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6:19pm Jul 3 2013
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{ya know Dragon, that would really help out. Thank you. :3 }
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6:24pm Jul 3 2013 (last edited on 6:57pm Jul 3 2013)
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Mystery Vindex
Name: To be Told
Age: looks 21 is 650
Gender: Male
Appearance (human form): {picture cuz it's easier that way}
Appearance (animal Form): This man has the appearance of a normal Silver fox, so he looks like a fox pretty much, however, there are some major differences. On his head appears to be the skull of a slightly larger fox, so it fits snugly on his head, but allows him to open his jaw and move his ears. It only covers the top half of his head, so you can still see his nose, bottom jaw, and all that. His eyes are amber when he turns and he is at least three times the size of a normal fox. He cannot be ridden unless you ask him, which he will them approve of or not. He can only get so big anyways.
Personality: He is rather cold and to himself. He doesn't like to get close to people because of his past and the issues it will bring up. He doesn't talk much and when he does, it's normally something important. He doesn't like to just talk to people because he doesn't feel the need to know anything about them unless they happen to become his Master or someone that he does want to know. He seems as if he is heartless, uncaring about what others think or if others dislike him. He has very little qualms with violence but he will not attack unless he has to or if someone starts something with him. He will not hesitate to injure you or even attempt it if you try attacking him.
History: Let's just say there was a lot of death and fighting.
Likes: skulls, bones, fighting, swords, guns, spicy foods, sweets
Dislikes: people, staying still, being bored, people, anything sour
Weaknesses: his main weakness as a person is the fact that he is uncaring and cold. He may injure teammates and not care. As for any other weakness, it's extreme cold, boat travel, extreme heat, obviously getting pierced through the heart, though he can live if you miss by millimeters.
Fighting Style: he is up close and personal. He prefers to be up close and find their weakness so that he can quickly take them down.
Potential Powers: Poison and 3 uses of Death's Kiss
Sample Write: He doesn't get one because he doesn't get a master. :p
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6:25pm Jul 3 2013 (last edited on 6:32pm Jul 3 2013)
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Awesome. I'll start working on him/her.
-doesn't know which character to use-
And the image is stretching the page for me... :/
Edit:: All better~
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7:16pm Jul 3 2013
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Added my second character in with Isedon. o3o
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8:52pm Jul 3 2013
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Alright Dudes! Let's get this show on the road! We got our four humans (Ceres, Colette, Isedon, and Zakeru) and we have our four Vindex that get a Master (Cheshire, Skorri, Ura, and Sabastion). That balances us out. Then we have our Mystery Vindex, whom will not have a master, or will a human have two Vindex. :D We see.. we see... Now, As for pairings in this thing... Here they are:
Colette and Ura
Zakeru and Sabastion
Ceres and Skorri
Isedon and Cheshire
I'd really like to keep them this way for a reason. But anyways, that's the pairs. If you disagree, Rmail me. Otherwise, I'm going to start with the next post which will give you guys a general idea of where we're starting.
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10:06pm Jul 3 2013
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( hmm Colette a close range fighter with Uria :urIa!: a long range grappler. We is abouts to pull a Orichimaru ^.^ )
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10:12pm Jul 3 2013
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Orochimaru is strange. O.O
Seriously.
So strange.
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10:29pm Jul 3 2013 (last edited on 2:06am Jul 4 2013)
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Welcome to Port.
The town of Port is oddly very very quiet and there is hardly a sound. Many shops look as though they are either closed or the merchants have stepped out. The streets seem to be deserted and the houses are all dark. Now, Port is normally a very busy little town since it's only one of the seven that have survived the WIPEOUT, as people like to call it.The city is quiet, that is, for a little while.An uproar is heard near the town hall and there are groups and mobs of people shouting at the door. Children are in the back, unsure of what's going on and unsure of what will happen. The adults are all screaming and trying to keep the kids who were inside from leaving Port. They fear what is outside the walls of their homes. They do not want people leaving and they only let travelers in and out as they please, but for them to let a child out, that's insane. They tried to talk these kids out of leaving, but they wouldn't listen. They wanted to go out. They wanted to leave this city and leave to a fabled land that they weren't even sure existed. They wanted to keep this dream alive and go there. They wanted a better life than what they have.
These kids were already inside the town hall with the Mayor. He is a rather fine looking man, no older than thirty and with a nice full head of hair. His piercing gaze is filled with worry as they kids all have to wait inside adn hear the adults screaming at them. Screaming their names and begging them to come out and never leave Port. Their cries are loud and some women weep. The Mayor merely shakes his head at the people's antics. He knows that nothing will stop them from leaving, since he himself has tried to convince them to stay in Port. He sighs heavily and starts to pace about the room. There are four chairs in the whole room that are occupied by the four kids who wish to leave. The rest of the hall was pretty empty. The extra benches had been pushed to the sides in order to keep the angry mobs of people outside, at bay. They were all waiting on the Undertaker. The mayor sighed once more before the back doors were slammed open.
A man with long silver hair comes walking in, his boots clicking on the floor. He walked up to the stage that was in the front of the town hall where the Mayor nnormally ate and did his normal things in the hall. He climbed the stairs and looked down at the kids who were there. He noticed that they were pretty even in genders. But he didn't really care at that point. He was here for one reason and one reason only. He clasped his hands together and summoned a chair to him. He sat down in it and crossed his legs, one arm resting on the armrest, the other, only the elbow was there. He ran his hand through his hair once before he settled down and tapped his bottom lip with his long black painted nail. His bangs hid his eyes, but he flipped them away for a second, revealing neon green eyes and a scar that ran from the left side of his forehead down to the right cheekbone. He smiled at the kids and studied them.
"I see. I see now that these are the four who foolishly want to venture out into the Forgotten Lands. Now now, I'm trying to deter you from going, but i will warn you that there are things outside this city that your mortal eyes will not be able to handle. When you come across them, do not fear and do not try to run. They will find you and they won't give up."
He let out a small laugh at the ends before he stood up, his long sleeves covering his hands and his coat staying open. He smiled and looked at the four teens. He liked them already, then again, not all of them appeared teenaged. But who cares he was too old to count anymore. He smiled and ran his hand through his hair once again. He held his hand out for them alld brought it back towards his stomach to bow to them all.
"Now, now, I'm sure you're all eager to get this show on the road. A Vindex is a great asset to all of you. Now, I need you guys to stay where you are as each Vindex is brought out. And just so you know. The Vindex of legend... They're real."
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12:24am Jul 5 2013
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No duh we're real. Uria thought to himself as he scanned the four faces of the children who wished to venture out of Port. One of them were to be his partner, though partner didn't seem to be the right term. This was something between master and servant. Command and action. To serve and obey, to guard and defend. With a sigh, Uria stood back and waited to be called.
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2:39am Jul 5 2013 (last edited on 1:26am Jul 9 2013)
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Isedon sat with the other three who wished to leave the Port, for reasons purely their own, and she was not one to judge. Her reason was just to get the hell away from her parents' unfortunate legacy and do her own thing. Which was completely viable.
She leaned back in her chair, legs extended before her with her feet flat on the ground. Arms were cross against her chest as she tilted her head back against the headrest. At the front right leg of the chair lay her katana and tanto, her other weapons hidden amongst her clothes. Her russet eyes were closed as she let her other senses flair to life. Outside, she could hear the muted yelling of the people. Not that she cared. Inside, different scents assaulted her nose. Her sense of smell might not be as advanced as an animal's was, but it was pretty damn good.
From the other three around her age, she picked up the faint scent of cigarette smoke and oil, gun smoke and steel, and sweets and iron. Her nose wrinkled slightly. There were other scents in there, she was sure, but those were the ones she picked up the most. Not that it bothered her or anything.
Sitting to his right, Zakeru noticed the girl with the russet and black hair wrinkle her nose. His head tilted to one side as his odd, burnt orange eyes blinked once. He quickly wondered why it was wrinkled so, but quickly put it to the back of his mind. Not really his business. He turned his head slightly to look at the other two. Another male and female, creating equal genders.
While all four of them looked roughly his age, he got a sense that the russet-haired female experienced a little more than himself or the others. Of what experiences she's been through, he had no idea. From the glimpse of the scars that marked her skin told a story. Maybe one she wasn't ready to reveal just yet.
"Of course they would be real," Isedon muttered when the Undertaker was finished speaking. "All legends are based in truth." Her eyes were still closed continued to lean back against the chair. The male to her left (Zakeru) must've heard her since he gave a slight noise in agreement.
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2:00am Jul 7 2013 (last edited on 6:21pm Jul 13 2013)
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Orochimaru? Haha, I had to look that one up, though I am still utterly confused.
Anyways, aside from my confusion, I just wanted to say sorry it took so long but Sebastian's bio is complete and I should have my intro up way later today. My cousins are visiting from Texas and I'm spending time with them and we are all getting ready to go on another camping trip till next Sunday, however I promise I will reply as soon as I can. I will make it my very top priority and I am so, so sorry :/ |
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5:27pm Jul 8 2013 (last edited on 6:37pm Jul 9 2013)
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Sorry it isn't much, I am camping now and this is all I could muster up at the moment.
Bic;
It was strange to think that the whole town of Port would gather and form a riot on such a simple matter. It wasn't their lives, it was the lives of four children whom want to go out there and live. The four all want to feel and taste freedom for a change, was that so wrong? If Colette was forced into living a sheltered life then she might as well be dead because why would one want to live with the knowledge that there is something better and bigger out there that one could achieve if they fought for it. It was a curious statement, but also one that shouldn't be dictated by useless adults who have given up on their dreams and tied themselves down to this horrific town; Port.
Even though that was how Colette saw the situation, she still feared that her actions would hurt her in the long run. She wasn't so worried about loosing her life, but she feared what her parents would think and say, for they have always kept her in tight shackles and ones that she hadn't attempted to break free from. In the spacious room, she sat with her red cloak over he shoulders and her raven black hair tied in pig tails. From her peripheral vision, she observed the other three beings that yearned for something bigger too. Her oddly pale eyes could see a russet haired girl to her left, a grey haired boy to her far left and a boy with skin as fine as china to her right. She didn't know what to think of them just yet.
It wasn't until after the strange, silver-haired undertaker finished talking that she got her first impression on the girl in the camouflage pants. She seemed like she had a sharp tongue and Colette knew right away that she should steer clear of this girl and try her best not to make her mad for if she did, she would be a defenseless coward. Colette sighed and held her dagger close to her ribs, as she sat in an upright position as the legendary Vindexs appeared before them. They were an alluring sight, one that held bucket loads of promise for Colette. Surely if Vindexs were real, then the Forgotten Lands were too.
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6:04pm Jul 8 2013 (last edited on 6:06pm Jul 8 2013)
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[[Ru---- I disagree with my partner D: I do not work will with this person and I request a swap.
jkjkjk Ceres~~ It's going to be so weird talking to him in skor's voice lol]]
Skorri shuffled his feet for what must have been the hundredth time, flicking his eyes at the exits, the windows above, the four humans in front of him, back to the windows, regretting ever singing up for this. Or, getting involved, that is, since he never technically signed his name, and thank god he didn't have to do so because that would have made a contract, and those things were soul binding and life sucking and horrible. The children in front of him - that was all that they were, really, kids with too much power in his opinion - were frightening because he didn't know them, didn't know how they reacted, what made them tick, and Skorri was about to be bound to one of them.
The word 'bound' meant 'under legal or moral obligation;' he had looked it up in a human library a few days ago. Skorri was finding that it was quite a daunting word, much like 'required,' 'confinement,' and 'servitude.' He was giving up his freedom for this word, something he was not so content with. But he was stuck doing this, and he was not going to back out. Unless his partner turned out to be a vile creature and wanted to touch him, made him wet, forced him to stay on the ground, was annoying, or was a goody-too-shoes. Oh lord, especially the last one. It would be impossible for him to stand someone who wanted to constantly help others and be nice and love everyone. Just the thought of someone like that made him nauseous. It wasn't that Skorri was a bad person so to speak, but he just had a tendency to stray onto the darker side of neutral. That was for the best, of course. The warmth of goodness could only last for so long, and then the frigid air of wickedness would swallow up his heart.
Skorri raised both of his hands and fiddled with one of his bow strings. It was his long bow's; he could tell by the vibrations it made as he pulled his finger over it. He liked his bows. They were sold things that he could rely on when he was in danger. They were unlike the wind, who danced at his request and sang for him when he was upset. The wind made him feel safe, but his bows made him feel useful. His bows could only do so much for him, though. For example, they weren't the least bit intimidating, not like the swords a few of the humans carried. Good lord, those things were impressive. His wimpy bows were nothing compared to the bite of steel, and if he was ever stuck fighting close-combat with any of the humans, he would be at a huge disadvantage.
The Vindex beside him spoke loudly to the humans. It was Sabastion. Skorri had only met him not too long ago when he himself reluctantly entered the port. He didn't know much about the other Vindex, but from what he had seen so far, he wouldn't mind conversing with him. Sabastion said some positive words that sounded much like bull sh.it to Skorri's ears. Screw having a 'successful trip,' they were all going to die a gory and violent death. He had a feeling that Sabastion probably felt the same way, though maybe not as drastic.
~rabbah
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12:42am Jul 9 2013
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{Unique... Vindex are still in their realm... o^o They can see the humans, but they can't talk to them...}
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12:45am Jul 9 2013
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{my bad... I forgot my sister was logged in when I replied to that.. That was supposed to be me posting but when i pressed Post Reply, she was still logged in... My bad... o^O}
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1:18am Jul 9 2013
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{But anyways, VIndex cannot speak to the humans at this point. After this post of mine, they can since Undertaker will be bringign them out.....}
Undertaker let out a chuckled at Isedon's little sentence. Sure, he knew many legends had some truth, but there were some that were complete lies that humans spun in order to keep each other frightened or scared of something that wasn't really there. Human minds were so fickle and easy to manipulate when he really thought about it. He flipped his hair behind his head and brought his sleeve covered hand to his mouth, where he finally laughed at the sentence. He didn't know what to say to her besides laugh. He himself was a mere "myth" that had no truth to it besides the fact he was older than dirt. He finished and looked at the girl, his neon green eyes were now dark as jade and just as hard. His eyes narrowed and he stared her straight in the eyes.
"You humans like to believe everything you hear, don't you? The Legends that you know are all spun lies and large webs of nothing. There is but a grain of truth in each one and it's not even an important part. You see. Vindex, although they are said to be helpers to you weak humans, do not really want to help you. You brought this destruction upon yourselves, but then you turn around and want their help to make it better, don't you? That's why you're all leaving."
He smiled widely and shrugged before he averted his eyes to the side, taking in the people pounding at the glass and doors. They were such animals when it came to their young. Some of these kids probably didn't even have parents that cared enough to be rioting outside. He swished his hand and the curtains that were tied to be open, swung closed. The room was now very dark and very little light was coming in. He smiled and saw that the boy with china skin seemed to glow, as did the silver haired boy's mane. He smiled and brought his hands to his sides.
"Now, I shall bring Vindex here, however, they may or may not bond with you. I suggest you look at each one carefully and if THEY deem YOU worthy, then maybe, just maybe... they'll want to help you out. Be warned, any vindex can choose you. At any time should you attack them or another human attacks, then you shall face the consequences. They are god-like creatures, so remember that they can cut you down in one swipe. and it doesn't have to be with a sharp weapon."
He chuckled and reached into his coat before he pulled out what appeared to be a small black box. He opened it and poured out what appeared to be silver dust. He spilled it into his hand and closed the box once more before he placed it back into his coat. He held the dust in hand hand and started to chant in another language. He spilled the dust into four piles behind him and then threw the rest into the air. Silver became crimson and the dust began to create mini cyclones. Within each cyclone, an animal shape began to appear. A snake, a panther, a tiger, and a magpie. However, the cyclone with the tiger split into two and a fox appeared in that one. The animal forms looked out towards the humans before rushing to the stage floor, crashing into the floor and disappearing in a cloud of dust. In the place were now humans.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, these are your Vindex."
Undertaker smiled at the humans and waved them goodbye before he walked out the back door and disappeared.
{My two character posts will come soon. I'll let you guys post yours.}
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1:54am Jul 9 2013
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Isedon tensed when she heard the Undertaker laugh at what she said. Inside her muscles, she felt the faint vibrations of humming coming from the devices. Her ears became a little pointed as she felt her canines start to sharpen. So not good. Holding back a growl - that would sound somewhat digitized - she leaned forward in her seat and opened her russet eyes.
The crimson around her cat-eyed pupils glinted some foreign emotion as the russet remained emotionless. The black slits constricted even tighter.
Resting her elbows on her thighs, she listened as the silver-haired male standing in front of them rambled on about the Vindex being the one to choose who they will help. Also beware of the consequences should another human (or youself) attack one. You'd die.
Blah blah blah blah blah.
More words Isedon didn't bother to listen to as stifled a yawn. She was starting to get antsy, not used to sitting down for an extended period of time. Her fingers started tapping against her cheek as her ex
pression became one of extreme boredom. The only thing that caught her attention was the silver dust turning crimson as they shaped four cyclones that took on the form of animals.
But the one with the tiger split into another one - a fifth - and a fox took shape from that. Other than that, nothing else happened that was remotely interesting.
Russet eyes hopped over each of the Vindex. All were male, which wasn't really strange. None of them really screamed at her. So she went back and looked at them with a more indepth stare.
Hopefully she didn't seem to creeper-ish.
Not.
Isedon could honestly care less.
[[ Currently in Isedon mind-frame. Therefore Zakeru is being not-helpful... o3o ]]
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2:31pm Jul 9 2013
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3:27pm Jul 9 2013
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[[Err, woops. I didn't realize that either >.<]]
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4:02pm Jul 9 2013
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{s'fine. But now they can talk to them. :3 they are all brought down from their realms so they can speak to the humans once they take shape.}
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