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 Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:30 pm
Angalos and Dema; the War Continues.
Long ago, the world was torn. Angalos and Dema, the creators, were locked in a bitter battle that had been raging for fourteen thousand years. Their minions, the anapara and the dimmartae, were sealed in the earth, defeated, and never to be released. By the time the wars ended, the realm lay in ruin, bodies scattered to the winds, fires raging at temperatures never before heard of. Through this, Angalos and Dema fought. In the end, Dema managed to seal Angalos, and herself, into the earth as well.
In time, the realm healed. Eventually, beings from other planets came and began to take up residence on what was then known as 'Callabrax'. These beings, called humans, worked to create an environment that they could thrive, having fled from their homeland. They renamed the planet, calling it 'Earth'. All the while, Angalos and his anapara, along with Dema and her dimmartae, slept, waiting for the day that they could rise again.
Many years later, millenia, in fact, Dema rolled within her prison. Her eyes snapped open, and her incisors lengethened to razor sharp points. Her eyes glowed an eerie shade of red, and the earth around her shifted. Her body, clothed in nothing but rags now, rose through the soil, coming to the surface. As she surfaced, her dimmartae awakened as well. She could hear their cries of anguish and hunger beating at her, but she did nothing. Eight feet away, she knew another was stirring: Angalos. Dema and the dimmartae vanished.
Slowly, dirt and debris started to gyser into the sky like a fountain. It quickly gained speed, until there was a pit, thirteen feet deep, in the ground. Smaller gysers shot into the air everywhere, and humans began running in fear; cell phones picked up images later to be explained as an 'unexplainable phenomenon'. Angelos, the first Culwar, jumped out, shaking the remnants of blood off his thick pelt. Before the eyes of his anapara, he shifted into the form a of a beautiful man, all tawny skin and shining ebony hair. His crystaline blue eyes took stock of his surroundings as he looked around in horror at what Callabrax had become, at what he had created.
In his head, Angalos could hear Dema's soft, hissing laughter. He felt her fingers brush at his mind, felt her touch on his back; he felt the sharp pain in his neck, as if she was there, as if she was sinking her teeth into his skin. Displaying no emotion, Angalos turned, and with his deep voice ringing in the ears of all, both present and far, said this: "Callostre nigam kailor giesh, teh mora war gentoh, Dema." You're rein is at an end, Dema. I shall free the world of your filth, and all shall be free.
A screach, similar to the sound of nails on a chalkboard sounded; Dema had heard, and she knew; the rule of the Gorai was at an end, and Dema would perish - eventually, her power would dwindle, weakened from centuries without fear to feed on.
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:31 pm
Dema is the first, and strongest 'Gorai' - vampire. She and her chosen few have been terrorizing, then terminating the people who live on Callabrax, now Earth. In the past, residents weren't human, but now they are, and as such, the dimmartae (those would be the twelve strongest warriors, Dema's Chosen) are able to convert them into nakagorai - halfling vampires. The conversion is long, lasting from one day to almost two weeks; the longer the conversion, the stronger the vampire.
Not all Gorai are under Dema's control. Some were created by accident, some deserted when they found out what Dema stood for; there were thirteen dimmartae in teh beginning - it is rumoured that the strongest deserted Dema and serves as Angalos' right hand. The regular Gorai are not evil, unlike Dema's Chosen. The chosen slaughter at will, and now, unleashed onto the human world, they cause untold damage.
Angalos is the first, the strongest were-being. His base, or original form, is that of a wolf. All anapara have base forms, and all are that of an an animal, most commonly a wolf (not all are lupine, just most). He is a Protector, along with his anapara (there are nine anapara). Unlike the Gorai, all Culwar are good, though not all are anapara. They do not have the ability to convert humans into Culwar, unless they mate; if they do, the mate takes on the characteristics of that particular Culwar. Culwars mate for life - there's no going back from that.
Angalos and the rest of the Culwar were protecting the world when Dema locked them inside the earth. They were never to awaken again, part of the spell Dema cast, but Angalos turned it around and locked them both; all Dema had time to do was alter the spell slightly, so that they would all rise again eventually. After thousands of years, Angalos and Dema are back, one trying to protect humans, one trying to destroy and enslave them.
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:32 pm
Rules
One Literacy. Of course you must be literate, but that has nothing to do with post length. I for one don't care how long your posts are, so long as they're readable and they make sense. Just have proper spelling, and make your posts something people can work off of, and it's all good. But, no Asteriks. That's these little things **. You need to use third person, and "..." when you're speaking. ((Something like this for OoC)).
Two Profiles are very important; in this roleplay, I want a it in paragraph form. You need to include race, name, a glimps of their personality, some of how they look, and a general biography. That means there has to be at least six sentances, and that's just at the very, very least. A good profile paragraph would be ten - twenty sentances. (but I won't make you do that; I'd just prefer it)
Three Roleplaying colors. Light colors such as yellow, cyan, and linen are unacceptable. I have better things to do than trying to figure out what your post says. Hate it? Too bad so freaking sad.
Four You. You do matter. But it's not all about you. If I start hearing you, you, you, you, you, well, I tend to get a little upset. That's why there is no twisting the roleplay around so it's all about you. Please don't.
Five Perfect people are extremely annoying so do me a favor and don't be perfect! God, I hate that. If everyone was "so called perfect" this would be an extremely boring and all the same world. And in this roleplay we're going to live on a little planet called earth, also referred to as the world. You break out Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu characters, I break out my big fat 'PROFILE DENIED' button.
Six I am G O D! That's right. What I say goes. That's it. All there is to it. You follow my rules, you follow guild rules, and you follow the friggin' ToS.
Seven Cussing. Cussing is fine. I do a great deal of it. Although, I don't want it every other sentence then that looks really... extremely... horribly trashy. No '********! ******** this, ******** that, ******** this ******** s**t' because if you swear that much, you need to go to an anger management class. HOWEVER! Since (most of) the characters are pretty durn ancient, they ahve their own language; feel free to make up random swear words that can be as foul as you like. xD
Eight Please PM me your profile paragraph. I cannot stress this enough. If you post it, it looks gross and messy, and people keep on joining and interrupting the flow of the Rp. So, PMs, baby. Subject, 'Mount Wannahockaloogie'. Go, Nemo!
Nine If you want to be one of the dimmartae/anapara, state in your PM that that's what you want. If I say yes to that, then I'll give you a number and some more general info on them. (Just as a side note, number doesn't designate rank. It's just the order in which they were created.)
Ten All species/everybody-can-play-them-as-needed characters will be posted in colours (darkred for Gorai and silver for Culwar), and all the accepted profiles will be posted in ash.
Eleven I have alot of rules and just so we're straight on this...I have the right to add/change rules as I see fit, and the right to harsh on anyone who breaks them. :]
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:34 pm
Culwar. - - - Angalos.Angalos is tall; he stands at 6'7", and is very pretty, in a masculine sort of way. His skin is tawny, without an ounce of extra fat, his bones are sharp, but he's not skinny enough that he looks unhealthy. Just the opposite, in fact; he seems to glow with health. His build is large; he has broad shoulders and heavy muscles - power sits around him like a cloak, making him appear even bigger. His eyes are a piercing shade of blue, almost electric, and they seem to see right through to a person's soul. His hair is midnight black, so black it gives the allusion of blue tints. Angalos' base form is that of a wolf, but unlike the regular Earth version, he is very, very big, almost thrice the size of anything found on Earth. His pelt is thick and luxurious, and the same shade of black as his human hair. His eyes are also the same blue.Anapara.There are nine anapara; eight now that Mikel was bitten by the seventh Chosen and changed into a mysterious blend of Gorai and Culwar. They stand at Angalos' side, protecting the humans and destroying Dema's dimmartae. They posess a wide variation of human and animal forms, but the one thing they all have in common is their eyes; the anapari all have dazzling blue eyes, though none are quite the same as Angalos'.Mates.The mates of the Culwar differ in appearance, as well. Human do not have animal forms, but they do take on the characteristics of their mate's animal once the ritual is completed. Those with Chasi blood (the original dwellers of Callabrax) are extremely rare, but once found, they are able to take on their mate's animal form.Mikel.Mikel is a mystery; once the fourth anapara, he was charged with the destruction of the dimmartae. Countless times, he fought them, and countless times, the battles were stalemated. He was no stronger than any of them, nor were they stronger than him. In the last battle, centuries before they were all locked to the Earth, Tamasari bit him, and the Gorai venom spread through him. Mikel was taken to Angalos, who sent him into seclusion until they could figure out how he was changed. He lost the ability to morph from man to beast, and his left eye, oncea brilliant blue, is now Gorai red. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:34 pm
Gorai. - - - Dema.Dema is beautiful; she's small, her strength perfectly disguised. To humans, she appears vulnerable, fragile, even frail - as if she might break if you so much as breathe in her direction. It's all a clever ploy, one that is discovered as soon as you step within her reach; razor sharp fangs peek out from behind rosy lips, and her eyes, at first glance, appear brown, but on closer inspection are revealed to be a deep, bloody red. They are old eyes, that have seen more than their share of slaughter. Dema's skin is like porcelain, smooth and white, with no blemishes marring the perfection. Her bones are small and delicate, but strong - so strong. Dema's diminutive size conceals a treacherous heart and an endless thirst for blood.Dimmartae.Essentially, the Gorai are vampires; they feed indiscriminately on the blood and fear of Culwar, Chasi, and humans alike. Originally, the dimmartae were Chasi, the strongest, bravest of all of that species, until Dema set her sights on them. Thirteen brilliant, talented men and women were individually seduced by the draw of her power and promises. One by one, they fell, making up Dema's dimmartae; her Chosen. They are all beautiful, perfect... insane. The seventh dimmartae, Tamasari, was the best of all the Gorai, save Dema herself. Nakagorai . The nakagorai are human-turned-Gorai; only Dema and her Chosen are able to convert regular humans. Their teeth hold a venom that paralyzes the body and eventually tranforms inner organs during a long, drawn out process wracked with pain. Not many humans are able to survive the conversion, either, but if they do, they lose all sense of who they were; the bloodlust comes over them and they feed indiscriminately. It's hard, nearly impossible to resist killing when they're in that state, but if they do kill, then they lose their sanity as well. All traces of humanity leave them; the become beautiful, their appearances at the peak of whatever potential they had as a human. Tamasari.Rumours abound that Tamasari is dead, his battle with Mikel the end of his life. That is not so; Tamasari deserted Dema's army, and fought against her in the final battle before imprisonment inside the Earth; he alone escaped. He was changed by Mikel's blood, given back a small piece of his human nature, and with that, his conscience. Unfoprtunately, Mikel claimed his right eye when they fought. Currently, Tmasari is in hiding among the humans. He wants no part of this war, on either side. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:49 pm
Dramatis Personae; Culwar - - - Angalos - Playable by anyone, whenever they need him.
Anapara
One;
Two;
Three;
Mikel; nEOROTIC_nARCOTik
Five;
Six;
Seven;
Eight;
Nine;
Mates
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:52 pm
Dramatis Personae; Gorai - - - Dema - Playable by anyone, whenever they need her.
Dimmartae
One;
Two;
Three;
Four;
Five;
Six;
Tamasari; nEOROTIC_nARCOTik
Eight;
Nine;
Ten;
Eleven;
Twelve;
Thirteen;
Nakagorai
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:59 pm
Hey, you! Reserved.
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:59 pm
Hey, you! Reserved.
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 7:00 pm
Hey, you! Open.
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