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1:46am Aug 27 2013 (last edited on 3:27am Aug 27 2013)
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Plot: Kataklysm Kataklysm. A nightmare world of giant, dark, snow less mountains, jagged black canyons and barren plains. The world's ocean is made of tar and the sky is always filled with storm clouds, but it never rains. Despite the severity of the world life does exists-terrifying predators and nightmarish monsters that constantly hunger for sustenance, along side small camouflaged plants deadly to the touch. Despite all this, there is a feature of Kataklysm so horrifying it eclipses all other terrible features. The creature known only as The Decimator, a gargantuan monster capable of destroying entire cities and splitting islands asunder without any thought or pause, so frightening it can drive the most mentally fortified person insane. To contain this creature the Adep'Sar race, the species that inhabits the only other planet in the system, use a machine called the Kalmularium to keep the creature unconscious for most of the year. However, once a year the Kalmularium requires it's shield's power source to be replaced, so the Adep'Sar capture a number of powerful warriors and creatures from distant planets and send them down onto the planet to face the horrors of Kataklysm, replace the power source and save the Adep'Sar from almost certain extinction...and The Reparation has come again...
Rules: Rescreatu rules apply General roleplay rules apply (No powerplaying, no god-moding, killing other peoples characters ect) You do not have to be 'literate', one sentence posts are fine Be kind to other roleplayers Have fun!
Bio Skeleton: ::-Name-:: ::-Age-:: ::-Gender-:: ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: ::-Powers/Abilities-:: ::-Appearance-:: ::-Personality (optional)-:: ::-Other-::
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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3:29am Aug 27 2013
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::-Name-:: Tul Kaa sept ::-Age-:: 29 ::-Gender-:: Male ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: Adep'Sar. The Adep'Sar are a humanoid race. They are naturally tall, often seven feet, and thin, have pure white skin and hair, smooth faces with no nose, large blue eyes, small mouths, and have four fingers. The Adep'Sar race worships the Sky and it's every aspect, it's entire culture built upon the religious creed of the Solaris Luminaii, the priest order that saved the planet from near destruction by uniting the people and fighting the monsters of Kataklysm attacking their world. The Adep'Sar have highly advanced technology and science, very good agriculture, are environmentally sustainable and are a race in almost perfect harmony thanks to their unity and faith. The Adep'Sar live an average of 130 years and are expected to, even in old age, provide any assistance they can to the community for the greater good of the Adep'Sar. The Adep'Sar homeworld is called Terraris. ::-Powers/Abilities-:: Tul Kaa sept is a skilled criminal and fighter, adept at flying ships, shooting guns and fighting close up. He also has stealth and tactical training. His Solus rifle is highly advanced, a miniature 'sun' inside which is disturbed to release solar flares which fire out the barrel, frying and irradiating anything it touches and Tul is an excellent shot, although prefers his ornate cresent-swords. His armor, while not technologically advanced, can withstand powerful blows. ::-Appearance-:: Tul is short and muscular for an Adep'Sar. He has messy, short white hair and a scar on his cheek. He wears a yellow long-sleeved top, brown boots, a brown belt with gold star buckle and cresent sheaths, and gold pants. His armor consists of a gold-painted, crudely constructed chestplate with shoulder pads, similar knee-guards and gauntlets. His armor has sun shapes scratched into it. ::-Personality-:: Tul is a criminal at heart and only cares for himself, although he has a tendency to quickly warm to people. He sees himself as tough and will do anything to prove it to others-the more dangerous the better. He has never respected authority and will not bow to anyone but himself unless he has to. ::-Other-:: He is being sent to Kataklysm because him and his gang has been a major problem to the authorities for years, so once they caught him they opted to send him to Kataklysm rather than executing him so he can be put to use and be a representative from the planet.
::-Name-:: Lieutenant Joshua Harrenly ::-Age-:: 34 ::-Gender-:: Male ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: Human ::-Powers/Abilities-:: Sergeant Harrenly has a great tactical and strategical sense, formulating strategies being like second nature to him. He is also an excellent shot, being adept with many kinds of modern and ancient ranged weapons. He carries a Benelli R1 (a semi-automatic rifle) gifted to him by his commander and a standard military pistol. ::-Appearance-:: Lieutenant Harrenly is tall and muscular, with short ginger hair, greens eyes and a handsome look. He wears his camouflage-colored military combat gear-Kevlar vest, helmet etc. ::-Personality-:: Joshua Harrenly is a born leader, smart, inspiring and always looking out for others before himself. He is quite light-spirited even in the most bleak situation and will often share a joke to ease the tension. ::-Other-:: He has fought in several important campaigns around the world.
::-Name-:: Solaris Ralu-Desh Luminaii ::-Age-:: 70 ::-Gender-:: Male ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: Adep'Sar. The Adep'Sar are a humanoid race. They are naturally tall, often seven feet, and thin, have pure white skin and hair, smooth faces with no nose, large blue eyes, small mouths, and have four fingers. The Adep'Sar race worships the Sky and it's every aspect, it's entire culture built upon the religious creed of the Solaris Luminaii, the priest order that saved the planet from near distruction by uniting the people and fighting the monsters of Kataklysm attcking their world. The Adep'Sar have highly advanced technology and science, very good agriculture, are environmentally sustainable and are a race in almost perfect harmony thanks to their unity and faith. The Adep'Sar live an average of 130 years and are expected to, even in old age, provide any assistance they can to the community for the greater good of the Adep'Sar. The Adep'Sar home world is called Terraris. ::-Powers/Abilities-:: Ralu-Desh is a Solaris Luminaii, the most influential and powerful Adep'Sar. His words are law and religious creed at the same time and he can command armies, priesthoods and civilians if he sees it for the good of the Adep'Sar. His every action is one of history and he can influence not only the Adep'Sar now but of the future. Because of his high status he has been gifted robes installed with a force field and his staff has Solus weaponry installed inside it for self defense and he travels with armed honour guard which are extraordinarily powerful and zealous. ::-Appearance-:: Ralu-Desh is tall for an Adep'Sar. He is bald and his face is wrinkled around his eyes. He wears golden armor which covers his whole body except his head and resembles an Aztec statue but all the runes are of the Sky. He has a golden crest that goes horizontally along his head which resembles the sun and trails a golden chainmail cape down his back and meters behind him. He carries an ornate silver staff with a cresent on the top which glows. ::-Personality-:: Solari Ralu-Desh Luminaii is entirely devoted to his faith and his people, caring not for himself but for the benefit of others. He would be willing to do anything for his race and never strays from his goal. Despite this he is cold and realistic, willing to massacre non-believers and steal warriors from other planets for the good of his people with no remorse or regret. ::-Other-:: He personally overseas The Reparation every year.
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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3:49am Aug 27 2013
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:-Name-:
Katalin (Kat) Wolfbane
:-Age-:
Twenty three
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Female
:-Species/ Deion of 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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She has the ability to lull someone to sleep if she chose to.
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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 a black pair of shorts and a t-shirt of some colour. During the rainy seasons she prefers a pair of pants, a shirt and a jacket. She also has a pair of white gloves that she is very fond of. On her feet she can either be seen wearing sandals, sneakers or nothing.
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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.
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She carry's a small copper dagger on her at all times.
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4:49am Aug 27 2013
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::-Name-:: Rayless solseaker ::-Age-:: 21 ::-Gender-:: female ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: ryalia ryalia are like humans but are much quicker, stronger and better senses. they are usually a quiet and humble species. they have very pale skin and purple eyes, they also love they out doors and detest light. ::-Powers/Abilities-:: has the ability to blend in with shadows and move so quietly that not even her own species can hear her, she always hits the target in the middle. ::-Appearance-:: Ray is unusually tall and she has rugged short black hair about halfway down her neck with a side fringe covering one eye. she has long sharp finger nails and wears a tank top and long tight black pants. ::-Personality (optional)-:: Ray is a rouge and a outlaw in her homeland. she picked fights with her friends and hated sitting quietly. she got thrown out and was considered a disgrace. she lived life on her on and rarely made friends. you don't want to get on her bad side. ::-Other-:: she has never been seen without her bow.
Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow. Other times we have to fail in order to learn. And if we don\'t trip, we won\'t know how to get back up. If we don\'t lose, we\'ll never know how to win.-Sage: The power within
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6:35am Aug 27 2013
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((Posting bios soon))
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7:06am Aug 27 2013 (last edited on 11:20am Sep 2 2013)
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::-Name-:: Shadow ::-Age-:: She has lost track,but I'll just say,young adult. ::-Gender-:: Female ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: Anthro Dragon (Look above for deion of an anthro.) ::-Powers/Abilities-::
She has learned how to hide her true form and control darkness,but she
is working on that ability. So far she can create a shadow duplicate of
herself,get her shadow to fight for her,and create a dark force field
around her. At the moment she is working on turning herself into a
shadowy humanoid.
::-Personality (optional)-:: ::-Other-::
Doctor Who?
(WIP)
I\'m extremely sorry for my absence. I\'ve been very busy and was recently attacked by 3 dogs and am currently recovering.
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4:14pm Aug 27 2013
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Will join Mon.
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9:07pm Aug 27 2013 (last edited on 9:36pm Aug 27 2013)
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::-Name-:: Kaina ::-Age-:: Forty-seven ::-Gender-:: Female ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: Shryght
Shryght are constantly shapeshifting beings whose very essence is made of shadows. These creatures have a strong aversion to light in any form and they usually live in dark, damp environments. A Shryght can only take on a form that they have created in their mind. They cannot imitate the form of another race. The only aspect that remains the same about Shryght are their skin color, which varies from grey to pitch black. Commonly Shryght's forms are land and/or water-dwellers. Flying forms are rare, as Shryght try to avoid the sunlight from their planet's twin suns, as well as moonlight. Only bold and reckless, often younger Shryght risk their lives by taking on a form with the ability of flight. A Shryght is extremely vulnerable in its true form which can only be exposed by severe burns from light. Then anything, even if it is a fairly harmless creature can destroy him/her for good. Shryght, though still a fairly new race, are progressing steadily with their technology, though nowhere near highly advanced. The majority of Shryght are scholars and scientists. ::-Powers/Abilities-:: Kaina has the ability to shapeshift into mainly land-dwelling creations, though is trying (and spectacularly failing) at attempting to create aquatic forms. She has average proficiency with an electrically charged spear. ::-Appearance-:: Kaina is 5'4 according to her true form, and her skin color is ash grey. Many of her forms are bipedals, and among their common features are four pointed ears and armor-like scales on their bellies. Her quadruped forms share features such as spikes along their spines and being venomous. ::-Personality (optional)-:: Kaina likes to keep to herself most of the time. She has a tendency to not contribute much to any conversations, except to point out the flaws and good points of a plan, but rarely showing support for anybody. Being cold and unable to understand the emotions of other beings, including members of her own race, she has a tendency to rub people the wrong way. Earlier in her life, she attempted to grasp the idea of emotions. However the older she became, the more she found herself not wanting to bother to understand, eventually becoming stubbornly against understanding anyone with emotions and giving little respect to those with emotions as well. This horribly restricts whatever creativity she may have, a main cause for her inability to create any improvements to her existing forms or new forms.
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1:55am Aug 28 2013
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::-Name-:: Caitlyn Rose Smith ::-Age-:: 22 ::-Gender-:: Female ::-Species/Deion of Species-:: Mermaid - Mermaids mainly dwell in the water, but can live on land just as easily. They look like humans, but have a fishlike tail that they can morph their legs into at will. Mermaids are generally very beautiful, as well as deadly. They have retractable razor-sharp teeth above their humanlike ones, and their fingernails grow like claws if not manicured. They eat flesh, particularly human, and are infamous for luring sailors to their deaths with their good looks and beautiful voices. Mermaids live in clans, lead by one mother (who is usually the biological mother to all the mermaids in the clan). There are no male mermaids. When a mermaid wants to reproduce, she mates with a human male before killing and eating him. If her offspring is female, it is a mermaid, and if it is male, it is human, and the mother mermaid will eat it. Mermaids have a brilliant sense of smell, but less than average eyesight and hearing. They are clever, and physically strong. ::-Powers/Abilities-:: Caitlyn is, of course, an excellent swimmer, and very strong and fast. She has a natural charm and an enchanting voice. She is also a skilled detective. ::-Appearance-:: Caitlyn is very attractive to humans, with a heart shaped face and pointed chin. Her cheekbones are high and prominent, and her nose is petite. Caitlyn's lips are full and pink, giving her a gorgeous smile. Her eyebrows are dark brown and angular, and beneath them are her long-lashed red eyes, which she covers with brown contacts. Caitlyn has dirty blonde hair that falls in waves to just past her shoulders. She likes to tie it in a ponytail or a single braid behind her. Her frame is slender, with some small curves, and her legs are long. She is of average height, if not a bit tall. ::-Personality (optional)-:: Caitlyn chooses her allies wisely, and keeps them close, but keeps her enemies closer. If she befriends someone, she will not lie to them or deceive them in any way, but she has absolutely no problem with lying to anyone else. She hates her mother, which is why she left her home (lake) when she was 17. She doesn't care what anyone thinks of her, but will severely hurt anyone that mocks her. However, she doesn't take lives as lightly as other mermaids. She tries to eat people she judges as not worthy of life rather than ordinary, nice humans. ::-Other-:: Honestly this is my only character that I could put in this roleplay because all the others would either die before even taking a step or not be interested in doing the job.
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::-Name-::
Ebony Scarlock ::-Age-::
Appears to be somewhere between her late twenties and early thirties. ::-Gender-::
Female ::-Species/Deion of Species-::
Aramuk. Basically a cat that can transform into a human and mutate to fit their environment. ::-Powers/Abilities-::
Ebony is skilled at anything to do with telepathy and if she is agitated enough/in enough danger she is able to shift into a dragon.
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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 black 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.
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) ::-Personality (optional)-::
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.
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Wharshin ::-Age-::
Unknown, from what is known of his species he is fully grown. ::-Gender-::
Male ::-Species/Deion of 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)). They ::-Powers/Abilities-::
He has the ability to manipulate elements, though it is incredibly underdeveloped and he can do little more than direct them. He is skilled at creating illusions and is currently studying defensive spells, but so far he has barely mastered deflective spells.
He is a skilled pipe player. ::-Appearance-::
Procrastination happened. 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 ::-Personality (optional)-::
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.
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Holly Ornitha ::-Age-::
Frozen at the age of sixteen for several hundred years ::-Gender-::
Female ::-Species/Deion of Species-::
Vampyrum.
Vampyrum are a vampire werewolf hybrid/mutant created by the magic-filled-DNA-splicing wind that went across Galafax and mutated most species in the dimension. The general bite-and-transform-the-human rule applies to passing the vampyrum 'gene' on. Due to the unstable nature of the 'venom' that turns a human into a vampyrum, there is a lot of variation to the species. Generally a vampyrum has enhanced senses, the ability to transform into an animal at will, often accompanied by the ability to change the size of said animal, and a hulking beast form that they are forced into (often painfully) once every moon cycle. Typically it's in their beast form that vampyrum use to rampage and devour anyone in their path, though most vampyrum consider this cannibalism and eat average 'human' food. ::-Powers/Abilities-::
The ability to manipulate and create elements, though she's still learning and often makes mistakes. ::-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 ::-Personality (optional)-::
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 with the sky.
Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
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1:50am Aug 29 2013
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(WiseBlueFox01 and Spirit 1212 it would be appreciated if your Bios could be finished soon, but we aren't in a major rush)
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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7:09am Aug 29 2013
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(Sorry,school has tied me up. You can go on without me and I'll just,I guess,jump in when my bios done.)
I\'m extremely sorry for my absence. I\'ve been very busy and was recently attacked by 3 dogs and am currently recovering.
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2:38am Sep 2 2013
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(WiseBlueFox01 we will be starting tomorrow at some time so you have until then to post your Bios!)
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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11:21am Sep 2 2013
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(I just have my character's personality to do now.)
I\'m extremely sorry for my absence. I\'ve been very busy and was recently attacked by 3 dogs and am currently recovering.
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2:32am Sep 4 2013
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(Hey, sorry I didn't start the roleplay yesterday when I said I would, I was busy, but I will keep you waiting no longer! (provided everybody is ready...) WiseBlueFox01 you can still participate in the roleplay if you get your Bios done 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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1:51am Sep 5 2013
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(Well, after two days of promising to start, I will start XD I deeply apologize for the delay)
Solaris Ralu-Desh Luminaii looked out from the balcony of the Dorsh'Aun Supreme Cathedral. The gigantic golden palace stretched out over a massive area, it's elegant spires, golden domes and marble courtyards with statues of past Solaris Luminaii leaders practically a small city in itself. From the Spire of the Tower of The Heavens he could see the entire palace and the city of Kalest'kaa beyond it's massive walls. All this beauty and might, this wonder of faith, truth and science, lies in the hands of those from another world. He turned and made his way into the large circle room that made up the spire's top. He muttered a small prayer of thanks at the many gold statues of Saints and shrines to the sky, making sure not to read the passages of runes inscribed in the wall because of the rush. He went and sat down in his large throne, his four honour guard, beautiful armor glowing and swords ready, beside him. "Bring in the Off-worlders." Several Adep'Sar soldiers, clad in their circular helmets and armor, pushed through the large door, dragging many bizzare aliens behind them, their helmets cyclopian eyes scanning the room. The thrust the prisoners before him and raised their long guns at them. "Name yourselves off-worlders." He said in English.
Lieutenant Harrenly looked around the room at the statues, the other prisoners, and the aliens holding him captive. Seeing that they had them outnumbered and outgunned, he figured it would be best to do as asked. "Lieutenant Joshua Harrenly of the-" Lieutenant Harrenly was struck from behind by one of the soldiers, having spoken to0 long. "Next." Said Ralu-Desh.
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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2:02am Sep 5 2013
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Caitlyn grimaced, and looked around at the other prisoners. She took a deep breath and stepped forward as confidently as she could manage. She cleared her throat silently. "Tell me your name, white boy, and I might just tell you mine." She spoke loud and clear, with an air of business and authority, which was to her surprise, given the small fearful voice that was currently making itself very well heard in the back of her head.
She narrowed her eyes at Solaris Ralu-Desh Luminaii. She brought her shoulders back further, and puffed out her chest. In all honesty, she didn't think this was so much as to intimidate them, but to reassure herself of her self confidence. |
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Ralu-Desh looked at Caitlyn for a second, thinking about whether she should live or not. He smiled, deciding on an appropriate action. He stood up from his chair and walked right up to Caitlyn. He pressed the pointed tip of his staff against Caitlyn's throat and spoke. "You have twelve highly trained soldiers armed with deadly flare weaponry capable of disintegrating your flesh behind you, ready and willing to execute you for the good of the Adep'Sar. This ideal is shared by the four elite shielded honor guard beside me, all of which would gladly kill every one of you before speak to you. In fact, the entire Dorsh'Aun Grand Cathedral is filled with brave and honorable Adep'Sar that would gladly end your existence-the only thing preventing your demise is me and the authority I command. With the gift I am granting you by saving your life, I would think you would be generous enough to grant me your ti
tle-and not insult me.
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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Caitlyn raised her hands and backed away from the staff. A surge of power ran through her. One that she hadn't felt in a long time. She hadn't felt this cocky ever since she was a kid. "Well then I'm afraid you're gonna be disappointed, Goldilocks," she said, smiling at him and nodding at his gold armour.
She continued, "You're not getting my name unless I know who I'm acquainting myself with. Besides, I don't think you're gonna kill me. You must've brought me here for something, right? So you can stop with all the 'Obey or die because I'm a big shiny alien' crap, okay?" She gave one of the soldiers a wink before turning back to Ralu-Desh. |
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2:53am Sep 5 2013
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"Yeah! Why should we do anything until you provide us some information!?" A human soldier beside her shouted. Lieutenant Harrenly cheered in agreement, as did a couple of other prisoners of unknown origin and species. Ralu-Desh smiled and stepped to the side. One of his honor guard stepped up, it's helmet's red eye zooming in on her. It's movement was a blur, a sudden slashing, ducking and re-sheathing of it's sword. The man beside her, the human soldier in his mid thirties, dropped silently, his throat cleanly slit. The soldier behind Caitlyn forced her to her knees, blood pooling from the deceased man to her legs. Ralu-Desh sat back on his throne. "Let that be your only warning! We will show no mercy to you, for you have no right to be shown it! You are prisoners, you are slaves-but you are also warriors, and as such we will take any rebellion or violence from you as an act of war, an act of war which will receive a genocidal response for your race! The might of the Adep'Sar and the Heavens will strike everyone you hold dear down if you even breath without permission! Here, I am a King, Pope and General all at once-and if I fall, there are a dozen more of us! Obey and you will be rewarded with a return home and a lifetime of riches to accompany you, if not..." He looked at the corpse.
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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