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 Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 6:39 pm
~Why do we live? Why do we die? These are two of the many unanswered questions that lie in the back of the human mind. Life and death...Primary concerns, but meaningless to pursue. Nonetheless, a topic associated with the meaning of life; an enigma that is beyond the comprehension of mortal minds. Some spend their entire lives searching for an answer to this, ?riddle,? while others tend to let the thought lie dormant as they go about their lives. Whether the answer is pursued or not, there remains one simple truth: In order to create life, life must end. There can be no creation if there is no destruction. It is by these principles that we find purpose. What you are about to hear goes beyond the mental capacity of the average being. Most of you cannot comprehend the fathomless truths of the pains of birth, death, and rebirth. And yet, you must if you are to understand the Cycle of Ingenuity, and the consequences associated with disrupting that cycle.~
~The Rim: The Darkness of the Light~
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Rules
~Gaian rules apply here~
~No racial remarks period~
~Be at least semi-Literate Please~
~Do not use any chatroom language. I.E. U=you, R=Are, lol, lmao, ect.~
~NO GODMODING!!! That explains itself.~
~Have fun.~
Joining
You DO NOT have to PM me your profile, but you can if you like. Just post it in the RP and join in.
~Submit this profile if applying for one of the HORSEMEN.~
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~Submit this Profile for a Reaver.~
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~Submit this Profile when applying for a Rebel.~
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Appearance is not necessary, but providing a picture helps imagery while RPing.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:26 pm
The Horsemen of the Apocalypse War - Azure of the Cold Fire Age: Unknown Race: Horseman of the Apocalyspe Allignment: Chaotic Neutral Weapons: Dark Sentinel - A blade presented to him by the Grim Reaper himself. It contains the very essence of the underworld. History: Once of Human origin, Azure joins the horsemen after the death of Dagaal. His quiet nature only serves to hide his ruthlessness. He fights with the ferocity of the demons, and has come to be known as the Demon King. Aothough he serves his master without question, there is something far more darker lurking in his blood.  Famine - Dayax DhimashoAge: 19 Race: Horseman of the Apocalypse Allignment: Lawful Good Weapons: Twin Snakes - Two Daggers with Wavy blades. Capable of sending the souls of the dead to the underworld to be judged. History: Dayax is the most passive of all the horsemen. She is cursed with the touch of death. Her skin holds a deadly poison that will cause objects to wither and creatures to age. In addition, she is gifted with the ability to sense and feel creature's thoughts and emotions. It is her gift and her curse.  Dagaal Dhimasho(deceased)Age: Unknown Race: Horseman Allignment: Lawful Evil Weapons: None History: Formerly the horseman of War, Dagaal met his end in attempt to destroy his comrades, and bring about a new order to the underworld. His last words stil echo in the thoughts of his former ally and best friend..."The time for judgment has passed and a new age of atonement must emerge. For that is our fate, and it cannot be changed."  Pestilence - Atrista PhalcohAge: Unknown Race: Horseman Allignment: Chaotic Evil Weapons: Stetiisto - A large scythe that has been seen in human fictions for centuries. Capable of causing a dramatic blood loss in its victims. History: The Beautiful, and deadly Atrista. She is most commonly mistaken for the grim reaper, as she wears a dark cloak to cover her body, whilst in public. The governor of the world's diseases she can inflict and even cure the diseases of the world. She was Dagaal's lover, but has taken a liking to the new horseman, Azure. She is known to be the most blood thirsty of all the horsemen.  Death - Yige Yingzi Age: Unknown Race: Horseman Allignment: Meridious Weapons: Kaijyuu - Large Katana forged by his own hand. The hilt is made of bone, which contain the souls of those who were not granted passage into the underworld. It causes flesh to rot and objects to wither. It can also summon the souls of the dead to fight attack an enemy. History: The Commander of the Four Horsemen, yige is tasked with overseeing the affairs of the underworld. He will very rarely appear in the mortal world, as his presence is not needed. Of the four, Yige has served his master the longest, and is the only one other than Dagaal who has seen his face.  Grim Reaper - Takino Meridious The most powerful of all the horsemen, and their leader. He is the individual that governs rebirth and the afterlife. He answers to no one. Contrary to popular belief he will never appear before human eyes. The ReaversNight Reaver - These souls pledge loyalty to the Grim Reaper. The dead who were allowed to keep their souls. They follow orders without question and are likely the easiest to manipulate. They rely mostly on physical force to slay their victims. They evolve based on the manner in which they slay their victims. -Humaniod Bone Reaver -  These are the souls of the undead that rebel against their master. They run rampant in the wilderness, and prey upon their victims' flesh to revitalize their own. They are driven by an unsatisfiable hunger that makes them constantly kill. They are the most savage and most likely the most dangerous as they tend to prey upon each other at times. Blood Reaver -  These are what are commonly known as vampires. These undead will completely drain the blood of their victims and in doing so gain more power. Descended from the Reaper of Organus, they are considered the Children of the Night. Soul Reaver - These souls will consume the souls of their victims without hesitation. They have no physcal body, and are difficult to defeat, since they begin to devour a soul once they are approached. They are most common in graveyards, and the like. Psycho Reaver - Capable of taking over the body of their victims, these Reavers use bodily possession to slay their victims. They can only possess a body for a short while as their presence cause the brain cells to deteriorate. They have a habit of committing Kamakaze attacks when they believe to be defeated, but while they are in possession of a body, the hosts physical traits are enhanced greatly, making them diffficult to defeat. ~The Lost~ The lost are souls that roam the earth in human form, but are not necesarily alive. They are the souls which grow resentful of the living and materialize into a semi-organic body. They usually do not recal their lives as human, but it is very rare that one will. These are the most dangerous of souls roaming the Earth as they serve no one. ~Rebels~ There are those among the human race who were granted the ability so see that which should not be seen. Some will join the fight to return these anomalies to the underworld, while other will choose to join them in their uprising. These rebels have come to be known as Sins and Virtues. SinSins will fight along side the creatures of the night. They follow the path of Darkness, and will ultimately bring about the end of all life. 1. Gluttony 2. Greed 3. Lust 4. Sloth 5. Envy 6. Pride 7. Wrath VirtueVirtues fight along side the creatures of the light. They were created as a countermeasure to the Sins. They fight to preserve all life rather than destroy it. 1. Justice 2. Might 3. Wisdom 4. Trust 5. Faith 6. Selflessness 7. Forgiveness
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 12:23 am
~Characters of the StoryHorsemen of the Apocalypse 1. War - Azure of the Cold Fire (Azure of the Cold Fire) 2. Famine Dayaz Dhimasho 3. Pestilence Atrista Phalcoh 4. Death - Yige Yingzi (Azure of the Cold Fire) The Reavers 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. The Lost 1. Arrianna Idris 2. Tristan Cyril 3. 4. 5. Rebels 1. Nazatiya - Sin(Wrath) 2. 3. 4. 5. ~NPC's~1. Takino Meridious~Blacklist~~As of now, it is empty. Keep it that way.~ ~Other Places to Visit~~~Ashen Blade~~Dirge of Cerberus: Rebirth
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:13 pm
~~Character Profiles~~ Name~
Arianna Idris (Atropos)
Age~
Unknown
Race~
One of the Lost.
Alignment~
Chaotic Neutral
Appearance~
Weapons~
~Astyx~
A Grecian blade that belonged to Arianna during her former life.
It is a weapon said to have been created by Tisiphone, one of the legendary Erinyes, (The Furies)
and given to Arianna while she still walked the earth as something akin to human...
History~
Little is known of Arianna Idris, a lost soul that travels the world as she pleases,
doing as she wills. She makes it her business to know what others do not and to always remain
privy to a situiation. She is an observer of fate and of time. Though this is not a recently acquired trait,
no it was one required of her long ago before she was known as Arianna...back in
the former era when Fate guided the willing and forced along the unwilling; back centuries before
when she was known as Atropos, the third member of the Moirai. (The Fates)
Though once Atropos, the most feared of the three Moirai, Arianna is nothing more than a remnant
of her former self, even the memory of her past life is faded and nothing remains of it but the drive
to fulfill her station as a diviner of Fate's will and a servant of the Cycle.
Arianna is no more than a shadow of her former self, cast aside as nothing more than a myth from a forsaken era...
"These are Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos,
and they give mortals their share of good and evil."
(Hesiod, Theogony, 905-6)
"We three sisters of years long past, presided over that of Fate, our lives inescapably intertwined with that of those dealers of death...the Horsemen.... Now centuries into this new era I am made obsolete by those that act in my stead. Yet even so I remain trapped even now after my sisters have long since passed beyond this world, leaving me to their empty duties...to observe the flow of time; to know that of the present, remember that of the past...and to view the makings of the future..."
--Atropos—
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Tristan Cyril (Thanatos)
Age~
Unknown
Race~
One of the Lost
Alignment~
Chaotic Neutral
Appearance~
Weapons~
Arion, a naginata that he was given during his former life as the entity that presided over Death.
History~
Like Arianna, Tristan is a remnant of an ancient being, though not of fate but of death; he is all that remains of the entity known as Thanatos the Greek deity of death. It was only within the last century that Tristan regained the memories of his life centuries ago and set out to find those that remain of his era and as such he finally came upon Arianna the remnant of the Fate, Atropos. He now seeks to aid Arianna in regaining the memory of her past life in order to regain control of the forces that they once commanded long ago. Tristan despises the Horsemen, for they were the entities that replaced beings like he and Atropos long ago making he and Arianna obsolete versions of their enemies, doomed to fail in their goals no matter how they try. Even so Tristan and Arianna seek to return to their former selves in order to make the prospect of retaliating against the Horsemen a more…realistic goal.
"Death is a debt which all of us must pay."
Thanatos
*************************************************************  Name: Nataziya Age: 36 Race: Human Sin or Virtue: Sin - Wrath Weapons: A Glaive. Something like a hooked spear, but somewhat of the opposite of a scythe Glaive ReferenceHistory: It has always been Nataziya's gift to be able to see those who lurk among the humans, and it's a gift she tried to rid herself of many times by means of Tibetian blessings, baptisms, exorcisms, and other tactics. After fifteen years of fighting her gift, she gave in and accepted it, albeit reluctantly when she attempted and failed at committing suicide. Zi now allies herself with those from the other realm, repulsed as she may be, for reasons unknown to even herself. A self-described 'strong, silent type', Nataziya is very selective with her words, thus when she speaks them, they are alwaying with direct meaning. She is one without direction, without emotional ties, and without patience. It seems as though she moves hastily due to fear of running out of time.....for what exactly is another mystery.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 4:10 am
~~~Events Section~~~
Chapter One - The Birth of War
June 12, 2006
~Dagaal Dhimasho, branded a traitor by his comrades for failing a vitally important mission to their cuase. He was pursued by Atrista as he headed back to the Stronghold of the horsemen. He succeeded in escaping by seducing her, seeing as she still bore feeling towards him. Once he arrived at the stronghold, he had Yige shared their final words, before he destroyed their stronghold, and himself along with it. Three years have passed since that even, and now the horsemen have begun a search for the Preordained successor to the War insignia.~
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 12:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 12:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 12:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 5:35 pm
~Walking up to the pier, a man presents his badge to the guard at the gate. He is acknowledged as his entourage follows behind, one of them dragging a shackled prisoner close behind. She was beaten badly, and now unconscious. From the opposite side of the gate, there was one, watching closely these events as he was being contacted by his master, via radio.~
Do you see her? She is the one.
I feel a strange aura from her. Who exactly is she?
That information is none of your concern, but she has vital informationt our cause that must be retrieved. Afterwards, she must be eliminated.
Eliminated, why?
She has contracted our assistance by 'suggestive methods'. Needless to say, we remain a covert organization. We do not exist to the outside world.
If that is the case, this mission should not have been contracted in the first place.
You are correct in your assumption, but our contact on the inside has given us reason to believe this mission is mutually benificial.
Whatever you say.
You are our best assassin Azure, do not fail us.
As you wish. Moving on to main mission objective. I'll contact you once the mission is complete.
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 11:57 pm
Name~
Arianna Idris (Atropos)
Age~
Unknown
Race~
One of the Lost.
Alignment~
Chaotic Neutral
Appearance~
Weapons~
~Astyx~
A Grecian blade that belonged to Arianna during her former life.
It is a weapon said to have been created by Tisiphone, one of the legendary Erinyes, (The Furies)
and given to Arianna while she still walked the earth as something akin to human...
History~
Little is known of Arianna Idris, a lost soul that travels the world as she pleases,
doing as she wills. She makes it her business to know what others do not and to always remain
privy to a situiation. She is an observer of fate and of time. Though this is not a recently acquired trait,
no it was one required of her long ago before she was known as Arianna...back in
the former era when Fate guided the willing and forced along the unwilling; back centuries before
when she was known as Atropos, the third member of the Moirai. (The Fates)
Though once Atropos, the most feared of the three Moirai, Arianna is nothing more than a remnant
of her former self, even the memory of her past life is faded and nothing remains of it but the drive
to fulfill her station as a diviner of Fate's will and a servant of the Cycle.
Arianna is no more than a shadow of her former self, cast aside as nothing more than a myth from a forsaken era...
"These are Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos,
and they give mortals their share of good and evil."
(Hesiod, Theogony, 905-6)
"We three sisters of years long past, presided over that of Fate, our lives inescapably intertwined with that of those dealers of death...the Horsemen.... Now centuries into this new era I am made obsolete by those that act in my stead. Yet even so I remain trapped even now after my sisters have long since passed beyond this world, leaving me to their empty duties...to observe the flow of time; to know that of the present, remember that of the past...and to view the makings of the future..."
--Atropos—
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 12:56 pm
~Azure took a moment to study his surroundings before he set off. There was a pier in front of him. Commonly it would have been used to trade, but tonight is was used as a military installation. He watched the soliders drag their prisoner toward the end of the pier. There was a large ship docked there, and he was certain that was where they were heading off to. There were a number of guards patrolling the pier, and others powered on the decks of the ships that were docked. Getting to his target was not going to be an easy task. He knew that if he had to infiltrate the ship the best chance would be by water...but he would need a distraction also, a peculiar smile came to his face as he observed the ship closest to his position.
He suddenly leapt from his position, his body soaring over the gate, and drew his blade on during his descent. The Guard below could not react quickly enough to avoid his attack, as his blade sunk into his torso. Azure covered his mouth to drown his scream as he softly let his body lay on the ground. It was then that he boarded the nearest ship. Whatever he was planning, he knew that he would not have much time to accomplish it. However, he would not allow this thought to hinder his plans.~
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 1:21 pm
It was an odd sight to be sure, as the woman dressed in a dark crimson gown appeared within sight of the pier, and the crafts that it guarded. Slowly she walked along the roughly hewn planks, as if time were all she had...which indeed was the case, after a fashion.
Arianna proceeded forward toward the gate that guarded the docking area, without any verbal or physical prompting her body suddenly became insubstantial, leaving the corporeal plane only for an instant as she easily passed through the gate the barred her path.
Once on the other side she resumed a form of flesh and blood. Pausing briefly over the bloodied corpse of a guard she uttered a phase in prayer, one that originate from a long since dead language.
"Nulla vis humana vel virtus meruisse unquam potuit, ut, quod praescripsit fatalis ordo, non fia..."
Then without pausing she continued on, for her purpose did not involve those already dead, it merely involved those that had yet to experience their demise...
(Latin Translations~No power or virtue of man could ever have deserved that what has been fated should not have taken place.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 2:06 pm
~Within the depths of the ship, Azure had no trouble remaining hidden. His movements were swift, and his kills, silent. He had no conflicts as if yet, as he proceeded further below decks. He soon found his way to the cargo hold, and this is just what he had been searching for. The hold was full of explosives, and it was these explosives that he would use to create his diversion. He grabbed two barrels of gunpoweder, tipping one over, and spreading it across the other pallets of explosives. The other, he punched a single hole in the side and rolled it to the ladder in which he had enterred the hold. He was sure to pick up a flare before he climbed out of the hold, He lit the flare and right before he dropped it, he was confronted by two of the roving guards.~
YOU FREEZE!!!
Don't make a move. Put your hands up!
Just a moment ago you told me not to make a move.
SHUT-UP!!! What have you there? Drop that Flare!
I don't think you want me to do that.
Just drop it!! NOW!!!
Whatever you say. twisted
~Azure did as the guard said, and dropped the flare down the ladder that led back into the hold. He then took off in a sprint passed the guards, who in turn aimed their weapons to fire. Just as they fired the first of their rounds, The hold exploded, sending the two guards plummetting into the walls at the velocity of the explosion. Their bodies crushed on impact. Azure had already been heading bak towards the main deck, as the explosions began to spread throughout the ship. Once he reached the door in which he had entered from, he was confronted yet again, by the guard of the ship...the bodies in which he had left behind all piled into one area. Their weapons aimed at him, he only looked down at the fire below him. He then looked at the guard to his front and ducked behind the wall as they began to fire at him. He then looked around and found another ladder which seemed to lead upward. Without hesitation he continued to head to the to pof the ship. It seemed that he would not be able to leave the same way he had entered. His search for an alternate escape route would slow his progress, but should he fail his mission, he would suffer a fate worse than death.~
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