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 Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 7:48 pm
razieltheprince labyrinth92 Rpc Name: rintrel contanella Nation: Kranila: The Forest Dominion Rank: trainee Bloodline applied for: shape shifter... What you know about the bloodline: that the bloodline can take on any form, there upon taking on there talents and skills... they change so much that most think that they do not know there true form. I know a little bit more from what I read but I guessing each character is up for stretching [or at least a little here and there] or it wouldn't be an rp guild haha. Rp Sample: I don't have any sample but if you need me to I can dig through and maybe find one from forever ago! just let me know. p.s.- where do I go to approve my class choice? By RP sample, it means provide a sample of you roleplaying as the bloodline. Like, type it up and submit it. You don't need to have your class approved. Just pick one and list it in your profile. Also, I suggest you read through the bloodline thoroughly before applying for it, as there are a lot of aspects of your character's BL you'll have to know IRP, as they affect your character in ways that are both physical and sometimes even personality wise. Also, don't forget to list some weaknesses too when applying! oh ok thank you! i'll look through it again and come back later ...thanks for the help!
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 10:47 pm
Rpc Name: Capra Lavaster
Nation: Kranila
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Caleo
What you know about the bloodline: Caleo are a rather mysterious insectoid race that is rare to see. It has a tough exoskeleton, and it has excellent vision in addition to flight. The exoskeleton isn't strong near the start, and its insides are fragile. It is also limited to the elements of earth and wind, due to being a nature-based race. Due to the unusual shaping of the exoskeleton, it can't wear armor either. However, with proper training and some luck, this could end up being quite hard to kill.
Rp Sample: On one of his hunting forays, Capra had found a group of Charlies that had taken up the forest as a hideaway due to his ability to see within the dense forest without a problem. However, the charlie's had noticed him as well, and now swarmed at him. The insect let out a strange clicking noise, and a swarm of insects came upon three of the charlies, giving him enough time to grow chitin blades from his fingers and stab a fourth through the eyes. Ripping it off, he then launched a shot of acid that were caught in the swarm he had created earlier, and watched the skin melt away and turn to a viscous sludge. Seeing as he had eliminated all the vermin, the caleo took its leave before more charlies came.
Arriving at a large burning tree, the insect flew down to the surface. The smoke was in the higher areas, and even here it made him a bit woozy. "Gotta get rid of this thing before it spreads and creates more of this damnable smoke." Saying this, he forced a quite powerful blast of air at the tree, putting the fire out while knocking the tree over. He then took the time to sit down, seeing as he still had to wait out the effect the smoke had on him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 9:46 am
slashsmasher Rpc Name: Capra Lavaster Nation: Kranila Rank: Trainee Bloodline applied for: Caleo What you know about the bloodline: Caleo are a rather mysterious insectoid race that is rare to see. It has a tough exoskeleton, and it has excellent vision in addition to flight. The exoskeleton isn't strong near the start, and its insides are fragile. It is also limited to the elements of earth and wind, due to being a nature-based race. Due to the unusual shaping of the exoskeleton, it can't wear armor either. However, with proper training and some luck, this could end up being quite hard to kill. Rp Sample: On one of his hunting forays, Capra had found a group of Charlies that had taken up the forest as a hideaway due to his ability to see within the dense forest without a problem. However, the charlie's had noticed him as well, and now swarmed at him. The insect let out a strange clicking noise, and a swarm of insects came upon three of the charlies, giving him enough time to grow chitin blades from his fingers and stab a fourth through the eyes. Ripping it off, he then launched a shot of acid that were caught in the swarm he had created earlier, and watched the skin melt away and turn to a viscous sludge. Seeing as he had eliminated all the vermin, the caleo took its leave before more charlies came. (Will post another paragraph of RPing if requested, the only reason I stopped writing this time was because of how late at night it is where I am.) Please provide a better sample. I would feel more comfortable giving you a limited slot BL if you showed more aspects of the bloodline.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 6:23 pm
razieltheprince slashsmasher Rpc Name: Capra Lavaster Nation: Kranila Rank: Trainee Bloodline applied for: Caleo What you know about the bloodline: Caleo are a rather mysterious insectoid race that is rare to see. It has a tough exoskeleton, and it has excellent vision in addition to flight. The exoskeleton isn't strong near the start, and its insides are fragile. It is also limited to the elements of earth and wind, due to being a nature-based race. Due to the unusual shaping of the exoskeleton, it can't wear armor either. However, with proper training and some luck, this could end up being quite hard to kill. Rp Sample: On one of his hunting forays, Capra had found a group of Charlies that had taken up the forest as a hideaway due to his ability to see within the dense forest without a problem. However, the charlie's had noticed him as well, and now swarmed at him. The insect let out a strange clicking noise, and a swarm of insects came upon three of the charlies, giving him enough time to grow chitin blades from his fingers and stab a fourth through the eyes. Ripping it off, he then launched a shot of acid that were caught in the swarm he had created earlier, and watched the skin melt away and turn to a viscous sludge. Seeing as he had eliminated all the vermin, the caleo took its leave before more charlies came. (Will post another paragraph of RPing if requested, the only reason I stopped writing this time was because of how late at night it is where I am.) Please provide a better sample. I would feel more comfortable giving you a limited slot BL if you showed more aspects of the bloodline. Edited the post for you. Decided to pick this bloodline seeing as no one else was using it and it had a nice design behind it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 8:15 pm
slashsmasher razieltheprince slashsmasher Rpc Name: Capra Lavaster Nation: Kranila Rank: Trainee Bloodline applied for: Caleo What you know about the bloodline: Caleo are a rather mysterious insectoid race that is rare to see. It has a tough exoskeleton, and it has excellent vision in addition to flight. The exoskeleton isn't strong near the start, and its insides are fragile. It is also limited to the elements of earth and wind, due to being a nature-based race. Due to the unusual shaping of the exoskeleton, it can't wear armor either. However, with proper training and some luck, this could end up being quite hard to kill. Rp Sample: On one of his hunting forays, Capra had found a group of Charlies that had taken up the forest as a hideaway due to his ability to see within the dense forest without a problem. However, the charlie's had noticed him as well, and now swarmed at him. The insect let out a strange clicking noise, and a swarm of insects came upon three of the charlies, giving him enough time to grow chitin blades from his fingers and stab a fourth through the eyes. Ripping it off, he then launched a shot of acid that were caught in the swarm he had created earlier, and watched the skin melt away and turn to a viscous sludge. Seeing as he had eliminated all the vermin, the caleo took its leave before more charlies came. (Will post another paragraph of RPing if requested, the only reason I stopped writing this time was because of how late at night it is where I am.) Please provide a better sample. I would feel more comfortable giving you a limited slot BL if you showed more aspects of the bloodline. Edited the post for you. Decided to pick this bloodline seeing as no one else was using it and it had a nice design behind it. That is better, Approved.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 11:50 am
Rpc Name: Chinmoku Satsugai
Nation: Yuran
Rank: Trainee (Trainee is mandatory for newcomers is it not?)
Bloodline applied for: Draconian
What you know about the bloodline: They have a natural resistance against the elements due to their scales, which also provide a natural armor, and are born with near superhuman strength. They love gold and gems and are naturally slow due to their weight. And the most obvious, can transform into a full sized dragon.
Rp Sample:
The High-Moon casino. Chinmoku decided to take a small detour before heading back home to gain his reward for completing the quest he was issued. He had been at a poker table for quite a while now, but as time went on, the number of participants dwindled down to just him and another shady looking fellow. They were both all in, and as the river came in, he knew had this won. His opponent showed his hand, Full House. Pair of 6s and a trio of Jacks. Lady Luck was in favor of Chinmoku, as he laid down a Royal Flush, winning him the game. He took his winnings and got up from the table to go and cash in. A few minutes passed as he left the casino, the loser and his friends trailing not far behind. Chinmoku knew he was being followed and decided to lure them into an alley to avoid the general public. He grabbed the hilt of his long sword with his right hand, and let his left hang to his side. The trio pulled out a few swords of their own as the four men simply glared at each other. The brief moment of peace was quickly disrupted, as the unfortunate fellow who had busted earlier sent his two goons after Chinmoku. He decided not to use his blade this time, but instead his hands. He transformed his arms and legs to near dragon form, and ran forward, albeit slowly. They were in a tight alley, and thanks to the lengths of their swords, they wouldn't be as comfortable in battle as they would have preferred. The two goons attacked first, lifting their weapons up to swing downwards on Chinmoku, but the attack was too simple to be effective.
Chinmoku lifted his arms up, stopping their swings with his armor like scales. He wasn't unscathed however, but the damage wasn't much to worry about at that point in time. He quick pushed their weapons down and grabbed them both by the skulls, bashing their heads into the adjacent buildings before they can get a good swing from below. He squeezed, hearing the sound of their skulls crack, before shoving them further into the building. He let go, as their blood ran down the wall and to Chinmoku's feet. The boss man shook a bit, as he saw his goons be completely overwhelmed by his near superhuman strength. But he swallowed his fear and pulled out 2 tanto, rushing forward. The small blades weren't going to restrict his movement unlike the swords the other 2 pulled out. The man had sent a flurry of swings at Chinmoku, showing off his speed. Chinmoku was able to dodge a few of them, but due to his speed had most of the attacks scrape his scales. He caught his wrists and squeezed so the man would drop his weapons. Letting go, he grabbed the man by the shoulders and lifted him up, throwing out of the alley and onto the sidewalk. He scrambled to get up, grabbing his hip showing he had taken some damage from that fall, doing his best to run from Chinmoku. Chinmoku simply chuckled, walking out of the alley as he watched the man run down the street in terror.
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 10:52 pm
TheBurritoBandit Rpc Name: Chinmoku Satsugai Nation: Yuran Rank: Trainee (Trainee is mandatory for newcomers is it not?) Bloodline applied for: Draconian What you know about the bloodline: They have a natural resistance against the elements due to their scales, which also provide a natural armor, and are born with near superhuman strength. They love gold and gems and are naturally slow due to their weight. And the most obvious, can transform into a full sized dragon. Rp Sample: The High-Moon casino. Chinmoku decided to take a small detour before heading back home to gain his reward for completing the quest he was issued. He had been at a poker table for quite a while now, but as time went on, the number of participants dwindled down to just him and another shady looking fellow. They were both all in, and as the river came in, he knew had this won. His opponent showed his hand, Full House. Pair of 6s and a trio of Jacks. Lady Luck was in favor of Chinmoku, as he laid down a Royal Flush, winning him the game. He took his winnings and got up from the table to go and cash in. A few minutes passed as he left the casino, the loser and his friends trailing not far behind. Chinmoku knew he was being followed and decided to lure them into an alley to avoid the general public. He grabbed the hilt of his long sword with his right hand, and let his left hang to his side. The trio pulled out a few swords of their own as the four men simply glared at each other. The brief moment of peace was quickly disrupted, as the unfortunate fellow who had busted earlier sent his two goons after Chinmoku. He decided not to use his blade this time, but instead his hands. He transformed his arms and legs to near dragon form, and ran forward, albeit slowly. They were in a tight alley, and thanks to the lengths of their swords, they wouldn't be as comfortable in battle as they would have preferred. The two goons attacked first, lifting their weapons up to swing downwards on Chinmoku, but the attack was too simple to be effective. Chinmoku lifted his arms up, stopping their swings with his armor like scales. He wasn't unscathed however, but the damage wasn't much to worry about at that point in time. He quick pushed their weapons down and grabbed them both by the skulls, bashing their heads into the adjacent buildings before they can get a good swing from below. He squeezed, hearing the sound of their skulls crack, before shoving them further into the building. He let go, as their blood ran down the wall and to Chinmoku's feet. The boss man shook a bit, as he saw his goons be completely overwhelmed by his near superhuman strength. But he swallowed his fear and pulled out 2 tanto, rushing forward. The small blades weren't going to restrict his movement unlike the swords the other 2 pulled out. The man had sent a flurry of swings at Chinmoku, showing off his speed. Chinmoku was able to dodge a few of them, but due to his speed had most of the attacks scrape his scales. He caught his wrists and squeezed so the man would drop his weapons. Letting go, he grabbed the man by the shoulders and lifted him up, throwing out of the alley and onto the sidewalk. He scrambled to get up, grabbing his hip showing he had taken some damage from that fall, doing his best to run from Chinmoku. Chinmoku simply chuckled, walking out of the alley as he watched the man run down the street in terror. Yep Trainee is the starting rank. Accepted! Have fun.
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2014 2:52 pm
Rpc Name: Strife
Nation: Kranilla
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Shade
What you know about the bloodline: (Shades need shadows to reach their full potential. While in shadows, they can heal themselves or restore their energy, while also becoming stronger within those areas.)
Rp Sample:
The task was simple. Protect. Not kill, assassinate, nor target, as is the usual, but to protect. Boring. It involved none of the thrill of fighting but
embodied all the blandness of a life everlasting. 'What is the point of living so long, when it means we have to do nothing for so much of it,' and other
questions plagued his thoughts. Patience may have been instilled in regards to the fact that the time given is almost limitless, but it only made Strife
want the moments when there seems to be life. At the moment, he was not even visible. Rather, he was hidden in the shadow of his package. A gift of his
circumstance in birth, as given to all Shades, it was literally as if he were not there. Just the man's shadow. 'At least that is what everyone else would
think,' he silently thought, and given that it was night, he had a distinctive chance of victory in this inevitable fight, though the spot in which they
currently resided was lit by a lone lamp.
Finally, a man stepped out of the shadows. The smart thing to have done would be to wait, but Strife felt far too eager to finish the task at hand.
Utilizing a simple technique, Strife turned himself into a shadowy form while simultaneously leaving his charge's shadow, appearing in front of the rivel
man. The man, in shock, fortunately released a fireball right in Strife's face. As a shade, intense light or fire was extremely detrimental to him, much
more so than how a human would have their skin burned off from it. The force was in enough to send him flying, while screeching in pain, a few meters off
from the man, stunned by pain and surprise. His employer, strangely, seemed unaffected, and smiled at the other man, gesturing him over, both now staring
down at Strife. It was obvious what had transpired.
And it only made Strife mad. Ignoring the residual pain, since the majority had passed, strife switched into his shadowy form just as they attempted to kick
him, to add insult to injury. In the same time, Strife moved just out of the range of the light, and let his rage control his actions. Using shadow grip, he
grabbed his former employer in a fist of shadows, crushing him, and when his associate was about to attack him, he sent a barrage of shadow spikes, impaling
and killing the man instantly with is increased power. That done, he kept his gaze on the man who betrayed him, watching him scream, plead, and beg for his life, as the grip tightened and tightened, punctuated by the occasional crack, until the fist closed completely, and the man could no longer be recognized as human. All the while, his emotionless eyes stared at the man, up to his last scream. Without a second glance, Strife turned around and left, all traces of his presence, the shadowy spikes, disappearing. If anyone were to see this scene, all that could be inferred was that they kill each other, or something along those lines.
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 6:35 am
Since this has been sitting here, I'll go ahead and give you the green light of approval.
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 9:58 am
Rpc Name: Zylo
Nation: Kusana
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Pagan - Permission Granted
What you know about the bloodline: The Pagans are... well... Sort of like Demi-Gods, they share something akin to an actual god whom resembles a single thing or a few things. Uh... They have no access to an element unless they are of said element such as let's say a god of sea would be water and only water. Really... dunno what else to say here.
Rp Sample:
A single being, a single man. Soon, said being will become a widow maker. Soon, said man would become only but a stain. To be lost and taken by the Void. It is of no importance who this man was, all was needed to know is he had to die. To be become a mere memory, why? Who knew. He just needed to die and to sate the satisfaction. A lone night, a stroll of the woods, and the moon shining bright like an eye in the sky.
An ominous fog rolled in with no real nature as to why it did, it just did as it would just exist. Sitting there, its flowing presence almost soothing in spite of the panic the victim was suffering. Heart racing, panic inducing and the sense of a losing grip of reality was sinking in to the man. Moving through the brush, it was futile, trapped in a world of His own making. There was nothing, or anything. Only what He allowed to exist in his domain.
A skeletal figure appeared then, far at first and he ran, panic rising more and more. Shifting through shadow, the figure was even close and the temperature dropped in response. The woods grew darker and the moon slowly went dim. Faster he ran but the figure grew closer and until a single sharp pain punctured his throat. Gasping and choking as he was raised, He was shown as the figure with a face no mother could describe for there was nothing. Only a visage of a skeleton.
Risen by a psionic force, his throat slowly closed and his body cold. Slowly the air within his lungs was sucked out and his head and chest tightened in the pressure. It was a vacuum, and He willed it to be for this one's fate. Bone cracked and fractured and turned to dust. Blood splattered out of the now still and mummied skin as the man was erased and turned into all but a spirit. No scream, no cry. A silent agony and an offering to the void of which made Him live another life time longer.
Everything returned, the fog rolled away and the moon back to normal. For there was not a trace or anything of the heinous crime that had been committed as the figure slipped away into a thin smog. Gone.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 10:20 am
Rpc Name: Din Ramu
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Chimera
What you know about the bloodline: It's a special bloodline that comprises of mixed parts from other bloodlines when it gets stronger.
Rp Sample:
Do I really need to give an example for one? Hm... I might since this is the first time the bloodline is being used.
A creature, unlike any other, has been born from the dark science that is resurrection and reconstruction. A chimera was created for the soul purpose of becoming stronger and leading a nation forward in resilience. Having absorbed parts of the bloodlines for each piece, it has currently three parts that give it it's special properties. The arms of the reaper, granting them access to the gauntlets of a reaper bloodline, the fangs of the vampire to grant them the blood of the Dreadnought. With this, they fight one of the toughest foes known to the kind of the world, a Draconian berzerker.
As the fight starts, it would be easily decided as the Draconian activated their Sandpaper skin and the Chimera would activate their Dreadnought's carapace ability to increase their resilience. The Draconian would come charging in towards with their fist held up high while the Chimera slowly raised up their reaper arms. Because since they weren't pure from him, they were weaker, but he didn't need their pure strength as he pointed both of the gauntlets at the foe. Soon he released A ranked energy as two thin energies shot out, hitting the belly and a sweet spot on the arm as a large hole appeared on the abdomen. The sweet spot had exploded, causing a limb to fall as the Draconian fell merely inches from the Chimera before it walked over and grabbed its wings. "I'll take these..." He told the draconian and tore them off with adequate strength to get them off before placing them against his chest. Due to his energy composition, he absorbs the wings into his body as they appeared on his back, appearing as his own set of dragon wings.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 9:47 pm
Y'all approved. Y'all and yer weird writin' styles.
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Posted: Tue Feb 25, 2014 10:22 pm
Rpc Name: Alfredo Hernedio
Nation: Aramil
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Mer
What you know about the bloodline:They, in a nutshell, are shapeshifting half fish/human men/women who become the legendary Mermaids and Mermen. Gifted with water, they are often known as Dragoons of the water, yadda yadda, they have a seashell bond of a creature that turns into a gargantuan mother ******** later in life and it will eat you.
Rp Sample:
Giant splashes hit the water with high velocity as the ricochet of gunfire echoed in the air like fire crackers and thunder, rounds struck the water as they veered way off course and others struck the pier, sending splintered wound everywhere with a solid thunk thunk from each bullet. Three men gave chase to one man with dark red hair as he had done a few deeds that had more than rustled a few feathers. The man wasn't in fear as he was actually laughing, playing the whole thing off like it was some joke.
The man has reached the edge of the pier and turned around to make a break for it only to be greeted by the three angry brutes with pistols drawn aiming right at him. But instead of panicking, he smiled and opened his arms off to his sides and decided to play it off.
"Fellas, fellas, tomalo con calma. Chill. We can work this out like reasonable men, can't we?" he said and the lead man shouted something foreign that he didn't understand.
"You cheated in the gamble, and you want to just talk!? You sleep with my wife, and you want to just talk!? Give me one reason, pendejo." he shouted, angered by the man's carefree attitude and only urged him to cap him.
"Ooooh pleeease," Alfredo made a mocking shrug and further insulted the crime boss even as he held him at gun point. "Cheating is such a harsh word. I merely refreshed the system to my favor." He took a few more steps closer and the man got even angrier but he pressed on "And that beautiful thing was your wife? Mn mn mn, she gonna be thinkin' 'bout me amigo because you. can't. touch. this. She be cravi'n--" that last bit was the straw that had broke the camel's back as the boss went into a mad frenzy as shots rang out. Did he touch a nerve? Or was his truth too hard to bare?
To what one would expect normally, a dead body, this was a bit different. Alfredo didn't move but as the bullets whiffed by him, a solid wall of water mysteriously manifested right in front of him and deflected the volley. He had taken a single hit upon his shoulder which let out a good bit of blood but it wasn't life threatening. Even now he still smirked and only shook his head.
"And here I thought we could be friends." Alfredo said as the water wall lowered itself and maneuvered around until to went to his hand, forming a translucent pole arm made completely of water that resembled a trident. "I guess I have to kill you now. Oh, say hello to Senor Crawdad. He's been dying to eat you." As if upon cue, the pier shook as the three gunman looked around with a nervous look and then boom. A large red pincer shot skyward from out of the water's surface and pierced the wooden pier, water and wood shooting up sky high as the far left man was grasped in the claw. His two buddies opened fire on the monstrous creature as it was at least thirteen feet long, dwarfing some of the craft in the harbor.
'Forget him, kill the pendejo! Kill him!' the crime boss shouted as the oversized lobster retreated into the sea, dragging the screaming human with it to consume. More men began to show as the situation had clearly gotten out of hand.
"Aw, what a painful thought. If I die, all these lovely ladies would be in such despair. Well amigo, it's time to party like its nine." More gunfire was focused his way while a majority of the men kept taking potshots at the monster in the sea when clearly his armored body shrugged off such hits. The man jumped up into the air as his clothing shredded itself apart and his body morphed into the most magnificent body in all of the sea. His lower legs were formed into a fish like tail adorned with scales of numerous colors from reds and whites to pinks and oranges with long spines along the rest of his body tipped with a deadly poison produced from his body.
As a bat outta hell, he shot into the water and moved with such ferocity and with such an elegance, Alfredo was in his turf at last with his water trident ready to skewer some humans. Up upon the pier, the lobster had come back once again to grab another yum nommie as his pincer clutched another helpless human, bisecting his body in two and swatting aside another man who was screaming too much for his own good.
Alfredo shot up and out of the water then as he did a single flip just to show off some acrobatic skill and to impress whatever lady that could be watching. Flaunting his superiority over the humans, he took one heavy breath and blew out a lungful of air. Out of it came a long stream of a fine mist and the water particles within the air was manipulated and it felt as if the breeze had suddenly shifted. Senor Crawdad retreated back into the ocean as he had a pincer full of human tenders to snack on. The psuedo-wind swept through, carrying the water particles down over the humans and the pier as Alfredo controlled the water with his magic.
"This is for ruining my skin with your bullet, Amigo." he said in a snide way as the men were panicked and confused as they realized albeit too late. Water suddenly manifested around each man in the area that held a gun and quickly overcame their bodies and dropped in temperature. In an instant, they were flash frozen into a crystalline state alone with much of the wooden pier, the craft on the ocean and the water's surface like it was an icy cavern up deep in Nocturne's tundra. All were frozen save for the crime boss, which he was spared save for his head and part of his torso.
Alfredo fell back into the water as he couldn't help but smile, his figure punching through the ice with his trident and his re transformation began once again the moment he hit the water. Shooting up and out of the water, his human form began to take shape as he landed up upon the now icy pier, although stark naked but he wasn't sub-conscious about it. He slowly approached the bossicle with the water trident still in his hand.
"Pl-please, spare me amigo! L-let me live and I'll give you what you want! Money? Women? Name it! If you kill me, my people will find you, they will come an--" The pleading man was pathetic as he begged for his half frozen life before he was cut short with a single thrust of Alfredo's trident to his stomach. The crime boss coughed blood and Alfredo came closer and slowly drove the weapon deeper into his body as he clutched the man's jaw. He stared intently with not a smile but a more serious expression.
"You had a chance to live. And FYI, you wife screamed my name and said I was bigger than you" Alfredo said in a low whisper and the man's face turned red with rage as he sputtered out "You son of a bi--" before his sentence was cut short by a final shove of the trident deep into his chest cavity, skewering the heart. He was dead.
"Yeah, you too. Now, where's your lovely lady?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 6:33 pm
Reiko Zena Nakamura Rpc Name: Alfredo Hernedio Nation: Aramil Rank: Trainee Bloodline applied for: Mer What you know about the bloodline:They, in a nutshell, are shapeshifting half fish/human men/women who become the legendary Mermaids and Mermen. Gifted with water, they are often known as Dragoons of the water, yadda yadda, they have a seashell bond of a creature that turns into a gargantuan mother ******** later in life and it will eat you. Rp Sample: Giant splashes hit the water with high velocity as the ricochet of gunfire echoed in the air like fire crackers and thunder, rounds struck the water as they veered way off course and others struck the pier, sending splintered wound everywhere with a solid thunk thunk from each bullet. Three men gave chase to one man with dark red hair as he had done a few deeds that had more than rustled a few feathers. The man wasn't in fear as he was actually laughing, playing the whole thing off like it was some joke. The man has reached the edge of the pier and turned around to make a break for it only to be greeted by the three angry brutes with pistols drawn aiming right at him. But instead of panicking, he smiled and opened his arms off to his sides and decided to play it off. "Fellas, fellas, tomalo con calma. Chill. We can work this out like reasonable men, can't we?" he said and the lead man shouted something foreign that he didn't understand. "You cheated in the gamble, and you want to just talk!? You sleep with my wife, and you want to just talk!? Give me one reason, pendejo." he shouted, angered by the man's carefree attitude and only urged him to cap him. "Ooooh pleeease," Alfredo made a mocking shrug and further insulted the crime boss even as he held him at gun point. "Cheating is such a harsh word. I merely refreshed the system to my favor." He took a few more steps closer and the man got even angrier but he pressed on "And that beautiful thing was your wife? Mn mn mn, she gonna be thinkin' 'bout me amigo because you. can't. touch. this. She be cravi'n--" that last bit was the straw that had broke the camel's back as the boss went into a mad frenzy as shots rang out. Did he touch a nerve? Or was his truth too hard to bare? To what one would expect normally, a dead body, this was a bit different. Alfredo didn't move but as the bullets whiffed by him, a solid wall of water mysteriously manifested right in front of him and deflected the volley. He had taken a single hit upon his shoulder which let out a good bit of blood but it wasn't life threatening. Even now he still smirked and only shook his head. "And here I thought we could be friends." Alfredo said as the water wall lowered itself and maneuvered around until to went to his hand, forming a translucent pole arm made completely of water that resembled a trident. "I guess I have to kill you now. Oh, say hello to Senor Crawdad. He's been dying to eat you." As if upon cue, the pier shook as the three gunman looked around with a nervous look and then boom. A large red pincer shot skyward from out of the water's surface and pierced the wooden pier, water and wood shooting up sky high as the far left man was grasped in the claw. His two buddies opened fire on the monstrous creature as it was at least thirteen feet long, dwarfing some of the craft in the harbor. 'Forget him, kill the pendejo! Kill him!' the crime boss shouted as the oversized lobster retreated into the sea, dragging the screaming human with it to consume. More men began to show as the situation had clearly gotten out of hand. "Aw, what a painful thought. If I die, all these lovely ladies would be in such despair. Well amigo, it's time to party like its nine." More gunfire was focused his way while a majority of the men kept taking potshots at the monster in the sea when clearly his armored body shrugged off such hits. The man jumped up into the air as his clothing shredded itself apart and his body morphed into the most magnificent body in all of the sea. His lower legs were formed into a fish like tail adorned with scales of numerous colors from reds and whites to pinks and oranges with long spines along the rest of his body tipped with a deadly poison produced from his body. As a bat outta hell, he shot into the water and moved with such ferocity and with such an elegance, Alfredo was in his turf at last with his water trident ready to skewer some humans. Up upon the pier, the lobster had come back once again to grab another yum nommie as his pincer clutched another helpless human, bisecting his body in two and swatting aside another man who was screaming too much for his own good. Alfredo shot up and out of the water then as he did a single flip just to show off some acrobatic skill and to impress whatever lady that could be watching. Flaunting his superiority over the humans, he took one heavy breath and blew out a lungful of air. Out of it came a long stream of a fine mist and the water particles within the air was manipulated and it felt as if the breeze had suddenly shifted. Senor Crawdad retreated back into the ocean as he had a pincer full of human tenders to snack on. The psuedo-wind swept through, carrying the water particles down over the humans and the pier as Alfredo controlled the water with his magic. "This is for ruining my skin with your bullet, Amigo." he said in a snide way as the men were panicked and confused as they realized albeit too late. Water suddenly manifested around each man in the area that held a gun and quickly overcame their bodies and dropped in temperature. In an instant, they were flash frozen into a crystalline state alone with much of the wooden pier, the craft on the ocean and the water's surface like it was an icy cavern up deep in Nocturne's tundra. All were frozen save for the crime boss, which he was spared save for his head and part of his torso. Alfredo fell back into the water as he couldn't help but smile, his figure punching through the ice with his trident and his re transformation began once again the moment he hit the water. Shooting up and out of the water, his human form began to take shape as he landed up upon the now icy pier, although stark naked but he wasn't sub-conscious about it. He slowly approached the bossicle with the water trident still in his hand. "Pl-please, spare me amigo! L-let me live and I'll give you what you want! Money? Women? Name it! If you kill me, my people will find you, they will come an--" The pleading man was pathetic as he begged for his half frozen life before he was cut short with a single thrust of Alfredo's trident to his stomach. The crime boss coughed blood and Alfredo came closer and slowly drove the weapon deeper into his body as he clutched the man's jaw. He stared intently with not a smile but a more serious expression. "You had a chance to live. And FYI, you wife screamed my name and said I was bigger than you" Alfredo said in a low whisper and the man's face turned red with rage as he sputtered out "You son of a bi--" before his sentence was cut short by a final shove of the trident deep into his chest cavity, skewering the heart. He was dead. "Yeah, you too. Now, where's your lovely lady?" Approved.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 1:48 pm
Rpc Name:Apex "The Pagan God of Conquest
Nation: Aramil
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for:Pagan
What you know about the bloodline: The Pagans were a race of people who are both incredibly arrogant and selfish believing themselves to be gods among men doing things for themselves and only for themselves. In the old days they would help defend humans but as the ages went by they became more selfish fighting among themselves eventually causing their numbers to drop from thousands to an Unfortunate 15.
Rp Sample:
The throne room is quite as Apex walked through the door his bare feet slapping the marble floors as he approached the steps two the kings throne, The guards stood at alert their spears held high watching their guests every move. The kings aid approached Apex, a scroll held firmly within his hand, "You do not have an appointment to see the king" he said in a snark tone. His face seemed to cringe up as he took a wiff of Apex's aroma, He wreaked of blood and sweat. Apex seemed to ignore the small mans words as he tried to begin up the stairs toward the king, He was instantly stopped by two of the spear guards their silver armor glistened in the sunlight shining into Apex,s red eyes. He took a step back from the guards to get a better view of the king who was smirking as he looked down at the young visitor. Apex began to ball his hands into first " No man shall look down upon me!" he yelled as he punched one of the guards directly in the center of his chest-plate. The Guard was forced back by the impact and knock onto the stairs the second guard then attempted to impale Apex with his spear but the blade only seemed to scratch his skin, Apex quickly grabbed the tip of the spear and thrusting it forward causing the blunt end of the spear to crack his armor and leave the guard on the ground coughing up his lunch. The other guards would be on him soon so apex took a big step and then bound up the flight up the stairs, The Kings face as gone from a coincided grin to a look of pure terror. the quickly Apex Grabbed him his hand wrapped around his face his thumb pressing into his forehead as he lifted the king from his throne, He Hung in the air his legs kicking and his rough splotchy hands scratching at Apex's hand whose grip only seemed to get tighter. The other guards had finally made their way up the stairs to see the horrific scene in front of them. Apex looked over at them his face filled with anger "Drop your weapons" he said while holding the king as if he was weightless. The kings muffled voice came barely escaped from Apex's hand "Do as he says!" the guards didn't hesitate they tossed their weapons to the ground the clanging cause the king to shut his eyes as a bead of sweat fell past his eye. Once the kings eyes reopened he saw Apex's gaze fixed upon him once again. "I know you have what im looking for now give it to me" said Apex, the expression on his face was finally beginning to lighten up now that he had the king where he wanted him "What do you mean?" asked the king who finally stopped struggling against Apex's massive strength, "I Know you have a map to where the other Pagens are now give it to me or I will pop you head like a berry and find it myself" his grip tightened a bit more "Fine fine!" said the king as he squeezed his eyes shut trying to cope with the pain. "Geoffrey Bring the Maps!" yelled the king as their were a good three minutes of silence before the kings lackey brought the map and that whole time was spent with Apex eyeing down the guards making sure they don't try anything and finally Geoffrey made it to the top of the stairs his face was red and covered in sweat as he finally handed Apex the maps he was looking for "Excellent" he said as he grabbed the maps with his free hand. Finally happy he received his prize he tossed the king at the row of guards who were watching the whole ordeal go down. He quickly sprinted toward the large stained glass window being the thrown and leap out of it down toward the ground below. He hit the ground and rolled distributing the impact all over his body and took of at lighting speeds away from the castle. Once he was far enough he began to lean against a tree and finally looked at the crumpled up map with the supposed location of the other pagans on it. "Now the real hunt begins" he said as he opened the map and began to look at all the markings on the map "If only I could read a map "
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