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Rpc Name: Have yet to make one, but I'm sure it would be Kara.
Nation: N/A
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Shape Shifter
What you know about the bloodline: What I have read about them. ^^' They are a race who can change their own being to match another's.
Rp Sample:
A bunny hopped through the garden of a little old lady that went by the name of Harriet. She was a calm old lady who fed the bunny, normally. The rabbit jumped on the concrete of the house, where a plate of food waited at the table. She snickered and her skin began to stretch oddly, resembling a human. A few seconds later and she was human. She snickered at her mother and gave her a hug, which was happily returned.
"Hey mom." Her sweet voice rang in the air. Though, it wasn't her own. What was her own? Nothing. If she knew, she wouldn't be copying anyone's face anymore. Well, maybe for emergencies. She sighed and plopped on the chair.

(And, brain shuts down...)

Rpc Name: Haven't decided yet. Still working on it really.
Nation: Whichever needs someone the most.
Rank: Trainee of course.
Bloodline Applied For: Dreadnought
What do you know about the bloodline: These are warriors who are considered to be part demons. They look normal most of the time, but have a special ability to secrete a liquid that hardens into weapons and armor. They are able to be smelled by Vampires and Lycanthropes, and their blood is considered quite tasty for Vampires. Their weapons that they create have to be recreated every so often, since the created material does not last forever. When they create their armor, it takes on a different form depending on what element they access while creating it. In the case of Paladins, Clerics, Shadowknights, and Necromancers, this means that they can have two different forms of armor. So far, only earth, wind, fire, water, light,darkness, and lighting have catalogued forms.
RP Sample:

Shilon crept along the low wall, making sure that he wasn't spotted. He had found the bandit camp, and he was looking forward to slaughtering them, since these bastards had been raping and pillaging along small farms that were alone and isolated. But first he had to make sure that he was ready for it, ready to go in.
He knelt down and closed his eyes, focusing on his subcutaneous layer. That was where it was formed, the special trait only he and a few others had. For this he wanted to be intimidating, so when he began generating his liquid he let his fire element course through his veins. The armor that poured through his pores was a dark red, fiery and bold with flares of a dark golden yellow. Then he held his hand into a loose claw, like he was holding something inside of it. More of the dark liquid flowed out from his palm, forming into a large gun that looked like a Desert Eagle would. His other hand had a long, dark dirk, held in a reverse grip so that it was held against his arm. He set the dirk down for a moment and slid a clip of Terror Ammunition into the base of his Terror Shot pistol. With a quick motion he scooped the blade up again and readied himself. A deep breath-
Then he heard something that shattered his calm. A woman's scream, no, a young girl's scream. Shilon cursed himself under his breath - he was far too much the hero to let something like this go unstopped, even if it meant opening himself up before he was completely ready. He came out from behind the low wall with a roar, tearing out the throat of a bandit near the fire as he brought his pistol up.
One round sent the bandit holding the girl down tumbling backwards, blood leaking down his chest. The warrior blocked the strike of another bandit on his armor, then stabbed his dirk up into the man's head, pinning his mouth shut. When the man fell back he took Shilon's dagger with him. The Dreadnought staggered as another man jumped onto his back, trying to tear off the helmet. Shilon fell backwards, stabbing the man with an elbow as he pinned the bandit beneath him. The bandit let out a cry and clutched at his injured side, leaving Shilon free to roll over and put a round through him as well..
Shilon pushed to his feet, only to find that the fifth bandit had left his pants on the ground and was now standing behind the girl, holding a dagger against her throat.
"Let me go monster! Or else the girl dies!" Shilon growled under his breath, but kept his Terror Shot trained on the man's forehead. The girl being held trembled slightly and bit her lip, her eyes still streaming tears. Then her arm shot up between her throat and the man's hand and knocked it away and she threw herself forward. Before the bandit could react the Dreadnought shot him through the skull. The man stood there for a moment, then collapsed to the ground.
Shilon forced the armor off of his body, revealing the light leather armor that he normally wore. He shed the Terror Shot and knelt next to the girl and pulled her into his arms.
"Shh, shh. It's alright. They dead and done with. I'm a soldier for Pronta, you're safe now." He helped her to her feet then retrieved his dagger from the third man he had slain/ With one arm wrapped around the woman's shoulders, the two began heading back to the nearby town.

Thank you. ^-^

Rpc Name: Levi "Leviathan" Jones
Nation: ---- [Rogue]
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Anima
What you know about the bloodline: Soul Stealing, warmongering, and extremely rare. They have less energy then most people and have unique weapons which are physical embodiments of their souls, if the core of the Exodus (their weapon) is destroyed, the Anima will also be killed.
Rp Sample:
(There's like 2 skills, one being a passive so yeah <.< Also, Leviathan's Exodus is a Greatsword called Behemoth)

"Where is that b*****d Leviathan?" Some no-name Swordmaster shouted as he entered a dusty, nearly empty bar out in the middle of no where somewhere in the land of Nocturne. Levi looked up from the half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hands and chuckled to himself as he looked at the stranger who had 1 to many weapons strapped to his back. The Swordmaster turned towards Levi, and then his eyes instantly shot towards the greatsword leaning against the wall next to him. Within barely an instant the Swordmaster cut the bottom half off of the bottle of whiskey, causing the alcohol to splash onto the floor. No longer amused by the idiot in front of him, Levi dropped the rest of the bottle, flipped and tossed the table next to him at the Swordmaster and grabbed Behemoth.

The Swordmaster was able to just barely dodge the table that was launched at him, but couldn't do anything against the speed which the flat of Behemoth's blade smashed into his face. The Swordmaster was knocked through the wall of the bar out into the barren wasteland that made up most of Nocturne and Levi fallowed him outside with Behemoth resting on his shoulder. "Idiot, you don't even deserve to die by Behemoth's blade." Levi said like it was a curse, and then promptly stomped the man's face in. Nothing was left of the man's head but a bloody splatter, having been crushed by the ridiculous strength of the legion of souls that inhabited Leviathan.

Rpc Name: Siegfried Von Gröben
Nation: Sutami
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Dreadnought
What you know about the bloodline:
Dreadnought are basically a very powerful armored up version of an half-demon half-human. Their carapace are one of the strongest defenses they have so far but at the same time on of the slowest out their. Their carapace can withstand a lot of punishments and can punch a metal wall with ease, that goes the same with normal metal weapons as well. Since they were born, they were outcast if the family thought they couldn't take care of them, Dreadnoughts were born from humans, it just happens at random if they are born with this bloodline. They also give out an extra 150+ of energy, meaning that they can survive in a battle a lot more than the average person. Vampires and Werewolves are their natural and longest enemies, basically because their flesh, blood and skin give off a rather abnormal smell to them, making them wanting to kill the dreadnought.
Rp Sample:

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Rpc Name:
Bane Seasons
Nation:
Kranila
Rank:
Trainee
Bloodline applied for:
Aracnoid
What you know about the bloodline: (If you put everything it will be denied on the spot)
They are spider-like people who can produce large amounts of webs from their body. They are great assassins(or ninjas) they can apply their element to their webs as well. They can only apply one kind of web at a time, they can't be bresekers and they are not that strong.
Rp Sample: (at least 2 paragraphs of at least 10 lines using said BL)
Bane watches in the tree as people move around the festival. So many people in one spot. His target was slowly making his way to the edge of the party. He moves his hand infront of his face and 3 more sets of eyes form.(Surrounding Eyes) He spots guards near the edge of woods. Smart but he had planned for it. He touches his webs, his earth element making it twice as sharp. The men slowly walking into web getting caught into it. The guards slowly begin to panic as they try to find a way to save him, he slowly takes away the earth and slowly drips a liquid down the webbing. The man begins to frail more and more trying to break more. The whole group in one area....webs everywhere. Bane turns on his lighter and throws it one the web. The web lights on fire slowly killing them all.(Web coating) he smiles as slowly go to collect his reward