from Inferno Valley.

Weapons: Spear of Herutsu - A red spear, blunt on one end while the other is a sharp blade shaped like a heart, also bearing diamonds embedded in the edges of the blade; the spear itself has gold marks running its length. It is a legendary weapon which allows only those it deems worthy to wield it, becoming as light as a feather. To those who aren't, it's as heavy as a one ton boulder. It is capable of cutting through nearly anything, and depending on the heart of its wielder it can unleash energy waves and a shield.

Abilities: A master at using the spear, Skye is more defensive than offensive, using quick attacks and counters to deal damage. He is capable of reflecting bullets (from the guns made in this era...Which are among the first, so they aren't very good) and other items thrown at him, and can generally dispel magic (but not curses - they are different entirely) used on him.

He also knows a few spells, but not all of them are offensive.

He can fire energy waves and create a shield of energy using Herutsu, but it depends on his willpower.

He has a dangerous technique known as Flash Echo, which simply accelerates him to the speed of light for one second, dealing damage in a straight line for a short distance. The aftermath appears to be nothing, but soon a slash will appear on his enemies followed by the sound...Hence the echo.

When in a tight pinch, he can use his anger to get more energy, but this makes him more prone to suffering an episode. He is capable of lifting a heavy boulder when stressed or desperate, but will be completely wiped out afterward.

Perhaps the most mysterious technique is what he calls the "Past Sight". He can see into the past, but only when he touches an object or person that relates to an event of significance to the world, or that particular person or object. He can't really control these visions, and he's never sure just when in the past they occur unless he can gather enough information from what's around and what he's seen. Oh, and he passes out during the duration of the vision, so when this happens at inconvenient times...

Other:
- Skye is, technically, mentally unstable, although it's rare for him to have an "episode".
- Hemophobic: He has a fear of blood...Well, large amounts as they can trigger "episodes". Oddly enough, his own blood doesn't disturb him.
- Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: Relates to his past, his "episodes" are a result of this.
- Skye's blood glows white underneath UV rays (the sun gives these off as well). It is also more resistant to disease, but it cannot be transferred to another person...His blood is unique, and attacks any other blood type; if his blood got in someone's wound, it would cause them horrible pain. Vice-versa, as well.
- Expert with rocks! XD
- Eyes are as strong as an eagle's during the day, and an owl at night - can even see perfectly in areas with no light.
- Despite the Shinolf that originally raised him is no longer alive (they live an average of ten years), and her pups are long gone, he managed to find a young pup and raise it recently. Named Blitz, and it has a small streak of yellow across its muzzle.

He's not over-powered...He has poor stamina, and his attack strength isn't that great ^^ Plus he tries to avoid fighting altogether.


Name: Cryo "Icicle" Silvart
Age: 10
Gender: Female
Species: Crocodile
Side: Good

Appearance: An icy blue crocodile, she has rounded spikes running down her back to the tip of her tail, and they are a darker blue. Her stomach is a cream color, and her eyes are the same color as her spikes. She has dark blue gloves and boots, with that icy blue color as a stripe going up vertically from the tip from the boot and her ring/middle finger. She has a white, teardrop shaped necklace around her neck. In regards to height, she is up to Skye's chin - Skye is her adoptive father.

Personality: Cryo is much calmer than one would think for her age. She is often thoughtful and quiet, sometimes remaining silent for hours on end. Her patience is somewhat high, although she is, like any other kid, prone to outbursts, especially when she thinks she is right. Cryo displays a curious personality, and is often playful with those she trusts (or other kids). She doesn't like fighting, and will try to stop any fights from occurring. She is shown to be frustrated with the fact she can't remember her parents.

History: Cryo was born to her biological parents farther north than where she currently resides. Not a lot is known due to her apparent amnesia, only that her parents were taking her to move south five years ago. During this time, a monster attacked their wagon, killing their horse and then her father, who tried in vain to fight it off - he was not a warrior, after all. It then focused on her, launching forth in a flurry of fangs and claws. Her mother darted in front of it, taking a fatal blow and falling on top of Cryo, who's shock prevented her from moving or crying out. This is what saved her - her dead mother protected her from sight, while her lack of movement and noise tricked the beast into thinking she too was dead.

Shortly after it left, Skye stumbled upon the scene (and somehow he didn't get seriously ill from all the blood). He discovered what had happened upon touching her deceased father, his Past Sight activating. He hurried over to her, discovering that Cryo had passed out from fear, and he proceeded to carry her in his arms back to the village. Her parents were quickly given a proper burial, but when Cryo awoke the next day, she had no memory of her parents or what had happened - she had developed amnesia from her intense scare. Skye took pity on her and took her in as his own, despite having no experience with kids or even girlfriends.

He may have taken pity on her because they had similar tragedies, but he can be a bit strict on her as well. Despite this, she's a happy child who wants to find out why she can't remember anything about herself when she was younger, and is always willing to listen to him. She considers Master Shinto like a grandfather, but she lacks a mother-figure in her life. She resides with Skye and Shinto in a small village by Inferno Valley.

Weapons: She's a kid - she doesn't carry weapons! 0o'

Abilities:
- Skilled with ice (and water) magic. One could consider her a mage, although she's a bit too young right now.
- Strong jaw pressure.
- Slightly tougher hide due to her scales. Underbelly is soft, however.
- Skilled swimmer.

Other:
- Skye is her adoptive father - he's had her for five years now (so he took her in when he was 23).
- Her nickname, "Icicle", is an affectionate term both Skye and Shinto often call her.
- Blitz is a constant companion of hers.


Shinolf (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMLR9A7Pn7Y&feature=related) - The Shinolf is the "Orion" - the big, white and green wolf. Pups are the "Padfoot", except they lack the wings the fur, are white instead of gray, and the ear tufts are green. The "Hell Hound" and "Fenrir"are corrupted forms, respectively - the "Hell Hound" being black and having a bright blue mane to match the adult of its species.

Shinolf (Shine + Wolf) and Shadolf (Shadow + Wolf) pups go through a "cocoon" stage for a week or so as they rapidly mature at around the age of one year. Shinolfs have a natural way with light magic, while their dark matter counterparts have a natural way with dark magic.

Winter
12-23-2010, 03:58 AM
Name: Lunaria "Luna" Valentine

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Species: Fox

Side: Good

Appearance: Sorry guys, no pic this time--I can't draw Sonic style. :) Luna is a nearly snow white fox, with the exception of the black tips of her ears and tail. She has intense blue eyes that often display her emotions so long as you know how to read them, and a teardrop-shaped stone the same color that hangs from a silver chain around her neck that she never takes off, as well as slightly elongated fur around her face, giving her the appearance that resembles a girl's chin-length haircut on a human. She tends to wear light, hard leather armor she's managed to dye blue and looks more like a dress than armor with simple pieces covering the outside of her hears and plain brown boots, a simple brown leather sheath for Eclipse slung at an angle across her back. Along with her necklace, she has a very worn braided leather bracelet around her right wrist.

Personality: Though Luna was never trained fully by a true master, her swordmanship is hard to find a rival to, and during a fight, she's the one who will focus on keeping her key players safe rather than just hacking and slashing like an idiot. She often seems open and friendly, but anyone who can read people well will be able to see she's also wary of people to some extent, due to her bad luck with relationships, though she does regard her friend Cloud with a certain softness tinged with sarcasm. She also has a soft spot for children, something that's always been present in her, and makes kids love her in the towns she's visited, and people often come to like her more for it because it shows how kind of a person she can really be and that she's not all tough knight on the inside. Luna has a fondness of books, and poetry, as well as singing, though finding her reading is rare, and finding her singing is more rare still. As nice as she is, though, Luna will not take being talked down to by men nor will she take well to you trying to boss her around, especially if you're a man. Otherwise, she has the patience of a saint on most days, and she loves rain. She has a clear-cut sense of right and wrong, and passionately tries to help the side of good because of her life beforehand.

History: Luna was born the eldest of two children in a small village near a beautiful forest both being girls, her father decided to pass on his skills in the use of the heavy blade to his oldest daughter, which Luna was throughly delighted to learn, going through training at a rapid rate and excelling the basics quickly, although not enough to protect her family when the time came. When she was twelve, her village was attacked while she was practicing with another village child, and she rushed home to see what was going on when smoke began to rise. She came to find that her village was being attacked by bandits, who were raiding houses steadily, then lighting them on fire and attacking villagers she'd known her whole life. She managed to find her her father and little sister, her father told her the bandits had already gotten her mother, and to take her sister and leave until he or someone else from the village came looking for them. While on their way out of the village, Luna's little sister tripped, and due to her hurry to leave, Luna didn't notice immediately. She turned when her younger sister cried out for her, and went back for her when the fire reached the nearby local alchemist's, and reacted badly with one thing or another, causing the building to explode, taking her sister's life. She fled the village alone, and has reason to believes she's the only one who made it out alive.

She fled to the nearest town she could find, which took longer than she thought it would due to her unstable state of shock skewing her sense of direction. She eventually came across a larger riverside town where she was taken in by the locals, and trained until she finally use a true heavy blade, then had to practically beg the town's smith to have one forged for her, the result was Eclispe. She made friends with a wolf about her same age in the town named Cloud, as well, up until she decided she was going to leave town as a mercenary of sorts in order to try to help others. Now that she's noticing the disruption in the world and is curious as to why it's happening and how she can help.

Weapons: Eclipse--steal this pic and burn, I drew this! (http://s301.photobucket.com/albums/nn73/Mew__Rose/My%20Art/?action=view&current=Eclipse-1.jpg)
An unusual weapen seen these days, Luna is an unofficial master of the heavy blade, Eclipse is nearly as long as Luna is taller, possibly longer, with a half a foot dedicated to handle while the rest is pure metal and that huge gem in the center. It's heavy enough most people continually wonder how she waves it around as though it weighs nothing, but she'll tell you over and over it was a lot of training on her part and years of using the sword.

Abilities: Luna has a knack for fire magic, but that about it. Just careful if you ask her to light a campfire. :)

Other: Merry Christmas, Grassy.



Name: Nadia Dusk

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Species: Panther

Side: Good

Appearance: Nadia is a slim, graceful creature with nearly solid black fur, interrupted only by fractionally darker spots hardly visable to the normal eye and bright green eyes. She keeps her hair long--as in lower back long-- with her bangs pulled back into two braids on either side of her face bound with light blue ribbons. Her upper arms are clad in two thick, ornate gold bands(one on each arm) and her hands are covered in simple blue, fingerless gloves. She is often seen wearing a simple sleeveless white dress edged with a blue stitched-in patten and blue sandals. There's often a matching blue cloak fastened around her shoulders that goes to just below her knees.

Personality: Nadia is a bright, friendly young woman. A mage in everything but attitude, Nadia seems constantly and curious about how the world around her works naturally, and seeks out answers with enthusiam rather than a calm manner. She seems years younger than she is in attitude, almost always happy and incredibly naive, willing to trust anyone straight off the bat. She has a truly remarkable sense of optimism, able to point out the silver lining of nearly any situation, and tries to keep the people around her happy as well. Nadia has a clear sense of right and wrong, and, like Luna, will do what she can for the side of good while bringing her optimism along for the ride. She dedicates herself to helping who she can, even if it does come back to bite her, and her curiousity tends to get her in trouble.

History: Nadia was born and raised in a large town in the south. Born the middle child of three, and the only girl among her siblings, Nadia was determined to become a better mage(as that was the family trade), than either of her brothers. It was a matter of pride for her, her brothers were both stronger and faster than her, so she spent a lot of her time studying rather than playing outside like normal kids from a young age. She was slow to memorize spells, but pretty good at casting them once she could get the words out. As she grew, her memory got better and her studying paid off, as she learned faster, progressing further than her brothers and learning more powerful spells. She lived a happy life with her family until her parents decided they could no longer teach her, and sent her to a medium-sized village by a river to learn from a mage there, where she met Luna.

The fox with the big sword intrigued her, and Nadia went out of her way to force a friendship between them, much to Luna's annoyance at first. Eventually the fox got over it, and Nadia spent a lot of her free time with Luna and Cloud, up until Luna decided she was going to leave. She was forced to stay behind and study, alongside Cloud, who was supposed to finish studying as well(even if he never actually mastered anything--more of a jack of all trades, master of none kinda guy). Then she felt the disturbance in the world through her connection with nature, and immediately sought out Luna. This caused her to leave the village, in training or not in training, to find her friend. She was nearly stopped by Cloud, but managed to evade him with the aid of magic, and traveled alone up untlil recently finally running into Luna. After a bit of arguing, Luna finally gave in and allowed Nadia to stay with her.

Weapons: Nightglow, a silvery metal staff topped with a jagged crystal of sapphire held in place with a net of metalwork that looks like vines. Usually used to help with spellcasting, it can also be used as a spear, provided she needs to use it that way.

Abilities: Nadia is mostly focused on air magic, and has been able to adapt air to become a very good weapon, but she also knows several healing spells and a few other elemental spells from her younger days, before she picked an element to focus on, but rarely ever uses them.

Other: Nadia is viewed by Luna almost like a little sister. This view holds to the point that Luna values Nadia's safety above her own.



Name: Solaria "Sola" Valentine(Yes, as in Luna's dead sister*cue evil music*)

Age: Um, it's been fourteen years since she was born, but she's been dead for eight of them...

Gender: Female

Species: Fox

Side: Eeeeeeeeeeevil

Appearance: Sola, though she died when she was six, doesn't seem to have the same body she died in, looking closer to what her age should be, possibly older. She is a flame red furred fox with pink ear and tail tips, with startling deep purple eyes that were once blue like her older sister's and her hair falls straight, and is around lower back length. It's easily blown into her face, and she seemed to constantly be shoving it away from her face, she keeps thinking she should cut it, but has never actually done it. She is often seen wearing a simplistic long black dress with bell sleeves and a heavy black cloak with the hood raised and her hair spilling out from one side, when she makes hands gestures you can see a glint of a chain-link bracelet around her right hand wrist that has a single dime-sized opal orb attached to it that Sola treasures, though she isn't exactly sure why. Her hands are otherwise kept bare, and she often has an expression that gives others the impression she'd sad or lost.

Personality: Sola is a rather curious and cold girl, but not without reason. She happens to have a bit of self-loathing towards herself because she can't remember the important things from her past, and trying to remember brings her pain, leaving her with nothing about herself other than her name, the feeling her body is way bigger than it used to be, and the knowledge that she is dead--or at least should be. She finds herself somewhat jealous of others with memories and families, but holds back her jealousy with the promise to herself that she'll makes sure they all share her once-fate soon enough, once she helps get rid of the orbs and sinks the land into darkness and corruption once and for all. Sola can also put on a good show of being a sweet, innocent little girl and getting people to help her, though she often feels the need to hide her face and identity, keeping altogether out of very populated areas as much as she can.

History: Sola was raised by a loving family, the younger of two girls. While her sister, Luna, was being trained in the art of swordplay, she was quickly discovered to have a large talent for magic, and her parents began taking her to learn magic from the town's best mage. Even at a young age, the girl learned quickly, easily performing basic spells after only having studied them for a short time. She enjoyed spending all her spare time watching her sister learn and fight, it always seemed to her like Luna was dancing. She looked up to her sister and thought that Luna was the best out there--at the age of six, Sola thought Luna could take on anything, and her sister let her down. The two were fleeing the village when Sola tripped on a rock and her hand slipped out of Luna's. She called her sister's name, and Luna turned in time to see an explosion, all Sola heard was a loud sound, felt a flash of heat, then nothing.

Somewhere close to eight years later, Sola went from feeling nothing to waking up to a sunrise in the burnt out shell of a village with no clue where she was or what she had been doing there. The burnt-out buildings were being overtaken by wild weeds and vines, grass poked up between the stones that had once formed the main street, and she was also acutely aware there was no one else there. Standing up, she realized part of the town was being eaten away by darkness--such as where she was standing. From there she tried to remember what had happened to her, and she was greeted with a sharp pain in her head and the image of flames and the sound of an explosion. Shortly after, her name came to her, as did the strange urge to find an item--a staff--and talk to it's owner. As she passed through cities and towns, jealousy for the inhabitants who had memories and families of their own began to nag at her until she decided she wanted them to share the same pain she felt.

Weapons: Her magic, and that's it

Abilities: Being a trained as a mage from a very young age, Sola has a vast array of spells at her disposal although she can't remember them when she tries, she only remembers spells when she needs them, as she needs them, and it's never something she remembers how to do afterward, though it seems she uses more earth-oriented spells than anything else, and on occasion she may use a darkness-based spell without really knowing what she's doing. Otherwise, she's a very stealthy and has a habit of scaring people without meaning to because of it.

Other: At times she comes off as a bit crazy because she knows she's dead, and she will sometimes dream about events of her past without knowing it's her past.

Grassy_Aggron
12-23-2010, 04:03 AM
Hmm...this one's kinda obvious, but oh well, reserve Luna for me.

Name: Lunaria "Luna" Valentine

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Species: Fox

Side: Good

Appearance: (At least a paragraph, although a picture is also appreciated. Pictures must have at least two sentences accompanying them)

History: (At least two paragraphs. This may seem like a lot, but it shouldn’t be a problem. However, if you have a really detailed history that somehow doesn’t meet the requirement…Scratch that. A detailed history would make this easily, and then obliterate it XD)

Weapons: Eclipse--steal this pic and burn, I drew this! (http://s301.photobucket.com/albums/nn73/Mew__Rose/My%20Art/?action=view&current=Eclipse-1.jpg)
An unusual weapen seen these days, Luna is an unofficial master of the heavy blade, Eclipse is about five and a half feet long, six inches being handle, the rest pure metal and that huge gem in the center. It's heavy enough most people continually wonder how she waves it around as though it weighs nothing, but she'll tell you over and over it was a lot of training on her part and years of using the sword.

Abilities: (Magic is a strong part of this era, but most know just a single spell, or a few varying ones. Mages generally focus on one element. Buuut, anyways…Can your character fly? Breathe underwater? Skilled at being a ninja? Generally, put what your character is skilled at, and special abilities they have here.)

Other: (Anything that doesn’t fit in the above categories.)

You forgot the "special word", but since you reminded me to put in the personality option, I'll let it slide. Speaking of which, you may want to add that part in ^^

Doodlebop
12-23-2010, 01:04 PM
Name: Nova Rowling

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Species: Fox

Side: Good

Appearance: LOOK, I DREW IT MYSELF. IT'S LIKE AMAZING. (http://img153.imageshack.us/i/novarowlingprofilepicsm.png/) Assuming those last two sentences don't count, Nova's about three feet tall, give or take a inch. She has an, um... petite figure. (Don't bring it up.) And her hair is actually quite curly, she straightens it. And she's supposed to have two rings on each arms, the same color as the one on her tail... But I forgot to draw it.

Along with the rings, she wears a mint green sleeveless shirt that is long enough to cover her hips. She wears a short sleeved, black jacket with a gold star over the left side of her chest. She also wears loose, somewhat baggy black trousers (those who make comments about ladies wearing inappropriate attire will be rewarded with a kick to the face) which she keeps tucked into brown boots that go halfway up her thigh. A brown belt is slung around her hips, though you can't see it underneath her shirt. She wears black fingerless gloves. She also tends to keep a lightweight sack with traveling essentials slung over her shoulder, which also has a cheap telescope in it which can extend to twice it's size.
Personality: Nova is cool-headed, sarcastic, and cynical. She tends to go around thinking the worst of people. She has a deadpan sense of humor, and will often be making dry remarks. She enjoys getting the one-up on people around her. She has a mild ego, and dislikes it when people beat her in something. Her basic philosophy in life is that the world stinks on ice, and seems to be out to get her. However, this negative attitude does give her the ability to roll with the punches. And roll with them she does.
Nova is also competitive and extremely stubborn. One of the few things she'll get worked up about is some competition, may it be a simple board game, a sports game, or who can eat M&Ms the fastest. She'll also occasionally be contrary just for the sake of being contrary. Getting in an argument with her is somewhat futile. Even if your argument is better thought-out, reasonable, and over all right, she'll somewhat childishly insist she's in the right.
Despite her philosophy, Nova does seem to be working to improve the world in small ways. If you're in a rut, she'll try her best to make you feel better (maybe not successfully). And though she rarely sheds a tear, she'll be a shoulder to cry on.

History: Nova was born up in a region with lots of mountains and hills, with no town to speak of. Her family lived alone up there, because her father was an astronomer and wanted a good view of the stars. He decided to name his daughter after a astronomical term- Nova. (It was almost supernova, but her mother was not going to let her daughter be named after a big explosion.)

Her father loved the solitude, but her mother was not so keen. When Nova was seven, her mother marched down the mountain with her daughter and refused to come back up. Nova, however, took frequent trips up the mountain to see her father, and watch the stars with him. Honestly, astronomy was the only thing the pair had in common, and other than that, father and daughter didn't get along too well.

One day, though, Nova went up to the mountain to see her father. His home was ransacked, and when Nova went up to their favorite star-viewing spot, she was promptly assaulted by someone corrupted by dark matter. She managed to get away. She never knew all the details of her father's death, but she can assume the dark matter creature killed him. She began to investigate, and found out about the whole dark matter thing, and decided 'eh, got nothing better to do' (or at least that's what she tells everyone) and set out on a quest to rid the world of dark matter.
Weapons: The rings on Nova's arms and tail can be pulled off and thrown. Surprising aerodynamic, and definitely hurt if you get hit. And she's got good aim. And occasionally she can just swing her sizable tail and clobber people.

Abilities: Nova is very, very flexible, to the point of it being slightly scary. She also has some pretty impressive leg strength, so she can do a lot of jumps and kicks. She has super-sharp hearing, which can be a burden at time. Also possesses a sort of sixth sense, which enables her to tell when danger is coming.

Other: Astronomy is her favorite hobby. She also has absolutely no upper arm strength. Has a debilitating fear of fire. And a merry christmas to you too.

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Name: Xenon

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Species: Wolverine

Side: Evil

Appearance: Xenon tall and muscular, though not as stocky as most members of his species. He has thick, dark brown fur, with streaks of lighter fur above his eyebrows and on his sides. He has a short black tail, and dark brown eyes. He has remarkably sharp teeth, and it can be slightly unnerving to see him occasionally show his teeth, even if it is in a friendly way. He has a variety of scars all over his body, and remembers each and every way he got them.

As for clothing, he tends to dress simply, mostly just a dark cloak, a belt, and sturdy boots. He always wears black gloves as well. His cloak seems to have dozens of storage compartments. Most think it is magically enchanted, as he seems to inexplicably have room for every single weapon in his collection. Every. Single. One.
Personality: Xenon is actually pretty friendly. He tends to have this dreamy smile on his face a lot, and tends to walk through life without noticing anything around him. He can say anything in an almost cheerful tone (he's the type of person who could say 'I hate you' with a smile on his face), and will actually comfort you if you're sad. Most people's first impression of him is 'probably not right in the head, but pretty harmless'. And they'd be right on the first count, but his friendly demeanor disguises the fact that he's quite mad. And that he spends time devising interesting ways to kill people.

Yup, Xenon kills people. As a recreational hobby. Favorite methods include setting them on fire, cutting out their insides, crushing them, etc. It has to be as gory and disturbing as possible for him to be happy with his work. He basically considers it an art form- and, well, blood does look like red paint...
History: Xenon as a child grew up in a poor district of a large city, and the area was pretty much considered a town within a city. No one ventured there very often, and the people who lived there had their own strange way of carrying out business, and those who might try to interfere were not welcome. Xenon was an orphan, and would wander around town. Everyone thought of him as 'that poor child', and he was sort of a pet of the townsfolk. People usually tossed him scraps and things to eat.

Around the age of seven, the murders started.

An exceedingly bloody murder was carried out on a member of the community. It was never solved. Nor were the murders that accompanied it, until there weren't many townsfolk left. The district became a place no one wanted to be- you know, that part of town. Eventually, Xenon left the town, and the murders stopped. Huh. How about that.
I could tell you about the bloody trail he left everywhere he went, but I won't. Instead, I'll cut to the chase. Xenon eventually heard of dark matter, and decided that it would be an amusing way to cause death and destruction. So he began to try and destroy the orbs.
Weapons: Take every sharp and pointy thing you can think of, then everything you can't. Most likely, he has them all.

Abilities: Strong, fast, good at murdering people. Does anything else have to be said?

Other: He doesn't like to get blood on his hands. No, not kidding. He won't kill you if he's not wearing his gloves. Merry Christmas.

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Name: Re/Nimue

Age: 19/??? (she's, strictly speaking, Re's conscience/a piece of white magic lodged in him, so really she doesn't have an age, though you could use Re's age if you wanted)

Gender: Male/None, really, but takes a feminine form to annoy Re

Species: Snow Leopard/Snow Leopard (except... well, I think you know by now)

Side: Good (reluctantly, albeit)/Good

Appearance: Re is tall and leggy, and not very muscular. He's very slender, and a bit of a lightweight. He was blueish-white fur with black spots, with a creamy white muzzle and chest. He has a thick and fluffy tail, tipped with black. He has yellowish-amber eyes, and has a scar running through his left eye. He has nice teeth, usually bared in a cocky grin. A silver ring is inserted in his left ear. He has light blond hair, with long bangs that fall in front of his eyes. He keeps his hair tugged back in a loose ponytail Normally, he wears is dark brown pants, with soft brown leather boots. He also wears a a dark green jacket with silver-colored cuffs, edges, and collars. It also has fake gold latches that keep it closed. It hugs close to his body, and covers his neck.

Nimue, though she really doesn't really have a physical appearance, tends to take a certain shape when talking to Re in his mind. She is small and lithe, with entirely white fur except for her cream colored ruff. She has large blue eyes with thick black lashes that would look innocent, if she didn't always have a sort of playful smirk on her face. Her tail is long and thick, and usually she twirls it. She usually 'wears' a simple white dress, and is always barefoot. She seems young.
Personality: Re is charming, smug, and daring. Or, at least, that's how he likes to act. When he's successful in whatever he's doing, you can almost see his head balloon in a way that's begging to be popped. He seems courteous, but mostly because bad things happen to him when he isn't nice. When he has to do something he doesn't want to do, he get downright grumpy and sarcastic. He's rather short tempered, and though usually he keeps it down, he's probably silently raging at you in his head. When something surprises him, he tends to be reduced to a incoherent mess. He doesn't like things outside the norm (though, granted, his norm is pretty weird). So, while he may seem cool and unflappable, he's actually a bit of a dork.

Nimue is tricky to pin down. She seems to switch between attitudes at the drop of a hat. Sometimes she's sweet and caring, occasionally harsh and vindictive, and other times cheeky and mischievous. A bit of Re seems to have rubbed off on her, and she's quite like his self-created attitude. She's all about things being far and balanced- an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Since she's kind of Re's conscience, she can occasionally get kind of bossy and self-righteous, though not as much as she used to. Now she mostly does it to annoy Re.
History: Re has always been a thief. Not a big, glamourous one, mind- a petty thief, no matter how much he tries to play up his path in life. Life wasn't easy, but he usually had enough to feed himself, and at least keep himself alive. And he never got caught.... Well, for sixteen years, anyway.

Re tried to pickpocket a mage. It didn't work out too well for him. He got caught, and was punished rather sorely. She whipped around and zapped him with a spell. Re collapsed, but everyone ignored the spectacle, assuming correctly that Re was a thief and just getting what he deserved. Most thought he was dead, but he wasn't. He was very much alive.

When Re finally came around, he dragged himself into an alleyway, head pounding. After a while, he pulled himself together and tried to find someone to pickpocket. He was halted by a clear voice in his head: you shouldn't do that.
Of course, his conscience had always been there, but it was just in the background- he had never really taken note. So this was sort of a surprise. It was right there, and it startled him into running off back into an empty alleyway.

Eventually, he figured out what had happened. The mage had been a user of an unusual type of magic- just magic, which was sort of like white magic, but not quite. She had cast a curse on Re that every time he did something wrong, it would happen to him, or something equally bad. And that bit of magic decided to take a form in his head, and call herself Nimue. It's easy to ignore a voice. An actual person? Not so much.

The next few days were, if you pardon the language, a living hell for Re. Everything he had ever done seemed to come back and punch him in the face- literally and figuratively. And he didn't know how to survive without thievery. He didn't do too well. Eventually he combed the city and found a job, though he didn't get very much. But he figured something out- if he did something good, it sort of counterbalanced something bad.

When the dark matter came about, Nimue bullied him into going and trying to stop it. And maybe this will counterbalance everything bad he's ever done...
Weapons: Re has lots of sharp pointy knives. Not that he ever gets to use them.

Abilities: Re, with Nimue, gained the ability of magic. He can only use it on people who have wronged someone else, and it kind of leaks out at inoppurtune moments, as he doesn't know how to control it. And, of course, he's an expert thief.

Other: Re's blind in his left eye. And nobody knows about Nimue except himself.

Winter
12-23-2010, 11:07 PM
Luna's done, I believe. Hopefully you'll get the campfire joke. :)

Grassy_Aggron
12-24-2010, 03:31 AM
Hmm...this one's kinda obvious, but oh well, reserve Luna for me.

Name: Lunaria "Luna" Valentine

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Species: Fox

Side: Good

Appearance: Sorry guys, no pic this time--I can't draw Sonic style. :) Luna is a nearly snow white fox, with the exception of the black tips of her ears and tail. She has intense blue eyes that often display her emotions so long as you know how to read them, and a teardrop-shaped stone the same color that hangs from a silver chain around her neck that she never takes off, as well as slightly enlongated fur arounf her face, giving her the appearace that resembles a girl's chin-length haircut on a human.. She tends to wear light, hard leather armor she's managed to dye blue and looks more like a dress than armor with simple pieces covering the outside of her hears and plain brown boots, a simple brown leather sheath for Eclipse slung at an angle across her back. Along with her necklace, she has a very worn braided leather bracelet around her right wrist.

Personality: Though Luna was never trained fully by a true master, her swordmanship is hard to find a rival to, and during a fight, she's the one who will focus on keeping her key players safe rather than just hacking and slashing like an idiot. She often seems open and friendly, but anyone who can read people well will be able to see she's also wary of people to some extent, due to her bad luck with relationships, though she does regard her friend Cloud with a certain softness tinged with sarcasm. She also has a soft spot for children, something that's always been present in her, and makes kids love her in the towns she's visited, and people often come to like her more for it because it shows how kind of a person she can really be and that she's not all tough knight on the inside. Luna has a fondness of books, and poetry, as well as singing, though finding her reading is rare, and finding her singing is more rare still. As nice as she is, though, Luna will not take being talked down to by men nor will she take well to you trying to boss her around, especially if you're a man. Otherwise, she has the paitience of a saint on most days, and she loves rain. She has a clear-cut sense of right and wrong, and passionately tries to help the side of good because of her life beforehand.

History: Luna was born the eldest of two children in a small village near a beautiful forest both being girls, her father decided to pass on his skills in the use of the heavy blade to his oldest daughter, which Luna was throughly delighted to learn, going through training at a rapid rate and excelling the basics quickly, although not enough to protect her family when the time came. When she was twelve, her village was attacked while she was practicing with another village child, and she rushed home to see what was going on when smoke began to rise. She came to find that her village was being attacked by bandits, who were raiding houses steadily, then lighting them on fire and attacking villagers she'd known her whole life. She managed to find her her father and little sister, her father told her the bandits had already gotten her mother, and to take her sister and leave until he or someone else from the village came looking for them. While on their way out of the village, Luna's little sister tripped, and due to her hurry to leave, Luna didn't notice immediately. She turned when her younger sister cried out for her, and went back for her when the fire reached the nearby local alchemist's, and reacted badly with one thing or another, causing the building to explode, taking her sister's life. She fled the village alone, and has reason to believes she's the only one who made it out alive.

She fled to the nearest town she could find, which took longer than she tought it would due to her unstable state of shock skewing her sense of direction. She eventually came across a larger riverside town where she was taken in by the locals, and trained until she finally use a true heavy blade, then had to practically beg the town's smith to have one forged for her, the result was Eclispe. She made friends with a wolf about her same age in the town named Cloud, as well, up until she decided she was going to leave town as a mercenary of sorts in order to try to help others. Now that she's noticing the disruption in the world and is curious as to why it's happening and how she can help.

Weapons: Eclipse--steal this pic and burn, I drew this! (http://s301.photobucket.com/albums/nn73/Mew__Rose/My%20Art/?action=view&current=Eclipse-1.jpg)
An unusual weapen seen these days, Luna is an unofficial master of the heavy blade, Eclipse is nearly as long as Luna is taller, possibly longer, with a half a foot dedicated to handle while the rest is pure metal and that huge gem in the center. It's heavy enough most people continually wonder how she waves it around as though it weighs nothing, but she'll tell you over and over it was a lot of training on her part and years of using the sword.

Abilities: Luna has a knack for fire magic, but that about it. Just careful if you ask her to light a campfire. :)

Other: Merry Christmas, Grassy.

Skye will never forget that campfire 0o' Lolz. Accepted ^^

Name: Nova Rowling

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Species: Fox

Side: Good

Appearance: LOOK, I DREW IT MYSELF. IT'S LIKE AMAZING. Assuming those last two sentences don't count, Nova's about three feet tall, give or take a inch. She has an, um... petite figure. (Don't bring it up.) And her hair is actually quite curly, she straightens it. And she's supposed to have two rings on each arms, the same color as the one on her tail... But I forgot.

Personality: Nova is cool-headed, sarcastic, and cynical. She tends to go around thinking the worst of people. She has a deadpan sense of humor, and will often be making dry remarks. She enjoys getting the one-up on people around her. She has a mild ego, and dislikes it when people beat her in something. Her basic philosophy in life is that the world stinks on ice, and seems to be out to get her. However, this negative attitude does give her the ability to roll with the punches. And roll with them she does.
Nova is also competitive and extremely stubborn. One of the few things she'll get worked up about is some competition, may it be a simple board game, a sports game, or who can eat M&Ms the fastest. She'll also occasionally be contrary just for the sake of being contrary. Getting in an argument with her is somewhat futile. Even if your argument is better thought-out, reasonable, and over all right, she'll somewhat childishly insist she's in the right.
Despite her philosophy, Nova does seem to be working to improve the world in small ways. If you're in a rut, she'll try her best to make you feel better (maybe not successfully). And though she rarely sheds a tear, she'll be a shoulder to cry on.

History: ...I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW LOL. Err.... I'll write this later.... xD

Weapons: The rings on Nova's arms and tail can be pulled off and thrown. Surprising aerodynamic, and definitely hurt if you get hit. And she's got good aim. And occasionally she can just swing her sizable tail and clobber people.

Abilities: Nova is very, very flexible, to the point of it being slightly scary. She also has some pretty impressive leg strength, so she can do a lot of jumps and kicks. She has super-sharp hearing, which can be a burden at time.

Other: Astronomy is her favorite hobby. And a merry christmas to you too.

Another female fox XD They sure are popular! I'll accept you because you've done a lot, but get that history up! ;)

Winter
12-24-2010, 03:33 AM
He'd better not forget that campfire! I think she nearly burnt anyone within three feet of that thing!

And thank you for the acceptance.

s00pahFr0g
12-24-2010, 05:25 AM
Name: Kratos Nuro

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Species: Lynx

Side: Evil

Appearance: All of Kratos' body has a yellowish tint to it which makes him stand-out slightly. His eyes are an electric yellow and often appear serious although this may not be the case. He is well built and is a capable runner, able to move rather fast. The tufts on his ears are slightly longer than that of usual lynx. There is an odd circle shape, of a darker yellow, centered right above his eyes. He also has several long scars along his arms and legs. To help hide his naturally bright appearance, he dresses in an all black hood with black gloves and sandals. His tail is much shorter than it should be; he had an unfortunate accident that caused part of it to be ripped off.

Personality: Kratos tends to be very flirty and has a tendency to think that the world revolves around him. He feels that everyone ought to 'worship' and obey him. If he does not have his way then he will do nothing less than try to kill the one who denies him. He also knows how to make people afraid. He is very capable to disguising his true personality and is often deceptive. He does not care at all for other people. Kratos prefers to let people suffer, and gets extreme pleasure from it, because he believes that allowing someone to live after great suffering is worse than allowing them to die. Death would mean a release from the unbearable, unending pain that they had experienced. Kratos knew that there were those who would learn to move on, past the sufferings they had experienced...even if they were by his hand. He had a solution to this; simply put these stronger beings through even more suffering. When angered he goes into a blind rage, attacking just about anything in his path and not caring about what damage he may do. He also has a holster on each leg for his yo-yos.

History: Kratos' parents could not afford to take care of him so they left him in the streets just hours after his birth. By some miracle, a group of outlaws found him and took care of him. Kratos often wonders why they did this; no other group would have done it. He believes that they somehow benefited from saving his life despite the extra baggage that he brought. This group raised him and taught him the life of an outlaw. They acted as if he had a free membership with the group and this was true as long as he followed orders.
Kratos had other plans for himself and rebelled at the age of 16. He overthrew the leader of the group and disbanded the remaining members. For some unknown reason he had developed a burning hatred for those that had saved him and so he separated them all as punishment for an unknown crime. They were all told never to let themselves be seen by him again; he would kill them if he did. Kratos slowly began to drift around the world, moving from place to place doing what he could to enjoy himself. Life was only about enjoyment. If it didn't give him some sort of pleasure then he did not want to do it. He was poor and spent any money he had on worthless things. He got most of what he needed by stealing from others.

This went on for about 2 years. Then he met a man who claimed to have the answer to his problems; he would be made rich and powerful. The man knew what to offer Kratos. Kratos listened eagerly to the man's story. He spoke of a great power, one that would allow him to take anything he so desired. This was the first Kratos had ever heard or seen of magic. The man wanted nothing in return, or so Kratos thought, and so Kratos eagerly followed the teachings of this man. Soon Kratos was proficient in the use of electric magic. This was what caused him to appear yellow. There was a constant electric current around him that he could discharge at will in many different ways.

Kratos eventually left his mentor and began to use his new found powers to gain the wealth and power that he had been promised. He thought he was rid of his mentor, but really every step he took was followed by this man. All he wanted was to wait for Kratos to do the dirty work and then seize the power and wealth that he had accumulated.
It didn't take long for this man to strike; Kratos soon stole the fortune of a wealthy land owner and through some 'persuasion' gained ownership of his entire estate. Then his mentor struck, using the greater powers that he had intentionally avoided teaching Kratos. What this man did not know was that Kratos had continued to train and was now far stronger and the man was soon defeated and killed. Now Kratos is biding his time in his new found wealth and a small amount of power.

Weapons: Kratos using a weapon that he designed himself; a pair of yo-yos. This yo-yos are slightly larger than a normal sized yo-yo. Their string has also been reinforced and can stretch much farther than that of a normal yo-yo. When the yo-yo spins six spikes, about 8' long, extend from out of the center of the yo-yo creating something like a saw blade when spun at high speeds.

Abilities: Kratos has training in elecric magic. He is also proficient with many weapons such as sword and shield, two handed sword, twin swords, mace, ball and chain, and battle axe and can move very fast.

Other: Merry Christmas

Doodlebop
12-24-2010, 02:59 PM
Thanks! I'll work on it...

I didn't notice the two female foxes thing, haha. That's just the way Nova's always been...

I'm rambling. OKAY, I'LL SHUT UP NOW.

Grassy_Aggron
12-24-2010, 05:19 PM
Name: Kratos Nuro

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Species: Lynx

Side: Evil

Appearance: All of Kratos' body has a yellowish tint to it which makes him stand-out slightly. His eyes are an electric yellow and often appear serious although this may not be the case. He is well built and is a capable runner, able to move rather fast. The tufts on his ears are slightly longer than that of usual lynx. There is an odd circle shape, of a darker yellow, centered right above his eyes. He also has several long scars along his arms and legs. To help hide his naturally bright appearance, he dresses in an all black hood with black gloves and sandals. His tail is much shorter than it should be; he had an unfortunate accident that caused part of it to be ripped off.

Personality: Kratos tends to be very flirty and has a tendency to think that the world revolves around him. He feels that everyone ought to 'worship' and obey him. If he does not have his way then he will do nothing less than try to kill the one who denies him. He also knows how to make people afraid. He is very capable to disguising his true personality and is often deceptive. He does not care at all for other people and actually gets some enjoyment out of the sufferings of others. When angered he goes into a blind rage, attacking just about anything in his path and not caring about what damage he may do. He also has a holster on each leg for his yo-yos.

History: Kratos' parents could not afford to take care of him so they left him in the streets just hours after his birth. By some miracle, a group of outlaws found him and took care of him. Kratos often wonders why they did this; no other group would have done it. He believes that they somehow benefited from saving his life despite the extra baggage that he brought. This group raised him and taught him the life of an outlaw. They acted as if he had a free membership with the group and this was true as long as he followed orders.
Kratos had other plans for himself and rebelled at the age of 16. He overthrew the leader of the group and disbanded the remaining members. For some unknown reason he had developed a burning hatred for those that had saved him and so he separated them all as punishment for an unknown crime. They were all told never to let themselves be seen by him again; he would kill them if he did. Kratos slowly began to drift around the world, moving from place to place doing what he could to enjoy himself. Life was only about enjoyment. If it didn't give him some sort of pleasure then he did not want to do it. He was poor and spent any money he had on worthless things. He got most of what he needed by stealing from others.

This went on for about 2 years. Then he met a man who claimed to have the answer to his problems; he would be made rich and powerful. The man knew what to offer Kratos. Kratos listened eagerly to the man's story. He spoke of a great power, one that would allow him to take anything he so desired. This was the first Kratos had ever heard or seen of magic. The man wanted nothing in return, or so Kratos thought, and so Kratos eagerly followed the teachings of this man. Soon Kratos was proficient in the use of electric magic. This was what caused him to appear yellow. There was a constant electric current around him that he could discharge at will in many different ways.

Kratos eventually left his mentor and began to use his new found powers to gain the wealth and power that he had been promised. He thought he was rid of his mentor, but really every step he took was followed by this man. All he wanted was to wait for Kratos to do the dirty work and then seize the power and wealth that he had accumulated.
It didn't take long for this man to strike; Kratos soon stole the fortune of a wealthy land owner and through some 'persuasion' gained ownership of his entire estate. Then his mentor struck, using the greater powers that he had intentionally avoided teaching Kratos. What this man did not know was that Kratos had continued to train and was now far stronger and the man was soon defeated and killed. Now Kratos is biding his time in his new found wealth and a small amount of power.

Weapons: Kratos using a weapon that he designed himself; a pair of yo-yos. This yo-yos are slightly larger than a normal sized yo-yo. Their string has also been reinforced and can stretch much farther than that of a normal yo-yo. When the yo-yo spins six spikes, about 8' long, extend from out of the center of the yo-yo creating something like a saw blade when spun at high speeds.

Abilities: Kratos has training in elecric magic. He is also proficient with many weapons such as sword and shield, two handed sword, twin swords, mace, ball and chain, and battle axe and can move very fast.

Other: Merry Christmas

Hmm...This character wasn't inspired by Kratos from God of War, by any chance? XD Accepted.

Thanks! I'll work on it...

I didn't notice the two female foxes thing, haha. That's just the way Nova's always been...

I'm rambling. OKAY, I'LL SHUT UP NOW.

Lol, don't worry about it. It's just funny because Skye is actually an important character in an upcoming series of mine, and his ex-girlfriend was a fox XD This Skye (as in, this roleplay) has never dated, though ^^'

s00pahFr0g
12-24-2010, 09:42 PM
Hmm...This character wasn't inspired by Kratos from God of War, by any chance? XD Accepted.

Actually I've never played God of War. I only know the guy's name and he has nothing to do with the character; I just like using the name for RP characters on occasion.

Are we allowed more than one character? Any idea when we shall start? It's been years since I've RPed sonic.

Hawky
12-25-2010, 12:12 AM
Name: Astor Shikoba

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Species: Dog | Breed: Shiba Inu

Side: Evil

Appearance: Astor is a tall, well built young dog. She stands around 6'1". Her hair is ebony with tawny streaks about midway past her ears. She prefers her hair long but not past the middle of her chest. This makes her bangs a hassle since she keeps them shorter than her eyes. The bangs often grow out within a short time. She wears a set of black thin framed glasses on her face. She is always wearing these glasses as she has poor vision without them. Under her glasses is a long scar coming from her right temple, past the edge of her right eye, and to the edge of her top lip by the right side. Like a dog she has their muzzle, mouth, nose, curled tail and ears. Her muzzle is about as long as it should be her nose is as sensitive as a dogs. She can track scents but she is unable to follow anything older then about a day. Like most dogs, her ears stand from her head. They are black on the outside and brown on the inside. Her hearing is no better than an average dog's range. Black fur covers her body in all areas but her chest, muzzle, and the lower half of her arms. The fur is double coated with the outer being thick and stiff and her lower coat soft. This helps with the cold. She wears a hooded black sweater with a high collar which she often folds back down unless it's cold. If it is cold, she uses her collar to keep her neck warm, the shirt she wears under her sweater is a brown colored long sleeved shirt. She wears a thick and heavy gold bracelet around her wrist. The bracelet is an heirloom from her father. She does not notice it's weight because she has worn it for so long. Like her sweater, her pants are thick and more suited to cold weather. They can unzip to make shorts in hot weather. For the most part her tail is curled but when uncurled it is not too long; it does not go past her knees. She wears a pair of thick, black snow boots with silver laces. The boots have metal plating on the inside. She also wears is a medium sized crimson bag which usually holds a small amount of food, water, money, arrows, wood crafting supplies, short bow, and some first aid supplies.

Personality: Astor is a quiet often thinking things threw before doing them, it takes longer to do this but it also leads to better decisions on her part. When is comes to fighting she loses her ability to think threw actions first this can be a hindrance. She has a few trust issues when it comes to others because of her past. It takes a long while to earn her trust but if you do it is not easily broken as she is very forgiving. For the most part she avoids being around others preferring to spend time by herself. Unlike what most know about her she has a soft spot for animals she refuses to hurt them and they often give the same respect to her. Preferring cold climates to hot ones means she can be uncomfortable in really hot weather.

History: She was born in one of the most northern places with the temperature never reaching above -5 degrees Fahrenheit, her family lived in a small village it was peaceful and the community supported one another. For most of her life she lived there until it was a week before her 15th birthday a person came to the village injured from a wild animal and her family took her in. This was not a good choice though as he was a thief known for doing this. He attacked the village that night killing almost everyone, and burning the homes it a few tried to escape but the cold took their lives as they ran. Astor woke up once she smelled smoke coming from a house nearby running to her parents room to make sure they knew but she found the thief in there, he had already taken her parent lives. Both died in there sleep unable to resist or know what was about to happen as they slept. The theif approached her with his weapon a knife he had gotten from the kitchen. Backing away from him she tried to get out the door but tripped over the ruffled rug in the room. He took advantage of this and attacked swinging his blade he left a scar on the right side of her face a deep wound. Closing her eyes she thought it was the end when she grabbed his arm, electricity shot out from her hand taking the thief's life instantly by stopping his heart. Standing up from the floor she gathered what was left in the house food, money, a thick set of clothes and a lantern. Going outside she burned the house with the lantern and turned her back to the fire.

After this had happened she spent her days a little farther south where she lived within caves avoiding people until a strange man found her one night in a cave. Cautious at first she spoke to the man but he gave no reply only telling the story of the staff and it's power. Then as a wind came he disappeared leaving her there almost as if he hadn't been there at all. This would be her chance to take revenge on those who claim to be good but she knew they weren't. Traveling from the region she lived in after any information on the location of the staff or any of the orbs. She would not give until it was fully released and the world could feel the pain she did when she lost her parents.

Weapons: Composite bow is smaller then most which means less power but more mobility when carrying it. For ammo it uses hand crafted arrows with sharp points that are meant to be silent when shot. The bow is a light blue and is able to fold up three times making it easier to carry. The bow is made out of mahogany and the arrows are mostly made from oak with a metal tip to them and are sometimes decorated with hawk feathers.

Abilities: She is a skilled lightning mage and proficient with a bow but she does not do well close ranged, she is resistant to cold weather and some ice spells for the most part. She is skilled in woodworking able to make things from arrows to large statues. Due to being a dog she is able to track scents but she is only able to pick up ones that are younger then a day if the conditions are right (no rain, other scents, ect.) her ears are able to hear on average of a dogs.

Credit to S00pahfrog for shoving the grammar into my head and helping me fix Astor's profile up

Winter
12-25-2010, 01:14 AM
Lol, don't worry about it. It's just funny because Skye is actually an important character in an upcoming series of mine, and his ex-girlfriend was a fox XD This Skye (as in, this roleplay) has never dated, though ^^'

I was about to say there... :) And don't worry, Doodlebop, Luna's always been a fox too.

Grassy_Aggron
12-25-2010, 03:36 AM
Name: Astor Shikoba

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Species: Dog | Breed: Shiba Inu

Side: Evil

Appearance: Astor is a tall built well built young Dog her hair is ebony with tawny streaks about midway past her ears. She prefers her hair long but not past the middle of her chest which she does not put up in anyway, while this makes her bangs a hassle since she keeps them shorter then her eyes but they often grow out within a short time. On her face she wears a set of black thin framed glasses which she wears always since her vision is not good without them. Under her glasses is a long scar coming from his right temple past the edge or her right eye and to the edge of her top lip by the right side. Like a dog she has their muzzle, mouth, nose, curled tail and ears her muzzle is about as long as it should be her nose is as sensitive as a dogs meaning she can track scents but she is unable to follow anything older then about a day. Her ears stand from his head they are black on the outside and brown on the inside her hearing in no better then an average dogs. Fur covers her body being black in all areas but her chest, muzzle but not her neck and the lower half of her arms. The fur is double coated with the outer being thick and stiff and his lower coat soft this helps with the cold but not in the summer or spring. She wears a hooded black sweater with a high collar which she often folds back down unless it's cold which she uses to keep hiss neck warm, the shirt she wears under his sweater is a brown red colored long sleeved shirt. Around her wrist she wears a gold bracelet it is thick and rather heavy but she is unable to notice this since she has worn it for a long time it is a heirloom from her father. Like her sweater her pants are thick and more suited to cold weather but if she is in hot weather they can unzip to make shorts. For the most part her tail is curled but when uncurled it is not too long not going past her knees. Her shoes are a pair of thick snow boots they are black with silver laces the top of the boots have a metal plate in them making them heavier them normal. The last of what she wears is a medium sized crimson bag which usually holds a small amount of food, water, money, his arrows, wood crafting supplies, her short bow and some first aid supplies.

Personality: Astor is a quiet often thinking things threw before doing them, it takes longer to do this but it also leads to better decisions on her part. When is comes to fighting she loses her ability to think threw actions first this can be a hindrance but she can easily be made to back off. She has a few trust issues when it comes to others because of her past it takes a long while to earn her trust but if you do it is not easily broken as she is very forgiving. For the most part she avoids being around others preferring to spend time by herself. Unlike what most know about her she has a soft spot for animals she refuses to hurt them and they often give the same respect to her. Preferring cold climates to hot ones means she can be uncomfortable in really hot weather.

History: She was born in one of the most northern places with the temperature never reaching above -5 degrees Fahrenheit, her family lived in a small village it was peaceful and the community supported one another. For most of her life she lived there until it was a week before her 15th birthday a person came to the village injured from a wild animal and her family took him in. This was not a good choice though as he was a thief known for doing this. He attacked the village that night killing almost everyone, and burning the homes it a few tried to escape but the cold took their lives as they ran. Astor woke up once she smelled smoke coming from a house nearby running to her parents room to make sure they knew but she found the thief in there, he had already taken her parent lives. Both died in there sleep unable to resist, as he approached her with his chosen weapon a knife he had gotten from the kitchen. Backing away from him she tried to get out the door but tripped over the ruffled rug in the room. The thief took advantage of this and attacked swinging his blade he left a scar on the right side of her face a deep wound. Closing her eyes she thought it was the end when she grabbed his arm, electricity shot out from her hand taking the thief's life instantly by stopping his heart. Standing up from the floor she gathered what was left in the house food, money, a thick set of clothes and a lantern. Going outside she burned the house with the lantern and turned her back to the fire.

After this had happened she spent her days a little farther south where she lived within caves avoiding people until a strange man found her one night in a cave. Cautious at first she spoke to the man but he gave no reply only telling the story of the staff and it's power. Then as a wind came he disappeared leaving her there almost as if he hadn't been there at all. This would be her chance to take revenge on those who claim to be good but she knew they weren't. Traveling from the region she lived in after any information on the location of the staff or any of the orbs. She would not give until it was fully released and the world could feel the pain she did when she lost her parents.

Weapons: Composite bow is smaller then most which means less power but more mobility when carrying it. For ammo it uses hand crafted arrows with sharp points that are meant to be silent when shot. The bow is a light blue and is able to fold up three times making it easier to carry. The bow is made out of mahogany and the arrows are mostly made from oak with a metal tip to them and are sometimes decorated with hawk feathers.

Abilities: She is a skilled lightning mage and proficient with a bow but she does not do well close ranged, she is resistant to cold weather and some ice spells for the most part. She is skilled in woodworking able to make things from arrows to large statues. Due to being a dog she is able to track scents but she is only able to pick up ones that are younger then a day if the conditions are right (no rain, other scents, ect.) her ears are able to hear on average of a dogs.

Other: Happy Christmas!

Accepted, but you realize the staff has already been taken, right? (Metal has not had time to make a sign up). Also, watch your grammar a little bit - I noticed a lot of run-on sentences, and it is supposed to be "through", not "threw".

"She went through the door" is a proper example of how to use "through".

"She threw the ball" is a proper example of how to use "threw".


Also, is Astor a guy or girl? You put female, but you've used "he" a few times...Not to mention the name seems a bit like a male.

Actually I've never played God of War. I only know the guy's name and he has nothing to do with the character; I just like using the name for RP characters on occasion.

Are we allowed more than one character? Any idea when we shall start? It's been years since I've RPed sonic.

Ah, okay XD His personality was a little similar...I never played the games either XD

And yes, you can have more than one character (I have two). If you want to roleplay Sonic, you can ^^ We need more male heroes, lol. Skye's the only guy 0o'

As for when we will start...Well, I'm sorta waiting on Metal to at least get the "uber evil dude" sign up...Well, up. I know someone else is going to join, but she hasn't been on lately...

Hawky
12-25-2010, 04:07 AM
Yes I do know the staff has been taken but she does it I should have mentioned this earlier. Sadly it looks like my auto grammar checker was turned on and it messed up what I wrote is most areas so I will fix this and those run on sentences. My s key is partially broken and sadly I didn't see that I used he. For the record Astor is a female I didn't think the name seemed more suited to a male but I guess that's just my opinion on that. It is fixed for the most part hopefully thanks to s00pahfrog but that's what i get for typing this too late in the night.

s00pahFr0g
12-25-2010, 04:35 AM
I think I'll pass on Sonic, but thanks for the offer, I just do not like playing canon characters. I'll probably put up another profile and be sure to make a male hero. xD I usually only play male characters anyway. I have a difficult time with with most female characters.

Doodlebop
12-25-2010, 01:31 PM
I wouldn't mind RPing Sonic, if no one else wants him. ^^

Winter
12-25-2010, 08:31 PM
I try to stay away from canons, too. And is this mysterious other person...I'm guessing Kris?

BTW...about the grils thing...I had to add a replacement Sola to the fray, I couldn't help it. :) Nadia's SU is with Luna's and it's done, hopefully you don't mind.

Grassy_Aggron
12-26-2010, 04:17 AM
@ Hawky - It's okay, just be careful of those. It can make it very difficult to read things.


@ s00pahFr0g - Ha ha, I understand. Then again, Skye is bared off of Nazo, who technically is a character by SEGA...He was never used ^^' So I took him in as my own. Eventually, Skye sprang off for an alternate dimension.

I mean, creating your own character...It's special :)


@ Doodlebop - You don't have to, I was just saying XD If you want though, you can.

@ Winter_Cherry - I added Nadia.



EDIT: I adjusted Skye's age to be 28, instead of 33. I felt he was too old compared to everyone else XD

Doodlebop
12-26-2010, 12:42 PM
Ms. Rowling is all done.

EDIT: I adjusted Skye's age to be 28, instead of 33. I felt he was too old compared to everyone else XD

Nah, Skye's not old. we're just whippersnappers.

...I'VE LIKE WANTED TO USE THAT WORD FOREVER.
Gosh I'm trippy today.

Um, anyway, two new characters will be up soon. Oh, and if I don't have to be Sonic... I won't be xD

EDIT: Xenon is finished. Another one's on the way. Is it bad that my own character scares me? ;.;

s00pahFr0g
12-26-2010, 02:32 PM
Ms. Rowling is all done.



Nah, Skye's not old. we're just whippersnappers.

...I'VE LIKE WANTED TO USE THAT WORD FOREVER.
Gosh I'm trippy today.

Um, anyway, two new characters will be up soon. Oh, and if I don't have to be Sonic... I won't be xD

EDIT: Xenon is finished. Another one's on the way. Is it bad that my own character scares me? ;.;

Stealing my ideas...I was thinking about making Kratos a wolverine. Why do people always insist on getting inside my head!?

So what's worse, enjoying killing things in the most gruesome/disturbing manner possible (Xenon) or enjoying seeing people suffer and not wishing anyone death because life is worse than death(Kratos)? Which reminds me...I forgot to add the whole 'life is worth than death' thing to his personality. Gonna go update that now.

Gentle Manne
12-26-2010, 09:38 PM
Hmmm. Before I join...

is there anything stopping me from being, say, a sea creature of some sort?

Winter
12-26-2010, 11:30 PM
Yay! Nadia made it!!! Hopefully she'll be just as fun as Sola was back in Knights, minus the freaky one-way psychc connection theat caused her to flip her lid every time Luna got stabbed. :) And Skye's not ridiculously old--besides, it's only a five year difference.

BTW, Doodlebop, no, it's not bad your own characters scare you. Just means your good at making messed-up characters. I do it all the time. So does Grassy. :)

Doodlebop
12-27-2010, 12:23 AM
So what's worse, enjoying killing things in the most gruesome/disturbing manner possible (Xenon) or enjoying seeing people suffer and not wishing anyone death because life is worse than death(Kratos)? Which reminds me...I forgot to add the whole 'life is worth than death' thing to his personality. Gonna go update that now.

I think they're about equal, but I think I'd actually rather be at Xenon's mercy then at Kratos'. I can just get Xenon's gloves away from him, and bam, problem solved. xD

And Winter Cherry, sure I can make a messed-up character, but usually I do it in a gleeful way. Xenon, on the other hand, has me shaking in my metaphorical boots.

s00pahFr0g
12-27-2010, 01:40 AM
I'm kinda tempted to unleash the full extent of Kratos. He is based off a character from another RP and he is supposed to be schizophrenic and have PTSD. He would pretty much go from being normal one minute and then psycho-killer the next. I kinda wanted him to have a touch with reality in this one though.

Grassy_Aggron
12-27-2010, 03:27 AM
Ms. Rowling is all done.



Nah, Skye's not old. we're just whippersnappers.

...I'VE LIKE WANTED TO USE THAT WORD FOREVER.
Gosh I'm trippy today.

Um, anyway, two new characters will be up soon. Oh, and if I don't have to be Sonic... I won't be xD

EDIT: Xenon is finished. Another one's on the way. Is it bad that my own character scares me? ;.;

I added Xenon - waiting for the other to be finished before adding. And don't worry - my characters scare me as well.

Skye in particular XD But only when he's having an "episode", because it's so not him. I pride myself on the fact that, even though he's mentally unstable, he's among the most stable characters I have XD


@ Gentle Manne - Nothing is stopping you. I'm sure that said character has developed the ability to breathe in open air as well as underwater <3


@ Winter_Cherry - Eh, it's okay. Besides, I think I prefer not using his 33 year old (AKA his "true" self...Or "story" self) version. That way he can't get mad at me >.>

Skye: Just thinking about the torture you will unleash upon me in your fan fiction is more than enough to help me get through this roleplay.

Optimism XD

Winter
12-27-2010, 03:36 AM
XD I don't think that'll stop him from getting mad at you.

Luna: I feel sorry for you, Skye. Of course, I kind of feel your pain as a victim of author's plot twists--I got stabbed how many times in Knights by people who wanted to get to you?

Doodlebop
12-27-2010, 12:46 PM
Nova: At least you know what's going to happen to you- Doodle over here still doesn't have a clue what my actual backstory is. Yeah, it's great.

B-be quiet!

Actually, no, I changed my mind. I don't want to be at Xenon's or Krato's mercy.

Xenon: Aww, you sure?

Nova: Oh, CHAOS.

AAAA! GET OUT OF HERE! *crams in closet and barricades it*

Nova: Seemed to handle that OK.

Author powers.

Re/Nimue are finished. They're gonna be fuuun.

s00pahFr0g
12-27-2010, 05:09 PM
:eek:

I'm lost now. What exactly is going on here?

sinbrah
12-27-2010, 05:34 PM
:eek:

I'm lost now. What exactly is going on here?
dunno u doin role play or nt?

s00pahFr0g
12-27-2010, 05:51 PM
dunno u doin role play or nt?

I'm not sure what you're asking here. If you're asking if I know what RPing is then yes I do. I just wasn't sure what they were doing the last couple of posts.

Winter
12-27-2010, 05:59 PM
We're killing time and having some fun. Actually we should probably habe a DS thread for this, but I'll leave that to Grassy.

s00pahFr0g
12-27-2010, 06:10 PM
Kratos: We're killing time!? I want it to suffer!

xD

I suppose that's one way.

Doodlebop
12-27-2010, 06:14 PM
Xenon: *muffled voice from closet* Depends on how we're killing it.

BARRICADE! *throws Nova on it for good measure*

Nova: What the- HEY! *is crushed under a bookshelf*

No holds bar! SAVE YOURSELF!

Xenon: Aww, how flattering. :D

AAAAAAA!

Saraibre Ryu
12-28-2010, 09:00 AM
Symptoms of corruption (body is losing fight and starting to mutate):
- Tiredness
- Increased aggression
- Aches


I have to say this...

Those symptoms you have there...

They basically describe Shadow after every work day where he has to pick up some slack asses work in G.U.N. that usually involves many explosions and grievous bodily harm as a side note for a precautionary warning. One of those days where everyone just complains at him for how he went about saving the damn world and going without a thank you type day and he has to do all that paperwork that he really doesn't want to do about what he did and all the collateral damage crap...yeah and you all wonder why he doesn't like people.

Elecii
12-28-2010, 10:16 AM
I'd like to reserve for now. Also, I was thinking about doing a fox, then realised there are already two. Would it be ok if I did do a fox?

Anyway, stuff is below.

Name
Winter 'White Wolf' Lovefrost

Age
16

Gender
Female

Species
Wolf

Side
Good

Appearance: (At least a paragraph, although a picture is also appreciated. Pictures must have at least two sentences accompanying them)

Personality: (How does your character act? At least a paragraph.)

History: (At least two paragraphs. This may seem like a lot, but it shouldn’t be a problem. However, if you have a really detailed history that somehow doesn’t meet the requirement…Scratch that. A detailed history would make this easily, and then obliterate it XD)

Weapons: (Please remember this is in an era that guns have just been invented. No cars exist, cannons are crude and prone to exploding, etc.)

Abilities: (Magic is a strong part of this era, but most know just a single spell, or a few varying ones. Mages generally focus on one element. Buuut, anyways…Can your character fly? Breathe underwater? Skilled at being a ninja? Generally, put what your character is skilled at, and special abilities they have here.)

Other: (Anything that doesn’t fit in the above categories.)

Doodlebop
12-28-2010, 01:20 PM
They basically describe Shadow after every work day where he has to pick up some slack asses work in G.U.N. that usually involves many explosions and grievous bodily harm as a side note for a precautionary warning. One of those days where everyone just complains at him for how he went about saving the damn world and going without a thank you type day and he has to do all that paperwork that he really doesn't want to do about what he did and all the collateral damage crap...yeah and you all wonder why he doesn't like people.

This is one of the best things I've ever read. *awards you with an internet*

Gentle Manne
12-28-2010, 02:00 PM
Name: Jun Kwan

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species: Giant Panda

Side: Good

Appearance: Jun (http://www.iaza.com/work/110101C/iaza13289058188900.jpg) is rather muscular and tough. He's also a rather large fellow, standing at about 5'5" in height. He wears significant armor that he made himself (Well, mostly, he obviously had SOME help), with simple sandals. On his head, he has a small, black ponytail.

Personality:

History:

Weapons: A simple katana (http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp191/fran_mago_24/katana.png).

Abilities: Though it may not look it, he is able to jump at impressive distances and heights. He also has considerable strength.

Other: Merry Christmas.

Only have the History to do, mind reserving me?

s00pahFr0g
12-28-2010, 04:44 PM
Name: Cyrus

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species: Jackal

Side: Good

Appearance: Just a reference. (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20091230073751/leagueoflegends/images/archive/8/86/20100211035059!Nasus_OriginalSkin.jpg) Cyrus is about 4'9" feet tall. He has a tough, strong build and has a clean, dark brown coat. He wears Egyptian-like armor, covering near everything except some of his torso and his feet. On his feet, however, he wears simple sandals. Though it may not look so at first, his armor isn't that heavy at all (so he says, anyways.)

Personality: Cyrus may seem like a know-it-all at first, but he can easily back his facts up. In his younger years, he read and studied about varying subjects and has kept his knowledge in the back of his mind for the longest time. Sometimes, however, he is wrong and has a problem accepting it. Overall, though, he is friendly to newcomers, only being wary if their movements and words are suspicious. He strives to learn more about the world and possibly make a global discovery at some point that could make a difference.

History:

Weapons: A basic Greatsword (http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/269/d/e/greatsword_by_ravital-d2zks73.jpg) with glowing markings.

Abilities: His nose is incredibly strong, able to track a scent for miles. He also has considerable strength, having the ability to lift up heavy objects such as large rocks. He also has a tiny bit of experience in fire magic, nothing too good though.

Other: Merry Christmas.

Only have the History to do, mind reserving me?

Nasus as a reference? I hope he won't be aging any of us. That would not be cool.

Kratos: I'm too young to be old!

sinbrah
12-28-2010, 09:04 PM
Hi my name is eli

Dr Robotnik
12-30-2010, 02:17 AM
Orthopox is having difficulties making a decent enough SU; go ahead and start without me. Beat up some monsters or something and, I don't know, whatever it is you 'Heroes' do while the villain is setting up his evil plans.

Grassy_Aggron
12-30-2010, 05:39 AM
@ Elecii - You forgot the special word, but I've seen you around before, so you're reserved. And you may - I was just pointing out earlier we have two female foxes XD


@ Gentle Manna - You also forgot the special word, but I've reserved you anyways. Time to impress me!


@ Winter_Cherry - Yeah, a Discussion thread might be a good idea. *Scurries off to start one*


@ metal sonic - Who the heck is Orthopox? 0o'


@ Doodlebop - Added Re/Nimue. Man, I hope that magic of his doesn't come back to hit Skye. I mean, he killed his grandpa...But it was self-defense (and had he known it was him, he wouldn't have done it). Either way, he's already punishing himself by driving himself crazy XD



I was not expecting so many people to sign up 0o' I'm a little nervous, so be honest XD And if you're wondering why I linked all your characters - it's more for me than anything. I'm horribly forgetful >.>

IMPORTANT! I added another rule - which was more like a rating. This roleplay will be PG-13.

Doodlebop
12-30-2010, 01:45 PM
@ Doodlebop - Added Re/Nimue. Man, I hope that magic of his doesn't come back to hit Skye. I mean, he killed his grandpa...But it was self-defense (and had he known it was him, he wouldn't have done it). Either way, he's already punishing himself by driving himself crazy XD

Since a. he already punishing himself and b. it could be seen to kind of balance out Claye's death. So even if Re and Nimue find out, it should be okay. I think. It's really kind of complicated. ^^'

Dr Robotnik
12-31-2010, 04:37 AM
Name: Morgoth

Age: ?

Gender: Male, presumably (I'll switch back and forth between calling Morgoth 'Him' and 'It' by the way.)

Species: Shadow

Side: Evil

Appearance: Morgoth (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080112031920/kingdomhearts/images/b/b7/Anti_Form.jpg) is a mysterious entity comprised entirely of shadows. It tends to take the form of a lithe young boy with spiked hair, which is presumed to be its true form.

Personality: A creature of shadows that acts largely on instinct, Morgoth is actually a cunning creature. It has several times tricked wise humans into using its power to their own end only to end up feeding Morgoth instead. It does not seem to have compassion, or even any sort of negative or positive emotion, towards humans, though it is content to merely ignore them. Morgoth feeds off of negativity, but it surprisingly displays little of it. Though Morgoth prefers to not speak at all, it is quite capable of intelligent and well-versed speaking.

History: Morgoth is an immensely powerful being comprised entirely of shadows, and some smaller villages worship it as a deity. As it feeds on negative emotions, Morgoth can often be found lurking wherever those in a flump are hanging about, though it is hard to tell whether it is Morgoth itself or one of its many minions. Few care to realize it, but Morgoth is actually sentient, and very intelligent; it is a master planner, and making deals with humans and other species have given Morgoth what amounts to a free meal.

Kakon once bartered with Morgoth for a start to power, and Morgoth gave Kakon a staff infused with darkness that is now the wizard's prison. Morgoth did this for the purpose of bringing about more darkness so that more of his species might arise, and from there on has no use for him. Morgoth, being comprised of shadows, is completely immune to Kakon's influence, but it yields anyways for the fun derived from ruining lives. Morgoth is perfectly safe from whatever may happen, and therefor allows itself to be the proxy of Kakon while he is sealed within the staff, even to the point of allowing Kakon to speak through itself. Morgoth doesn't have any real reason to follow Kakon other than the wizard merely requesting it.

Weapons: Kakon's staff: The staff of the dark wizard, whom Morgoth freely gave its powers. As he is immune to Kakon's effects and would like the world to be shrouded in darkness, he allows Kakon to use him as a proxy for whatever he may be planning.

Abilities: Morgoth has control over legions of his kind, which all bear anything from a monstrous to human look. In addition, he has a mastery of very powerful magic, and is almost impossible to spot in the darkness. He uses his great speed to do a lot of damage quickly, but in terms of physical strength is fairly weak, and he cannot take many hits in return.

Other: (Anything that doesn’t fit in the above categories.)

Grassy_Aggron
12-31-2010, 06:21 AM
Name: Morgoth

Age: ?

Gender: Male, presumably (I'll switch back and forth between calling Morgoth 'Him' and 'It' by the way.)

Species: Shadow

Side: Evil

Appearance: Morgoth (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080112031920/kingdomhearts/images/b/b7/Anti_Form.jpg) is a mysterious entity comprised entirely of shadows. It tends to take the form of a lithe young boy with spiked hair, which is presumed to be its true form.

Personality: A creature of shadows that acts largely on instinct, Morgoth is actually a cunning creature. It has several times tricked wise humans into using its power to their own end only to end up feeding Morgoth instead. It does not seem to have compassion, or even any sort of negative or positive emotion, towards humans, though it is content to merely ignore them. Morgoth feeds off of negativity, but it surprisingly displays little of it. Though Morgoth prefers to not speak at all, it is quite capable of intelligent and well-versed speaking.

History: Morgoth is an immensely powerful being comprised entirely of shadows, and some smaller villages worship it as a deity. As it feeds on negative emotions, Morgoth can often be found lurking wherever those in a flump are hanging about, though it is hard to tell whether it is Morgoth itself or one of its many minions. Few care to realize it, but Morgoth is actually sentient, and very intelligent; it is a master planner, and making deals with humans and other species have given Morgoth what amounts to a free meal.

Kakon once bartered with Morgoth for a start to power, and Morgoth gave Kakon a staff infused with darkness that is now the wizard's prison. Morgoth did this for the purpose of bringing about more darkness so that more of his species might arise, and from there on has no use for him. Morgoth, being comprised of shadows, is completely immune to Kakon's influence, but it yields anyways for the fun derived from ruining lives. Morgoth is perfectly safe from whatever may happen, and therefor allows itself to be the proxy of Kakon while he is sealed within the staff, even to the point of allowing Kakon to speak through itself. Morgoth doesn't have any real reason to follow Kakon other than the wizard merely requesting it.

Weapons: Kakon's staff: The staff of the dark wizard, whom Morgoth freely gave its powers. As he is immune to Kakon's effects and would like the world to be shrouded in darkness, he allows Kakon to use him as a proxy for whatever he may be planning.

Abilities: Morgoth has control over legions of his kind, which all bear anything from a monstrous to human look. In addition, he has a mastery of very powerful magic, and is almost impossible to spot in the darkness. He uses his great speed to do a lot of damage quickly, but in terms of physical strength is fairly weak, and he cannot take many hits in return.

Other: (Anything that doesn’t fit in the above categories.)

I'd like to point out that Kakon is more of a monster than a wizard XD He came from the "other world" - the one where all the dark matter is coming from. FWI, humans don't really exist in this world... >.>

I must say, a very interesting character...That being said, I do have plans for the roleplay, so I may have to limit certain parts of Morgoth at times.

Man, I can imagine the discussion of life between him and Skye @.@ They'd never shut up! Accepted.

Since a. he already punishing himself and b. it could be seen to kind of balance out Claye's death. So even if Re and Nimue find out, it should be okay. I think. It's really kind of complicated. ^^'

Ah, okay. It'd be kinda awkward if Skye's arm fell off for no apparent reason. "This is not cool. Not cool at all!" (Except he'd never use the term "cool".)

GallantlyGlaceon
12-31-2010, 07:41 AM
I haven't RPed in a while, so I thought I'd try this one out :) Reserve me, I'll finish the personality and history later.

EDIT: I've got the personality done, now just the history is yet to be finished.

EDIT2: Now it's finished :)


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Name: Nyx Itzel


Age: Fifteen(15) years old


Gender: Male


Species: Wolf


Side: Neutral


Appearance: Nyx is, like any normal wolf, bipedal. His pelt is jet-black, except for his paws and facial fur, which are a suprising, darkly hued, gold. On each of his paws are five tiny, somewhat sharp, claws that aren't really any help in battle, but are useful in carrying certain objects and such. His tail is short enough that it's hardly noticeable, and he's a moderately small creature; only three feet, five inches(3'5") tall, and about forty(40) pounds. If one were to touch his coat, they would notice that despite the spiky, sort of mangy appearance, his fur, upon contact, is silky-smooth. Something most wouldn't catch sight of are his deep, pure, grey eyes that, on a few rare occasions, reflect his personality at the moment. Due to his more darkly-shaded appearance traits, he can blend in quite well into the shadows if he's careful enough. As his slim, minute body would imply, his physical stength is very weak, which is why his swift, fast sprinting skills come in handy to run away whenever he is confronted by a muscular enemy.

On his back, hidden underneath his onyx-black backpack that contains his personal belongings, is the crimson sheath that holds his dual swords he always carries around with him. The one he refers to as 'Nilkron' consists of a solid-black hilt and a thin, cloud-white, crescent-moon shaped blade, rendering it moderately easy to battle with. The other, 'Kai', is considerably larger than Nilkron, with a steel-grey hilt and a long, but not too huge, cyan blade. He doesn't have the best strength when it comes to these kinds of things, so he's terrible at long-distance throws. His aim is fantastic, however, so whenever he has no choice but to engage in close combat, he does great work with those blades. Underneath both his backpack and his sheath of swords is a long, jagged, snow-white scar, stretching all the way from his left shoulder almost to his right hip, that none except for him have ever seen since he keeps it hidden for personal reasons. Both his front and back paws are clad in a graphite-grey band on each wrist. His razor-sharp fangs are almost never put to use in battle, as Nyx hardly even notices them himself, really, since nobody has ever commented on them or anything of the sort.


Personality: Despite the fact that he runs away from some battles, Nyx is definately not a coward. Actually, he loves a good fight. He just knows when he's met his match. He's silent most of the time, and really only states his thoughts on a matter when he thinks it is absolutely required. He loves nature and can lay down for hours just watching the clouds or the stars. Some times he can be extremely impatient, and at other times, he can wait for hours on end with no feeling of agitation. It merely depends on the situation. He's not exactly carefree, but he doesn't spend time worrying about something either. Instead, he tries to find the best way to deal with his problems, whether they be as insignificant as a fly or as important as the air we breathe. He's mostly cool, calm, and collected, and keeps his emotions under wraps. It's an amazingly rare sight to glimpse him cracking a smile, which he hasn't done in years. Even though he acts coldly and rude to most beings he meets, if you really get to know him, which is pretty hard, you'll find that he can actually be pretty good company and can come up with a few jokes. He keeps an open mind, and he's not quick to judge one, especially just by what other people say.

Nyx only has a few fears, and he tries to keep them from coming out when he's near someone. He always makes sure to not act weak when in the presence of someone else.
The only things he has in terms of scares are:
Aragnathobia--- Nyx is quite aragnathopic, so he can hardly stand to be near most insects, especially spiders.
Claustrophobia--- This isn't really a fear, just more of a problem Nyx has. He has a tendecy to pace and fidgets whenever he must stay in one place. He usually thinks his hardest when he's moving around and gets his best ideas then. So he hates tight spaces, as he can't really move around much in them.
Mnemophobia--- Due to his past, Nyx never looks back on the old events of his life, as he's scared of what has happened. He always looks to the future, as he doesn't wish to develop emotions such as depression over things that cannot be changed.


History: Nyx never knew his parents, and he had no siblings. He spent a large portion of his childhood living in a large cave with many winding tunnels and such. He was raised by his uncle, a snow-white wolf named Castor, who was a kind creature and slightly overprotective in some ways. Nyx just called him 'Uncle', as he soon learned that his uncle really hated the name Castor because he thought it was more of a child's name, and he took great pride in the fact that he was a full-fledged adult. Even though Castor was a bit overprotective, ae mentioned earlier, he knew that Nyx would one day have to live on his own, so he taught him how to fight and even made him complete a few slightly strenuous exercises every day so that Nyx would be able to stand on two legs. Of course, as fate would have it, the time of Castor's departure would be much sooner than the white wolf had expected.

One day, when Nyx was about ten years old, he was playing in the bright woods near his home when he realized something was amiss. The birds had stopped singing, and the squirrels had scurried off back into their trees. His stomach started doing flips as a very ominous feeling crept into the atmosphere. He sprinted back to the cave as fast as his short, not yet fully-grown legs could, only to hear a bone-chilling cry just as he neared the entrance. Frightened, he cautiously entered the cavern, and what horrific sight greeted him would haunt him for years.

Castor lay dying on the floor, his crimson blood forming a huge puddle on the frigid stone. Next to him was a large form of dark matter. When Castor saw Nyx, he hissed out the words, "Nyx! Get the swords and go! Now!"

Even though his mouth was still hanging open in shock, Nyx somehow forced himself to grab what Castor said used to be his father's two swords, Nilkron and Kai, and rushed away from the scene. His uncle, the only person he had ever known other than the animals that wandered the forest(since he had never visited a town or anything of the sort), was dead and gone, never to walk again. Nyx blindly raced through the woods, stumbling over roots and logs and slamming into trees before he collapsed onto the forest floor.

He awoke later, having no idea how long he had slept. When he looked up at the sky through the canopy made by the nearby trees' branches and leaves, he noted that the stars and moon were out, an obvious sign that it was nighttime. At first, he thought that he had merely fallen asleep in the forest and was wondering how his uncle was going to get on to him for staying out alone for that long, but his memory came back to him in a flash, and he cried for hours, until finally no more tears would come.

From then on, Nyx lived on his own, training himself in the ways his uncle had taught him. He vowed to never cry or show such weak emotion ever again, and his resolve hardened as time passed by. In fact, after a few years, he forgot how his uncle had even died. His mind had shut out the pain for so long that it eventually erased any trace of the traumatic experience from Nyx's brain.

He stayed in the forest and lived that simple way until just a few days after his thirteenth birthday, which he didn't celebrate as he learned that it was pretty much useless, especially without anyone else to celebrate it with, a bear with her twin cubs was passing through the woods. Nyx immediately became suspicious when he sensed this creature's presence and asked why she was here. She smiled, quite oblivious to his glare, and replied politely that she and her children were heading to a nearby town. Curious, Nyx asked about the town, as he had never been to one before in his entire life, and the bear explained to him about how some villages had barely twenty people, while there were cities with atleast a hundred creatures living in them. This baffled Nyx, and after the family left, he decided to head out and travel around the world to see these foreign areas and such.


Weapons: The cardinal sheath that holds Nilkron and Kai. He always makes sure to clean them and such so that they don't rust or anything of the sort. He's been handling blades as a swordsman, or rather, swordswolf, ever since he was able to walk, so suffice to say, he's pretty great with them. Also, he's ambidexturous, so it doesn't matter which front paw he uses.(He never uses his back paws because...well, he can't exactly turn around and try to slice something without watching it.)


Abilities:
*-Magic has always fascinated Nyx, but he never could get a great grip on it. It took him quite a while just to get where he is now, and he only knows one spell, which is merely summoning a cobalt bolt of lightning to come down wherever he wishes it to, except for far away areas, of course. All of his training so far has only been self-appointed, and he's searching for someone to teach him more.
*-He has immensely better eyesight than the regular being where there is little or no light at all, yet strangely, his vision is slightly impaired when it comes to brightly-lit places.
*-His speed doesn't really count as much, it's nothing like Sonic's speed or anything. This is just here to further detail the fact that he can fairly escape if the situation majorly calls for it. Unless his opponent is quicker than him or some situation along those lines.


Other: Merry...late Christmas? xD

Grassy_Aggron
01-01-2011, 01:27 AM
I haven't RPed in a while, so I thought I'd try this one out :) Reserve me, I'll finish the personality and history later.

EDIT: I've got the personality done, now just the history is yet to be finished.


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Name: Nyx Itzel


Age: Fifteen(15) years old


Gender: Male


Species: Wolf


Side: Neutral


Appearance: Nyx is, like any normal wolf, quadrapedal. His pelt is jet-black, except for his paws and facial fur, which are a suprising, darkly hued, gold. On each of his paws are five tiny, somewhat sharp, claws that aren't really any help in battle, but are useful in carrying certain objects and such. His tail is short enough that it's hardly noticeable, and he's a moderately small creature; only three feet, five inches(3'5") tall, and about forty(40) pounds. If one were to touch his coat, they would notice that despite the spiky, sort of mangy appearance, his fur, upon contact, is silky-smooth. Something most wouldn't catch sight of are his deep, pure, grey eyes that, on a few rare occasions, reflect his personality at the moment. Due to his more darkly-shaded appearance traits, he can blend in quite well into the shadows if he's careful enough. As his slim, minute body would imply, his physical stength is very weak, which is why his swift, fast sprinting skills come in handy to run away whenever he is confronted by a muscular enemy.

On his back, hidden underneath his onyx-black backpack that contains his personal belongings, is the crimson sheath that holds his dual swords he always carries around with him. The one he refers to as 'Nilkron' consists of a solid-black hilt and a thin, cloud-white, crescent-moon shaped blade, rendering it moderately easy to battle with. The other, 'Kai', is considerably larger than Nilkron, with a steel-grey hilt and a long, but not too huge, cyan blade. He doesn't have the best strength when it comes to these kinds of things, so he's terrible at long-distance throws. His aim is fantastic, however, so whenever he has no choice but to engage in close combat, he does great work with those blades. Underneath both his backpack and his sheath of swords is a long, jagged, snow-white scar, stretching all the way from his left shoulder almost to his right hip, that none except for him have ever seen since he keeps it hidden for personal reasons. Both his front and back paws are clad in a graphite-grey band on each wrist. His razor-sharp fangs are almost never put to use in battle, as Nyx hardly even notices them himself, really, since nobody has ever commented on them or anything of the sort.


Personality: Despite the fact that he runs away from some battles, Nyx is definately not a coward. Actually, he loves a good fight. He just knows when he's met his match. He's silent most of the time, and really only states his thoughts on a matter when he thinks it is absolutely required. He loves nature and can lay down for hours just watching the clouds or the stars. Some times he can be extremely impatient, and at other times, he can wait for hours on end with no feeling of agitation. It merely depends on the situation. He's not exactly carefree, but he doesn't spend time worrying about something either. Instead, he tries to find the best way to deal with his problems, whether they be as insignificant as a fly or as important as the air we breathe. He's mostly cool, calm, and collected, and keeps his emotions under wraps. It's an amazingly rare sight to glimpse him cracking a smile, which he hasn't done in years. Even though he acts coldly and rude to most beings he meets, if you really get to know him, which is pretty hard, you'll find that he can actually be pretty good company and can come up with a few jokes. He keeps an open mind, and he's not quick to judge one, especially just by what other people say.

Nyx only has a few fears, and he tries to keep them from coming out when he's near someone. He always makes sure to not act weak when in the presence of someone else.
The only things he has in terms of scares are:
Aragnathobia--- Nyx is quite aragnathopic, so he can hardly stand to be near most insects, especially spiders.
Claustrophobia--- This isn't really a fear, just more of a problem Nyx has. He has a tendecy to pace and fidgets whenever he must stay in one place. He usually thinks his hardest when he's moving around and gets his best ideas then. So he hates tight spaces, as he can't really move around much in them.
Mnemophobia--- Due to his past, Nyx never looks back on the old events of his life, as he's scared of what has happened. He always looks to the future, as he doesn't wish to develop emotions such as depression over things that cannot be changed.


History: (At least two paragraphs. This may seem like a lot, but it shouldn’t be a problem. However, if you have a really detailed history that somehow doesn’t meet the requirement…Scratch that. A detailed history would make this easily, and then obliterate it XD)


Weapons: The cardinal sheath that holds Nilkron and Kai. He always makes sure to clean them and such so that they don't rust or anything of the sort. He's been handling blades as a swordsman, or rather, swordswolf, ever since he was able to walk, so suffice to say, he's pretty great with them. Also, he's ambidexturous, so it doesn't matter which front paw he uses.(He never uses his back paws because...well, he can't exactly turn around and try to slice something without watching it.)


Abilities:
*-Magic has always fascinated Nyx, but he never could get a great grip on it. It took him quite a while just to get where he is now, and he only knows one spell, which is merely summoning a cobalt bolt of lightning to come down wherever he wishes it to, except for far away areas, of course. All of his training so far has only been self-appointed, and he's searching for someone to teach him more.
*-He has immensely better eyesight than the regular being where there is little or no light at all, yet strangely, his vision is slightly impaired when it comes to brightly-lit places.
*-His speed doesn't really count as much, it's nothing like Sonic's speed or anything. This is just here to further detail the fact that he can fairly escape if the situation majorly calls for it. Unless his opponent is quicker than him or some situation along those lines.


Other: Merry...late Christmas? xD

I like it so far - our first neutral character (although he probably won't stay that way for long. I hope you'll clarify why he's neutral though! Probably in his history or something).

I bolded the "quadrupedal" part because...Well, it seems odd. I think you meant bipedal.

Quadrupedal - walks on four legs. (Quad = four. QUADruple means to multiply something by 4.)
Bipedal - walks on two legs (Bi = two. Like, BIcycle. Two wheels!)

Sorry for the history lesson 0o' Or, should I say biology and math lesson? Reserved.

GallantlyGlaceon
01-01-2011, 02:35 AM
I like it so far - our first neutral character (although he probably won't stay that way for long. I hope you'll clarify why he's neutral though! Probably in his history or something).

I bolded the "quadrupedal" part because...Well, it seems odd. I think you meant bipedal.

Quadrupedal - walks on four legs. (Quad = four. QUADruple means to multiply something by 4.)
Bipedal - walks on two legs (Bi = two. Like, BIcycle. Two wheels!)

Sorry for the history lesson 0o' Or, should I say biology and math lesson? Reserved.

Heh heh, yeah, he won't be that way for too long. ^^' Don't worry, it's going to be developed in the history I'm planning.

*Facepalm* I really need to stop typing these things at four in the morning. xD I was trying to say that he doesn't walk on just his hind legs, he walks on all four, but I seem to have worded it wrong...Wait a minute, stratch that hind leg part, I just realized how hard it would be for him to wield swords if he always walked around on all four legs. *goes to edit it*

I'll probably have the history done sometime during the weekend. I'm leaving on Saturday, but I'll be back on Sunday. Or it might be up tonight. Whichever.

EDIT: Finally got it finished! :)

Grassy_Aggron
01-02-2011, 06:23 AM
Heh heh, yeah, he won't be that way for too long. ^^' Don't worry, it's going to be developed in the history I'm planning.

*Facepalm* I really need to stop typing these things at four in the morning. xD I was trying to say that he doesn't walk on just his hind legs, he walks on all four, but I seem to have worded it wrong...Wait a minute, stratch that hind leg part, I just realized how hard it would be for him to wield swords if he always walked around on all four legs. *goes to edit it*

I'll probably have the history done sometime during the weekend. I'm leaving on Saturday, but I'll be back on Sunday. Or it might be up tonight. Whichever.

EDIT: Finally got it finished! :)

Accepted.

I'm going to start the roleplay tomorrow or the day after (have to help with cleaning), so be ready. Also, school starts up for me on Monday once more, so I'll try and squeeze time enough to check the roleplay.

Being a senior is hard work @.@

Roleplay is now open.

k_pop
02-08-2011, 05:15 AM
Yes it took me forever to find the time to finish this, Grassy, but I DID finish. ......I also got a little carried away cause I felt like the last SU I did for her was...lacking. ^^;
Anyway, here it is, at last. ^^

Name: Etel (Gelace Etailltiu Tierney, but she’ll never willingly tell anyone that)
Age: 17
Gender: female
Species: red panda
Side: good

Appearance: She’s small, she knows it, don’t dwell on it. Etel stands almost three feet tall with light auburn fur and darker hair. Most of her hair is held back in a braid that reaches the middle of her back, leaving some loose hair and bangs to frame her face. She has short, creamy tufted-ears that stand out behind the loose hair around her face. There is a dark red stripe that extends down her white muzzle below each amethyst colored eye. Some have called them ‘tearstains’, but she hates that description. Etel has a small frame and slender figure, making her surprisingly lightweight to the point that some would call her frail. She actually has lean muscles that make her very agile. Her long red and white striped tail is prehensile, which she uses for balance and support when climbing. She moves smoothly and walks rather gracefully from being taught to do so as a child. Some habits die hard. Just like when she speaks, she is generally clear and well-spoken. She has a slight accent to her voice, but it’s only when she gets angry that it will actually affect her pronunciation.

Having always hated to wear gowns with a bodice –she felt like she was being suffocated, Etel prefers to wear a sleeveless navy tunic over a simple dress of light purple. The tunic ends just past her hips and the dress under it has a gathered skirt that stops at her knees. After spending time to the east, she came to blend her fashions and has taken to wearing a broad sash called an obi, the same dark red as the stripes on her cheeks, about her waist to corset her dress instead of a bodice. Her simple, brass-buckled leather boots are well-made, but worn from traveling. Etel does not wear much in the way of armor, preferring to be able to move freely. A single shoulder guard on the right side also straps down the holster for her glaive which crosses her back. A strong silk cord attached to her sash holds the sheath to her wakizashi. In addition to the lightweight leather gloves she wears, she also has arm guards to bind down the wide sleeves of her dress so they do not get in her way or snag. The one piece of finery she willingly keeps is a charmed necklace. Instead of a chain, it is gold circlet woven into a protective celtic knot with a polished opal at its center.

Pic here (http://swift-chaos.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d28j8sr) courtesy of Kumori Gem for reference sake, but I’d prefer to go by the written description. ^^

Personality: Etel has a bit of a temper. She can be quite jovial and easy-going, but all you have to do is say the wrong thing to make her jump down your throat. Never mention her heritage or (if you ever hear it) her full name or she may very well lay you out flat. Some would say that her upbringing is what caused her temper if they did not know her well enough, blaming it on the fact that she was spoiled as a child. This is far from true as she has had that fiery attitude from the time she was a very young child. And she has never gotten angry over silly wants, like someone who has been given everything they ever desired. Her anger is usually directed at mistakes she has made, someone teasing her, or those who would bring harm on others. Surprisingly, her temper does not seem to impede her. Unlike most people, she becomes more in tune with her abilities as her anger reaches boiling. She still tries not to lose her temper when it’s unnecessary since it tends to bother some people. Preferring to be light-hearted she marvels at most anything, from a sunrise to an ant and is always willing to learn. She’ll listen to the troubles of others because she knows what it’s like to try to hold it all in. Friendships are very dear to her since she has not had many, she just never had the time or the socializing it took to make real friends. This makes her rather awkward at first around new people, being shy or even having low self-confidence. She has a good heart though. Once she learns to trust someone, it is very hard to break her loyalty. The same goes in the reverse though. If you break her trust, it becomes much harder to gain it back.

She loves her home country, very deeply and misses it just as much. It was a sad day when she fled home for fear of her father’s plans. The dark matter is beginning to grow there as well and she would do almost anything to protect the people of country. Her greatest hope is that she can return soon, but the idea of facing her father makes her shake. Anger is all she can muster towards him. She is actually somewhat fearful of being found and forced to return. For now she feels defeating the darkness is the best way to protect her home. And she will fight for as long as she can to see that happen, either through determination or sheer stubbornness. Most enemies are viewed with disdain as they seem to find so much pleasure from harming others, whether physically or not.

Sage is a puzzle to Etel. She’s thankful to have him around, even if he somehow manages to strike every nerve she has. Ever since he made the effort to meet her he has been the best friend she could ever have hoped for. Helping her to train, encouraging her to come out of her shell, standing beside her despite all her protests, he still manages to find things that irritate her. Sometimes she is almost sure it’s on purpose. Through all her temper outbursts, he is an ever-calm presence who always seems to know what she needs to hear. This will usually leave her frustrated because she does not think she has anything to offer in return, that she does not deserve his friendship. Oftentimes, she does not understand why he would choose to stay, but knows that she is deeply grateful that he is there.

History: Etel does not like to let people know where she comes from, not because of any particular part of her past, but because she does not wish to be associated with her parents. Born Gelace Etailltiu Tierney to the king and queen of the northern country Lochanna Glas (Greenlake), she is a princess. There was no fairy tale for her though. From the time she was born, her parents had little to do with her, leaving their child in the care of nurses and tutors. She did not have much of a childhood since she spent so much time being polished as a respectable royal child. As she grew, lessons came quickly; writing, etiquette, dancing, courtly behavior, all of the dos and don’ts of society her parents felt she should know were learned from tutors. Despite constant testing by palace mages, she had no magic abilities of her own, so had little knowledge of magic arts. Her parents for the most part would ignore her until she did something they deemed wrong which brought on a very negative reaction. When they would get angry with her over something, even as simple as not addressing a courtier correctly, her temper would come out, often resulting in her being allowed less liberties. She quickly learned to keep her temper capped until she was away from her parents, of course, with no other outlet this often meant that her anger was taken out on those undeserving.

As even her tutors began to avoid her, Etel grew lonely, and she became awkward around others to the point of avoiding them. She started wandering the palace, looking for quiet places to study since that was the only thing she was really allowed. One day, she came across a wide veranda overlooking the practice grounds where young students, pages and squires preparing to be knights, were hard at work. After watching the tough training for a while, she began to wish that she had such an outlet for her temper and pent up energy. More than that, watching them chat and horseplay together outside of practice, she wished for someone who could treat her the same way. Finding that the covered balcony was fairly deserted –anyone that did come around would acknowledge the princess and either continue whatever important business they were discussing or leave- she would take her books to a bench overlooking the training ground. Pretending to read, she would watch the young pages and squires, absorbing every movement the instructors would teach. Shortly after her twelfth birthday, she was concentrating on a group practicing when someone asked what she thought. Automatically she answered that one of the pages was about to get in trouble for having a weak stance. Quickly realizing her mistake, she swung her head around to see a smiling raccoon not much older than herself watching her with interest. Upset that she had been caught off-guard, Etel stood to leave, her forgotten book falling from her lap. She stopped to retrieve it, but the raccoon beat her to it. He offered it to her and apologized for startling her. Etel quickly recognized him from one of the groups of pages, constantly surrounded by others that seemed drawn to him. Suddenly her temper flared as she took her book and snapped at him that it was a dirty trick to sneak up on her like that. He laughed, replying that it would not be so easy to do if her focus had not been elsewhere. Never receiving a response like that, her temper melted in confusion as quickly as it had come. Unsure what else to do, she ran off.

She was back the next day, as she always was. Only now, the raccoon called Sage would join her on his breaks. She came to confide in him that she was so interested in the training because she was trying to learn it herself, her father would not allow her to be trained in any fighting art. He surprised her by connecting the princess with one of the fighting masters since it would not help to learn without proper instruction. Late at night, they would use one of the exhibition rooms for her personal training, Sage as her sparring partner. He continued to surprise her as he revealed yet another talent. Whenever she would get injured -bruises and scratches are quite common in training after all- he would heal away anything that might be visible to others, leaving no trace that she had been hurt. Too many small injuries would have caused suspicion. She would still go to read on the balcony, actually reading sometimes since she no longer had to rely on memorizing the trainer’s movements in the practice yard, and Sage would still join her when he was able to. He began bringing some of his friends with him and, slowly, Etel began to come out of her shell. Her tutors began to notice a change as she no longer lost her temper as much. Lessons became more enjoyable without pent up energy to disturb her, she even came to trust a couple of tutors enough to confide about the late-night training. Things seemed to be turning around for her...until the night of her fifteenth birthday.

There was a huge celebration at the palace with many nobles attending a grand dinner. Etel tried to enjoy herself, but was still shy of so much focus being placed on her. The entertainment after the meal was nearly through when her father called for everyone’s attention. Etel was hoping that he was ready to thank everyone for coming and call an end to the night. While he did thank all the attendees for coming to his “beloved” daughter’s birthday celebration, he did not call an end to the evening yet. What he said next, made Etel’s blood run cold so fast, she froze where she sat. There would soon be another celebration at the palace for a marriage ceremony. She had been promised to a neighboring lord, a union which would surely benefit the country. In the cheering that followed, Etel turned to her parents, eyes wide. When had this been decided? Why had she not been told? How could they marry her off to someone she had never met? Her father spoke in a low tone that was absolute, she had no need to know until now, it was her duty and for the good of the kingdom. She was seething so badly she could not even speak for a moment. Rising slowly from her chair, she quietly excused herself for the night. Before she was even ten feet outside the room, she forgot bed and raced out to the garden where Sage found her. She decided to run, telling only her friend. Despite all her protests, he went with her.

They left the town, but word quickly spread around the country that the princess was missing as soldiers were sent out to search. Etel became fearful of being forced to return home, not to mention that Sage would be in far more trouble for helping her. At her urging they fled as far to the east as they could. There, they met some people who were impressed by how far they had traveled as well as their skills, and made new friends willing to take them in. It was a strange country with different customs. Both quickly took a liking to the regions smooth fighting styles and Etel was intrigued by the steel fans that some warriors carried or even focused their training around. She began to learn how to use the unassuming object as a weapon while she and Sage helped the family who had taken them into their home. It was while they were fighting a demon attack, that they met a very unusual creature. Knocked to the ground, Etel was about to be jumped on when the demon was stopped by a sparking ball of lightning. What surprised her more was the source, giggling in delight that he had stopped the monster. Looking like a miniature griffin, he introduced himself as a griffkin named Tywyn. He avoided almost every question of where he came from, about the only thing he would let on was that he’s very old and saw they were in trouble so stopped to help. He did not leave though and Etel grew very attached to the small creature.

For two years they stayed there, but Etel’s thoughts would often return home. As terrified as she was of her parents’ plan for her, she was born a princess, and she felt as if she had abandoned her country. When she would voice her thoughts, Sage would always tell her that it was her life and her decision, but that there was nothing wrong with what she had done. If it meant waiting until she was strong enough to face her parents then they would wait. When news spread about the rising dark matter and demons around Inferno Valley, Etel became more distressed since Greenlake neighbored the country. She decided that while she was not yet ready to face her father, she could still help her home by finding a way to stop the dark matter from spreading. With that in mind, she and Sage made their way back to meet whatever was coming, Tywyn following along.

Weapons: Not really a weapon, but her necklace is a device for defense. Showing no abilities in magic to protect herself, a mage crafted the necklace into a protective knot, adding spells to the opal at its center to protect her from dark magic.
Etel’s glaive gives her an incredible reach in combat. She selected it from the royal armory, being good balance and her favorite from training. The staff made from dense rosewood extends a foot above her head, topped by a wide, curved blade twelve inches long (that’s almost five feet total btw). The back edge of the blade is plated by brass, etched with a celtic knot similar to the pattern around her neck. It acts as a seal to strengthen the weapon against magic. The opposite end of the shaft has a blunt brass cap, making an effective bludgeoning tool, etched with the name Ardal.
She has two weapons from the East. One, a steel war fan -traded for a jeweled bracelet- looks like a normal paper folding fan that hangs from a cord on her sash, about twenty inches across when open. Under the dark blue paper however are steel ribs that can act to shield projectiles and the end of every second rib is slightly longer with a razor-sharp blade edge.
Her last weapon was a gift from the family that took them in. Swordsmiths hold great respect there and the Mori family had a tradition of great skill. To give Etel a sturdier weapon for closer combat, Grandfather Mori presented her with a wakizashi, a short sword. The curved blade is about fifteen inches long, and the grip bound from braided lavender cord matches the lavender stripe along the spine of a navy glazed sheath. In a show of skill, the swordmaster crafted the tsuba, the guard, to match the knot in her necklace. She carries the wakizashi at the back of her waist, so that she draws it reverse in her right hand.

Abilities: Lacking in magic abilities, she has become a melee fighter. Lithe and agile, she can bend and twist with attacks rather than take the full force. Though she does not like to hear it, this mostly comes from all the dance lessons her parents made her take from the time she was young. Her footwork is unique almost unmatched, something that new fighters often have to master before they can even touch a weapon. She is also very good with scaling heights, especially trees. Her tail acts to balance and grip allowing her to move very quickly as well.
Dunno if this would count as an ability, but she is kind of allergic to magic. Being around large amounts gives her a bad headache. The necklace she wears protects her from most, but with all the dark matter around she is still affected sometimes. Getting close to high concentrations will actually make her sneeze.

Other: That she, or anyone else (except maybe Tywyn) knows, Etel has no ability in the magic arts. There is something hidden deep within her, but she is unaware of its presence and she is really unable to access it.

I kinda put her sign-up together in a hurry last time. This one, I took the time to think things through and include stuff that I’ve built around her personality. I added smaller weapons cause I don’t want a repeat of having Ardal snapped or being stuck in close quarters again. ^^;
Annnnd yes...I GOT A LITTLE CARRIED AWAY! o.o
And yes! I made her a princess! XD

*is grumbling nearby*

Sage is in the next post. ^^;

k_pop
02-08-2011, 05:23 AM
Name: Sage Willowsgate
Age: 19
Gender: male
Species: raccoon
Side: good

Appearance: Sage stands three feet five inches tall, and yes, Etel hates that she has to look up at him. He has silver-green fur, like the color of a mountain heather plant. A single stripe comes down his white face, parting the dark forest-green mask above his muzzle. Strong, grey eyes stand out from behind his ‘bandit’s mask’. He has a striped tail that, although not as long as or prehensile like Etel's, gives him great balance. Short, rounded-triangle shape ears that sit on top of his head are always alert. Sage has a lean build that hides strong muscles, giving him great strength in battle and light movement on his feet. He speaks clearly and also has an accent, although it only slightly affects his speech more than Etel’s.

Simple leather armor covers his chest, back, and shoulders. A heavy round buckle, made from a slate-grey metal with two willows as part of his family crest, sits on his right shoulder to hold his quiver and the scabbard for his longsword. Like Etel, he has picked up some things from spending time in the East. He is especially fond of a grey and tan haori that was a gift. The open-front, sleeveless garment hangs loosely over his armor to about his hip when he has it on. He wears arm guards with a strong metal plate to deflect strikes and there is a polished black opal, about the width of a large coin, set into the back of each of his gloves that bursts with color in the light. His tough boots also have a metal plate to protect his shins.

(in case you don’t know what a haori is, it’s the white thing the Soul Reaper captains wear in Bleach, only his is shorter)

Personality: The total opposite of Etel in more than one way. He could quite possibly stay calm through a storm at sea. It is not anything that he specifically strives for; it’s possible he simply has nerves of steel. Sage is outgoing, friendly, added with a charming personality and others seem drawn to him like a magnet. While many would let all that attention go to their head, Sage simply rolls with it. His mother is a kind woman and he grew up to be just as caring. He loves to see others happy and will go out of his way to make someone smile, though often all it takes is his own smile. Don’t let that fool you; he can be tough as nails. He might even still smile, but his eyes are far more expressive than that and his tone will become like ice. Sage knows when he needs to remain polite and not show his anger. Of course his personality, while charming, has a habit of irritating some people. They think he cannot take things seriously, seeing his irrepressible attitude as disrespectful.

Sage is a gifted healer, skills and knowledge he learned from his mother, something that he is very grateful for when it comes to fighting. To him, being able to heal far outweighs the damage that may be done by battle. He has enjoyed the chance to travel and learn things from different places, but was always ready to do something about the darkness spreading everywhere. He normally has little issue fighting the creatures created by dark matter as he can find no trace of what they formerly were. Part of him feels like they will be lost till put to rest. As for other enemies, he views most as a nuisance. He will only deal the damage necessary to stop someone, whatever that may be. For the most part though, he is more a mage than a fighter. His loyalty lies with his home and with Etel, and he will defend both to the best of his abilities.

He first saw Etel as someone who needed a friend and grew to care for her very much. Sage knows that she has more strength than most can see, but he also knows there is a part of her that is shy and fragile and he wants to protect that. He loves to pick on Etel about her temper, especially when it doesn’t take much to set her off. Sometimes he will pick at her just to make her temper flare. Not because he wants to make her mad, because he feels like it is the only way to get her to speak her mind. So many times she is quiet, unsure of herself and keeping things inside. It seems like the only time she will really say what she is thinking is when she’s irritated. He hopes that one day he can work her out of that, and slowly she is. For now, he is content to stay with her and keep her safe.

History: Sage was born from a long line of healers. He grew up learning how to use medicines and magic to help others. His family had always been respected in their town, and his mother was exceptionally gifted. She became well known for her abilities and that knowledge spread to nearby nobles. Her sons were given the opportunity to train at the palace, a right normally reserved for nobles and elite families. Sage’s older brother, Sorrel, left for the palace four years before he did. Sorrel was always the brawnier one, often getting coming home after getting banged up in tousles with his friends and loving every minute of it; they would usually be right behind him too. Their mother was almost glad –almost- when he left to put his energy into training since she was tired of having to restock her herbs every time he came home. While his brother had some abilities in healing, Sage was more suited to it and he learned quickly. From the time that he was big enough to hold a draw, he practiced archery and excelled with the special Sight he was born with. When the time came that he could go to the palace, his mother said that he could stay and continue to train in healing, but Sage told her that he would rather take the chance to learn something new. He was always able to return home afterwards. She agreed that it was a wise decision and he acted on it.

At twelve, he entered into the same training his brother had four years before. Sorrel was already a squire by this point, so they still did not really see each other often. It did not really matter since Sage was busy trying to acclimate to the heavy training and studying heaped onto the new pages. After a few months, most of them began to settle into the schedule and find short free periods. Sage quickly made friends, though there were some who disliked his growing popularity. Of course, his reaction to their attempts to pick fights would usually infuriate them since they thought he was blowing them off, not even responding to those who branded him a coward or worse. It was after he had started to grow accustomed to training that he was able to notice the young girl sitting on a balcony that overlooked the yard. Generally, that balcony was used for officers and teachers to observe the training, so to see a young lady there was a surprise. He began to realize that she was there every day, and while it looked like she was reading, he quickly caught on to her watching the training yard. He found out that she was the princess, and several of the teen boys had drawn the conclusion that she was interested in them. Sage knew this was not the case. When he had the chance, he caught a look at her aura and saw someone that was very lonely. By the time his second year came around, he had a little more free time between studies. Taking the opportunity, he went to introduce himself. Unfortunately, he had underestimated how shy she was and she ran off in embarrassment. He apologized the next day and slowly began forging a friendship. He never got over how surprised she would be that he wasn’t upset by her temper.

When she had grown more comfortable, Etel confided that she was trying to learn the martial skills herself and that she had actually been watching the trainees for almost two years. Sage immediately got to work, feeling out someone who could help. The arms master seemed like his best chance. Bramwil was a tall hare with drooping mustache, but more than that, he was an old-fashioned military sort who believed that everyone should be ready to defend their home and did not always agree with the king’s politics. When he agreed to give the princess lessons, Sage went to his brother, who had to spend a little time each day on palace guard duty. Volunteering for a night shift, Sorrel was able to keep watch for unwanted visitors while they practiced. That first night, both Sage and the arms master were surprised to see just how much she had managed to learn simply from watching the practice yard. Bramwil put them to sparring with staves to see just how much she knew. When she blocked a strike from Sage, he was startled when she turned alongside him twisting her staff around his in the same moment, almost like a dance step that disarmed him. He thought it was fantastic that she was so good and Bramwil was pleased to find that his time would be well worth it. Sage enjoyed the next couple years immensely, growing fonder of Etel. He was surprised on his sixteenth birthday when she was waiting on the balcony with a gift. She had found a mage’s jeweler in town who had acquired a massive black opal. She had it cut into five smaller stones –two set into the back of dark leather gloves, three set into the hilt of a sword made by the palace master smith. Etel said that she knew he preferred archery, but he needed a sword and it might as well be a good one. Sage was slightly taken aback by the gift, but excited by the functionality and good use they would provide. He thanked Etel who was a little awkward and tried to shrug it off, however Sage did not have to read her aura to see that she was happy he liked his gift. It was almost four months later during Etel’s birthday celebration that Sage’s brother went to find him in the squire’s dorms. He had been on duty outside the banquet hall when the king made his announcement and saw Etel run out. When Sage found her outside, she had toppled a stone ornament and was taking her anger out on the nearby plants. Once she calmed down enough to talk, she said she was leaving. There was no hesitation on his part, he was going too. At first she seemed stunned by this, but that quickly shifted as she protested. It did not help that he said it wouldn’t be fifteen minutes before that temper got her in trouble on her own.

So they fled to the east, where a family took them in after the teens helped to defend their small village from a demon. Both took to learning some new fighting techniques and many people were impressed by Sage’s archery, but he declined the offer to learn the use of a katana. He said that the sword was not his strength; besides, the one he had was a special gift. Grandfather Mori was understanding and did not allow anyone to press him further. They continued to help the family with whatever they could, everyone was very thankful for Sage’s skills in healing. He took an immediate liking to the odd griffkin Tywyn, though the only thing he could ever get him to admit was that something had drawn him to Etel. Word came of the growing trouble near their home country. With Etel still worried about being so close to home, Sage made a promise that he would not allow her to be taken back before she was ready, and he intends to keep it.

Weapons: Though he is more of a mage than a warrior, Sage is capable of using just about any weapon put in his hand, but his greatest skill is with a bow. He carries a longbow that clips in place on his quiver. Made of yew wood, it is about as tall as he is with narrow pieces of maple attached to either side of the grip and bound by leather. He’s able to make a new bow if necessary as long as he can find the material. Having declined to learn the use of a katana before, Grandfather Mori respectfully did not offer a sword to him. Instead, he forged a good number of steel arrowheads with hammered edges that would not dull and fitted them to pin-straight bamboo shafts, fletched with black and white banded feathers. Sage is careful to retrieve these invaluable arrows when he uses them. He does carry other arrows -mostly simple, mass-forged steel that he does not worry over so much- for different uses. Leather-balled “blunts” can stun a target and his own specially made arrowheads from crystal shards can carry a small charge of magic. He keeps a supply of fresh arrowheads and a kit to make new shafts while traveling.
His sword is made by a palace master-smith. The crosstree hilt is the same slate grey as the buckle on his shoulder, the grip bound in dark leather. There is a round black opal set into the pommel as well as a smaller stone set in either side of the crosstree. The opals carry his magic into the blade, giving it more strength against dark creatures. Well balanced and not too long to wield single-handed, the double-blade comes to a point with a winter-keen edge of steel, a blood channel set in the length of the center.

Abilities: He has been gifted with Sight. He is able to see through most darkness, smoke, or bright light, though he can get a terrible headache from straining his eyes for too long, so he carries vial made with goldenseal to soothe it. He can see the aura of living things, the small changes that reflect a person’s mood or even intentions, as well as find injuries. It also makes him a deadly shot with an arrow (heh, ancient sniper). His Sight will sometimes allow him to use a kind of scrying for the location of people or things. Only needing something that links to what he is looking for, he actually lacks the ability to choose to do this very often.
Possessing some light magic, he is mostly gifted in healing arts. His family comes from an ancient line of healers and he learned his abilities from his mother. With a good knowledge of herbs, he is able to minister healing by medicine or magic. Like his mother he prefers the former as it is better for health, but the latter is quicker when in a pinch. Not all things can be healed by magic though, so knowledge of both is important.
The only other magic he knows is one small fire spell when making medicine and a few plant-based spells for dealing with herbs.
As far as physical abilities, he has enough skill as a fighter. He actually had to learn to be swifter in his movements when facing Etel’s quick steps. His lean strength from using a bow helps when he needs to block blows from larger opponents. For the most part, he relies on his bow, only drawing his sword when a bow is inappropriate for the need.

Other: Hmm...dunno right now.



He will be like my EliteNPC. ^^

Name: Tywyn
Species: griffkin (looks like a cross between a cat and kestrel)
Description: Tywyn looks like a miniature of the fabled griffin. His feline body is less than a foot long -not including the tail- and completely covered in bronze and rust-colored feathers that are short and surprisingly soft. The biggest difference on his falcon-like head is the narrow feathered ears which come to a sharp point. He has the keen golden eyes, broad wings, and wide tail of a bird of prey. The back of his wings are speckled with black and they taper to a narrow point that allow him to flutter or hover on the wind. His wide, fan tail has a black bar across the end. Tywyn's paws are small for his size, but this is made up for by sharp curved talons, slightly longer on the front than the back paws.

He has never said where he came from, how old he is, or whether there are any others like him. He’ll usually avoid those questions simply by repeating them like he was thinking about before collapsing into giggles. Tywyn could quite possibly be hundreds of years old if not more, but he does not always act like it. He loves life and enjoys every minute of it. After being around for so long, the little creature has picked up quite a few tricks, some he’ll never even reveal. He has however, always been able to focus nature magic and he seems to possess a natural defense that can protect himself from pretty much anything. Protecting others becomes a bit harder and he can only dampen powerful attacks; too strong and he cannot stop it at all. Tywyn was drawn to Etel for a reason he is not entirely certain of yet, but believes his suspicions are correct about what is lying dormant inside of her.


That's it. All done.

You still have to read what's happening. ^^

.....*dies*

Grassy_Aggron
02-08-2011, 11:48 PM
Accepted. We have a princess - don't let Skye find out, or he'll enter "tease mode" once they become good friends XD And Cryo might want to play dress-up.

Good, a healer. That'll help everyone out quite a bit <3 And Tywyn! *Glomps*

Skye: You have about three pages to catch up on. It really is not that much for you Kris.

Winter
02-08-2011, 11:49 PM
OMGOMGOMG! Kriiiiiiiiiiiiis! You finally joined the party--and we get to see Sage in action this time, as well as not having to deal with her evil dead counterpart!

k_pop
02-09-2011, 01:56 AM
Hehe, you don't have to worry about Skye teasing her. She's used to it even though she still gets irritated. XD
You have to remember, they're younger and in the last RP she had been with Sage a lot longer and was a little more mature. Not as shy really either, but that's a difference of upbringing this time around. I think I like this background more. ^^

*giggles* I got glomped. XD

Yeah, I got caught up pretty quick, I'll get to work on that first post. =3

That's right, Winter, no Zela this time. Hope you're not disappointed. XD

I'm not. B'


And when did everyone start italicizing other players speech? ^^'

Winter
02-09-2011, 02:43 AM
Nope! Can't say I'll miss Zela, considering that fight was ridiculous... Though now that I think about it she and Sola switched places, basically. XD Can't say Sola's near as happy about it... Meaning that also scratches her out as Tywyn's biggest fan--Nadia will probably take that over. She took over Sola's place in almost everything, actually.

Doodlebop
02-09-2011, 08:07 PM
And when did everyone start italicizing other players speech? ^^'

I STARTED A TREEEEEND!

/slapp'd

But, uh, yeah, I think I did it and it just kind of... caught on? I think it makes it easier to keep track, anyway. You can tell exactly what they're responding to. :P

And if you want, I can sum it up.

Oh, btw, Grassy, you said we need more baddies, right? I came up with an idea for one.

k_pop
02-09-2011, 10:16 PM
Nope! Can't say I'll miss Zela, considering that fight was ridiculous... Though now that I think about it she and Sola switched places, basically. XD Can't say Sola's near as happy about it... Meaning that also scratches her out as Tywyn's biggest fan--Nadia will probably take that over. She took over Sola's place in almost everything, actually.

Well, it is kinda difficult to fight someone with zero emotion to show any kind of reaction. ^^;

And yeah, I noticed that. XD

I STARTED A TREEEEEND!

/slapp'd

But, uh, yeah, I think I did it and it just kind of... caught on? I think it makes it easier to keep track, anyway. You can tell exactly what they're responding to. :P

And if you want, I can sum it up.

Oh, btw, Grassy, you said we need more baddies, right? I came up with an idea for one.

But what happens when you're thinking? Most everyone I know does thoughts in italics. ^^;

And thanks, but I got caught up ok. ^^

Doodlebop
02-10-2011, 12:07 PM
But what happens when you're thinking? Most everyone I know does thoughts in italics. ^^;

And thanks, but I got caught up ok. ^^

You put whatever these things are called "wordshere" around the speech, of course! :D

And you're welcome. That was quite the explosive entrance you made... *picturing Nova's reaction*

Doodlebop
03-24-2011, 01:13 PM
Since we need a new staff bearer because Metal quit (very sad), here's my go at it...

Name: Sara

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Species: Squirrel

Side: Evil

Appearance: Sara is skinny and lean- unhealthily so. She has brown eyes, and dark hair that is stringy and tangled- the girl does not take care of herself. She has mostly dark fur, but has white legs and orange colored arms- (somewhat similar to the markings of a prevost's squirrel (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/ff/Schoenhoernchen_Callosciurus_prevosti.jpg)). She's actually rather tall, but is horribly skinny and lean- she doesn't eat much, if at all. The area around her eyes is very dark, and her eyes tend to look very wild. Her tail is skinny and matted.

She dresses in a long white dress, which at one point was probably rather fine and beautiful, but now it is mangled and torn. Over that she wears a black cloak.
Personality: Sara is insane. Not just kind of insane, not just a little unhinged, but really, truly, deranged. She's moody and aggressive, and if things don't go her way, she tends to throw violent temper tantrums that involve breaking lots of things- objects and people included. When things do go her way… Well, it's not really a whole lot better, but at least she's not actively hurting people. It's impossible to call her out on her savage nature- since she's seemingly under the impression that she's the good guy. She believes that everyone else in the world is evil, and deserves to be corrupted with dark matter. Which is how she embarked on her insane quest. There is no way to prove to her that you are actually a good person. Good luck trying. The only reason she works with others trying to bring about the dark matter entering the world is that she figures the faster she gets the job done, the better.

History: Sara's backstory is somewhat fuzzy. She doesn't tell anyone about it, and asking about it is one of the many ways to insure your head being permanently removed from your shoulder. What we do know is this:

Sara was at one point in time, a member of high-ranking nobility. Her family's only daughter for quite some time. She was the heir apparent to her title for quite some time. There was a bit of worry, though- her both sides of her family were prone to mental illness. She seemed perfectly normal, though, so there were no serious worries.

That is, until a brother came along.

A noble's title, of course, instantly goes to a male, no matter who was born first. So Sara would no longer retain her title. She would still live in the home- or perhaps be married to some rich lord. But still, the title would not be hers. Sara had been used to the idea her entire life. And it being taken away from her… Well, she snapped.

They managed to lock her away in an insane asylum before she caused anyone serious harm. However, the asylum gave her time to do some good, long, thinking. Thinking mostly on how cruel the world was. How unjust. What would be the best way to exact justice on it?

Destroy them. All of them.

And so, she escaped the asylum (with surprising ease) and set off on her quest to destroy everyone, by way of using the staff. She's not quite aware of what happened to the previous staff bearer, but she doesn't really care. She just wants to destroy everything.
Weapons: Kakon's Staff- Well… It's the staff. She gets to blow things up with it. Be very afraid, and hope that Kakon at least tries to keep her in line. She also has a small dagger, but doesn't use it very much.

Abilities: Sara has mild magical ability, but tends to use the staff as her primary weapon. Get it away from her and she'd easily be defeated.

Other: …Really belated Merry Christmas… xD


Yup, the new staff bearer is a psychotic female squirrel. Fear her. xD

Grassy_Aggron
03-26-2011, 12:22 AM
Lol Doodles, that is awesome XD Seriously. It makes Skye's insane half seem like a walk in the park XP

I imagine Sara and Skye will not get along, given that the latter would be classified as "Lawful Good". As in, an extreme goody-two shoes. I doubt corruption could even change that factor XD


Accepted.

UltimateBrawl
04-01-2011, 05:53 PM
Reserve me for two, please. Still working on it all.