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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:45 am
Dragons of Arginest
-Created by FoxyLove560
Rules
Literacy is a must, you should know what that means. At least two paragraphs per post, I do have exceptions however, I know everyone is plagued with writer's block from time to time. But if you continue to use this as an excuse I will kick you out.
No godmoding, again you should know what this means. No one is invencible not even dragons or undead soliders, everyone has a weakness. If you godmode I have the right to kick you out.
Romance is allowed but as the TOS states, PG-13, nothing more than that. So if clothes start coming off and things get beyond the hugging and kissing, again I will kick you out.
I don't mind vulgar language but please if you are going to use it, use it appropriatly, in other words I don't want to see every other word being vulgarity. And I do not permit the vulgar word " ********". If I see you using it, I will kick you out.
I will not tolerate chat speak of any kind, if you have questions, then don't ask them in the thread, PM them to me.
Proper behavior is a must, so if I find you being obnoxious I will kick you out.
Please read the posts that come before yours so you know what's going on. Do not jump in at odd times, I will kick you out if you do this.
Any violations of my rules will result in a warning and if there is a continueing violation then I will kick you out and you will be placed on my black list that is only veiwable by me.
Do not aske me if you can rejoin if I have kicked you out for any reason.
Plot
For a millnea dragons had been lost to the world of Arginest. But on midsummer eve at Midnight something magical happened. The contsilation of the Great Dragon reappeared in the night sky, and dragons once again walked the earth. This plot begins in Gongarchula, the largest of the 5 kingdoms of Arginest, the other 4 kingdoms are Thorgan, Kalinest, Farnesti, and the forest kingdom of Lanathor. The king of Gongarchula holds a festival on midsummer's eve each year, this is when the Great Dragon's constalation reappears in the sky, and the king unties the former Dragonslayers to hunt down any dragons that may appear or return.
Dragons have either left the land of gone into hiding disgusing themselves as humans. They are intelligent beings of magic and now are fearful of humans after the last Great Battle that drove the dragons from Arginest.
The rulers of each of the kingdoms have come together in unity in fear that the dragons are returning to seek power. But the Dragons have returned to warn the humans of a great danger that seeks to destroy the land and anhalate all in it's path, the only way it can be stopped is for dragons and humans to settle their differences to push back this evil that threatens to take over all.
This evil force is led by a Necromancer that has raised legions of the dead to fight for his cause, to take over Arginest. In his legions are dragons that have been dead for centuries, nothing but bones and decaying skin left of them. Knights and long dead mages fight in his ranks aswell.
One dragon has the courage to confront the King of Gongarchula to tell him of the peril, a dragon named Rynalys Dargon, disguised as a young woman for a millinea, she has finally shown her true form to convince the people of Arginest of their great peril.
Setting
There are five kingdoms, as stated above. Each one has a destenctive landscape.
Gongarchula: the largest is on the western coast, where most of the trading routes are. The northan coast is rocky and bare, but the southern coast is sandy. The castle sits atop the cliffs in the northern part of the kingdom.
Thorgan: is the mountian kingdom the boarders Gongarchula from the north eastern. There isn't much to say about this kingdom except their mining abilities and the fact that the mountian range in Torgan was where the dragons used to live.
Kalinest: the plains that boarder Thorgan's southern boarders and boarders the rest of Gongarchula. The plainsmen are are adept herders from sheep to cattle and are well respected.
Farnesti: is the most undesired land in all of the kingdom, desert from the west and to the north marshes and swamp land from the mountian rivers. This is the home of the dreaded necromancer.
Lanathor: second largest kingdom that boarders, Farnesti,Kalinesti, and Thorgan to it's east and to the west the western sea. It is a vast forest and the elves have claimed this land for it's own.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:47 am
:: Thuá Tri :: Search for the essence -Created by daisukiichi *Plot*
The people of Thuá Tri have been searching the lands for the magic tome of Viljálmur Halldór for hundreds of years. Viljálmur was said to have found the "essense" of the earth, the very object that keeps the world in balance. To save the world, he sacrificed himself so that the "essence" would be restored to its proper realm. With the "essense" one can gain complete control of the world, to keep it in peace or to destroy it, to rule it with absolute power, or to return it to where it belongs. As of late the world has been changing, the normally peaceful wildlife have turned savage and attacked villages, black clouds have rolled in, blocking the sun rays from warming the world in certain places, the oceans have become ruff and too dangerous to cross. there is only one explination, the "essence" is forcing its way back to this world. The "essence" must be restored and returned to its realm to go back to its normally peaceful lifestyle. Clans from all of the world are now flocking to Thuá Tri to find the tome with the secrets of the "essence", no matter how dangerous of a journey it is. Most people die trying to come to the secluded continent and others once they make it are too hurt or scared to continue their search. There motivations are all different, its only a matter of time before the fate of the world is choosen, will it be destroyed or saved? It is up to you.
*Table of Contents*
Plot
Rules
Setting
How to join
Clan info
Characters
Clan List
*Rules*
1. Respect everyone in the RP
2. Keep your characters in one place at a time.
3. No god-modding.
4. Do not SPAM.
5. no internet talk while RPing
6. You can only have one power.You will not be able to change it unless I say its ok.
9. No Killing other people's characters, unless they allow it.
8. You may only have one character.
9. please try to spell correctly
The following powers will not be allowed-
Instant kill attacks
controling characters other then your own
Godly strength and speed
*Setting*
Thuá Tri
The most secluded continent in the western hemisphere of the world. It is mostly know as the crpyt of that holds Viljálmur Halldór magic tome.
Geography -Thuá Tri consists mostly of rolling hills, mountains, and forrests; woodland covers the majority of land, ranging from dense ancient evergreen forests to airy temperate woods. The land is very is good for crops to grow and lifestock to live off of the land. Most of the forrested area is not very dense, but the inhabitants tend live on the rocky mountains or the many vallies. To the west of the continent bordering the northern forests is where the largest town of Thuá Tri is located. Quy An is where the merchants go for most of thir business and where the only docks on Thuá Tri are located. It is very populated, people who live there can't grow their own food so they live off of what the farming and fish merchants bring in.
To the far south is a small village named Bao, it is in between a circle of mountains giving it protection and seperating it from the rest of the continent. Its inhabinants are mostly people who where born there, the people from Bao rarely leave its lands because it can grow its own food and care for their livestock without the help of neighboring towns. The east harbors the bogs and swamps of the land, no one lives in these dark and insect infested areas. The central lands are the home to many guilds and clans of the land. They mostly stick to their small communities and stay away from other people of Thuá Tri, They live off the land and plan missions to bring them closer to the "essense".
Government - There isn't really a form of goverent on Thuá Tri, each town and clan has its own form of laws to follow, no one person rules, everyone in town or the clan meets 2 times a month to discuss its condition and what needs to be done, its peace treaties, allies, and its enemys.
*How to Join* Fill out the following form then PM it to me titled essence. I'll add your character to the character list, then you can start to role play. I perfer it this way so the forum isn't full of character forums. The form to fill out is:
Screen name: (your gaia account name)
Character's Name: (Your character's name)
Weapon: (Weapons can be anything, as long as they don't deal elemental damage)
Power: (Only one. Must be a specific power, such as "Telekinesis." No "Can control every element" or anything like that.)
Appearance: (What does your character look like? Be descriptive.)
Personallity: (How does your character act?)
History: (Write your character's history here.)
Homeland: (name and discription of the land, you make this up, as detailed as you want)
Clan: (The name of the clan your joining or created, if neither put none)
Other: (Anything else you'd like to add)
*Clans* Clans are groups of people with a common goal in the role play. There are no preset clans to join, each person can create there own clan or join one. If you would like to make a clan fill out the following form and PM it to me:
Clan's Name:
Clan's Location:
Clan's goal:
Or you can join an already existing Clan, if you would like to do so just put the name of the clan in your character's profile.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:48 am
Slyvornina
-Created by theangeldark
Slyvornina is an olden place full of Elves, demons, sea creatures, and magic users. Sadly, an unknown murderer killed the Elven king and Human king. Both races thought the other was at fault. Starting an on-going war that none thought would ever end. Until an elf named Ratic came forth and put a stop to the war. With his knowledge, he set out to find a human that could help him on his quest. Ratic soon found a human named Aten. Together they set out to find the item that could end the war. They traveled for years, fighting many monsters along the way. The day they found what they were looking for was the day Ratic lost Aten. He lost his life to allow Ratic came back to the Elves and humans with the peace sign. Ratic, knew Aten died for the peace of their races. In Aten’s name, Ratic gave the Elves and humans a peace agreement. A seed from the holy tree of Vorti, the almighty god. The seed itself shone with the brightness of the god. If a being could possess one of the seeds, their every wish could come true. By giving them the seed, Ratic showed them his and Aten’s strength and intelligence. Bental, the king elf, and Garin, the human king, stopped the war. Together they ordered the most skilled elf mages and human blacksmiths to make a vessel for the seed. To protect the seed and their agreement engraved into the shell of the seed. With that order and pride on their shoulders, the Elves and humans worked for seven days and seven nights. On the eighth day, all came out of their work area to show the vessel with the seed. They made the finest metal and magic into a necklace to hold the seed. Soon after the seed was fully protected, Ratic's where abouts disappeared. Leaving no trace of his past behind, but the small part in history. With the protection of both races the seed was locked away to prevent anyone from stealing it. Peace rained for years as both kings lived on and died. One hundred years had passed before anything touched the seed. One night, the same unknown being came and stole the seed and it’s vessel. This is were we our story, now. RacesElf Human Half Elf Faeries Dragon Demon Werewolf Drow Dwarfs Werecats Start to rp when you are ready. Character formatesUsername:
Name:
Age:
Race:
Character Bio:
Character Looks:
Personality:
Specality:
*Other:
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:52 am
Dragon's Bane -Created by `Cookie Of Doom` Light Elves. A highly sophisticated race of intelligent beings that combine intelligence, beauty, and strength to perfection. The High Elves, as they're called, are also very vain. Thus, being the most prominent species of intelligence, they're capable of creating the laws to keep themselves from being the brunt of a joke, a crime that can be punishable to the death, if necessary.
The High Elves have been rumored to be "less than pure" and more bluntly, corrupt. Rumors and legends fly from storytellers mouths, and the stupid ones get killed on the spot. This, however, is kept from open ears. There are few that know these rumors to be true. Other than that, regular beings believe that High Elves are truly the best, and most noble race to exist.
The Night Elves, or the Dark Elves, are propagated by Light Elvish lies. This is merely because some of the Dark Elves know the truth behind the High Elves. Thus, with every law against them in some way, they formed a society to up rise against the High Elves in secret. The name "Dark Elves" is commonly misunderstood due to the High Elves influence. It's name implies that there skin is merely A dark blue and prefer the night due to several of their traits. Most people think it's because they're evil.
Humans, a race thought to have been extinct, are not. One remains, being a founder of the group with the Night Elves. The human knows the truth about High Elves.
The High Elves slaughtered many dragons, using dragon bone to create a well of dragon blood, rumored to give the bather power beyond power. Most die the moment of contact with the acidic blood, but human skin is more resilient, and thus, with every rumor of a human, the High Elves frantically search.
Their precious search for the human ended on a very dark day, a day that will never be forgotten by the ones that know the truth. It was the start of a war. The High Elves, the rules of the world, initiated a law that every Dark Elf either be captured or killed on the spot. Why make this law? For the one purpose of capturing the human. "They are a threat to us, and the world in general."
After one day of pure slaughter, the Dark Elves hid. But the High Elves have keen eyes, and keen sense of intelligence. Quickly they found the Dark Elves, but need not kill them. No, instead they proposed a deal with the Dark Elves in secret. "Give us the human, and we will stop this war!" The foolish Dark Elves, and even the human, believed them. But the words of a High Elf ruler are not to be trusted.
Why the High Elves wanted the human is still technically unknown. The High Elf ruler, Galadrin, is a mighty being, though to be decades of age. He cannot die, by by normal means that is. According to a forgotten prophecy, "The High Elf ruler can only be killed by a human who has gained the power of Dragons." The High Elves knew of this prophecy, and thus needed the human in case they were to be destroyed. But that wasn't the only reason....
The Dark Elves are thin in number, their leader captured by the enemy... A quest to seek their leader will begin, and along this adventure friends will be made, new enemies revealed and a secret kept hidden away that's capable of changing the fate of the world....Ew @ Rules... That need to be read! So like... let's keep this simple, 'kay?
- No one can be a human (obviously). Or any other freak combination of species (ie. half-demon, or demon in general). Keep the species simple. None of this half-garbage bullshit. Seriously. Be something affiliated with Elves. (Example - Dwarfs...) As for Wood Elves... No one can be one of these either. Why? "Cause I said so. ninja
- Your role playing with moderators. Have some common sense for Christ sake.
- You must obviously follow the Guild ToS and Gaia ToS (No s**t). Break them, I break you.
- Me and Rici are the almighty rulers of this here role play. You do something stupid, we fix it. At any cost. Keep this in mind ~ We can delete posts.
- If you're a High Elf, you can't be helping Dark Elves. Must I remind you that Dark Elves are thought of as the "Evil" race? Place yourself in the shoes of the people in this world. Realistically, who would you trust more? (I don't need to answer that...), Althoguh you can be something like a Dwarf helping the Dark Elves. Maybe... Depends if I like the profile or not... xD
- If you're going to be High Elf, keep in mind that most of the people perhaps going to participate in this role play will be Dark Elves. Just know that it may get lonesome. (well... Maybe not. You'll see why... xD)
I probably missed some. I don't think so, though. o_OProfile? Follow this format! I bet you just want to make a profile already, huh? Well, here ya go.
Gaian Name:
Character Name:
Race: (Refer to rules on races)
Age: (Nothin' too young or old)
Power(s): (I don't want to see anything stupid)
Weapon(s):
Appearance: (Descriptions preferred. You can post a pic, but give the url to the image.)
History: (Simple enough, eh?)
Other: (You know, other things that really don't matter. xD)
All profiles are sent to me or Rici.
People's Profiles:
Gaian Name: `Cookie Of Doom`
Character Name: Alegor
Race: Dark Elf
Age: 25
Power(s): Like many Dark Elves, Alegor can control the element fire. He spontaneously creates it from nothing but the magic strength he has coursing through his body. In some cases, he can create a solid object made completely of fire by simply compressing the flame particles. Basically, he can create a spear of pure fire, and it would still be as strong as a spear.
Aside from this, Alegor has another, very unique capability. It's a technique called Chameleon. Chameleon allows the user to become completely transparent, virtually invisible to any eye. No regular being could possibly hope to see Alegor when he is using Chameleon.
Alegor also seems to know some other abilities that he cares not to share with anyone.
Weapon(s): An ancient flamberge. It is one of the few holy relics left amongst the Dark Elves. It was a gift from the Human. It's unique wavy blade usually makes it difficult for other swords to slice along the blade, due to the ridges.
The blade has a spirit within it and is able to literally "possess" Alegor when he is in danger of dying.
Reference Pic
Appearance: Quite the handsome b*****d, for a Dark Elf. He has very dark-red eyes (Darker than blood) and short-kept hair. He wears light-weight clothes that are somewhat tight. Over these clothes he wears a huge, dark blue robe which covers his entire body.
He has one scar on his left cheek and one on his left hand.
History: Due to the High Elves manipulation and foolish laws, Alegor has been branded a tyrant and "evildoer" since a child. He has witnessed many of his friends and comrades captured, or even slain. He is rarely tolerated by any other race but Dark Elf. When he was somewhat young, Alegor met, what the person called himself, a human. Because of each of their pasts and the exile they both faced, they quickly became both friends and comrades. Alegor founded the Active Resistance Against Light Elves, or the ARALE, alongside Zelfora.
Other: Alegor pretty much hates every race except for Elf. Even then, he hates High Elves. Well... Most of them.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:54 am
Angel's blood and Demon's tear -Created by !Wind.in.a.Box! I feel as though I have not been an active part of this Guild and decided to make a thread... I hope this meets the standards. And yes, the plot is quite cliche.... deal with it! Well follow the basic Guild rules here.... erm...... Ya, enjoy! Oh yes, and major thanks goes out to Mythical Yoko for dealing with me! sweatdrop Rules Follow the basic guild rules Story Setting- 4000 B.C
Story- Anilyse fell from the sky, defeaten. Her wings torn and bound. Her time as an angel gone. She called out into the night. Her God looking down upon her as it began to rain. Anilyse knew She was weeping for her. She clung onto an ancient pillar of ruins. At least her pursures were no longer within the shadows. Anilyse began to weep as she flew to the ground. She failed her Queen.
She folded her avian wings and leaned against the rotting pillar. She breathed in deeply and closed her eyes. Soon, the Angel was asleep.
~FlashBack~
Death was not horrid. It was like sleep. Anilyse had been an amazing warrior, an amazingly skilled swords-woman, and an enticing goddess. Even though she had committed many good deeds, she never found herself to be all that good. She was surprised when she found herself at the Gates.
~End FlashBack~
After countless hours, the sun finally rose. The sunrise was blood red. A bad omen. Death was awaiting many people. Sighing, Anilyse looked around her, she immediatley knew where she was.
~FlashBack~
"You b*****d!" Anilyse said coldly. Her opponent, Jerimiah only laughed. "Never speak of my brother in that manner!"
"It's only the truth. He was a coward after all." Jerimiah said, icy venom in every word he said.
Anilyse couldnt stand it. Her brother was a hero,a noble man, who deserved more than what he recieved. More than a sister who betrayed him. He deserved more than the cowardly murder that had befallen him.
Jerimiah only laughed as Anilyse lunged. A stinging pain went into her lungs and then through out her body. Anilyse gasped for air as Jerimiah pulled his sword from her body. Time seemed to slow down as Anilyse fell to the ground. Her life flashed before her eyes; her mother falling from the cliff, into the icy grip of the water. Her brother pleading for her to run as fire engulfed the chapel, even though she knew it was she that should die. Her brother calling into the night for a young lady that was killed. Her father smiling, a young Anilyse running through fields of flowers. Then everything went black, blacker than the night sky.
~End FlashBack~
This place. Is where it all ended for her, or began really. This is where she was defeaten by Damien's right hand man. Anilyse shook her head and began walking toward the city of Xeros. She didn't need to linger in her past.
Anilyse, like others, is now fighting this war that Damien called so long ago. This war is to rage on for much more than a Millenia's time, and it will end in what many call the Apopcolypse. But before this is to take place, many other wars must take place. Many lives must be taken. This first war is to take place with out Christ, but with the angel Anilyse. Damien started it, but now has decided to end it.
The story begins three days before the first battle is to take place. Anilyse is gathering those who are pure of heart, or pure of soul to battle; also known as the Holy warriors. It is mid-day in the great city of Xelos. The Holy Crusade are preparing themselves for battle with the Warriors of Hell. Little does everyone know, that the great city is about to be erased from history. Profile Guidlines Bio guidlines: Name: Age: Demon, Angel, or Human: Holy Crusador or Warrior of Hell: Class: (Knight, Mage, Healer, Thief, ect. Be creative... but not so creative you are some kind of ultimate character) Where your from (Optional): What is your weapon choice (Three maximum. Although even that number is discouraged.): Skill: Brief history of your character: What you look like (You can choose a picture or just describe how you look): Profiles
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:55 am
The Plight of the Samurai -Created by Foxy Neko-Chan! .: The Setting :.
The nation has been split in two. The Meiji Restoration has alienated the Samurai, and they have been stranded in their beliefs and loyalty. The Ishin Shishi and the Shinsengumi have grown fiercely against each other, making the schism worse.
But, unknown to either side, is an ancient warrior, known only as Hitokiri. They are far older, far stronger, and far wiser than any Samurai alive. Using ancient magic pertaining to Izanami, the Goddess of Death and bearing her power, they created an immense and innumerable force. Thousands of Oni, Kappa, Tengu and Yokai have been born to destroy the nation of Japan.
The Hitokiri, claiming to be the Four Guardian Kings serving Raiko, an ancient and legendary group of warriors from Japan's past who has grown angry at the state of the once-great country..: The Story :.
You are Samurai. Honourable, selfless and a masterful swordsman. Or at least, you are meant to be. Since the beginning of the Meiji Ishin, many Samurai have lowered their honour, forgotten their loyalty, and forsaken their swords. They have become Rurouni. Two factions, the Ishin Shishi and the Shinsengumi are recruiting. Will you join them, or will you stay Rurouni, finding work wherever possible?
No matter your path, you will be met with much bloodshed, as many Rurouni are trying desperately to undo what is transpiring. Using your skill with the sword, you must try to survive this Revolution, or else perish in it.
Remember, to many you are unwelcome.
...Welcome to the End of the Samurai... .: Profile Form :. Just post this, and wait for me to place it with the rest of the profiles in a post below. [b]Gaian Name:[/b]
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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Weapons:[/b]
[b]Magic:[/b]
[b]Alliegance:[/b]
[b]Bio:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
- For the weapons, only use weapons native to Japan. So only use them if they are listed here. Also, be realistic. Use weapons relative to your size. So don't go wielding twin Zanbato's unless you're over 8 foot with stupidly large muscles.
- For Magic, remember that the monsters are not created until later in the RP. So the magic will either be dependant on another factor such as available resources, and will be quite weak for now.
- Alliegance is to be filled in as either: Ishin Shishi, Shinsengumi, or Rurouni.
- For your bio, I will not accept unknown. I know it's not a nice comment, but it only shows lack of initative and imagination. It doesn't have to be an essay, remember. Four or five lines will do.
- Appearance is easy. But keep them to Samurai pictures. Nothing else will be accepted, and I especially don't want to see a Kenshin picture. I'll probably cut you down with my Shinken. ^.^;.: Rules :. This one is easy. - Follow the rules of the Guild; - Follow the Gaian ToS; - Any flaming, trolling, spamming, godmodding, autohitting, or any such activities will result in me performing seppuku on you. - Given the nature of this RP, violence and romance is greatly encouraged. No cybering though, okay? I guess you should just take it to the Private Messages... - Finally, this should last a while, so post once per day if possible. PM or post if you know you'll be gone for a while. I, or another member, will cover for you.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:57 am
With Our Lord, The Rain Queen... -Created by xXx Fox Trot xXx X Contents X 1. You are here.
2. Story
3. Rules
4. Profiles
5. White List/ Black List
6. Plot
7. Reserved
8. OPEN! X Story X Ancient Egypt: life is rough. Theives, scribes, and the Nine exist in the primitive land. Transportation? Trust your feet. Money? Good luck.
Water? A forgotten luxury...
The land is in drought, rain having not fallen for nearly six months. Its up the most unlikely of heros to find the truth of the god, the Rain Queen, and to plead for the lords' help in restoring the desolate village to its old splendor.
Theives, scribes, and the Nine alike must ban forces to save the Oracle. As you know, not all theives are bad... But not all of the Nine are exactly in the god's favor...and the god intends to smite the village.
The Five Delicates are chosen to travel around the ancient lands, seeking the wonderment of the god, looking for what appeases him, while those left of the Nine at home must find their rat, who could be hiding within their own holy group... 1. You are here.
2. Story
3. Rules
4. Profiles
5. White List/ Black List
6. Plot
7. Reserved
8. OPEN! X Rules X 1. No godmodding.
2. Keep cussing to a minimum.
3. Follow the story line! (With creative liberties, of course...)
4. No cybering!
5. PG-13 only!!!
6. Violence and romance is a must.
7. Only nine may be in the Nine. There can be as many scribes as you want, but only two can be affiliated with the Nine. All theives are under the control of the Theif King, Anubis. (You can come up with his actual name. Anubis is his other name for the theiving world.)AND there can only be TWO GODS! The Rain Queen- though she isn't extremly active- and the God-On-Earth (whom must be EXTREMELY active!)
8. PM me your profiles with a rolleyes in it.
9. I AM THE GOD! Obey me.(Well... of the thread, at least...)
10. Respect others.
11. Don't kill others characters, even with permission!
12. Don't join unless you plan on staying in the thread.
13. I have the right to blacklist or whitelist you. I may report you if I feel it's neccesarry.
14. I can't stress this enough... BE LITERATE!
15. Title your PM 'The God-on-Earth' to show you've read the rules.
16. Put all OOC in ((...)) Or otherwise...
17. All of the Nine PLUS ONE SCRIBE and ONE THEIF can speak to the God. Put all of His spoken words in bold italics
18. The God-On-Earth and the God are different. The God-On-Earth is the incarnate of the God, but not the same thing. He is the mortal equal.
19. First come, first serve: don't beg for taken parts. 1. You are here.
2. Story
3. Rules
4. Profiles
5. White List/ Black List
6. Plot
7. Reserved
8. OPEN! X Plot X Thus far... There is a new member to the Nine. They've finally accepted a new Bearer, Sora Suzu. To their surprise, she has been accepted by the god to hold out the quest of redemption, along with four others who have yet to be named a Delicate.
Later on tonight, the Speaker-of-the-God must make a speech to the people of our village, tossing the words to the inhabitants to bring hope of prosperity and joy. She must ask the God how they shall get water, and attempt to discover the four remaining Delicates.
The Delicate's first job is this: the Five must find the new vessal of the God-On-Earth... 1. You are here.
2. Story
3. Rules
4. Profile Skeletons
5. Profiles
6. White List/ Black List
7. Plot
8. Reserved
9. OPEN!
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 11:10 am
GrunnyLover Introduction Once upon a time in a far away land, deep in the woods there lived a humble woodcutter, his wife, and their many happy children. But time passed, and droughts and epidemics and wars took them away, until at last there was no one left but the old woman, and finally she passed away as well. 100 years went by, during which the forest grew and reclaimed the lands the woodcutter had so painstakingly cleared. The house began to crumble, and became home to goblins and other shadowy creatures. The gardens ran wild, full of pixies and sprites and even the occasional gnome. Faeries looked down from their arboreal bowers, and the garden became an anual stop for the caravans of dwarves who brought bolts of cloth and bits of steel and tiny cooking utensils from beyond the forest. 100 years went by, and the pixie king and queen felt themselves growing old and feeble. A mysterious dry spell has affected the land, and as the plants have withered, so have they. So they have passed the royal crown to their daughter, Penelope Payatt, the Pixie Princess of the Pumpkin Patch, and have called a royal ball for her to chose a husband. Invitations have gone out far and wide, so please, come and dance. Table of Contents Intro (You are here) Characters Rules Storyline Summary Characters: Please make a character which fits within the theme of this setting. That means, specifically, no ninjas, no regular vampires, no demons, etc. If you really want to use a specific character of that sort, PM me and we'll talk. Good kinds of characters: Pixies: A pixie is a dainty, winged fairy about as tall as your hand, and aligned with a specific kind of plant/flower/fruit. Pixies look cute and sweet, but piss one off, and it will not hesitate to poke out your eyes. Gnomes: Gnomes are about the same height as pixies, but they're heavier and can't fly. They're much earthier than the pixies, and tend to make their homes either underground or in old squirrel nests. Goblins: Ugly, thieving little buggers, goblins range from about 1 foot to four feet high, although they can use magic tricks to make themselves look really big or really small for a short period of time. They can jump very high, bounce well, and can occasionally use a spell to make themselves fly. Dwarves: About 3-4 feet high, stout, irregular visitors to the garden. They tend to show up in bands of about 7 or 9 at a time. They wear colorful clothes and peaked caps. Fairies: There are few 'true' fairies which frequent the area. There is one fairy spirit who lives in the vines which have overrun the house, but she is rather solitary. Elves: 4 feet tall, thin, and elusive. The elves wear patchwork clothes, eat wild mushrooms, are known for dancing all knight, and show up occasionally to beg for fruit. If startled by an unwary traveller, the elves will probably try to kill him. Animals: animals of all sorts are pretty much welcome, so long as they would live in a northern European wood. (So: no tigers.) The one other kind of character which you may want but which I would caution you away from is a human. The only humans allowed are 'feral' children who were abandoned by their parents and raised by the animals are occasionally found in the woods. They are dirty, malnourished, and can only communicate the most basic of concepts, such as 'hungry' and 'tired'. They cannot speak, but will try to imitate the noises made by other animals. Rules: Be nice! Stay on topic, be literate, but don't write stuff just for the sake of writing it. Make your character fit within the theme. Remember, emo is a modern American musical sub-genre. It does not exist in this world. Don't make me cringe, okay? Post your profile. Plot Summary Thus far: There is a house and a garden. The house, although dilapidated, has two rooms and a caved-in roof. Its full of goblins. The gardens are on three sides of the house, divided into 'Garden Center', 'Garden Left', and 'Garden Right'. The gardens are also divided into 'Inner Garden' (inside what used to be the garden fence, and 'Outer Garden'. The Inner Garden is considered 'higher class' than the Outer Garden. The gardens are full of pixies, although many gnomes live in the outer gardens, especially where the plants mingle with the trees. There is a 'road' (more of an ancient footpath' which runs through the woods in front of the house, and a small creek about a hundred yards to the south. Everything else is wood. The Pixie King and Queen have decided that they are getting on in years, and so have decided to pass on the crown to their daughter, Penelope. There is just one condition, however--Penelope must find a husband. To that end, they have called a royal ball, and all the local creatures are invited. Unfortunately, there has been a bit of a drought, lately, and the plants are beginning to fade...
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 11:14 am
blue angel forever Angelic Songs Setting The twilight had never been so beautiful, nor had it been so eerie. The full moon shone down upon the land, breaking apart the few clouds that stood in its wake while the breeze brought a chilled wind from the south. It was summer in the Kingdom of Elfinor but it felt more like late fall. In the forest, that lay on the border, Tarlo, it was deathly silent. No bird flew from tree to sky, no wolf howled in the distance. It would scare away even the bravest of knights but yet; somehow, a few were brave enough, or foolish enough, to enter the silent forest. A path ran through the forest, from the great wall of Tarlo to the city of Margret, that many did not use. Vines, tree roots, stones, and even a few potholes lay across the path. Plot! (History) In the dark abyss that covered all that was the universe, to distinguish something from another was hard. Nothing thrived within the ever-lasting night. One thing existed though, the darkness, the pinnacle of all evil that spread across the worlds that floated idly by its side. For centuries this darkness dominated the universe ruthlessly and left nothing untouched. All that was left was a figure, floating through the darkness. It was intrigued and, by interest and design, came to inspect this creature. As it came to dominate over this miniscule and worthless being, some force unknown to it attacked it. Nothing had bothered to try and fight back against it and it was quite amused and, more or less, annoyed. For days it tried and this figure was silent, answering no replies that came from this being of total power and domination. Its eyes were closed and dreamed of a better place. Out of compassion for the beings this darkness had taken over and killed, it, in turn, banished the darkness to pure oblivion. Out of the light that radiated from the figure’s body and banished the menace, it crated a new world, a new universe where everything lived and thrived. The worlds were reawakened and the people became alive once again. The last thing that the figure left of itself before disappearing into the sun that banished all evil was a crimson red rose. The people appointed ten men, all from different families, to protect this heroic symbol of their creator. For millennia these same families have been protecting the symbol and have called the ten men, The Guardians of the Light. It's been centuries since the creator banished the darkness and one way or another and somehow it still has forces to do it's bidding. The strange assassins who are killing many innocents are said to be a subordinate of the forces still working for it. No one quite knows why they are killing so many but it seems that everytime they're taking down stronger leaders every time. Want to join? ----Pm Me Please!---- Username: Name of Charrie: Age: Appearance: Other: Ooc:// For Appearance, it doesn't have to be a long explaination at all. Just their hair color, some feature and whatnot. When it comes to the actual roleplay you can add in the details, okay? Rules: ~Basic Rules Please! ~Use some form of ooc ~Lurkers are allowed ~Anyone can Join at anytime ~ When sending your profile, use ‘I like…cookies’ as your topic
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 11:21 am
Zatoimaru The wind blew peacefully over the vast fields surrounding the village. In the sunlight, it all looked beautiful - like something out of a dream. The warm breeze carried the smell of nature into the small village of Vogler. For a village, Vogler was a busy place. Many farms lay on the outskirts and the center was always bustling with business. The whole village was surrounded by a fence, and guards were posted at the gates to stop wild animals and other vicious creatures from entering. At the top of the village was the barracks, which housed the village Guard - respected warriors. It had been a great day when the barracks was constructed, as it greatly reduced the amount of deaths. No one had ever seen the creature that plagued Vogler, but the Guard seemed to keep it away. It was still a Blight on the village however, it attacked the farms and still managed to pick off the villagers at night. Why had no one bothered to slay this creature? Many villagers had asked themselves the same question - and the truth was... they were all too frightened. No one believed an encounter with this creature could be survived because - no one had ever survived it. ----------- Rules: 1: No God-modding (obviously) 2: New Charaters must be inhabitants of the village (Voglar) 3: PM profiles to me ----------- A note on rule 2: Apart from the fact you must be an inhabitant of the village, your character creation is completely flexable. A note on rule 3: Do not post profiles into the RP. Also, I will not be posting them up. Character development and discovery about each other from scratch will play a large role in the main storyline. A note on Storyline: There is a main storyline, but if you wish to develop your character or have the cast follow a "sub-storyline" at any point, work it into the story in a literate way - it will be welcomed. Notes on pictures: There is no "appearance" or "picture" options in the profile skeletion because I will not be posting them up (as mentioned earlier) - Try to work your characters appearance into the RP without using pictures. Notes on Hidden abilites/powers: Little restriction here - but bear in mind that the village must assume you are a normal villager. Notes on Character Bio: This must be a good reason as to why your character settled in the village - or if you have lived there your whole life, a good background on your family, relations, social standing, job - etc. ------------ Profile skeleton: (remember to PM - not post) Name: Age: Gender: Race: Hidden abilites/powers: Personality: Bio: Other: ----------- Initiation 1 - Voglar Village: The village of Voglar has been plauged by a mysterious creature for several years. It's up to the villagers to take a stand, but they are all too frightened. Will a handful of villages become a new breed of warrior, and stop the creature that has tormented Voglar for so long? ----------- Voglar Inhabitants (Roleplayers): ----------- Shader-san: (Rosette Lind) Zatoimaru: (Ethan "Blind" Locke) -----------
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