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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 4:51 am
Name: Haseo Onigami
Age: 20
Race: Hell Angel
Weapons: Lost
Armor: Rune Master Work Leather: Is the normal clothing he wears. This leather pieces has small runes on them to increase his normal abilities. The leather also offers small protection against energy and physical attacks.
Fighting style : Lost
Other info/ backround: Son of Viper Onigami the great kinslayer. Haseo was born into a world of battle and conflict. Much to his dismay he enjoys the battle and has learned to do war rather well. Haseo became the lord of combat and terror of death by his 5th birthday. He grew up in a world of power, and mass destruction until hew as trained by both his father and Falcon in the Cosnic arts. Haseo became more powerful and when his family died he became the pet to Demona and a wanderer of the RDS. Haseo finished Tri-edge off his darker half to have control of his body full time. His greatest friend he calls brother Yin Lin is much like him. Both mistakes and sinners in gods eyes. Haseo saw Yin much like himself, and both became known as the great sinners. Haseo just returned from a lost battle that sundered his body, and mind. He suffered greatly in the lost of all his weapons, powers, and his devil armor. He returned in a odd state in which he is trying to gain new powers.
Special abilities: Offensive: Lost
Defensive Lost
Other Hyper Speed: The pure velocity is the most impressive since Haseo is in black full plate armor. But the armor is part of him like a arm or leg. The speed can increase to 450 mph on the land pure running. His speed is such he can make ghost like images in his wake.
Regenaration: He has the power to recover and heal two times quicker than the normal humans. This makes him a effective weapon in war time combat. Namely he can take lots of punishment sleep for a day and he'll be right as rain the next day. Small cuts and such heal nearly instantly.
Telepathy: is the communication of information from one mind to another by means other than the known perceptual senses. Considered a form of extra-sensory perception or anomalous cognition, telepathy is often associated with other paranormal phenomena, such as precognition, clairvoyance, and psychokinesis. However, unlike psychokinesis, telepathy is a passive form of psionics.
Teleport: Haseo can teleport from one location to another by breaking down his own matter into atom sized particals and fly at speeds of light to any location and reform the particals at the speed of light. and vis versa. It would appear he turns into a blue orb and vanishes.
Apperence:
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 8:24 am
Name: Jesse Age: 2 Race: demon Apperence: avi, more or less Weapons (if any): unknown Armor (if any): unknown Fighting style (if any): unknown Special abilities (if any): fire eyes Other info/ backround: more fun to find out
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 4:33 pm
name: flail
age: looks 21
race:dragon/human
apperance: in his human form he stands at about 6'3 and has a well built body. his right arm is dragon like with three talon like fingers and thick hard scales that resmebles plate mail armor. his thick dragon tail is almost 2/3rds his height and is covered in more flexible scales that his arm. large wings that are each as tall as he is but show the wear of much use and many fights. his right eye is a dragon eye and has a long scar running across it. his face is scared and worn, betraying its otherwise youthful apperance. his eyes show his life the most, all the pain,love,happiness and sadness that he has been witness to in his life
his hybrid form he stands around 8 1 and is covered in think plate scales that cover the major areas of his body with more flexible scales covering the inside of his joints. his feet are now taloned and his left hand has become a five clawed hand. spikes now jut from his elbows and knees as well. his face retains a trace of humanity but has become a sharp angled snout from which large canine fangs protrude over his lower lip. his hair is much coarser in this form and grows from the back of his neck and resembles a main. three long horns grow from his forehead and curve sharply back over his head, following the curve of his skull. his tail sports a spike at its end now and is covered in thicker scales than in his human form.
dragon form: he has yet to show it
weapons:in his human form he wields a long war whip that has razors and spikes protruding all along its lenght, has a spiked knuckle guard and a large retractable blade on the bottom of the handle and a small spiked tip at the end. his secondary weapon is a short sword that he himself crafted out of the scales of the ancient dragons of his flight, gifting it with their strengths and powers.
in his hybrid form he wields a larger, heavier version of his whip and now a massive mace whose head is ornimented with crafted heads of 4 dragons, each facing away from the haft. each one has different colored eyes and give off a unique aura all their own.
armor: an odd assortment of plate and chain mail for his human form
for his hybrid form his skin now acts better than any crafted armor, being able to withstand staggering amounts of damage. though for extreme fights he has a set of armor that is crafted from the same material as his sword and is hidden away
fighting style: no set style, just his own
special abilities: he can change his form from human, to hybrid, to full dragon. can control the elements of fire and earth as well as the energy that bids the world. his dragon half gives him incredible powers of recovery and massive reserves of stamina and strength
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 2:19 am
Name: Jared (doesn't remember his last name) Age: 3 year old Race: Human Toddler Apperence: RL Image or Anime Image Weapons (if any): None Armor (if any): None Fighting style (if any): Tantrums Special abilities (if any): Abul to melt da harts uf most, awways kind, affectionate, inquizative, playful... Other info/ backround: Jared had suffered some sort of traumatizing ordeal in, which caused him to loose a good portion of his memory. His father was a fairly important government official in the world of man, that was pushing for radical change for the better in the world. Being that his views were dangerous to the conservatives in power, Jared's father, mother and himself were set to be kidnapped and assassinated. After Jared and his parents were captured during a family outing, the assassins took them all deep into the woods and executed Jared's mother and father with gunshots to the back of the head, but due to a pang of concious, they didn't shoot Jared, they left him to fend for himself in the woods, knowing that a child of his age would not survive on his own. After a day or 2 of wandering lost in the woods, Jared found his way to Angel's Bar, having no recollection of almost anything due to the traumatic experience, where he was eventually taken in by an 9 year old fox boy, named ... Fox, and his mother Ana, while this new family tries to find out where Jared belongs.....
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 9:29 am
Name: Myonet-Ast`ale ~`de~ Askreial li~ Kalcifere d`Taiamat... eh, just call her Momo. Age: 14 Race: She considers herself Kilatian, which refers to a half catcreature and half human. Appearence:  Weapons (if any): Twin blades (not nessecarily G Blades... I dunno, use your imagination) Armor (if any): Helmet, unusually hard head Fighting style (if any): Insane, random, reckless, but stealthy when she wants to be Special abilities (if any): The claws, the teeth, the night vision, the unmatched speed, the whole catgirl enchilada Other info/ backround: She remembers very little of her life in Kilatas, a once-secret anti-government cavernous underground city which was home to anarchic catcreatures and some humans, only that her name and an expensive artifact with her name carved on it (in Kitlatian code) that hangs around her neck hint at a royal upbringing. She had managed to escape when the mean ol' government had discovered her city of anarchy and... purged it. She has lived life as a drifter ever since, occasionsally resorting to theft to stay fed. She can be surprisingly trusting, and never underestimate her in a fight-- living life on the bandit-ridden road has given her plenty of experience. From what she's managed to piece together, her parents were the head-honchos of Kilatas, and fierce anti-establishment rebels. Her father was an inventor of sorts, particularly interested in flying machinery, so yeah-- goggles and cat ears. Her mother was some hippie human rebel. Yeeah... that's about all my limited writing talent can churn out. Sorry. sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 5:49 pm
Name: Reevis Maximillian Alexandros Age: 20 Race: Human Apperence: White eyes and semi-long, silver hair with black tips. He is rather muscular and rather well toned. Weapons (if any): His cane and a sword which he keeps at his side at all times. The cane has an extreamly sharp tip at the end of it, which is hidden by a very brittle covering. He also has gloves which contain extreamly small strands of thread. Each thread is razor sharp and practicaly indestructable. Reeve minupultes the treads by focusing energy through the gloves. His third weapon is one he calls "The sword of Screams." It is a blade forged from the energy of corrupted souls, but does not actually have the ability to become tangable. Instead it attacks spirit energy, or ones very own "soul." Armor (if any): None Fighting style (if any): None to say. He has aquired skills over time, but no real style. Special abilities (if any): His cane has many magical symbols on it, which trigger very powerful defensive magic. He is also what some may call an Illusionist, being able to create things so realistic that his opponents mind conceives it to be real. This can cause physical damage, and can even cause a person to see or smell his or her own blood. The illusions are not mearly focused on sight either. By looking into Reeve's white eyes he can focus in on a person and make the illusion of sound too. The illusions can put a large amount of stress on his brain though, and sometimes cause his eyes and ears to bleed. He has mastered many different kinds of spells through runes and symbols. Other info/ backround: Reeve has wandered around almost all of his life alone. When he was a small child he was blinded, but sees his dark world more as a gift than a curse. On his travles he aquired a very loyal pet whom always protects him. Reev barely brings his pet with him in public places though, for when people see it they tend to freak out and run him out of town, calling his pet a "monster."
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 12:45 pm
Name: Sobrin Age: 26 Race: Drow (drak elf) Apperence: Long white hair ebony skin red eyes in the darkness black in the light Weapons: two long sword Armor: light chain mail Fighting style: Special abilities: globe of darkness (cant see in it no matter what) leavtaion fairy fire (dose not burn) Other info/ backround: a rengad drow his parents died shortly after his birth on the suface (drow live under ground) he was raised by the elves the cousions of the drow. he left the elves at 16 with a moor cat. for ten years. He learnd everything about fighting and surivel. when he was 26 he encoterd other drow for the first time. When the moor cat died at the hands of another drow a blinding light trasported him to a starnge new land
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 4:14 pm
Name: Soren Kiserai Age: 19 Race: Human Appearance: 5'11", with jet black hair that falls to his chin, and dark green eyes. He wears a set of black robes with a dark green trimming running down the sleeves, and down the back. On his right shoulder, running halfway down his arm are the scales of a dragon, forming a shoulder plating and colored a dark red. He is barefoot, and his weapons are sheathed and put away as such: His short sword is sheathed at his side with his kunai, and his staff is placed behind his back. Weapons (if any): Short sword: AppearanceA short sword fashioned by Soren's teacher and sensei. It is often used to channel his wind elemental abilities into the blade for a more formidable and powerful weapon, but is used as a secondary weapon nonetheless. Runic Staff: AppearanceSoren's primary weapon, enchanted by his sensei. It is used to fully unleash his wind elemental abilities, and can also be used as a blunt weapon against lesser foes. The faded markings glow a light green when enhanced by elementalism. Kunai: A regular set of five kunai, sheathed at Soren's waist. They are also used in tandem with his elementalism, but are used only to attack from a distance. Armor (if any): His sole armor is the dragon scale plating, on his right shoulder. Fighting style (if any): Soren is fairly knowledgeable in taijutsu, but rarely fights unarmed unless a situation calls for it. He is also well trained with his own weapons, his short sword and staff. Special abilities (if any): Wind elementalism: Common abilities: Wind Blade: A curved arc of wind sent forth from Soren's short sword, razor sharp. It gets a fair amount of distance, but loses power over great distances. Gust: A sharp funnel of wind that breaks through most objects that stand in Soren's way. It usually travels at high speeds, and is bent in the direction of Soren's will. Wind Kunai: A kunai with enhanced speed and elemental powers, thrown by Soren. It flies through the air at high enough speeds to pierce a target. ((More to come as I think of more)) Other info/background: Soren began life apprenticed to an unknown, yet powerful warrior. At the age of 17, his master fell in battle to a powerful wyrm, and he began wandering to find his own purpose. He is intelligent, and can usually be seen with a book in his hand, flipping through the pages silently. He talks little, but is fairly kind when need be.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:02 pm
Name: Dämonisch Mörder or if you so wish, Damon will do.
Age: Looks to be about 24 human years old, but has actually been alive to know of the rise and fall of many human rulers.
Race: Dragon-born Kushiban
Appearance: Looks like a humanoid-rabbit with black leathery wings and other very noticeable dragon traits. He stands an impressive (for a part kushiban) 6' tall and weighs in at about 200 lbs. (muscle mass of course). His hair is styled in long ebon spikes that are laid back like what long human hair would look like. I wear basic travelers clothing: plain cotton peasants outfit with a leather vest and belt. On top, to cover up everything, I wear a black jedi-style cloak. While wearing the cloak, it is impossible to tell anything about me; including any physical features.
Weapons (if any): There is an exquisite scimitar belted on my left side hip and an extremely odd looking dirk on the right. (For sake of this bio, I will explain what the weapons do, but the only way for another person to gain this information is to either have me tell them or somehow gain control of them. Even if someone gains control of them, they must have encountered magic of this type before or they will only realize that it is enchanted, but not what it can do (an anti-theft precaution that cost me doing an unspeakable deed, but is well worth it.) The scimitar gives the wielder a 30% resistance to fire, ice, and electricity, and the dirk has a soul-drinker type power. It saps the life-force from the victim and transfers it to the wielder, thus healing them.
Armor (if any): Studded and padded leather breastplate, greaves, and bracers; black steel-toed biker boots. If viewed with a see-all spell, or equivalent, one can see that this armor is heavily enchanted. (The following information follows the same rule as listed in the weapons section.) Enchantments: The breastplate is extremely durable against slash attacks, but weak against piercing attacks. The bracers allow extreme speed that would otherwise be unattainable. (If any of you have read R. A. Slavatore, these are basically the same as what Dritzz wears for most of the storyline.) The greaves allow for fast healing and contain pockets that hold almost every physical material needed for my spells. The boots allow for enhanced land speed and jumping. (All of this armor together is only 1/8 of a load that would burden my flight.)
Fighting style (if any): Trained in the art of Kendo by the sword-master of his families house. Psychic powers learned while at the academy of his childhood. Magic learned from his attendance at Sorcere, the most renown magic academy of his homeland, Kodak.
Special abilities (if any): Other than those given by his enchanted items, he is a natural telepath. He can use mental energy to attack the mind of his opponent. He can create a very strong mental shield to block others from entering his mind. He can use psychic power to aid his concentration during flight. He knows the words to all of his spells by heart. His magic is of the evocation class and thus if there is a spell that can destroy things or make them go "boom", then he more-than-likely knows it. For other magic, he spent too much time and focus on evocation that he doesn't know any other spells outside of that class. He is a speaker of tounges, meaning that he can speak almost every language known in this realm. He ages extremely slow based on human measures.
Other info/ background: He was born into a strict drow-like society. At the turn of his first century, he witnessed his eldest sister slay his younger sister just for the sake of getting rid of competition. Upon informing his mother of what he witnessed, she had him locked in the torture chambers for a decade. Once out, he decided that he wanted nothing to do with this hellish society and left out. After many years of traveling, he found a mountainous area that he made into his home (after slaying the current inhabitants). It has been several decades since then and he has grown tired of the continual silence. There was the occasional traveling caravan, but that proved boring once they began to hire wizards to place barriers around the caravan and he couldn't get near them. Thus he began his travels once again.
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 9:47 pm
Name: Ziven
Age: Old enough, thank you very much. ^__~
Race: Human/elf (we think)
Appearance: Standing 5' 9" in height, curves in the right places so one won't forget she is a she, adorable blue/purple hair as pictured, blue eyes and sweet, shy smile from time to time.
Weapons: Able to use anything she can get her hands on, staff, learning to use elbow blades, Argetvarden (see below) - though usually uses no weapons, opting instead to use magic.
Armor: No visible armor, able to produce a nearly impenetrable barrier using magic at will, Argetvarden (see below).
Fighting style: Very little training in several techniques, her style varies and is often viewed as inadequate despite her knowledge and stamina when fighting. Instead the art of diplomacy is her greatest 'fighting style' wink
Special abilities: Able to use magic and learn most other magics easily. Natural magics for her emanate from her person or draw from nature. If able to experience magic from others, can easily learn that also. However, this can also be a weakness as too much of other persons magic can become overwhelming, especially dark or holy based magic. An immunity to these or ability to use these can grow over time with consistent exposure.
Other info/background: Though she may be timid by nature, the thirst for knowledge drives her to seek answers to life, the universe and everything. whee Rarely does she share her past, though most will learn that she has traveled for years, learned many things, met many people.
Update (July 5, 2007): As of recently, with Seisuke, she has been inducted to the world of HiME. Nano machines now flow through her veins and with this greater strength, agility and ability to adapt than before. Technology and magic have mixed on every level.
This also has produced a 'child' - a machine created of the same technology of the machines within her, a large tiger-style mecha, large enough to seat two adults easily, armed with a battery of long range and close contact battle. Named Argetvarden, Ziven can summon her at any time, any location, which will work independently if needed but will answer also to Ziven, able to know her thoughts as well as understand when spoken to.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 6:46 am
Name & Nickname: Jihn Sacchi Age: 17 Personality: Not the kindest soul to meet. Jihn is full of intense hatred that grows along with her power. Jihn is arrogant, she knows it, but she can surely flaunt it. She knows she’s powerful, she’ll take on anything that crosses her path. Though harsh, deep down inside she longs for something. Perhaps she longs for love or a friend? Appearance: This was just a quick reference.Jihn has large golden wings that spread out from behind her back. They are as Dragons would be, large and leathery-looking, but built with strong bones. They give off a shear gleam of light on the barely visible minuscule scales. Along the edges, a myriad of feathers aligned. Beneath luscious golden tendrils that drive to her lower-back, ears, long and thin, aligned with the same diminutive scales, along the edges and tips, feathers propel out in flares. She wears a large metallic collar clamped about her neck, with a chain that travels down a few feet past her ankles until it reaches a broken link. Position: Golden Dragon Demon Likes: Jihn likes very little, the only thing she could every recall liking in a long time was her brother. Dragons Slaughtering Dislikes:Mostly anyone Being Mastered Bound Arrogant Fools History/Bio:Born in the dying race of the Golden Dragons, Jihn was raised in a harsh environment. She was trained in assault and annihilation, racing by her older brother's side in war; slaughter without any shame. A day came to her brother fell gravely wound race for such reasons so implausible. He was the only person she had to look up too and when he was gone she fell into a rage of pure malevolence, letting no one cross her path without the scorching pain she feels inflect upon them. Then came when the creatures and humans grew so fearful of this newly acquired wrath of the Dragons, they set up a force overwhelming to her at the time and locked her in a chamber, fathoms beneath ocean surface, locked in the core of pressure so deep, no living creature could stand to even try to release the prisoner. Day after day the rage built up in that seclusion, darkened chamber. Such a time when the full Blood Moon came to rise her powers unleashed her wrath within the sphere keeping her so deep beneath the oceans, lifting the chamber up to the surface causing waves of such tremendous force. Many people died that night, though the counts are still rising. Other Info: She wields very little weapons, but has one particular that she'll draw. A large sword of unearthly designs, made from the bones of an Ancestor since long past, such power coiled within the very blade.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 8:32 pm
Name: Shotgun_Rae (Rae) Age:18 Race: Human Apperance:5 foot 7 in. piercing blue eyes, blue hair, lean build with 2 scars on each cheeks Weapons (if any): my trusty sword that I hand-made Armor (if any): just tough skin Fighting style (if any): no formal training Special abilities (if any): excellent hearing and great speed Other info/ background: Mother died in child birth, father sent me to work as a swordsman's apprentice at 6 and I was sent to boarding school when I started a swordfight with the blacksmith's son. I try to keep to myself, but it never works. My sword is specially designed for my left-handiness. I received the scars on my face during a battle of honor
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 11:59 pm
Name: Tiel Age: 20 Race: Human Apperence: Red eyes and hair, Mutated arm with claws, and a mask. Weapons: Claws, Scimatar Armor:None Fighting style: Ninjitsu. Special abilities: Can control fire, Enhanced speed. Other info/ backround: He was raised in an assasin clan, at age 17 he chalenged the head of the clan to a battle to the death, Tiel won but before the Head of the clan, he mutated his arm to what it is. He soon learned the effects of the mutation, unstopable blood lust a twisted face and enhanced speed.
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