Welcome to Gaia! ::

(This part will really confuse the Cheese Guild, I'm not the best storywriter, so most of it is a collection of what i've done on a couple of different messgae boards, compressed into a roleplaying situation, with gaian events being edited to fit in)
Zack Yourinolte was raised in a rich family but was orphaned at the age of 13 due to the death of his family during the escalating wars at the time.
Having been froced to set out on his own, he traveled the world observing and learning about the wars past and present.

During his escape from a band of thieves, a wierd thing happened. While browsing through a library in a town, an earthquake struck and knocked many of the books off the shelf. In an improbably situation, one book fell and knocked him unconcious, and unbeknowst to Zack, hit the ground and opened, sucking him into a portal.

The portal ended up dumping him in a place called LTUopolis. Confused and startled, Zack felt very uncomfortable in the rowdy city. By happenstance, he overheard a conversation mentioning the more peaceful continent to the north. On this new continent, Zack found a smaller city, and eventually joined a group called the RPG Elite, which after being scattered after a major conflict, was being reborn. Gradually Zack made friends within the RPG Elite, and soon was confident to go back to investigate the place the portal took him to.

Taking a special job from the leader, Zack traveled once more to the LTU continent. After a long search of LTUopolis, he found nothing of the portal which brought him to this world. But in order to carry out his assigned job, Zack needed to have the protection of one of the 3 powerholding factions that seemed to have complete control over the continent. Eventually deciding to join the LZA, he carried out his job and headed back north.

On the way back to the RPGE headquarters, Zack happened upon an arena that was looking for a fighter to promote it's opening. Sending word to the RPGE, he stayed and fought battles for training and for money, sleeping in one of the rooms made for fighters staying overnight.

After more than 1 1/2 years since the incident happened, and about 8 months since he came to the arena, Zack left. The Arena at which he had stayed at for most of his time in the area had been closed for renovations, and he was forced to leave, however, not without payment for his services. Before leaving, the manager gave him a strange knife. The knife was incredibly dull for some reason and for conventional combat, useless. Zack made a point of it to find the purpose of the knife. Now it was time to go back and help the RPGE again.

But now, being the fickle person he is, Zack once more began to travel, and happened upon a large metropolis, known simply as Gaia. It was rough going in the beginning, having to make a life there out of nothing, but a fateful encounter would change all that.

One day, Zack was out roaming around looking for a good place to eat. He, being very fond of cheese, looked for a place that served dishes with plenty of cheese. Lo and behold, one was found, and on a bulletin board he saw a poster advertising an odd guild dedicated to cheese. The requirements at the time were to write an explanation on why one would want to join. Turned out, Zack ended up writing too much, but also became an instant hit within his newfound family. After what has seemed like almost a year, but really half of one, he has finally found that a few members, including the leader herself, liked to battle. A challenge has been called, and he is called to the challenge.
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Appearance: 5'8", 179 lbs.
Blue eyes
Dark brown hair
Not a very mucular build, but after training has built up strength
Skin is usually tan due to constant exposure.

Character Traits: Intelligent, kind, loyal, may be mischevious at times but well-meaning, a good friend to many. He may brag to others about his intellegence and seem very arrogant at times, but there is something bringing him down on the inside, an image that will haunt him for as long as he lives.

Weapons:

Katana: Pretty much the only weapon Zack uses. He instead likes to channel his spirit energy through the sword while in a battle. Un-named because Zack didn't know the katana's name in the first place, and hasn't thought of naming it.

Knife: A mysterious knife that Zack has set out to find it's use and origin. The blade is very dull, and cannot even penetrate human skin.

Skills and Abilities: Zack, by himself, is quite agile, but not exactly speedy. His battle specialties include the power to manipulate his surroundings, through use of special magic, conveyed through his katana, and also, cutting the very fabric of space-time, to transport objects, most often his MT Armor (described below) but also, it can be used to launch an attack from further away, on an unsuspecting opponent.

Vehicles: Zack prefers to walk, or use public transportation, but he also has a vehicle for battle. His vehicle is a mammoth sized machine, that looks roughly like a tank, except it has legs to move the thing and arms pointing out from the front. On it's left side, painted in bold red letters are the words "All Your Base Are Belong to Us", The word 'us' being crossed out and the word 'Kupo' painted right above it. On the right side the model of the machine, painted in small bold black lettering is "Magitek Armor: Model 14INV."

It's weapons include 45mm machine guns that fire at a rate of 900 rpm, elemental lasers and arm drills. It has the capability to use it's jet boosters to lift itself into the air for a limited amount of time. Also, a unique feature is the Armor's ability to amplifity Zack's sprit and magic, utilizing the weapons systems to unleash spells.

It's features include windshield wipers, A/C, AM/FM radio with cassette player (Zack plans on getting a CD player, but cassettes were quite cheap and easy to buy at the time), power front hatch, several useful radar thingys, a Mini-fridge, and front and rear lights.

One peculiar thing about the MT armor is it's power source. It has very little wiring and is not run from a main engine. Instead, the Armor is powered by the Sprit Energy emitted by it's controller. The stronger the emination, the longer it runs.

Not at the moment, but it will stay here.

Character Bio

Name: Izzy Agumon
Race: Human
Age: 26
Weapon/s: My fists count as my primary weapon. Using the chi I can make my fists emit an aura of rocks, blue flame, or healing.
Magic: Chi, as listed above.
Description: Exactly like my namesake Koushiro Izumi, Izzy from Digimon.
History: Brief version:
As a young boy, Izzy was left behind by his parents, and found by a Monk, who adopted him into the monestary of the Cheese God. Day after day, Izzy would train his powers, developing new ways of fighting. As a teenager, though, the Evil anti-cheese demon Xtorxax, in an act of pure hatred, crushed the monestary in one unholy blow.
Everyone in the monestary died that night, exept for Izzy. Traveling the digital woods, he arrived at a camp of monsters, called Digimons. They aided the depressed Izzy, taught him the trance techniques used to evoke power into his fists. This power was then wasted on years of drinking and raves, and Izzy lost his way. No longer paying attention to his true powers, they began to atrophe.
Alas, several years passed and Izzy found a man named Dean. Dean the Adequate, a prestigous man, keeper of prophetic cheese tablets of ancient times. Dean took pity on Izzy, and welcomed him to the Cheese Guild. A flow of positivity entered Izzy's body as he passed through the doorway the first time. A group of fellow cheese enthusiasts? This must be a dream. The friendly folk of the Cheese Guild welcomed Izzy, spent many nights pouring out blatherous conversation, and showing Izzy the truth behind the Power of Cheese.
The call of the monestary still echoed in the back of Izzy's mind, like Obi-Wan's voice calling Luke Skywalker to go to Degobah. Izzy packed up his things, wished the Guild a hardy farewell, and left for Tibet, a preserve of Cheesey Spirituality and Life. After trials and battles, days and weeks passed, then months. One full year etched by, and Izzy found himself a Master of the Art of Pepper Jack Style fighting. He wished to return to the Cheese Guild, a new man, and bring a shining orange luster back upon his friends. And then, Izzy signed up for the fights.
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