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 Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 8:48 pm
One day, or several different ones, depending on how you look at it, several young people were suddenly whisked away from their home worlds and into a completely different universe. They found themselves in a frozen valley high in some mountain range, with no sign of civilization or even life. The only sign that there once was some sort of effort of civilization are scattered stone ruins, including the snow-covered circular pedestal one which they entered the world.
Frozen steele statues of ferocious-looking horned beasts stood silently in the snow, mostly covered in the white stuff themselves. Only one or two were even visible in the snowdrifts. But the oddest thing about the place was not how literally frozen everything was... but it also seemed frozen in time. There was no wind at all, no snow continuing to fall from the sky. And occasionally, if one looked close, they could see a few last snowflakes hovering just above the ground, not touching it. The snow only melted or moved when it came into contact with one of the young adventurers.
Further up the valley, (and up it was, for the whole thing sloped steadily skyward, as if the mountains themselves were only bumps on another, impossibly immense mountain) the ruins were somewhat more intact, and an exposed hole in the wall of a snow-covered hallway led into an ancient monastery. Some lightsource shown from within, but the lack of movement seemed to indicate that it was not a fire.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 8:55 pm
Character Profiles (Set 'em up like this) Name: Race/Species: (It can be changed from what they were originally!) Weapons: Miscellaneous Items: Physical Description: Personality: (This should stay more or less the same as they used to be!)
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 9:19 pm
Name:
Justin Darkflame
Race/Species:
Human... Plain ol' nothing special about him, human.
Weapons:
Wooden stick! surprised
Miscellaneous Items:
Blank book, for writing in.
Back pack full of odd objects.
Physical Description:
The same Justin everyone remembers, though slightly different.
Body was not strong, nor out of shape, rather atheltic. He wasn't to tall, standing about about 5'6". Pale skin, black hair, blue eyes were his basic features, a scar ran down his left arm now. Simple clothing, black shirt with a Jesters hat printed on the front. Dark blue jeans with a black belt wrapped around his waist. To finish it off thick black boots covered his feet, the bottom of which had treds covered in small jester hat designs....
Personality:
Time has passed, he has changed a bit. In the loss of abilities, he has changed even more. He has taken on a more humorous attitude, often making a joke out of the most dangerous situations. After coming so close to death, and having falling through a rift in a special room, his mind was changed.
In times of 'peace' he will often attempt to bug, or entertain the party.
In times of danger and fighitng, he will do his best to annoy the enemy, but often end up getting himself into dangerous situations.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 9:20 pm
Name: Johnathan Edward Bastion
Race/Species: Humanoid.
Weapons: His DragonScar. Staff weapon with two blades on each end. THe shaft can com appart connected by a length of chain like nun-chuks with a muge longer range. Many short throwing daggers, and his precious 9 inch, silver knife.
Miscellaneous Items: Silver chains. A Flask conneceted to his belt. Lock picking kit, compact and hidden along his sash.
Physical Description: John's tall and thin as usual. Execpt this time his is slightly more built. A tight sleeve, less leather shirt hugs tightly against his firm chest. A black sash keeps his many daggers close to him at all times for easy access. A black hitatare keeps his legs hidden, held up by a large, black belt, attached to it is his hip flask. On his feet are thing, soft black leather sandels. A black bandana covers his head and slants to the right, covering his destroyed eye while his other dark blue optic observes his seroundings quickly. A long chiseled nose trails down to his constantly grinning pale lips and pointed chin. He is very quick and very silent. Sometimes it seems he has gravity defying powers. He can scale walls siently and quickly and stalk someone 2 inchs away without them noticing.
Personality: John's still John, most of the time. He's a light hearted, fun loving guy. Still perverted, some would call him a womenizer. He lives to laugh and makes other smile but he still retains his polar opposites. Deep down he is still very scarred from his childhood and some how it has seemed to manifest itself inside him. But he fights, lord knows he tries his hardest to stay himself. But sometimes the Darkness inside him will win over...
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 9:32 pm
Name: Cerillia
Race/Species: Vampire
Weapons: Super-speed (classic vampire style), Sharp teeth,
Physical Desc:
From beneath devastatingly black lashes gaze eyes of arresting blue, each marked with a pinprick of crimson. Her torso is clothed in black lace from nape to navel, exposing skin paler than moonlight and traced with faint lines of blue above and below. Messy waves of near-pin curled black shower down around misleadingly sweet, pixie-ish features. Sitting low on angular hips is a tangle of overlapping black belts that form a skirt. Shiny black boots climb the length of her legs, halting just a few inched above the knee to reveal only a section of colourless skin. A black silk cord loops the vampire's neck, at its center a ankh made of some heavy black stone. At her ears, too, hang the symbol, black and dangling. Like a snake, a strip of black silk twists up her right arm, from her wrist to her shoulder. Her left arm is bare, but for one finger-less black glove. A lick of unnaturally red lips reveals alarmingly sharp canines.
Personality:
Unwaveringly loyal to those she loves and trusts, though their numbers are few, Cerillia often goes too close to the edge for her friends. She's just as cheerful and devious as ever, though she finds herself newly moody and a little darker in this strange new world. She ranges from silly to sarcastic, but tries to never lose sight of the situation.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 5:42 pm
Ok, I've decided.... Tellox and Kes won't be in this RP- at first. << >> But that's not to say they won't be in it at all.... that's all I'm gonna say for now, though. >> << So.... now I'll set up the actual RP thread. =x
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 8:57 pm
[in progress]
Name: Nekiru Greenwood
Race/Species: Louange; crudely, a werewolf angel. xD
Weapons: When more human/angel, she can wield a holy sword and control light magic. In the middle, it's all claws and teeth. As a beast, she is a weapon.
Miscellaneous Items:
Physical Description: In her full angelic form, it's basicly the old Neki, but a little more refined. Her dark hair is still down to her hips, but cared for. Her dark eyes still show some worry and suffering at time, but they're usually calm and gentle. Her skin might have gotten a paler complexion, almost translucide. Her ears are always more pointy than the usual human ears. She wears
Personality:
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