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Yoshielite
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 9:01 am


|| Tajenaku, Hero of Vvardenfell ||
Warrior | Traveler | Nerevarine | Condemner
>I am wandering through... The Council Elders Room
>I find myself in the presence of... Some familiar and foreign faces.
>Yet my mind still plagues me... Back in this world again…
[[OOC: Hallo, I'm back. Nice to see new and old faces; should be a lot of fun.]]


"When there is nothing left to fear..."
Tajenaku

"...You must learn to fear yourself."


PostPosted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 9:05 am


|| Tajenaku, Hero of Vvardenfell ||


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Warrior | Traveler | Nerevarine | Condemner
>I am wandering through... The Council Elders Room
>I find myself in the presence of... Some familiar and foreign faces.
>Yet my mind still plagues me... Back in this world again…
[[OOC: Hallo, I'm back. Nice to see new and old faces; should be a lot of fun.]]


In a field where nothing grew but weeds, I found a flower at my feet-
Bending there in my direction.
I wrapped a hand around the stem, pulled until the roots gave in-
Finding out what I've been missing.

Tajenaku

Inside my hand these petals brown, dried up fall into the ground-
But it was already too late now...
I pushed my fingers through the earth, return this flower to the dirt-
So it could live, I walked away now...



Yoshielite
Vice Captain


Yoshielite
Vice Captain

PostPosted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 5:40 pm


I watch the smokestacks arise:
One-hundred homes, one hundred fires-
Everything you owned now burns away...

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Markus found himself wandering the streets again blahblah frickin blah. I honestly have nothing to reply to so I don't want to sit here and think of something long and drawn out. I'll just let my thoughts wander for a while until I reach the limit I need to see how this turned off. Smash Mouth is playing on a very old stereo off of a very old mixed tape... yeah, a mixed tape. I don't care what you think, it's freaking awesome. Who the hell even goes through people's test post threads anyway? I dunno but if you're here for some reason, I hope you enjoy what you see or whatever. You can even talk to me about it in a PM or OOC thread of your choice. Quoting me normally helps get my attention, but you probably already know that to be true for most everyone. Alrighty I think that's enough.

Strike a match, burn away
All the ties that bind me to this place...


PostPosted: Thu Dec 18, 2014 5:27 pm


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How can I live if you know... I lost my faith long ago?

Damn, today bites. The thought flashed through one bitter student's mind as he walked by from the communal showers. He felt like absolute rubbish after receiving word from his doctor the other night. It didn't help that he couldn't sleep once he heard that his blood platelet count had dropped again and they wanted to do more lab work sooner. His eye twitched as he mentally cringed at the thought of another blood-drawn test. After all, he had a severe case of trypanophboia... not that it stopped him from getting the tests done to figure out the whole situation. He was dressed in only a couple of minutes, throwing on some fresh garments and taking one look over in the mirror. He stopped on his way to the door, doubling back to the mirror again. Something was off- what was it? His left eyebrow arched as he pondered the item in question. He snapped his fingers as the article promptly popped into his head, spinning around to see his beanie on the end table by his rack. He quickly scooped up the hat and placed it over his head, stooping down to pick up his backpack as he flung open the door. It was early- just like all of his mornings: reveille at 0600, hygiene, dress, chow by 0630. Of course, he forgot to check the heavy door: it reminded him with a loud SLAM! and he winced. He double-timed it to the stairs as he heard his hungover roommate shouting obscenities from his rack. It was a little amusing, but he did feel bad. The kid had really gone crazy last night, coming home so piss-poor drunk that he wouldn't close his mouth. Oh well, he thought with a slight frown, He'll probably pass out again soon anyways. With that, he went on his way down to the galley.

It wasn't too far of a walk, although he wouldn't have minded if it was, and there weren't many people out around this time. That was one of the benefits of getting up early at least. It was literally his second day there and he didn't know anyone, except for his roommate... a little. Honestly he hadn't even really got a chance to talk with the kid since he was always out of the dorm with school and his medical appointments. He was sure that he'd be able to get time to do that sooner or later. In fact, he hadn't even gotten to go to his classes yesterday because he had the doctor usher him in without warning and do more testing. He ended up being there for a while. He still didn't know his teachers or peers. Everyone was a stranger to him. Even so, he still wore a confident and happy expression on his face. He was rather outgoing and didn't mind talking to people or meeting people. What he didn't do was create deep connections or share personal information. He snapped out of his mental ramblings and recollections to open the door to the galley. He held it open for a jogger and exchanged pleasantries before moving inward. He passed by the valedine and swiped his University I.D. Card to gain access to the eating area. He had a nice chat in line with the student he had walked in with about the benefits of cardiovascular exercise and the problem with obesity in the country before parting ways and getting a western-style omelet, an orange, and a cut of breakfast ham. He thought about it momentarily and then got some oatmeal too for good measure, placing raisins in the mix to give it a little flavor.


And I don't know how we woke up one day somehow thought we knew exactly what we're supposed to do...


[[OOC:]]

Yoshielite
Vice Captain


Yoshielite
Vice Captain

PostPosted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 3:24 pm


MarukawaBubbleGum

Hey, does this work? I figured if you wanted a link to the world I could just quote you to all three. Let me know if I need to elaborate/change anything.

RESERVE : Guardian
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                                Hytocron Cinther
                                │Personality : Apathetic | Reserved | Strong-Willed | Remorseless | Ruthless
                                │Race : Kheran (human)
                                │Role : Caretaker | The Scary One
                                │Abilities : Komodote, Draconic Surge, Incite Fear
                                │Weapons : Wakizashi and His Fists
                                │Homeland : Kharta
                                │Goal : To Be The Strongest
                                │Puppeteer : Yoshielite


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PROFILE : Hytocron Cinther



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                                                HYTOCRON CINTHER
                                                      ❝To Protect, You Must Be Strong- Not Kind.❞
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                                                        APPEARANCE

                                                          Age : 23
                                                          Height : 6' 2"
                                                          Race : Kheran (human)
                                                          Hair color : White
                                                          Eye color : Blue
                                                          Markings : None to Note.

                                                        INTERESTS

                                                          Likes
                                                          Solitude
                                                          Fighting
                                                          Strength

                                                          Dislikes
                                                          Compassion
                                                          Disrespect
                                                          Weakness

                                                        ABILITY/TALENT

                                                          Komodote : A transformation to heighten power immensely where he changes into an gleaming white dragon.
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                                                          Draconic Surge : A temporary boost that increases power, speed, reaction time and senses at the expense of rational thinking.
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                                                          Incite Fear : A mental ability that allows the user to project themselves into the other person's mind as a debilitating source of fear. This can cause temporary insanity, fear, inability to move, or can cripple a weak mind. The more weak a mind, the more susceptible they are to this ability.

                                                        KNOWN FOR. . .

                                                          Apathy : He doesn't really tend to care about anything or anyone much, and it tends to leave him at a loss when having to deal with people. He doesn't hold conversations well.
                                                          Frightening : When pushed in the wrong way, he becomes absolutely terrifying. Don't go there.
                                                          Proving Worth : He will accept challenges to fight to determine if he is the strongest and if he will need to train more than usual.

                                                          Yoshielite



                                                        WORLD : fill this in a test thread then link me to it
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                                                                                      Kharta
                                                                                      │Setting : Fantasy
                                                                                      │Magic : Inner energy, willpower, and intelligence.
                                                                                      │Inhabitants : Kheran (human)
                                                                                      │Currency : Geld (silver and copper coins)
                                                                                      │Government : Aristocracy
                                                                                      │Crystal : A gem about 6 inches high and 6 inches in diameter with a brilliant emerald hue. It has more facets than a diamond, giving it a glowing aura around its surface.
                                                                                      │Status : Knows about dimensions



                                                                                      Important people

                                                                                            Vulgos Velspar
                                                                                            ___ " Don't ask me what I do unless you want a demonstration. "

                                                                                            Personality : Impatient | Angry | Intelligent | Manic | Obsessed
                                                                                            Role : High Mage of the Magic Guild, Pyromancer
                                                                                            Location : Magic Guild... or anywhere there happens to be fire.

                                                                                            Garret Hearthstone
                                                                                            ___ " It takes all kinds for a world to function. "

                                                                                            Personality : Kind | Fair | Just | Patient | Authoritative
                                                                                            Role : Leader of Kharta
                                                                                            Location : High Council Hall, Government Building, or The 'Long Room'.

                                                                                      Places
                                                                                      Lifestyle

                                                                                              ✧ Mountainous planet with very few villages and towns, although the ones that exist are enormous.
                                                                                              ✧ The Mountains are normally a dangerous place where lethal creatures or shady people make their business known.
                                                                                              ✧ It has one enormous moon near its surface that is visible all day everyday, and one that only appears at night.

                                                                                            Villages
                                                                                              ✧ Low Class
                                                                                                ○ Fishing for fun and commerce
                                                                                                ○ Huts and Homes
                                                                                              ✧ Normally Waterfront Areas and Marshlands
                                                                                              ✧ Quiet, Peaceful and Scenic
                                                                                              ✧ Vacationing Areas

                                                                                            City
                                                                                              ✧ Middle to Upper Class
                                                                                                ○ Trading Centers and Attractions
                                                                                                ○ Normally inland, far from the mountains
                                                                                              ✧ Home to Guilds and Schools
                                                                                              ✧ Guilds are to hone magic or fighting skills
                                                                                              ✧ Schools are to hone intellect or craft skills

                                                                                            Grossmond
                                                                                              ✧ Enormous moon on the edge of the planet's atmosphere
                                                                                                ○ Can result in massive tide flows from time to time
                                                                                                ○ Is seen as a mythical place
                                                                                              ✧ Lore
                                                                                              ✧ One had made it to the surface and survived
                                                                                              ✧ It holds some unknown power

PostPosted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 4:06 pm


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                The Rock Singer

                      Keegan McIlrath
                ________ Quiet | Reserved | Intelligent | Impulsive | Perceptive
                Age: 17
                Height: 6' 2''
                Birthday: November 3rd
                Occupation: Pizza Tosser



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We are the angry and the desperate, the hungry and the cold-
We are the ones who kept quiet and always did what we were told...

"Faith, hm?" The curious words trailed from his lips without a real destination. It was definitely an interesting name, especially for someone born into the life and society that plagued them these days. He popped another spoonful of the orange sorbet into his mouth and then turned back to look at her. "I don't ever think I've ever been there..." he muttered, referring to the second-hand shop that she had mentioned working at. "Nice to meet ya." A little grin appeared on his face before a loud outburst caught his attention. Someone seemed to be having a fit at the front of the line for ice cream- another woman. He went to take another bite, but what she had said stopped him from consuming any of the still-melting dessert.

"There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place!" His mind instantly latched onto it and continued the verse. And there's no time like the present to drink these draining seconds... His mind snapped back from its momentary escape to the bright floodlights or the cold dimly lit basement of his grandparents' home. He blinked in surprise, but had completely missed just about anything else either girl had said. It seemed as though The girl who had sat next to him was leaning over towards the pouting girl and offering her some ice cream. Generous, but perhaps they were friends. Then everything went silent and he couldn't help but frown. Of course it was time for that. The news report sounded out loudly across the small frozen treat shop and announced the news of the big speech.

He scoffed rather silently and looked out the window, not the least bit concerned with the airhead's speech about how everything was better without art and how today's youth are so lucky to live in this world. Blah, blah, blah, more bullshit. He couldn't stand the arrogant jackass's speeches, but he hated just how much people ate them up and how they treated him like a damned God. When he turned his head back over to the two sitting to his side, he noticed that Faith was staring down with a rather depressed look on her face. He didn't want to say too much in a public setting, and he had no idea if this girl was down with the "sketch" as police called artsy folk, but now he was curious about both of the women nearby him. As for the unhappy one sitting next to him, he figured she didn't like the speeches. For the dark-haired girl however, he wondered if she had just coincidentally used a verse of lyrics or if she had been to some of the UG concerts. Now he was suspicious... and curious.

He lightly nudged Faith with his elbow. "You alright? I know the speeches are annoying, but you don't have to go." He tried to offer what little he could. He wasn't too comfortable around strangers in the first place, but she had approached him first so...

Keep quiet no longer we'll sing through the day,
Of the lives that we've lost and the lives we've reclaimed.


Yoshielite
Vice Captain


Yoshielite
Vice Captain

PostPosted: Sun Jan 25, 2015 8:01 am


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Name: Oh my, it's been so long... Ah! Henceforth, I shall be named Wesley von Wellignton the Third Esquire!
Rank: Pirate Lord
Age: Seven and Thirty
Fleet: Yar, that be of the Clever.
Ship: MY SHIP I don't bloody well know it's name.
Personal Strengths:
Intelligence- This man is incredibly brilliant, well-versed, and full of knowledge. He knows of more things than he should, but his knowledge is also practical. He can use his knowledge well, whether by putting it to practice on a physical task, mental task, or in speech. He has a silver tongue when it comes to persuasion and evading harm through talk. In fact, that's how he has gotten out of so many binds in the past. ...clever girl....
Strategy-Inclined- This man loves a good strategy game, and views the whole world as a brilliantly splayed tapestry of a game using life and death. He has a true talent for strategy and manipulation, taking advantage of his clever and calculating brain.
Athletic- This clever pirate lord has had enough sense to physically train everyday and hone his reaction time, agility, speed, and core strength. This makes him able to dodge, runaway, escape, and set up assassinations very easily. It also keeps his crew from trying mutiny on him since his fighting skills are... practically non-existent. He can free-run easily and is capable of many acrobatic/athletic feats. However, he's more fast and agile than strong. And, once again, he is not good at fighting.
Personal Weaknesses:
Absolutely Mad- (He's really lost a cog up in there) This is truly a problem. He has trouble going for long periods of time without bursting out into random tangents of conversation to no one in particular or talking to inanimate objects. He has been known to laugh maniacally for no apparent reason at abrupt times as well. He tends to bravely venture into danger after his goals and come up with plans that can sometimes seem borderline suicidal or insane. Sometimes he will hear voices in his head and acknowledge them. Most people in his crew don't like it when he smiles. It looks normal enough, but they know better... well, except the greenhorns.
Persistent- When he wants something, he goes after it and chases it down to the ends of the world. In this sense, he has been known to be almost like a case of Captain Ahab from Moby d**k. He will sometimes put his crew and ship in immense danger to keep on track with his goals- but somehow they make it through. Some people think he's insane, others think he's a genius. Some wonder if he's both.
Not Much of a Fighter- This is an understatement. While he is fast and can hold his own in manual labor, this pirate has practically no fighting skills. He tends to win his fights by his crew, his words, poison, or his dagger. He's mediocre with his cutlass, but he is skilled with a dagger- especially with assassinations. That's mainly because there's no fight. Sneaky, sneaky.
Brief Biography: This man has no recollection of his name. He once did, and most certainly had one- but it is lost on him now. When he was younger, he yearned to learn about the open seas and set sail to distant and foreign lands. He wanted to learn all there was to know in the world. His parents were amazed by his stunning intellect as a child. At first they thought it was some kind of fluke that he was able to speak on par with the adults around him and his relatives thought it was adorable. Then, they soon realized that his genius was not just some adorable ploy. As a child, he frequently found himself getting into trouble with all sorts of people; children and adults alike for what he spoke of. Over time, he had begun to develop a bit of a silver tongue that would help him in keeping out of trouble as he went about his business. One day, he found that it saved his life. He had always been an active and curious child, and one day he was running about the town from rooftop to rooftop when he slipped and fell onto a group of pirates that were looting a market stall. In this, he found himself at the end of far too many pointy objects. His mouth opened and out poured an amazing lick of pure aversion. He was able to get them to ignore the fact that he had ruined their plundering, and the first mate who had been with him recognized the talent and kidnapped him.

Over time, his amazing capacity for learning and his overwhelming intellect got the better of him. He became a bit of a loon at first, but soon his sanity completely degraded and he took it upon himself to claim the ship he was on as his own. The Captain took this as mutiny and tried to take him down, only to be outwitted and killed when an all-out brawl erupted on the ship. After that day, he took reins of the ship and became its Captain as a Pirate Lord. During the large war, his Fleet became known as the Clever, and he managed to avoid the tremendous bloodshed and destruction that befell the others. Soon he ended up joining forces with other Pirate Lords and took down the all-powerful Admiral with the help from a lovely tentacled exile from the depths of his home waters.

Now there was a new Admiral, and a chance to become Ruler of the Seas. He wanted it... no, he craved it. His desire to rule everyone became insatiable as insanity clutched at him further. He decided to play a game with the denizens of the deep and the men at sea. He wanted to become the Lord of all the pirates, and didn't care who he stepped on or dealt with to get it. So, he went out questing for the Beast of the Southwest Sea... a tentacled might that everyone feared... except him. He respected its intelligence. That's just one of the reasons why he turned to that specific denizen of the deep. He and his crew are looking to claim the title, and this crazy cap'n is looking to take it by any means.
Skills: I'm wicked clever and intelligent, brilliant at strategy and feints. I've got the devil's silver tongue, and I do make good use of it now and again. Persuasive, devious, cunning, and sharp... what more could ya need?
Arsenal: Poison (kept in a vial), a dagger with an eerie black sheen, and a cutlass. Aye, what be a cap'n without a cutlass?
Pacts: (To Be Determined) WHAT POWER SHOULD BE GIVEN BY THE MOST WONDERFUL OCTOPUS SEA-GOD?
Motivation: I AM POTATO LORD
Username: Yoshielite
PostPosted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 6:25 am


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POTATO LORD Wesley von Wellington the Third, Esquire
"I'm not insane, I'm not insane..."

"Ooooh~" The Captain of the Clever Crew stood at his steering wheel with arms open and sung out a note for a few seconds before continuing on with a shanty. "A pirate's life is the life for me~!" There was silence after that until he glared at the crew member next to him. "Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!" the man quickly interjected, causing a smile to wash over the Captain's face. "We sail out across the Seven Seas!" The immediate response came on time for the song, "Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!" The Captain clapped and then said, "Right then, off with you." The crew member quickly scurried away before the man could ask any more requests of him... or change his mind. The Pirate Lord made sure to adjust his steering and then took into another open-armed pose to sing another shanty.

"What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
Early in the morning?
Way-hay, up she rises
Way-hay, up she rises
Way-hay, up she rises
Early in the morning
Put him in the long boat 'til he's sober
Pull out the bung and wet him all over
Put him in the scuppers with the deck pump on him
Heave him by the leg in a runnin' bowlin'
Tie him to the taffrail when she's yard-arm under!"

There was a pause in the song, and then he continued on an entirely different course.
"Ooohhh~
13 flies in a dead man's nap sack,
14 holes in a Landy's kayak,
15 cracks on the Cask' of Corbek!
Earlye in the morning.♪
Wash an' scrub the land down under,
Take to the sea to find some plunder,
Tear the mighty sea asunder-
Earlye in th' mornin'!"


Some of the crew members began muttering things amongst themselves about their Captain's insanity and outbursts. "This isn't right... we shouldn't have to serve under someone so incompetent." One said quietly. "Honestly, he went about collecting all of these intelligent pirates or ones that were clever and deceptive, but then he can't even form a coherent thought or order half of the time he's conscious." another chimed in, scoffing at the man's new version of the shanty he had been singing. "Yeah, and this is a perfect example of it." The third man nodded in agreement. "He's an absolute loon. How in the world did he become our Captain, anyway?" Just then, one of the ship mate on the mast shouted out, "Captain! We've got sails off the fore end!"

He stopped his singing and looked over the front of his ship curiously. He wondered who was already there. Perhaps it was the crew of the Loyal. What was the name of that Lord again? He didn't know. Yes, I know I don't know, shut up. He looked up to his spotter int he crow's nest and smiled. "Good work!" Then he turned and looked down at his crew below. "You!" he said to some random crew member, pointing down at them, "Get everyone ready to move on course and then cast anchor by their ship!" Then he spun around once with his eyes closed and arm extended outward, pointing. He opened his eyes with a grin to see that it had landed on the man who had just sung with him not too long ago. "You, singing man! You are now known as Aqualung!" Then he brought his hand back and shouted, "Aqualung- bring me my First Mate!" Then he looked over the rest of his crew as the man newly appointed as 'Aqualung' ran off on his duties. "The rest of you, stop standing around and get this ship to port with theirs. Be quick about it!" As his crew ran about and got things ready, he muttered to himself, "I'm simply dying with anticipation..." He chuckled a bit to himself and then steered the ship on its approaching course.

Once his First Mate had been brought to him, he gave her some quick orders. "Finish steering for me while I go say hello, aaaaaaarrgh." With that said, he did a front flip off the small perch and onto the deck, running among the crew as they finished performing their duties. Before they had fully come to be next to The Loyal ship, The Lord of the Clever grabbed a grappling hook with a long rope and went up onto the mast, walking the wooden beam like a tightrope. Some of his crew stared at him with concern and confusion as he hurled the grappling hook over and got it to land on the other mast's beam. He let out an "Ya-har!" of success before hopping off the beam and swinging over to the other side. He hopped off and tucked into a roll, barreling into one of the Loyal's crew members in the process of his entrance. He quickly stood up and walked away from the crew member without realizing what he had hit. Soon enough, his entrance was made obsolete as his ship pulled aside the Loyal's and brought over the boarding plank. His face almost formed a pout as none of his crew even attempted to applaud his entrance. Then he made his way over to the woman that was nearby, leaning up against the railing.

"Oh hello, doll. My name is... what was my name again? Ah! Wesley von We- STOP STARING AT ME YOU FORSAKEN SCRAP OF THE SEA!" His attention had moved directly to a small barnacle on their deck nearby as he yelled. "ENOUGH CHITTER OUT OF YOU! I WILL- llington the Third Esquire. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Dollface." His face moved back up to look at the First Mate of the Loyal as he returned to giving his introduction. Upon the latter of the introduction, he knelt down on one knee and took up her hand in his, planting a small kiss on the back of it before standing. Then he looked around at the other crew members on her ship. Soon his attention went back to her. "What might your name be then?" He asked before quickly adding in, "Where is the Captain? He wanted my presence. Is he hiding? Oh! Are we playing hide-and-go seek?" His eyes lit up in childish delight at the thought, eagerly awaiting responses to his questions.

"Come back to me, it's almost easy..."


Yoshielite
Vice Captain

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