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 Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 5:19 pm
Accepted. You may now take the test
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 2:54 pm
ALCHEMIST PROFILE  BASIC INFO
Gaia Name: valiant-moonlit
RPC Name: Laila Oshira (Moth)
RPC Rank: Alchemist
RPC Element: Earth
Facilitates plant growth and manipulates earthly materials (clay, sand, etc) into weapons and tools. Works with agricultural and mining districts mainly. Uses her fans as alchemic tools, although has tattoos on her hands if they fail/break.
RPC Gender: Female
RPC Age: 26
Personality: Brash, bold and out spoken, Laila's rather rough talking can get her into a bit of trouble as she is brutally honest and doesn't hold back for anyone. Because she has been outcast as trouble by most groups of people, she doesn't trust anyone and believes she is meant to be alone. If you can gain her trust, Laila's hot and cold exterior can be pulled back to reveal a very caring individual with a passion for helping others in need. The one thing Laila does care about are all animals (including insects which gave her the nickname of moth) and children and is fiercely protective of both.
City: South
ABILITIES AND WEAPONS
Special Abilities: -alchemist have none
Abilities: -alchemists have none
Weapons: two bladed folded fans, they are decorated on the one side and on the other have alchemic markings. Well trained with most hand held weapons (from the sword, staff, knife fighting to whips)
Accessories: a necklace and a ring
Tattoos/Marks/Scars: The same alchemic markings on her fans are tattoed onto her hands.
BIO/HISTORY
Family: Daimeo (father) - a miner, Charolette (mother) - a famous fire alchemist, Rashida (middle sister) - a rather corrupt fire alchemist and military official and the only being Laila considers evil and Tima (baby sister) - deceased, died at a young age in a freak accident, Laila blames Rashida.
History: Laila comes from a small mining town in the South. Her parents settled there after her mother "retired" as an alchemist. Born in the city, she took to the country side quickly and enjoyed her time in the fresh air. The oldest child and favored by her parents, she wasn't close to her middle sister who was often jealous of their parents affected. Both girls were enrolled in school and succeeded to be at the top of their classes. Both were also trained by their mother in alchemy although they went in separate directions. Laila much preferred the earth, shifting stone and sand as well as facillitating plant growth whereas Rashida preferred fire and controlling its movements. Even at a young age the two girls treated each other more as rivals then sisters. However, Laila adored her baby sister Tima and often spoiled her. When Tima died in a freak accident, Laila and Rashida were the only ones present. To this day Laila believes that Rashida could have easily saved Tima and refused to do so by choice, forging an even deeper resentment between the the two. When she turned 20, she left her family and town to find work elsewhere and to also explore her talents as an alchemist.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 5:54 am
ALCHEMIST PROFILE  BASIC INFO Gaia Name: Genji GIncosu RPC Name: Genji the Sparks Element RPC Rank: 1st Lieutenant RPC Element: Lightning RPC Gender: Male RPC Age: 21 Personality: Very dark, a perv, but can have happy times City: Central City ABILITIES AND WEAPONS Special Abilities: Abilities:Weapons: Accessories: His gloves on hands Tattoos/Marks/Scars: ..just look at the picture BIO/HISTORY Family: Brother...whos dead :l [homonculous] History:Genji was only...7 when he heard his older brother had gone to the military. His brother was only 13... a prodigy...some called him. The Lightning theif....was his name...for they claimed he used lightning from that of Zues. Genji was not jealous of his brother, no he loved him so much...and was crushed because he heard his brother had died only another 13 years later. Genji was never going to fully join the military...but once his older bro had died....he wanted to know why...and he will do what it takes...to find out what happened.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 7:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 3:52 pm
ALCHEMIST PROFILE
((No image for now, I'll get my sister to give me a free commision or somesuch later in the month))
BASIC INFO
Gaia Name:LoveHuggles
RPC Name: Meena Marin
RPC Rank: Human hoping to attempt exam
RPC Element: Biological (Flesh manipulation and whatnot.) If thats unacceptable, I'll settle for medical.
RPC Gender: Female
RPC Age: 27
Personality:Quirky, cheerful... mad. ((Think Cloudcookerlander, to steal a phrase from TVtropes.))
City: North City
ABILITIES AND WEAPONS
Special Abilities:Alchemists have none.
Abilities:Alchemists have none
Weapons: Dependant on how kind those 200 years have been, either a universe equivilant Saiga-12 (Closer to modern era), or a universe equivilant M14 (Closer to the technology featured in-series, hell, those rifles look like M14's anyways), along with a small hatchet.
Accessories: Clear thin-lens glasses, white leather belt with multiple pouches attached, mainly containing multple sets of specificly embroided gloves, for transmuting specific sections of the body.
Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Mole above her lip on the left side, that is all.
BIO/HISTORY
Family: Dead, painfully and horrificly dead.
History: Jennine Redgrove was born into a reasonably well-of family, living in a suburb on the northern outskirts of Central City. Her childhood was fairly dull, her parents both had high expectations of her, both being highly respected doctors, they demanded she study hard and often, or, translated into a normal person's language, have no freinds or entertainment. Though brutal, this was effective, however, her mind was a weary victim of their brutality. All alone, with noone to even interact with, her mind supplemented for her. Everything she had been forcivly reppresed from developed into a single entity, an imgainary freind, Meena Marin. She began spending her time alone sprawled out across the floor, speaking to herself. Her mother began to worry, hearing her speaking with no response. She tried talking to her herself again and again, all she got was an empty stare. A dead, empty stare.
"Whats that? But, why would I do that? What did they ever do to me?"
After they heard her mutter that one sentance, that was enough, they had to do somthing, her grades had plummeted over the last six months, that was all they cared for so far, untill that one sentance, everything had changed.
They sent her to 'specialists', put her on drugs, even began to aknowledge her. Funny what fear of death can do to a human. But there was nothing they could do, after all, their daughter wasn't the problem at all.
((We are now switching perspectives, strap yourselves in, we may encounter what appear to be technical difficultys upon landing, those are as should be, thank you for flying with us.))
"W-w-what did y-you do!?"
The empty space grinned at her and spoke without moving a muscle. "What have I done? Shoulden't you be asking that to yourself?" Before her lay a pair of corpses, butched violently beyond recognition, in her hand she held the weapon, a hatchet, coated with blood.
"Well now, take a look at all the trouble you got us in. What you gonna be doing now, then? You're too young to go on trial, they'll probably just kill you on the spot and say you attacked them."
"No... no.. You're right, I must've done this. Because... You.. are not real." She muttered slowly, shocked at her own mind, shocked at her realisation, shocked at what she had done.
"Oh? If I am not real, then are you, is any of this? Are these even walls surrounding you? Are those even your parent's butchered corpses before you?" The invisible voice exclaimed with glee "Then again, how can anything be real, if you're so wrong you're able to bring somthing like -me- into this world?"
The girl's eyes began to water, before tears flowed clearly down her face and her voice changed in tone. "No. I did not bring such a being as you into this world. You ARE NOT REAL." She roared out into the empty space.
As her mind cleared and the madness faded, all in an instant of fury, she stood, wiped her eyes and stated dully to herself. "Three people died here tonight." before heading to her father's supply closet.
((You can all guess what happened here, moving it right on before you can realise how terrible I am at writing things.))
Twelve years passed, Jennine Redgrove died twelve years prior. After ten and a half years of study under her master, Meena Marin left North City, bound for central, with hope in her heart of becoming an alchemist of the military, to serve the people. ((/end bad writing. Willing to take constructive criticism, please give contructive criticism >_>))
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 6:54 pm
Well, a thing or two come to mind: The history is almost entirely about the mentor, and therefore the mentor has a set personality now, but we can't tell the actual character's.
Biological? Could you go into more detail on that?
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 2:53 am
redgamehunter Well, a thing or two come to mind: The history is almost entirely about the mentor, and therefore the mentor has a set personality now, but we can't tell the actual character's. Biological? Could you go into more detail on that? No, the history is of the character, the mentor goes untirely unnamed surprised And I just figure that Biological would be similar to healing, by manipulating flesh into different shapes or sizes, like repositioning an enemys organs or somesuch.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 5:05 pm
Hmm... There would have to be significant limits to it, otherwise, even with the battle system, it would seem godmod-y
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:55 am
redgamehunter Hmm... There would have to be significant limits to it, otherwise, even with the battle system, it would seem godmod-y The general idea was that it would require extended direct contact, which would be the significant limit.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 7:33 pm
Well, with that + the battle system, I suppose you're good. Have at it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 1:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 12:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 4:40 pm
Approved!
Now go take your exam! biggrin
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 5:58 pm
ALCHEMIST PROFILE  BASIC INFO Gaia Name: DuSandavarUzamaki RPC Name: Ternuj Lutmeer (Tera / Atomic Alchemist) RPC Rank: Human, wanting to become state alchemist RPC Element: Atomic structure(Atoms) RPC Gender: Male RPC Age: 18 Personality: Tera is nice and loving person. He isn’t known as a enemy to most people, except for those who don’t like niceness. He uses his powers only to protect the ones he loves. He prefers not to kill, but he will if he must. City: Central ABILITIES AND WEAPONS He’s able to control atoms and mix their chemical components to create different kinds of gases, solids, or liquids. By doing so, he can cause mass destruction with just a spark from his gloves. Special Abilities: None Abilities: None Weapons: He carries two pistols, one in each pocket and a sword that hangs from one of his belts. Accessories: His gloves are made of the same material as Mustang's from the anime. A snap of the finger can create a spark. Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Tera’s alchemy circle on his right palm. These marks are also on his gloves, to make the enemy believe that he only needs them. Elemental restrictions: He isn't able to control the make up of a human being, therefore he can not change a person's body, including healing. BIO/HISTORY Family: Mother: deceased Father: Alive History: Tera’s mother was killed while Tera and his father were out practicing his alchemy. When the two arrived home, she was on the floor of the kitchen, already dead from loss of blood. Tera insisted that they use alchemy to bring her back, but his father said it was too dangerous and nothing good will come from it. Tera took the words and never tried the forbidden alchemy. He continued practicing his training so he can become the world’s greatest alchemist, to protect everyone from the horror he had to find. His talents focused around gases instead of solids, so he focused mostly on that, always working with gases and their combinations. He eventually came to new gases that could only be created through alchemy, by separating or combining the atoms of specific gases.
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