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 Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:41 pm
Imagine if you can, a univrse full of planets that do not know what is out there, that do not know there are other planets. Imagine a Univrse heavily reliant on magic, but at the same time, Technologicaly advanced and able to create complex machinery, like Mechs. Everything is at peace in his universe, people live happily, war is rare. Then special news pops up about a new star seens in the sky, but htis star is diffrent. It moves, and is dark, but shines. Then the star disspears for a time, and when that star dissapears another one is shortly gone afterwards, right before it reappears and moves towards another light, then it goes....and moves to another, and then that light is gone.
What if this thing came to take YOUR light? Imagine, an unstoppible force that engolfed worlds, morphed peopels souls into dark, demon like shadows with barbaric insticnts. Then these Shadows consume peoples souls, truning those souls into more shadows. Imagine entire armies of every diffrent kind. Imagine Bullets, Baldes, spells having very little effect on these creatures. No modern, or ancient weapon, spell or knowlege able to defeat these monsters.
What woudl you do to stop these thigns from geting you? What woudl you do to save your family, friends, yourself....But theres nothign you can do.
Would you let the darkness consume you and become another one of those mindless beasts? What if your soul, was to powerful to let fall into the hands of these beats? What if...it was all up to you.
A select few, very young adults have exactly what is needed to battle these beings. A strong Soul, A righous Heart and a Will...and Will not to give into such a dark, shady destiny. You better pray for your soul, beacuse the Eternal Shadow has come, and if these few do not succeed in defeating the Shadows, we are all doomed...and you better Pray for the universe none of these Souls fall pray to the Shadow, for if they do...Unspeakable.
THe Eternal Shadow has covered the worlds...is your soul strong enough?
Rules
the usual RP rules:
1) This is a strick RP, lots of detail, full words, no net speak.
2) No god modeing ect
3) Be fair, think of the party and not just yourself.
4) Keep OOC minimum. We'll probably have a chat goign on MSN soo we can chat there razz
Somthign new! surprised
This is going to be a D&D like RP. I am the Dugeon Master, Grand Master, Game Master what ever you want to call me. What I say is law, unless some how you persuade me. I'm not an a**, and I am very very Story drivine, soo if somthing seems to hard for you, it probably is and im directing you into another direction. I'll let you do what you want, but I'll try and direct you to what you are supposed to do. Just about everything is planned, soo if I want somthing to happen, it will happen, no trying to get around it razz Now i wont kill your characters intentionaly unless I've talked to you about it and have somthing special in store.
This is my first time trying this, soo constructive critism is highly welcome, and I'll try my best to make you guys have a lot of fun!
PS: I'm a horrible speller, and king of Typo's soo I'm sorry for misspelt words and such, I'll try my best to take it slow and make sure everything is legiable. I dont do it on pupose, I hate net speek, I just type really fast when I'm excited and therefor lots of typos, therefore lots of people asking "wtf?"
POSTING ORDER!
1. Me and any character I am at the time
2. Kimmeh / miku
3. Justin / Mori
4. Tellox / Typpi
5. Carcano / ...
6. Jenna The Babe / ...
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:44 pm
Character Descirtion to be Posted in this thread:
Real Name:
Nick Name (optional):
Alignemnt:
Race:
Weapon:
Desc:
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:53 pm
Example!
Real Name: Unknown.
Nick Name: Xanonath
Alignemnt: Unknown
Race: Human? ninja
Weapon: Duel Cutlass'
Desc: A tall, thin young man. Semi-long silver hair falls past his forhead and just falls short of his eyes. Thin, black sunglasses slide down his nose and deep, yet blank blue eyes stare deep into your soul, hungeryly. A long, black trenchcoat flows behind him. Blck leather gloves cover his hands, that rest loosely, and calmly on the hilts of his swords. Baggy black pants cover his legs, bairly visible behind the trenchcoat. Chain jingle with ever step he takes, they wrap around his legs, from one pocket to the other. They hang off his wrists and shoulders. Very soft spoken, yet very firm in voice. Very mysterious and very deceaving, but true and almost wise. He won't talk much unless he tusts you, which is very hard to happen. Every now and then he'll breath out a whips of blue smoke, but no cigarette is ever between his lips.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 9:46 pm
Real Name: Typpi Qynton
Nick Name (optional): Deviass (dev-eye-us) Melthorn
Alignemnt: Neutral Good/Chaos (Typpi/Deviass)
Race: Lupus-Anthrocae Quasi-Morph (naturally an anthropomorphic race resembling a gray wolf, but he also transforms into his more human-like alternate self, Deviass)
Weapon:
*A pistol that fires electric-shock pellets.
*A chain-and-ball style flail, with aquamarine-colored gems set in its base.
*A pair of gloves covered in many tiny magical gemstones, and lead spikes on the knuckles..
Desc: Typpi is, in fact, two entities, though only one at a time. Generally he stays Typpi, the generally good-natured, pure of heart defender of the innocent and defenseless. He was born in a small village in one of the less-devloped worlds, that had lived in isolation from technological developements for many centuries, until, at about the age of 15, he lost his family to a plague that devastated half the village. Seeking a cure, he left the village and explored the vast, untouched forests of his world until he finally found a magical crystal that warped him to another, much more developed world. There, he learned as much as he could about various technological advances his people had been left out on for so long. Once he finally had found a cure and saved up enough money to purchase it, he hurried back to the crystal to return home. Only one problem- it was gone. Panicked, he sought out a friend he'd made in a nearby astronomical society to help him. Apon a visit to the observatory, they were startled, and devastated, to find that Typpi's world was nowhere to be found in the heavens. All that was left was a dark, forbidding shadow deep in space.
After that, Typpi devoted his life to figuring out what happened to his homeworld and trying to prevent it from happening again. He became at least relatively educated with both science and magic, but he mostly relied on his strong will and patience. Eventually, using hsi knowledge of both magic and various technologies, he began experimenting with ways to change his form to fit in with most of the locals, who were much more human-esque than he was. But his experiments backfired when a vial containing one of the chemical concoctions slipped out of its holder and landed in a magical fire kettle. There was only a minor explosion, that didn't even cause any significant damage, but then a strange, odorless, transparent gass filled the room. Unknowingly, Typpi breathed it all in as he attempted to clean up the mess. Suddenly he felt his pulse begin to pound, and his body begin to change. His fur instantly melted into a dark blueish-grey skin, and his muzzle shrank away into his face. His ears, too, shrank, and he did in fact become more humanoid. Not EXACTLY human, because of the odd color of his skin, and his ears were still just slightly too pointed, and his hair naturally grew not just on his head, but all the way down to his shoulderblades, and was dark green and blue.
But his shape was not all that changed. It was no longer Typpi's mind in the labratory- he was an entirely new entity, who from then on called himself Deviass Melthorn and began taking on a new identity for himself. He was wild-eyed, eccentric, and prone to random outbursts of irrational behavior. He also dressed differently. While Typpi usually wore a simple, white vest with a blue shield on it and a matching pair of pants, Deviass dressed in a long, elegant black cloak, a pair of ornate gloves, and sometimes wielded a dark purple cane with a large sapphire gem on top. He also regularly wore numerous earrings over multiple colors and various other showy, dazzling jewlery.
Luckily, this transformation was not permanant, and he usually turned back into Typpi after a brief time, anywhere from a few minutes to several hours, though occasionally several days. At first it scared him, but then he realized his counterpart, though chaotic, was not evil, and in fact quite brilliant, in his own way. So he made a small tube that held a concentrated ammount of the special chemical to use periodically, when Typpi needed a break from the world, or in tight situations where his normal weapons were not effective enough means of protection. For, despite his manor, Deviass was very powerful with magic.
And so Typpi and Deviass coexist as a sort of Jackyl and Hyde of their universe.
....hope this is ok. Spent a while making him... I dunno why, but I felt the urge to make a Dr. Jackyl/Mr. Hyde-like character. xD
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 1:17 pm
I love it T...its utterly Brilliant. And i have to say, I'm going to play on his "evil" side a lot....Your character is defenatly not one you want to fall to the darkness....Oooh it'd be soo fun if he did though....You guy is totaly aproved.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 6:23 pm
Real Name: Mori Latea
Nick Name (optional):
Alignemnt: Good? (will react to things for the good of the future, no matter the action)
Race: Human? (Neko-person, but keeps it hidden)
Weapon: Defensive magic, Alteration. Emerald encrested Dagger with runes carved into the blade.
Desc: A character of unknown age or homeland, mysterious. He is often seen in dark crimson and black robes, face shrouded in shadow. A belt around his waist hangs loosely, attached to it are small puches of magical objects, a sheathed dagger as well. He stood at mere 5 feet 2 inches, being of rather thin, but athletic build. Rune symbols were stitched into his robes at various spots, each one representing an accomplishment or failure.
Beneath the robes:
When he is without robes, which is rare, he looks nothing like the way he acts. He is thin and small, with what one might claim was cute looks. Over his back was a large tattoo of a pheonix entwined with a dragon. Down his arms were more rune symbols, he seemed to be obsessed. Curious, but strong blue eyes and pure white hair were his main characteristics. Then, atop his head set a pair of what appeared to be cat ears, emerging from his long hair. Wrapped around his waist was a tail, both of them covered in silvery fur...
Notes:
He will do whatever is needed for a good outcome, no matter the cost. He possesses very few offensive magics, but focuses on defense and assisting spells. He shows no interest in technology, but that can be deceiving. His spells are practiced, so they are prepared quickly, the faster he performs one, the more energy he draws from himself. Often he uses the magical objects in the pouches at his side to perform a spell, finding that it uses less power that way.
He has a few friends though, even for one with a loner-type nature. He will occasionaly dress normally when around them, though he kept his quiet, but wise demeaner.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 7:34 pm
Real Name: Miku
Nick Name: Short names have no nicknames. :'|
Alignement: Good
Race: Unknown, probably the last of his race.
Weapons: Sharp claws on his hands and feet, his tail can give a nice whack. He can create ethereal weapons from the magic in his right eye. Carries a dagger. And when in great, if mortal, danger, his magical eye will react violently. But what happens? He remembers not.
Desc: He's a young boy in his early teenage years. He has somewhat short brown hair with longer bangs covering his right eye. The magical eye is of an almost white colour with pale markings around it, while his left one is just a warm and happy golden yellow. He has long mobile pointed ears and tanned skin. His hands and feet are armed with sharp claws, allowing him to scale walls. He also has small fangs, but rarely uses them as a weapon.
He wears a green t-shirt a sizes or two too big for him (with a simple picture of a daisy on the front) worn over a tight long-sleeved shirt. From his worn out jeans sticks out a long fleshy tail with a tuff of fur at the tip, which is the same colour as his hair. Very flexible, he can wrap it around objects, or make a tight circle and sit on it like an improvised cushion. It helps him with his balance while walking on narrow ledges/beams and when running. He feels safer when it's close to him, and it's a good reference to his mood.
He's an innocent kid, simple minded, pure of heart and often smiling. He isn't much into fighting and stays clear of any conflict. If he has to battle, he'd rather tire out his opponent before knocking them out quickly, so they both won't suffer much damage.
His magic gives him some foresighting powers; he uses it to predict his opponent's next move to avoid being hurt in battles, or to avoid trouble when walking in back alleys. On an every day day, it just occurs randomly for tinny little things (that person will drop his hat, that lady will trip in her shoes, the ice cream truck will topple over o: ).
Note: When Miku foresees minor events, it's sorta like a day dream for him, or sometimes it's a strong hunch. But when it's more important events, his normal eye will go blank, while his magical one emits a strange light. He sees everything in his mind, and whatever's happening in the real world is all blocked out from his conscience. He is vulnerable in this state.
Oh, and he's afraid of pidgeons. o.o
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 9:04 pm
Laei Canu [IN PROGRESS] Real Name: Miku Nick Name: Short names have no nicknames. :'|
NONSENSE!
Nick Name: Mikky! x:
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 5:05 pm
Lloxie Laei Canu [IN PROGRESS] Real Name: Miku Nick Name: Short names have no nicknames. :'|
NONSENSE!
Nick Name: Mikky! x:But that's too close to Mickey.. xD;;
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 11:25 pm
Real Name: Yoshi Nacacrox
Nick Name(optional): Yosh, takes offense to "Shi"
Character Description: (I can't really describe anything without doing this, so, sorry. I think it works better anyway. {I just used this setting randomly, I'm not implying it exists.}) From head to toe he shivers, unused to the freezing temperature. He unclasps his wristblades and hops off the net-covered crate onto his feet. He quickly rubs his hands together, generating heat. His hands are covered in small scars, but not of battle. He looks regretfully at them pursing his lips. He can't remember why they're there.
He kicks the dust from his baggy pant legs. Sleeping in a crate at the docks, again. Houses just didn't suit him. His closet is full of baggy clothing as he feels more free in it, and the wind that curls around his feet as he ran...he'd never give that up.
His light blue button-shirt lay back in the chest where he'd slept, he'd rather not sweat, after all...despite it being fairly cold. He broke into a run, clasping on his wristblades. He ran close to the edge, ignoring the water's lapping noises as it pummeled the dock. His feet land and tip forward as he plants his wristblades into the usual two wholes in the dock's wood and vaults himself into the air.
He lands with a splash, his wristblades left behind. He dives down, his usually spikey, brown hair being taken control of by the water's will. He touches the bottom with both feet, and kicks off.
He launches out of the water and reaches his hand out. A flash of light around his hand later, he's hanging from the dock by the wristblade that simultaneously vanished next to its twin. He grins and pulls himself up.
He shakes off like a dog, his hair settling back into its former, spikey glory. He unclasps the wrist blade and sets it by the other. He rolls his ankles and stretches his calves, trying to keep his blood flowing. He flies into a series of kicks, scaring a dock worker who apparently missed this daily routine every time it's happened thus far.
He lands on his rear and winces. Right on the tailbone. He sighs and limps over to get his shirt.
Alignment: Undecided/indecisive
Race: Human?
Weapon: Dual Wristblades/self (uses an art he devised that uses only the legs to repel opponents). Has no magical ability he knows of outside of being able to summon his weapons.
Desc: A year ago...it all just happened. He was just...here. He was somewhere else before, but hope to get back had left him along with his memories of the other place. He'd been granted weapons through a dream. They belonged to him no matter what happened. He'd had them confiscated, stolen...all he did was reach out, and a flash of light later, they were in his hands. At times, he didn't want them. Other times, they kept him alive. His dreams were getting more and more violent, recently...
Everyone wonders what's wrong, but he insists it's nothing. He assures them with a smile, too, although it's not very convincing.
(Hope it's not too much, or that he's not too plain...I wanted to go for plain, actually, and to focus more on my character's character than his appearance, but if that's a problem, I'd be happy to rewrite.)
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 1:18 pm
Ooh, sweet. I like, I like a lot. Man...we have such awsome characters in this RP...its going to be hard for me not to turn you all into Shadows...or somethign else wink Anyways. The RP has started, we are awaiting one more character to join and after that, I think I'll call it closed soo there isn't to too much..or maybe I wont..Who the hell knows?
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 9:10 pm
YEEEEEEEEEEEE! It's nice to be back!!! <3
Here it is! Go easy on me...it's been a LONG while!
Real Name: Leah
Nick Name (optional): Lee
Alignemnt: Indifferent
Race: Unknown
Weapon: Pair of Cougar Magnums, wooden staff, hawk-like vision, elongated, sharpened incisors
Desc: A crash of obsidian, sleek as silk, jut in razored tangents that fall as short as her high, prominent cheekbones and as low as the top of her sun-touched neck. Their tips, shocked white, fall ruefully into wide, black-lashed eyes topped by incredulously arcing brows. Full lips, the colour of poppies and vivid blue eyes combined to give her a look deceptively lovely, but behind the former lay a sharp tongue and the latter a fierce light. One thick, stark white band loops her torso from beneath her arms to the top of her navel, where its tight rings break apart to criss-cross down her flat midriff, ending in a large bow at her hip and trailing downward. Thin black straps curve over willowy shoulders and disappear beneath the bandage-like garment. Colourless cargos sit low on prominent hip bones and reach mid-calf. Distinguishing marks include a tiny black star, no bigger than a thumbnail, tattooed on her left collarbone, and two strange bumps ranging from her shoulder blades down her bumps, indistinguishable beneath her clothes. Standing only 5'4, she is all taut curves and liquid motion.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 5:54 pm
RAWR. Yah. Phere me. ninja Doom.
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Real Name: Unknown
Nick Name (optional): Xaras
Alignemnt: Undetermined
Race: Apparently human
Weapon: Two twin chakrams and various wind-type magics.
Desc: A slender young lady who is of average height. She has whispy pale sand colored hair, barely long enough to dance on the top of her shoulders. Deep blue eyes with silver flecks gaze in a curious manner, seeming even more dark than actuality against her light colored skin. She often wears a comfortable blue and white dress whose skirt hangs about an inch above her knees, with navy shoes. A small chain bracelet adorns her right wrist. The strangest item she owns is a chain around her neck with a pendant of a cross-section of a hollow heart; the chain and pendant both silver.
A bit passive when it comes to certain people, she is intelligent and wise, yet can just as easily pretend as if she is clueless. She is generally quite a kind and warm sort of person, the type you might trust right off the bat if it weren't for the odd sort of "empty" feel she gives off.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:21 pm
Soo the RP is locked up. If you still would like to RP in it, please let me know beacuse I am more then willing to try and fix it up beacuse Kimmeh's character had a very important roll in it. Soo if your still interested in it please post.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 6:37 am
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