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 Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 3:05 pm
 Beyond the human world we all know and love there is a kingdom in hiding, run by the Alphemian King. Growing bored of controlling his "mindless" pawns, the Alphemia, he decides to play a little game. He decides to create a massive army of Alphemia, the largest he can make it. Unfortunately for us, that means the entire human race must be eliminated.
He sends his lovely pawns to the "overworld" to kill as many humans as they can to help their beloved king in his quest. Unfortunately for the king, after a few months of the unexplained murders, a group of humans catches on. These humans are gifted with the ability to see the spirits and are ready to defend the overworld with their lives.
These humans gather together and create their own army and prepare to dive into the confusing spirit world to defeat the Alphemian King and his Thirteen Generals.
The humans race counts on you to save them... or defeat them.
Rules;
-Normal guild rules apply.
-Human characters are automatically accepted. Please delete the post you submitted their skeletons in once their profile has been moved to the "Human Characters" post.
-There can only 13 Alphemian Generals, so they are NOT accepted automatically. Please wait for me to accept their profiles and then delete them. I will tell you via PM if they are not accepted.
-You may also play as the Alphemian King, but please PM me his profile, as well as an RP sample playing as him. Only ONE person can take this important position, so hurry up! ;D
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 3:06 pm
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[b]Bio:[/b] Human Character List;    Name: Naoto Shiro Age: 17 Gender: Male Weapon: Revolver Personality: Naoto is normally a calm person. He's kind to nearly everyone he meets and treats his friends very well. He is easily startled and has a good sense of humor. Even though he is very friendly, he's also very serious at times. He seems to have two personalities, though his darker side rarely shows itself. Bio: Naoto's parents passed away when he was young and he can't remember a thing about them. He was cast out of his house because of "laziness". His guardians want nothing to do with him, so he often fends for himself. He carries a gun with him wherever he goes. The Alphemia murdered his best and only friend their first month walking earth and he [obviously knowing about the Alphemian Kingdom,] commited suicide and attempted to rescue his friend. Unfortunately, he was unable to while being dead. While in the Spirit World, he learned tons of information and is now the main source of information on Alphemia in the OverWorld. He escaped the Spirit World, retrieved his revolver and set out to try again. "Split" ThemeTheme   
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 3:07 pm
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[b]Bio:[/b] 13 Alphemian Generals;
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 3:12 pm
Alphemian King Position; FREE! : D
PM Ukarii Yushimotto to submit your profile and audition. :3
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 6:10 pm
[[Ooc: Holy shiz! Sorry for the long intro. >>;;; Just skip to the last paragraph if you don't feel like reading it all.]]
Naoto's eyes were stinging from anger and tears. His best and only friend lay in front of him, a gruesome bloody mess on the floor. A shadowy figure stood at his side, hands completely clean even though they had committed the crime.
"So what'll it be?" The figure grinned. "Freedom or your friend?"
Naoto turned and scowled at the Alphemia. "How could you do this?!" He knew the answer. He didn't really know why he said it. This creature was made to kill off humans... but how... how could he kill her? How could he kill Aeri? He turned to look at his friend again.
"Answer my question~" The Alphemia chimed. Naoto's voice grew even angrier when he glared at the Alphemia again.
"I never want to see your face again! Leave! Now!" he exclaimed furiously. The alphemia only smiled and mouthed 'If you wish.' He simply disappeared, along with Aeri, not leaving a trace of him being there. The room suddenly felt empty; the only things left were a dresser, him, and the blood on the floor. He sat still for what felt like hours, not knowing what to do. He went to stand up but slipped, falling face first into the puddle on the floor.
He quickly threw himself up and stared in horror at the blood on his hands. He was suddenly filled with rage and shot up from the floor, staining the carpet with even more blood every step he took. He stomped to the dresser and threw open one of the drawers, snatching a revolver before the drawer flew past and broke on collision with the wall.
He knew how to fix this! He knew how to save her! He was the only one, the only one who could fix this! He lifted the gun up and inspected the shiny metal it was made of. He couldn't help but laugh. He didn't know why, and it scared him a little on the inside, but... he couldn't stop. He almost fell back, the mirror set against the wall on the dresser slid down and crashed against the floor. He continued to laugh even though some of the glass had cut into his leg. "The only one... only one..." he repeated, trying to calm his laughing a little.
His real self wouldn't do this. His real self wouldn't even think of such a reckless act. But... he had just lost the reasonable part of himself. Like reason would be of any use, anyways. If this worked, then everything would be great again. If it didn't... he just wouldn't suffer anymore. He had seen it happen so many times in the last month. The Alphemia stealing away the souls of the ones they killed. Turning them into those ghosts like them, just so that they could continue the cycle.
His laughing finally coming close to an end, he lifted the gun to the side of his head and pulled the trigger without hesitation. His laughing silenced instantly and the gun clattered to the floor.
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Naoto sighed, gun still in hand. Fading figures of multiple Alphemia laying on the ground around him. Just another hour in this borderline-apocalyptic world. Nothing he wasn't already used to. Lazily, he shoved his dear revolver in his pocket and continued down the road. Today was another day of searching... searching for survivors.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:37 pm
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