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Basic Info:
This roleplay takes place in a fantasy setting. Note: It is not medeval, it's a bit like Final Fantasy, a mix of modern and old times, People can talk like a modern person, but don't make it like street talk cuz that's just weird.

Tev Gladimus Favonius (me) and Vincent W Sinnet are the Admins. This is a literate RP, any questions, ask one of us. Please don't randomly PM us.

Rules:
Please follow all the rules. You will be given 3 warnings if you break any of these rules. On your 4th, you will be put on the blacklist.

1. No cybering
2. Please Respect others
3. Don't argue with the Admins
4. Be literate. At least 4 sentences every post, I understand if you get stumped and make a short post but please don't make it a habbit.
5. Keep OOC chatting to a minimum. It often throws the Roleplayers off if it gets out of hand.
6. When Roleplaying, don't use smileys for your characters. For instance, enstead of | "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean that.." sweatdrop | Try this "Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean that..." he said shyly, scratching the back of his head nervously. Don't use * roleplaying either. *falls out of a tree* is not acceptable, unless you do it in OOC
7. No Godmoding. You cannot control what someone else's character does. For instance, | She kisses his forehead and smiles as he closes his eyes and falls asleep. | you can do this with your own characters, but if you are talking about someone else's character falling asleep, it's not aloud. You can't be invincible, stick to what your character is capable of. For instance, a human can't dodge everything and kick down a large tree or fly unless the power is given to them.
8. Romance is OK but please keep it appropriate.
9. When sending an application, title it 'Fire Pit'
10. Have fun and obey Gaian rules!

Characters:
For people who have been accepted into this roleplay! Yay! Also, If you are gone for too long ((Limit is two weeks)) without telling either me or tev you will be deleted. You can re-submit only if you have a good reason.



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Played By:Vincent W Sinnet
Name: Vince
Race: Death Knight
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Sexuality: Straight
Apperance: His kinds long life span takes a toll on his appearence. Either that or he's just plain short. He is about 5"3 and weighs about a hundred pounds, he has short spiky white hair, cold blue eyes and his skin is extremly pale. He wears a dirty brown peasant's shirt and beneath that some studded leather armor. He also wears leather gloves, dirty brown peasent's shorts, brown boots and a dark purple belt with the decoration of a skull on the buckle. He also carries a big broad sword that can sense magical barriers and slice through them.
Powers: Can summon and control Green Fire, Can summon forth a sheild made from his soul, also uses magic of the shadows.
Weapons: Large sword that can sense magic barriers and Cut through them. Also can expel two sharp blades from his wrists.
Bio:Fun and Energetic, his kind have a longer life span than humans so he has the maturity level of thirteen year old. Of course he can be mature when it is necessary...really he can. Death Knights, although their appearence and practices lean toward the side of evil, are all bout keeping order and peace in the world. Vince has completed only the first phase of his training and is now taking a test. The test is to find some way to bring order and/or peace to the world above. He see's the trouble that is going on now and nows what he has to do. Maybe he is taking on a little too much.

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Username: Mistress Black Magic
Characer Name: Seanna Averami
Race: Dampeal *a halfling of vampirian blood*
Gender: female
Age: appears 16-18
Sexuality: bi
Appearance:
Bio: Born the b*****d child of a shadow elf and a vampire, she was raised secretly from her father. Her mother sheltered her in the temple of the Shadow Elves where she mastered the arts of Illusion. Through her completed training she has the ability to bend light, shadows, nightmares, and dreams into different forms of illusions that cause temporary mental pain, but no physical wounds. Recently though, an army of creatures came from the surrounding forest, and although the Elves fought valiently, their temple was taken and the people slaughtered. Seanna, was once more hidden by her mother, so her life was spared. Ashamed at her display of weakness, she tends to stay away from people, afraid subconciously that she will eventually let them down. Now she wanders, in search of the ones who took her only home away from her.


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Username: Tev Gladimus Favonius
Characer Name: Slitheria Gaven
Race: Crow Demon
Gender: Male
Age: 3,432
Sexuality: Bi
Appearance: He's only handsome when he's not crazy....
Powers: Magic, transformation, teleportation, mind control
Weapons: Claws and magic
Bio: He was born into a royal family, but his clan could sence a great evil in him, one far more dangerous than any they had seen before. His father tried to seal away the dark thing inside him into a stone. Another child was born. To keep them safe, at five years of age, he was taken away from his family and raised by pesants. He grew angry and plotted against his brother, whome he blamed for being seperated. He had hired someone to kill his brother. They turned on him and killed him, but being what he was, he became a wandering soul. After 2,000 years he found a way to reginerate himself and take on a live form. The stone was broken, and the evil engulfed him. He wandered for over a thousand years, trying to find something that would please his evil desires, and then the darkness came. He went to the side that caused it, agreed to cause more trouble and havoc. But after a long time, his conscience started to kick in, and he tried to escape the darkness, only to be driven to insanity. Now he wanders, a crazed psychotic demon, still trying to grasp on to his sanity.

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Username: Emmarmalade
Characer Name: Lady Mella Orzganaxis
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: Seventeen
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Bio: Mella was abused as a child, driven to near insanity by her father and his extremely immoral perception of child upbringing. At the age of five her father disappeared, no one knew or cared where he went, no one cared about Mella either. Scarred and hurt, Mella left her past behind her and took to wandering the streets, begging food and water, eventually an elderly warlord found her and out of pity and loneliness took her into his home. He being ugly and old found himself incapable of ever having a family was intrepidly empowered by an urge to find himself an heir and as it happened Mella was perfect. She lived and learned at her adoption father's castle, developing wit and skill. She mastered History and Mathematics fairly quickly, but found most of the theory subjects most boring and so took to learning how to fight; fencing, archery and even martial arts. She mastered it all and now at the age of seventeen, Mella is looking for her true place in life.


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Username: DukeoftheDerranged
Characer Name: Dakota McCoy
Race: Shadow Shifter
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Sexuality: bi
Appearance:
Bio: Born under the red moon, he was considered the savior of his people. Instead, he brought about their destruction. Because of his over powering sense of self confidence, he lead the army of the forest towards his city in ideals that he could smit them, he paid for his mistake with the life of his kingdom. The last prince of the Winged Shadow Shifters, he wanders now, searching not for a purpose to live, but for a reason to die.

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Username: Tev Gladimus Favonius
Characer Name: Gladimus Nathaniel Cronan
Race: Vampire
Gender: male
Age: 17
Sexuality: strait
Appearance:
His eyes are a mysterious green color with golden flecks, he is 5'10" and often looks sad, angry. He often carries a rapier at his side. He also has a gun that he keeps on his belt.
Powers: Teleportation, Telikenises, and levitation
Weapons: Rapier, large gun
Bio: Growing up was hard for the boy, he didn't have a father and his mother was always drinking. The darkness always scared him, and he was told stories of a glorious time when there was a thing called the sun that came up to free the world of it's temporary darness, everything was bright, beautiful, and people lived well. He believed that story, and as he grew older he decided to dedicate himself to destroying the thing that kept the sun away. He learned the skills of Fencing and shooting, his aim hardly missing due to his entence training, but it wasn't enough. He was dragged away into the deepest dark of a forest by something, and it changed his life forever. He was turned into a bloodthirsty beast, known as a vampire. But with such a strong will he was able to overcome the dark thoughts in his head, and escaped, returning home to protect his mother, only to find her dead. His anger and guilt got to him, if only he had trained harder... He had remembered being in his dark state, he had killed innocent people, that also built on his guilt. He now wanders with a vengence.

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Username: quixote_eye
Characer Name: Ahuri
Race: Icarii
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Sexuality: bi
Appearance:
Bio: Ahuri's wings were torn out from him at a young age. Whenever they tried to regrew it will be forcefully wrenched out again. This continued on till the back part of his body was brutally mangled, with scars lining it and broken skin that had healed wrongly encrusted with dried blood. He was born from an Icarii and a human. His father being the Icarii and an incorrigible flirt, left Ahuri's mom to deal with an Icarii baby and no financial support at all. Humans were not meant to give birth to Icariis and because of this, Ahuri's mom had a hard time through the birth and coupled with the fact that her son looked just like her husband who had caused her so much pain and despair, made Ahuri's mom loathe him. The only twisted way of getting her revenge was to part Aruhi with the one thing that showed his blood heritage. His wings.

For Races: Those with wings. The Icarii are usually confused with the fallen angels as the main trademark of these two races are the wings that span out from the back of their bodies. The only difference is that unlike the fair-haired and eyed angels, Icarii looks tend to lean towards darker colours. Their hair are usually dark and this is often paired off with a striking eye colour.

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Username: muse_of_the_dark_artist
Characer Name: Silus Vendell
Race: vampire
Gender: male
Age: He looks 19
Sexuality: bi
Appearance:

He's about 6'0" and has eyes the same color as his hair.
Bio: Silus has had a long and interesting life full of many years of silence, many years of travel, and even more of solitude.
As a child, he was always alone, learning, listening, watching, taking everything he could in. He loved to do puzzles and things, and he was always inventive. Sadly, his parents were killed when he was only eight. He quickly took his inventions and his books and ran from home, running into a strange old man who offered him a place to stay.
He accepted and lived with the old man who became his new father. His name was Vincent. Vincent raised Silus for the next eight years, helping him hune his skills and intelligence along with passing his knowledge of fighting and logic to the boy.
It wasn't until Silus was 19 when Vincent was "dying". Before he died he told Silus to come close to him for he had one last thing to tell him. That was when Vincent turned Silus into a vampire. When Silus awoke, he was alone...and he has been wandering alone ever since.

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Username: muse_of_the_dark_artist
Characer Name: Gene Turo
Race: mage/controls wind
Gender: male
Age: 18
Sexuality: strait
Appearance:

He is 5'6" and always has a few throwing knives with him handy.
Bio: Gene lived a normal life for a long time. A normal family. A normal school. Normal...well....not too many friends. He'd always been the strong silent type...and he usually made friends with the little guys who didn't make friends easily. He always played the hero to prove that the big guys didn't always rule the world.
It wasn't until he was 17 when he met a strange old woman. She was kind...but there was something about her. One day he had been drinking tea with her and discussing a book they had both read when he suddenly blacked out. She had put sleeping pills in his tea.
He doesn't remember what happened exactly, but when he awoke, he was home and he had a strange mark on his head. When he went back to her, she taught him to use the power she had bestowed upon him. He was rather grateful and decided to make a new life for himself, using his new powers to do some good. He spent a year in the area the witch lived and learned to use his wind control power to direct throwing knives which is now his specialty.

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Username: muse_of_the_dark_artist
Characer Name: Tera Lycus
Race: mage/controls most plant life
Gender: female
Age: 16
Sexuality: strait
Appearance:

Bio: Tera is a strange one. She never lived with a family for she was abandoned as a small child when her parents learned of her strange...power of sorts. Whenever she would go outside to play, the trees would grow, the grass would spring up, and the flowers would bloom whether it was their time or not. Her parents didn't understand this and threw her out to live alone.
She has spent years living in forested areas practicing her powers. Because of her lack of people skills, she doesn't talk much...and she is very uncivilized in the way she eats...Other than that she is normal, though her mannerisms are very much like that of a lizzard...or a small mammal, and she has seemed to adapt these strange markings on her shoulders. She also adores being in trees and will run and climb one for refuge when she feels she is in danger.

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Username: Vouloir

Characer Name: Vier Alitch

Race: Raven Hybrid Demon/Elf

Gender: Female

Age: 104 years

Sexuality: Open to both sides, mostly likes males.

Weapons: Removable Veins (Weapons she pulls from her own body and uses as "living whips".)

Powers: Powers over the element of time, and of the element of shadow. Also has telekenetic abilities.

Appearance:

Bio: Thought to be a raging lunatic by her own parents, she was sent to an asylum at a very young age. Of course she never needed help so being there began to slowly make her insane. Her mind began to twist with sadistic thoughts and she would laugh uncontrolably to herself when in solitary. Soon her doctors allowed her to leave after she pretended to be good for a large amount of years within the asylum. Her first thought was to return to her home and se her parents, but she found out her other was raped then killed and her father was in prison. This brought her into a state of laughter and she began to search her location.
After around a month she had found some attire, odd attire, it looked to be armor even, armor of the future and she had turned her own hair a silvery white. Soon, her emotions began to lower and she had an expression of sorrow on her face as she wandered, but, never did her laugh leave. And even now when all dark is going on, she continues to wander hopelessly, trying to avoid any of the dark armies around the area.

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Username: rain kage droom
Characer Name: Rain Kage Droom
Race: pure blood vampire
Gender: female
Age: 500
Sexuality: straight
Weapons: guns, knives
Powers: fire
Appearance:

Bio: She never knew her real dad because her mom was raped. Her step father constently beat her and her brothers. She ran away and ended up loosing her memory three times. She's still learning things about heself and doesn't know alot. She rarely speeks and is VERY shy around the oposite sex.

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Username: Rain Kage Droom
Characer Name: Aisleen Leigh Unknown
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Sexuality: straight
Weapons: knives
Powers: speed
Appearance:

Bio: When She was 8 years old her parents were killed by royal guards. They took her and her sister Sara to be slaves in the castle. At 12 years her sister was killed right infront of her. At 13 she was sold to another slave owner who beat her every second of the day. 18 years she ran away and has been searching for a new life

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Username: Tauchpanzer
Characer Name: Marionette Bordeau (AKA Mari, Marion or Mimi)
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Sexuality: Bi
Weapons: Umbrella
Powers: None.
Appearance: http://www.deviantart.com/view/13001444/ (I didn't draw that. I take absolutely no credit for it.)
Bio: There isn't much to say. Her mother died during childbirth, and her father is slowly going blind. She used to work at a flower shop in her home town, but has begun travelling in order to search for some sort of medicine for her father to help his eyes.

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Username: Spectacled Flying-fox/Irving Mason (Irving is my main account.)

Characer Name: Catahecassa

Race: "Neo iksarian."

Gender: Male

Age: 14 (For them, it's similar to being 30 or 40.)

Sexuality: Straight.

Weapons: His bare hands, his jaws, and the shackles on his wrists that he uses like strong gauntlets.

Powers: None.

Appearance: A slightly humanoid creature with a more reptillian head, he has blackened forearms and lower legs and the rest of his body is a brown-gray coloration with black rings around the eyes that go back to his ears/earholes. There are also thick black stripes going down his back with yellowish outlines and he has a white underbelly.

For clothing, he simply has an old gray loin cloth and two oversized shackles attatched to his wrists with a few chain links dangling down from them.

Bio: Catahecassa was born in a dying tribe of his kind that was taken out by a humanoid looking enemy that took some prisoner to fight in gladiator-style battles. Catahecassa managed to escape after a few years and now he just does what he wants while traveling.

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Dark Minions.
These are for the five dark minions. The evil people who create the creatures. If you want to be one include it in your post. Also, people who play as one of the dark minions can take control of a certian type of creature.

1. Username: Vincent W Sinnet
Charcter Name: Glade.
Race: Dark Minion
Age: 100
Gender:...umm...it looks male...kinda...
Sexuality: Bi
Appearance: Glade
Bio: He was born from the everlasting night that was created a hundred years ago. Now he roams around converting innocents into creatures for the cause of his master. He summons forth posionus arrows from his left hand that is what is used to turn humans into the creatures. His sword is laced with a poisin but it's affects are fatal. He also holds some sort of link to Vince.
Creature: Controls zombie like creatures that can spew acidic red liquid from their mouths.

~-Updates from Gladimus-~
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Note to members: remember there is no Day, so going to sleep isn't too regular, it's just whenever your character gets tired. Also, try to RP in a wider range, it's a whole world to RP in, so there's alot of places to go.

Currently looking for logos and pictures to use so people can link to this RP from their signitures. Willing to pay. Thanks!


There are two new things in the application form, for those already joined, I hope you read this, it's not entirely needed but it would be appreciated if you would send what your character's powers and weapons are.

Vince happily marched towards the village, dragging his sword in the dirt. The village he approached was on the borderline of a forest. "Yes, i should make some good progress here." As he entered the town he saw that the streets were bare and there was nobody around. The shops were closed, the windows had bars on them, the only open place that he could find was an old inn.

Vince wandered in and was greeted by an old man. "Hey there kid, shouldn't you be inside just like all the other folk?" the old man said. "Actually no, I'm here to solve the problems thats been going on lately." Vince replied. The old man stared at Vince for a second than cracked a smile then said "Thats a funny joke kid but you should really go home." Vince frowned at the old man, then turned away and shrugged "Fine then, if you don't want my money...." The old man jumped up and quickly said "Wait!... Buisiness has been really bad lately...Joke or not, if you got money you can stay." Vince smiled and then slammed the money on the counter. "This enough?" he asked. The old man looked at the amount of money with astonishment "Um..yes just enough." The old man handed Vince a key. "Room 1A."

Mella was mildly excited, she was finally leaving in search of her proper place in life, sure it was no real adventure, they were hard to come by about these parts, but it was a beginning. Her adoption father, Lord Darkkon, as he liked her too call him, had arranged for her depature today. He had entrusted Mella, with what he'd called the 'cargo'... whatever that was. Mella wasn't willing to pry, she knew Lord Darkkon had a horrible temper, though most of the time his temperement remained at a happy medium, she had seen his temper many a time arise... even questions seemed to disrupt his contentment, she didn't like to upset people. Mella's destination was something of a question, she didn't really know where she was going, she knew it was a tavern, somewhere on the border of the country, near some forest. Mella wasn't very good with geography, she knew little about the rest of the world, her city was the centre of the world.
(( I'll be back soon, just going to have dinner ))

"Thank you miss." Seanna sipped the brandy handed to her, allowing the hood to fall from its place upon her head, the mass of dark raven strands falling around her face gently, her ivory skin glowing with the etheral light only an elf possessed. Stopping in mid sip, the brandy grazing her lips with the amber of its liquid, her ears perked slightly. She lowered the glass from her mouth, and started above, her amethyst eyes turning suspicious. Thump, thump, thump, barely there, yet still noticable, to her at least. She stood, setting the glass down upon the table, staring curiously up at the ceiling, when a laughter stringed with insanity and malice echoed through the building, making the source hard to pin point. Her eyes taking on the steely glint of conentration, her had drifts slowly towards her side dagger, her eyes trained upon the ceiling above.