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 Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 9:04 pm
razieltheprince RPC Name: Reaver Bloodline being applied for: Reaper Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: regenreates energy through matter not naturally, can create and form matter into various objects, are faster and stronger than humans, weak to death magic RP Sample (Be sure to include said strengths and weaknesses in your sample): Reaver was growing tired of this battle, and it was growing fairly obvious. Whereas in the beginning of the battle he had commenced a vigurous onslaught of spells, his attacks were becoming more and more sluggish and he seemed to be takin out less undead with each spell. On top of that, it was changing his eyes from the deep red of adrenaline to a murky gray of weariness.. There seemed to be no end at all to the onslaught of skeletal warriors. He kept blasting magic and destroying the corpses, but it was like fighting a hydra. When you kill one, three pop up in its place. He was a reaper and a mage so of course, he had a vast amout of energy to blast the skeletons to bits. But even with a vast energy pool, he knew he couldn't keep this up forever. He decided to go for the Necromancer causing this problem, a daunting task. He knew as a reaper, he was susceptible to dark magic. His eyes changed to a forest like green as he thought about how he would go about defeating the necromancer. His eyes sparked into a bright red once more as Adrenaline spiked through him, and he readied himself for this task. Using the risen skill, the reaper created wings of energy and flew through the frigid air, twisting and diving and dodging through the oncoming arrows of the Necromancer's archers. Occasionally, he would use the creation skill create a hail of throwing knives that rained down upon the enemies, or a B ranked troll to cause some havock amongst the ranks. As he got closer and closer to the Necromancer, the Necromancer would lash out with a fury of boneshards, all infected with bone rot, and sending the spikes flying at his opponent. As he twirled through the air, he felt a distinct stinging sensation in his leg as he was hit not once, but twice. Much faster than most beings, he began to feel the effects of the necrotic spell as it took effect and made his bones feel heavier. However, this would not stop the young reaper. He simply used protection matters and purified his energy, and within moments the bone rot was gone from his body. When he got to the necromancer, he punched him straight in the jaw with a gauntleted fist, sending the necromancer flying farther than most humans could ever hope to accomplish. The Necromancer grew desperate and charged up a skill. As he did so, The reaper charged up the Peacekeeper skill, and then he saw a huge bolt of necrotic energy fly at him. Quickly, he let the peacekeeper spell shoot outwards, and it blocked the black evil energy away from him. He then put his palm outwards, charging up a needle of pure energy. The necromancer attempted to create a bone wall to seperate himself from the deadly needle, but the wall was not strong enough to stop the needle with more energy in it. The needle stabbed straight through the necromancer's neck with a pure needle and watched with relief as all of the skeletal warriors fell apart, with no necromancer to guide them. The reaper then placed his hand on a nearby rock, sighing with relief as he collected energy from it I already have most of what your suggesting in there, I just needed to add creation and protection matters. I didn't know you had to use specific skills in RP samples though. I have added in all you requested though. The reason why I asked you to include such things is that Protection Matters, Creation, and Matter Made Energy are the three most used skills that Reapers have. Matter Made Energy is the primary function of regenerating energy, and Creation is often used for next to everything that a Reaper does. Furthermore, you failed to show that Protection Matters does not clear Bone Rot, one of the few weaknesses *explicitly stated* in the bloodline as Bone Rot is a disease and not a poison...This is why we have Bloodline Applications, to demonstrate that one understands and can use a bloodline, as well as clarifying the Bloodline Strengths and Weaknesses before one starts a bloodline. So let's try this again please, and you're close to it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 9:13 pm
Verideathul razieltheprince RPC Name: Reaver Bloodline being applied for: Reaper Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: regenreates energy through matter not naturally, can create and form matter into various objects, are faster and stronger than humans, weak to death magic RP Sample (Be sure to include said strengths and weaknesses in your sample): Reaver was growing tired of this battle, and it was growing fairly obvious. Whereas in the beginning of the battle he had commenced a vigurous onslaught of spells, his attacks were becoming more and more sluggish and he seemed to be takin out less undead with each spell. On top of that, it was changing his eyes from the deep red of adrenaline to a murky gray of weariness.. There seemed to be no end at all to the onslaught of skeletal warriors. He kept blasting magic and destroying the corpses, but it was like fighting a hydra. When you kill one, three pop up in its place. He was a reaper and a mage so of course, he had a vast amout of energy to blast the skeletons to bits. But even with a vast energy pool, he knew he couldn't keep this up forever. He decided to go for the Necromancer causing this problem, a daunting task. He knew as a reaper, he was susceptible to dark magic. His eyes changed to a forest like green as he thought about how he would go about defeating the necromancer. His eyes sparked into a bright red once more as Adrenaline spiked through him, and he readied himself for this task. Just as he popped out from behind a wall protecting him, he saw a gray goose feathered shaft fly through the air and felt a burning sensation as it struck him in the shoulder. He pulled the arrow out of his arm with a gauntleted hand and felt a burning sensation spreading outward from his shoulder via his vein system.. Realizing that the arrow must have been poisoned, the reaper began using the protection matters skill. Purifying his energy, the young reaper felt the burning subside, and sighed with relief as the poison was washed from his body. Using the risen skill, the reaper created wings of energy and flew through the frigid air, twisting and diving and dodging through the oncoming arrows of the Necromancer's archers. Occasionally, he would use the creation skill create a hail of throwing knives that rained down upon the enemies, or a B ranked troll to cause some havock amongst the ranks. As he got closer and closer to the Necromancer, the Necromancer would lash out with a fury of boneshards, all infected with bone rot, and sending the spikes flying at his opponent. As he twirled through the air, he felt a distinct stinging sensation in his leg as he was hit not once, but twice. Much faster than most beings, he began to feel the effects of the necrotic spell as it took effect and made his bones feel heavier. However, this would not stop the young reaper. When he got to the necromancer, he punched him straight in the jaw with a gauntleted fist, sending the necromancer flying farther than most humans could ever hope to accomplish. The Necromancer grew desperate and charged up a skill. As he did so, The reaper charged up the Peacekeeper skill, and then he saw a huge bolt of necrotic energy fly at him. Quickly, he let the peacekeeper spell shoot outwards, and it blocked the black evil energy away from him. He then put his palm outwards, charging up a needle of pure energy. The necromancer attempted to create a bone wall to seperate himself from the deadly needle, but the wall was not strong enough to stop the needle with more energy in it. The needle stabbed straight through the necromancer's neck with a pure needle and watched with relief as all of the skeletal warriors fell apart, with no necromancer to guide them. The reaper then placed his hand on a nearby rock, sighing with relief as he collected energy from it I already have most of what your suggesting in there, I just needed to add creation and protection matters. I didn't know you had to use specific skills in RP samples though. I have added in all you requested though. The reason why I asked you to include such things is that Protection Matters, Creation, and Matter Made Energy are the three most used skills that Reapers have. Matter Made Energy is the primary function of regenerating energy, and Creation is often used for next to everything that a Reaper does. Furthermore, you failed to show that Protection Matters does not clear Bone Rot, one of the few weaknesses *explicitly stated* in the bloodline as Bone Rot is a disease and not a poison...This is why we have Bloodline Applications, to demonstrate that one understands and can use a bloodline, as well as clarifying the Bloodline Strengths and Weaknesses before one starts a bloodline. So let's try this again please, and you're close to it. thanks for being patient and clarifying that bone rot can't be cured. I edited the sample, and it should be all clear.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 9:33 pm
razieltheprince RPC Name: Reaver Bloodline being applied for: Reaper Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: regenreates energy through matter not naturally, can create and form matter into various objects, are faster and stronger than humans, weak to death magic RP Sample (Be sure to include said strengths and weaknesses in your sample): Reaver was growing tired of this battle, and it was growing fairly obvious. Whereas in the beginning of the battle he had commenced a vigurous onslaught of spells, his attacks were becoming more and more sluggish and he seemed to be takin out less undead with each spell. On top of that, it was changing his eyes from the deep red of adrenaline to a murky gray of weariness.. There seemed to be no end at all to the onslaught of skeletal warriors. He kept blasting magic and destroying the corpses, but it was like fighting a hydra. When you kill one, three pop up in its place. He was a reaper and a mage so of course, he had a vast amout of energy to blast the skeletons to bits. But even with a vast energy pool, he knew he couldn't keep this up forever. He decided to go for the Necromancer causing this problem, a daunting task. He knew as a reaper, he was susceptible to dark magic. His eyes changed to a forest like green as he thought about how he would go about defeating the necromancer. His eyes sparked into a bright red once more as Adrenaline spiked through him, and he readied himself for this task. Just as he popped out from behind a wall protecting him, he saw a gray goose feathered shaft fly through the air and felt a burning sensation as it struck him in the shoulder. He pulled the arrow out of his arm with a gauntleted hand and felt a burning sensation spreading outward from his shoulder via his vein system.. Realizing that the arrow must have been poisoned, the reaper began using the protection matters skill. Purifying his energy, the young reaper felt the burning subside, and sighed with relief as the poison was washed from his body. Using the risen skill, the reaper created wings of energy and flew through the frigid air, twisting and diving and dodging through the oncoming arrows of the Necromancer's archers. Occasionally, he would use the creation skill create a hail of throwing knives that rained down upon the enemies, or a B ranked troll to cause some havock amongst the ranks. As he got closer and closer to the Necromancer, the Necromancer would lash out with a fury of boneshards, all infected with bone rot, and sending the spikes flying at his opponent. As he twirled through the air, he felt a distinct stinging sensation in his leg as he was hit not once, but twice. Much faster than most beings, he began to feel the effects of the necrotic spell as it took effect and made his bones feel heavier. However, this would not stop the young reaper. When he got to the necromancer, he punched him straight in the jaw with a gauntleted fist, sending the necromancer flying farther than most humans could ever hope to accomplish. The Necromancer grew desperate and charged up a skill. As he did so, The reaper charged up the Peacekeeper skill, and then he saw a huge bolt of necrotic energy fly at him. Quickly, he let the peacekeeper spell shoot outwards, and it blocked the black evil energy away from him. He then put his palm outwards, charging up a needle of pure energy. The necromancer attempted to create a bone wall to seperate himself from the deadly needle, but the wall was not strong enough to stop the needle with more energy in it. The needle stabbed straight through the necromancer's neck with a pure needle and watched with relief as all of the skeletal warriors fell apart, with no necromancer to guide them. The reaper then placed his hand on a nearby rock, sighing with relief as he collected energy from it Alright, so I'm sorry to say that even though you were close, you still inaccurately used Matter Made Energy. It takes in the matter around them completely...So here's the thing. This is the 4th time that I've had to ask you to revise, and I've tried to be completely patient, and this is the last word on the subject as I reserve the right to restrict members from bloodlines but don't want to do so because you are close. Here's what I think is best: Step back for 2-3 days, and read over the bloodline more and more thoroughly. Come up with a post (in one try please) that fully demonstrates your gained knowledge and further shows that you are ready to execute a Reaper without any more corrections necessary. This will be your last chance.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 8:01 pm
RPC Name: Kalin Aldridge
Bloodline being applied for: Fae
Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: Weak physically, Stronger magically, Fast, Flight, Unable to wield any weapons, Can be eaten, squished or worse, and overly adoring of beauty.
RP Sample: There she was, Kalin Aldridge, Fae, standing on the branch of a tall oak, back pressed up against it as she panted heavily and looked around, paranoia written across her face as flicked her wings and glided down off the branch to a lower level, just a mere four feet above the ground and crouched down on it, trying to hide in the dark. “Where’d he go…” she asked softly to herself, glancing to-and-fro for the mage that had been hunting her all the night, or so it seemed. Crack! That was the sound of branches breaking all around her, accompanied by a large flash of light, Kalin began to fall. She little time to react as she fell to earth below, beating her wings just enough to save her from the dangers that would have been that fall only to be entrapped in the sinking earth, almost like mud and quicksand thrown together, it could’ve only been a spell to do this.
“Well, well. What a resourceful little Fae, but not resourceful enough to avoid being tricked by an illusion, a fake little picture of something pretty and you came right out,” The mage said mockingly, and approached her a wicked grin plastered across that cruel and harsh face. She struggled against the mud holding her down as he closed in, it would have been easy to break free, if she was smaller. “You might fetch a good price, little Fae, should I keep you alive. I bet those wings are worth even more coin, worth my weight in gold!” He said, practically shouting and cackling. He reached down and snatched her up, brushing off her wings and body rather roughly. “We can’t have you looking awful when we sell you,” The man asked oh-so mockingly as he held her rather loosely in his left hand. Kalin frown harshly, she shook her head and had to do something very stupid and dangerous. She concentrated her energy to produce twenty orange colored tiny daggers and launched them at her captor, all of them sheathing themselves into his left hand and up his arm without warning.
He flung her from his grasp towards the ground, partly out of rage and out of pain, and she knew that was her chance, Kalin fluttered her wings trying to gain control as she plummeted downward, trying desperately to slow her descent. The mage continued to dance around in pain, cursing. “That’s what happens when you think you’ve won and don’t pay attention!” The Fae quipped loudly with a grin on her face as she landed onto ground. Kalin lifted her hands out before and focused her energy, creating a circle beneath her opponent, who was blinded with rage and fury, cursing and screaming at her, unaware of the circle until it released a hot burning blast of pure orange energy, burning his uncovered flesh till they were red and blistered. The man was clearly riddled with sharp and harsh pain, seemingly unable to utter a spell or move. Kilan quickly took this time to dart away into the woods in the blink of an eye, knowing better than to stay and gloat knowing she could be captured again, or worse.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 9:13 pm
Elizabeth Darkhaven RPC Name: Kalin Aldridge Bloodline being applied for: Fae Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: Weak physically, Stronger magically, Fast, Flight, Unable to wield any weapons, Can be eaten, squished or worse, and overly adoring of beauty. RP Sample: There she was, Kalin Aldridge, Fae, standing on the branch of a tall oak, back pressed up against it as she panted heavily and looked around, paranoia written across her face as flicked her wings and glided down off the branch to a lower level, just a mere four feet above the ground and crouched down on it, trying to hide in the dark. “Where’d he go…” she asked softly to herself, glancing to-and-fro for the mage that had been hunting her all the night, or so it seemed. Crack! That was the sound of branches breaking all around her, accompanied by a large flash of light, Kalin began to fall. She little time to react as she fell to earth below, beating her wings just enough to save her from the dangers that would have been that fall only to be entrapped in the sinking earth, almost like mud and quicksand thrown together, it could’ve only been a spell to do this. “Well, well. What a resourceful little Fae, but not resourceful enough to avoid being tricked by an illusion, a fake little picture of something pretty and you came right out,” The mage said mockingly, and approached her a wicked grin plastered across that cruel and harsh face. She struggled against the mud holding her down as he closed in, it would have been easy to break free, if she was smaller. “You might fetch a good price, little Fae, should I keep you alive. I bet those wings are worth even more coin, worth my weight in gold!” He said, practically shouting and cackling. He reached down and snatched her up, brushing off her wings and body rather roughly. “We can’t have you looking awful when we sell you,” The man asked oh-so mockingly as he held her rather loosely in his left hand. Kalin frown harshly, she shook her head and had to do something very stupid and dangerous. She concentrated her energy to produce twenty orange colored tiny daggers and launched them at her captor, all of them sheathing themselves into his left hand and up his arm without warning. He flung her from his grasp towards the ground, partly out of rage and out of pain, and she knew that was her chance, Kalin fluttered her wings trying to gain control as she plummeted downward, trying desperately to slow her descent. The mage continued to dance around in pain, cursing. “That’s what happens when you think you’ve won and don’t pay attention!” The Fae quipped loudly with a grin on her face as she landed onto ground. Kalin lifted her hands out before and focused her energy, creating a circle beneath her opponent, who was blinded with rage and fury, cursing and screaming at her, unaware of the circle until it released a hot burning blast of pure orange energy, burning his uncovered flesh till they were red and blistered. The man was clearly riddled with sharp and harsh pain, seemingly unable to utter a spell or move. Kilan quickly took this time to dart away into the woods in the blink of an eye, knowing better than to stay and gloat knowing she could be captured again, or worse. Approved. Off to look at your profile
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 8:34 pm
RPC Name: Reaver
Bloodline being applied for: Reaper
Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: - takes energy from matter
- must use matter to recuperate energy
- stronger & faster than average humans
- can create objects using their gauntlets
- eye color changes based on mood
RP Sample (Be sure to include said strengths and weaknesses in your sample):
Reaver sighed wearily, his black clad chest rising and falling heavily as the young reaper struggled to gain his breath. He heard a loud hissing sound followed by a meaty 'thwack'. The reaper shouted in pain as he felt an arrow embed itself in his thigh. He quickly ducked behind cover to avoid being hit by any more projectiles. Closing his eyes tightly and taking a deep breath, Reaver grasped the arrow with both hands. He counted to three in his head mentally, before yanking the shaft out of his thigh. He cringed in pain, but sighed with relief. He then noticed that his eyelids were growing rather heavy. His eyes were turning a deep gray with weariness, and sleep sounded phenomenal to him. At this point, he realized he was probably poisoned by the arrow. Focusing o his energy, the reaper used the skill known as protection matters. Within moments, the poison was cured from his system.
Looking around, Reaver saw his men dropping left and right. He shuddered mentally as he heard the final screams of many men that he had befriended. The Reaper knew he had to find a way to change the tide of this battle, and quickly. Sighing mentally to himself, he looked about the field to see what he could do in such a short time. Looking to his left, he saw in. The distance a necromancer. He appeared to be the commander of many of the men and undead on the field, and it seemed critical to take him out. His eyes changed from the murky gray to a crimson red as adrenaline pumped through him once more. He used the risen skill, and pumped himself through the air on wings of energy as fast as he could, twisting through the air this way and that to dodge arrows. Occasionally he would use his creation skill to summon a score of spears to rain down upon his enemies, or a B ranked wyvern or two that would attack the ranks of the enemy army. As he neared the necromancer, the necromancer lashed out with boneshards, several of them being infected with bone rot. The reaper created a thick sheet of metal in front of him, blocking him from the bone shards. He was now within striking distance of the necromancer, and he kicked him powerfully in the chest, using all of his forward momentum to send the necromancer flying. As he did this, he began to charge his peacekeeper skill. The necromancer sent a bolt of black necrotic energy straight at Reaver. The young necromancer was prepared however, and unleashed the peacekeeper skill, successfully knocking the bolt off target. He then created a needle of A ranked energy and sent it flying at the necromancer. The necromancer attempted to create a shield of bone in between him and the needle, but the needle was charged too highly and it went straight through the necromancer's shield and into his eyeball, successfully killing him. All of the undead corpses dropped, and the tide of the battle quickly changed. Soon enough, the enemy battalion was fleeing for their lives. Reaver's eyes changed to a bright gold of triumph, nevertheless he realized how much energy he had spent in this battle. The reaper began to use the matter around him to replenish his own energy, sighing with relief as he finished.
((please excuse any spelling errors, it's rather late here and I'm doing this from an iPod so auto correct might accidentally correct me.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 7:46 am
RPC Name: Undecided, but will be my 3rd and final RPC
Bloodline being applied for: Anima
Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: -susceptible to elemental attacks
-core breaks=instakill
- can only use their exodus.
- rapid gain in strength and speed
- gain knowledge through kills
RP Sample (Be sure to include said strengths and weaknesses in your sample):
Slinking on his soft padded black leather boots through the soft, flickering light of the torch lit hallway, the anima saw his first target. It was a simple human guard. While the guard was probably much stronger than the anima, the anima had the element of stealth. As he slinked closer and closer to the man, he felt his exodus wriggling with delight inside it's sheath. Well? what are you waiting for? Kill him, i'm thirsty. His exodus imparted in his mind. He closed the last few steps, before rising from his crouch. He covered the man's mouth from behind with one hand, before quickly unsheathing his weapon in it's dagger form and stabbing the man two quick times in succession in his neck. He felt relieved as the exodus drank the man's soul, and he could feel the man's knowledge seeping into his brain. On top of all this, he felt a slight increase in his strength, as if he had just gained months of going to the gm within two seconds. Well done, brother! the exodus exclaimed delightedly. But that was just a guard, and not the reason we came here at all. The man we need to kill has a rather hefty price on his head. With that, the anima began slinking through the hallways once more. With the knowledge of the guard shifts and where they patrolled granted to him from the kill, he was easily able to make it to the top floor without any problem.
Just as he reached the last corridor he was to walk down, he peeked his head around the corner. Almost immediately after peeking around the corner, he pulled his head back and his eyes widened. Down the corridor was a seer, and he was almost positive he had seen him. While he was rather skilled at sneaking, he had made a blunder and not hidden his energy at all. "I think I saw something. come with me. The seer said to the guard across from him. The anima cursed mentally, wondering how he could get out of this one. He sighed lightly, realizing he was going to have to fight. He crouched low, and awaited for somebody to turn the corner. The regular guard was the unfortunate one to do that. The anima rushhed forwardand stabbed upward with the dagger, stabbing the man straight through his jaw and the tip of the exodus ended up poking out from the top of his skull. He withdrew his weapon and turned to face the seer. No sooner had he turned that he was blasted straight in the chest by a fiery explosion. the anima was sent flying backwards, and he hit the wall with a thud, his exodus clattering across the stones of the corridor as the shock of the blow made him drop it. He looked down at his chest and grimaced. While it wasn't a very powerful elemental attack, it had still caused some third degree burns. But no time to think about that now. He rose to his feet, and sprinted for his weapon. But the seer was no fool, and he knew about anima's and their exodus. He raised a giant chunk of earth from the ground and brought it down upon the dagger, smashing the core. the anima writhed once before falling to the floor, lifeless.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 8:57 am
razieltheprince RPC Name: Undecided, but will be my 3rd and final RPC Bloodline being applied for: Anima Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: -susceptible to elemental attacks -core breaks=instakill - can only use their exodus. - rapid gain in strength and speed - gain knowledge through kills RP Sample (Be sure to include said strengths and weaknesses in your sample): Slinking on his soft padded black leather boots through the soft, flickering light of the torch lit hallway, the anima saw his first target. It was a simple human guard. While the guard was probably much stronger than the anima, the anima had the element of stealth. As he slinked closer and closer to the man, he felt his exodus wriggling with delight inside it's sheath. Well? what are you waiting for? Kill him, i'm thirsty. His exodus imparted in his mind. He closed the last few steps, before rising from his crouch. He covered the man's mouth from behind with one hand, before quickly unsheathing his weapon in it's dagger form and stabbing the man two quick times in succession in his neck. He felt relieved as the exodus drank the man's soul, and he could feel the man's knowledge seeping into his brain. On top of all this, he felt a slight increase in his strength, as if he had just gained months of going to the gm within two seconds. Well done, brother! the exodus exclaimed delightedly. But that was just a guard, and not the reason we came here at all. The man we need to kill has a rather hefty price on his head. With that, the anima began slinking through the hallways once more. With the knowledge of the guard shifts and where they patrolled granted to him from the kill, he was easily able to make it to the top floor without any problem. Just as he reached the last corridor he was to walk down, he peeked his head around the corner. Almost immediately after peeking around the corner, he pulled his head back and his eyes widened. Down the corridor was a seer, and he was almost positive he had seen him. While he was rather skilled at sneaking, he had made a blunder and not hidden his energy at all. "I think I saw something. come with me. The seer said to the guard across from him. The anima cursed mentally, wondering how he could get out of this one. He sighed lightly, realizing he was going to have to fight. He crouched low, and awaited for somebody to turn the corner. The regular guard was the unfortunate one to do that. The anima rushhed forwardand stabbed upward with the dagger, stabbing the man straight through his jaw and the tip of the exodus ended up poking out from the top of his skull. He withdrew his weapon and turned to face the seer. No sooner had he turned that he was blasted straight in the chest by a fiery explosion. the anima was sent flying backwards, and he hit the wall with a thud, his exodus clattering across the stones of the corridor as the shock of the blow made him drop it. He looked down at his chest and grimaced. While it wasn't a very powerful elemental attack, it had still caused some third degree burns. But no time to think about that now. He rose to his feet, and sprinted for his weapon. But the seer was no fool, and he knew about anima's and their exodus. He raised a giant chunk of earth from the ground and brought it down upon the dagger, smashing the core. the anima writhed once before falling to the floor, lifeless. Nicely done Raziel, you are approved for the Anima BL smile Please remain aware of the Bloodline's limitations at all times, but be sure to enjoy kicking some a** ;p
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 10:03 pm
RPC Name: Ron Grant
Bloodline being applied for: Ghoul
Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: They are unhuman, yet human like creature. They can only eat flesh, in which they can regain energy from it also. They are dark type of people. When their energy get low enough so will their strength and speed.
RP Sample:
It's been days since he had his last meal. This desert is nothing but a barren waist land! Nothing but pile of sand and cactus. How could any wiled animal live in here is beyond him. As he climbed up one of the sandy hill, he notice one of them at the as he made a quickly look around of his surrounding. It was a hawk, and by the looks of things, he's having hims self a dead snake meal. "O, boy o boy, don't you look yummy." He spots his pray that will be meal for today. The only problem is that this one is a bird and it's harder to catch one then it would on a rabbit. He only option is kill it from far where he hasn't been notice yet. Curling his fingers to a fist, he extended his arm pointing where the hawk is at. The energy gathering inside him then quickly shot out of his fist and shot right at the bird in arrow like speed in a blast. "Yes! Got him! Now-..." His praise for catch of the day been cut off as he felt his body suddenly been weaken so much that he collapsed, rolling down the sandy hill to the bottom. He didn't realized from the many use of his energy before wile travailing in the desert that he was almost empty. It was hard to beleave that the weakest skill he used was enough to put him in this weakest state. "Damn~.... Come one... food is over there..." He build up the rest of the strength he had left to crawl over to the corps. There's not enough stamina for him to even stand up and walk over there. He could only dig his fingers in the sand and dragged his body tours the only food for miles. "Closer... Almost there..." The dead bird was within reach, with out hesitation he grabbed the broken peaced up bird and bring it up to his face. He dig his teeth into it's open flesh, have no table many as his hunger is about to take his life. Even eating the bits of feather and sand where inside of any flesh the thing has which he greedily gulped down in his mouth. He is so happy that he was able to taste of flesh and blood in his mouth so warm and juicy, he even go ahead and eat the rest of the snake that the hawk haven't finished. Eaten to all the mussels down to the bone (even the brain), he regain just enough to stand back up, licking the last bit of juices between his fingers.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 3:28 pm
RPC Name: Jasper Cintere
Bloodline being applied for: Draconian
Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: Able to turn into a dragon, breath fire regardless of element.
The Draconians are attracted to gems and will do whatever they can to obtain it. They are slow.
RP Sample:
Jasper chuckled, looking towards the towering defenses of the main city of the humans. The city was well defended, manned by trained soldiers who were honed beyond belief. They couldn't be a surviving nation, bombarded by strange beasts if they weren't. Of course, Jasper wasn't human himself. He was a draconian, possessing their enormous strength, as well as the ability to transform into a full dragon. He wouldn't need that now though, if he planned to take over, he would need to seem human. That was hard in itself, because his appearance was menacing, and seemed to leek that of a paladin. It was too bad that he was a mage.
"Now let's see... what should I do first." He whispered to himself, a large, devious grin set upon his face. His hands reached up the his gloves, and he stepped out of his boots. Under them were vicious talons, and claws that could easily rip through stone. With his grin still set in place he worked his way stealthily to the wall, as it was night, and began to dig away at the ground. Several feet down he began to move forward. His claws met with stone set beneath the earth, and easily dug through it. Once it was gone he moved back up, coming out on the other side of the wall. With a satisfied look, he retrieved his gloves and boots, putting them back on to cover his bestial appendages.
Jasper's cloak flew off at that moment, revealing a large pair of sleek black wings. Immediately he hopped up off the ground, flapping his wings to provide lift and speed. At the altitude of the wall he blew down the soldiers patrolling it, turning to one of the watch towers placed on top of it. His mouth opened wider than it should, fire gathering in the back of his throat. All at once it spewed from his mouth, covering the tower in thick layers of searing hot flames that seemed to melt the stone. With a maniacal laugh, and a pleased feeling, he flew out into the dark skies, easily avoiding the lights that flared up with the alarm. This nation would yet be his, and when it was, it was going to be an empire.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:29 pm
Hiroically Tragic RPC Name: Jasper Cintere Bloodline being applied for: Draconian Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: Able to turn into a dragon, breath fire regardless of element. The Draconians are attracted to gems and will do whatever they can to obtain it. They are slow. RP Sample: Jasper chuckled, looking towards the towering defenses of the main city of the humans. The city was well defended, manned by trained soldiers who were honed beyond belief. They couldn't be a surviving nation, bombarded by strange beasts if they weren't. Of course, Jasper wasn't human himself. He was a draconian, possessing their enormous strength, as well as the ability to transform into a full dragon. He wouldn't need that now though, if he planned to take over, he would need to seem human. That was hard in itself, because his appearance was menacing, and seemed to leek that of a paladin. It was too bad that he was a mage. "Now let's see... what should I do first." He whispered to himself, a large, devious grin set upon his face. His hands reached up the his gloves, and he stepped out of his boots. Under them were vicious talons, and claws that could easily rip through stone. With his grin still set in place he worked his way stealthily to the wall, as it was night, and began to dig away at the ground. Several feet down he began to move forward. His claws met with stone set beneath the earth, and easily dug through it. Once it was gone he moved back up, coming out on the other side of the wall. With a satisfied look, he retrieved his gloves and boots, putting them back on to cover his bestial appendages. Jasper's cloak flew off at that moment, revealing a large pair of sleek black wings. Immediately he hopped up off the ground, flapping his wings to provide lift and speed. At the altitude of the wall he blew down the soldiers patrolling it, turning to one of the watch towers placed on top of it. His mouth opened wider than it should, fire gathering in the back of his throat. All at once it spewed from his mouth, covering the tower in thick layers of searing hot flames that seemed to melt the stone. With a maniacal laugh, and a pleased feeling, he flew out into the dark skies, easily avoiding the lights that flared up with the alarm. This nation would yet be his, and when it was, it was going to be an empire. Approved. If you're willing to do the extra training, we can make this an IC change and I can show off something cool.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 2:07 pm
RPC Name: Xue Lang
Bloodline being applied for: Anima
Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline:
He has a more sensitive approach to fighting, meaning he will love to get involved in fights that don't concern him. His lust for fighting, gives him a disadvantage against magic users, because he knows how to fight hand to hand or sword to sword, or things like that. Also since he only has the Exodus weapon well there will be some fighting styles he won't understand, mostly long weapons like spears and such. And in a gun fight he won't last long.
Xue's experience in battle, gives him a 1 in 5 chance to release a raging flurry of attacks (that will have a cost of energy as soon as I learn how to manage the energy) and greatly increase his fighting abilities as well as his blood lust. Being weak to magic and light because of his class as a Dark Avenger, Xiu is most likely to flee from a battle with a Cleric or Paladin. His mastery of shadows and natural born speed mastery make him a deadly assassin within shadowed areas. Mostly he will linger in dark areas and away from light.
RP Sample:
It had been days since Xue had heard the call of the darkness, he soon wondered if it was nothing more then a simple dream. There has been little to satisfy his battle craving and he was beginning to wonder if there would ever be anything that would. Then he felt a cold wind brush through his ear and he heard the whisper once more. "Kill the soldier" Xue wondered where the voice came from and why it said that. Also what soldier? He looked out into the road and saw a soldier approaching with a child on his shoulder. Xue knew better then to question the voice, so he hid in the shadows and waited for him to come closer. As the soldier walked closer and closer Xue's grip got tighter on his sword and then he moved. Jumping from bush to tree and then to another tree. The soldier was aware and paranoid. But the child was asleep. He pulled out his sword and shouted to the trees. "Come on out!! I know someone's here!" But Xue kept jumping from tree to tree. Like a wild cat he pounced around the trees waiting for the soldier to make a mistake.
The soldier turned to a side and then Xue jumped out and slashed him at his knee and then disappeared into the trees again. The soldier turned in pain and then another slash to the back of his leg. The soldier was getting tired of this. He shined a light created from heavenly crystals. Xue got caught in the light and was blinded. He made a hissing sound and jumped higher into the trees, and away from the light. The soldier grew confident and slowly kept moving, always keeping the light at hand to keep Xue away. Xue stood watching as he heard the voice once more. Your master isn't pleased. Kill him before he leaves the forest. Xue's time was running short so he knew he had to do something. He swung his sword at the soldier to hit the crystal and it shattered. Releasing the light and leaving the soldier to depend on a torch.
The soldier thought to grab the sword to leave Xue unarmed but he failed as he saw Xue standing in front of him. His dark aura darkening the light of the torch as his pale white eyes shined at its reflection. The soldier cowered and dropped the torch as he stared death in the face. "Who . . . who are you?" Xue picked up his sword, stepped forward to the man and gently placed a hand on his face as he looked into his eyes. And uttered the single word. "Death" He jammed his sword through the chest of the man and sucked his soul through his eyes. Understanding finally why the voice wanted him dead. As the soldier fell to the ground, the child woke and cried as he was slightly bruised. He pushed the soldier back and forth wanting him to wake up but wasn't he saw the dark man in front of him and whimpered. But Xiu claimed his weapon and walked away. "Live today child. Tomorrow you're next"
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 5:09 pm
Rahkshi Remnant RPC Name: Xue Lang Bloodline being applied for: Anima Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: He has a more sensitive approach to fighting, meaning he will love to get involved in fights that don't concern him. His lust for fighting, gives him a disadvantage against magic users, because he knows how to fight hand to hand or sword to sword, or things like that. Also since he only has the Exodus weapon well there will be some fighting styles he won't understand, mostly long weapons like spears and such. And in a gun fight he won't last long. Xue's experience in battle, gives him a 1 in 5 chance to release a raging flurry of attacks (that will have a cost of energy as soon as I learn how to manage the energy) and greatly increase his fighting abilities as well as his blood lust. Being weak to magic and light because of his class as a Dark Avenger, Xiu is most likely to flee from a battle with a Cleric or Paladin. His mastery of shadows and natural born speed mastery make him a deadly assassin within shadowed areas. Mostly he will linger in dark areas and away from light. Your strengths and weaknesses need to be able the actual bloodline you are applying for, not any future customs you will be working on or the needed submission for being a Dark Avenger (as per creator's request).
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 5:42 pm
Actually, I believe I still hold the last spot for the anima bloodline. My character would already have been made by now, but i've been waiting for Ferregar to give me a final review on my custom class as he said he would to go with the character I want to create.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 9:07 pm
razieltheprince Actually, I believe I still hold the last spot for the anima bloodline. My character would already have been made by now, but i've been waiting for Ferregar to give me a final review on my custom class as he said he would to go with the character I want to create. Sorry. He's failed to update the bloodline (again) so it seemed like you had gave up that spot. @Rahkshi: sorry but cap is reached on Anima. Denied.
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