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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:09 pm
Announcement: Hi, guys, I'm going to close this roleplay and put it out of its misery. It was fun roleplaying with you all!Warning: This is NOT a fast RP. Read the summary for where we are. Accepting applications!The universe is my playground, yet I can only see. The universe is my playground, but yet I can’t leave.
The Universe Is Not Enough
..and that is why I need you...
Genre: Adventure (this is not a romance rp) Setting: Many worlds of the universe Characters: Pretty much anything People who didn't want a previous character to die, here's another chance to rp him/her/it. Number of Characters: Max 8 for now Speed of RP Slow. IRL is busy, so slow.
Contents Post 1: Here- Intro 2: Background 3. Rules 4. Character Creation 5. The Lady 6. Current News and Summary 7. Characters 8. Retired/Inactive Characters
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:13 pm
Background
The universe contains many many different worlds, places that haven't been explored and places that have. Nevertheless, there are civilizations in different parts of the universe that vary immensely from each other and may have never met each other.
Whichever world you're on, you might have noticed that your world has been having more natural disasters lately or some other sorts of disturbances. It’s almost as if an apocalypse is coming.
And one day while you are going about your life normally or even if you're being disturbed by a natural disaster, you're suddenly pulled by some strange force and you lose conscience.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:14 pm
Rules
1. Follow guild and Gaia rules.
2. NO god-modding! Don't kill off someone else's character or make your character act all powerful! Since this rp is giving a lot of leeway to what/who your character can be, PLEASE KEEP THIS IN MIND!
3. Remember to write what the world your character is from is like! This is important!
4. To apply, fill out the character form and PM it to me with title "TUNE RP App- [name of your character]" MAX of 3 characters per person.
5. Separate OOC from IC somehow.
6. No cybering. Keep it clean. Gaia's users vary in age.
7. If you're going to be away, let us know in rp or pm!
8. I am a goddess in this rp! I will use my ability to move us along sometimes! Don't cross me!
9. PM me for questions and giving suggestions.
Note: How this RP goes depends on its members, so please have fun and be considerate!
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:16 pm
Character Creation
You can be any type of character you want, original or existing, BUT you will need to tell me what sort of world your character comes from. You can even count Gaia. This RP will involve random worlds. Haven’t decided if they’re going to be worlds that I’ve already created or just random. XP No one’s character is going to be all knowing. Since characters are going to come from different worlds and cultures, some people might be clueless in some worlds.
For example: If you come from a medieval fantasy world where magic exists and no technology, you won’t know about a world like Earth and how all these machines and such work. Some of the other characters could try to explain it to you.
Please fill out the form below:
[b]Name:[/b] Character name [b]Age:[/b] Character age [b]Gender:[/b] Male, female, or neither [b]Race:[/b] Human, elf, whatever else there is [b]Appearance:[/b] What does your character look like? Hair color, height, eyes, etc? [b]Picture:[/b] Optional, what does your char look like [b]Occupation:[/b] What does your char do on your world now? [b]Skills:[/b] What can your char do? Can he jump high, fight really well with certain weapons, heal? [b]Personality:[/b] What is your character like? [b]I am From:[/b] Describe the world/time period/technology/geography/races/ etc your world has [b]History:[/b]What your character has gone through [b]Other: [/b]Anything else? [b]Puppetmaster:[/b] Gaia Username
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:20 pm
The Lady
The Lady is the one who has randomly called you all to "The End of the Universe", a void that she lives in. Despite what the picture might imply, she's bed stricken and weak. She's confined to the bed and taken care of by servants.
You know nothing about her, and will learn nothing about her from her. She wants you to save the world by finding eight artifacts.
"The End of the Universe" is a void that contains a small castle with countless rooms. Inside are the Lady and her servants and occasional visitors such as you. There are guest rooms, dining room, kitchen, a library with black books that can't be read, etc. The only way to leave is through the Lady's power/portal.The Artifacts There are eight in all. I'll list the ones that are found here.
Artifacts may or may not emit energy identifying themselves. They can take any form, and thus can be hard to find.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:28 pm
Current News and Summary This section will describe the current world and the plot so far. Latest Update as of 1/29/10
The Beginning: All characters were somehow been pulled into darkness and awakened in plain looking room on a plain bed with a table with directions to the dining room. Also in the room are the characters' weapons whether or not they brought them with them. Everyone wandered the hallways, was questioned by some sort of creature and then found their way to the dining hall. Dinner was served, and the lady explained that the guests had to save the world. Details were left for later as the guests were allowed to rest and let the news sink in. Late comers such as Ian Frost have woken up and are also wandering.
The Telling of the Quest: The party meets the sickly Lady who charges them with a quest to find artifacts to save the universe... because the universe is breaking. Artifacts will react to each other, but the problem is finding one. After reading off a prophecy which hints that an artifact is close to some statue, the party discusses and Cyler wants to go to New York. To gather information, Jade and the Tauran have gone to the library. The others ask the Lady more questions about cloaking and communication and so on.
The Start of the Quest: The Lady has opened a portal to New York City, USA at the American Museum of Natural History by Central Park. Jonathan takes one of the communicators and the Tauren takes the others. The Tauran is the first to step through the portal.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:33 pm
Characters1. Lost_Realms/Lise Illumincroix Name: Jade Reinhardt Delacroix Age: 20 Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance: Red hair, blue eyes. Slim figure. 5'4''. Her clothes are what it looks like in the picture. Picture: JadeOccupation: Blackstar Performance Company performer Skills: Jade fights with a spear though not really that great at it. Her secondary weapon is bow and arrows. She's nimble as a dancer. Personality: A bit random sometimes. Gets as hot headed as her red hair and has high morals. Otherwise, she's playful but nice. I am From: A parallel world that is exactly like Earth except some people can use magic. Think of the world in the movie Van Helsing. Werewolves, Dracula, and things associated with Dracula exist. Technology is scant. It's like the Middle Ages. History: Jade has a brother Er Belmont who is an inventor, possibly the only one in the world who has figure out technology and been able to build minicomputers. Alas, Jade doesn't understand any of this. Jade and some of her friends were dragged into a Dracula conflict when fellow friend, Dante on a real estate travel, became trapped in Dracula's castle. The friends, with some kidnappings and supposed losses in the middle, were able to eventually defeat Lord Lune (Dracula) and his minions to save the world unknowingly. With Lune out of the way, there were other conflicts from the company that fellow friend Victor worked, which the friends would work on later. Currently, Jade is a performer in the traveling Blackstar Company. Other: Jade does not like to perform in front of others even though she is in the performance company. She enjoys writing and drawing and sometimes a private eye in her free time for fun. Puppetmaster: Lost_Realms/Lise Illumincroix 2. Amarella Harte Name: Hope Stevenson Age: 38 Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance: Hope 5’ 10”, very long braid of dark auburn, golden brown eyes, kinda buff . Dark leather pants, dark leather boots, long tight sleeved shirt, burgundy leather vest, metal gauntlets, leg strap knife, utility belt/kit, cloak, claymore on back. Picture: Occupation: (monster)Hunter Skills: Excellent with most knifes, swords and/or board, favorite is the 2-handed. Very strong and physically in good shape. Fast but not nimble. Personality: She’s older, wiser, with a calm demeanor, and a dry sense of humor. Traveling the world with just her mentor for company and later, herself, she tends towards quiet. She is moral, slow to make friends (moves on a lot) but fiercely loyal when she does. I am From: An earth-like world with mountains, oceans, deserts, jungles, and plains. Medieval technology, though not government. She is from a forested area with large cleared areas for farms and homesteads. Warm without being tropical. There are several races, a few not human. Several countries, mostly not at war. Though her village sees little outside of itself and the surrounding villages. History: Her parents are farmers. She also has two younger sisters, both married with families. She has chosen a lonely but rewarding life as a Hunter, married, so-to-speak, to her claymore, Dirth. All citizens are required between the ages of 16 and 21 to enter the army for two years so that they will be prepared if their country ever needs them. She was sent at 15 by choice, having learned all she could of the sword from her father, and having an unusual aptness, she chose a military career. At the age of 19, again having learned all she could, she apprenticed to a (monster)Hunter (no one knows were they come from or why more appear. Er… monsters not Hunters). Her mentor has passed on and she now travels alone. She was willing to post guard on caravans, bounce, etc. between monsters but lately. . ., there has been an odd increase in the evil creatures. Other: She loves music and sings a lot. She likes to read when she can get something. And yes, she still writes home to mother. Though she don’t visit as often as she should. Puppetmaster: Amarella Harte 3. FireStat Name:Ingram, Jonathan Age: looks to be in his early or mid 20's Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: He stands at about 5'7"/5'8". His skin color is a tanned and he has black hair. His hair style Is slightly spiked up, but his hair points foward and not straight up. He's thiner than most people in his world are but that dosen't mean that he doesn't have any strength. It should also be noted that his right arm is made of metal due too past events. Picture: He looks somewhat like this.Occupation: On his planet he's a Bounty Hunter and takes odd jobs all over the planet. Skills: He's an excellent marksman but his specialty lies with assult rifles and sniper rifles. He has more stength in his metal arm that any other person with regular arm has. He's also had a little training with close ranged weapons (swords, knives ect.) but it isn't anything impressive. Personality: He's very laid back, and relaxed. Even in high pressure situations he manages to keep his cool and think of a way through. He's also refuses to harm any innocents during a job, even if it means not getting paid for his work. He isn't greedy and will help out people with small everyday tasks without pay. He's also a little on the sarcastic side. I am From: His planet is much similar to earth. However, unlike Earth his planet conatins highly advanced technology and has gained some knowledge of what they call "Oculted Arts." These arts would be known as magic on Earth. As of right now, most of there magic is only the ability to transfer energy from within thier bodies into diffrent object. This inner energy is referd to by all kinds of things and has no offical name. Though the skill is basic, most of their magical abilitys work by moving the energy into their technology. They can't summon up a barrier or or fire off a beam of energy on their own, so they they channle their magic into diffrent pieces of equipment to produce the desired effect. Though there are other intellegent creatures on the planet that know how to use magic better than the humans, they have yet to be discoverd by the humans. The planets climate is mainly cold and in some locations it snows everyday of the year, but there are some area's with warm climate zones. History: For the most part, his history is like any average human. At around the age of 12 though, his right arm was bitten off by a shark (or a creature that's similar to earth sharks) while he was out at a beach on vacation with his family. He survived the unprovoked attack and it was only a few days later that his right arm was replaced by a metal arm. It wasn't untill around 18-21 that he joined a group of mercinaries. After a few years, despite being one of the highest ranks in the group he left and picked up bounty hunting. Other: Because of the attack when he was a kid, he's scared of water. He'll enter a swimming pool, but if there's an ocean or lake of any kind he'll try to avoid entering the water. Puppetmaster: FireStat 4. Aston Hale Name: Cyler Valentine Age: 16 Gender: Male Race: Lycan/ werewolf Appearance: 6ft,medium build, blue eyes, black hair, hair over one eye, fedora hat and black jacket with an assassin's robe under it, single katana around waist Occupation: Bounty hunter/Fighter for hire Skills: Swordsman, Transforms into half wolf (if angered), Quick and light-footed, Uses herbs for healing, Extra sensitive hearing and smell. Personality: Caring for anyone who doesn’t harm innocents. Over confident at times, and disgusted at those who do evil and know what their doing, Strategical I am From: A forest covered planet with few houses on the ground, most in trees. More like sword and spear planet. Inhabited by Lycans which dont hunt humans and are a race all themselves some humans, animals that climb the trees like monkeys, but called Tachs, carnivores called Shredders small in stature but large in numbers, other than that, not many known species. History: An abandoned child known for being a Lycan. Raised by Tachs and learned acrobatics and speed. Also raised by his own kind later on and learned swordsmanship and mercy. Fought in a battle between Lycans/humans, and a now extinct race of Doppelgangers called the Legions of Everblight. After the war began to end he left home and traveled to local towns picking off small bounties for overgrown shredders or small town criminals, as well as being a fighter for hire killing politicians and crime lords (not big but still there). After he became well known on his planet he made a lot of money on bounties and “jobs”. Then his career went downhill because he was too well known so if he killed someone it would be easy to trace back to his employer. Now he travels the forest ground killing and living off the land. Other: Cross shaped scar on side of face Puppetmaster: Aston Hale 5. Panpear Name: Mishaweha (or Misha) Age: 43 (a 'young adult' age for her race). Gender: Female Race: Tauren Appearance: Tauren (know in some vernaculars as 'cow-people') look much like that; humanoid cows. Mishaweha is no different than the rest of her race; she stands tall at 7'6'', with a smaller muzzle than a cow would have. Covered in a soft downy fur, Mishaweha is colored a light golden tan, spotted, so creamy white fur is also visible. She has a dark brown mane that goes from the top of her head to slightly past her shoulders, with two thick braids hanging down in the front, down to her chest. Above her blue-green eyes are her horns, and slightly behind those are her cow-like ears. Her large hands only have two fingers and a thumb, and her legs end with large hooves instead of feet. She also has a tail. Mishaweha often makes her own clothing, a set of leather and metal armor over her normal clothing (cloth shirt and pants). Chest guard, shoulder pads, cloaks, and helms (often shaped like a wolf's head) are just some of the armor she wears to protect herself from the hardships of battle. She also carries a mace and shield as her weapons. She also carries a satchel, strapped around her back, to carry food, water, and extra gear when not fighting. Picture: A Tauren In General This is not Mishaweha, but does give you a better idea of a Tauren's form. Misha in Full Armor (For this rp, imagine the weapon with no glow, and pretend the other armor looks more solid and less glowy). Misha in Full Armor AgainMisha Minus Weapons, Helm (She would look more like this when not preparing for combat.) Occupation: Mishaweha is an adventurer, typically performing more 'free-lance' tasks from her Chieftain and others on their side. Specifically, Mishaweha is a Shaman, a person who can talk to the elements of the world to aid them in their tasks. Skills: As a shaman, Mishaweha can communicate with elements from the world to aid her when she battles. Once she has spoken to them once, and addressed their needs, it is simple to call them up in the heat of battle. She is then able to shock her enemies with fire, frost, or wind, call lightning into her hands to strike at them, or create other natural effects to damage them. However, she is most specialized at healing others through the earth's spirit. The more damage she heals, or the more complex the attack, the more tired the shaman becomes. Mishaweha is also able to bolster the strength, health, or endurance of her companions by focusing energies through totems, though she does not do it too often as the effects drain her. It should be noted that if the elemental spirits disagree with how Mishaweha wants to use them, her powers will not work. Personality: Mishaweha is a quiet, sensible sort. Shaman, for her people, are the wise ones, who along side Chieftains, help solve disputes in their tribes. They give spiritual guidance. MIshaweha follows the elder shamans' lead when it comes to behaving in public. She feels she has much to learn to become a very respected shaman, since she still trains in their way. She tries to keep a calm, objective attitude in all situations, like a proper shaman would. Because of her silence when many others would be speaking, sometimes she comes off as arrogant, shy, or dumb (only the shy could really apply, and only other races would consider the 'dumb' option). When annoyed, the only sign (typically) is her ears flipping back. She likes the outdoors, her friends (including nature spirits), and crafting armor. She dislikes fighting (against other 'people'; she is not opposed to hunting for food or leather), small spaces, and being called a cow. I am From: Azeroth, a world similar to earth in climate, and some races. It has two major continents, called the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor (to the west). Both continents have a variety of climates, from plains to mountains, forests to swamps. Many races inhabit the land, though there are eight 'main' ones, split into two factions because of wars from the past. Along with the Tauren's in 'The Horde' are Orcs (aliens from another planet who came to Azeroth and now call it home), Trolls (an ancient indigenous species), and The Forsaken (free-willed undead humans). Opposing them in a pseudo-truce are Humans (like Earth's humans), Dwarves (another older race on the planet), Gnomes (they're short), and Night Elves (possibly the oldest race on Azeroth). Humans, Dwarves, Gnomes, and Forsaken generally live in the Eastern Kingdoms. Tauren, Orcs, Trolls, and Night Elves generally live on Kalimdor. Specifically, Tauren were once mainly nomadic tribes until they met the Orcs, who helped defeat their enemies and then establish a home city, call Thunder Bluff. It stands on tall mesas above the lush grasslands of Mulgore. Technology-wise, the people of Azeroth are advanced more in some ways than others. Guns are used, but people still use bows, or crossbows to similar effects. Enough technology is there to make rudimentary elevators, or other similarly complex objects. Most travel is still done by riding animals, however. As a Tauren, Mishaweha uses less technology than others, though she is familiar with them. Most Tauren prefer more nature-based structures and inventions, as evidenced by their Native American-like homes. All people on Azeroth know about magic, either the more arcane type learned from books or otherworldly demons, or Nature based. Various religious beliefs are also practiced. Belief in the Light is common among humans and dwarves; Night Elves worship the Moon Goddess Elune; Tauren respect the Earthmother. History: Mishaweha was born before the founding of the Tauren's main city, and therefore spent much of her childhood roaming the plains with her tribe. It was a dangerous time, with much turmoil caused by Centaur and other enemies. Fortunately, the majority of her tribe kept safe, sometimes traveling with other Tauren groups for safety. When the Orcs arrived, her tribe, along with others, pledge to help them. Mishaweha was not old enough to aid in direct battle, but she vividly remembers the preparations made; honing weapons, making bandages. It was during this time that her tribe's shaman noticed her latent ability to speak with spirits, and decided to train her. After the time of war, her tribe, along with many others, began to form their city. Mishaweha helped with this task as well, and proved her worth while doing so. Soon Tauren from other tribes would ask her to run errands, to travel to different places. She gladly accept, wanting some adventure while helping her people. She continues to do such tasks, including journeys to talk to other races who are allied with them. Other: The name 'Mishaweha' is a moniker that she uses when dealing with Tauren not in her tribe. Only a few know her real name, and she only uses it for more ceremonial occasions. Mishaweha is also bilingual, speaking both Taurahe (Tauren's native tongue), and Orcish (used by the Tauren's allies as a common tongue). Puppetmaster: Panpear 6. 7. 8. Articx-Frost Name: Ian Frost Age: 27 Gender: Male Race: Sand elf Appearance: Long green hair, covering his pointed ears, unusual for a desert race as most are born with sandy coloured hair. Stands at about 5 foot 6. Wears loose fitting garments for comfort in the heat of the desert. Has long thin blades strapped to his right leg. Is missing his left arm. Has sandy brown skin. Occupation: Guard for one of the many travelling caravans in the desert Skills: Is able to manipulate air currents, shaping and strengthening them into weapons. Can jump further by using the wind. Personality: Tends to be too serious but has been known to joke around with close friends. Preferring not to kill, Articx uses a non-lethal method of fighting, however this doesn't mean blood won't flow easily. I am From: An planet similar to Earth was hit by a meteor causing mutations through out the population. Is greener and cleaner than Earth with less pollution and more trees. He lives in the desert near the equator of Kie'rn. The people still use carts pulled by horse-like creatures. A sword and bow type of culture. History: Has been trying to battle his way through a fairly large war zone with his caravan and friends. They were travelling to the summer plains where they stay. this war is the most recent in a long line of fueds betwwen the two neighboring countries. Other: Dislikes anything to do with Deities. Puppetmaster: Articx-Frost
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 6:41 am
Retired/Inactive CharactersNatakuS Name: Chase Balthier Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Chase is somewhat large, roughly 6'2' in height and weighing in at 180 pounds, yet he looks very fit and in shape. He has purple hair and blue eyes. Often he wears a black shirt with khaki pants with several belts holding two flintlock pistols, a blunderbuss, several bullets, various items, and his trusted sword, Tidebreaker. When in combat, he can ditch any of the belts to lighten his load. Finally, he sports a pair of brown boots. Picture: ChaseOccupation: Pirate/Adventurer Skills: Chase is skilled with melee combat, as well as using guns. He has above average stamina and can travel for long periods of time without rest. Personality: Chase has a carefree view on life. He often doesn't let anything get to him, be it the law, disease, or even where his next paycheck will come from. He flows through life, much as the ocean flows through the world. Chase will gladly set off on adventure without so much as a night’s notice, preferring an exciting life rather than waiting around. He has a sense of justice, but is often unknown to others. I am From: The world of Arias. Arias is a mostly water covered world, with about only 15% of natural land mass. It is covered with ports for the sea and space as Arias is up to date with exploration both in the water and the air. Technology is in constant update, though it has reach nowhere close to computers, roughly around 19th century America. Yet the people of Arias are incredibly adaptive , able to understand how a new machine works and pick up on how to make it function given time to study it. History: Chase grew up on the oceans, being born on his parent’s ship. He learned how to fish, maintain a ship on his own and with a crew, as well as how to shoot a gun and swing a sword. Most importantly, at least in his mind, was that he was taught to listen to his heart when all else failed him. Taking that philosophy with him to his own ship given on his 15th birthday, Chase sailed over Arias, claiming many treasures, women, and priceless relics. He took the TideBreaker as his own, mastering its unique powers and slaying countless scallywags. Chase spends his days sailing with his crew and adventuring on the high seas. Other: Tidebreaker is a powerful sword, said to have been forged in the ocean itself. It contains the powers of the fierce ocean waves in its red blade.It can release terrific water assaults with Chase’s commands. Puppetmaster: NatakuS Saxons_Love_Pancakes Name: Azzuldanamardrik Mephotaradran Broomaidagustun (Azzuld) Age: 390,364 Gender: Genderless, yet generally referred to as male Race: Angel Appearance: 7' 7" and slim, with steel-trap sinews. Azzuld's smooth skin is an ocean green, with occasional orange spiral patterns. His one good eye is a radiant pure white that shines even in darkest night. Teeth are perpetually stained and pointed. Should he choose to unfold his glorious wings, they span an impressive 24 feet. When not in use they lie safely tucked under his skin. Although lacking in any body hair, he sports an impressive beard of luscious, blood-red hair that falls to his chest. He dresses in simple, earthy clothing. Like all angels, he bears a sword of fire. As a more personal flair, he carries a net forged from heavenly lightning. Picture: Occupation: Defender of Christ Skills: Basic understanding of magic, decent pilot for most space-fairing vessels, highly capable swordsman, superhuman strength and grace, adequate cook, minor holy abilities. Personality: Distrustful, clinical, weary, yet implacable and determined, and very much a creature of compassion. I am From: An earth that has already experienced the Second Coming. In the year 5,784, Jesus Christ came down from the heavens as he had promised to so long ago. Unfortunately, this event sent a physic shockwave so powerful that Cthulhu was awakened from his dark dreaming under the sea and exploded to the surface, devouring whole nations. This caused a rift in time and space, and other unspeakable horrors flooded in. The Elder Gods walked earth's feeble crust, and humanity trembled before their footsteps. It was a decade of unimaginable madness and fire, as the very substance of the earth was defiled and polluted. It finally cumulated with Yog-Sothoth storming the gates of heaven and devouring God. Jesus, the surviving angels, and the handful of faithful manged to escape to the rings of Saturn, where they hide to this day. Jesus has been in prayer now for years, practically catatonic. The Angels fight a hopeless guerrilla war against the forces of the Elder Gods, but their faith is gone, and before long the galaxy will be gripped in the seething palm of mad gods. History: Azzuld was not fully aware of his own existence until fairly recently, when the pearly gates were breached, and the barrier between heaven and earth crumbled forever. He has been a stoic, yet ultimately resigned defender, with great faith in Man, but little in the works of gods. Other: If transported to another universe, then Azzuld will be cut off from his last source of divine power, Jesus Christ, and be ultimately little more powerful than the common man. When he feels inspired and faithful, he may gain a measure of that incredible power back, but it will ultimately be fleeting. Azzuld can also disguise himself by virtue of a dark scarf wrapped around his arm, to appear as a middle-aged, scruffy man in ill-fitting, unkempt clothing. This effect persists so long as the scarf is wrapped around his neck. He currently resides on a space station, cloaked in the debris of Saturn's rings. He has a basic grasp of technology, but couldn't build a computer from scratch any easier than you or I. The earth he's from was just like our own. He came from a time of spacecraft and super-intelligent AI. On the other hand, he's spent most of his time in the heavenly realms, so technology is not a big part of his life. He considers it a background element. Puppetmaster: Saxons_Love_Pancakes Melphaligal the Challama Name: Atl Misu Quin Lang Age: 28 Gender: Male Race: Human... mostly, well that is what he calls himself. Appearance: Atl has tan skin with a sort of black flame mark on his left arm, there are also a few more but those are mostly covered by his clothes. Atl loves to wear some sort of cap and he really likes his black jackets with big buttons on them. He can usually be seen wearing what appears to be the same clothes everyday. They could be part of the same clothes since he just has his 'little helpers' make him new ones everyday. He has bright yellow eyes that always seem like they are holding back some sort of big joke from the world. Picture: Picture One! Another picture! Occupation: Hacker, Smart a** (for him it might as well be an occupation), surprisingly enough a very passionate (if secretive) chef Skills: Atl is very technology savy. He can hack into any computer anywhere at anytime. It also helps that he is somewhat of a technopath, for those who don't know what that is he will be very happy to explain it in detail. He is somewhat of a decent brawler to, though that is mainly because his attitude gets him into a lot of fights. Because of his 'father' Atl has a swarm of nanomachines that are invisible to the eye that he controls through his will. These tiny wonderful machines can put together atoms in order to create things seemingly out of thin air, of course they are not but that is what it looks like. 'Born' with these machines Atl is very used to them being around him and doing what he wants them to do. They can't really aid him in a fight but they are great for connecting his mind to the world around him and finding bits of information out. Personality: Atl Misu Quin Lang, a very long name that he is pretty proud of, is for one thing a smart a**. He doesn't care if it will piss someone off or make someone cry, if he thinks it he will say it. This gets him into a lot of fights as can be expected. You will either love him or hate him there really isn't an in between. Atl is one of a kind, literally, and he will be happy to tell you that. He is arrogant to a fault and there isn't a lot to like about him. However despite some of the things he says or does he is a good person deep down inside, you just have to dig a bit. I am From: Atl is from a very strange time, it is almost like a future gone crazy. There is little regard for human life and if there is any its just for themselves. A self satisfying future that would have most people who didn't grow up there sickened by what humanity has become. Drug use being a common thing and people change their species like they change a shirt. Everything there should be taken a face value if you want to stay even the slightest bit sane, it is a good thing Atl isn't quite sane since he does a lot of digging. Technology is highly advanced and for the most part it is taken advantage of or forgotten about, there is no such thing as magic in this world. History: As mentioned above Atl is one of a kind, a sort of mystery to even his own species. He was created by a creature called a Foglet, a Foglet is basically a person who uploaded their mind into thousands of nanomachines that they now control, they get rid of there now useless bodies. While Foglets cannot breed some how this one managed to create a life inside of a human female. No one thought that it would work but what do they know 8 months later Atl was born into the world.
He grew up being a bit of a wonder to the world, not that most people payed attention to the news anymore, but to those that did he was a mircle. The experiment that created him was never replicated and so he was alone. Ok not exactly alone, he was born with his own set of a sort of bio-mechanical nanomchines that kept him company. Since he was hooked up to the internet and surrounded by so much technology he soon grew to love it with a great passion. Nothing could stop him from seeing or hearing whatever he wanted, eventually companies started to pay him to not look at what they were doing, he of course did it anyway. Other: The black parts on his skin are not tattoo's even though they look it and are very acceptable where he is from. No he was born with them on his skin, they said it was something about his unnatural birth or something. Atl hadn't really paid to much attention, he liked the way they looked anyway. Because he is a halfbreed, and he shouldn't exist in the first place, Atl is sterile. He doesn't go broadcasting that little bit around, but he thinks it should be pretty obvious to anyone who knew genetics. Because he secretly loves to cook Atl sometimes sneaks into the kitchen late at night just to try a new recipe he downloaded, unfortunately because he is from a future with no morals they can involve a lot of things that society would not find acceptable. Puppetmaster: Melphaligal the Challama Lady Kyoushu Name: Mishalu Age: Appears 18 Gender: Female Race: Elf Appearance: Mishalu has long dark brown hair with a deep pinkish red color of eyes. She is relatively tall at 5"9 and has a slender physique though her strength could amaze you. Picture: MishaluOccupation: Mishalu works for the top company on her world. Seeing as her planet is small compared to others, it is run by one major company. She deals with all sorts of problems on a daily basis but is always kind to the people she works with. Recently, she decided on taking a break and claimed her vacation time. Skills: Mishalu has perfected a method of martial arts called Kienho. On her planet, it is the highest skilled form of martial arts. Very few people have ever mastered it but she has been working at it for the majority of her life. It is a mix of extreme martial arts and attack/defend magic. Her family was unaware of her practice and forced her to learn white magic. Though she isn't the most enthusiastic about it, she is skilled in that area and it is a great asset for her. Personality: She has trust issues but seems to get along with everyone fine. Though she is sociable, she does not necessarily like anyone she is nice to. She is VERY loyal to the people she gets attached to. Mishalu is also a realist and is bluntly honest. I am From: Though the main centre is almost an epitome of technology, Mishalu's planet is mostly nature. Seasons affect the entire planet as there is no tilt to the axis. There would be a large supercomputer in the centre while data is looked at by hologram rather than screens. Holograms can be used as communication as well. Other forms of technology is instant transportation from booths (booths in the main centre can transport to other booths in the main center or the few outside of the center). The elves are long living beings that tend to live in forest like areas. Homes are spread out and there is only one ocean. Fresh water is abundant and conflicts are little. There are many types of species on the planet. History:Mishalu's family were killed and she doesn't talk about it. Mishalu nearly raised herself and her handicapped younger sister before her sister passed away in a boating accident. Mishalu has yet to make a new family. Other: ...... Puppetmaster: Lady Kyoushu Mwahahahaha Name: Reineleae Nerissa of Su Age: 20 Gender: Female Race: Nila, which in her language means "The people" (It is somewhat like an equivelant of the human race; however, there are slight differences; for instance, they age slower.) Appearance: Although she is twenty years old, she looks more like a sixteen or seventeen year old girl. She is rather petite, only being around 5 feet or 1,50 m tall, and has a relatively slim build although she is not skinny. Her skin is extremely pale, almost milky white, yet there is occasionally a pinkish glow to her cheeks. Her face somewhat resembles the shape of an almond, and her cheek bones are not very prominent. Her eyes, the most distracting feature in her face, are somewhat larger than the human standards, and are a bright, glowing turqoise in color, framed with dark and thick lashes. Her hair is very long and sleek, and has a blue - black color. There is a turqoise-colored symbol on her forehead that looks somewhat like a tattoo; however, the color is very bright and clear. Overall, she has a childish look about her, although there are moments when her gaze becomes penetrating and even may become frightening. She wears a long-sleeved, heavy looking dress made of white fur and grayish blue patches of cloth, with blue, white and black bird feathers attatched in some places. Occupation: Nerissa was an oracle in her own world. Skills: Nerissa is physically weak; she tires easily, can not perform tasks that require heavy labor, and although she is not slow, she isn't fast either. On the other hand, she is resistant to cold due to her environment, is able to manipulate water and talk to the water spirits. She can also heal wounds. Although she had clairvoyance in her own world, it seems as though she can no longer use this power. She can use water to show reflections in other patches of water in order to see what is going on in distant places; however, this is an ability she has not discovered yet. In addition, she has difficulty breathing in hot places. Personality: Nerissa is a very shy girl, although she is not always quiet. She is a very curious person, especially more so due to the fact that she has been sheltered for all her life. She doesn't have much of a sense of humor, once more due to her sheltered upbringing. She has difficulties adapting to great changes. She is very obedient, yet is somewhat spoiled in certain ways. Even though she is very emotional, she tends to bottle up her feelings, and often shows people a grave, almost emotionless face. She tends to trust people easily and may even be considered gullible, but that is also because she does not have much knowledge of the outside world. I am From: Nerissa comes from a world of extremes: While much of the northern and southern hemispheres are too cold for habitation, the central area is a flaming desert that few beings can inhabit. Most of the people reside on the borderlines of these two extremes; however, the intermediate line is so thin that the Nila population is very scarce. Nerissa lives in an ice temple in the northernmost point where the Nila could survive. (However, the Nila and some of the flora are more resistant to cold than the human beings of our world are; a human being would not survive in the conditions Nerissa lived in.) In terms of technology, the world is somewhat like the medieval times; however, mirrors and thick lenses that focus the sun's rays are being used in order to create warmer patches in the ice where more plants can grow. However, lately, the area of habitation has been getting even thiner: while the central desert is growing even wider, the extreme cold of the far north and south is slowly spreading towards the habitation zone, making it even more difficult to survive. History: When Nerissa was born with the turqoise mark on her forehead, it was immediately known that she was to be the future oracle. She was seperated from her parents by the time she reached the age of six, and was taken to the ice temple at the far north. She has lived a very sheltered life there for the rest of her life, not being allowed to step out of the gate that encircled the sanctuary. She underwent training each day, especially in the area of water manipulation. Her mentor was the current oracle, a very old lady who was probably on the verge of death. Puppetmaster: Mwahahahaha
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 3:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 9:30 am
A light purple haired lady lay on her bed, back against the large pillow on the bedhead. By the bed was a servant, dressed in maid clothes, preparing to place a tray of food on the lady's lap.
The lady sighed deeply, causing the maid to pause. "Lady, are you well?"
The lady smiled weakly. "It is time. It is now or never," she said.
The maid nodded as she served the food. "The staff will prepare for their arrival."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 4:56 pm
Jade Reinhardt Delacroix lunged forward as she stabbed the wooden mannequin with her spear. The mannequin was wearing an ugly dress that one of the directors of the performance company had wanted her to wear to a formal event later in the week. It was a themed formal event, but the dress that they had given Jade was green and orange in the ugliest shades that she could ever imagine. So, she was giving the dress and the mannequin treatment she thought the directors deserved.
Wielding the spear brought back memories of the times she had been with her friends saving the world from weird vampires. It was different now. There were random earthquakes and tremors, and her friends could not find any leads on who was causing it, if it was the return of the vampires and their underlings.
Jade sighed and packed up some things in a knapsack. She was about to leave her dressing room/office and head to her lord friend's mansion. Ironically, everyone in the friends group made use of the lord friend Alek's mansion as a stopover or break area.
As she opened the door to leave her room, she noticed that the hallway was strangely dark. Before she could do anything, she was pulled into the darkness and everything went black.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 3:26 pm
Hope Stevenson wiped the blood off her sword Dirth. She hoped the village would be safe from the vile creatures for a while, but things were getting strange. This was the third monster she'd killed this week. A far cry from one every month or two. And Jaden, another Hunter she'd ran into a month ago, had rumors of a town being attacked. She'd never heard of them coming close to massed people as large as a town. Stranger and stranger. Maybe it was time she took on an apprentice.
Hope started for the village 5 miles east. She needed to let them know were to find the carcass and collect her fee voucher. The woods were getting darker. Hmm, she didn't think the trees where that thick here. Suddenly she was pulled into the darkness...
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 11:35 am
"Hey soldier, what did you say your name was again?"
Jonathan Ingram looked at the person who had asked the question. It took a couple of seconds for him to register what the person had just said, the engine of the chopper he was in made it a little hard to hear. They were near the drop point, over a mountainous area. "Shut up, Richard you know my name." He replied in joking manner. The person Jonathan called Richard laughed.
"Strange isn't it, i leave the unit and yet here I am getting stuck on the same contract with you guys." Jonathan added.
Jonathan was standing in the chopper near the now open sliding door. They wouldn't be at the drop point untill another 15 minutes or so, but Jonathan was getting anxious. Then without warning, the air began to pick up and soon and the chopper began to rumble. Jonathan lost his balance and quickly grabed onto the side of the door to keep himself from fall out of the chopper. "What was that?" He asked looking towords the front of the helicopter.
Before he could get an answer, the helicopter began to rumble again. Jonathan's grip sliped and he fell out of the helicopter. As he fell he made a grab at the door again, this time with his metal arm. His hand grabed nothing but air and fell downwards to the earth. Hearing his name being called out as he fell, he saw one of his old sqaud members looking out of the chopper down at him. THen within a moments notice, he could see nothing but shadows. No light, just darkness..........
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