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We really need an RP about LOD, I think. Unfortunately, I just had to shut down the one I was running out in the regular forums about the Dragon Campaign, but I hope this one can keep going with some good RP'ers and real LOD fans.

Let's get started, shall we?

The story begins on any normal day by any normal standards on Earth. It's been thousands of years since Dart and Co. raced across Endiness, stopping the terror. Since that time, the power of the Dragoons have not been called upon again. However, as the Earth is coming closer to an unpreventable danger, those powers shall be called upon again in our time, in the 21st Century. The world once ruled with magic and mighty swords has turned over to guns and firepower. However, the arts of both magic and swordsmanship have not been lost, in both the views of the present-Dragoons and those who stand against them...

"Again; this time, I expect a little more from you folks."

*Liara, a young 25-year-old felt her blood begin to race; her newly acquired power swelled in her veins. She knew a little about it, from a story she was once told, and that through it, she can summon the power of a Dragon. She didn't tell anyone about it, not yet. However, since she acquired this spirit, she discovered she had even more innate abilities. Ever since she was little, she was able to perfectly analyze dreams and even predict the future; she even was able to use a mirror as her window to the world. She knew these abilities made her different from everyone else; she even questioned what ran through her blood. Her abilities even scared those at the group home who looked over her. However, her powers grew with the addition of the Dragoon. Yet, she wasn't able to find what she longed for most: her real family. She was an orphan for as long as she could remember, but she tried to not let it get to her; she now lived in New York as a play director. At that moment, she was directing a sword fight she had personally choreographed. She was anxiously awaiting for next week; the play would be over with and she could use her power to find her parents. Yet, she had engraved in her mind that she needed more power to find what she wanted.*

"Lia, it's getting late; can we go home now?"

*She looked over at them with her hazel eyes. As she nodded, her long, curly black hair fell over her shoulders.*

"Yes, but I expect better from each of you tomorrow."

*Many of them mumbled under their breath as they filed out of the small theater. Once everyone was gone, she pulled out her hand mirror.*

"Show me the others; I need them... actually, I need what they have..."

*The mirror flickered several times before the locations of the other elements revealed themselves. She saw the Red-Eye Dragoon, the Blue-Sea, the Jade, the Golden, the White Silver, the Violet, and the ultimate spirit, the Divine spirit. Her lips curled into a smile as she thought how they would help her get what she truly wanted... and much more.*

(I hope this leaves you guys with a good spot or two to jump in!)

(It's alright; I was expecting something a little bit different, but this is what always makes RP's fun!)

*Lia sensed someone in her theater. She was currently looking over the swords, trying to decide if new ones needed to be purchased for the opening show next week. She walked around the curtain and to the stage, only to see a young teenage girl sitting in her chair.*

"Excuse me, but casting-calls are over; the show opens next week."

*Lia looked over this young girl carefully and sensed something greater in her blood. What it was, she couldn't decide. However, whatever it could've been couldn't be a threat in such a form, she figured.

(BTW, could you tell me if you're part-Human, part-Wingly; what element you are; if you have a Dragoon; and what side you'll join?)

(Okay... name-Darc, Human, no element, 19 years old, Can I be nuetral for now then go to the good side? if not then just good, I hope you won't mind if i take the Divine Dragoon... and I'll make a description as I work my first post)

Darc stood outside of new york. He stretched and sighed, looking up at the buildings with his saphire like eyes. A gust of wind blew past and pushed his long black hair away from his face. His broadsword lay underneath his black trench coat, out of sight from all and also his duel pistols (I say this since it is the 21st century and there is more technology..)...He was tired from traveling and his red shirt was ripped in a few placed, along with his black pants. He began walking into the city, clasping something in his hand.
The orb he held eminated a Greyish Glow.

"Damn... It took a while to get here..." He looked around. "I heard they needed some actors or something and I traveled all this way for nothing..."

He looked at himself and chuckled softly.

"Guess they wouldn't hire me anyway... I look like a complete mess..."

He began walking torwards a store to buy some more clothes.

(How was that?)

Darc didn't think anything about the girl that passed him. He knew she had a dragoon spirit... just like him. First one he had met that actually had a dragoon as well. He continued on his way to the Mall. Once he arrived he Went to the nearest clothing store.

"Well... They have some cool threads here...."

Darc found a blood red shirt that matched the one he was wearing, just... it wasn't torn up. He also noticed a pair of Tripp pants that Had red Flames crawling up the sides of them. He bought his new clothes and left.

"now... I'll go find a place to stay for the night."

He walked out of the mall and down the city streets searching for a hotel. He shivered as a cool winter wind swept passed him. He began to move faster, but still remained quiet as he ran. Once he found a hotel He entered it without hesitation. He walked to the clerk and Bought a room for the night.

"Not a very big room, but it'll do..."

As Darc walked to his room, he could feel eyes everywhere, staring at him. He walked into his room and sighed. He began to Undress himself by taking his trench coat off and placing it on the bed. He took off his Torn shirt and Torn Pants and threw them away. He quickly grapped his new Tripp pants and put them on.

"Nice Fit..."

He put his broadsword and Pistols on his trench coat. He walked into the bathroom and looked at his hair. He sighed and grabbed a pair of scissors. He began to cut his hair until it almost touched his shoulders in the back and only came down to his chin in the front. Washing his neck and upper body of the remains of hair, he walked back into the bedroom and sat in a chair. He sighed and looked into the ceiling light. He brought up his left hand, which held the Divine Spirit, and moved it torwards the light.

"... I wonder how everyone in Seles is doing... I shouldn't have left so abruptly... Oh well... no use crying over spilled milk... right?"

Darc heard a scream from outside. He ran out and saw the girl falling. He Jumped out and caught her before she hit the ground. Bouncing off a wall he did a backflip and landed nicely on the ground with the girl in his arms.

"That was close... you should be more careful next time..."

He smiled at her, and protected her from getting wet in the rain.

Darc sighed.

"Don't call me sir or Mr... it makes me feel old... and im only 19... The name is Darc. And It was quite easy to save you... but right now lets get you back inside."

He jumped up to the windows and landed in the girls room.

"Here ya are... I'll leave now."

Darc walked back torwards the window.

Darc sighed and smiled torward the girl.

"I'm a human... like anyone else in this town... but i'll tell you something secret... Im a person you'd call... a Dragoon knight... I have the power of a dragon on my side... Pretty unbelievable huh?"

He pulled out the grey stone from his pocket and looked at it. It glowed somewhat. The light shone and reflected in his Blue eyes.

"Don't believe me... do you?"