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 Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 4:24 pm
For Witches we don't want any witches that are just super absurd. So we must see what kind of witch you want to be.
If you are Denied you get ONE more chance.
If you are approved, put this in your Profile Area Threed in a quote under your character.
Use this Layout to ask for one.
[size=9][b]Username[/b]:
[b]RPC Name[/b]: (If not created yet, leave blank)
[b]Gender[/b]:
[b]Animal[/b]: (Animals can be mythical, but it costs one more paragraph)
[b]RP Sample[/b]: (Make a sample with your RPC fighting three meisters without weapons. Two LENGTHY paragraphs please.)[/size]
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:52 pm
Username: Kai Kuroyomi
RPC Name:
Gender: Male
Animal: Mischivious Wolf
RP Sample: Dante let out a shoallow breath as he slumbered in his wolf form. Hidden by branches he thought that he wouldn't easily be found...Well...that was until the scent of a rather strong Aura passed over his muzzle. His blue eyes shot open as he jumped from the bush, shifting in mid air into his human form, and then into his werewolf form, or at least that is what the young meisters saw. All he was really doing was putting out a different aura that clouded his, giving the allusion that he had turned into a werewolf. But it seemed as though the meisters were quite prepared for this as the black aura shattered. He cursed under his breath as he was exposed, mid cast of his spell. "Allusionist's Flame!" he called as he roared, spewing black flame from his mouth. Of course this was another allusion...He chuckled and jumped away as the meisters atempted to dodge the non-existant flames. He smirked, looking back, the red aura that rimmed his eye now gone. His moment of triumph was ended when two feet came smashing into his gut. He felt the wind fly out of him as the impact hit and landed hard on the ground.
Coughing he stood again to face the meisters. This wasn't going to be as easy as he thought..."Shadow Burst.." he said, his eyes changing from the mischivious, child-like eyes that he had before and shifted into that of a trained killer. He thrust his hands into the ground, spewing a transparent, red-rimmed blast of magic out in all directions. Some of the stones that were stuck within the ground flew out at the meisters who foolishly thought that they were truly safe. He stood back up and stared at them from the center of the dome. It was only then that they realised that this was in fact NOT an allusion. The blast was weak, but it knocked the enemies to their feet. "You know..." he said as he walked toward the closest meister, "Fire is a dangerous and sometimes uncontrollable element..." he said coldly as a black flame sprouted in his hands and he began tossing it back and forth. "Sometimes...accidents happen..." he said and chuckled as the flame grew into a small inferno in his hand and was blasted in a continuos stream at the meister.
These were trully inexperienced children...He thought as he walked from the three unconcious bodies after the fight had ended. They were not yet ready to face a warlock of his level yet...As he walked from them he began to shift as a black mist came from the very pores of his skin. This continued until he had took the form of a menacing Werewolf. He howled, the sound echoing throughout the small town...
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 11:01 am
Since no one's assigned here, and Marvel told me to go ahead and approve this, I'm going to say you're approved, but I have a couple of suggestions:
1.) "Mischievous Wolf" isn't really an animal; just put "Wolf".
2.) Wait to post your profile until your Witch Request has been approved.
3.) You should have put an RPC Name... You called your character "Dante" so that would have been fine if you didn't want to enter a full name.
4.) Be careful of godmodding; remember your character starts out weaker than most Meister/Weapon pairs should be (you start as newbie, most pairs in the actual series are around Freshman or Sophomore rank, I'm guessing).
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 11:18 am
I will remember this sorry about that sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:33 pm
Username: Azzurro Inferni
RPC Name: Shivir Stag
Gender: Male
Animal: Caribou
RP Sample: Shivir looked at the three meisters that stood before him. They had caught him after these many years... There weapons had gone somewhere to get foor for there partners and everyone, as they were to bring Shivir to Shinigami to reclaim the reward that was on his soul... The Meister looked at Shivir, Shivir was in a cage in his Caribou form staring at them in the eyes with his pale green eyes and his deathly stare. The Meister feeling cocky, walked up to the cage. "What the matter Numb Witch? I thought you would enslave the Meister race to do as you wish? I remember when you were prologuing how you would enslave Shibusen and kill Death Himself?!" The meisters laughed at the stag in his bindings and his cage. Shivir looked at them blankly then closed his eyes "and who says I wont succeed..." The meister's looked at Shivir and gritted there teeth "I say so!" one said. "Shibusen is stronger than just one Witch! The Courage and strength of one Shibusen student can defeat the likes of you!" Shivir flinched, and without turning his head looked at the meister. "Is that so?"
With that Shivir let out his Menacing Magical Aura, it encased the bindings and began to corrode it. The meisters panicked and ran to the table, grabbing a walky talky about to speak into it to get there weapons "Weapons! We ne-..." there were cut off when the saw a electrical current leave the walky talky and go towards Shivir, encasing his horns in a green coating. "Stagia, Stogia, Lera Stompa" He was out of his bindings now and he stood up straight in his human form. His skin pale white, his hair as dark as night. and his green eyes peircing them in the heart. He thrusted his hand forwards and the shape of a stags hoof came flying at the meisters smashing into one, it hit him like a car smashing through the bars that held Shivir prisoner and hit the Middle meister. Making him fly back into a wall and smashed through the wall also. The two meisters looked through the hole in the wall seeing no movement. Shivir appeared beside one of the remaining meisters and put his hand on his shoulder. His other hand pointing at the other meister, a green ball begining to form at the tip of his finger. "Stagia, Stogia, Dera Lancada..." The green ball shot forwards at the meister stabbing into his lower hip and pierced him to a wall... The Meister that was left was held by Shivir on his shoulder. He shivered in his skin looking at the Witch. Shivir looked down at him. "Feel the Numbness of a Witches soul..." he uncoarked a vial. gripping the meisters mouth and squirted the concoction into the meister mouth. the meister coughed and fell to the ground... Shivir gave a small grin and then turned walking away escaping the area...
Thirthy minutes later, the weapons arrived to meet there meisters, on critically wounded, one crushed, and the last miester, on the ground laughing loud with his eyes wide open "I feel nothing! Haha! It's all numb!" drool came down his mouth as the weapon picked up the mad meister...
Throw it at me Bassoon Dx
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:41 pm
Oh, you're so Canadian, Churro.
Denied.
Only kidding, you're approved.
First, generally in RP samples it's best not to RP the other side; you won't be RPing multiple people regularly. I know it's hard to do sometimes, but that's generally what you aim for.
Also, work on your capitalization and spelling mistakes. It looks like you went too fast with some errors like saying "on" instead of "one".
Once again, even though you're going to have a really powerful Witch, try and avoid godmodding. I know it's hard sometimes, but just remember that.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:42 pm
Bassoon Ninja Oh, you're so Canadian, Churro.
Denied.
Only kidding, you're approved.
First, generally in RP samples it's best not to RP the other side; you won't be RPing multiple people regularly. I know it's hard to do sometimes, but that's generally what you aim for.
Also, work on your capitalization and spelling mistakes. It looks like you went too fast with some errors like saying "on" instead of "one".
Once again, even though you're going to have a really powerful Witch, try and avoid godmodding. I know it's hard sometimes, but just remember that. At first I was like eek The I was like rofl lol Yeah I was kinda speeding it :S
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:42 am
Username: Zarud Helviiryn
RPC Name: Probally the same as my username.
Gender: Male
Animal: Rooster
RP Sample: Facing the three meisters, Zarud took off his witch hat. As he ran his finger through his hair as he let out a long yawn. "Seriously, I would suggest you just give in. You don't stand a chance without your weapons." Stepping forwards the meister in charge pointed at Zarud "We won't loss to a guy like you, so get ready to die!" At once the three meisters ran forwards charging up there soul energy. Zarud remained where he was and held his hands to either side of him, "Rooster, rooster, chicken, chicken, rooster, rooster, chicken, chicken..." As he continued the chant the meisters drew closer and closer till finally they were only a few feet away. "Direction Box!" Suddenly, from the meister's perspective, Zarud had vanished. "What the hell?!" Stopping they looked around the room till they saw him behind them. "How did he do that?" "Who cares just get him!" The more enthusiastic of the three meisters ran ahead of the other two, firing up another soul charge. Zarud didn't care he just held out his hands in front of him and waited. Once the meister got close however an orange cube of energy formed in between his palms. "Don't think you can hit me that easily..." The meister, oblivious to what was going on jumped straight at Zarud using all his power in one attack. "Direction Box."
The next second the meister had hit one of his own team mates full on, sending him hurtling into the wall. With the only two remaining they turned to one another in horror. "What the hell's going on? I could have sworn I was going to hit him?" The other tried his best to work it out, "I don't get it either, you were on the other side of the room one second and the next you were here. How is that possible." Zarud coughed to interrupt them, "Perhaps I should explain. You were caught in my direction box. It's one of my specialties." As Zarud pointed around the room the two meisters noticed eight rooster marks burnt into the walls, ceiling and floor. "You see, these roosters mark out the area to my direction box. Anything within that box I can change the position of, for example." Zarud stepped into the box and turned his back to the meisters. He then drew back one hand and with the other turned the small orange cube 180° around. "Direction Box." The next second he was next to them and punched on in the face before returning to where he was. Turning back to face them he smiled. "You see, with this spell you can't hit me while I'm outside the box and you're inside. It's the ultimate form of defense." Holding up his hand again he chanted another spell. "Rooster, Chicken, Rooster, Chicken." In his palm formed a large egg with an orange aura. He carefully put it on the floor and stepped out of the box. "Sorry about this but you left me no choice." Turning the cube again the egg changed places from in front of Zarud to in front of the two meisters. "Egg Bomb." The blast was fairly large and took out the meisters. Zarud picked up his hat and stroked back the rooster feathers on it. "I hate hard work, but they won't be bothering me for a while. At least not until they've seen a doctor."
((This is obviously some years down the line. He'll start out with a few basic chicken related spells but when he's a higher rank he'll have the direction box.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 3:47 pm
Zarud - Approved! and Nicely done ^^
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 11:27 pm
Username:
[[ The Sexy-Awesome, Luciania. ]]
RPC Name:
[[ In the Making. ]]
Gender:
[[ Female. ]]
Animal:
[[ Fisher. (Link)]]
RP Sample:
Magic. Who knew it`s many wonders could leave you breathless... In fear and death. Was it fate for three who served and fought to meet a lonely stranger just out for a walk. A being at first glance who looked so elegant only to turn into a being so horrifying. Three equal in strength and wit, three left to wither in death in pools of crimson. The day was marvelous, the sun shone high in the sky dazzled by the fluffs of white which were barely noticeable. It was noon, a relaxing and freeing time of day. Such a day perfect for taking a walk. Those were the exact thoughts of a red eyed Teen. Taking hold of her visor she placed the cap on her head, a measure of keeping the sun from burning her eyes. And with a slip on of the shoes she opened the door and left. Where she was wasn't of any importance besides she was leaving what good would it do to know where she`s been no, the only thing to concern yourself with was where she was going and by her, that was anywhere. The day was to nice to waste away indoors. With one foot steadily moving in front of the other she pushed on in the direction in front of her heading to the unknown. Only the angels themselves would have predicted the the event about to occur.
With the same thoughts in mind a trio found themselves walking the same path as the red eyed girl. The three where known as Meister`s, skilled individuals be assured. However today however nice it is would turn out to be the worst day of their lives. The red eyed girl with hair long and blue, skipped along the path, the wave of her soul singing a dark melody. It`s tune and feel felt by the three who could only quiver in uneasiness. It was a horrible feeling that made each Meister sick to their stomachs. But there was no mistaking it, the three had come across a Witch, one they could only wish to have never crossed. Just she she was felt, the trio`s souls all equal in power were registered to the Teen who only smiled. What fun what fun, it was time to play. The girl slowed her pace from a skip to a walk, her arms dropped down and swaying side to side as her head dropped back to a angle where crimson eyes could focus on the forms of three dead men walking. Each Meister prepared themselves only to be found with the cruel realization that their partners, their weapons of battle were not beside them. No each was left to rely on their own strength to win this battle. A battle which would only last 6 minutes in which each opponent would have never taken a shot at the red eyed witch. With a devils grin and a hearty giggle the witch raised her arms as if praising the sky, her lips opening only to yell with excitement as the trio advanced for the kill. `` SCREAM MURDER BLOODY SCREAM`` And with that from the palms of her hands emerged a water so black. Within seconds the three were surrounded and caught in what could only be explained as a room, each awaking from what seemed like a dream to find themselves chain to a table. Stains of red painting the walls in splatters, chains hung from the ceiling, a mirror staring down at them. And lastly a vision of the red eyed teen standing before them, an ordinary kitchen knife in hand. In each vision she walked up slowly beside them the knife trailing lightly on their body as she made her way to their faces, hers drawing close till each was staring right into crimson hues. A whisper, ``One.`` And with that the knife was pressured into each throat in a single stroke. The pain was real and unbearable but the knife was not and the wound never made. Was it all just a trick.. No, because the voice echoed ``Two`` A pain shot out from nowhere all three experiencing the same thing. Unable to see the three had no choice but to turn to the mirror hung above them, each focused on the pools of red forming where each hand should be. They were gone. Their hands were gone. Could this have been an illusion like the first strike. No it couldn`t have been this pain was far to real. One Meister screamed in fear, all three unsure of what was happening. The Witch they found walking the same path, stood at their heads, the same grin plastered on her lips. For what only lasted 6 real minutes felt like 3 exact hours for the trio, three hours of extreme pain and finally the single release death. The teen had taken her time killing them slowly in her definition of a play room. How fun it was but the game was over the three were dead and the Witch was out of power. With the spell breaking the three Meisters bodies left lying under the sun, pools of blood filling the fields of grass. The red eyed teen tired and satisfied reverted to her animal state, the large weasel with the word Murder printed boldly along it`s spine walked away leaving it`s heavy prints in the dirt. When others came to claim their comrades they could only question the lingering prints of a Fisher.((Side Note: My Character`s Magic revolves around methods of Torture, which is why this post is seriously dark and slightly disturbing. Also it`s short and a little sloppy since I broke my glasses and cant really see, so I apologize for that bad literacy and short sample. Also the spell used is one of her stronger spells which she wont start off with. I just felt like using it. I have officially fallen to the dark side.))
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 10:54 pm
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