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 Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 11:40 pm
Fenrir Graveheart @blasphemy: So what are the succubus' weaknesses? •There physically weak • They need a master and • they get jealous of people whom the master could be involved with or interested in
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 11:44 pm
I am Blasphemy Fenrir Graveheart @blasphemy: So what are the succubus' weaknesses? •There physically weak • They need a master and • they get jealous of people whom the master could be involved with or interested in Approved then
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:08 pm
Code:
Rpc Name:
Mask
Nation:
Rouge
Rank:
Trainee
Bloodline applied for:
Reaper
What you know about the bloodline: (If you put everything it will be denied on the spot) God I made these guys, Reapers are the keepers and guardians of life. They are creation beings They do what ever it takes to keep life moving. They are great bards and swordmasters giving them -2 Swordmaster and Bard Skills.
They need to convert objects into energy since they can't regenerate their own. They take twice as much time to heal, and gauntlets are their best weapons and greatest down fall.
Rp Sample: (at least 2 paragraphs of at least 10 lines using said BL)
Slowly walking the road of life, his being back would scare most people. Dying twice is something and being back a thrid time is something more rare. As he travels the dark forest to Kranila since the true way had been lost, he hears sounds echo from the forest. Orcs slowly walk out of the shadows axes and teeth shining in the moonlight.
Mask....yes mask wouldnt have a problem with these weaklings, his gauntlets glow darkly as he forms needles between his fingers.(Pure Needle) The orcs charged him, Idiots as always, he throws the needles into the first orcs mid section and two to its head bringing it down. The second one caught him, as he jumps away he can smell the blood moving down his arm. This new body had some down falls... It would take forever to heal. He would now use the gift given to him, he slowly takes matter from the ground and forms a iron axe of his own and smiles.(Creation) They charge at each other. As they stop once their slashes had met, the Orc falls to the ground in a pool of blood. These may not be his guns but he would deal... He takes matter from around him and covers himself in energy. Wings form from the energy and he takes off, this would much easier....(Protection Matters and Risen)
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:12 am
(I know my young arachnoid didn't have much 'fighting' aptitude, but I can almost guarantee that I am not limited to that character type.)
Rpc Name:
Reneé Neda
Nation:
Rouge
Rank:
Trainee
Bloodline applied for:
Anima
What you know about the bloodline: A race that is hard to understand, their main method of existing is through consuming the souls of others, usually those they have sufficiently defeated in combat. The result leaves the loser dead and their soul drained through the weapon the anima was born attached to.
Rp Sample:
The creature that lumbered forward, slowly so with each step was a nightmare to their eyes. The man who stood, once so valiantly and bravely in battle, now was merely a heap on the ground, with what was left of his blood seeping into the cobblestones. They knew that his soul was no longer there. However, what they didn't know was that the same soul was neither on its way to heaven or to hell.
The red eyes of the creature, now satisfied, seemed to gleam against the little light there was in the room. The figure stopped and turned the sword around, wiping off the last of the blood with an almost graceful sweep before returning it to its sheath at her side. She regarded the two witnesses curiously.
"Why do you look at me that way?" The woman's voice seemed to gently chide them, but there was no smile or hint of pleasure on her face. She did not care. "You could have stopped him."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 1:57 pm
Rpc Name: Arelio
Nation: Kranila
Rank: Novice
Bloodline applied for: Shapeshifter
What you know about the bloodline: How about nothing? They can change their shape... duh. They can copy an opponent class after touching them. Used to be call copycat if I remember it right. Bloodline ability used. Silver, hate silver, especially silver utensils, don't know why but they abhor silver utensils.
Rp Sample: A good thing about being a shapeshifter, in Arelio's opinions, is that you never have to be afraid of loan shark and ever getting catch cheating. If you borrow money and can't pay, change the way you look and speak. If you can't stay to be with the same girl every day, change everything about you and find another. The life of a shapeshifter, in Arelio's opinions, is a life of freedom to do anything you like, even flying.
Arelio loves to fly.
After defeating the red dragon Farug, an old enemy of his home town, Arelio was able to take the form of the old and scared dragon. That day in which he first transform into the dragon, he experience his first moment of true freedom. He was able to soar across the wide and open field of his hometown. There in the air he saw what no other land walker can, and the sky become not the limit but home. Arelio really like being a shapeshifter. What he does not like though is how his nation used him to gain information against their enemy. Memory is privacy, that is what his parents told him. Invasion of that is the cruelest of act. Arelio love being himself, but sometime he have to be the opposite to do what is needed.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 1:59 pm
denied - first strike
Rewrite it if you really wanna use this bloodline. You only give one weakness in the description and your sample... Just no.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 11:00 pm
(Going for Anima, Take Two. .... Unless mine hasn't been reviewed yet.... Then I'll wait my turn. sweatdrop )
Rpc Name:Reneé Neda
Nation:Rouge
Rank:Trainee
Bloodline applied for:Anima
What you know about the bloodline: A race that is hard to understand, their main method of existing is through consuming the souls of others, usually those they have sufficiently defeated in combat. The result leaves the loser dead and their soul drained through the weapon the anima was born attached to.
However… because the weapon is their life, if they lose it they are dead. Dangerous combination, especially because they are not a particularly fast race to start with. Practically normal, except where the drive to fight comes in. Perhaps some defensiveness is a result of this.
Rp Sample:
Damn this man…. Reneé glared into the shadow that the infuriating opponent had disappeared into. The grip she had on the sword tightened as it was swung forward, but stopped short as it met another blade. He pushed forward, stepping back into the light.
“I know what you are.” He seemed to smile before pushing forward with the attack. She lifted the blade to block as best as she was able, something that became more difficult to do as time went on. He was a vampire, which she had been warned of. As such, he had something that she did not…
In the gradual shifting of clouds, he seemed to disappear. One particular strike seemed to go right through him, dissipating with the attack. This scared her, forced her to stop and think. Where would he have gone? Why did he disappear?
Out of a defensive reaction, she pulled her sword closer to her again. It pulsed. It cried. She was hungry. Being out here was dangerous. Being forced into a corner was dangerous. She forced her lungs to take calm and slower breaths.
The glint of light against metal…
She leapt to the side, but was unfortunate enough to be as limited as she was in the movement. He was faster than she was. The blade struck her shoulder. Too hard for comfort.
Reneé ground her teeth together, feeling the eager and enraged cry of her Exodus. Now was the chance. Now.
She struck the blade into the heart of the shadow that was just in front of her. He stopped. The gleam of the light against the blood red eyes seemed to slowly fade away against the flickering overhead street lamp.
The vampire fell limp. He was already dead… and while he claimed to be soulless, there was still an energy that allowed his form to move. This was what the sword decided to drain. It wasn’t much… as she barely felt anything before withdrawing her blade again. She wondered offhandedly if he would simply stand up again, but she didn’t care.
It wasn’t enough.
She sneered and searched the immediate area. “I need another target.”
The Exodus seemed to pulse approvingly of this idea. The dark broadsword glinted slightly in the light, soon discarding the blood that seemed eager to leave it as she started to walk down the alleyway. She could hear very little. And see little more than the path ahead. It was night, after all.
She needed a soul… The best way to get one was through fighting. She needed a target.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:01 am
Your BL app is approved but let me double check our anima count. If we're full, then you'll have this in reserve for the next open slot.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:03 am
SorceressJacklyn Your BL app is approved but let me double check our anima count. If we're full, then you'll have this in reserve for the next open slot. (Cool. Let me know if there's anything I can help with.)
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:10 am
Rihenian SorceressJacklyn Your BL app is approved but let me double check our anima count. If we're full, then you'll have this in reserve for the next open slot. (Cool. Let me know if there's anything I can help with.) Okay. There's only one anima in the posted profiles so you're good to go. I'll go fill it in.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 7:11 pm
Rpc Name: Xander Nyx Neuden
Nation: The Spire
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Reaper/Reaver
What you know about the bloodline: Everything! I know that the Reaper race is a sentient life-form originally created to reconstruct with the energy stored in their gauntlets. However, they have grown selfish and petty and now only act to further their own desire to go through life without pain. Their most powerful asset -- as it channels their energy -- is the gauntlet, though it is also their greatest weakness. To fully master the gauntlet -- as well as the race's power, one would have to become a Grandmaster, though few ever make it even near that league.
Rp Sample: ''Of course... you would say that." The boy said, twitching as he grasped the deceased heart within his palm. ''You've always done whatever you could to spite me. But... I... I've finished it. I never understood what this was -- the power I have held within my arm -- but I understand that I am better than you. You were human. Mortal. And now that has played through. But it is not enough to simply let you go... I cannot live with your shadow sitting within this ground." From his outburst, his seeming rage, he had become exhausted -- feeling a primal desire to steal from the life around him. Crushing the man's heart in between his hands, he stood up as the world around him began to devoid itself of life, and energy -- all of it, whatever it had, flowing into his veins. He felt rejuvenated, renewed, and he knew from this time that he had wanted nothing more than this... feeling of... superiority. But this wasn't the end. The energy within him, that he had drawn from the creations around, wanted to flee. He held it inside -- despite the pain, despite the fear, but finally, when he walked from the home, his home, and looked behind him, he began to see it fall as monsters poured from his essence. It was done now. The past would be left behind. Children needed leashes, chains and restrictions, but he knew, that above all things, this boy needed to be free.
(No real action 'cause this is supposed to be when he's like 10... I just showed basically the gauntlet's strength, the ability to drain and the ability to create objects/creatures)
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 7:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 1:37 am
Rpc Name: Vincent LaLune
Nation: Rogue (Spire)
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Arachnoid
What you know about the bloodline: Arachnoids are more agile than they are strong, thus they are more adept at classes such as assassins and ninjas. They are also adept at silent kills, as their webs are hardly visible. They are few in number, and are often underestimated.
Rp Sample: Vincent peered down from teh rooftop at his target. God, I really shouldn't have accepted this mission. Damn my bad luck... Having jumped at the chance to earn such a large sum of money, Vincent had accepted his current mission without the faintest knowledge of the target. Turns out it was a knight by the name of Charles that was to be killed. Vincent's agility would only get him so far, as one hit from the knight would probably put him through a wall, killing him. Vincent jumped down from the rooftop as the knight started to pace, catching window sills along the way to improve his silent approach. At he touched down in the alley behind the target, he slid out his knife, the one coated with basilisk poison. If he could entrap the knight, and slide the knife between his armour, it would be over almost instantly.
Vincent drew a deep breath, letting it go silently. Time to go I guess. Vincent ditched his cover, and ran towards the knight. As he ran, he let go a strong web to string across the street behind the knight, at calf level. He tehn ran close to the knight, and shot a ball of web right at his face. The knight held up his sword to defend, and was hit dead on, causing him to step back, and stumble over the wire that was set up behind him. Vincent ran forward, and jumped at the knight, letting the knife fly for the exposed neck. As the knife sunk into the knight's flesh, an arm came from below and hit Vincent in the stomach, throwing him backwards into the wall of a house. This broke his arm, along with many ribs.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 3:03 am
RPC NAMES: Sky & Hawk Blitzen
FACTION: Kusana
RANKS: Trainee
BLOODLINE APPLIED FOR: Gemini
WHAT WE KNOW ABOUT THE BLOODLINE: We know that the Gemini are a rare event where one soul is somehow split into two bodies, generally (perhaps exclusively) fleshy beings. Their strength is divided amongst themselves, though unfortunately, they cannot use magic nor can they do certain things that most others can. If one side of the coin falls in battle so will the other, forcing them to take careful care and notice of the other side. They aren't always related but can be, and they will always have a generally balanced personality between the two -- such as one being ruthless and the other being calculative or passive, or one being stupid and one being intelligent. They also cannot be entirely the same -- seeing as how one Gemini is unable to have the same class as the other.
OUR RP SAMPLE: As the two stood before a half-beaten, half-battered image, a man they once admired, they held each-others hands as they laughed at the scene. Yes -- they believed themselves to have succeeded. There was no room for him to fight. They were no longer weak children he could toy with.''I found it almost kind of endearing to believe that you saw us as weak. Divided, not as we were before, and perhaps never able to reach your talents in magic -- but it seems we were not the weak creatures you believed us to be. I think it's over for you, now, professor. Though, I struggle to understand if it ever really began." But the man, as an alchemist, had shown them time and again that there was always something to remember -- something hiding, somewhere with intent, waiting to make these two boys its prey. That time revealed itself then -- when the man, who had lost all hope suddenly revealed himself to be masked within a demonic form. This was no display of power -- they had known from the beginning what he truly was, but it was a risk, and any risk had its own fear attached. ''Whether it's a flashy display of humanity, or a genius result of your life wasted to alchemy, it will be defeated. It's inevitable -- I don't see why you bothered in the first place." The man's neck had already been broken from a tower smash they had performed on him before, and it seemed that not even his talents could heal such a wound. He was living on an empty battery -- doomed to die but hoping, praying, to take the "ungrateful miscreants" along with him. And at first, it didn't seem that the demonic form wanted to mess around with them. It immediately struck Hawk -- the one that had spoken thus far, attempting to kill him as fast he could. And perhaps he would've been crushed, but Sky immediately pulled him from harm's way, despite the fact that he would not usually carry the strength to sustain such a feat. However, the twins, in collaboration, proved such that even the most engineered, planned creations fell to simple might. Hawk taking hold of Sky's ankles, he spun rapidly as the two boys slammed constantly, mercilessly against the demon's skull. And finally, letting go of Sky, the boy gripped his legs around the demon's neck, and shattered whichever connection the demon's body held to his head. With that, it was over, easy as it began and becoming everything but challenging.
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