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But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game |
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I thought I'd share some RP Characters I have been tinkering with.
-Name: Hgggs "Hess" -Age: 32 -Your Age: 16 -Persona: Hgggs or Hess, as he has others who cannot properly pronounce the hissing gurgling sound that is his name call him, Is the three-foot long extra dimensional parasitic protrusion from just between an unconscious man's pectoral and abdominal muscles. This long muscular neck-like growth, three inches in diameter, ends in a spherical "head" that is horizontally bisected by a mouth with features similar to a lamprey. Both above and bellow the mouth are two catfish like antennae. The top two sense the temperature of the immediate area while the bottom two are extremely sensitive to movement. By nature Hess's skin tone is that of his host's which is a well tanned Caucasian. His host's body is that of a golden haired eighteen year old male and remains, aside from his blue jean shorts, unclothed and hanging backward limp allowing Hess's head to be the highest point on the body. -Items: No items -Abilities: Hess's heat sensory antennae render invisibility, cloaking and multiple forms of hiding useless and his extra motion sensitive antennae function similar to that of a fly's extra sensory limbs, giving him similarly quick reflexes. His host's body unfortunately does not move as quick. He also posses the ability to recede into his host's body. -Style: Head to head melee combat is almost never an option for him. -Powers: Hess is a master of gravitational forces. With this ability, he can reproduce effects similar to telekinesis and levitation. His host body in fact almost never touches the floor and floats one or two inches off the ground.
- Name (s): Johbe & Rahu -Age (s): 39 & since before the time of man - Your Age: See Massassi -Persona: Johbe is a man in peak physical condition for his age and stands a good foot over the average man. His skin tone suggests that he is of Asian descent. His head and eyebrows are shaved clean and a blue tribal style tattoo streaks vertically across his left eye. A forest green scarf that wraps down from his nose to his collarbone obscures the lower portion of his face. A long scar runs over his bare chest from his right shoulder to left thigh. Johbe's pants are the same shade of green as his scarf and fit tightly but comfortably around his legs. Johbe's forearms and palms are also wrapped in the same green cloth as the rest of his body but these wrappings around his arms and mouth are not just decorations. They serve a purpose: to conceal the deadly mouths of the Demon Rahu who inhabits his body. The mouths of Rahu appear in the palms of Johbe's hands as small gaping maws lined with razor sharp teeth and possessing two long snake like tongues whom also possess teethed mouths at their tips. The primary mouth of Rahu has taken over what was once Johbe's mouth. When not obscured by the green scarf the mouth is a hideous disfiguration. His lower jaw is gone and the entire area spanning from his top jaw down to his Adams apple is nothing but slimy blood red flesh and razor sharp teeth. This mouth of Rahu possesses the same snake like tongues as the hands but three are present instead of two. -Items: Johbe carries an iron rod that is two inches in diameter and two feet eight inches in length including the oriental katana style hilt. -Abilities: The demonic being in his body allows Johbe to take more damage and heal quicker that a normal human. -Style: Fights a lot like if your were to take away a Highlander's claymore and replace it with a base ball bat. -Powers: The mouths of Rahu that appear of Johbe's body have the ability to consume all forms of energy (preferable light and life energies). Rahu uses this energy to slowly reinvigorate his true body. When enough energy is gather it will release him from his dormancy and potentially bringing about the end of humanity. Johbe, though ignorant of Rahu's true motives, is reluctant to feed the beast out of pure common sense and only uses the power Rahu to aid him in certain situations. If Rahu is fed too much energy at any one point, the demon can overcome Johbe's consciousness.
feel free to comment(like anyone actually reads this xp )
Massassi · Fri Nov 25, 2005 @ 08:20pm · 0 Comments |
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One Year Closer to Dieing |
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Jubilation! conviviality! merrymaking! birthday!
I became 16 yesterday. I've received a decorative skull for my room(thats normal right?), 3 shirts (I'm ecstatic), a bag of animal crakers and a 6 pack of yoohoo (they remind of the simple days before I had a care in the world [sentimental gifts]) . i have yet to receive the gift. Not to meen the 'uber gift' but the usual expensive gift that I pick out for myself and is usually a PS2 game whee (Though last year it was a Decorative sword)
Massassi · Sat Sep 17, 2005 @ 12:29am · 2 Comments |
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that episode ended up being quite fleeting. Now that i'm happier...lets go mow the lawn so I have something to do next saturday when it grows back sweatdrop The Vanity of the elders enslaves the youth .....wait...what? oh, I understand myself now. Some times I write things and I don't even get it untile I look back. Like the ending of Chayyot's bio, I still don't get it. "He felt nothing." WTF? It sounds good though.
Massassi · Sat Sep 03, 2005 @ 08:53pm · 0 Comments |
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I get gold for posting in this.
Thinking, of changing the entrance quote to my journal. something morbid but inspiring with abit on nonsence (as is my way). Anyone out there, point me in the right directon.
In other news, I've acquired a state of eneui and am very fatigued. I have a desire to write or draw but I have no inspiration. The world seams to lack a certain creative uniqueness at the moment. No new and inspiring video games, no enthralling movies, I can't even find a pastery with a unique filling at the supermarket! (passion fruit, kiwis, star fruit, do something for god sakes! I'm tired of apple pie!) I'm sure this all seams like your typical teen-age depression and well it probably is. I'll feel better sooner or later.
Massassi · Sat Sep 03, 2005 @ 08:02pm · 1 Comments |
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My Newest Character's profile *Caution Graphic Material* |
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Chayyot the Enkindled Chayyot had a troubled childhood. His father was a black smith, mediocre at best, who at the end of the day sought salvation at the bottom of a bottle. After his inebriated communion he would return home and brutalize his family. When Chayyot was twelve his mother disappeared and thus he was left alone to bear the full brunt of his father's drunken fury. One night after his father returned from his house of worship, in his usual whiskey soaked rage, the barbarian forced Chayyot into the lit forge. The boy's screams, howls, pleads for help and his mother's aid fell upon deaf drunken ears. Then the cries stopped and Chayyot sat quietly in the forge surrounded by the smell of his own burning flesh. This is the moment he believes that the trifles of humanity are whipped from his mind and he transcend to a higher state of being or perhaps, more likely than what he believes, when his brain fried. His eyes glazed over and deftly he grabbed a neglected sword blade, glowing with heat, from the surrounding ashes. Clenching the red-hot blade in his sizzling hand, he kicked the oven's door open and clambered out. His father leaning on a chair and stricken with terror gapped in awe at the sight. The boy stood before him naked, for his clothes were now nothing but ash, and his body horribly burned and disfigured. With the fire of the forge burning fiercely behind him, his hair still aflame and the blade glowing in his hand, it was as if the devil himself had crawled up from the depths of hell to punish the Smith's misdeeds. Staring up at the dumbfounded drunkard the two met face to gruesome face and with complete apathy Chayyot drove the searing blade into his father's eye and out the back of his head. As the body fell into a heap on the floor, Thunder clapped and a torrent of rain fell from the sky. Dazed, he wandered into the streets, the pouring rain extinguishing his hair and cooling his body. Chayyot wandered for miles, each step presenting a barrage of pain in the parts of his body burned the least for the parts burnt the worst were encompassed in a somehow comforting numbness. He eventually collapsed on the steps of a monastery where a monk found him the next morning. The monks took him in, raised him, fed him, clothed him and provided a porcelain mask that covered all his face but his left eye for that was the only part of his face not scarred and disfigured by the fire. The boy spent all his time watching the monks' day to day lives from the shadows and reading texts in his chamber. He saw the power the monks had, the sway they held over the minds of the masses and power their superiors had over them. He saw how the people grumbled to themselves as they toiled under their superiors and related their plight with his paternal conflict. He reflected on the behavior of animals and thought of this seemingly endless chain of human superiority over one another. He concluded that this chain must end upon one man, evil incarnate, who's soul desire was to inflict hatred and misery upon humanity and drive us away from our true nature and salvation. He concluded that the highest figures of society, those that impose their will on the less fortunate and fancy themselves higher beings, are agents of the absolute superior and that they and their master must be destroyed to ensure humanities passage into paradise. As time passed these ideas cemented themselves into Chayyot's head and he came to recognize the monks as agents of the one of the highest subordinates to the Absolute Superior. At the age of twenty Chayyot began to preach his beliefs to the towns people and, to the dismay of the monks, he was blessed with a silver tongue. Quickly he converted the town and staged a revolt against the monastery and all other social leaders, They burned the building and executed those that refused to convert as suppressors of salvation. With the social, economic, and religious structures destroyed, the people free of all oppression and on the way to salvation, Chayyot and a small entourage leave town to Spread the truth and free the masses.
Chayyot gazed upon the town from a distance, smoke still rose from the smoldering remains of the monastery. He motion with his right hand for Seraphim to look with him while he clenched her hand in his left. "Look at them," he said proudly, "They are all free from the oppression of the Absolute Superior. They now live on an even playing field. It's now dog-eat-dog for them. Only the strongest and the most intelligent will survive to reproduce and so humanity will perfect itself. And when perfection is reached so will paradise." His proud voice was muffled by the mask he wore and certain choice letters were pronounced instead with an specifically toned "H" sound. For a brief moment Seraphim's grip tightened and with his eyes fixated on the smoke in the distance he questioned her "Do you doubt me?" In response she released his hand and walked to his right side to better view the ruins of the monastery Chayyot was so hypnotized by. She wrapped his arm around her and rested her head upon his shoulder. He felt nothing.
Massassi · Sat Aug 27, 2005 @ 03:32am · 2 Comments |
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whispers in my head at night |
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"All things are possible with time and dedication." "Nothing is permanent." "The titanic was unsinkable untile it sank." "The two impetuses of man's ingenuity are greed and laziness." "Greed itself is derived from sex. Like birds competing over the best material for their nest, Man strives for the unique or simply more of what the other has in hopes to attract a mate. All this perhaps even occuring subconsciously, the being not even aware of their greed or reasons for it." "Society is the naturally occuring supression of nature." "Society dictates murder as evil, nature dictates murder as necesity" "No man should be eternally punished for doing what they beleived was right" "Both Hitler and Ghandi did what they thought was right" "wRiT'n LanguagE iS The creAtion of. man and there4 is OuRs to Cont'roll Don't LeT such a Th'n coun-troll U" "All sins are equal in the eyes of the lord. So, stealing a loose grape from a bag at the supermarket has the same punishment as decapitating a nun with a sharpened penny. WTF is that about?"
Massassi · Tue Aug 02, 2005 @ 10:00pm · 3 Comments |
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Well, yesterday I signed up for a well put together fighting tournement. There is abit of a weak RP going on with the current contestants as we wait for the roster to fill up. So, clicky linky and sign up if you likey.
Massassi · Wed Jun 15, 2005 @ 06:44pm · 0 Comments |
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A Bio on the kingdom Mass's father rules |
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Massassi · Thu May 26, 2005 @ 07:57pm · 0 Comments |
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