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 Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 12:51 pm
Name: Annu Kiria
Age: 16
Race: white
Apperence: Dark and lonely with many scars from previous battles
- usually with wrapped knuckles and feet
- eyes- grey
- hair- long and black w/ dark bloodstained red bandana
Weapons broadswords (2) with the metal carved to look like fire
and short daggar (1)
Armor : nothing exept my clothes (explains the scars)
Fighting style : broadswords with fire streaming from the ends when used
Special abilities : fire and fire phenoix (see bottom)
Other info/ backround: guitar player and singer, a little anti-social, orphaned at birth, and becoming a fire spirit dragon from a mystic amulet granted to her from the heavens
Fire Phenoix - When she is seriously injured or angry a Phenoix of Flames energes and is controled by she. She obtains huge wings and claws of fire, and her eyes turn red with hatred. Though through a hard life, this form has only been seen a few times.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 4:58 pm
Name: Lyanel of Boktor
Race: Elf
Age: 8942
Appearence:
Fighting Style: Ancient fighting, taught and learned only by the Wood Elves of Boktor.
Weapons: One large Katana with ancient writings marked onto the pure silver blade. Passed down through his family for generations. Also, a great longbow, like most of his kind.
Special Abilities: If allowed to concentrate, he is able to use a high amount of the magical energy he pulls from the earth itself to show himself what will happen in the near future, if it may effect him or the ones he cares about. He chooses only to use this in battle, as he prefers not to know what will happen before they do occur in normal matters.
He is able, like most elves from his land, to see far distances and hear even the quietest of sounds. Also, because of the inheritance from his mother, a drow, his eyes are able to see perfectly within the darkest placed of the earth.
Bio: Growing was not difficult for Lyanel at all. He lived with his parents - His father, a Wood Elf named Illidan, and his mother, a Drow named Licronia. His parents taught him everything he now knows, although, during his travels, he obviously learned more.
His parents passed at their due time, but not before training him well in the arts of fighting and weaponry.
Three thousand years passed, his scars from battle great, when he met with a childhood friend of his. Her named was Lady Amara, and she looked as dazzling as she did all those years ago. The spent a few years together, smiling and laughing under the sun, before Lyanel made her a proposal of marriage, giving the reason behind it to rebuild their once great population of Boktor... but, she knew as well as he, that he loved her very much.
It was a day before hte marriage was to take place, when both Amara and Lyanel were called to aid in two different wars on two different world planes. In sorrow, they parted, not to see each other again... untill now.
Four months ago, he bumped into her. It took him a while to put a finger on how he knew the woman, as her surgery made her looks very different. She approached him and asked politely why he was staring at her, when, in that moment, it became clear to both of them, the fire between them instantly reborn.
After that moment, the spent little time apart, except for the small time she chose to spend in her current home. It took about three months for him to get the courage to ask her to marry him again, and they did.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 11:48 am
Name: Takara Shiro
Race: Human
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearence: Takara stands at an unimpressive 5'6'' weighing only around 138lbs. He has some very slight muscle mass most of it in his legs and arms some in his chest but not an impressive amount by any means. His eyes are a dazzling blue sure to capture anyone's gaze. His hair has grown down his back and is the same brilliant blue color as his eyes.
Weapons: A silver titanium katana called the "Maken Valborg" and a jitte. A small defensive knife like weapon which is used to cast and draw his Kanji magic.
Abilities: Takara is a master of Tenshin Shoden Katori Shinto-Ryu, Iaido-Battojutsu, and Kenjutsu. All powerful forms of sword technique, along with some Judo in case he were to lose weapons. As well as a small learning of Kanji magic. The inscribing of letters and words to make magic. The medium for which the words are written effects the outcome of the spell. (For example a spell written in ink is not as powerful as a spell written in blood)
Takara also has a unique genetic trait that allows him to freely control his adrenal glands making it so he can rush adrenaline through his body at will and control the time it rushes and the amount. However prolonged high doses of adrenaline result in rapid heart damage as adrenaline causes the heart to beat faster.
Strengths: What Takara lacks in physical power he makes up for in brains and pure raw unmatched speed. When disarmed he uses his speed and learning of Judo to counter attack physical attacks. But when all else fails speed allows him to run. Takara's eyes are also very sharp and easily able to pick on sudden movements and find a plan to counteract said movements.
Weakness: He's human. You can list a lot of them. It's not hard to find one out.
Persona: Takara is a bloodthirsty murderer always looking for the next fight. Who, after quitting assassinations for money turned to roaming and killing what he saw fit as evil. His is considered an introverted persona that doesn't like to talk much until something sparks his interest. Like a pretty girl or perhaps his next fight. Despite being what most consider a killer he has good moral judgement and seems to prey his attacks on those he considers 'evil' instead of just random murders. One might say he has the persona of the anti-hero
Bio: Takara has a very cloudy past. What is known as that at current he is the single most wanted man on the planet. (Note I said wanted "man" meaning human. There are certainly other creatures more wanted since they are more powerful) A bounty of over 5 million in raw gold and jewels has lead many hunters after him to their deaths. After many years wondering Takara met a being named Yawgmoth. A powerful entity who pushed Takara's limitations to their brink. Proving to this being that he was no mere human Takara managed, once, to defeat Yawgmoth in combat nearly ending his life. Yawgmoth has managed since then to expand his power by leaps and bounds whereas, being only human, Takara only expands his slowly over hard training and learning. He holds an uneasy friendship with Yawgmoth to this day but due to his moral judgements and beliefs Yawgmoth's allience is a very shaky one. Takara has once more returned to the syndicate to test the depths of his abilities against the strongest men he knows.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 3:04 pm
Name: Demonite Yawgmoth
Race: Demon Possessed Yawgmoth (since Yawgmoth has no race he himself, is a race)
Age: Same as Yawgmoth
Height: Same as Yawgmoth
Weight: Same as Yawgmoth
Appearance: Demonite Yawgmoth's skin is covered with a thick black layer of obsidian colored material that is ten times more resistant to damage than Yawgmoth's normal skin. Demonite Yawgmoth also possesses many similar demonic qualities of traditional demons such as wings and horns from his head, sharp ended fangs, claws on hands and feed, and a demonic spiked tongue. In addition Demonite Yawgmoth's eyes are completely white. Void of any emotion or feeling.
Weapons: None to speak of
Abilities: Demonite Yawgmoth possesses all of Yawgmoth's powers except for the Ur-Dragon gifts and the ability to planeswalk (but still has the matrix in tact) in addition to demonic strength amplified by Yawgmoth's natural darkness making his physical strength so overwhelming his punches can level mountain ranges with the amount of force put off through his knuckles.
Known Weaknesses: An even greater vulnerability to holy magic but not so much to light. Being a Demonite grants him weaknesses to anything angelic as well. Demonite Yawgmoth is also a 'berserker' class knowing nothing of friend or foe merely attacking the closest thing to him that gives off a power signal. Due to this berserker mode he does not think as clearly as Yawgmoth does nor is he as sharp witted in battle. Think more along the lines of 'hulk smash'.
Bio: As a side effect of fusing with his other half the new 'perfected' Yawgmoth has gained the role of host to a demonic entity that can take him over at will. The demonic entity is the main force of thought behind the actions of Demonite Yawgmoth making its characteristics and persona very different from its host, only using its host's body to do its dirty work. Despite being suppressed most of the time the entity is still very active and very dangerous given the sher power of its host container amplifying its already amazing demonic powers. Yawgmoth himself has no memory or control over his actions after the demonic entity takes control. As another side effect of the entity's powers after it takes control Yawgmoth must rest after it returns control to him since keeping it active and keeping its insane power in tact it eats a vast amount of Yawgmoth's bodily resources even going so far as to rapidly fill and drain his planeshifting matrix to fuel itself.
((OOC Edit: As a visual distinction Demonite Yawgmoth will post with the bold setting on both the black text and crimson speech))
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 7:33 am
Name: Vincent Viceroy
Age: Unknown
Race: The Fallen
Weapons: Sword, Claw, Chain Whip
Bio: Will work on.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 2:07 pm
Name: Dayan
Age: 22 (500 as a vampire)
Race: vampire
Apperence: 5' 10 weight :175 lean, slinder and well musceled. has black spiked hair , yellow eyes and a scared right arm.
Weapons: black blade katana
Armor : none
Fighting style : many styles of sword fighting
Special abilities : vampiric powers
Other info/ backround: Dayan was trapped and is now a test subject in a laboratory. because of his vampiric blood he can withstand the harsh test and experiments that he is tested on. his powers are locked inside of him so he wont escape and kill those who have captured him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 10:14 am
ame: Daisy
Age: Approximately 18 years of age. Her age remains a mystery as she has lived out in the wilderness since birth with her sister Star.
Race: As far as everyone knows, Daisy is a witch who is just finding her powers but she apparently has more going on than meets the eye. As her powers form, she surprises not only herself but those around her as well.
Apperence: See Avi
Weapons (if any): magic spells which she normally uses for good.
Armor (if any):
Fighting style (if any): Daisy isn't much of a fighter, but piss her off and see where that lands you!
Special abilities (if any): I have the ability to turn into the sun and burn my enemies to dust in two seconds flat.
Other info/ backround: Born into a life of poverty, Daisy followed her sister around the wilderness until they found Angel's bar. They found out together that Angel is one of the sisters. They all have powers. Daisy is just learning what powers she has. She's also just learning some of the magic spells that most witches would know at a very early age.
(as her character develops, I'll work on getting this updated.)
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 5:37 pm
Name: Willow Cherry Blossom
Race:Angelic Neko
Age 21
Personality: Easy going, funny, care free
Weapons: None
Magic: Natural Healer
Just a quick bit about Willow until I get her story all together....
Parents were killed and raised by a human named Aunt May along with her adopted sister and brother twin demons. Her magic is very limited though she can talk with animals and has a natural ability to heal all things.
She has come to to RDS in hopes of starting her own shop a place to heal and train animals.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 7:58 pm
Name: Cinema
Age: 18
Race: Undead-Elf
Apperence: shes around 5'7, long white hair cascades down her back, most of the time tied in a tightly weaved braid. Her eyes, a swirling purple could catch many a creatures eye. She is rather thin, 150 pounds, mostly due to bone mass and muscle. Her skin, a soft lavender, is accented by the many blue and green scars that tatoo most of her body. Cinema normally wears a seducitve and sensual smile, using her appearance to tease. Her clothing is dark and tight, she has more of a "dark" and mysterious style that leaves people in day dreams. Truely a seductive being. She has full vulumptious lips, and a great shape. Her ears, longer than that of a human, creep higher up her face, twisting with s spiral at the tips. she has the fangs of a vampire, a trait she "Inheriated" from a run in with Kaine (a vampire she once had a fling or two with). each of her ears are pierced twice, her lip has snake bites, and theres two small blue rings through her eyebrow. She has one actual tatoo, a poem down her back written in her native tongue (Arkonian). You will never see her without her favorite necklace, one her greatist love gave her as a child. she wanders the planet aimlessly except to find him, in his re-incarnated form.
Weapons (if any): A cythe, flale, Sword of Tarukane (home lands weapon), three diamond daggers, And herself
Armor (if any): Regular dark plate armor, nothing too helpful but better than nothing.
Fighting style (if any): She fights in the style of her people, brute force with tactical thinking, she is sneaky and sly, fights to win, not for honor.
Special abilities (if any): Teleportation(her skills are limited), seduction through song and dance, a charming ability that makes people fall asleep, kiss of ice (one kiss could kill you), Day dream (can cause you to fantasize...and forget all train of thought)
Other info/ backround: She hails from the vast monoliths of east Arkona, a demonic city located in numerous large caves. Her people, although they put off a peaceful appearance, are quite the opposite. She is the only one who is undead except her best friend Tarukane, but thats another story. Her lover, Hafiestian passed around two years ago and now she is searching for his re-incarnated being, she cares not what gets in her way or what tries, she will always over come it. Her necklace, The Heart Of Thornes, was taken by her lover from an enemy's lands, once removed from it's pedestal, it caused mass chaos to the land, drought, famine, and severe geological problems for a stretch of atleast 1000 Miles. without it's safe return, the land will remain that way. She doesnt intend on giving it back, the maruders from that land were the ones to kill her lover in the first place.
Her personality: Sweet and caring, yet cold as ice. she is losing most of her emotions due to Separation Anxiety. she is quiet and mysterious, dark and reclusive. she doesnt draw much attention to her from how she acts, but more of how she looks. she is dangerous, and not to br trusted. but she plays the sweet card all too well. that is when she isn't seducing her..."prey"
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 6:53 am
Name: Asher Age: 23 Race: Human Apperence: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/yoruS/boy1-1.jpgWeapons (if any): hands/feet Armor (if any): none Fighting style (if any): drunken boxing Special abilities (if any): telekinesis Other info/ backround: Asher is a mystery, through and through. No one knows anything about him, except for his appearance and his fighting style. He keeps his telekinetic ability a secret from everyone except those he chooses to show it to.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 4:55 pm
Name:Mikah
Age:21
Race:Elf
Apperence:He stands tall at 6'3, he has long hair, and dark eyes, fairly muscular, dresses either dark, or that of his people.
Weapons (if any) biggrin ual elven swords, 5 daggers around his waist, A
shakraa' (or a pike with a scythe head that flys out on a chain)
Armor (if any):none, he is fearless and will take whats comming to him
Fighting style (if any):Created in his own time. he is quick.
Special abilities (if any):Shadow dance (pulled into his shadow to escape or for faster travel, he can breathe under water.
Other info/ backround: The night he was to marry his dear Cinema, he was killed. Little does she know, he escaped from the dark box that consealed his soul and is once again alive. she wonders now to find her, and their baby, as he knows not that the child has died. He will do anything to find his lost love and re-gain her affections. Mikah, now has practically lost himself in brooding, and is not the happy guy he once was....but mysterious.
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