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Psy Yen
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PostPosted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 4:27 pm


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PostPosted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 4:45 pm


Story

Blood...We all know what it resembles...what it means. We've all experienced bloodshed in our lives. War, hatred ...power... What is it about these things that makes us kill our brothers and sisters? Why do we take up arms and fight? Becuase it's a good cause? Do we fight for our Gods? What good has ever come from pain? The pain I feel now I would wish upon no one. This war...this unending war....It pains my heart so. I for it to end. I wish...for peace. A day i know will never come. In a story where one only knows bloodshed and hate, where can there be peace? In a world ruled by fear and a lust for power, where can we truly belong? Can we even belong without having to carve our space with a sword? I wish it were so. I am tired of fighting. I am tired of the pain. But, if I must, I will take up my sword and fight. There is just no other way. The power of the cursed sword instills fear and men lust after it. The power of the Holy sword instills hope and men seek it as well. But when swords clash they are not holy or cursed...They are meerly weapons. Weapons that scream for blood. Weapons...that long to kill. Men flee from demons out of fear...they brush away the darkness with fire. But in battle men become demons themselves in a vicous cycle that appears inside an endless circle.
A circle I wish to be free from...


~Akaihebi Riku~
 

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PostPosted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 5:21 pm


Profiles


Name: Akaihebi Riku
Age: 18
Birthplace: Okinawa Japan
Race: Hebi Demon
Class: Swordmaster
Personality: Riku is kind, and gentle wishing for a quiet life of peace. But fate always seems to call him into battle where he becomes cold and detatched in order to keep the pain out of his heart.
Description: Riku is 6' even with fair skin and jet black hair that is usually out of his face save a few strands of his bangs. His eyes are bright yellow and he has a lean build but not overly muscular. He's divinely handsome with the only flaw being on his face where a scar forever marks him of his first defeat. His coat is crimson red with black trimming, over a black cotton shirt. His belt is a light brown and his slacks are also black and tucked into black boots. His protect braces on his arms are crimson like his coat.
Other: He was a talented sowrdsman from a very young age. His talent has allowed him to excell in mastering the Katana, Kunai, Greatsword, and staff.
Weapon: Gassan

Name: Akaihebi Ritsuka
Age: 18
Birthplace: okinawa japan
Race: Hebi demon
Class: Swordmaster
Personality: Unlike her twin brother, Ritsuka embraces her demon nature and thirst for blood. She's cold and violent and really agressive. She's always competeing with Riku and is incredibly power hungry.
Description: Ritsuka also has fair skin and yellow eyes. Her jet black hair reaches her shoulders and covers her right eyes partially. A crimson bandana is tied around her head and her top is crimson also, decorated with rings and a metal and gold colar. Her shirt is low backed and she wears black ringed pants with dark leather sandals. The serpent braces on her arms represent her clan and are black along the snake's back and crimson under it's hood. The fangs on her braces come from actual cobras and are still latent with poison.
Other: Ritsuka was also talented with weapons even as a young girl but she had never once beaten Riku in a fight. Her main weapon is one she bought from a merchant from China, not trully aware of what kind of sword it was. She has mastered kunai, daggers, nunchaku, staffs, and the chinese sword.
Main Weapon: Soul Calibur (Unbenounced to her. She calls her sword Wakare Kiri which means "Parting Mist")

Name: Clair (last name unknown)
Cover Name: Calamity
Age: 29
Birthplace: London England
Race: Human
Class: Ninja (will make sense soon)
Subclass: Cleric
Personality: Cold and harsh yet kind at the same time. She's one who is a killer and a healer.
Description: her hair is light brown and her eyes blue as water. She wear's a ninja headpiece that covers her cheeks as well and a spay mask over her nose and lips. She wears a black undershirt under blue warrior armour and wears black metal gauntlets that turn her fingertips into metal claws. She wears black pants with string boots over them.
Other: Calamity was born in London but sold to slave traders for money where she was brought to Japan. She escaped when she was 10 and was taken in by a man who taught her medicine and the way of the ninja. when he was murdered she became a rogue, taking on jobs and killing for money. She is proficient with a Sickle and Kunai.
Weapon(s): Osaeta Hinode (Subdued Sunrise) and Mubo Yuwaku (Reckless Temptation)

Name: Divinity (Last name unknown)
Nickname: Divi
Age: 22
Birthplace: Unknown, but lived in France for a long time.
Race: Human
Class: Assassin
Personality: Cold-hearted and merciless, Divinity makes a great assassin. However, she's clueless in normal matters of humans, and tends to stray into the shadows when she's not working.
Description: Divinity's hair is silver (Not like gray, but shiny) and her eyes a dark blue, seeming to be almost black. She dresses in a black cotton shirt and black baggy pants. She wears a black hood that covers half of her face and has a small cape attached to the back. The face mask over the bottom half of her face hides her face entirely and it's amazing how she can see. She also wears black sandals and reddish-brown gauntlets.
Other: Divinity was bullied as a child, mostly because she didn't really belong anywhere. When she was about ten or so, she began wanting power, wanting to crush anyone who opposed her.
Her favorite weapons are her wave swords.
Weapon: The two curved, light blue blades she calls "Tsunami"

Name: Edmond Holland
Age: would be 21
Birthplace: London, England
Race: Human
Class: Monk
Personality: Edmond's a very kind person. When his mother died and his father left the family, Edmond cared for his younger sister, Cheyenne. However, when fighting, he becomes silent and closed up, not wanting to feel any pain, nor regret.
Description: Edmond's hair is a light greenish color and spiked a bit. He has very dark blue eyes, but not like ocean blue. He has a dark blue headband over his forehead. He wears a long-sleeved, grayish brown shirt, blue bracers, and a blue cotton shirt. He also wore white pants, and long, black boots with brown buckles.
Other: Shortly after he and his sister were on their own, he took her to France after earning a bit of money where he taught his sister how to fight. He kept his secret of killing for money from her, so not to hurt her.
He's skilled at nunchaku.
Weapon: A simple pair of nunchaku with blades on the ends called "Corrupt Talon"

Name: Cheyenne Holland
Age: 17
Birthplace: London, England
Race: Human
Class: Monk
Sub-class: Barbarian (Later on)
Personality: Cheyenne is strongwilled and determined to avenge her older brother. She's really a kind person, but tends to get emotional, espically when someone mentions her brother, or she thinks she found the person who killed him. She also gets a bit carried away in her fighting, but she likes beating the crap out of people.
Description: Cheyenne's hair is green like her brothers, but she has her mother's violet eyes. She wears a white, gold and blue shirt. She also has green gloves, a dark blue half skirt, white slacks, and long blue boots. She has a green beaded necklace with an amulet in the middle that seems to protect her.
Other: She's traveling the world to find out who killed her older brother.
She learned how to use nunchaku from her brother.
Weapon: Her brother's "Corrupt Talon"
PostPosted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 5:22 pm


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PostPosted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 5:23 pm


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PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:30 pm


I...want to be strong...
I want to be strong


These words filled the mind of a 10-year-old, silver haired girl as she sat in the rain, on the side of a street. Blood flowed from a fresh wound on her arm as people walked by.

I will become strong...

Her tears were masked by the light rain as the neighborhood kids walked by. Two of them stopped in front of her.
"What'cha gonna do now?" One said, he was tall for his age, with dusty brown hair, "Gonna cry for your dead mommey?"
"She already is!" The other said with a laugh. He was shorter, with black hair.
The first one laughed along, kicking the girl to the ground. "You'd be better off dead!"

No one can understand this pain...I must become strong...I will overpower them...

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PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:44 pm


In a flash of movement a strong hand reached out and grabbed the taller boy's fist while a leg swung out and knocked down the black haired one.
"I think you've done enough." Came the sharp, hard voice of a 19 year of female. She was clothed strangely for the region they were in, but her french was flawless. She flicked her arm and cast the struggling boy aside.
"Go now." She said. "For I am sure you do not want to have to deal with me." Her deep blue eyes then watched as the two boys hurried off.
The girl then turned back to the small child.
"Are you allright?" She asked and through her face was covered with a mask, her eyes were gentle, holding down the cold anger and hatred for the young and wounded girl.
PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:49 pm


The girl sat up, backing away a bit.
"W-Who are you?" She asked, her voice shaky, with an English accent.

Might she be able to help me? The words flashed into her mind.

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PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:53 pm


"So you speak English." The girl changed her language with as much ease as she spoke it.
"I am a warrior from the island country of Japan. A ninja." The girl straightened up so the young one could get a good look at her.
She was tall and well defined in tone, yet her brown hair and blue eyes was a definate symbol she was not of Asian decent.
"I saw the look in your eyes. Your desire to fight back. Why didn't you?" Her voice was calm yet slightly edged.
PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:57 pm


"They...They always do this..." her English a bit more fluent than her French. "Ever since...I can remember..."

I'm used to it by now... She thought.

"If I try to fight back, they only hit me harder." She lightly touched the wound on her arm. They had a knife and cut her that morning when she tried to run.

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PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 4:03 pm


"I see." The girl replied, kneeling before the small girl. She pulled out a bandage from a pouch at her waist and began to wrap up the girl's arm.
"So...you want to be strong to stand up to them?" She asked. The girl did not wait for an answer before she continued.
"Can you live with such a curse?" With that the woman tied off the bandage and stood.
"It is a powerful curse. One that consumes all without fail. I myself have been consumed. If you can live with such a burden...Then come with me and i will train you. I will teach you what means to be trully strong. I will offer you up to this curse..." The woman then turned and began to walk away.
PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 4:06 pm


The silver-haired girl blinked and stood.

I will become strong! The thought rang through her head and she jogged to catch up with the strange woman.

"Who are you anyway?" She asked, her dark blue eyes seeming to light up.

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PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 4:34 pm


"My real name is known only to myself and my late Master." The woman said. "However, I am known as Calamity." The woman glanced down at the small girl. "However, from now on you will call me Shiso. It means "Master" in Japanese. You must also learn how to speak Japanese. Do you think you can handle that?"
PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 5:34 pm


The girl nodded, "Of course!" She said, then added, "Shiso."

Name...

"I'm not sure what my name was...I was always "the Freak"." She looked at her bare feet as she walked, "But Shiso, could you call me Divinity?"

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PostPosted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 7:27 am


Calamity glanced down at the girl, seeing much of her old self in her.
"Of course." She replied and Divinity could somewhat see a smile forming beneath Calamity's mask.



"No! That's wrong. Do it again!" A woman shouted coldly.
Two eight year old kids, a boy and a girl, were facing each other in the courtyard of a large house.
The girl tighted her grip around her wooden sword and struck again.
"No. Wrong again Ritsuka." The woman said.
"But Mom, I can't get it!" The small girl complained. The woman's eyes narrowed.
"You will if you try it again." She said. "Bring your arms in closer."
Ritsuka tucked in her arms and struck again, and the boy's sword was forced down.
"There. See?" The woman crossed her arms.
"Argh!" Ritsuka exclaimed. "I was doing that before!" She said.
"I'm better with a real blade! Can't I have my sword back?"
"no. You're still too reckless." The woman said.
"I'm good enough to take on an old woman..." Ritsuka muttered.
"What was that?" The woman stood briskly, and the boy jumped.
"Were you challenging me?"
"I was! You just sit on your butt and tell US what to do! You never weild a sword! I can beat you easy!" Ritsuka said, feeling proud at her logical answer.
"Child...I could beat you in one move." The woman replied and turned to the boy.
"Riku! Fetch our swords."
Ritsuka blinked. they were going to use real swords?
When Riku returned the woman tossed Ritsuka her blade then unsheathed her own sword. She then sank into a fighting stance.
"Come on Ritsuka. You're getting your wish. Attack your mother."
Ritsuka held up her blade, wakare Kiri, and it gleamed in the sun light. It was much heavier than a wooden sword, but Ritsuka charged anyways luanching quick lunges.
The woman dodged them flawlessly and when she saw an opening she thrust her blade into it and after a breif clash of metal, Wakare kiri flew from Ritsuka's hands and her mother's blade tapped her chin.
"One." She counted.
"tch!" Ritsuka breathed, looking away.
Riku clapped for his mother and cheered for his sister.
"that was goo Ritsuka! You almost got her once!" He said.
"Shut up Riku." ritsuka said, pushing her sword into his arms for him to take away.
"You talk like a weakling. Why don't you behave more like a demon for once?" She then walked off, the hem of her yukata fluttered slightly as the wind blew.
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