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The World is Salim. The Year is 2209 common era. Salim is populated by Salshi (elves), Goiyt (Cat people), Ko'Meki (Humanoid amphibians) and Gordok (insect people). Mass Humans and thier military have been banned from the planet by Officials, but small groups are allowed in by immigration. You'll find out mroe about the topography of Salim as the Rp unfolds. Basically, North (Tertrum) = Europe. South (Al-Rai'ida) = Middle East. East (Yatasurai)= Asia. West (Kirimbalia) = Tropics.
Magic exists. The technology is Rennaisance Steampunk. They mainly use melee weapons and bows but flintlock rfirearms are available. Steam-powered chariots exist but are rare and expensive. Horses remains the basic mode of transport while slightly more priviliged can use ballons or blimps.
So your characters (they don't have to be of the species listed above but they must be mortal) were drawn together by chance, or perhaps some divine fate,but they were on the same boat that set sail towards the country of Ankoria on the Northern Coast. They were on the same boat that got attacked by pirates. And they escaped in the same lifeboat. Now they drift through open sea with little food and supplies. They share the same doom. Or do they?
::BIO:: ::NAME::
::SPECIES:: (include deion if required)
::GENDER::
::AGE::
::APPEARANCE:: (pics or deion. remember be appropriate for Res)
::ABILITIES:: (Don't be over-powered. DON'T)
::BACKGROUND:: (Doesn't have to be a life story. Just key points)
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::OTHER::
Rules on next post...
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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4:31am Sep 6 2013
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Rules: 1. No god-modding or Powerplay. Your characters are mortal adventurers. My characters are in place to guide you, as well as the challenges you must overcome. 2. Follow all rescreatu site rules. 3. I control the passage of time and the environment. 4. If i think you are breaking the rules, I will warn you. If you repeat the offence then I boot you. 5. Don't use technology that is out of place. it ruins the whole plot. Remember: Flintlock rifles and gunpowder explosives and steam driven motors
I'll have bios for my main characters up shortly. Probably tomorrow.
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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4:13am Sep 7 2013 (last edited on 10:05pm Sep 22 2013)
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::BIO:: ::NAME:: Ukamundo Galamachi ::SPECIES:: Salishi. Salishi are like eleves but don't have such pointed ears. They can learn to use magic and usually live for roughly 600 years. ::GENDER:: Male ::AGE:: 162 ::APPEARANCE:: Chin-length black hair and a beard/moustache. Tall and muscular with sun-worn skin. has a scar under his chin and a burn on his left forearm. He wears black pants tucked into knee-high riding boots. He wears a dark-grey adamantium-scale hauberk over a white tunic and over that he wears a long brown coat with a hood, made of salamander wool. He has a belt and a bandolier. ::ABILITIES:: He is a learned elemental mage and can influence fire, earth, air and water. He is also skilled with practically any weapon, though he usually wields a double-bladed celestium sabre and a long flint-lock rifle. He is also armed with throwing knives. He is also a good apothecary and skilled with healing (and poisonous) herbs. ::BACKGROUND:: Ukamundo's father was a successful Ankorian banker and Lawyer while his mother was the daughter of King Jadhak Teleos or the province of Eriphean, in the south. This makes Ukamundo heir to the throne, although he has currently left the province under control of a democratic order while he fought in the Imperial war of 2175. ::PERSONALITY:: Ukamundo is caring and protective of his allies. He is, however, slow to truly trust someone and will take measures to whittle out unsavoury characters. ::OTHER:: Ukamundo was a Colonel when serving in the human Marine Corps. He also holds a doctorate in physics. He is currently in an 'open' relationship with Syra Venoheart. He is faithful to her but the behaviour is certainly not mutual.
::BIO:: ::NAME:: Syra venomheart ::SPECIES:: Half Cedymn (Angelic beings that came from Salim. They are living beings imbued with pure energy) and half Duya (Duya and Durak are essentially the opposite of Cedymn: they are ebings imbued with chaotic energies. Duya specifically are Succubi) ::GENDER:: Female ::AGE:: Unknown ::APPEARANCE:: In her mortal form Syra has long crimson hair with bright blue eyes and pale skin. Her hips and bust are exagerated by her thin figure. She wears a black corset and skirt with a purplish-red sash hanging on either side. She wears long, tight black boots and gloves that come above thier respective limb's joints. As a Duya (she prefers this side of her heritage and almost enver becomes a Cedymn) she has the same figure but has blackish-purple skin, yellow pupiless eyes, talons and horns, pointed ears and black tendril like hairand a whip-like tail. She can also have bat-like wings sprout from her back when she needs them. ::ABILITIES:: Syra owns a pair of enchanted katars which can materielise and dematerielise at will. She carries a pair of flint-lock pistols on her belt, accompanied by throwing knives. As she is a half-blooded demon she can't always use her powers. She must charge them by engaging in acts that ive her pleasure, namely causing pain, bloodshed or engaging in romantice activities (general audience approved ones of course). Once charged she can use chaotic energy attacks, teleport through the 3rd dimension, phase through solid objects and heal herself. She aslo ahs the power to seduce mortals. ::BACKGROUND:: Syra was conceived at an unknown date during the First War of Powers. Her father, Azkalleon the Prince of Fiends, impregnated a Cedymn maiden. The Cedymn died after giving birth and Azkalleon's master deemed Syra a threat and told Azkalleon to destroy the child. Azkalleon instead scattered Syra's beign trhough space and time. In 2062 she returned to the physical world as a child who was quickly orphaned due to her parents' deaths. Through a course in her early life she was sold into slvery, then freed by Ukamundo. She adventured with him, unaware of her heritage, until 2203 when Azkalleon returned to tell her the truth. She then suffered a emntla breakdown and embraced her darker side. ::PERSONALITY:: Syra is broken, twisted and cruel. A known sociopath and sadist, she does anything to pelase herself and openly cheats on her spouse. ::OTHER:: Syra is bisexual but likes females more. During her life most of the male figures she knew died so she no longer trusts a permament relationship with them.
::BIO:: ::NAME:: The Mulari (Tyric, Molo, Alvir and Valmi) ::SPECIES:: Mulari. Immortal spirits of the natural elements. ::GENDER:: Valmi is a female, the other 3 are male. ::AGE:: Immortal ::APPEARANCE:: Tyric is muscular and dark skinned with his head shaven. He has eyes like glowing embers. Molo has a powerful figure and long white hair and a beard/moustache. Alvir has chin-length light-brown hair and a goatee and trimemd moustache. He wears a tailed suit and top hat and carries a cane. Valmi has long black hair, braided into gold rings. She wearas a gauzy blue dress and wears shells as jewellery. ::ABILITIES:: the Mulari have ultimate power over Fire, Earth, Air and Water respectively. However, they are forbidden to take the lives of mortals, or to unfairly help them. ::BACKGROUND:: The Mulari came from another universe and met the Salish in Al-Rai'ida. After attaining thier loyalty, the Mulari sailed north and met the Cedymn, with whom they allied themselves. ::PERSONALITY:: Tyric is brash and hotheaded. Molo is wise and steadfast, though slow to form a clear opinion. Alvir is cheeky and somewhat foppish. Valmi appears vain but is actually very caring. ::OTHER:: The Mulari are here to guide your characters. They are not in this for combat, that is why they can be immortal. Your characters, as the heroes in this adventure, enjoy no such graces.
::BIO:: ::NAME:: Sahaestiel ::SPECIES:: Kinbeast. He used to be a god-like ebign from another universe, but gave up his immortality so he could be with his true love. ::GENDER:: male ::AGE:: older than this universe ::APPEARANCE:: An 8 foot tall bipedal dragon. He has breen scales but his stomach is a more olive colour and he has sage stripes across his back. Unlike your stereotypical dragon he has no frills or horns or wings. He isn't described as a 'Dragonborn' because his only human features are his opposable thumb hands. He has a thick tail. ::ABILITIES:: Sahaestiel can manipualte the raw energies of the unvierse, although he almost never attacks people, because he is a pacifist. He is an excellent healer though, and can teleport and fly. ::BACKGROUND:: Sahaestiel came from another universe after battling Yrch'kazmir, an evil demon leviathan. Sahaestiel created the Cedymn and was thier ruler before he was defeated by yrch'kazmir's spawn, Ekushka, who is also Akzalleon's master and ruler of the Durak and Duya. Sahaestiel was forced into exile, where his powers waned and he was imprisoned by a fanatic cult. After his release (by none other than Ukamundo and Syra) he gave up his godhood in order to date Kzingyll. (fetaherblaka's character :3) ::PERSONALITY:: Sahaestiel is uncharacteristically gullible and cuddly considering he is a god. he may have very strong scales on the outside, but on the inside he's just fluffy :3. he doesn't like conflict. ::OTHER:: He's a vegetarian.
::BIO:: ::NAME:: Azkalleon ::SPECIES:: Durak, a male chaotic demon. ::GENDER:: Male, but he considers himself a hermaphrodite by identity ::AGE:: OVER9000!!!!! No, seriously. ::APPEARANCE:: Azkalleon has balckish-purple skin and yellow pupiless eyes. he has long curved horns and a snout like a wolf but a face like a man. He has long claws on his hands and feet, a whip-like tail, pointed ears, shaggy chin-length hair and he can sprout bat wings. As a mortal he has pale skin, brown eyes and messy black hair. He usually wears a coat and a wide-brim aht with a feather in it. ::ABILITIES:: Azkalleon has identical powers to Syra only his are full scale and don't need charging. ::BACKGROUND:: Most of Azkalleon's life ahs been explained in Syra and Sahaestiel's bios. ::PERSONALITY:: Wicked, coniving and amazingly persuasive, Azkalleon isn't called the Lord of trickery for nothing. He can ebnd mortals to his whim so that they serve him, by offering false promises of power, fame, knowledge, love, happiness and fortune. He is basically the devil. ::OTHER:: he gave up on beign a father long ago when, upon holding syra's new-born form in 2067, she cried and he could not console her and he realised his demonic nature would never appeal to Syra, because there would always be good in her heart. Now he relishes every moment of her new evil.
::BIO:: ::NAME:: The Crow ::SPECIES:: Ex Cedymn, now a Wraith, as in an undead spirit. ::GENDER:: Male ::AGE:: Dead ::APPEARANCE:: As a wraith he is either an anaimated corpse or a pale green-blue smoke. However he usually occupies a massive suit of ornate, spiky black armour. ::ABILITIES:: He possesses immesne strangth and enver tires, sleeps, eats or drinks. If his wraith form is caught in the sun without the protection of his armour he will burn and be destroyed. he carries a huge flail (a spiked ball on a chain attached to a handle). He can also bend fire to his will. ::BACKGROUND:: once fought against Azkalleon, who admired his fighting skills and resurectted him after death so that he would eternally serve him. ::PERSONALITY:: He is a strict follower of his master's orders and refuses to elt anyhting stand in his way. he's not much of a talker. ::OTHER:: In life he was a good friend of Tyric.
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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(bump)
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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3:18am Sep 16 2013 (last edited on 3:20am Sep 16 2013)
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::NAME::
Katalin (Kat) Wolfbane
::SPECIES::
Cat-Anthro
Definition of anthro:
An animal with human-like characteristics. A human with animal-like characteristics can also be called an anthro, but technically they are not.
An anthro is, technically, an animal that can:
a) walk upright
b) talk, or talk somewhat (AKA has human vocal chords)
c) has human features (i.e. a centaur, half human, half horse)
d) has the bone structure of a human, with some of its animal counterpart (i.e. a cat-anthro that although looks like a human, can jump like a cat). These characteristics separate anthros from humans with cat ears and tail (or something like that). (Sourced from: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=anthro )
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Female
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Twenty three
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Kat is a slender feline that has a similar build to a human, although she does not curve in the chest like a human female. She is after all a cat with human like characteristics, not a human with cat like characteristics. She is bipedal and stands around 5'2. Her fur is short and black, she also has small white patches over both of her eyes and white markings on her arms. Her eyes are a sort of dark golden colour that will sometimes change into a light yellow or green. Her hair is short, rugged and black and ends at about shoulder length. Her hands have pads on the palm and the tips of her fingers. They also come equipped with retractable claws. The same goes for her feet. Her tail is rather fluffy and curls slightly at the end. Her ears are long and they have little tufts at the end.
Clothing wise Kat enjoys wearing loose clothing that allows her body to breath, anything tight could possibly make her over heat or maybe even rub at her fur. Under most circumstances she would be found wearing loose and short brown shorts and a white shirt with a brown vest over top. She also has a pair of white gloves that she is very fond of. On her feet she can either be seen wearing sandals or nothing.
::ABILITIES::
She has the ability to lull someone to sleep if she chose to.
::BACKGROUND::
She used to travel with three of her male companions. But then she left them.
::PERSONALITY::
Kat is a fun loving girl who likes to joke around a bit. When annoyed she will try her best to stay out of peoples way so that she can plan on what to do to the person who annoyed her. She seems pleasant on the outside but on the inside she is a storm that is just waiting to be let out. If asked about her past she would make up a story rather than tell someone the truth.
::OTHER::
She carry's a small copper dagger on her at all times.
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Ebony Scarlock
::SPECIES:: Aramuk. Basically a cat that can transform into a human and mutate to fit their environment.
::GENDER::
Female
::AGE::
Appears to be somewhere between her late twenties and early thirties.
::APPEARANCE:: In her human form Ebony is lean with tangled black hair that falls to her mid-back. Her eyes are pale teal, her ears are pointed at the tips and she has two small v shaped chunks taken out of her left one. Ebony typically wears a pair of black cargo pants and a dark teal shirt accompanied by a black velvet waistcoat. She also has become attached to a dark green beret and a long tattered velvet coat.
In her feline form Ebony is lean with tufts of hair at the tips of her ears much like a caracals. She has long tufts of guard hairs around her chest, cheeks, shoulders and the base of her tail. The fur on her tail is long and silky while the rest of her pelt is evenly short and thick. Her pelt is completely blue-black.
Dragon form:
http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/120/1/5/hugs_plz__by_featherblaka-d63mu2h.jpg
(Though she dislikes hugs from most people XD)
::ABILITIES:: Ebony is quite skilled at anything to do with telepathy and if she is agitated enough/in enough danger she is able to shift into a dragon.
::BACKGROUND:: Bounced around time and space for a few thousand years, give or take a few hundred.
::PERSONALITY::
Ebony cannot stand to be bored and as a result she grows restless and impatient if she is idle for more than a few minutes. She can be selfish and irritable at times as she sees no point in doing something for someone unless she gets something from it. The idea of following anothers orders ruffle her hackles and she often feels the need to prove that she is 'a higher rank' than others, generally resulting in aggression. She completely lacks a moral compass
::OTHER::
She suffers from post traumatic stress disorder due to an old injury to her stomach which left in sensitive to contact.
::NAME:: Wharshin ::SPECIES:: They have no name for themselves as they communicate through images sent telepathically, but they are known as Mask-cloaks by others.
Mask-cloaks are a race that feed on others fear of them, and as a result they keep as much information about themselves as possible hidden. They are always seen with nothing more than their fingers, toes and the leg spurs of the males shown and wear long dark cloaks. Their senses are enhanced as is their strength an agility and they have the ability to sense the emotion of 'possums' (the creatures they prey on (which are pest species introduced to their home country)).
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Male
::AGE::
Unknown, he appears to be fully grown.
::APPEARANCE:: Procrastination is still happening. I'll update this when I decide to stop XD
http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/119/6/6/possum_terror_____by_featherblaka-d63gl68.jpg
::ABILITIES:: He has the ability to manipulate elements, though it is incredibly underdeveloped and he can do little more than direct small amounts of them once they are already in motion. He is skilled at creating illusions and is currently studying defensive spells, but so far he has barely mastered the simplest of deflective spells.
::BACKGROUND:: Nuuuuu D:
::PERSONALITY::
Wharshin prefers to stay away from conversation, but he will join one if he feels he is needed or to assure other's that he will not slaughter them without reason. It doesn't help that if he hasn't 'fed' for a while he will often lash out at others in the hopes of getting a meal of fear. It isn't uncommon for him to use sarcasm or mock anger and aggression, but unfortunately he isn't familiar with the standard ways of showing emotion through tone, so he often comes across as serious. Generally he is well mannered and he prefers to keep the peace.
::OTHER::
Among his people he is classed as royalty, though he dislikes raising himself above everyone because of it.
::NAME:: Holly Ornitha
::SPECIES:: Vampyrum. Vampire-wearwolf hybrid/mutant/thing. The fluffiest darn man-eater you will ever see.
::GENDER:: Female
::AGE::
Has been frozen at 16 for a few hundred years.
::APPEARANCE:: Holly is slim and stands a bit below average height with base-of-shoulder-blade length golden-brown hair usually tied back for convenience. Her default eye colour is gold, but is changes depending on what element she's manipulating at the time, so she generally keeps a rock in her pocket to keep them brown. Wears a forest green long-sleeved shirt accompanied by a brown jacket and trousers. She also has a long crimson scarf made of spider silk that doubles as a rope and a sheath in her right pocket for Lance the golden fire-spitting sapient paintbrush wannabe-sword. And the obligatory little fangs slightly longer than average human canine teeth.
Holly's wyvern form is slightly chubby, due to being the age of the pups of the species. She has a serpentine neck, body and tail and stands quadrupedal on proportionally short and stocky legs ending in large padded paws, the front containing sharp retractable claws. She has two short three-pronged horns protruding from the back of her skull and large pointed ears. A long silky golden brown linear mane runs from above her eyes to her shoulders and the same long hair sprouts from the tip of her tail. Her underside is plated with large pale blue scales and short gold coloured velvety fur covers the rest of her body. Ranges between the sizes of a worm and a mountain.
Were:
http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/156/b/b/tablet_taming_in_process_by_featherblaka-d67zg6z.jpg
Though the gold isn't as green, the tablet screen messed with the colours XD
::ABILITIES:: (Powering down, please wait.... powering down successful.)
She should have the ability to manipulate and create elements, though she's clearly still learning and makes more mistakes than convenient.
::BACKGROUND:: NEVAH!
::PERSONALITY::
Due to an experiment by Lance, who is linked to her mind, she is prone to random mood swings and personality changes as her head contains the minds of other deceased wielders of the elemental paintbrush. This also leads to the occasionally verbal rampage or flashback that can be triggered by something related to a past event. Holly herself is generally kind and dislikes verbal or physical fights, which she will often try to break up.
::OTHER::
She has a fascination/obsession with the sky.
Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
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(Hello, I finally went and found this roleplay, will post Bios soon!)
If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
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(i suggest sowrd amster and bow weilder because they would suit this environment better and the skyyron are too high tech)
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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(Disclaimer: I did not see that post until these were done O.o)
::NAME:: Sword Master (Leonard Silverdome) ::SPECIES:: Immortal Human ::GENDER:: Male ::AGE:: Appears 31, but is actually several hundred years old ::APPEARANCE:: Tall and handsome, Sword Master is roughly 6'2”, has shoulder-length rugged brown hair, mild stubble and deep brown eyes. He is very fit and muscular, adding to his fairly tall appearance, and typically wears dark-blue jeans or pants, black boots, a large red jacket which is almost always buttoned up, an ornate crocodile-skin belt with silver trim and sometimes a simple silver-grey cloak. ::ABILITIES:: Sword Master has immense martial prowess, being skilled in practically any melee weapon, although his favourite is his enchanted sword Moonshine, which is unbreakable and deals great damage. He is also a talented survivalist, being very good with herbs and plants, tracking, a little bit of construction and other skills. He also heals extremely fast and does not age. ::BACKGROUND:: Sword Master was born on an island called Riddersia, which was the base of operations for the beings called the God-Likes, which were magical energy beings of immense power. This island had many wonders on it, including dozens of 'mythical' creatures and magic users., and Sword Master and Bow Wielder were heroes and adventurers on this island. The God-Likes, in their quest to start introducing the other races to earth, started a war among themselves, which destroyed Riddersia. This war saw the beginning of many myths and legends and Sword Master played a key role in the war. During the war Sword Master 'adopted' a girl named Dare Silver as her father had sacrificed himself to save hundreds of people. The God-Likes left earth after the war, but used their power to magically enhance a few people's cells so that they could watch over earth and track down any monsters that had escaped the island-Sword Master was one of those Immortals. He then spent centuries adventuring across the earth with Bow Wielder and some other companions. ::PERSONALITY:: Sword Master is witty, charming, intelligent and kind-an all round hero. He will always lend a hand whether the problem is big or small and likes to put a positive spin on things, however the things he has witnessed have put a grim tinge on his personality. ::OTHER:: Silverlock!
::NAME:: Bow Wielder (Tim Laur) ::SPECIES:: Immortal Human ::GENDER:: Male ::AGE:: Appears 17 but is actually several hundred years old ::APPEARANCE:: He has short blonde hair and blue eyes. He wears a black Robin-Hood cap and a black mask over his eyes. He has brown pants and black boots. He wears a black shirt underneath a black jacket and has a quiver of arrows on his back. ::ABILITIES:: Bow Wielder is an expert at ranged fighting, but, as his name suggest, prefers a bow of some deion. He is a talented inventor and a bit of an engineer so designs and makes unique arrows that can explode, release a smoke screen of perform another equally useful feat. He is also practiced at stealth and sabotage techniques. ::BACKGROUND:: Bow Wielder was born on an island called Riddersia, which was the base of operations for the beings called the God-Likes, which were magical energy beings of immense power. This island had many wonders on it, including dozens of 'mythical' creatures and magic users., and Sword Master and Bow Wielder were heroes and adventurers on this island after Sword Master saved Bow Wielder from the bandits that killed his parents when he was young. The God-Likes, in their quest to start introducing the other races to earth, started a war among themselves, which destroyed Riddersia. This war saw the beginning of many myths and legends and Bow Wielder played a key role in the war. During the war Bow Wielder successfully killed a Dragon by the name of Derrosi, whose claw he still keeps to this day. The God-Likes left earth after the war, but used their power to magically enhance a few people's cells so that they could watch over earth and track down any monsters that had escaped the island-Bow Wielder was one of those Immortals. He then spent centuries adventuring across the earth with Sword Master and some other companions. ::PERSONALITY:: Bow Wielder is very witty and has a talent for quips and jokes, which he uses almost too often. He is however very mature and takes his heroic responsibility seriously-even if he makes jokes along the way. Bow Wielder very easily attaches himself to people, which has made his centuries-long life difficult, so he tends not to trust people at first, but quickly warms to them because of his nature. ::OTHER:: Tolly!
::NAME:: Dare Silver ::SPECIES:: Immortal Human ::GENDER:: Female ::AGE:: Appears 17 but is actually several centuries old. ::APPEARANCE:: Dare is fairly tall and quite lean. She has shoulder-length silver-dyed hair and blue eyes. She typically wears black pants, black riding boots, a light blue, long-sleeved, wool top, black leather gloves with exposed knuckles and a white great-coat style cloak with silver buttons. ::ABILITIES:: Dare Silver has been tutored by both Sword Master and Bow Wielder, along with many other people from around the world, so has a mixture of skills. She is very talented with two miniature crossbows that Bow Wielder rigged up for her and has various kinds of bolts that can explode, create a smokescreen and perform other effects. She is also skilled in close combat with a hidden blade in her right sleeve. ::BACKGROUND:: Dare Silver was born on an island called Riddersia, which was the base of operations for the beings called the God-Likes, which were magical energy beings of immense power. This island had many wonders on it, including dozens of 'mythical' creatures and magic users., although Dare Silver and her father avoided most of this after Dare's mother's death and lived a peaceful life on their farm. The God-Like Dark Oracle came to them one day and said that Dare Silver's father was the key to the coming war, so he enlisted in the Riddersia free army-the army of the Light God-Likes. The God-Likes, in their quest to start introducing the other races to earth, started a war among themselves, which destroyed Riddersia. This war saw the beginning of many myths and legends and at the end of the war Dare Silver's father saved hundreds of people by jumping out of the window of the Golden Palace with a magical bomb so it didn't destroy the palace. The God-Likes left earth after the war, but used their power to magically enhance a few people's cells so that they could watch over earth and track down any monsters that had escaped the island-Dare Silver was one of those Immortals. Sword Master adopted Dare Silver and they spent centuries adventuring across the earth with Bow Wielder and some other companions. ::PERSONALITY:: Dare Silver is sweet and kind, always trying to help people, but she also has a very strong, stubborn opinion and will not yield to anything easily. She, unlike Bow Wielder and Sword Master, is not at all opposed to killing bad people, but restrains herself because she knows that they are people too. ::OTHER:: She has a very complicated relationship with Bow Wielder as she considers him like a brother but he sees himself as more of her uncle.
If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
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5:11am Sep 19 2013 (last edited on 5:22am Sep 19 2013)
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::NAME:: Ambrosia
::SPECIES:: Mermaid (The kind where they can use willpower to grow their tails, not them just appearing when they touch water)
::GENDER:: Female
::AGE:: 34 but she looks in her mid twenties because mermaids stop aging at around that point
::APPEARANCE:: Ambrosia is extremely beautiful, though she is considered pretty average among her kind. She has high, but not very prominent, cheekbones, and a smooth, pointed chin. Her face is clear of any freckles or blemishes, and her cheeks carry the slightest blush to them on top of her pale skin. Her lips are full, and upturned, and her teeth are pure white, though very sharp. Her eyes are big and stunning. The pupils are red. Her eyelashes and long and dark, and her eyebrows are medium brown and perfectly sculpted. She has longish white hair and a straight-across fringe that doesn't quite touch her eyebrows. Ambrosia is of average height, and has a small fr
ame. When she has her tail, it is pale pink and covered in shimmering scales.
::ABILITIES:: - Mermaidness - Her sense of smell is excellent, but her hearing is below average - Very fast and agile in the water, average on land - She can charm most people easily and lie as easily as breathing
::BACKGROUND:: Ambrosia is the daughter of Imelda, queen of their clan. She has many sisters, who she grew up with, and as of nine years ago, a daughter named Caitlyn. She found her own lake to live in at the age of 16, and has lived by luring humans to her and eating them. She decided to move to a different country with her daughter, since humans in her area are becoming aware of the body count she racks up. That's how she ended up on the boat.
::PERSONALITY:: Ambrosia believes she is irresistible, and flaunts it. She is sly and cunning, and will lie to anyone about anything. She is malicious and cruel, and the only person she truly cares about is her daughter.
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::NAME:: Caitlyn
::SPECIES:: Mermaid (Same as Ambrosia)
::GENDER:: Female
::AGE:: 9
::APPEARANCE:: Caitlyn's appearance is very similar to that of her mother's, except that she's nine years old (so a bit pudgier and more childlike) and she has dirty blonde hair instead of white. Her hair falls to just below her shoulders, and she has a small side fringe. Ambrosia often puts it in a delicate braid down her back or pigtails. She is of average height and build for a nine year old.
::ABILITIES:: - Mermaidness - Good sense of smell, less good hearing - Fast and agile in water, but out of it she is the same as most humans
::BACKGROUND:: She was born in Ambrosia's lake, and has lived with her ever since. She learnt to hunt when she was four (By saying she was lost and asking for rides home from unsuspecting drivers on highways). Now she's moving countries with her mother on the boat. They're trying to keep a low profile while they're travelling, though, so they probably won't be eating anyone.
::PERSONALITY:: She does what she's told, and looks up to her mother like a goddess. She's witty and intelligent for her age, and speaks eloquently. She lies like her mother, though since she's young she isn't as skilled at it. She can go from sweet little kid to sweet little mass murderer in 0.002 seconds.
::OTHER:: She is the only daughter of Ambrosia
::NAME:: Madison Lionheart (She prefers Madi)
::SPECIES:: Human
::GENDER:: Female
::AGE:: 15
::APPEARANCE:: Madison has butt-length, thick red hair that she never brushes. Hence, it is tangled and untameable. She has eyebrows that are thick and match her hair colour. Her eyes are a dull grey, which she hates. Her face is dotted with freckles, particularly on her nose and cheeks. Her lips are thin, and her nose is as well. Her cheekbones are prominent, and she has a rounded chin. Her face is a bit long and horse-like. As for her body, she's slightly above average height (5'7") and has spindly arms and legs. She carries her weight around her middle, and has a pudgy stomach. She speaks with a Scottish accent.
::ABILITIES:: - She is a brilliant climber when she's concentrating
::BACKGROUND:: She was left out in the streets of her home city when she was six years old, because her mother couldn't afford to keep her and there was no room for her in any government orphanage type places. She begged for a year or so and scraped by, until she grew tired of the city, and took up residence in a park full of trees for her to climb. She stole clothes and food from nearby houses, until she got caught. She escaped when the police were trying to grab her, and ran away. She is now on the boat with Finlay, her cat that she found while she lived in the city.
::PERSONALITY:: Madison is a generally kind and outgoing character. She loves to tell jokes and stories, and play tricks on people. This can often mean that she annoys some people, despite her good intentions. She can also be over-dramatic about some things, and is very stubborn.
::OTHER:: She's got a multicoloured, long-haired cat named Finlay.
::NAME:: Azon Faeryldor
::SPECIES:: Elf
::GENDER:: Male
::AGE:: 73 (That's like 19 or so in human years)
::APPEARANCE:: Azon has dark brown, straight, shoulder-length hair, that's parted to the left. His cheekbones are very defined, his face is symmetrical and he has a narrow jaw. He has lightly tanned skin that's dotted with a few dark freckles (particularly on his arms and back). His eyes are forest green, and he has long, dark eyelashes. In other words he's really pretty. Elves are generally quite pretty. He smiles a lot, and it's a wide, happy smile. Sometimes he has stubble. Sometimes he does not. It depends on the stars' alignment. He is tall (6'1"), as most elves are, and is fairly slim. His eyebrows are a bit darker than his hair. His feet are like girl feet though, like they're really slim and smooth. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M DOING WITH THIS DEION OMG EMMA STOP
::ABILITIES:: - He's very agile - He can wiggle his eyebrows like a wave (LOOK PETRA HE CAN DO THE THING)
::BACKGROUND:: Azon was born to a middle class Elven family that was pretty normal. He has two sisters and a brother. He lived with his family in his Elven citadel until a few months ago when he left to go travelling. That's kind of how he got here.
::PERSONALITY:: He's very outgoing and funny. He makes jokes a lot, and laughs loudly at them. But he's also ridiculously competitive and cocky sometimes. He tries to be as polite as possible, and is kind to people he meets, as long as they don't give him a reason to dislike them. He makes close friends easily.
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(i'll set the scene now. post when you're ready. My characters aren't on the boat but yours are)
Your characters are alone in an open boat waiting for death. How your lives have changed since that day when you set out from port across the Violet Ocean. You had signed on board a ship with the hope of visiting a dozen ports and seeing a thousand wonders. But calamity overtook your voyage in the first week, when pirates swooped down upon the vessel. You and a handful of the other shipmates managed to get the skiff down into the water and were making off, but some of the pirates leapt down right in your midst. The fighting was hard. You remember little of it now, but when it was over the boat was awash with blood and you were the only ones left alive. Of your own ship and the pirates' craft there was no sign – the current had carried you out of sight of any living thing. You can only wonder if there are any spirits watching, and whether they are benign or not. Best not to think how you've survived since then. At the mercy of the wind and sea currents, you have been swept steadily north into regions completely unknown to you. Drinking-water has been your biggest problem – you've had to rely on rain, and there has been none for days. Chewing on straps of leather have been your only sustanance. Your bodies are weak, your spirits low. Then, just as Umbrung the Keeper of the Dead seems ready to claim you for below, you see something that kindles new hope: white clouds; birds flying high above; the grey line of land on the horizon!
Then the clouds turn the colour of stone and rush to meet you on a hideous wind from the West. The waves gain power and begin to rock the flimsy boat and salt spray assails you. The only thing between you and the strip of beach ahead is a long stip of rough waters, raging between jagged teeth-like rocks.
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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1:57am Sep 21 2013
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Caitlyn was resting her little head on Ambrosia's chest, her hair tangled and all over the place from the sea spray that was constantly assaulting them. She opened her eyes tiredly, and lifted her head. No one was dead yet, she noted with dismay. If they were, maybe Ambrosia would let her eat them.
The mermaids hadn't even been able to swim and catch fish, for if they did, the others would become aware of what they are. They were trying to travel unnoticed, so they could arrive unfollowed and unburdened to their new home. Caitlyn's stomach rumbled constantly, but as of the last few hours, it had dulled, as if too tired to even let her know how hungry she was.
Caitlyn's eyes trailed around lazily She bolted upright when she saw it. A greyish bar of what appeared to be land in the distance. A wide grin grew on her face, and as enthusiastically as her weak body would allow her, she nudged her mother awake. "Mummy, mummy!" she said. Ambrosia opened her eyes and sat up. "What is it, Cait?" she asked, her dry throat aching as she spoke. "Look, over there! There's land! I can see it, look!" Caitlyn said, pointing frantically at the bar of land in the distance.
Amrbosia grinned, an ex
pression of happiness mixed with disbelief showing on her face. She turned to the others on board, and clapped her hands loudly. "Wake up!" she said, "Wake up! We can see land! Help us paddle the boat, come on!" Caitlyn was making a small attempt at pushing the boat through the water herself, and wasn't giving up despite how little she helped the boat along.
Madison woke up from her slumber, ready to grumble at whoever had woken her up, for sleep was the only thing that kept her hunger and thirst at bay. When she heard what Ambrosia was saying, however, she got to her feet as quickly as she could. She stepped over the others to the front of the boat, nearly falling over as the boat rocked under her. Sure enough, there was land. She worried silently about the harsh waves ahead, but pushed the boat forward nevertheless.
Azon was woken by Madison nearly tripping over his foot, and took a moment to fully register what was going on. He laughed and grinned widely when he saw the land ahead, and leaned over the side of the boat to help steer them in the right direction.
Ambrosia scooped her hands through the water next to Caitlyn. She looked out at the water ahead of them. It was choppy, and by no means safe, but this was their only chance. She would have taken Caitlyn and swam, but both of them were too weak to swim, and if they passed out under water, there was no hope for them at all.
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Sword Master laughed as Caitlyn cried out. He had been fighting off sleep, sitting in the middle of the boat with the only oars they had, but now with land in sight he paddled, using all his strength to help power the boat along.
Bow Wielder was so excited he dropped the makeshift fishing rod he had fashioned from his shortbow into the water. However he didn't care, excited by the prospect of land. Even with his enhanced cellular structure he was dead tired and starving and despite the wall of deadly rocks he didn't think they could get to land fast enough.
Dare Silver sat at the front of the boat and had to move her legs so Madison didn't step on them. She had fared well in the boat, and still had hr wits about her. "Hold on! Don't you think we should stop and think rather than barreling headfirst into those rocks?!"
If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
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Ebony snorted and flicked her tail dismissively at Dare Silver. "Kff! Kah! Skeletal structure is overrated! Silly beast, you don't actually need it!" She said as she sprang to the front of the boat. She was far too eager to get off the small cramped space to listen to reason.
Holly frowned at Ebony. "No, you really do need skeletal structure, Ebony." The lack of sustenance hadn't affected her in the slightest, as her species was able to survive ridiculous amounts of time without such things. She had been worrying herself sick about the others though, so she was just as glad to see a way out.
Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
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Kat's eyes snapped open at the mention of land. She had been tightly curled up in a tight ball in order to conserve space. She uncurled herself and looked at the other people on the small lifeboat. She then looked at her paw and dipped it in the water to help with the rowing. The water felt cool against her fur. It was a nice temperature but felt slightly unpleasant as her fur swished in the water.
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A female voice resounded inside everyone's head. Dammit what the hell are you doing?!A male voice seemed to reply, also in everyone's head what am I doing? What's with your rapids?
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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Ebony hissed and threw up walls around her mind. "Nope!"
Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
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10:06pm Sep 22 2013
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Kat looked around for the creators of the words that had just rang through her head, "That wasn't any of you was it?" she asked.
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Ebony's actions did nought but prevent further hearing of the messages.
However the boat now hurtled towards the shore at an alarming rate. Unnatural currents semed to guide it through a safe path through the churning waters but the shore was by no means going to be a soft landing. The entire shore was lined with rocks, up to the high shore line where they gave way to silty grey-brown sand.
Large waves began to pummel the boat, pushing it towards the shore.
The female voice muttered something into the people's heads about things not being easy.
Whether we wanted it or not, we\'ve stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let\'s get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta\'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He\'s well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
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"I don't think that was any of us, but if it is keep up the good work, we can ride this reverse-rip right up to the shoreline if we steer well-once we reach the shoreline it will be a different story but at least we might survive those rocks." Sword Master said, angling the boat away from a huge pointy rock.
If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
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