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RPC Name: Alexander Noir
Nation: going for nocturne
Rank: trainee
Bloodline: Cursed souls
What do you know: over 200, pale skin, dont age, look like they're 16, have a black smoke they can manipulate
RP sample:

It was late night, and Alex had been taking a stroll. As he stepped, the fog around his feet was stirred up, then settled. The boy walked into a pub, and approached the counter. Alex had lessened the fog a little so it wasnt as noticeable. The bar tender saw him out of the corner of his eye and approach him saying "What'll it be si, hey" she stopped upon seeing that the boy looked to be only 16. "you're too young to be out this late, and you shouldnt even be drinking anyway, go back home." Alex was pretty used to this treatment, so he joked around, "Dont you know you should respect your elders? How about you get me an ale?" he said mockingly. The bartender looked back at him, "Kid, I said beat it, before i hurt you." Alex stepped back and smirked, the dark fog around his feet darkened and lifted into the air "I'm over 210 years old, I've seen more things than you can imagine, do any of you think you can beat me?", as Alex spoke this, an armor clad warrior who was sitting in the corner stood up and drew his sword. Alex motioned his hand at the Warrior, and the fog shot towards his, seeping into his armor through the joints. Once enough was in, it hardened and jutted out like spikes, peircing through the Warrior in several spots, skilling him. As the warrior's lifeless form fell, and the fog receeded, Alex walked over to table the warrior was at, and finished his drink. He then looked at bartender, his red eyes giving a peircing gaze, then said "Next round is on me...free of charge." As the bartender frantically poured drinks, Alex laughed as he left the bar.

Rpc Name: Kyo Hajime
Nation: Kranila
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Glacian
What you know about the bloodline: They hate fire, minus 1 in strength, they possess the power of ice, they must either have the wind or water element. I am the Ice master after all...I know what I need to know XP
Rp Sample:

Kyo has now found himself surrounded completely by several soldiers from a foreign nation. They thought they could stop his power...they thought wrong. The temperature began decreasing drastically as a chilling wind began erupting throughout the area. The soldiers were a little surprised that they could see their own breaths, but no matter, they would attack nevertheless. Thankfully, Kyo realized that none of them wielded the element of fire, a good thing too considering that is his one true weakness. Not only that, but living in Kusana, there was vast moisture in the air due to the condensation of the forests. They had him completely surrounded, bearing their weapons at him as Kyo counted how many there were. "1...2...6...six...that's all?" he sighed as he began streaming water from the moisture in the air. Six balls of water surrounded Kyo as the chilling wind began freezing the water, turning them into ice. The ice elongated, creating icycles just as the soldiers rushed at him blindly. With a flick of his wrist, Kyo launched the icycles straight at the soldiers, impaling each and every one of them through the heart. As the soldiers lied dead in a pool of their own blood, Kyo simply walked off the field to his next destination.

who was that aproved for? me or flaming?

Rpc Name: Salem Diablo
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Dreadnought
The dreadnought was hunted nearly to extinction, do to the fact people thought they were all evil. They have a carapace form, in which they are much stronger but also slower. THey have some suicidal techniques in which the other person is not likely to escape from, but it also means certain death for them. They also need to shed the carapace every so often, because it becomes weak.
Rp Sample: ((Once again I realize i'm using techniques higher than trainee, but it's just for the sample)
Salem was walking in the valley, not really paying attention to his surroundings. He recently completed his mission and wanted to get home to rest. Whenever he wanted to get back in hurry though, just his luck he ran into trouble, and this time was no exception. Trouble found him again, and it took the form of a three lycan pack. "This one looks like his armor will fetch a good price." One of them growled, and they all circled him. He decided he could've just blown them all to bits, when he spied the Two handed axe on one of them. He didn't want to risk damaging it, as it would be a fine piece to add to his collection. "I want it." He muttered to himself before transforming.

One of the lycans pulled out a gun and shot. Salem threw up his arms and they instantly transformed into a carapace shield. He then turned to his attacker and used his arms again, transforming them into spears and stabbing right through his enemy. The shooter looked shocked, as if he was wondering why Salem wasn't dead yet. The lycan stopped breathing, dead. The remaining two circled him, and he could tell one of them wasn't very smart. He egged them on with insults, telling the one was getting angrier by the second. The stupid one apparently decided he had had enough and used needle barrage. The other one looked stunned for a moment. "No wai-" He said, but that was too late, and was impaled with several needles. Salem on the other hand, was still behind his shield, which had taken the brunt of the blow, but not all of it. He winced, pulling out several needles. This'll be over soon enough. He thought to himself as he stomped his foot on the ground and several sikes came out of the ground. They impaled the last lycan and he fell to the ground. Dante went to the one with the axe, picked it up and swung it a couple of times before walking away, satisfied with his new prize.

Both approved since I haven't seen anyone using the anima bloodline. I think that's what you meant earlier when you said the person wasn't a member anymore yes?

Rpc Name: Kaelvir Thanatos
Nation: Kranila
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Seer
What you know about the bloodline: The Seer bloodline is a very rare and highly coveted bloodline, prized for the ability to glimpse into the future. Though those that posses this bloodline are born blind, they can still see after a fashion by sensing the life-force of others. While they can see other living beings however, seers cannot perceive anything without life-force or energy, including mundane weaponry.
Rp Sample: (at least 2 paragraphs of at least 10 lines using said BL)

The fresh fallen leaves crunched beneath Kael’s feet, the gold and amber hues cast off in preparation of the approaching winter. Moving quickly, Kael pulled his emerald green cloak closer about him as a cool breeze blew past, a flurry of leaves flowing in its wake, moving towards the happy sounds of men and women pouring out of a tavern up ahead. As he approached the bustling tavern, two men stepped out of the building, their boisterous singing and stumbling foot-steps making it clear that the pair had been drinking. As Kael quickly stepped past, his pale eyes passing over the men, he noted that both men were from the nation of Fronta, a long way from Kranila, though whether or not that was important was hard to say.
Stepping inside the warm tavern, Kael scanned the room for a moment before moving to take a seat at the bar. As the barman approached, shooting a questioning stare at Kael’s hooded face, Kael ordered a mug of ale before glancing towards the door. Focusing, Kael's vision became blurred as he peered into the future, his pale eyes becoming completely black as he saw past the present and looked at what was to come.
"That'll be two coppers", the barman spoke, one hand still on the mug, while the other was held palm up towards Kael. Handing the man his money Kael turned to his mug just as two men walked into the tavern, long black cloaks hiding their bodies from view. As they looked around the room, their eyes came to rest on Kael, and with a quick glance towards each other and a nod of their heads, they threw back their cloaks to reveal blades of fine steel. Rushing forward, one of the men drew his blade and swung viciously towards Kael's neck, meanwhile the second man pulled out a hand-crossbow and took aim at Kael. Reacting quickly, Kael drew his own fine blade to block the man's own sword, but as the two blades clashed, a small crossbow-bolt thudded into Kael's side, piercing his lung. Coughing up blood, Kael fell to his knees as the swordsman lifted his sword to finish the job.
"That'll be two coppers." Blinking, Kael looked back at the barman, one hand still on the mug, while the other was held palm up towards Kael. Sighing, Kael handed the man his money and turned towards his mug, just as the sound of the tavern door opening sounded. Hand already reaching for his blade, Kael looked towards the two men as they scanned the room. As he met the eyes of one of the men, the man with the hand-crossbow, Kael was already drawing upon The Source as he began channeling and shaping the flows of arcane energy which suffused the world around him. As the men looked towards each other and nodded, Kael let the flows come to a crescendo as he lifted a hand towards the two men, a blast of wind barreling into the two of them and pinning them to the wall.
Hand still raised, Kael was already channeling the flows of his next spell as he walked towards the men, his blade held at the ready and his pale eyes piercing as he looked the men in the eye. He noted that both were from the nation of Nocturne, not surprising necessarily, but still worth noting. Cutting off the flow of The Source, Kael waved his hand and suddenly the men's arms and legs would feel as if they had been tied together. Releasing the flow of air which pinned the men to the wall, Kael let them fall to the ground before walking over and placing a hand on the back of one of the men. Visions of the two men accepting money from a figure shrouded in darkness flashed before his eyes, as well as their journey to Kranila and how they had tracked him down.
Smiling, Kael grabbed a handful of the man's hair before forcing his head back so that he could look up at Kael as he said calmly, "Next time you should find out just who it is you've been hired to kill, sometimes the target is a little harder to capture than you realize."
As the man looked up at him, a smirk clear on his face, he said in a voice full of venom, "If you think that the man who hired us will stop so easily then you aren't as all knowing as they claim. He'll keep hunting you until you are his, or until you die, there will be no escape."
His smile fading, Kael simply said, "We'll see...", before slamming the man's face into the hard wooden floor and rising up to his feet. Looking around the room, Kael could feel the fear of its occupants as they looked at him and the two assailants. Sighing, Kael sheathed his blade and pulled his cloak tighter about him before walking out of the tavern and back into the cool fall air. As he walked down the empty street, a small smile crept onto Kael's face as he thought to himself, well, I guess it's time to go to Nocturne.

If there is anything that needs to be improved, better explained, or if there was something you didn't see that you wanted to see, then do please let me know and I will be happy to edit it. Oh, and if you're wondering, yes I did already check with Jade, and she has given up her spot as seer, I would be happy to forward the pm she sent me if necessary.

Awesome, thanks a bunch man, I'll get right to work on my profile

((Note that i'm making these request before making profile so that way I can lean back on these later. And I've been studying everything for at least two hours))

Rpc Name: Loki Inferni
Nation: Rouge
Rank: trainee
Bloodline applied for: Shapeshifeter
What you know about the bloodline: That they can't copy a persons abilities unless they touch, and transform into them. When transformed he has to the moveset of whatever class the person they copy are. Uses x1.5 energy for copied moves. Can't copy sin skills
Rp Sample:

Whistling along the thick forest he has been living and comunicating with the animals to escape assassins that had been on his tail for three months. He had stolen a priceless object that had been stolen by them. During his escape he made it as far as the forest, and from then on they'd either cut off his escape route or set up baracades to stop him. He took this time of silence to lay down in the grass to remember all the events that led to him being in his current situation.

Months Earlier

" Let's see retrieve the stolen rune from Succubus hideout... What, the, F*CK, they thought a male would be best for this assignment what the hell. I gotta find my way to get in there without being attracted by them," He said looking around for any signs of succubuses in the vicinity. He spotted one within 10 minutes of seaching. Quickly dispatching her he took on her appearance. Looking at himself before completely copy her he took the time to suck it all in and let it out in a giddy tone that was the succubus's voice," Dude I have big boobs. I bet I could crush stone with these," he finnally took a complete transformation and made his way to the succubus stronghold. He got in as easily as any succubus could, and made his way towards the queen succubus's lair. He camped there just inside the the castle on top the raptors. Late at night he made his way to a room that this rune was held. He quickly snatched it, and replaced it with something of equal weight as if it was an Indiana Jones movie. This effort was useless just like an Indiana Jones movie however because the alarms still sounded. He made his way outside, but there was waves upon waves of succubuses. Finding his way completely blocked he only had one idea that would work," Hey look a sexy male willing to be one of y'alls master!!" They all luckily looked with hearts in their eyes, but finding no one there they looked back angrily at where Loki was, but he wasn't there. Looking into the sky they found that he was making his way into the forest. Looking back, upon his trickster class's undeniable cockyness he started gloating," You've just been tricked by Loki the shapeshifter," upon his laughing and gloating he hit a tree and fell to the ground. Running out of energy to keep the succubus's shape he changed back into normal form, and found himself being chased by succubuses through the forest for three months bringing him back into the present.

Present time

Loki awoke from his reminicing of bad times, and started to see if he could make his way back through the forest to escape. To no avail his succubus chasers were still there on every side of the forest baracading his way. He sat hours on end waiting and watching the succubuses. No training could leave him prepared to fight the opposite sex, and the fact the opposite sex happened to be succubuses. He watched a bird come into the forest, and realized that this was his chance to escape. Slowly, steadily, quietly he snuck up upon the bird. Before it got away he quickly grabbed the bird, and let it go. Doing this caused a very loud rustle causing succubuses to quickly close in on the area to find only a bird cleaning its wings, and flying away with something that looked like a worm in its mouth. This worm however was the rune, and the bird Loki. He flew away safely hoping to never come back to this place again.