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Intro/Plot thing/Rules

Intro-

Right, so basically, the world that this takes place on (No name...It's like a mix of mainly fantasy and some modern stuff) has been peaceful for who knows how long. But with the sudden appearance of dark happenings, it's inhabitants are becoming frightened. Some know what's going on, others don't but are willing to help, and many are just going on with their lives. Any town or city caught in the path of the destruction are wiped out by both familiar and unreal creatures looking like they've been pulled from somewhere foreign, like a book. What will be the fate of this world?


Plot thing (for your entertainment, I guess)-

Darkness. It never truly disappears. Time and time again, it is beaten back. Held at bay. But the barrier is similar to a wooden dam. No matter how sturdy it's built, cracks can be found. In all fairness, that's how it's meant to be. Peace, or some sort of one, has lasted for years on this world. As friendships grew, so did the darkness. Any petty argument, every bar scuffle, or tiny seed of jealously in a being, fuels it. Slumbering as the darkness has been for centuries, it wakes up every so often, to check over what has happened since it last withdrew. It is weak in the beginning, usually returning to the void it resides in, gathering it's innumerable forces. But this time, the darkness is seeking entertainment. A game has been set with it and it's "siblings", using everyone and everything as pawns. Will it succeed? What adversaries await it?


Edit: Basic plot is: Evil, mysterious force has woken up. Is making a game of it on an unnamed world with other mysterious forces similar to it for entertainment. Good guys beginning to realize the dark happenings taking place (like murders and villages being slaughtered). Going to find out what exactly is happening and fight back.


Rules-

1. Follow all guild and Gaia ToS rules.
2. You can curse but use * for major swear words.
3. Keep it PG-13. You know like no guts flying through the air or detailed sex scenes lol. Take to PMs, if you must, but honestly? Blegh.
4.NO GODMODING!!! Yes, a force in this RP can be considered that, but it's been nerfed considerably.
5. Have fun! Or else! XD
6. No limit to profile skeletons. I'll be having atleast 3, myself. =3
7. No killing another person's character unless permission is granted by user.
8. Try to keep up with your character.
9. If your going to be gone for a few days inform me if possible so we can move on.
10. Guns are found on this world, but not extremely high-tech ones. Sorry.
11. Inform me if you think of any other rules.

Accepted Charries



1.
User: Ty Gwynnia
Name: Fenrir
Side: Darkness
Age: Looks 22 or 23, but he's actually forgotten how old he is
Gender: Male
Race: Not human, might be revealed later
History/Life: Fenrir's past isn't very notable, nor is the early part of it relevant. He's followed orders for a countless years from a force known as Fate. Recently though, he's become the host of the newly awakened Darkness, something he's despised for as long as he's lived. When he asked Fate why it was allowing this, Fate responded by saying that it was because it was allowed in the agreement made. Though he hates his situation, he has no choice but to be the puppet of Darkness.
Accessories: Gold pocket watch with Roman numerals for numbers, it has multiple functions. Also a crescent moon necklace, one side black and the other white, the edges are gray.
Weapon(s): Two silver Kris, his teeth, his claws, as well as Darkness's weak powers.
Appearance: Fenrir
Additional: Personality is constantly changing. Overall, he is cocky, kind, funny, mysterious, odd, and random. He can be absentminded or distant, often referring to people or events not from the world he's on. Because of an "agreement", he holds certain abilities pertaining to his whole being. Darkness, at random intervals, is able to take complete control of his body, changing his eye color to a mixture of black, purple, and red when using.

User: Ty Gwynnia
Name: Adalwulf van Zandt
Side: Good
Age: 21, but he looks atleast 29
Gender: Male
Race: Human
History/Life: Adalwulf van Zandt grew up in a quaint little village. With a loving family, the townsfolk as friends, and a peaceful life, he was content. When he was just 6, his entire village was slaughtered by half-man, half-beast creatures. That moment stayed with him as he grew up in an orphanage in a close town. When he was of proper age, he left on his own, deciding to become a bounty hunter for both criminals and wrong doing beings that weren't human. Due to an accident concerning his best friend, who is a pirate, he lost his right eye, and now wears a patch over it. During the years, he started to hunt down a mysterious man by the name of Fenrir. He has a deep hatred for him, constantly being led on pointless goose chases. He is almost oblivious to the danger threatening the world, preferring to chase down Fenrir, who he doesn't know is at the root of it.
Accessories: A string necklace with a green rock and wolf tooth attached to it.
Weapon(s): A semi-automatic crossbow, a Minié system (rifled musket), a silver knife, holy water, and a Howdah Hunter 20 gauge pistol, both guns with silver bullets.
Appearance: A fair height, and a muscular build. Long blond hair reaches the middle of his back, pulled into a messy and loose ponytail, and unshaven stubble is on his face. His left eye is a clear blue. He wears a simple white shirt, loose fitting dark pants, leather boots, leather gloves, a stained brown cloak, and three belts. One for his pants and holster, and two crisscross his chest, home to various weapons. Due to his missing eye, he wears a patch over his right one.
Additional: He has a distinct accent of the region he comes from. He is also fond of drinking, able to hold his liquor well.

User: Ty Gwynnia
Name: Aetas
Side: Good
Age: In her early thirties
Gender: ...Female...
Race: Looks human, but will be revealed later
History/Life: A peaceful existence, mainly in a distant place, though details are unknown. She set foot on an unnamed world as a human and a part of an elaborate game conceived. She is painfully aware of the situation at hand, being on the opposite side of the force that brought it.
Accessories: A bracelet made from thin twigs, four leaves growing out represent the four seasons, and a glowing round orange gem on a necklace.
Weapon(s): A yew staff smelling of cinnamon and a willow bow and quiver
Appearance: Aetas stands a few inches above average height for a female human. She has waist length chestnut hair and mud colored eyes. She is thin and willowy, wearing a light caramel-colored and embroidered robe, a sash and leather belt around her waist, and strapped sandals.
Additional: Her personality is always lighthearted, no matter what the situation. She also has something to do with Darkness.

2.
User: Silas Parrish
Name: Der Reisende
Side: Good
Age: Appears to be early twenties
Gender: Male
Race: Human
History/Life: Was born into a nameless world, beneath the notice of inter-world entities. As a child, he quickly grew bored of his world, and spent much of his young adult life trying to find a way to leave it. He succeeded at some point, breaking the barriers of his world, and leaving it vulnerable. From that point on, he traveled from world to world, when he was able, in hopes of gaining enough power to repair the damage he has done. His journey has brought him here, and he has become entangled in things he doesn't fully understand. He is now bound to this world, unable to leave until his purpose there is achieved. His true name is long forgotten, so he calls himself Der Reisende, meaning "the traveler." Friends call him Reis for short.
Accessories: Always carries an enchanted sword known as the Chimera Blade, and a locket that is capable of opening doors between worlds, though its use is difficult to master, and severely limited by circumstance.
Weapon(s): Reis is a powerful user of magic, having lifetimes of experience using all different forms of it. However, he has no magical powers of his own, and is only able to draw out and copy energy from objects and people around him for his own use. If and only if there is no source of magic present, he uses the Chimera Blade.
Appearance: Reis Wears a thick black leather coat over a simple borrowed monk's garb. Has short black hair, and strikingly violet eyes. His slender build belies his great strength.
Additional: Has a very cool, laid back personality. It takes a lot to upset him. Often makes inappropriate jokes in dire situations, to lighten the mood. His travels have granted him many powers and abilities, including enhanced strength and near immortality. He can be killed, but will never die a natural death.

User: Silas Parrish
Name: Tumma Nainen
Side: Darkness
Age: Appears to be late twenties most of the time, but she can alter her appearance to take any form. She is actually a few centuries of age.
Gender: Female
Race: Formerly human, now demon
History/Life: Was once a young girl, who was singled out and ridiculed all throughout her school life. She was what's known as a "late bloomer" and did not look very comely in her youth. However, she was the constant butt of many jokes and cruel pranks. Her father was a soldier, who was sent to the front lines by her mother's secret lover, his general. He died in battle, as the general intended, so Tumma was left without a father. Her mother was as cruel as her classmates, seeing Tumma as a constant reminder of the man she had grown bored of and cast aside. Constant guilt bombarded the hateful woman, and she took out her rage on poor little Tumma. Additionally, the young girl was often the victim of the drunken General's most depraved animal desires. Her heart filled with hatred due to years of abuse, and a horrifically skewed self-image. The Darkness perceived that she could be a valuable pawn, and twisted her being to its liking, after agreeing to make her beautiful. She is truly an ageless, unparalleled object of allure. She spends her days seducing young men, and draining them dry of life force during the throes of her all-powerful lust. Her true name is not forgotten, but abandoned. She calls herself Tumma Nainen, meaning The Dark Lady, and is a loyal servant of the Darkness.
Accessories: Her magic metal belt, and an incomplete copy of Der Reisende's amulet, made from careful study of Reis himself from afar. She hopes to learn to master its power, and follow Reis out of this world, to conquer the next in the name of the Darkness.
Weapon(s): Her belt is her combat mainstay, and is forged of the same metal as Der Reisende's Chimera Blade. It exhibits many of the same properties, powers, and abilities. She can also manipulate all but the strongest men. To look in her eyes is to break will of a man, but to taste her kiss is to surrender to her completely, and die.
Appearance: Nearly six feet tall, with strong but slender curves. Her skin is pitch black in demon form, and a humanly flesh-colored when appearing before men. She always wears long, flowing black robes with a hood, a belt made from a mystical metal chain, and stilettos with razor-sharp heels. Her eyes are mostly black, with red irises. The pupils are a strange milky white, and always appear as swirling mists. Looking into them is to risk losing one's soul. A set of fangs sit behind moist, full lips. Her hair is as long as her robes, as black as her heart, and always in a thick braid. Here's my evil charrie's human appearance, BTW.
Additional: Developed a very cruel personality; she lies practically every time she speaks, and has no qualms about using people like disposable little toys. Sees herself as an embodiment of evil...but perhaps there is a c***k in her proverbial armor to be found.

3.
User: Mr_BlueCamo
Name: Treylon Zeriuos
Side: Good
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
History/Life: During the time of peace up until a little bit after his 28th birthday Treylon enjoyed practicing his skills with his dad. For it was his dad that taught him the ways of archery and made him practice long hours until he became a accomplished archer. There were a few battles that came to past with disagreements between races which improved his skills even further. Now the darkness has shown itself again and his parents were killed as the forces of darkness spread throughout the world. Now Treylon has join forces with other people that is combating the forces of darkness to restore peace and order on the world.
Accessories: his Mother's Necklace and Father's Ring
Weapon(s): Elven Bow, he also has mysterious power of Light that he inherited from his mother that lets him doing certain things like shoot light balls or heal wounds and injuries and many other things that he has not found out yet.
Additional: Due to his training with his dad and his elven vision he is a accomplished archer.
Appearance: This is how his face and hair looks: face, and this is his uniform


User: Mr_BlueCamo
Name: Zalmor
Side: Darkness
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
History/Life: When the Darkness decided to show itself once again to the world it resurrected the demon Zalmor in order to be a important pawn in the destruction of the world.
Accessories: None
Weapon: the power of Darkness to summon dark looking creatures to fight for him or to summon dark looking weapons that he uses to fight for himself.
Additional: He is the demon that killed Treylon's parents.
Appearance: Demon

4.
User: Azraiel Katastrephein
Name: Aryth
Side: Neutral
Age: 18/19-ish
Gender: ….guy....i think....
Race: Elemental (Water)/(Hydro)
History/Life: He's hated by pretty much his entire family for being the b*****d son of a rich Pyro and the water princess. Now teaches gym to help pay off his debt to his foster family.
Accessories: He has a long scar running upwards from the right hip to left shoulder. It's thin and pale, but noticeable still.
Additional: He isn't as mean as he lets on...he just has some real issues with his half brother, Rio Angeleus. (Will marry a girl named the Jessinator in his dreams. wink )
Weapons: Water.....and his ego....can do electricity but no one knows why.....
Appearance: 6'1”, blue hair, indigo eyes, ninja-like body!!

5.
User: Brokensoul2241
Name: Kurochi Haizen
Side: Darkness
Age: Looks 13 actually 966 years old
Gender: Male
Race: Shape Shifter Vampire
History/Life: Was shot 188 times in the chest by a man who murdered his parents and only brother, was found revived and turned by a mysterious vampire who vanished after training him to be a living weapon.
Accessories: Tear drop vial that contains the blood of his parents and brother...the only thing that gives Kurochi the will to fight.
Weapon(s): Can grow bones or other parts of a body at will and manipulates the darkness and ill intents of another's heart and, uses it to control his enemies, not easy to escape as soon as he has a glimpse of your soul.
Additional: None
Appearance: No real shape except stone cold black eyes, never changes.

((are the good characters going to be together now cause I could include them if I start this off.))

((...*blinks* LOL! Sorry for that. Uh, the good characters aren't together yet, but you can make them be together if you want if it's easier that way. And Silas, ah, just pop up randomly? =D))

((*thumbs up*))

"And you are sure that you will not join my cause?"
Adalwulf shrugged indecisively, not really giving an answer.
"But, you will continue to chase this man, then?"
"Jawohl. Yes."
Aetas gave a dejected sigh and propped her chin up on her hand, drumming the table with her fingers. "I guess that will come in time, then. Must you really drink at this early in the afternoon?"
"Ah, fine. I'm running low anyway." Adalwulf corked and put the flask away, frowning as he glanced around the slow-moving crowds. "How much longer are we going to sit here? We should be moving."
This time Aetas shrugged. "Not too long, probably. It's nice to enjoy the day, right?"
Adalwulf snorted and crossed his arms, fuming childishly because that he wasn't on the road already.

Dropping from the portal teleportation end point that was set by his parent's killer, Treylon looked up quickly to see where the killer was, but the killer was nowhere around. 'Damn it' he thought as he grasped his mother's necklace around his neck, and looking at his father's ring on his finger. 'Next time I meet him, he will pay for what he has done' he thought as he got up and headed towards the nearest town.

As soon as he dropped out of the portal Zalmor ran quickly towards the nearby woods, for he knew that the elf went through the portal too and he be after him once again. 'It is a shame that I was not able to kill all of them, but I will kill the last elf from that village sooner or later' he thought as he went further into the woods.

Reis felt the energy pulse and move...but the ripples were hard to read, as this was magic unfamiliar to him. But it was still quite intriguing. He read the waves in the aether around him, and realized that he was close. This energy was the purest he'd ever encountered. He was quite anxious to see what he could do with it. Finally, he discovered its source: a young woman standing in a slightly less-crowded streets. The power emanated from her, and he knew her form belied her true nature. She was speaking a language that he did not yet know...but the man she talked to spoke Earth German. Or something quite similar to it. Assuming that she had power to spare, and would not notice if some was siphoned away, Reis began to draw from her. The waves flowed into the ground, becoming Earth energy, and traveling in tiny seismic ripples to Reis. He was not close enough to draw from her directly, so he converted her ambient magical charge to a less powerful form to feed.