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 Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 1:54 pm
~||○::-[I. Introduction]-::○||~ A letter.
All it took was a letter that was delivered to you by a mysterious benefactor.
-○.~*~.†.~*~.†.~*~.†.~*~.○-
Yours Humbly,
Hubris -○.~*~.†.~*~.†.~*~.†.~*~.○- ~||○::-[Index]-::○||~ I. Introduction
II. Rules
III. Setting
IV. Plot
V. Profile Format
VI. Hyper-Combination Attacks
VII. New Registered Fighters
VIII. Claimed Veterans
IX. Story So Far...
X. Updates
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 1:58 pm
~||○::-[II. Rules]-::○||~ 1. Obey the Gaia TOS.
2. Send me your profile in a PM entitled, "Richter 000" for Original
Characters and "OG Bomb" for Existing Characters.
3. Please do not use chatspeak here, this is a semi-literate to literate roleplay that requires at least a paragraph or two for every post. A paragraph contains five to six sentences, not one or two lines.
4. Spamming and flaming are not tolerated here, if you must, go to the Chatterbox.
5. Violence, romance, and intrigue are permitted, but they have to be performed in a stylistic manner.
6. Keep OOC, (Out-Of-Character), posts to a minimum and put them in brackets-> [ ]
7. You must post at least once a week, and if you are going to quit, pm me the reason and I will take down your profile.
8. The rules are susceptible to change as I see fit.
9. Please, enjoy yourselves! Make this as fun and adventurous as you want!
10. Anything you aren't sure of? PM me.
11. Two characters are allowed at this time, one original character, and one existing character. Or two OCs/ ECs.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:01 pm
~||○::-[III. Setting]-::○||~ This role play is set in the Super Smash Brothers Universe, and as such, there are going to be Super Smash Brothers characters participating in it! Overall, the role play will be set in a Colosseum of sorts located in a very futuristic city called Huberius. The role play doesn't necessarily have to be isolated in the Colosseum alone, but it is highly preferred.
Home worlds are open to the characters who wish to return to their place of origin in the form of archways that are hidden from the public for the gladiators' protection. It can only be accessed by the specified character and nobody else. As for the structural setting of the Colosseum building, the base is where the Ticket Master's Office is, the Registration Office, Employee Utilities, and the infamous Waiting Room. A teleporter and a few emergency staircases lead up to the second floor, where the Training Grounds are discreetly hidden. At the same token, the stands begin at this point and the stadium takes on a traditional Colosseum infrastructure. Next to the grounds is the Dimensional Manse, where all the fights take place in a shifting environment that adds a little "flare" for the viewers' pleasure and the fighters' experience.
The Anti-Gravity Chambers are used for maintaining the power source the Huberians use in order to fuel the Dimensional Manse. Contained in these chambers is an extremely rare power source called White Matter. It is clean, renewable, and overly efficient in what it is does, and because of the technology the Huberians have, they use it for everything. The whole area is warded off by layered tech-plates that are made from a stronger strain of adamantium and fused with a metal called Dartusmatterium.
On the next level are the Living Compartments for each contestant, and on that same floor, is the Medical Demesne where both magic and technology blend together in order to heal the sick and wounded from the extensive roster. The upper levels of the arena are filled with recreational centers, clothes shops, armories, weaponry, sundries, and any other kind of supplies that the fighters need. After all, they need to be prepared, right?
At the very top is a transient garden that is littered with plants and foliage that are from every part of the Huberian Axis Points. It is a place to relax and for an action-packed alternative there is a maze that changes on a consistent basis.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:03 pm
~||○::-[IV. Plot]-::○||~ A mysterious benefactor has sent an invitation of questionable ethical value, and you are demanded promptly to attend a tournament that has an all bar none feel to it. All for the title: Best of the Best, or so it seems.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:08 pm
~||○::-[V. Profile Format]-::○~ Original Character Format-{{Try to keep the essays to a minimum, okay folks?-Ah, what am I sayin'? GO NUTS!}}
[size=10][b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Race:[/b] {{Keep the half-breeds to a minimum, better yet, keep it reasonable.}}
[b]Appearance:[/b] {{A written description is greatly preferred, please.}}
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Youstory:[/b] {{Get it? "History"? HA!}}
[b]Weapon(s):[/b]
[b]Power(s):[/b] {{This section is not particularly limited-again keep it reasonable! No God-Modeage, ok?}}
[b]Weaknesses:[/b] {{Everyone has 'em!}}
[b]Special Attack(s):[/b] {{I'll leave this to your imagination, but don't go too crazy with it. Just be wacko-level headed, ok? Ten would be the limit! Or whatever number suits you at the moment. And remember to NUMBER them as well as be descriptive with them.}}
[b]Final Smash:[/b] {{You have a choice, here. You can put none, and develop it as you go, or you can type it out thoroughly if you have a solid idea what it is.}}
[b]The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly:[/b] {{Which side are you on? Good, Evil, Neutral? Something else?}}
[b]Puppet Master:[/b] {{This is where your Gaia screen name goes!}}
[b]Theme Song:[/b] {{For you OCs out there, choose a theme song that best suits your character!}}[/size] Existing Character Format {{This portion includes all the characters played in Melee and in Brawl. As an added side note, OTHER game characters may be inducted.}}
[img][/img]<-{{Just a proportionate snapshot would do just fine, I don't want the picture stretching the page vertically or horizontally!}}
[size=10][b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Race:[/b]
[b]Youstory:[/b]{{Get it? "History"? HA!}}
[b]Weapon(s):[/b]
[b]Power(s):[/b]{{This section should include the abilities of the existing character you choose.}}
[b]Special Attack(s):[/b] {{I'll leave this to your imagination, but don't go too crazy with it. Just be wacko-level headed, ok? Ten would be the limit! Or whatever number suits you at the moment. And remember to NUMBER them as well as be descriptive with them.}}
[b]Final Smash:[/b] {{Be creative with this! It doesn't have to follow the same protocols as the game! And on top of that, the final smash is open for hyper combos!*}}
[b]The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly:[/b]
[b]Veteran/Newcomer:[/b] {{This should explain itself, really folks.}}
[b]Puppet Master:[/b] {{This is where your Gaia screen name goes!}}
[b]Theme Song:[/b] {{Yup, doesn't have to be a direct theme song, you can choose something else as long as it is in good taste.}}[/size] *Hyper combinations refer to what type of attack you get when you combine the Final Smashes of two characters.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:10 pm
~||○::-[VI. Hyper-Combination Attacks!]-::○||~ None as of the moment.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:11 pm
~||○::-[VII. Newly Registered Fighters]-::○||~ Name: Pathos
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance: Pathos stands at 5'8". Her body is well proportionate and she is relatively top and bottom heavy with a muscled contour of an experienced fighter. She has a caramel complexion, warm amber eyes, and short albeit thick and wavy dark silver hair, curled and somewhat spiky. At her job in the Colosseum, she wears a mock nurse suit, bordered with a silver band that runs along her upper body quite nicely. Her feet are adorned with white high heeled Italian shoes. In the ring, her outfit stays in the same color, but she sports a semi-zero suit similar to Samus'. The middle is bare to show off her solid abs. There is a major difference on the shoulder padding that sports the designs of a winged entity and it is consistent with the ankle portion of her boots. In this form, she wears a mask that is entirely silver on one side and white on the other that ends just barely above her upper lip with the same winged entity.
Personality: Pathos, or so she is calls herself, is an incredibly opinionated and open person, but she knows the value of respect when approached by other people. Her perception of friendship, virtue, honor, and loyalty are traditional in nature, but she will not concede to those who cross her barriers more than once. Nor, will she tolerate the people who think they can take or demand her integrity. She is a light hearted individual who is afraid of a real commitment to anything romantic, due to her insecurities. She discovered them at a young age when she was labeled "half a person," or not a real one. So, in lieu of this fear, Pathos prefers to keep everybody at a certain emotional distance, not trusting anyone to accept her for who she is. However, when the time is ripe, she will relinquish her boundaries and let a select few into her world.
Youstory: Pathos was born in a space between the worlds of Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy. She was created in the way a Nobody was made, only half of herself from the whole. It was baffling really, how she was able to retain her own identity with the help of a mysterious and certainly, magical individual who tattooed a special esper on her collarbone, back, wrists, ankles, feet, and hands. Wailing in the darkness, she was saved and taken to Metroid Prime. Abandoned at the front gates of a bounty hunter's lodge, she was taken in by someone who gave her a second chance, and his name was Veneteais Circinuis. This vagabond was renown in other dimensions as a meticulous and thorough man for hire, who followed and exploited the rules without breaking them. She spent the first years of her life in Huberius where she was in a constant shift making friends, or she being rejected and often neglected because of the circumstances surrounding her birth. The professional tracker trained her himself in the ways of his culture, but he also gave her an edge in a particular universe that they visited frequently: Soul Calibur. As time passed by, Soul Calibur became what she would call "a second home." On a routine training exercise, Veneteais encountered Siegfried, who was the wielder of Soul Edge at the time, and his soul was swallowed by the demonic blade. Pathos was forced to watch the disturbing incarceration and butcher of her father. In a fit of rage, she challenged Siegfried and she was lucky enough to get away barely alive. With no home to return to, no father to regard, and no way of getting revenge, Pathos wandered back into Huberius. She completed most of her schooling, but the grief was so heavy on her heart, that she took to fighting in underground cage matches with beings from other dimensions. Soon, her name became notorious in small betting circles, and she found herself face to face with offers from mob bosses that wanted her as a bodyguard. She refused diligently, her preference was in the ring and that was all that mattered. Somewhere along the line, her name was mentioned to Hubris and he sent a representative to offer his hospitality in exchange for her services as a combatant. The young warrior greatly considered this, and took his offer. After all, she had nothing to lose. A contract was summed up and signed, giving her full breadth of a job with added combat experience, and the bonus to fight when she chose, or when she was selected to. Since that time three months ago, she has been working for Hubris' people without one match to sate, or build up her reputation. Now, the audience of the Colosseum label her as a no-show. As soon as the new batch of fighters come in, and the a new season starts, she will be able to prove herself to everyone as soon as she wins the Genesis Tournament and she possesses the Anima Cup. After that, she will be able to face Siegfried on behalf of her father.
Weapon(s): Pathos is a hand-to-hand fighter, and she doesn't go into the arena without her customized gloves and boots not too far behind. She has a set of elbow blades that her good friend Talim gave her at her surrogate father's funeral.
Power(s): Pathos has the ability to emphatically connect someone on the most intimate level without revealing too much about her own feelings in the process. The true power lies in her ability to manifest that empathy and make it her own. It is known as Veritas.
Weaknesses: Pathos has a lot of power, but her speed isn't that great which puts her in Lucario's weight class.
Special Attack(s):
1. Divine Guillotine-Pathos charges up her Veritas in her arms extending that effect to her elbow blades. She runs at her opponent, crosses her arms at the last second, and at critical acceleration, she unleashes a crossfire that increases in size and looks much like the guillotine's sharpened edge at medium range.
Final Smash: None.
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly: Good, good...
Puppet Master: Ahmnis Edalus Infiniel
Theme Song:None as of yet.
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Name: Aeroc
Age: 19
Race: Human
Appearance: A scruffy looking youth, Aeroc is dressed in a steel brestplate, iron greaves, steel boots and gauntlets with hard leather covering the rest of his body. He has a leather sword belt at his waist. He looks every part the mercenary that he is. Aeroc is tall and well built.
Personality: Although he tries to be friendly, most people don't like to talk to mercenaries. Most of the time he spends looking for new pieces of armor or laying on his bed in his contestants room, resting for his next match. He wishes some competitor would talk to him, as he is very lonely.
Youstory: From the Fire Emblem universe, Aeroc's parents were killed in one of the many wars when he was 12. Shortly after, he joined a group of mercenaries, and with 7 years training, he became one of the best swordsmen on the continent. One day in the middle of a battle against Daen, he was suddenly transported to his house. He looked around and found the person who teleported him there. This messenger gave him an invitation to a tournament. He accepted it and was teleported to a strange city with things He had never seen before. Pieces of metal not touching the ground but moving one hundred times faster than any horse he'd ever seen. Huge pieces of glass on buildings with people's faces in them talking about something called a stock market. The messenger brought him to an arena, where he was given living accommodations. Ever since he has remained undefeated. That was 3 months ago.
Weapon(s): Aeroc has two sturdy swords. He duel wields his weapons.
Power(s): Aeroc is incredibly fast [C- Falcon fast}, while remaining quite strong [Mario strong]
Weaknesses: Aeroc has low jumps, and as a result, mediocre air attacks.
Special Attack(s): 1. Aeroc throws one of his swords at his opponent and thrusts with the other. 2. Aeroc does an X slash with his swords. 3. Aerock spins his swords, lifting him up.
Final Smash: X-Slash-Aeroc's throws his adversary into the air, whacks them them to the left, runs over and kicks them while they're mid-air to the right, and repeats faster and faster until he is a blur. He then whacks them with his swords to the top of the stage and crosses his weapons into an X and drives them to the ground.
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly: Neutral. Whoever pays survives, and whoever pisses him off dies.
Puppet Master: Ephraim98
Theme Song: Fire Emblem Theme
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Name: Nic (Nicole)
Age: 18 human years until experiment. Time spent in new body, three years.
Race: Part human and machine.
Appearance: Wears full-suited armor including helmet. Her full-suited armor makes her gender indistinguishable. When she wants to relax or when armor is removed. You can see she is a girl, hair color brown and is always tied up in a pony tail, she has brownish green eyes, pale white skin. You can see how the machinery slides into her skin. On her back you can see the man made veins that extend from a center point of her back and go through out her body.
Personality: Oddly quiet, anti social when it comes to speaking to others yet, not afraid of doing what needs to be done. She is content with the way she is and how things turned out to be.
Youstory: A former resident of Huberius who later became a human experiment for Human Weapons Technology (H.W.T.) She was sentenced for life as a prisoner for the murder of a high government official who supposedly destroyed her family. Needing a actual human to conduct the experiment. The Prison volunteered her for it. In the experiment she was directly infused with war weapons and armor. Most of her organs we're removed and replaced with machinery. Since her heart was incapable of functioning with this new body. It was rid of and needed to be replaced or she would die and this project would be forever discontinued. Desperate, these scientists needed a new life source. Aware of the consequences if she died in there midst, they used a unreached stone. They ended up calling it a Harwt which was similar to a heart. It was probably the only source that could grant this war machine life as well as the capability for her to use her infused weapons to her own will. From the outside she looked human, from the inside she was anything but that. She has no recollection of memories before the experiment. She gets strange unclear flashbacks of her past triggered by situations or events she may see. She has spent three years in her new body only to be restricted to the Human Weapons Technology facility located in Huberius. She does not remember much of the real world. Although she craves for the day when she can show herself to and when many just like her may roam the entire universe. When she does have a chance to go out she is often surrounded by lots of unnecessary body guards. Being the only representative of her kind she receives daily military training of the highest form, is well disciplined, physically, mentally and emotionally strong. Invitation was received by the President of H.W.T. he saw this as a chance to show Nicole to the world and gladly accepted.
Weapon(s): Yellow beam sword strapped onto her back. The guns attached to her arms. Jet packs on leg and arms for flight.
Power(s): Uses jet packs on legs, and arms for flight. Attacks are fast yet, pack a punch.
Weaknesses: The sight of her own blood. Water. Veins that extend through out the inside of her suit.
Special Attack(s):
1. She pulls out her sword and slices at whatever is in front of her.
2. Rapidly fires plastic bullets. Momentarily stuns the person.
3. She grabs the character and puts them into a headlock, flies as high as possible in the air and releases them.
4. Turns on cloaking device. Turning her and whomever she is grasping hold of invisible for a set period of time.
5. Uses jetpacks as a weapon. By charging them and suddenly blasting them.
Final Smash: Her Hawrt becomes overloaded with unknown energy, making her two times faster and stronger.
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly: Neutral
Puppet Master: Zero_Suit_Cameo
Theme Song: Prayer of the Refugee
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Name:"Mad" Morgan
Age:26
Race:Humanoid
Appearance:A lightly tanned well Built Man sporting a unusually Extravagant Hat plumed with several beautiful feathers accented by his Long flowing mane of brown which reaches a few inches down past his shoulders, once you look at these you are shocked to see that the rest of his outfit contains only a leather Jacket which on the back reads "Peace" in bold, this showing off his body toned and scarred from many battles both mentally and physically. From his belt down it itself sporting a skull on it possibly human maybe an animal, maybe a cross between... Wearing Faded Loose blue jeans held by this very belt no scars appear on them yet the sheer age of them shows they had seen better days. And on his feet he wears nothing more then simple Tan work boots as if every day were just like a day at the fields...
Personality:A tramp of sorts, his actions always speaking much louder then his words no matter how loud he yells or talks. His swaggering nature belies an inner fierceness that shows only on the battlefield, if this almost bipolar personality didn't seem bad enough his overly respectfulness towards people of authority easily shows how much he doesn't care for them
Youstory: Born in a typical town in a typical country in a typical world of people who live life as they are told, Morgan was born there he was raised to be kind and courteous and respect there Diety, but this wasn't what Morgan wanted so one day he did some snooping and found several priests conversing with their "God" they spoke of sacrificing the town, this was something that Morgan would not allow but knowing his limits he attempted to flee so as to tell the people what he had heard. But he was caught the "God" apparently had foreseen this and figured he could use the boy as his instrument of destruction. Setting upon him a series of augmentations and surgery's they granted him powers, powers that allowed him to become strong but also corrupted the youth, he wanted more and more power, he then went on a killing spree slaughtering many a innocent with his new found power, the god was most pleased with this and continued to egg him on with promises of "power" and "Might" with each new kill, then one day after killing the parents of a young child not even old enough to walk yet. He thought the child would make an ample sacrifice but when he went to pick up the child it spoke one word... "peace" this brought much memory's flooding back to him the shame and misery came upon him in waves he took the child and gave himself to the local townspeople. These people accepted the child but could not make up their minds on what to do, as they were a peaceful people not used to things like violence... their representative asked Morgan if he would like to redeem himself, he eagerly accepted. He was then tasked to destroy the places of worship which were done quite promptly with the townspeople mouths agape watched in awe this was when he was given the title "Mad" Morgan. The God enraged at this betrayal came down himself in all his chickeny goodness, but the god had made a mistake without followers he was nothing and was soon killed and thus KFC came to be... Then one day while relaxing in his home his town now no longer bothered by the god but now facing much more usual problems the former priests had banned together to revive it and formed a group called the crusaders... These people ever prevalent in his mind pulled at him and made him wish to stay but the letter for the tournament seemed even more intriguing... leaving the defense of the people to his Police force he himself had made...
Weapon(s): His Fists combined with Psychic powers for a devastating one, two punch!
Power(s): Psychic Power derived from his Mind able to be used to communicate, move things, make fire, and even increase his strength
Weaknesses: Fish they scare him.... a lot... His great strength is offset by his sluggishness making him a slow runner but a hard hitter. Since he is a Hand to hand fighter Ranged attacks are effective against him
Special Attack(s): 1.Angry Fist - Gathering Strength into his right hand he releases a flurry of fierce punches at the opponent
2.Dusk - using his mind he creates a dark smoke screen
3.Kick - a swift kick to the shin or other areas....
4.Dawn - Creates a bright light that heals self and anyone basking in it
5.Fierce Combo - a quick punch kick combo to take the enemy off guard usually followed by a stronger attack
6.Psychic Fire - creates fire by using his mind good for cooking...
Final Smash:Pycho Power - Overflowing rage overtakes Morgan as he becomes "Mad" Morgan his body discharges psyonic electricity combined with an increase in speed and strength and lack overall manners
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly: Neutral (An Opportunist by trade)
Puppet Master:Matsu x
Theme Song: Alien Ant Farm-Smooth Criminal
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Name:Kevin
Age:21
Race:Altered Human
Youstory:A strange youth he seemingly appeared from nowhere to challenge the grass kingdom, his army of demons and hellspawn led a unrelenting attack against them until he was defeated and sealed away..... until that is a message came to him and released him from his prison upon being released he found himself in a strange place, perhaps a new world he could conquer, But not having the ability to summon his army was a problem this he would solve by recruiting a great ancient power
Weapon(s):Psyonicly infused Arm enabling Basic Telekinetic powers and slashes
Power(s): Psyonic Powers
Special Attack(s):
1. Slash - a single slash with his clawed arm
2. Fire Slash - a single flaming slash
3. Rush - A rushing attack using momentum to throw the adversary off balance
4. Telekinesis - Using his mind he can move, lift, or even break objects
5. Fire - its fire... self explanatory
6. Hellspawn call - summons a demon to fight with him
Final Smash: Hell's Rage - Summons his demon army to attack a opponent or opponents
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly:Evil
Veteran/Newcomer: Newcomer
Puppet Master: Free for use under Ahmnis's permission
Theme Song:Plush
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:12 pm
~||○::-[VIII. Claimed Veterans-Newcomers]-::○||~ Name:Kenichi Matsu
Age: 32
Race: Human
Youstory: (due to the fact that side characters especially in old games never got large bio's I've written his from what I know) 0Born in a small city he lived his early years working using this money to try and go through college he would go through schooling till he was about 24 then he would happen upon an organization called the crusaders. They would offer him much money and power if he joined which he happily jumped on the offer. He would dress in there garb and fight and kidnap for them. He would learn as time goes on that his Neighbor a police officer would do an external investigation of the crusaders, and he was unfortunate enough to encounter Matsu. Matsu in the encounter was forced to have to kill him, but the man asked "Matsu.... I know its you.... Since I am no longer for this world would you look after my son Akira?" Matsu filled with regret and guilt agreed and left the organization, he would then spend the rest of his life working as a traveling candy and fish seller making money for the orphanage that Akira resided in. Matsu did more then just that he always stayed close to Akira acting as a guardian angel for him in times of need, although he had just gotten a lead on what the Crusaders were lately up to he felt more intrigued by a letter that invited him to a tournament, leaving Akira behind feeling confident in his fighting abilities along with his budding Psychic Abilities he left for a short time... he would then arrive at the arena and be registered where now he fights for a prize he hopes might help his surrogate son
Weapon(s): Fists, Martial Arts
Power(s): Brute Strength
Special Attack(s):
1. Angry Fist - a Very strong punch concentrating all his energy
2. Kick - A swift Kick
3. Fierce Combo - A Punch kick Combo strong enough to take down even a demon
4. Deadly Thrash - a series of lightning fast punches and kick
5. Cat Stance - Increase strength and defense
6. Headbutt - A smack to the head which can take down even the largest of men
Final Smash: Matango Rush - Matsu takes a overdose of the drug Matango and gains increased speed strength and even basic Psyonic abilities but loses all manner of self and becomes a being made only for war, once it wears off Matsu loses the ability to fight for a limited amount of time
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly: Good
Newcomer/Veteran: Newcomer
Puppet Master: Matsu x
Theme Song:Go! Go! Buriki Daihoh!
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Name: Ike
Age: 17
Race: Human
Youstory:Ike – just plain Ike, no more or less – is the hero of Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance. He’s a new member of the Greil mercenary group led by his father, and eventually rises to become the organization’s leader, while also taking charge of the Crimean Liberation Army in order to liberate the kingdom of from invasion. He has the blunt, tough attitude of a career soldier and little experience with matters more delicate than combat, which occasionally means he doesn’t interface too well with his principal employer, the dispossessed Crimean princess Elincia. He was confronted by a strange creature that gave him a mysterious letter from a benefactor he only knew as Hubris. He came to Huberius hoping to find a way to give his mercenaries an edge.
Weapon(s): Two-Handed Great Sword
Power(s): Great Strength
Special Attack(s):
1. Aether-Ike first throws his sword in the air. During this time, he can take damage, but cannot flinch. After the sword hits the apex of its trajectory, he jumps up, catches it, and comes hurtling towards the ground.
2. Eruption-Ike throws his sword in the ground, it explodes in a burst of flames.
3. Counter-Ike will strike a pose and a small, metallic "c***k" sound will be heard. For about a second, any attack that Ike is struck with other than grabs will turn them invincible for the duration of their swing
4. Quickdraw-Ike lunges forward a short distance across the stage and slashes at the enemy.
Final Smash:His explosive Final Smash, Great Aether, can do terrible damage to a single opponent on the upswing, and then come back down for an area-effect blast to rough up even more enemies on the ground. Joined with Lucas, a Hyper Combination Aether Starstorm is produced.
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly: Good
Newcomer/Veteran: Newcomer
Puppet Master: LogTimeKeeper
Theme Song: Ike's Theme~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Lucas
Age: 12
Race: Human
Youstory: In MOTHER 3, Lucas is a young boy suddenly gifted with psychic powers, which he uses to defeat the evil Pig Mask Army that invades his quiet home on Nowhere Island. He’s a quiet, non-aggressive type by nature – his older brother accuses him of being a crybaby – but with the help of his allies, he’s able to stand up and overthrow the occupation of the island. One day, he was visited by a strange looking humanoid creature bearing a letter addressed to him.
Weapon(s): Baseball Bat, Snake, and PK powers
Power(s): Lucas is a PK user, and hence he has psychic abilities that enhance his fighting prowess.
Special Attack(s):
1. PK Thunder- Lucas charges up his psychic energy and unleashes a ball of lightning.
2. PK Frost- An attack that temporarily freezes an enemy with a spark of frost.
3. PK Fire- A pillar of fire that hits the enemy a number of times, if Lucas's adversary is unlucky enough to run into it.
4. PSI Magnet- This move absorbs the energy of projectiles and other attacks and uses it to recover from damage.
Final Smash: PK Starstorm-bombards an area with deadly meteors of psychic power. Coupled with Ike's Aether, a hyper combination called Aether Starstorm is created.
The Good, The Bad, The Just Damn Fugly: Good
Newcomer/Veteran: Newcomer
Puppet Master: LogTimeKeeper
Theme Song: Snowman
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:13 pm
~||○::-[IX. Story So Far...]-::○||~
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:13 pm
○||░||~::-X. Updates For You Brawlers~!-::~||░||○ Wednesday, December 5th 2007, 10:35 A.M./ 9:35 A.M.-The thread is OPEN!
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Thursday, July 10, 2008 8:36 PM-This roleplay is going through a revamping stage so it better accommodates a plot, character development, character interaction, and more lee way for creativity. I appreciate those who have requested to join the RP, however, you might have to add a little thing or two, due to the nature of the OC profile being changed. I'll send you all a PM when it's done, and I hope that more of you will come and enjoy the Brawl fun.
Unconditionally Yours~
Ahmnis
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Friday, July 11, 2008, 1:43 P.M.-Ephraim98 joins the Brawl as Aeroc from Fire Emblem! Welcome to the Colosseum!
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Sunday, July 13, 2008, 5:17 P.M.-Zero_Suit_Cameo joins the Brawl as Nic from Huberius! Welcome to the Colosseum!
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Wednesday, July 23, 2008, 12:32 A.M.-Matsu x joins the Brawl as Mad Morgan from KFC World! Welcome to the Colosseum!
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Friday, July 25, 2008, 8:46 P.M.-Rule # 10 added. Theme Song added to both OC (Original Character) and EC (Existing Character) profiles. And lastly, the Existing Character Profiles got more specifics.
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Saturday, July 26, 2008, 6:10 P.M.-The option of having two characters is opened at this time. A friendly warning to brawlers, no auto hitting as a small reminder!
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Saturday, July 26, 2008, 7:14 P.M.-Matsu x joins the Brawl as Kenichi Matsu from Live Alive! Welcome to the Colosseum!
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Sunday, July 27, 2008, 4:34 P.M.-LogTimeKeeper joins the Brawl as Ike from Fire Emblem! Welcome to the Colosseum! I also added in a new slot for the Existing Character Profiles: Veteran/Newcomer.
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Sunday, July 27, 2008, 4:35 P.M.-LogTimeKeeper joins the Brawl as Lucas from Earthbound-Mother 3! Welcome to the Colosseum!
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:15 pm
[OOC: As owner and proprietor of this thread dedicated to fighters everywhere, I Ahmnis Edalus Infiniel, declare this thread open to the Guild! ~She cuts the ribbon with a poignant snap and a winning smile.~]
In this city where the lights never went out, the technological advancements outranked the most prestigious in any dimension that dared to rival its power. Everywhere were flying cars, teleporters, huge holographic screens that flashed around every other corner, and colossal buildings that sparkled like precious jewels that reached towards the sky with spiraled fingers. Skyways and highways looped around and about, pumping the life blood of this metropolis that led into the heart of their inspiration. The creatures that populated it were far and few between, originating from a slew of alternate worlds and universes. There was no one person or species that was left out of the equation, and it seemed that they embodied what little comprehension of the imagination that Earthlings had. In its entirety, this society was content with what it was.
Competition, ambition, along with absolute victory made this stalwart society's identity, and the soul who owned this Utopian dystopia, was only known as Hubris. The streets were pristine and silent during the working hours of the average citizen, if it weren't for the crazed brutes shrieking in the stands of a gigantic, top-of-the-line, high-tech, Colosseum for a certain prized fighter to win. Of course, the fighters weren't paid, but they were accommodated like royalty in exchange for their abilities in the ring. These individuals came of their own free will, seeking to find glory, and Huberius was the best place to test their prowess in battle. The execution of technique and skill were adrenaline-worthy, the tension that the warriors made was an intoxicating drug that the crowd could never get enough of, and the fatal dance that they performed everyday of their lives was poetry in motion. Indeed, this society thrived off of it more so than the legendary annuls of Sparta, and it helped as a monetary boost for a variety of helpful programs for the poor and their needs.
Below the anti-gravity chambers, through the winding corridors of the Dimensional Manse, the maze of the ever-changing Training Grounds, and at the base of the arena, was the Registration Office. Here, all gladiators would be scanned, DNA approved and identified by the system, and they would be given a complimentary gift package for all the trouble. Afterwards, a lavish room located in the central section of the colosseum would be assigned with a universal access card to do with as they pleased. The current and only employee registered to both fight and attend to the newly invited fighters, was a young woman who was running at top speed, half a mile from the front doors. She was late, and she would be threatened by her Supervisor for the umpteenth time in only three months. Amazingly, she ran with one high heel on while trying to button up her mock-chrome-nurse uniform, and hoping to strap on her other shoe at the same time.
"Multi-task, should~huff~be~gasp~my...~puff~middle name!," she said in between breathing and fixing her hair once she got her other paraphernalia on. She prayed very hard to whatever God was listening in order for her not to be late. Of all things, why do I have to be late, the very day the newcomers get in! Keeping pace with her speed, Pathos was a silver and white blur by the time she got there. Taking her I.D. card, she swiped it with blinding speed hoping not to be caught by her boss.
Fortunately for her, he was in the restroom.
Once, she had time to settle down, she looked at her identification card and sighed. Pathos, that was the alias she had to use right now. Other than that, she was content with her pay and the benefits she received, but she was here for another reason. That reason was to fight. And fight she would, just as soon as the empty spots on her holographic computer would fill up. Then, she could throw away this sickening facade! A grin graced her features, and she had to look in the mirror at the top of her podium-like desk as a stray lock of hair got into her face.
"Figures..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 11:29 am
Bewildered by this strage city, Aeroc walked into the building where the messenger had directed him. Immediately, he saw a sign that said registrations "Good, at least their written language is the same here". Aeroc walked up to the registration counter and noticed a woman just sitting down. "Excuse me? I would like to register for the tournament"
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 2:12 pm
The young woman almost jumped out of her skin when the sword fighter walked in. "Oh, my~! You must be new here! I was scared for nothing!" A sigh of relief was followed by an awkward chuckle,"Welcome, newcomer, to the Registration Office of Huberius! My name is Pathos and I'm the receptionist. Now, I need you to give me your name, a blood sample, date of birth, current occupation, and I need you to stand still as we do a complete body scan-" Her fingers moved swiftly across the holopad,"And as soon as I have all those, you're all set in the system."
As she was saying all this, four machines popped out from seemingly nowhere. One was a transparent holopad with a pen-like appendage, another was a thumb-shaped depression with a small pyramid shaped nail in the center, and yet another was an official looking document holopad with a pen-like appendage like the first. Two miniature floating orbs encircled the fighter, poised until Pathos gave the signal.
She finally got a good look at him, studying his archaic features from the leather-stitched outfit to the shining metal of his greaves. She was looking at him expectantly for a few minutes when realization dawned. He must be from a universe where technology isn't as developed yet...And he's good looking too! Good going, Pathos!, she mentally scolded herself.
You've made yourself look crazy!
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 3:06 pm
When four strange objects popped out of nowhere, Aeroc started to become nervous. Huberius? Where on Latheet am I? What are these things? I had better awnser her questions, and then maybe she will awnser my own. He said, "My name Is Aeroc Maltes. I was born September 17th, 1257. I work for the Hawta mercinaries." Glancing at the orbs circling his head, he said "What are these orbs doing?" As he looked at her, he noticed that she was very pretty. She also had the look of a fighter, not of a receptionist. He said, "And if you don't mind me saying, you look like a contestant for this tournament.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 4:21 pm
Ah, hope~!, she thought, giving Aeroc one of her best smiles. "What an interesting name-ah, you have to relax and stay still, Mr. Maltes, those orbs will scan your body completely, and if you move-well, we're going to go through this whole process again," she playfully warned as the holopads set to work on recording his information quite quickly, zipping back into the desk once they were done. When he commented on her prowess as a warrior, she was taken aback. She blushed, knowing that his statement was merely an observation, but she couldn't help herself since fighting was close to her heart.
Even if her name was whispered in the corners of the Underground, she wasn't THAT well known!
Calm down, Pathos! He's just like every other registrant that walks in here-although, not every contestant ever said that to me...They just thought I was some, stupid receptionist with a nice body... The hovering thumb pad beeped shattering the rather rosy filled thoughts taking shape in her head.
She cleared her throat, embarrassed that she had to find her voice again. " Why, yes, yes I am Mr. Maltes, I am in this tournament-I have yet to prove myself to the crowds and I'm rather antsy to-," she caught herself when she realized she was getting comfortable, too comfortable in his presence. "Please excuse me, I'm getting off track, I apologize for my ramblings," a furtive glance to his gauntlet, made things a bit easier to take. "Can you remove your left gauntlet so we may take your blood sample?," she asked as politely as she could, trying to muster what was left of her dignity.
How can one guy I barely even know do this?, then again she wasn't flattered that often.
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