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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 10:59 am
A prophecy of old once stated:
“In the world's greatest time of need, the Gods shall be reborn on this earth, and the Great War between Good and Evil shall be fought. And the Gods shall decide the fate of all mankind. For one side must win, and one must lose, by forfeiting their greatest possession.”
In the world of Rodin, suffering and anguish is not uncommon these days. Thieves and criminals roam the streets freely, and the few who try to uphold the once prominent laws are quickly cut down. There are no 'heroes.' For heroes lives are short and ultimately do little good. Everyone carries a weapon with them of some sort, and many wonder if the prophecy of old will come true, but none has seen a sign of the Gods. And they are starting to lose hope
But eight young teenagers are slowly becoming aware of these powers which have slept inside them for eighteen years. And as their powers grow, so does the threat against them. For there are many who do not wish to be plunged into war and even more whom do not wish to have their lives changed.
Will these Gods unite and bring the world of Rodin into brighter times? Or will evil win, and plunge the world into eternal darkness? Who knows? Only time will tell.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:00 am
Setting: Holding a medieval-like setting, the world of Rodin has very little in the ways of technology. They have only just begun making pistols, although they are heavy and very slow to reload. There are several different kingdoms within Rodin, although the largest are probably the Kingdom of the Providences and the Eight Gods Empire. The Empire hold the largest stand temples for all Eight Gods within its walls, and the Empire itself has been split into different regions by whom one prays to. The Kingdom of Providences is smaller and has ‘moved on’ from the old ways, and many of the people whom live there do not know much of the Gods, and even fewer know of the Prophecy.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:02 am
Storyline: The Gods’ (four male and four females) powers have awakened on each of their respected 18th birthdays. Now they must make what they will of their powers and do what they will. While some will use them for their own gain, others will use them for the good of others. Each God has a Guardian, a mortal companion (sometimes of their choice and sometimes assigned by the Temples) with whom they gift a small part of their power to Protect and serve them.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:04 am
Rules: Hey, everybody's got to have 'em. 1. Please follow all Gaian ToS as well as the Guild's ToS. 2. No godmoding please. If you godmod, I will warn you once, then I WILL blacklist you. 3. No flaming. 4. Romance is allowed. Keep it PG-13 5. You may kill other characters, but you must have their consent. Then please inform me of the agreement. Thank you. 6. There is no rule six. 7. Please no not post until AFTER you have been accepted. 8. Try not to post one liners. I know sometimes you can't help it, but just try to keep them to a minimum. Thank you. 9. This is at least SEMI-LITERATE RP. No chat lingo. Literate players are welcome as well. 10. PM me your profile 11. Put "Gods of Good and Evil” as the title to let me know you read the rules. 12. Follow the Character outline given. If you have anything you think should be on there, put it under extra. That’s what it’s there for. 13. You may curse. If you abuse this rule, it will be taken out. Thank you. 14. Please don’t post like 3 pages between just two people (unless there are only two people in the RP.) It not only wastes space but then everyone else has to catch up. Plus it is one of my pet peeves, so just don’t do it! Rules are subject to change at any time
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:06 am
Character Outline [b]Appearance: [/b](Nothing like an avatar. Either a picture or a description.) [imgright][/imgright] [b]Gaian Name:[/b] [b]Character Name:[/b] [b]Race:[/b] (Not all races are accepted! But please feel free to ask.) [b]Alignment[/b] (Good or evil?) [b]Age:[/b] [b]Height:[/b] [b]Weight:[/b] [b]Occupation:[/b] (Are you one of the Eight? One of their Guardians? A Follower? Or maybe you're just a blacksmith.) [b]Powers:[/b] (Only the Eight, their Guardians {who have the same power as their God but on a much lesser scale}, demons/angels, and some other races have powers.) [b]Weapons:[/b] (3 max.) [b]Persona:[/b] [b]Background:[/b] [b]Extra:[/b] (Opt.)
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:07 am
The Hell Blazer and Her Followers Gaian Name: JewJewBeans Character Name: Aubree Pridio Race: Human? Alignment: Good Age: 18 Height: 5’ 4” Weight: 132 Occupation: The Hell BlazerPowers: She can control and create fire in any way she pleases. She can also make almost like a second skin out of what is a lava like substance. Weapons: Quarter Staff made from ash wood. There is the craving of a Phoenix along the staff, which glows with fire when she uses it. Persona: Aubree is a sweet laid back kind of girl. She doesn't always take things at face value, and will ignore those who annoy her. She's slow to temper, and even slower to let go of a grudge. She's very careful of who she talks to, and keeps very level headed in almost any situation. She can be motherly at times, and has a strong sense of duty, and also feels guilt for killing her family. Background: Aubree had a normal life. She grew up on the outskirts of a small village with her parents, her brother, and her sister within the Kingdom of Providences. Begin the oldest made her feel like she had to do her duty to care for the family and she began working at a young age to help put food on the table. They weren't poor, they just had a hard time getting by. But they were happy none-the-less. That was until she turned 18. Her entire body was engulfed it flames, which in turn caught the house on fire. She emerged from the flame, to a village which looked at her in fear. They threw stones at her, calling her a demon and a murderer, as well as several other things, and rushed her out of the village, promising threat that of she ever returned again, they would kill her for the murder of her family. Now she wanders from place to place trying to find someone who can explain what has happened to her and how to make it go away. Extra: When the fire begins to take over her body it looks like this. Gaian Name: KaiTenSatsumaCharacter Name: Rey StoleRace: Human Alignment Chaotic Neutral (If not, applicable, Good then, don't worry, not THIS: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChaoticStupidAge: 22 Height: 5' 10" Weight: 178 pounds Occupation: I am a follower of Hellblaze, Ironically enough...a blacksmith XD Powers: N/A, I make stuff out of stuff, and break things where applicable. Weapons: A Side sword with a cobalt blue guard that covers half of the hilt, a high sheen blade, a hilt of black leather woven at an angle and a red scabbard to match the one and a half inch wide, three foot long blade that tapers at a point. A Kris to match sans guard worn on the opposite hip and a Blackened Iron Blacksmithing Hammer engraved with the insignia of the Hell Blaze worn across the back. Persona: Laid back and often excited by food or girls, otherwise Rey is about as mature as any 22 year old in his business: Dead serious when it is warranted but otherwise calm and cheerful. Background: Rey was born in a village where war broke out often, men and boys were regularly drafted into the army to face the constant enemy of the country, one day when one of His conscripted friends came back missing an arm at his elbow Rey took to apprenticeship at the Armory. His logic went that if he could help outfit people they would be better protected and less people would die. He was 14 when he started apprenticeship. One day traveling to gather metals from a mine he came across a dead soldier from the opposing army, sticking out of his stomach was a sword that Rey had crafted himself. On that day something inside of Rey shattered and he ran, he kept running past his point of endurance, past the reality that had struck him. He eventually ran out of strength and passed out in a forest where he was come upon by a lumberjack. Taken to the nearby village he was blessed insomuch that it was not under the rule of either country he had grown so used to fighting. He continued his apprenticeship and struck out hoping to get the blessing of one of his Occupation's Gods. Extra:
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:08 am
The Mud Slinger and His Followers
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:10 am
The Water Walker and Her Followers Gaian Name: mc2 Character Name: Aiyana Race: Changeling/assumes herself to be human (unknown) Alignment Neutral, though many believe her to be aligned with evil. Age: around 20 Height: 5' 6 1/2" Weight: 127 lbs. Occupation: The Water Walker Powers: Aiyana can control water and change her body into a water form, making her practically impervious to attacks. She can also cause illusions to take shape by taking advantage of water around her. Weapons: a long whip and a katana (though she rarely uses either), as well as several small throwing daggers that she uses often to catch and clean fish. Persona: Aiyana is described as having two smiles (and sides to her). Aiyana is typically friendly, kind, sweet, and innocent appearing; however, she has a much darker side to her personality. When angered she is cold and passes out her judgments, thoughts, and threats with a cold smile. She is quite adventurous and likes to stay uninvolved in disputes of any sort. Despite her claims of neutrality, she goes out of her way to attract the attention of thieves and bandits, just so that she may play with them and even take them down (if she is in the mood to). Background: Nineteen years ago, a young fisherman, living in a small seaside town, found in his boat one morning an infant. After trying to give away the infant (to no avail, as lost children are seen as 'cursed' by the villagers, where he lived), the fisherman took the child in naming her Aiyana. He raised her till she was 15, when he was killed taking his catch to market by bandits. When he did not return home for dinner as he promised, Aiyana took the path to the city he took to find his dead body and his cart gone along with anything else of value. Though furious, she knew there was nothing she could do, and returned home, dragging his body over two miles to the small house to bury him. There, even though, the villagers did not trust 'the Changeling' (as they called Aiyana), they helped bury the fisherman, as it was the right thing to do. After her guardian's death, Aiyana took charge of his boat and nets and began fishing to support herself. She grew up on the water and loved it and when she was working she would spend as much time in the sea and on the beach at her small seaside home. Every night she would go into the ocean to swim, when she was caught by a rip tide that began to drag her out into the sea. As she was pulled under she began to drown when her vision suddenly lit up and miraculously she found herself spinning up to the surface of the ocean. When the water broke she saw her reflection in the unnaturally calm water, it was that night, three months before the 18 year anniversary of which she was found by the fisherman. Unsure of what to do, she began to swim to the shore, and by the time she reached the shore she realized she was back to her normal form and the sun was beginning to rise. She had thought she had dreamed it, until the next night, when she went outside to see the ocean before going to bed and looked down, wherever the moonlight touched she had a new form. Fearing the wrath of the villagers if they found out about her secret she sold everything she owned and began to travel. And as she traveled and met various conflicts she began to realize the new powers she has at her disposal,. Extra: In the light of the moon she shows her "true form" (which looks like this) since the night of what she assumes to be her 18th birthday Gaian Name: mc2 Character Name: Jaque Quill Race: Human Alignment whatever suits him the best, but above all what the Water Walker wishes Age: 22 Height: 6' 1" Weight: 183 lbs Occupation: Merchant/Follower of The Water Walker and potentially her future Guardian. Powers:none Weapons: a broad sword and two katanas. Persona: Jaque is extremely loyal, doesn't tend to respect other's personal space, a joker, and usually in a general good mood. Whenever in a fight; however, his personality completely changes and he grows very serious. He is a very patient type, despite the fact he has a lot of energy Background: Jaque is the youngest of the three merchants traveling with the Water Walker and escorting her into the Eight Gods Empire. He was born in the area of the Eight Gods Empire ruled which worships the Mudslinger, and though his sister became a priestess for the temple, he had no desire to be involved in religion. That was until, while in the Providences he came across a most beautiful creature (in his opinion) bathing in the moonlight. That creature was Aiyana, the Waterwalker. He fell in love at first sight (though it is debatable whether this is reverence or true attraction to Aiyana). Despite the fact that Aiyana denies any interest in the legend or any resemblance in the prophecy, Jaque is sure that she is one of the foretold Gods and Goddess reincarnates. Extra: His antics usually get him threatened quite often by Aiyana, but she has yet to hurt him, no matter what she claims. He likes to think that it is because she has a fondness for him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:14 am
The Shadow Dancer and His Followers Appearance: Gaian Name: cleardaystux Character Name: Lurid Vendetta Race: Human Alignment Good... enough. Age: 19 Height: 5"11' Weight: 143 lbs. Occupation: The Shadow Dancer Powers: Manipulation of shadow, conjuring dark visions, temporary madness Weapons: A long sword, retractable spikes along forearm, shadow noose. Persona: Lurid, befitting his name, is a dark, silent type... but will talk if you give him a reason. He claims to be good, but tends to side with the choices most useful to himself. Background: As a boy, Lurid loved to go to the town square when they hung or beheaded the criminals... and soon began to sneak out at night to visit the prisons and watch the tortures. His parents tried to confine him, but he always managed to sneak away somehow. He didn't have many friends, mainly because he seemed to radiate an aura of fear. He still does. Extra: He is easily angered and impatient.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:19 am
The Wind Rider and Her Followers
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:20 am
The Light Runner and Her Followers Gaian Name:Jadeathian Character Name:Alaura (Laura for short) Race: Humanish? Alignment (Good, thought she feels like a gray area) Age:19 Height:5'3 Weight:102 lbs Occupation: The Light Runner Powers: Powers of light. Laura seems to be able to charge off of light around her, she can increase the intensity of any light source. Her main effective power is her 'healing light' when that happens her hand is engulfed by a blinding white light which when laid onto a person slowly mends and heals whatever aliment is there. She can also use her light as a defense. Mainly to blind a person who is attacking towards her. (Powers are subject to increase the longer it goes on. ) Weapons: A small staff that stands almost six feet tall, curving at the top. The tip top of the staff contains a assortment of charms and runes. Her mother putting them there for protection years ago. Persona:She is seemingly sweet, easily impressionable, and easy to win over. She trusts way to easily, and is known to be gullible in the past. Though now she might be quick witted, her weakness seems to be a male who sweet talks her just right. She is always ready to help any way she can, but due to the lack of offensive skills, she tries to stay away from battles. Though if her healing is needed, she will unquestionably be there. Background:Her background isn't one too pretty. Her ability was quickly learned by every war leader in the area, some even from afar, all wanting the aid of the girl who could heal with a single touch. Her mother wouldn't allow the armies to take her baby away, and in result one of the spoken armies lashed out on the girls family and struck her mother dead right before Laura's eyes.
Her father had died years before of a fever, thankfully he didn't have to see his wife's cruel faith. Laura sobbed over her mother four hours, attempting to heal her back to life, only she was just a child. Being of 6 years of age, and her powers where not developed enough to bring her mother back from the dead. Sad and alone, the girl turned towards the armies who littered her small front yard, her eyes glowing from blue to gold as she began to utter words that where only audible by her own ears.
Withen moments, the bright orb above her called the sun seemed to raidate down on the child, illuminating her to the point that it was impossible to look at the girl without burning out the retina of your eyes. Though the men couldn't look away, and in result half of the army was suddenly stricken blind. Laura quickly left the village, knowing that more men would come for her, and that anyone who tried to help her would most likely suffer her mothers faith. Gaian Name: Sinful Craving Character Name: Zane Riden Race: Demon Alignment Evil Age: 23 Height: 6'2 Weight: 167 Occupation: Guardian Powers: Harnessing light into a mass of energy before throwing it at opponents. It can either be put into one massive attack or blown apart in several thousands of sharp light needles. He has speed but other than that hardly any defensive powers. Weapons: Switchblade, a whip he has around his neck that while not infused with powers looks like a simple silk scarf Persona: Aloof and often cruel, Zane tends to be the kind of man that despite his beauty you wouldn't want to be around. Of course he has his ability to turn on the charm when it's needed but normally he doesn't bother attempting a facade. He knows that he's jaded, destroyed, but so is everything else near and dear to him. If you're looking for him, then all you have to do is search in a place uncrowded and for Zane preferably unpopulated. He does his duty and he does it well, but he has made no attempts to hide the fact that he is not on the side of light, no matter what his powers may be and that if the opportunity arises, he will leave. Background: Not one to stay tied to anyone or anything for too long, Zane had been somewhat of a player when he was younger. He enjoyed his life, nothing had been wrong. Girls, girls, girls, and more girls. So easily replaced when he got tired of them, he assumed his life was going to remain in that blissful youth forever. That was of course until his 18th birthday struck. And boy did it strike. Angry over his son's promiscuity his father yelled at him and actually called him a slut, an insult that Zane had thought was reserved for only the loose women of the world. Zane's anger grew to the breaking point and that was when he snapped. Blinding light flashed through the room and within an instant his father was screaming and the light was gone, the other man on the floor, clutching his face and writhing. When he turned to Zane the young man saw just exactly what he'd done. He'd burnt his father's eyes out to the point of blindness. Not knowing what he had just done he fled with no destination in mind, just to get away, far away from the screams of his very own father, the man that had always been the shoulder to cry on when anything went wrong. By the time Zane had calmed enough to even attempt a return home a lightning bolt shot straight through the sky and in the direction of his house. Zane ran but there was nothing he could do. All of it, everyone was dead. The incident left him rather jaded to the world and he absolutely loathes his powers for what they did. He even more so hated that against his will he has been assigned to guard a woman that he didn't know from Adam. Within his 20th birthday his entire appearance began to change. The previously dirty blonde hair turned much lighter and then darker at the front but what was most disturbing was the voice he heard constantly whispering over his shoulder. 'Accept me... awaken me...' Over and over... Until he finally did. He had never experienced such a pain in his life as half of the left side of his face was covered in the tattoo of a demon, one that relaid his true birth origins. Now he faces self loathing and blood lust near every day. He wants to know if anything, anyone, can ever help him or if he's doomed to this hate forever. Extra: Zane has an obsession with beauty and finds it hard to destroy, be it alive or artwork.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:28 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 11:38 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 2:14 pm
Updates: ((I will try to keep a track of this better than I have in MSBSP!))March 19: Moved to front page! YAY!
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 7:57 am
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