Energy Color: Black with dark red outline Energy Meter: 500 Element: Wind Battle Strength: Being a Dragoon, Laram is extremely fierce and his mobility is second to none. Battle Weakness: Cannot have sub class
Fights Won: 0 Fights Lost: 0
Completed Quests
S Rank: A Rank: B Rank: C Rank: D Rank: E Rank:
Talent: The Strength that binds Laram, unlike other dragoons, grew up with his dragon. As such, she is slightly stronger because of it. Due to the strength of their bond together, Laram and Alira share each other's pain to the point that it physically manifests itself on both of them, regardless of who was struck. If Alira gets a cut on her wing, Laram gets a cut on his back. If Laram's shoulder is dislocated, so is Alira's.
Personality: Laram and Alira keep to themselves for the most part. They were never taught how to interact with other people well. So Laram might say and do things that seem strange to others. Given time and practice, he may be able to hold a conversation with someone other than his dragon. Sexuality: Heterosexual Quote: "You need the heart of a dragon to defeat me. Too bad for you, I already have it." Height: 6'1" Weight: 175 lbs Eye Color: Red
xxxxxLaram was born to a mother and father who were Dragoons. Their dragon's had a hatchling around the same time he was born, so naturally Laram and the dragon became linked together. Alira, as her parents named her, was always by Laram's side, wherever they went. The same could be said in the opposite way. The bond between Laram and his dragon grew very quickly; even stronger than that of their parents. Laram and Alira grew up with this lifestyle, and knew nothing different. Their parents dedicated all of the children's time to training them, honing them into weapons for combat. But Laram and Alira desired something different than that. So they ran away, hoping to start a new life for themselves.
I'm finished, and ready to have my profile looked at.
Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2013 2:12 pm
Ancient Armor
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Full Name: Laram Shihouin Nicknames: Laram Age: 22 Birthdate: October 15 Gender: Male
Energy Color: Black with dark red outline Energy Meter: 500 Element: Wind Battle Strength: Being a Dragoon, Laram is extremely fierce and his mobility is second to none. Battle Weakness: Cannot have sub class
Fights Won: 0 Fights Lost: 0
Completed Quests
S Rank: A Rank: B Rank: C Rank: D Rank: E Rank:
Talent: The Strength that binds Laram, unlike other dragoons, grew up with his dragon. As such, she is slightly stronger because of it. Due to the strength of their bond together, Laram and Alira share each other's pain to the point that it physically manifests itself on both of them, regardless of who was struck. If Alira gets a cut on her wing, Laram gets a cut on his back. If Laram's shoulder is dislocated, so is Alira's.
Personality: Laram and Alira keep to themselves for the most part. They were never taught how to interact with other people well. So Laram might say and do things that seem strange to others. Given time and practice, he may be able to hold a conversation with someone other than his dragon. Sexuality: Heterosexual Quote: "You need the heart of a dragon to defeat me. Too bad for you, I already have it." Height: 6'1" Weight: 175 lbs Eye Color: Red
xxxxxLaram was born to a mother and father who were Dragoons. Their dragon's had a hatchling around the same time he was born, so naturally Laram and the dragon became linked together. Alira, as her parents named her, was always by Laram's side, wherever they went. The same could be said in the opposite way. The bond between Laram and his dragon grew very quickly; even stronger than that of their parents. Laram and Alira grew up with this lifestyle, and knew nothing different. Their parents dedicated all of the children's time to training them, honing them into weapons for combat. But Laram and Alira desired something different than that. So they ran away, hoping to start a new life for themselves.
I'm finished, and ready to have my profile looked at.
You will need to get your weapon approved, since it isn't just a general sword. So remove it for now.
• Human Revolt: All human bloodline abilities and passives (except for human revolution) are increased by one rank. Unleashed power, if beyond sage, will give you 1500 energy.
Personality: Wax is a calm, gentle soul. Although he may seem sociopath, he's only viewing things from a very realistic angle, and often loses his bearings for the path of progression. Sexuality: Straight Quote: "Get better!"-"But I'm not sick..."-"Not yet..." Height: 6'3 Weight: 200 LBS Eye Color: Unknown
Theme Song: New s**t - Marilyn Manson Battle Theme: Fur Elise
xxxxx[/colora]Please, have a seat. I am Waxman. Or Wax if your prefer. I'm a Chemist for Kranila now. I used to live in Yuran. But the military was so busy trying to militarize my talents that I couldn't stand it anymore. So I left. I grew up in Yuran too. My parents were both soldier types. At least Mom was. Dad was someone of a Sapper. An engineer for the front lines. But I enjoy a finer thing in life. Science. And technology. I love to play God. To play with living creatures and their structures. I'm currently working on a cure to death. Immortality. The last lead I had on such a thing was the philosopher's stone. We'll see though.
Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 11:01 pm
The Butcher Bill
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Full Name: Johnathan Waxman Nicknames: Wax, Doc Wax Age: 24 Birthdate: March 25th Gender: Male
Culture: South Fraxonite Religion: Science Languages: Common
Personality: Wax is a calm, gentle soul. Although he may seem sociopath, he's only viewing things from a very realistic angle, and often loses his bearings for the path of progression Sexuality: Straight Quote: "Get better!"-"But I'm not sick..."-"Not yet..." Height: 6'3 Weight: 200 LBS Eye Color: Unknown
Theme Song: New s**t - Marilyn Manson Battle Theme: Fur Elise
xxxxx[/colora]Please, have a seat. I am Waxman. Or Wax if your prefer. I'm a Chemist for Kranila now. I used to live in Yuran. But the military was so busy trying to militarize my talents that I couldn't stand it anymore. So I left. I grew up in Yuran too. My parents were both soldier types. At least Mom was. Dad was someone of a Sapper. An engineer for the front lines. But I enjoy a finer thing in life. Science. And technology. I love to play God. To play with living creatures and their structures. I'm currently working on a cure to death. Immortality. The last lead I had on such a thing was the philosopher's stone. We'll see though.
His energy should be like 500 with the human's energy increase. Other than that, I think it looks fine.
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 12:28 am
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Full Name: Akeem Malek Nicknames: Malek Age: 137 Birthdate: February 12th Gender: Male
Culture: Volana Religion: - Languages:
De Facto - Common Fluent - Elvish Basic - Demonica
Personality: Akeem is very similar to most other Djinn in terms of his respect for power. Unlike the others he has developed a strong sense of love for women and fiercely holds family to a high regard. Sexuality: Heterosexual Quote: "Courage, above all else, is what makes a strong warrior." Height: 6'2 Weight: 198 lbs Eye Color: Red
xxxxxAkeem Makel is a fairly unheard of name in the Djinn community. Just as every other Djinn his mother died giving birth to him and his twelve brothers. Their father raised them in the traditional manner, to become fierce warriors. The brothers were constantly pushing each other to become the best. Akeem being the youngest took the most crap. He was also the only one that was such a light and feminine color. His brothers did not hesitate to put him down every chance they got. This caused Akeem to develop a complex that resulted in a very short temper. He was always the first to strike and the last to give in. Over the years of his existence Akeem's family numbers began to dwindle, until there was no one but himself. The Makel lineage was on the verge of extinction and Akeem did not know what to do. He did not believe in taking a wife in order to procreate, but he believed he had no other choice. Akeem left his small Djinn community in search of someone to help him and his family.
It was not long before Akeem found a woman who was fit for motherhood. She was beautiful, exotic, and exactly what Akeem needed. Over a few years he worked his way into her heart, and quickly her bed. After bedding the women, Akeem admitted to himself that he actually loved her. She had brought a new way of living into his life, one not centered completely on becoming the strongest. Yet he could not bare to tell her the truth of his actions, the motive behind his love. Shortly after the woman developed a bump in her belly. Akeem's anguish grew with each passing day of her pregnancy. The woman was the happiest she had ever been and excited to become a mother. On the day of the birthing, Akeem broke and told her the truth. The woman looked deeply into his eyes with her own gaunt ones, trying to understand how he could do such a thing. She hated him, renounced her love and cursed each of their seven children with her dying breath.
Akeem's heart had never felt heavier, even when his own brothers never returned from battle. Not even the squealing cries of life from his own children could lift his pain. Every night Akeem barely slept, plagued by his wife's last words. It was not long that his children each fell terminally ill. No healer understood why and there was nothing to do about it. Once again Akeem watched his family die one by one, this time his own progeny. Every day and every night Akeem was tormented by his actions. He hated himself, he grieved always. One day, too laden with sorrow, Akeem laid his head on a pillow. He closed his eyes and slept. One hundred years later he has awoken.
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Personality: The ends justify the means. Always. Selena will never see it any other way. Other people are tools for her to manipulate and use to achieve her goals and will use all assets at her disposal to achieve her next power trip. Sexuality: Bisexual Quote: "Afraid of the demon within, or afraid you'll enjoy it?" Height: 5'10'' Weight: 180lbs. Eye Color: Cyan
Energy Color: A swirl of Black and Gray Energy Meter: 500 Element: Wind/Fire Battle Strength: Class:
Strengths -Most powerful non magical attacks -Can use several weapons at a time -Mechanical armies: You can make them. -Powerful skills -Unique skill list. -Potentially as tough as paladins. -One man army at high ranks.
Personal:
Adaptability.
Battle Weakness:
Weaknesses - LOUDEST sounding class - Limited attacks - Actual physical strength is low. - useless class at low rank. - Unique skills (in how you get them) - makes most bloodlines useless - No hand to hand or weapons styles, and no way getting around this.
Personal:
Usually likes to taunt his foes at bad times.
Fights Won: 0&How many you've won& Fights Lost: 0&how Many you've lost&
Personality: He is quite the excited man who cares for others moreso than himself. When things get serious, he isn't afraid of getting himself in danger. Sexuality: Heterosexual Quote: 'Keep up!' Height: 5'9" Weight: 220lbs Eye Color: Dark Brown
Favorites:
• Blood Red • Spaghetti • Cats • Unknown • His Creations
xxxxxNo one knows where he came from, but he states originally coming from Fraxen. According to Exceed, he was born a Fraxen boy, from then and now as he has been working with blacksmiths to make weapons and special mechs. With a bit of special magic, he made a strange sword that he keeps to himself. Besides that, he speaks of nothing else about his life and time in Fraxen in order to give out more information. He stated coming to Kranila in order to find some peace and in hopes of creating technology that would aid the planet for safety.
Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 12:15 am
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Full Name: Caleb Cabal Nicknames: C Age: 21 Birthdate: Feb, 17 Gender: Male
Strength: 10 Speed: 5 Demon/Implant: Physical Revolt: Adds +1/+1 to your speed and strength. Also allows the learning of one additional weapon/hand-to-hand style, and berserkers can learn inner storm at novice.
Energy Color: White Steam Energy Meter: 500 Element: Water Battle Strength: Well rounded combat and wears armor. Battle Weakness: Not very ranged or magically inclined.
Personality: He is an adventurist type he is upbeat and never back down. He aims for peace and unity among the nations. Sexuality: Straight. Quote: I will make a united world. No one shall go through what I did EVER. Height: 5'9" Weight: 175 Eye Color: Blue
xxxxxCaleb grew up in the city of Kranila. He loved stories and epic tales of hero's he dreamed to be one. One day when he was 8' he tore down the curtains at his house and fashioned a cape from it and stole his grandfathers sword. He ran into the woods with his friend Chris. They were off to slay monsters. But what they found was a nightmare. First they got lost in the woods and night fell in the woods. Soon they were surrounded by 20 red peering eyes. Caleb awkwardly held the sword as it was to big for a kid. Chris took off running scared the shadows pounced on him and he let a blood curdling scream as the sound of tear flesh could be heard. Something warm splattered Caleb's face, he shakenly raised a hand and dabbed two fingers into the warm sticky liquid. In the minor moon light he could tell what it was blood. He heaved, his stomach lurching at the sight. After a bit he noticed that the sounds of flesh tearing had stopped the eyes were on him again and stalking closer. He screamed out loud and the sword glowed a faint white and pulsed a bright light the creatures howled holding their eyes. They turned tail and ran off. In the flash Caleb caught a glimpse of Chris eviscerated remains. Caleb took off running, all night not stopping. He ended up aimlessly walking around, somehow he wondered back into town days later, only to collapse covered in Chris' blood. Few days later he regained consciousness to his mother laying on him. He told them what happened apparently the only thing that grandpa killed was a angler man. From that day Caleb didn't go to play hero anymore. At the age of sixteen he started training as a Knight, he was going to prevent anyone else from ending up like he and Chris. When he finished all the basics and learning all the right etiquette. He went and joined the Kranila military.
Strength: 10 Speed: 5 Demon/Implant: Physical Revolt: Adds +1/+1 to your speed and strength. Also allows the learning of one additional weapon/hand-to-hand style, and berserkers can learn inner storm at novice.
Energy Color: White Steam Energy Meter: 500 Element: Water Battle Strength: Well rounded combat and wears armor. Battle Weakness: Not very ranged or magically inclined.
Personality: He is an adventurist type he is upbeat and never back down. He aims for peace and unity among the nations. Sexuality: Straight. Quote: I will make a united world. No one shall go through what I did EVER. Height: 5'9" Weight: 175 Eye Color: Blue
xxxxxCaleb grew up in the city of Kranila. He loved stories and epic tales of hero's he dreamed to be one. One day when he was 8' he tore down the curtains at his house and fashioned a cape from it and stole his grandfathers sword. He ran into the woods with his friend Chris. They were off to slay monsters. But what they found was a nightmare. First they got lost in the woods and night fell in the woods. Soon they were surrounded by 20 red peering eyes. Caleb awkwardly held the sword as it was to big for a kid. Chris took off running scared the shadows pounced on him and he let a blood curdling scream as the sound of tear flesh could be heard. Something warm splattered Caleb's face, he shakenly raised a hand and dabbed two fingers into the warm sticky liquid. In the minor moon light he could tell what it was blood. He heaved, his stomach lurching at the sight. After a bit he noticed that the sounds of flesh tearing had stopped the eyes were on him again and stalking closer. He screamed out loud and the sword glowed a faint white and pulsed a bright light the creatures howled holding their eyes. They turned tail and ran off. In the flash Caleb caught a glimpse of Chris eviscerated remains. Caleb took off running, all night not stopping. He ended up aimlessly walking around, somehow he wondered back into town days later, only to collapse covered in Chris' blood. Few days later he regained consciousness to his mother laying on him. He told them what happened apparently the only thing that grandpa killed was a angler man. From that day Caleb didn't go to play hero anymore. At the age of sixteen he started training as a Knight, he was going to prevent anyone else from ending up like he and Chris. When he finished all the basics and learning all the right etiquette. He went and joined the Kranila military.
The longsword is the basic iron...other than that, approved.
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