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This is a bloodline request thread, not a ''critique my character name!'' thread.

@demonic: You have to summon the carapace.

@wood: You're not even crew so don't post here trying to critique another player's work, especially their name. I don't want to see you post here ever again. This is your first strike. Don't push me.

Rpc Name: Don't Know yet
Nation: Don't know yet (probably that night country)
Rank: er....probably just normal
Bloodline applied for: Shapeshifting
What you know about the bloodline:
-they can change their appearance and vocal cords
-they can copy other peoples' abilities if they touch them
-depending on how much energy they put in (stated during time of the change), they stay shifted for a specific post length
-er.....they are totally badass?

Rp Sample: The Nerdbot grinned as he continued walking. Nobody seemed to look see his "disguise" yet, and that was the most important thing. He would merely walk in, collect his money, and leave. Earlier, after a few minutes of rough handling, he knocked this overly wealthy man unconscious and took on his appearance. Now, he would only take a minute to get some money from the man's estate, wake the man up, and go on living the good life. Easy, right? As The Nerdbot journeyed through the edifice, his mind wandered. This house was huge, opulent too. Hmm....a guy like me could get used to a domicile like this......maybe. It was true that the Nerdbot had a very high IQ, true that he had numerous opportunities to wind up like this wealthy man, true that he had ruined them all during his youth. Besides, living the fast life was much better, and not to mention, funner.

He stopped suddenly. Some servants were looking at him, staring, pointing. He knew too well what had happened, but he reluctantly looked down to make sure. He was no longer the tall, man with atrophic hair and tall posture, but a young man who had no right being here. "Damn....." The guards came, and The Nerdbot began running. Sigh, this always happens to "me". He jumped over a few pieces of furniture, grabbing anything small he could. Hell, if he wasn't going to escape with all the fortune, he might as well get some, right? His reflexes were surprisingly fast, and his pragmatic reasoning - which route to take, which objects to steal, what height to jump - allowed him to gain a few yards of distance from the guards.

Then, he had an idea. As he ran past house maids, many of which were puzzled and confused at this little event unfolding before them, The Nerdbot purposely brushed past them, making any contact he could. He caught a good look of one in particular, an old man cleaning tending to the wall icons. The Nerdbot slapped the elder on the back as he ran past him, making sure to take in all the details of the man, from his hair length to his skin color. The guards saw the troublemaker turn a corner, one that lead to the staff room. "Heh....luckily, those dumb workers will be smart enough stop that little guy...." but, as the group of men rounded the corner, they saw otherwise. There were 3 workers, two of them women, the last one men. The women seemed disturbed, as did the man. "Hey, you! Did you happen to see a young man running past here?" The guards looked at each one carefully, silently hoping that these people were intelligent and not completely brain dead. One of them, the man, pointed to the room behind them. The guards didn't bother to give thanks, only pushed the old man roughly aside as they entered the room.

The old man, however, couldn't help but laugh. He turned to the two accompanying him and grinned. "Thank you ladies! You did perfect! now, as promised....." The old man pulled something out of his pitch black coat, which just so happened to be the same coat the young man was wearing earlier. Two solid gold baubles appeared, and one was given to each woman. They awed in amazement, no longer disconcerted by the young man who had changed appearances directly in front of them not a minute ago. the old man vanished, and as he wandered the halls of the opulent domicile, whistled a tune. Now....time to grab something eat.

xD understandable. that seems like the most badass place in the guild rofl

fenrir, you're gonna make me blush blaugh

but yea, death to you all *cough* i mean, thanks for inviting me ninja

demonic: Accepted

Rpc Name: S
Nation: Yuran
Rank: Dunno? Trainee? Whatever the starter rank is.
Bloodline applied for: Kiranu
What you know about the bloodline: Well, they are cat people pretty much. They have many attributes of cats, and have the personality of a kitten. They also have claws, which cut things. There’s not really all that much to know here… It’s a cat given human form. Fast, can drop a long ways safely, basic stuff like that. They can also turn completely into a cat, which is cool.
Rp Sample: Sample is a joint effort between myself and Ronnel, using our respective NPCs. I have done my best to show the race to it’s full potential, while avoiding using any learned techniques, because we intend to make this part of the character history.

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Azrael moved through the tree line and grunted. He had finally found the road inside of this forest. He looked along it in both directions, but as far as the eye could see there were no indications of where the road led to. The Shadowknight shrugged his armored shoulders and picked a direction at random.
"It...certainly can't be...worse than the forest..."

In the nearby woods, there was a boy. Not a normal boy though, this boy had large fuzzy ears, and an equally fuzzy tail. He was also halfway up a tree, trying to yank a squirrel out of a hole. "Ouch!" he yelped, falling off the tree after being bit by said squirrel, who did not appreciate having it's tail pulled. As he fell, the boy did a quick back flip, landing on his feet and sinking into a crouch on his haunches, looking back up with a pout. "Come on! I'm hungry!" He whined, staring up into the tree, when something caught his eye off to the side, a glinting light coming through the trees. But he was hungry! No, flashy light, no! Food! "SHINY!" The boy exclaimed, charging through the trees at an insane speed, before leaping into the air and pouncing onto the shiny thing, which as it turns out, was Azrael's armor.

The former paladin's next step was a tad heavier as it hit the ground. The man blinked and looked over his shoulder - there had been a muffled thud as something struck his back. At first he thought an overly large pinecone or something had fallen, until he saw a pair of fuzzy ears sticking up from the thing on his back. Inside his helmet, his eyebrow began twitching slightly.
"Who...exactly are you?" His voice rumbled out with annoyance laced through it. He decided then and there to weld some spikes onto his armor - that should prevent this from happening again.

As a voice came from the shiny thing, the boy looked up, pulling himself higher over the large shoulder pad in order to see the man's face. "I'm S!" he chirped happily, staring into the odd red orbs under his hood, they looked like fun! Pulling himself the rest of the way up, he happily crouched down on the man's shoulder, and peered down at him. "Who're you?" The boy asked with a grin. He didn't know who this guy was, but he was shiny, and shiny things were fun, so he must be fun too, so they should be friends, and have fun together!

As soon as the boy had moved from the spot on his back where he couldn't reach, Azrael's hand whipped out and grabbed the back of his clothing and hoisted him into the air in front of him.
"I...am Azrael....a Shadowknight..... How are you... not affected by....the Aura?" This was a curiosity that intrigued the warrior. From the tomes he had read only demonic races were immune to the Aura of Despair, and this cat being was not such a creature.
"And why... did you jump...on me?"

"Wheee!" S squealed as he was suddenly relocated, holding his arms out to his sides as if he were a bird. Flying was fun! As the shiny now known as Azrael, Az? Azzy? Aziney? Shiny! As Shiny mentioned an aura, S's face went blank for a moment with confusion, before paling all of a sudden as he finally felt the oppressive aura Shiny gave off. And then, barely a second later color returned along with an odd determination set upon the child's face. He wanted Shiny to be his friend! He wasn't going to let some weird feeling get the best of him! "Cause you looked fun!" He forced out, attempting to chirp it out happily as normal, but it caught slightly in his throat. Determined to make Shiny his friend despite this, he forced a massive grin onto his face, beaming at the armored man.

Azrael stared at the child for a moment before suppressing the negative aura. This child was indeed strange, and seemed extremely hyperactive. He set the boy down on the ground and started walking away - he wasn't leaving, he wanted to see what S would do in response to what he was about to do. He grabbed one of the tree branches near the side of the road and pulled himself up, ignoring the creaking underneath him as the tree branch protested his tremendous weight.

S's grin only grew in power as the oppressive aura vanished. The power of friendship triumphed over... Whatever that was! And then he was on the ground, with Shiny walking away? But, no, he was... Climbing a tree? That was a bit silly. Why would you climb a tree wearing armor? Maybe it was for the challenge? Armor was heavy, so climbing while wearing it must be hard... Searching around for a few seconds, S found a heavy looking rock, pulled off his shirt, and stuffed the rock inside it. Hanging the rock shirt over his shoulder, he gripped it with his teeth and charged the tree himself. He would climb with heavy stuff too! Climbing the tree wasn't hard at all for the cat boy, thanks to the small claws that protruded from under his fingernails, digging through the bark and into the flesh of the tree to gain purchase, it wasn't long before he climbed past Azrael and up to the next branch. Looking down at the shiny man, he grinned through the cloth in his mouth. "I win!" He chirped, realizing his mistake an instant later as the rock filled shirt crashed to the ground, the sudden change in weight shifting his balance around and sending him arching backwards. Luckily he managed to grip back onto the branch, hanging upside down now. "Oops."

Azrael had watched with minor curiosity as the strange boy gathered a rock into his shirt and then began climbing with it. He assumed that for some reason, the stone was important to the child. Because of that assumption, when the boy's shirt with the rock bundled inside of it fell from the boy's mouth, his hand reached out and caught it.
He then was treated to the sight of the boy hanging upside down directly in front of his helmet. For a moment the red eyes stared blankly, then blinked as the armored man shook his head.
"You....truly are a ....strange one." He pulled the boy from the branch and dropped to the ground holding him, flexing his knees to absorb the impact that their weight caused. He set S on the ground and studied him for a minute. "Your race...is the...Kiranu, correct? If so....what is something ... that you can do to prove it?"

"Not strange, super! Or maybe special... No, better yet, SUPER special!" S attempted to correct Shiny's mistake, before yelping as he lost contact with the branch, only to find himself on the ground again a few seconds later. "Why do you have a rock?" He suddenly asked, finding it rather silly that the man would carry a rock around. And then the man's question registered in the boy's quickly moving mind. Kind of. "Kernew? What's that? A race? My race? Silly, I'm a Kiranu! At least, that's what my mom said. I wonder where she went... Weird." he went silent for a few seconds, staring off into space, before finally remembering there was a second half to the question. "Prove it? How do I prove it? I'm right here, isn't that - SQUIRREL!" He cut off suddenly, squealing the last word out loudly as his ears swiveled off to the side, quickly followed by his body as he ran off towards a squirrel that had tried to sneak by, about fifty feet away, and behind him. "Come back! I'm hungry!" The words trailed back to Azrael as he ran off, totally forgetting about his new friend for the moment, in his search for food.

The Shadowknight blinked slowly, then dropped the boy's shirt on the ground, along with the rock inside of it. He shook his helmeted head.
"The Kiranu...truly a ...hyperactive race...indeed." He sighed and continued along the path, heading for a nearby village he had seen from higher up the mountain, intending on welding spikes to his armor so no one else clung to him like that.

I claimed him first! Rawr!