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SovietSnowball
Crew

PostPosted: Thu Nov 24, 2005 8:19 am


RP:... And the Dead will walk the Earth
Name: Eric McCracken
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 185lb
Hair: Short reddish brown
Eyes: Soft blue, green hue
Appearance: Muscular build, unshaven and rugged complexion. Jeans, white T-shirt and steel toed boots.

Equipment: 12 gauge shotgun and a fire axe, thirty shells in a small box. A large survival knife, a lighter, a pack of chewing gum and several bags of beef jerky.

Bio: Eric worked at the Wal-Mart for several years before the outbreak, loading and unloading trucks. When the dead began banging on the doors, him and the other employees raided the hunting department and fought them off. After boarding up the store, they sat in for a long wait. After several weeks and no word of rescue, several of the customers who had taken refuge in the store thought they would take on the hordes, ripping down the barricades and running head long to their doom.
Again, the survivors fought for their lives, taking what little supplies they could and heading for the trucks. Eric was one of the few that made it out alive.
The outbreak hit Eric hard when he saw most of his co-workers eaten alive by the brainless freaks and knowing that most if not all of his family is dead. He generally deals with this by killing the zombies when ever he can, or by bottling all of his feelings up.
PostPosted: Thu Nov 24, 2005 10:20 am


RP: ...And the dead will walk the earth
Name: Bill Carradine
Age: 53
Sex: male
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 168
Hair: grey, combed back, goes down to neck
Eyes: A dulled green
Appearance: Wearing his old musty army trenchcoat and fatigues underneath, he has managed to keep a well rounded physique into his older years, he was a bushy gray moustache anda slouching form, graivty and old age starting to get the better of him.
Equipment: Colt .45 (2 24 shell boxes of ammo), caneblade (cane with a concealed blade), long kitchen knife, pack of cigarettes, binoculars, box of army rations, basic med. kit (painkillers, bandages, clips, gauze tape)
Bio: A War veteran and an olympic swimmer in his younger years, he's so far been forced to kill his daughter and grandchildren, infected with the disease.
He already is deeply burdened with the weight of killing his fellow man, and he's slowly crippling to mental instabilities, depression, and emotional baggage.

Gourou Bandai
Captain


Silver_tigress18
Crew

Celestial Snowflake

PostPosted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 11:26 am


RP: medival fantasy

Name: chehero (always with this one
age: 17ish
Species: fox demon
eye color: deep sea green. one silver
Hair color.: pink .
power: fox fire...
weapon: none but her claws.
allignment.: none
personality: most of the time she is a loner and doesn't mind to have people around though she knows better when it comes to random people and demons she can't trust any of them.
apearance: just add the ears and tail...

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PostPosted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 10:59 am


Rp: Xaivor's School for Gifted Youngsters
Name: Katlyn Jackson
Alias: Steelmind
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Power: Telepathy and telekinesis, and a weaker version of Colossus's power. It does not last as long and is harder for her to maintain. She does not know about it.
Training: She has taken martial arts and is a 1st degree brown belt
Appearance: She stands pretty tall, is about 6 feet tall. She is also lithe, and is pretty strong. She wears her black hair short, and his bright blue eyes.
Whose Side Are You On: Professor X
First Post, Should Include a Background Story
Katlyn just learned about her powers recently, since they never manifested until recently. She never thought that she would be like any of the mutants that kept poping, but fate had a different choice in her life. She first found out about Telepathy when she "heard" one of her friends "speaking" to her. It was some very hurtful words. She confronted her friend and her friend turned on her, calling her a mutant. Katlyn then "heard" other people, and never thought that she was reading their surface thoughts.

One day, she "overheard" her parents talking and got upset at what they were thinking. She started to cut herself off from her family. When her mother came to talk to her about it, she threw her pillows are her mom, with her mind. That is when her parents called Xavier's School for the Gifted. Katlyn didn't want to go, but was forced anyways. She just wanted to be a normal girl.

Katlyn sat in the back of the cab, trying to ignore the cab drivers thoughts. Nasty, vile thoughts, and very strong ones too. Soon, but not soon enough, they arrived infront of the lonely looking school. God, what a miserable looking place. And why does he have to keep thinking those things! She walks towards the School and opens the door. She was told to walk straight in. "Hello? Is anyone here?"

Jalil Isarde


Jalil Isarde

PostPosted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 11:02 am


Rp: Ashen Blade
Name: Katlyn Methian
Age: 26
Race: Nazuren
Gender: Female
Weapons: A rapier
Secondary Weapons: twin daggers, which can be thrown.
Powers: Telepathy and Telekinesis like the rest of her race. Katlyn specializes in "suggestive" Telepathy as well as mind reading. She can only read the surface thoughts from a distance, but can go deeper by touching a person. She can send words to person, but the closer they get, they also get images. Katlyn Telekinesis is rather weak, but it is still useful to be able to move small objects around.
Alignment: Neutral
Appearance: Tall and lithe, Katlyn has kept herself fit. She has waist length blond hair; that she keeps in a single braid most of the time. Her bangs often hang in front of her blue eyes. Her eyes are soft and kind. Katlyn wears a large green cloak most of the time. She wears black under the cloak, and it has a trim slimier to assassin clothing. She carries her rapier on her side and her two daggers in wrist sheaths. She keeps her hood up and her hair is set up to cover her ears.
Biography: Katlyn doesn�t know her parents. She grew up in �The White City�. While Katlyn never knew of her powers till she was a teen, she lived with her new parents. She eventually found out about her powers when she started to hear voices in her head. While no one in Anier could train her, Katlyn trained herself. She found out that while in someone�s mind, she could influence them to a certain task or feeling. During school, she was a terror because of that.
As Katlyn grew up, the government of Anier realized that having a mind reader would be useful. She was recruited and found herself a job as a Envoy guard. Since she could tell what the envoys where thinking or what the people approaching the envoys, she was perfect. She was guarding an envoy on his way out when the most recent attacks came, now she is wandering, looking for someplace to replace as home.
PostPosted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 4:37 pm


RP:Assassin of the darkened day
Name: Eva; ~E-vuh~
Race: Moon Elf
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Age: 342
Gender: Female
Powers: Pyromancy, vivomancy, and aeromancy.
Assassin/Empire Citizen/Empire Official/Guild member ((name empire)): Assassin
Biography: A moon elf with a disturbing love for the sight of blood, Eva is the opposite of Ru'ni. A Master Sword Maker forged her two blades; who in an effort to stop Eva and Ru'ni from battling each other for millennia made their two sets of blades partners. In this action he made it impossible for them to cross weapons. Complete opposites in most ways, yet so alike in others they clash rather easily. Eva has a lust for blood and is a cold character. She can be very sardonic and cruel, and enjoys being an assassin to a disturbing limit.
Weapons: Two long swords, encrusted with blue gems that stop Eva from crossing blades with Ru'ni. A pair of moon blades, and several assorted blood daggers hidden in sleeves attached to her clothing.
Other: Eyes are pitch-black pools, like a solid pupil almost. Rather eerie altogether, and tend to drive people insane due to the fact that her emotions can't be sensed through them. Eva keeps them covered in bandages, and can easily see through the wrappings, so they bother her naught.
Eva's Dragon:
Thor'nare: (Thor-nair)
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Picture drawn and colored by �rsula Dorada from elfwood.com

pnk-bunny-hntr


Jan_Tanner

PostPosted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 5:38 pm


~*~Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters~*~

Name: Tren Soul
Alias: Chaos
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Power: 'Power overwhelming' is a good discripiton of it, it looks to be white fire sometimes or white aura other times. His mutant power is that he has a unique enegry which he can create, adapt and shape to his will. It's ininfately versitle and powerful which makes him extremly dangrous and chaotic. The only problem is that he has very little control over his powers when he's useing it. If he were to fight someone then about a two mins into the fight he would have to start focousing his power or lose control of it. When that happens he starts to bleed off enegry at an alarming speed. He goes form immesureably powerful to bearly even able to stand. Thats why he's going to Xavier's school so he can learn control.
((Yes he's a bit god-moddy but I want to try and contol that as a RP challenge to me))
*Training: He knows how to use his basic powers and he also knows what happens when he uses them too much as well...
Appearance: http://www.deviantart.com/view/21200058/ He also has a black hooded sweater which has ARMY printed on the front.
Whose Side Are You On: Professor X

First Post, Should Include A Background Story: Tren looked out the window of the train sadly, he missed his friends at his old town and really dispised his parenst for sending him to a private school. 'They said it was for my own good... but all they cared about was keeping my dirty little secret a secret' Sighing he sat up stright and cupped his hands out in front of himself he felt his enegry flow throught him and slowly a few wisps of enegry came up from his hand and form into a small white ball above them. Tren smile and watched as it slowly glowed and pulsed with life. Suddenly it started to grow in his hands, becomeing bigger and puleing stronger as the light became brighter. Tren's eyes widend and he felt his heart clench as the sphere continued to grow and become brighter. Eventually it was bigger then his head and the light was blinding him as his hands shook under the force of it. Suddenly Tren looked right into it with a fericeness in his eyes and he cupped his hands again and started to force the ball to stop it's growth. He was sweating as the ball became smaller and smaller until it was it's original size, then slowly dissipering. When it finally dissipreard Tren fell back into his seat with a tump as he cought his breath slowly. "Ok... *pant* that was... *pant* a bit too close...*pant pant*" He was glad the compartment was empty as none of this was seen by the other passengers. He sighed with relief as the annoucer over the mike told him that this was his stop.
PostPosted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:15 am


RP: Any one that applies
Name: Aronoth
Age: 22
Race: Human, unless specified otherwise
Class: Magic Archer
Gender: Male
Weapons: His weapon is his Enchant Gloves (Crimson Red Gloves that have an image of a lightning bold increstred on the back of the right glove and a flame incrested on the back of the left), which allows him to create his Bow of the Elements whenever he needs too. This bow, which resembles a curved lightning bolt, is made of pure energy. He can also create the arrows for this bow out of pure energy, and the arrows can have different magical properties attached to them (ie: fire arrows, lightning arrows, light arrows). Finally, there is an amulet strung arround his neck which he can use in his most powerful attack, Power of the Elements.
Powers: Create/use the Bow and Arrows of the Element, fire basic magic projectiles (ie: fireballs), Power of the Elements (My strongest ability, it depries from my Element Gloves and Element Amulet. I put my hands arorund the amulet, and from the amulet a grand beam extends and does massive non-elemental damage.), Breeze Teleport (allows me to turn into air. This means I can travel long distances very quickly and undetected, much like teleporting)
Allignment: Depends on the specific rp.
Appearence: Tall, but young looking. Very vibrant looking, bright and light skin. Blond, short, wild hair. Wears a crimson red, billowing cloak with a midnight blue lightning bolt on the back. Wears an amulet, incrested with 4 unknown stones, colored red, blue, green, and yellow. His eyes change color depending on his mood.
Biography: I'll fill this in later.

flashstorm


SovietSnowball
Crew

PostPosted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 9:11 pm


RP: Ashen Blade
Name: Amber Mercadis
Race: Valtera
Sex: Female
Age: 25
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 140 lb
Eyes: Fiery auburn
Hair: Very long, billowing amber waves, practically touching the ground.
Appearance: Amber is rather short and slender, matched with soft pink skin and fair features. She makes sure to incorporate her hair into her dress, typically braiding colorful decorations and rhinestones into it, making for a sparkling coat around her. Her dress within her hair is usually extravagant, focusing mostly on light bluish colors and light fabric. It is very impractical, yet she finds it easy to shift with her if the need presents itself.
Powers: Valtera can shift their forms effortlessly to those that they remember. Amber is no exception. She has developed this so that she is adept at morphing particular parts of her body, as well as the whole. Useful for hearing something with the ears of a bat and excluding the size and wings. Unfortunately, despite her natural formation of claws or other weaponry, Amber is not accustomed to fighting. If and when she does, it would be purely out of instinct and necessity, which is practically never. She could hold her own, but not that well, and not that long.
Amber's true prowess shines when she is in the courts. She has a sharp wit and a sharper tongue, perfect for any diplomatic situation she would find her self in.
Alignment: Lawful Good
Biography: Amber was born to a lord in the city of Meradea, removing her from the struggles of normal life and placing her in an ivory tower. Still, pain and struggle is a part of life that cannot be avoided.
Amber never truly knew her father, as he was typically occupied with governing and the like, as was her mother. For the most part, she was raised by royal servants until she was of age to be bartered off as a wife in an alliance.
Fearing the fate, Amber made sure to become far more valuable one way or another, and eventually proved her worth by talking and reasoning her parents out of the arranged marriage.
Understandably, she was then selected to be the official emissary of Meradea.
Amber was sent to threaten Loravia that if they invade Anier, then they would face the wrath of Keirdon. Her efforts turned futile and she is now simply just another noble attempting to flee the doomed city, unaware that her father recently died, leaving the throne of Keirdon all to her, if she were to make it back alive.
PostPosted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:22 am


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Zigren


lastemoon

PostPosted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 5:43 am


RP: Any
Name: Adele Valra
Age: Roughly 18 years
Race: Valkrie (1st daughter of the emporer)
Gender: Female
Height: roughly 5' 7''
Weight: ???
Eyes: Emerald green
Class: none, she's an all around warrior. mostly mage.
Weapons: None. She is accompanied by an orb called Kahath which can produce weapons from it's bodies when she needs them. She prefers bows or swords.
Appearance: User Image
Alliance: Neutral Good
Bio: Seeking freedom from her family's throne, she ran away from her home. She left behind her younger sister to take her place. She travels lands seeking the meaning of her existance. Adele knows, however, she will one day have to return to her homeland.


Yea... um this is acutally a charrie from a story that i'm trying to write.. so yea. ^_^
PostPosted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 10:11 pm


RP: Rebuilding the promised land. The Legends

Name: Kain
Age: unknown
Race: Human/demon/unkonown

Gender: male

Weapons: Weapon of choice: Blade of the promised land(Stolen by Kain from the Promised land "Heaven" before it was destroyed. It is believed to be the last one in existance.

Powers: Pyrokinesis (the ability to control fire by use of your mind)

Allignment: He has neither good nor evil intentions nor is he neutral, His reasons for creating the team is unknown

Biography:Little is unknown about Kain except that he wants to destroy this evil overlord. He is believed to be a 500 year old decendant of the ruler of "Heaven". But, this is only a rumor. He leads the team of rouge assassins to kill the Evil overlord.

Pyrokinetic_discharge


Marksman in the Chaos

PostPosted: Fri Jan 27, 2006 12:53 pm


RP: Ashen blade
Name: Azurin "Archer" Firin
Age: 21
Race: Azerian
Gender: male
Weapons: He has a large broadsword as tall as he is on his back, named Eleazor. It has a large spherical Crystal in the hilt. The sword is alive, and communicates with via Telekinetic waves. He also has a bow with a similar crystal in the middle of it(He puts arrows through it to shoot them) though this weapon is not alive, it seems to have a will of its own, hitting only targets it sees fit to hit. On either end of the thick, but slender whitewood bow are blades for close combat. The Bows name is Nazar. The arrows shot from this bow are simple arrows made from white wood and steel
Secondary Weapons: a hunting knife, and a bag of small rocks with a sling
Powers: Controls water, as his father and mother did.
Allignment: Good
Appearence: Tall, but narrow, you would never guess how many monsters he has killed. He wears heavy clothing that covers all of him, and a blue scarf that covers the bottom part of his face. He has pale skin and his ears are pointed and except for his eyes and head, are the only parts of his anatomy exposed. He has blonde hair that is long, fine, but shaggy that is almost white. He has deep blue eyes, and a pair of rectangular glasses that make him look intelligent
Biography: He was raised in a good home, until His homeland was conquered. As a child he had to flee the advancing armies, and learn to fight. He was given two ancient weopons from his parents as they lay dying(sp) in his own house. He has helped any rebellion he could, and now looks for the downfall of the emperor.
PostPosted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:46 pm


RP: Ashen blade

Name: Zeo

Age: 17

Race: celtarian full blooded shadow demon

Gender: male

Weapons: Tenchi no kage: Seriph of shadows. A blackened, thin, six foot long blade that feeds off the malice of others, and strenghtens the holder with these very emotions

Secondary Weapons: on his right arm is a pure black guantlet with jagged edges around the finger tips of the guantlet. this guantlet keeps the sword held tightly so it makes it hard to knock the blade away from his grip. around the forearm of the guantlet, giant metal pipes which are actually spikes that eject into the skin in case Zeo's arm goes out of control from an over amount of strength. Another weapon are his wings. the tear out of his skin, and the long boney ends are sharp enough to pierce through skin and bone.

Powers: manipulates shadow to take form any kind of shape, and uses it mainly for offensive purposes. Also has the ability to take the very negative emotions that erupt inside his body, and form it into a powerful energy attack. It's a crimson glow that can only be sent out of his body from two areas. The center of his chest and his guantlet on his arms. only with his right arm though can he combine the manipulation of his shadows and the crimson energy, into a more dark violet energy that can bend at Zeo's will.

Allignment: nuetral yet leans more to the evil side

Appearance: A tall, slim man with a well defined, pale body. His eyes are a crimson red, and his face, young and smooth as it was the day he died. His clothes consist of a strange demonic scarf, and a robe that covers his entire body except his feet and his right arm. under the robe reveals the scars from his death along his stomach and his arm, and on his shoulder blades that have scars from his wings when they tear out his skin when he uses them. His pants are leathery covered in belts and buckles which hold rusted kunais, and poisoned daggers .The leather is ripped and torn at the end of the pant leg, torn from age just like the robe around his body, and he wears no shoes. Although his feet are left unprotected by any clothing, his skin is rough enough to take on any terrain, and without any weight on his feet, he can move quicker, and keep his large blade at a quicker pace

Biography: a man filled with lust for malice and torture ever since he died
He has given up his weak emotions for more strength, and now only sees life through negative eyes. Ever since he died alongside his comrades, he knew he couldn't let himself become weak again.

Zeo-ShadowDemon

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