It was a modern day world. Everyone was fine, living a routine of life. No one knew what the world was, everyone just assumed, and went about their lives. But, on January 1st, 2012 it happened. A young boy woke up, and saw the truth, at the same time, nine others woke up and saw something they never expected. The dream world had molded with the real world. Or was it the other way around. The boy, looking around, did not see, yet he saw everything. He was unsure of what had happened, but he did know there something strange happening. He saw demons, and angels, imps and goblins, trolls and orcs. Then the young boy looked into the mirror. His body had changed. His back had wings, one black feathered, the other white feathered. His eyes had changed, they now resembled the night sky. His body had changed a great deal, and yet, it felt familiar, his body had taken on its dream form.
Looking out the window, he saw that the sun was dead, yet it was still warm outside, and there was still light. Stepping outside, evrerything began to take on a more logical set of standards. Besides what he had noticed, everything seemed to make since, then he thought, holding up his hands as the other 9 did, they called out, and rain fell from the sky. Clouds filled the sky and an eternal storm began.
Eternity, the god of All, had awoken the world, and shown ten the truth of the world, now they had to save it. They gathered in a circle, and could see each others faces yet, looking around, they saw as Eternity took on a form before them. {I have brought you here, and awoken you for a reason, everyone else has also taken their true form, everyone knows what has happened, yet, you 10 are the only truly awakened people.}
BTW: the boy is my character.
Characters:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:(Think uniquely, the world is no longer what it was, it is now taken over by the dream realm.)
Personality:
Equipment: (It can be anything that you have seen in a dream, wheather it be a gravity gun, or a wooden spear)
Background: (What have they seen in their dreams, and in real life on the night that this happened. Don't forget, the world is no longer what is was, all truths have changed to what you have seen in your dreams. Go wild with your ideas.)
Location: It is on earth in the year 2012. The ten people are all in different locations. Don't worry, I have already come up with a way to put them all in the same location.
YOU CAN HAVE MORE THAN ONE CHARACTER!!! Please take advantage of that.
Full Version: Between light and dark
On a few notes, spell check is something good to do. Secondly, wouldn't you think using googlemaps is possibly a tad complicated? I tried finding Kansas on it and had no luck.
Lastly, if this does happends to get start and/or people start making profiles, I will. It does seem interesting. THe googlemaps is a little 'turn-off' though xD.
#Gamer
Lastly, if this does happends to get start and/or people start making profiles, I will. It does seem interesting. THe googlemaps is a little 'turn-off' though xD.
#Gamer
Thanks, I will find an image of olathe and put it on here.
Seems to be interesting... but has gamer said... the area thing is a bit dull! If this is to go foard i'm game! 
ok, I have edited the basic idea of this, as everyone probally knows, the planets are supposed to be aligned in 2012. Well, this rp is going to be abnout what happens when that happens.
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HEY!!!
I love this idea...when it picks up I'd love to join in!
HEY!!!
I love this idea...when it picks up I'd love to join in!
Character:
Name: Chastity
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown.
Appearance: Medium long dirty blond hair, and icy blue eyes. Chastity wears a long white robe which seems to be glowing, giving him an almost aura of a bright shine. Chastity is able to use the 'aura' he gives off in the nighttime to light his path, instead of using a flashlight (or something of the sort). The robe has no zippers or pockets, he never needs to carry anything. It reaches over his hands, covering them, and down to his ankles, revealing his toes. His footwear is sandals. Chastity has two large feathered wings which he uses for flight. His wings, when expanded, also release the same aura as Chastity does (thus being a part of him) so the light radius of the aura expands due to the expansion of his wings.
Personality: Mostly always in a cheerful mood, believes the best way to handle any situation by laughing.
Equipment: His hands, and his smile. Chastity can use light energy as a weapon in peculiar ways if need be.
Background: "I love you, baby" I whispered into her ear as she laid down on top of my chest sitting next to the chimney fire. It was the beginning of winter and yet it was already cold as hell. Okay, maybe just the opposite of hell, but you get my point. Her arms around me tightened as she returned the whisper "I love you too..". She was slowly drifting off to sleep, I could tell because her breathing came more slowly.
We were in the basement of my house, alone sharing a quiet winters night. I knew I wasn't going to get lucky tonight, so I thought 'The hell with it..' and I let myself soak in the warmth of the fire and held the one I loved close to me as I too, fell asleep.
((**Short, I'll make a lengthier IC post if it gets to that point**))
+++Spell Check and Grammar Check will follow shortly in the next day or two+++
***You might want to add Gender in the creation, you don't have too. But if you wanted it, you forgot to put it in lol ***
Name: Chastity
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown.
Appearance: Medium long dirty blond hair, and icy blue eyes. Chastity wears a long white robe which seems to be glowing, giving him an almost aura of a bright shine. Chastity is able to use the 'aura' he gives off in the nighttime to light his path, instead of using a flashlight (or something of the sort). The robe has no zippers or pockets, he never needs to carry anything. It reaches over his hands, covering them, and down to his ankles, revealing his toes. His footwear is sandals. Chastity has two large feathered wings which he uses for flight. His wings, when expanded, also release the same aura as Chastity does (thus being a part of him) so the light radius of the aura expands due to the expansion of his wings.
Personality: Mostly always in a cheerful mood, believes the best way to handle any situation by laughing.
Equipment: His hands, and his smile. Chastity can use light energy as a weapon in peculiar ways if need be.
Background: "I love you, baby" I whispered into her ear as she laid down on top of my chest sitting next to the chimney fire. It was the beginning of winter and yet it was already cold as hell. Okay, maybe just the opposite of hell, but you get my point. Her arms around me tightened as she returned the whisper "I love you too..". She was slowly drifting off to sleep, I could tell because her breathing came more slowly.
We were in the basement of my house, alone sharing a quiet winters night. I knew I wasn't going to get lucky tonight, so I thought 'The hell with it..' and I let myself soak in the warmth of the fire and held the one I loved close to me as I too, fell asleep.
((**Short, I'll make a lengthier IC post if it gets to that point**))
+++Spell Check and Grammar Check will follow shortly in the next day or two+++
***You might want to add Gender in the creation, you don't have too. But if you wanted it, you forgot to put it in lol ***
Name: Apathy
Gender: Female
Age:Unknown
Appearrance: Long, straight light brown hair; Shorter than Chastity, but not too small. Bright green eyes whose color change when provoked. She is a beautiful girl, but she has a firey temper. A plain black shirt under a dark red and black lace vest adorns her slim upper body, and torn black arm warmers cover her arms. She wears red and balck tartan (a kind of plad) pants , with a silver studded belt looped loosely around her hips. Black chains hang all over her pants, some looping around to the back and others from one side of her leg to the other. Stretching from her back are black wings, broken and contorted, they surround her in a deep red aura that darkens as she is angered.
Personality: Passionate, very much an acter before thinker type of person. She feels everything with a serious intensity. Pungacious, fiery temper, she has an overwhelming lust for a good fight. She isn't very trusting, the only one who truly knows her is Chastity, and he knows her well. She loves Chastity beyond everyhting else. She would gladly give up her life for his. He is all that she has.
Equipment: Apathy can harness dark energy, swallowing her opponents into her worst nightmares, tormenting them with visions that become a reality as her victim acts them upon themself. For combat she carries a variety of weapons, aside from her fists, she carries a Large scythe with harsh cerated edges. Also, for close range combat she prefers two twisted sais that she wears on her belt.
Background:The concrete of the basement was cold in the fresh winter night. She twisted her hips closer to him, letting her fingers slide gently over his bare skin, warmed by the roaring fire. Her arms tightened around him, seemingly shutting the rest of the world out. As she stared into the chaos of the flame at her side she heard the gentle words fall from his lips, "I love you baby". Her breath slowed as her vision blurred in her tired state, with her last concious breath she whispered, " I love you too", and faded away.
(things will most likely be added to more develop the character)
Gender: Female
Age:Unknown
Appearrance: Long, straight light brown hair; Shorter than Chastity, but not too small. Bright green eyes whose color change when provoked. She is a beautiful girl, but she has a firey temper. A plain black shirt under a dark red and black lace vest adorns her slim upper body, and torn black arm warmers cover her arms. She wears red and balck tartan (a kind of plad) pants , with a silver studded belt looped loosely around her hips. Black chains hang all over her pants, some looping around to the back and others from one side of her leg to the other. Stretching from her back are black wings, broken and contorted, they surround her in a deep red aura that darkens as she is angered.
Personality: Passionate, very much an acter before thinker type of person. She feels everything with a serious intensity. Pungacious, fiery temper, she has an overwhelming lust for a good fight. She isn't very trusting, the only one who truly knows her is Chastity, and he knows her well. She loves Chastity beyond everyhting else. She would gladly give up her life for his. He is all that she has.
Equipment: Apathy can harness dark energy, swallowing her opponents into her worst nightmares, tormenting them with visions that become a reality as her victim acts them upon themself. For combat she carries a variety of weapons, aside from her fists, she carries a Large scythe with harsh cerated edges. Also, for close range combat she prefers two twisted sais that she wears on her belt.
Background:The concrete of the basement was cold in the fresh winter night. She twisted her hips closer to him, letting her fingers slide gently over his bare skin, warmed by the roaring fire. Her arms tightened around him, seemingly shutting the rest of the world out. As she stared into the chaos of the flame at her side she heard the gentle words fall from his lips, "I love you baby". Her breath slowed as her vision blurred in her tired state, with her last concious breath she whispered, " I love you too", and faded away.
(things will most likely be added to more develop the character)
Name: Tommy
Gender: Male
Age: 17 (Looks about 21)
Appearance: He has mid back length hair that twist lightly around itself and curls at the tips, and is very thick. His eyes appear as the night sky, with no pupil. They are black with white spots that represent the stars. His ears are long and pointed, but not elf like, more troll like. His ears are both pierced three times, with simple rings. His body is tattooed with rose vines that wrap around him. They connect to three roses. two on his wrist under his palm. On his right palm, the rose is black. On his left wrist, it is white. Then on his back, between his wings were they connect on his back, the rose will change color depending on how Tommy feels. It will even bloom when he feels joyful. He has a pair of wings, one is white feathered, on his left side. The other, on his right side, is black feathered. He stands at about 6ft. He weighs about 150lbs. He has a thick bone structure, and a large figure, though not fatty. He wears a plain jeans, torn at the knees from being worn down. The heels are also torn from being walked on. On his feet he wears Combat boots, and he has no shirt. On his kneck is a simple dog collor that is made for really big dogs. It hangs loosely on his thick neck. At his waist is a simple blade that can channel the same emotions that change the rose on his back.
Personality: He is similar to a kanine. He will not let anyone push him, he knows his place in the world, or so he thought. And he is a wild man almost, not party wild either. He acts long before he thinks about what he is doing, unless the situation calls for him to think first. He will not let anyone come before those he cares about, and he always knows when a storm is coming. Whether it be trouble, or a small sprinkle.
Equipment: His eyes, and his blade. When you stare into his eyes, your soul is locked into a world of horror, you are lost in your nightmares, whether it be teddy bears, or demons. This only if you push him to far though. His blade channels his emotions into enrgy and allow him to control anything that may flow as a living thing, yet is not living. Whether it be a bolt of lightning, or a gust of air. However, he can only channel this through his blade.
Background: "Good night mother," he said as he headed up to his room. He layed down in his warm bed, trying to ignore the chills running up and down his back. It was near winter, and yet it was cold out. But that wasn't all that was weird. Tommy knew something was coming he could feel it coming he could feel the fury in it, and yet he could stay awake. Something, he wasn't sure what, wanted him to sleep, and so he did. Slowly, but surely he drifted off to sleep, and as he slosed his eyes, he saw something, not sure what, but it was there. But it was to late. He was already asleep.
EDIT: thanks for reminding me to add genger, thought I put it there, by the way, I fixed some of the grammer.
Gender: Male
Age: 17 (Looks about 21)
Appearance: He has mid back length hair that twist lightly around itself and curls at the tips, and is very thick. His eyes appear as the night sky, with no pupil. They are black with white spots that represent the stars. His ears are long and pointed, but not elf like, more troll like. His ears are both pierced three times, with simple rings. His body is tattooed with rose vines that wrap around him. They connect to three roses. two on his wrist under his palm. On his right palm, the rose is black. On his left wrist, it is white. Then on his back, between his wings were they connect on his back, the rose will change color depending on how Tommy feels. It will even bloom when he feels joyful. He has a pair of wings, one is white feathered, on his left side. The other, on his right side, is black feathered. He stands at about 6ft. He weighs about 150lbs. He has a thick bone structure, and a large figure, though not fatty. He wears a plain jeans, torn at the knees from being worn down. The heels are also torn from being walked on. On his feet he wears Combat boots, and he has no shirt. On his kneck is a simple dog collor that is made for really big dogs. It hangs loosely on his thick neck. At his waist is a simple blade that can channel the same emotions that change the rose on his back.
Personality: He is similar to a kanine. He will not let anyone push him, he knows his place in the world, or so he thought. And he is a wild man almost, not party wild either. He acts long before he thinks about what he is doing, unless the situation calls for him to think first. He will not let anyone come before those he cares about, and he always knows when a storm is coming. Whether it be trouble, or a small sprinkle.
Equipment: His eyes, and his blade. When you stare into his eyes, your soul is locked into a world of horror, you are lost in your nightmares, whether it be teddy bears, or demons. This only if you push him to far though. His blade channels his emotions into enrgy and allow him to control anything that may flow as a living thing, yet is not living. Whether it be a bolt of lightning, or a gust of air. However, he can only channel this through his blade.
Background: "Good night mother," he said as he headed up to his room. He layed down in his warm bed, trying to ignore the chills running up and down his back. It was near winter, and yet it was cold out. But that wasn't all that was weird. Tommy knew something was coming he could feel it coming he could feel the fury in it, and yet he could stay awake. Something, he wasn't sure what, wanted him to sleep, and so he did. Slowly, but surely he drifted off to sleep, and as he slosed his eyes, he saw something, not sure what, but it was there. But it was to late. He was already asleep.
EDIT: thanks for reminding me to add genger, thought I put it there, by the way, I fixed some of the grammer.
It would also help if AoC's character, as well as my own; are approved or not. lol
yes, both approved... Sorry.
Uhm.. you want me to help you out with this? lol
I mean.. I kind of already am.
Just a thought.
#The GsB
I mean.. I kind of already am.
Just a thought.
#The GsB
Character:
Name: Lucas
Gender: Male
Age: late thirty's
Appearance: Lucas has black, shaggy, medium sized hair. He also has a black goatee. He's got brown eyes and his expression is blank, meaning that he has no shine in his eyes and his expression rarely changes in any given situation, his face shows his experience thru a rough life due to his thirst for revenge. He has a good physique but not too buffed. On his upper torso he wears a worn out, black t-shirt and a long coat. Lucas also wears a pair of dark jeans and uses dark, heavy-looking boots. On his hands are a pair of dark, fingerless gloves. Hidden under his coat is on his right wrist a baby blue bracelet made of small round beads. This is Lucas in real life!
Now in dream realm Lucas is different. He has a pair of straight horns coming out of his head, one on each side of his head. His hair is crimson colored and he has no goatee. His canine teeth are sharpened and longer. His eyes are reptilian and he can see excellently in the dark. His voice is doubled, one of them is his human voice and the other is a demon-like voice. He can walk like a normal person but while fighting he becomes primal by standing on a lower stance and his figthting style is a mix of power and agility. He also has a tail which he uses in his fights. His tail is long about the same length of him, only slightly shorter.
Hidden inside his coat is a pair of daggers he rarely uses being almost just for silent kills or moments where he's in a tight spot. Lucas has an higher ability to jump than a normal human being and he can crawl on walls and stuff.
Personality: Lucas is a very quiet person. He believes that his job is to be fulfilled no matter the cost... he needs money to survive. He may have very few friends but he is very loyal to them. He has no problems in killing a person and he isn't afraid to suffer a little bit of pain to get the job done.
Equipment: His fists and his daggers. He can also control the earth element although he can only move small rocks and dirt but I intend to make him evolve this ability throughout the story.
Background: Lucas was once a married man and had a small daughter. Both his wife and daughter were killed in a horrible way! When Lucas found out that his family was murdered he practically lost his soul and the glow of his eyes. Since then he tried to find the responsible for his family's death but with no success, although he believes that it's he fault that they're dead (it'll be explained along in the story, if the opportunity comes up that is...). Because of his lust for avenging his family he lost his job, his house, along with all his possessions and he lost contact with most of his friends. A year has passed since Lucas started hunting down the murderer of his family and during that he's been living in the gutters and gaining money in street fights and doing odd jobs. He his now a bum living in back alleys with scarce money and totally aside of society. All he dreams is to have the power and the strength to revenge or to avoid the death of his family.
(It's not done yet but you can see the differences
btw gamer do you think that the earth element is not well suited? I like it and if you have any ideas feel free to share them.
)
Name: Lucas
Gender: Male
Age: late thirty's
Appearance: Lucas has black, shaggy, medium sized hair. He also has a black goatee. He's got brown eyes and his expression is blank, meaning that he has no shine in his eyes and his expression rarely changes in any given situation, his face shows his experience thru a rough life due to his thirst for revenge. He has a good physique but not too buffed. On his upper torso he wears a worn out, black t-shirt and a long coat. Lucas also wears a pair of dark jeans and uses dark, heavy-looking boots. On his hands are a pair of dark, fingerless gloves. Hidden under his coat is on his right wrist a baby blue bracelet made of small round beads. This is Lucas in real life!
Now in dream realm Lucas is different. He has a pair of straight horns coming out of his head, one on each side of his head. His hair is crimson colored and he has no goatee. His canine teeth are sharpened and longer. His eyes are reptilian and he can see excellently in the dark. His voice is doubled, one of them is his human voice and the other is a demon-like voice. He can walk like a normal person but while fighting he becomes primal by standing on a lower stance and his figthting style is a mix of power and agility. He also has a tail which he uses in his fights. His tail is long about the same length of him, only slightly shorter.
Hidden inside his coat is a pair of daggers he rarely uses being almost just for silent kills or moments where he's in a tight spot. Lucas has an higher ability to jump than a normal human being and he can crawl on walls and stuff.
Personality: Lucas is a very quiet person. He believes that his job is to be fulfilled no matter the cost... he needs money to survive. He may have very few friends but he is very loyal to them. He has no problems in killing a person and he isn't afraid to suffer a little bit of pain to get the job done.
Equipment: His fists and his daggers. He can also control the earth element although he can only move small rocks and dirt but I intend to make him evolve this ability throughout the story.
Background: Lucas was once a married man and had a small daughter. Both his wife and daughter were killed in a horrible way! When Lucas found out that his family was murdered he practically lost his soul and the glow of his eyes. Since then he tried to find the responsible for his family's death but with no success, although he believes that it's he fault that they're dead (it'll be explained along in the story, if the opportunity comes up that is...). Because of his lust for avenging his family he lost his job, his house, along with all his possessions and he lost contact with most of his friends. A year has passed since Lucas started hunting down the murderer of his family and during that he's been living in the gutters and gaining money in street fights and doing odd jobs. He his now a bum living in back alleys with scarce money and totally aside of society. All he dreams is to have the power and the strength to revenge or to avoid the death of his family.
(It's not done yet but you can see the differences
btw gamer do you think that the earth element is not well suited? I like it and if you have any ideas feel free to share them.)
Just one doubt... are all of the ten children gooddoers or it's on our account to make them good or not?
Well, thats up for Neko to decide (of course) but I'de just like to say Brahma:
try not to double post, just edit your first one, I'm sure we'd notice the difference.
also.. lol, you couldn't be more creative? you know, you are in a dream realm.. You could possibly make him a demon of a sort, to fill his personality/his background, lol.
try not to double post, just edit your first one, I'm sure we'd notice the difference.
also.. lol, you couldn't be more creative? you know, you are in a dream realm.. You could possibly make him a demon of a sort, to fill his personality/his background, lol.
Yes Gamer, I would love the help actually. Expecially seeing as this might go some were. And Brahma, the children are all not all gooddoers, as you put it. However, they are not evil. They are the ones who know whats going on, thats it. The only really evil character, well, thats for me to know, and you to eventually find out.
Gamer, thanks again for the offer, and again, I would love your help. Just let me know what you want to help with.
Brahma, I agree with gamer on your character, try to be a little more creative, as he said, and as I said, this is a dream realm.
I added a little detail to the end of the first post.
Gamer, thanks again for the offer, and again, I would love your help. Just let me know what you want to help with.
Brahma, I agree with gamer on your character, try to be a little more creative, as he said, and as I said, this is a dream realm.
I added a little detail to the end of the first post.
Yeah... I know... it's a dream world. -__-" I'll think about something else to add like I said in the end of my post. And btw gamer I double posted because I forgot that one can edit their posts in this forum
Ha, it's okay. We all make mistakes and forget stuff; like when i walk into a room to get something and forget what im doing in the room when I get there.
I do it an unhealthy amount of times xD
But on a semi-personal level to Brahma,
it's not that I don't like your character, it's just it is a dream realm (as Neko says)
this is probably one of the few RP's I have seen where you can go "all-out"
with your character and make them look/act/feel however you want.
Because most of the other RP's you have to follow some kind of a format.
Argue with me if you will, but you'll lose in the end. lol
Anyways,
Just as a thought, and you don't have to do this in the least bit just because I mentioned it;
but you could keep the original character, minus most of the equipment he has (the gauntlets and
earth controlling powers.) and use him in a good long paragraph as your beginning IC post before
he goes to sleep. And when hes asleep, in the realm, change him around a little (if you want)
because I'm sure that right now, your probably the only one who could write an IC post using
their characters original form.
(I say his original form because the way he is laid-out resembles mostly of a human, unlike my
angel-wanna be character, get my point?)
Just throwing some random thoughts out there to help you out (if you need it, which I don't think you do, but who knows)
Thats all for my rant*
I think I will also make a second character (quite possibly a third)
pretty soon. However Neko, make sure you know that we need
other Roleplayers, not just more characters. Even if we make a
large amount of characters amongst the.. 4 of us? It wouldn't be
much of an RP without a 5th or 6th, ya know?
-About my second character, I think I'm going to make it
one of the Ten. Unless you don't want me to Neko
which is also fine.
#GsB
(Gamer-Since-Birth)
I do it an unhealthy amount of times xD
But on a semi-personal level to Brahma,
it's not that I don't like your character, it's just it is a dream realm (as Neko says)
this is probably one of the few RP's I have seen where you can go "all-out"
with your character and make them look/act/feel however you want.
Because most of the other RP's you have to follow some kind of a format.
Argue with me if you will, but you'll lose in the end. lol
Anyways,
Just as a thought, and you don't have to do this in the least bit just because I mentioned it;
but you could keep the original character, minus most of the equipment he has (the gauntlets and
earth controlling powers.) and use him in a good long paragraph as your beginning IC post before
he goes to sleep. And when hes asleep, in the realm, change him around a little (if you want)
because I'm sure that right now, your probably the only one who could write an IC post using
their characters original form.
(I say his original form because the way he is laid-out resembles mostly of a human, unlike my
angel-wanna be character, get my point?)
Just throwing some random thoughts out there to help you out (if you need it, which I don't think you do, but who knows)
Thats all for my rant*
I think I will also make a second character (quite possibly a third)
pretty soon. However Neko, make sure you know that we need
other Roleplayers, not just more characters. Even if we make a
large amount of characters amongst the.. 4 of us? It wouldn't be
much of an RP without a 5th or 6th, ya know?
-About my second character, I think I'm going to make it
one of the Ten. Unless you don't want me to Neko
which is also fine.
#GsB
(Gamer-Since-Birth)
Well, the way i was looking at it, that would be fine, because with five people, everybody would need two characters, I am hopping for at least six, but still, If we only get five in the end, Everybody will need two characters. Does that make any since.
BTW: Here is a new character
Name:Kristina
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: She is about 5' and weighs about 120lbs. Her hair is thin and reaches her mid-back. It is a fire red, but it fades to a blood red as her mood changes. She has a small pair of horns, and one small stubby wing on her back on the left. Her eyes are completely red, though they always match her hair. Her lips are a hot pink color, as is her eye liner. She wears a somewhat exposing, though not completely, top. It is a v-color corset. It is tied some what tightly on the back. It also has straps down the front of it that keep closed. On the top of her small breast on the right is a tatoo of a black valentine heart with rose thorns wrapped around it tightly. She also wears a short skirt, not to short, but short enough to allow mobility. It is black with purple frills on it. Her footwear consist of a pair of leather boots, each with a blade along the center front. Her ears are like those of a troll, long and somewhat droopy. Her left ear is peirced four times, and her right six times. each a small silver ring. On her hands she wears long silk like gloves up to her shoulders. And a slave bracelet on her right arm. The ring is a small rose.
Personality: Though she may not seem like it at all from the sight of her, she is a loveing caring young girl who would only hurt those who threaten those she cares about.
Equipment: Besides the blades on her boots, she weilds two mighty magics. The first is the magic to control ones 'fellings' of course this is only hypnotization. Her other is fire, which she weilds as a bow and arrows later on.
Background: She lay in bed, thinking about the boy (the only boy) in her interior design class. She was thinking of how kind he was, and yet for some reason, he could cause such damage. She was trying to block it out, the image of Tommy hitting the boy that would not stop harrasing Kristina. She kept on thinking about it, over and over again, until the image vanished, and was replaced by the image of Tommy as he was when he spoke with her, or even when they hugged. She eventually fell asleep, holding her teddy bear closely.
BTW: Here is a new character
Name:Kristina
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: She is about 5' and weighs about 120lbs. Her hair is thin and reaches her mid-back. It is a fire red, but it fades to a blood red as her mood changes. She has a small pair of horns, and one small stubby wing on her back on the left. Her eyes are completely red, though they always match her hair. Her lips are a hot pink color, as is her eye liner. She wears a somewhat exposing, though not completely, top. It is a v-color corset. It is tied some what tightly on the back. It also has straps down the front of it that keep closed. On the top of her small breast on the right is a tatoo of a black valentine heart with rose thorns wrapped around it tightly. She also wears a short skirt, not to short, but short enough to allow mobility. It is black with purple frills on it. Her footwear consist of a pair of leather boots, each with a blade along the center front. Her ears are like those of a troll, long and somewhat droopy. Her left ear is peirced four times, and her right six times. each a small silver ring. On her hands she wears long silk like gloves up to her shoulders. And a slave bracelet on her right arm. The ring is a small rose.
Personality: Though she may not seem like it at all from the sight of her, she is a loveing caring young girl who would only hurt those who threaten those she cares about.
Equipment: Besides the blades on her boots, she weilds two mighty magics. The first is the magic to control ones 'fellings' of course this is only hypnotization. Her other is fire, which she weilds as a bow and arrows later on.
Background: She lay in bed, thinking about the boy (the only boy) in her interior design class. She was thinking of how kind he was, and yet for some reason, he could cause such damage. She was trying to block it out, the image of Tommy hitting the boy that would not stop harrasing Kristina. She kept on thinking about it, over and over again, until the image vanished, and was replaced by the image of Tommy as he was when he spoke with her, or even when they hugged. She eventually fell asleep, holding her teddy bear closely.
Lol Neko,
is that a reversed first hand experienced I'm guessing?
ill edit this with my second character sometime soon.
until then..
lol.
is that a reversed first hand experienced I'm guessing?
ill edit this with my second character sometime soon.
until then..
lol.
You know what, I think it would make things easier if there were only seven chosen 'children'. What do you think gamer. All I know is that it would make things easier to keep track of. Not to mention it would allow me to start the IC a little sooner, seeing as I can't start it without all of the children.
Brahma, the earth idea is actually not a bad idea, it adds a little bit of magic to your character. To be honest, i was thinking something over last night, and came to the realization, that though they are now in a dream realm, it will still take them some time to be able to get used to their new abilities. So, they can still be the same, but when the IC starts, lets not have them suddenly have mastered their magic power.
Brahma, the earth idea is actually not a bad idea, it adds a little bit of magic to your character. To be honest, i was thinking something over last night, and came to the realization, that though they are now in a dream realm, it will still take them some time to be able to get used to their new abilities. So, they can still be the same, but when the IC starts, lets not have them suddenly have mastered their magic power.
No neko! Let's keep the ten children even if we have one or two of them go astray or die in the middle of the story. You don't expect that the ten children to survive the whole story, do you? Besides... 10 is a rounder number than 7
( oh yeah! i'm gonna make a second and maybe a third character too! hehe )
( oh yeah! i'm gonna make a second and maybe a third character too! hehe
)
okay then, thanks for your input, it was a thought that crossed my mind earlier in the morning anyways, didn't really think about, just thought it sounded good at the time. BTW, your character is better Brahma, the only thing I see wrong is a little bit of grammar, but the description is a lot better. Approved. Though, you might want to change the "and stuff." at the end of you description.
I agree with Brahma, 10 just seems better. So, if it is alright, I could go ahead and make another character. Whatever is cool, it just seems like it'd make things go faster.
I say its settled then. Neko gets 3 lashing with a wet noodle because he wanted to deep-fry 3 babies too early! lol
My vote stays with the original 10.
reasons being:
1. It was the original idea.
2. We can always kill them off if we don't want them.
and lastly,
3. I said they're f&$#%ng staying! lol
Second character should be up by tonight!
i'm looking forward to re-reading Brahmas edited post, and everyones second/third characters.. and who knows, maybe other RP'ers!
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Second Character
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Name: Rose
Gender: Male
Age: Appears 17-18
Appearance: Thick black eyes and no pupils; standing at 5' 9''. Rose has short jet-black hair spikes outward in different directions, the tips are dyed maroon red. He is slightly muscular but not "jacked" and shows it by wearing a button-up dark red short sleeve shirt unbuttoned; it drapes over his loose, navy blue cargo pants. His belt consists of shoelace-looking thread, tide to his side (rather than the front) but not in a knot, but a noose.
On his right palm is tattooed "Yankee", and on his left, "Rose". These both are tattooed neon green ink but are flooded over with black when fighting to harness the 'Greater Magic', as he calls it.
Rose doesn't bleed when openly wounded, his blood consists of the dark matter that can be controlled by himself. One of the physical ways for him to die would be head-decapitation. Other than that, its quite unknown how to kill-off Rose.
Details on his clothing: On the back of his shirt is written,
"Fait Ce Que Vouldras"
His footwear are regular shoes, all black of course.
Personality: Polite, blunt and honest. Speaks his opinion when asked, not the ass-kissing type to get him a good rep.
Rose has a small cherry-red winged Imp that sits on his shoulder and acts as his "Go-for", he acts on command without any complaints, talks from time to time, but fears pissing off "Master Rose" He is about one foot.
Equipment: He uses swarms of dark magic of uncommon predictions. Sometimes he uses it to form a large hand to grab and move a massive object, or to strangle ones entire body causing all of the bones to break.
He occasionally uses the Imp to fight for him, as he trains it to kill for him and protect him(Rose).
If use of weapon confrontation need-be, placing his palms together, during separation a wakizashi appears.
the hilts is pale-white, the blade is an emerald red with Seppuku inscribed on it.
Seppuku is the name of his wakizashi.
Rose can self-deteriorate into thick black chunks of Greater Magic. These can be scattered and re-formed almost anywhere Rose chooses. However, he doesn't use this technique too often (usually to escape or sneak away quietly from boring places/conversations etc..) because if any part of the matter is caught, Rose cannot re-form for quite some time until the missing part 'heals' . Until that, Rose would just be a pile of black mess that can talk through telepathy; thats it.
Background: In real life, Rose, or Daniel, attended Sunday school, went to church and was raised in a Christian family. He knew this wasn't 'his thing' but went along with it anyway. When he fell asleep that night, he awoke to not his room, but a large chamber lit my floating torches.
In the new reality, it took a while for Rose to get used to his new look/surrounding; but somehow, it felt all too familiar with him, like he was there before, many times before.
Location:
Earth realm:
New York City
Dream realm:
A large estate on top of an even larger green field.
My vote stays with the original 10.
reasons being:
1. It was the original idea.
2. We can always kill them off if we don't want them.
and lastly,
3. I said they're f&$#%ng staying! lol
Second character should be up by tonight!
i'm looking forward to re-reading Brahmas edited post, and everyones second/third characters.. and who knows, maybe other RP'ers!
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Second Character
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Name: Rose
QUOTE
The 6th Chosen Child
Gender: Male
Age: Appears 17-18
Appearance: Thick black eyes and no pupils; standing at 5' 9''. Rose has short jet-black hair spikes outward in different directions, the tips are dyed maroon red. He is slightly muscular but not "jacked" and shows it by wearing a button-up dark red short sleeve shirt unbuttoned; it drapes over his loose, navy blue cargo pants. His belt consists of shoelace-looking thread, tide to his side (rather than the front) but not in a knot, but a noose.
On his right palm is tattooed "Yankee", and on his left, "Rose". These both are tattooed neon green ink but are flooded over with black when fighting to harness the 'Greater Magic', as he calls it.
Rose doesn't bleed when openly wounded, his blood consists of the dark matter that can be controlled by himself. One of the physical ways for him to die would be head-decapitation. Other than that, its quite unknown how to kill-off Rose.
Details on his clothing: On the back of his shirt is written,
"Fait Ce Que Vouldras"
His footwear are regular shoes, all black of course.
Personality: Polite, blunt and honest. Speaks his opinion when asked, not the ass-kissing type to get him a good rep.
Rose has a small cherry-red winged Imp that sits on his shoulder and acts as his "Go-for", he acts on command without any complaints, talks from time to time, but fears pissing off "Master Rose" He is about one foot.
Equipment: He uses swarms of dark magic of uncommon predictions. Sometimes he uses it to form a large hand to grab and move a massive object, or to strangle ones entire body causing all of the bones to break.
He occasionally uses the Imp to fight for him, as he trains it to kill for him and protect him(Rose).
If use of weapon confrontation need-be, placing his palms together, during separation a wakizashi appears.
the hilts is pale-white, the blade is an emerald red with Seppuku inscribed on it.
Seppuku is the name of his wakizashi.
Rose can self-deteriorate into thick black chunks of Greater Magic. These can be scattered and re-formed almost anywhere Rose chooses. However, he doesn't use this technique too often (usually to escape or sneak away quietly from boring places/conversations etc..) because if any part of the matter is caught, Rose cannot re-form for quite some time until the missing part 'heals' . Until that, Rose would just be a pile of black mess that can talk through telepathy; thats it.
Background: In real life, Rose, or Daniel, attended Sunday school, went to church and was raised in a Christian family. He knew this wasn't 'his thing' but went along with it anyway. When he fell asleep that night, he awoke to not his room, but a large chamber lit my floating torches.
In the new reality, it took a while for Rose to get used to his new look/surrounding; but somehow, it felt all too familiar with him, like he was there before, many times before.
Location:
Earth realm:
New York City
Dream realm:
A large estate on top of an even larger green field.
This is my second character. He may be a little rough, but I'll probably edit it eventually.
Name: Michael
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Height: 6'5"
Apperance: Long straight, jet black hair, that makes his light skin seem like marble. He is tall and built, but still thin. His eyes are a peircing icy blue under heavy Egyptian black eyeliner. Burned into the flesh of his back are the words, "Hell holds the faithless departed". Michael wears a silver lip ring to the right, and a multitude of silver rings on both of his ears. Michael hides his demonic, dragon-like left hand under a blood stained bandage that travels up his left arm. His black t-shirt hangs over a black and white long sleeved shirt that only can cover his right arm and part of his left. He wears his dear friend's victorian cross, silver with red stones in the center, low around his neck. He wears black pants tucked into Black leather military boots.
Personality: Michael is very introverted, he moves in the shadows. He is a quiet and constantly thinking person, every movement is a calculated act. He is a pacifist but if you get him angry, you get him ragingly pissed, there is no middle ground. He is looked at like a freak, most fear him before even hearing his voice. Though his appearance doesn't show he is a very frightened person, he looks at the from his hurt childhood. He has no will left, and though he knows well that it is foolish, he wishes for death he invites it. He feels broken, though Michael has someone he left behind, a young girl that he feels he abandoned. He wears her cross, she gives him his only drive to get back, he needs to talk to her before he dies.
Equipment: Michael carries an executioner's axe with him, but it rarely sees any combat, he hates to fight. Michael's true power resides in the softest touch. His demonic left hand holds the power of tainting his opponent's blood, making their skin and organs rot from the core out, and so the stench of death harrows over him constantly.
Background: The blue glow filtered through the glass door of his cell. He couldn't sleep here he thought. Asylums were too cold. He felt the concrete close in around him. He knew he'd walk out the same mess he entered, the night would do no good, nor would the following day. The moon shone it's own comfort in through his metal grated window. He thought of those nights on her roof, when they'd sleep in the moonlight. Her small frame nestled in his arms, like a tiny treasure. He'd see her again, he promised her he'd come back, he promised his "little sister". Foolish optimism took him, cradeling him into his dreams, beyond them even, as the black abyss consumed all else.
Name: Michael
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Height: 6'5"
Apperance: Long straight, jet black hair, that makes his light skin seem like marble. He is tall and built, but still thin. His eyes are a peircing icy blue under heavy Egyptian black eyeliner. Burned into the flesh of his back are the words, "Hell holds the faithless departed". Michael wears a silver lip ring to the right, and a multitude of silver rings on both of his ears. Michael hides his demonic, dragon-like left hand under a blood stained bandage that travels up his left arm. His black t-shirt hangs over a black and white long sleeved shirt that only can cover his right arm and part of his left. He wears his dear friend's victorian cross, silver with red stones in the center, low around his neck. He wears black pants tucked into Black leather military boots.
Personality: Michael is very introverted, he moves in the shadows. He is a quiet and constantly thinking person, every movement is a calculated act. He is a pacifist but if you get him angry, you get him ragingly pissed, there is no middle ground. He is looked at like a freak, most fear him before even hearing his voice. Though his appearance doesn't show he is a very frightened person, he looks at the from his hurt childhood. He has no will left, and though he knows well that it is foolish, he wishes for death he invites it. He feels broken, though Michael has someone he left behind, a young girl that he feels he abandoned. He wears her cross, she gives him his only drive to get back, he needs to talk to her before he dies.
Equipment: Michael carries an executioner's axe with him, but it rarely sees any combat, he hates to fight. Michael's true power resides in the softest touch. His demonic left hand holds the power of tainting his opponent's blood, making their skin and organs rot from the core out, and so the stench of death harrows over him constantly.
Background: The blue glow filtered through the glass door of his cell. He couldn't sleep here he thought. Asylums were too cold. He felt the concrete close in around him. He knew he'd walk out the same mess he entered, the night would do no good, nor would the following day. The moon shone it's own comfort in through his metal grated window. He thought of those nights on her roof, when they'd sleep in the moonlight. Her small frame nestled in his arms, like a tiny treasure. He'd see her again, he promised her he'd come back, he promised his "little sister". Foolish optimism took him, cradeling him into his dreams, beyond them even, as the black abyss consumed all else.
APPROVED!! Now we have 7, and though that is not all of them, we can still get the IC started, and hopefully, 3 more characters will be born soon. BTW, love your reasoning Gamer, the most convenceing being the 3rd.
Name: Vandreal Bascha (Lord Basha)
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Basha looks allot like an elf. Long hair, pointy ears, very agile and very beautiful. His hair is well brushed and it's of a pure blond. His eyes are of a cerulean color and the iris' are wider than usual. His body is of an average built man, not too buffed not too slim. He has a deep voice and his acts and attitude are of a nobleman. He wears a full body armour, all in silver, with well worked adornments as though it was made by an excellent blacksmith. The chest armour is tight on the chest and to protect his belly is chainmail. On his arms are shoulder protectors and the gauntlets are thick and hard for close combat. On the lower side of the legs are metal boots that comes up to the knee and the upper side of the legs are protected by metal plates with the symbol of house Basha. This symbol is very simple: it's a black British lion holding a spear on it paws and a red shield behind it. Under the lion is a scroll of papers with the words Basha denizens of light. Basha's helm completely covers his head having only his eyes uncovered and some breathing holes. On this helm there's a pair of bull-like horns, only smaller. Basha wears a white cape that goes all the way down to his feet, being only inches from the ground. On this cape is the symbol of house Basha.
Personality: Basha thinks that he is superior than the rest due to his birthplace. He believes that his blue blood is a mark for grandness and that he should lead everyone although no pays attention to him. Despite his character he tries to do everything perfectly giving 110% of himself. He is in a constant belief that he has to prove his worth to his father. He is very blunt and goes straight to the point. But deep down, he's a good guy
Equipment: Basha uses a lance, all in mithril and the blade is 20 inches long and 12 inches wide. It can appear and disappear in a glimpse of light so that Basha won't have to carry it every time. He can also use the element of wind although he is no master at it.
Background: Vandreal is the youngest of four brothers. His father, world famous nobleman, was very strict on him since he was to join his brothers at his side in the high grounds of the british army. But Vandreal wasn't interested in wars and armies and his father knew this. That is why he is always pushing him around to see if he gains interest in the military. Although Vandreal's passion was another he always tried to please his fathers but his heart wasn't in it and only gave disappointments. He's only dream to make his family and mostly his father proud of him.
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Basha looks allot like an elf. Long hair, pointy ears, very agile and very beautiful. His hair is well brushed and it's of a pure blond. His eyes are of a cerulean color and the iris' are wider than usual. His body is of an average built man, not too buffed not too slim. He has a deep voice and his acts and attitude are of a nobleman. He wears a full body armour, all in silver, with well worked adornments as though it was made by an excellent blacksmith. The chest armour is tight on the chest and to protect his belly is chainmail. On his arms are shoulder protectors and the gauntlets are thick and hard for close combat. On the lower side of the legs are metal boots that comes up to the knee and the upper side of the legs are protected by metal plates with the symbol of house Basha. This symbol is very simple: it's a black British lion holding a spear on it paws and a red shield behind it. Under the lion is a scroll of papers with the words Basha denizens of light. Basha's helm completely covers his head having only his eyes uncovered and some breathing holes. On this helm there's a pair of bull-like horns, only smaller. Basha wears a white cape that goes all the way down to his feet, being only inches from the ground. On this cape is the symbol of house Basha.
Personality: Basha thinks that he is superior than the rest due to his birthplace. He believes that his blue blood is a mark for grandness and that he should lead everyone although no pays attention to him. Despite his character he tries to do everything perfectly giving 110% of himself. He is in a constant belief that he has to prove his worth to his father. He is very blunt and goes straight to the point. But deep down, he's a good guy
Equipment: Basha uses a lance, all in mithril and the blade is 20 inches long and 12 inches wide. It can appear and disappear in a glimpse of light so that Basha won't have to carry it every time. He can also use the element of wind although he is no master at it.
Background: Vandreal is the youngest of four brothers. His father, world famous nobleman, was very strict on him since he was to join his brothers at his side in the high grounds of the british army. But Vandreal wasn't interested in wars and armies and his father knew this. That is why he is always pushing him around to see if he gains interest in the military. Although Vandreal's passion was another he always tried to please his fathers but his heart wasn't in it and only gave disappointments. He's only dream to make his family and mostly his father proud of him.
I was thinking, not all of the character we make don't have to be chosen children.. I mean, we're going to kill some off anyway.
So, in response to my own thought;
My Third Character:
Not a chosen child, more like a civilian.
Name: Jin
Gender: Male
Age: 30's
Appearance: Jin, standing at six foot, short black hair with lime green eyes. Slight muscles, not too buff, regular human-looking ears and sharp fanged teeth.
He wears a long red pointed musketeer hat rimmed black with a large white feather sticking out the right side. A long red, black rimmed, buttoned up shirt covers his torso. The front of the shirt stops an inch or two below his belt, the back however stretches down to his ankles, split down the middle begins around his upper-leg region. His hat is tilted down, covering his face. Black pants stretching down covering his feet are worn at the rims after being dragged on the dirt from walking, his feet aren't shown but he wears jet black shoes with a red stripe circling near the bottom. He seems like an ordinary human.
Personality: He is usually quiet and to himself and enjoys the beauty of silence. Jin is kind and friendly to any that shows him some act of kindness towards him but makes an exception for children, because they know no better. However, Jin could have a nasty personality if someone/thing is rude and disrespectful towards him for no reason.
Equipment: Slung around his back with a brown leather strap is a double edged scythe. The handle is made of white marble with dark red lines between each blade. On either end of the marble stick are two curved blades resembling a scythe pointing inward. They are on opposite sides on the marble stick they are attached too. The marble stick has an approx. two inch radius, and a length of seven feet. Hand crafted and one of a kind is Jins' weapon.
Background: Normally Jin would be a hit man for the highest bidder, but was awakened into the real reality. Jin awoke like most of the other civilians; going on with their natural lives as if they were never even 'asleep'. Jin works as a slayer, either for money or fun. Hunting anything that poses a threat to anyone, the customer, or him.
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If you read this far, then I would like to take the time and approve Brahmas' character Vandreal Bascha
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So, in response to my own thought;
My Third Character:
Not a chosen child, more like a civilian.
Name: Jin
Gender: Male
Age: 30's
Appearance: Jin, standing at six foot, short black hair with lime green eyes. Slight muscles, not too buff, regular human-looking ears and sharp fanged teeth.
He wears a long red pointed musketeer hat rimmed black with a large white feather sticking out the right side. A long red, black rimmed, buttoned up shirt covers his torso. The front of the shirt stops an inch or two below his belt, the back however stretches down to his ankles, split down the middle begins around his upper-leg region. His hat is tilted down, covering his face. Black pants stretching down covering his feet are worn at the rims after being dragged on the dirt from walking, his feet aren't shown but he wears jet black shoes with a red stripe circling near the bottom. He seems like an ordinary human.
Personality: He is usually quiet and to himself and enjoys the beauty of silence. Jin is kind and friendly to any that shows him some act of kindness towards him but makes an exception for children, because they know no better. However, Jin could have a nasty personality if someone/thing is rude and disrespectful towards him for no reason.
Equipment: Slung around his back with a brown leather strap is a double edged scythe. The handle is made of white marble with dark red lines between each blade. On either end of the marble stick are two curved blades resembling a scythe pointing inward. They are on opposite sides on the marble stick they are attached too. The marble stick has an approx. two inch radius, and a length of seven feet. Hand crafted and one of a kind is Jins' weapon.
Background: Normally Jin would be a hit man for the highest bidder, but was awakened into the real reality. Jin awoke like most of the other civilians; going on with their natural lives as if they were never even 'asleep'. Jin works as a slayer, either for money or fun. Hunting anything that poses a threat to anyone, the customer, or him.
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If you read this far, then I would like to take the time and approve Brahmas' character Vandreal Bascha
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Gamer, yours is approved.
No activity for a few days isn't a good sign.
lol, start posting people, even if its a paragraph.
Brahma, haven't seen much coming from you from the start
Stop writing characters and start using the ones you got! lol
lol, start posting people, even if its a paragraph.
Brahma, haven't seen much coming from you from the start
Stop writing characters and start using the ones you got! lol
Sorry guys!!! I've been in a rough couple of weeks!!! I'm posting at the IC topic today! And I'll try to be more active from now on!
BTW thanks for the suport gamer!!!
BTW thanks for the suport gamer!!!
Hey lol, no harsh feelings. We all get those weeks, months and for some lucky people, years. lol
but if u can, just drop by in the ooc (here) thread and be like.. "Yo peeps im outtie fo' wile"
but not as black as that... lol
((wanted to be creative lol))
but if u can, just drop by in the ooc (here) thread and be like.. "Yo peeps im outtie fo' wile"
but not as black as that... lol
((wanted to be creative lol))
I AM BACK, sorry, got lost over break. Well now all i have to do is get caught up
I'm just a little confused on one aspect of our little adventure... weren't the children suposed to meet eternity? If so how can that be done if we still don't have all ten children? Sure! it's good to have non-children characters but I really think we should create the rest of the children even if it's just some random stuff and they die early in the story!
what do you think?
what do you think?
Good point Brahma..
To be honest I never had thought of that.
So, if I may say then.. After our little 'fight' is over, I'm going to basically warp us back to the main hall (I would presume its called, if not, then whatever you choose to name it) and have all the characters that are already made be there. Either have them looking around the room stupidly, or having them taking a seat.
It really doesn't matter to me because I won't be controlling some of them in the first place. SO!...
If thats confusing:
If you are already on your way to the place the ten chosen ones are meeting, I'm going to finish it up and place you there myself. Weather you choose to stand or mingle afterwards is up to you, I'm just going to 'poof' everyone there.
(as to the other couple of children that aren't there/created or known.. like the ones we're planning to kill off. I'll leave that up to either you guys or neko..)
Comments, Questions, Concerns and what-have you.. speak up! I don't want to dominate this RP when it wasn't mine to begin with! =D
To be honest I never had thought of that.
So, if I may say then.. After our little 'fight' is over, I'm going to basically warp us back to the main hall (I would presume its called, if not, then whatever you choose to name it) and have all the characters that are already made be there. Either have them looking around the room stupidly, or having them taking a seat.
It really doesn't matter to me because I won't be controlling some of them in the first place. SO!...
If thats confusing:
If you are already on your way to the place the ten chosen ones are meeting, I'm going to finish it up and place you there myself. Weather you choose to stand or mingle afterwards is up to you, I'm just going to 'poof' everyone there.
(as to the other couple of children that aren't there/created or known.. like the ones we're planning to kill off. I'll leave that up to either you guys or neko..)
Comments, Questions, Concerns and what-have you.. speak up! I don't want to dominate this RP when it wasn't mine to begin with! =D
OKAY, here is the thing, we are short three children, so i was going to give them a name, short description, nothing to drastic. Then BANG... BANG... BANG... there they go. *Cries due to his inabillity to save the last three* So then, lets do this.
My idea is approved as well I guess.
Poofing everyone in the room, or back in the room.
First and final intro's to other characters (mingling, etc..) and the neko will move on with the plot! =D
Poofing everyone in the room, or back in the room.
First and final intro's to other characters (mingling, etc..) and the neko will move on with the plot! =D
Okay, first of all, a friend of mine will be joining this. Second of all, i am about to add the first of the extra 2 now.
Name: Jeffery
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Appearance: He is more a future related character. He is actually almost like a megaman of a sort. His legs and arms are mechanically enhanced. His left eye is also robotic. He stands at five foot. he has really short bleach blonde hair on his head, and no eyebrows. His left arm changes into an automatic machine gun, and his right into a beamsword. His arms are a metallic blue colour, and his legs are a metallic red. His torso is not well built, and is covered by a simple white tanktop. He wears black jeans torn just below the knees. He also wears wears what appear to be plain sneekers, but they transform into jet boots that reach his knees.
Personallity: He is a very smart kid, though he acts extremely immature.
Equipment: His two arms and his jet boots. Plus his eye which allows him to see in x-ray vision(he is only 13, so he is a bit of a pervert... BEWARE ladies) and night vision as well as infrared vision.
Background: "Go to bed Jeffery," his mother called up the stairs. Jeffery jumped up and quickly hid the magazine under his mattress.
"Yes mother," he said as he turned off his light and went to sleep.
Note: this charachter is usuable by anyone, and you can kill him however you see fit. I am leaving two character slots open for my freind, he will be joining us soon, let us hope its not to late.
Name: Jeffery
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Appearance: He is more a future related character. He is actually almost like a megaman of a sort. His legs and arms are mechanically enhanced. His left eye is also robotic. He stands at five foot. he has really short bleach blonde hair on his head, and no eyebrows. His left arm changes into an automatic machine gun, and his right into a beamsword. His arms are a metallic blue colour, and his legs are a metallic red. His torso is not well built, and is covered by a simple white tanktop. He wears black jeans torn just below the knees. He also wears wears what appear to be plain sneekers, but they transform into jet boots that reach his knees.
Personallity: He is a very smart kid, though he acts extremely immature.
Equipment: His two arms and his jet boots. Plus his eye which allows him to see in x-ray vision(he is only 13, so he is a bit of a pervert... BEWARE ladies) and night vision as well as infrared vision.
Background: "Go to bed Jeffery," his mother called up the stairs. Jeffery jumped up and quickly hid the magazine under his mattress.
"Yes mother," he said as he turned off his light and went to sleep.
Note: this charachter is usuable by anyone, and you can kill him however you see fit. I am leaving two character slots open for my freind, he will be joining us soon, let us hope its not to late.
Hi I think this is a great idea and if its not too late I would like to get in on it.
I'm a friend of nekos Irl and he has already explained to me at length what the rp is about so I understand the story.
Here is my character
Name: David/Goliath
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
David-Pre dream realm: Thin. About 5'11" with messy brown hair. Wearing a gray t-shirt and torn jeans.
Goliath-Dream realm form: (Think werewolf) A monstrous beast with canine/bear like features and shaggy brown fur punctuated here and there by gray strands of hair. 5 foot head height on all fours and 8 foot tall standing on his hind legs. Has very powerful jaws and prominent canine teeth that are his main form of attack. Cannot verbally talk but can communicate through gestures and other chosen children. VERY muscular. Has blue eyes that turn gray when he gets angry or turn completely white if he goes out of control (doesn't happen often.).
Personality: He is kind in spite of his vicious appearance. He is very docile but also dependable. Would be a good friend to have in a fight. Wouldn’t hurt anyone on purpose unless they truly deserved it and wouldn’t go out of his way to start a fight. Gentle in nature despite his obvious physical abilities (could rip a man in half easily). He is agitated by people who would cause pain to others for no reason. Very intelligent.
Equipment: His teeth, and his claws are his weapons. His body is built in such a way to allow great agility and strength. Being as imposingly huge as he is gives him an added size and fear advantage.
Background: David laid down lightly on his mattress, the pain of the bruise on his back made him wince. He looked at the ceiling I wondered why it had to be this way. “Why cant he come home once and not be drunk and pissed off” he thought to himself as he tasted the blood on his cracked lip. “She doesn’t help either” thinking of his stepmother. “All she ever does is find reasons to yell and carry on about bull$#!* that’s not true”. He had to speak quietly to himself so they couldn’t hear him but on the inside he was furious. He could imagine doing things to let it out but he never let it happen. He heard the door start to creak open and quickly rolled over and closed his eyes. When nothing happened he opened one eye slowly. About a foot in front of his face was Patton, the black lab his mother had bought him seven years ago. About a month before his parents had gotten a divorce. David sat up slowly and put his back to the wall. Almost reading his mind the shaggy dog stepped onto the mattress and laid down with his head on Davids lap. As he began to pet his friend the dog raised its head and looked him squarely in the eye. He was already drowsy but something about the way Patton looked at him told him he should lie down and rest instead of resisting sleep any longer. He laid down again, he closed his eyes in a minute or two and in those minutes he wondered if his rest would even be restful at all.
I'm a friend of nekos Irl and he has already explained to me at length what the rp is about so I understand the story.
Here is my character
Name: David/Goliath
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
David-Pre dream realm: Thin. About 5'11" with messy brown hair. Wearing a gray t-shirt and torn jeans.
Goliath-Dream realm form: (Think werewolf) A monstrous beast with canine/bear like features and shaggy brown fur punctuated here and there by gray strands of hair. 5 foot head height on all fours and 8 foot tall standing on his hind legs. Has very powerful jaws and prominent canine teeth that are his main form of attack. Cannot verbally talk but can communicate through gestures and other chosen children. VERY muscular. Has blue eyes that turn gray when he gets angry or turn completely white if he goes out of control (doesn't happen often.).
Personality: He is kind in spite of his vicious appearance. He is very docile but also dependable. Would be a good friend to have in a fight. Wouldn’t hurt anyone on purpose unless they truly deserved it and wouldn’t go out of his way to start a fight. Gentle in nature despite his obvious physical abilities (could rip a man in half easily). He is agitated by people who would cause pain to others for no reason. Very intelligent.
Equipment: His teeth, and his claws are his weapons. His body is built in such a way to allow great agility and strength. Being as imposingly huge as he is gives him an added size and fear advantage.
Background: David laid down lightly on his mattress, the pain of the bruise on his back made him wince. He looked at the ceiling I wondered why it had to be this way. “Why cant he come home once and not be drunk and pissed off” he thought to himself as he tasted the blood on his cracked lip. “She doesn’t help either” thinking of his stepmother. “All she ever does is find reasons to yell and carry on about bull$#!* that’s not true”. He had to speak quietly to himself so they couldn’t hear him but on the inside he was furious. He could imagine doing things to let it out but he never let it happen. He heard the door start to creak open and quickly rolled over and closed his eyes. When nothing happened he opened one eye slowly. About a foot in front of his face was Patton, the black lab his mother had bought him seven years ago. About a month before his parents had gotten a divorce. David sat up slowly and put his back to the wall. Almost reading his mind the shaggy dog stepped onto the mattress and laid down with his head on Davids lap. As he began to pet his friend the dog raised its head and looked him squarely in the eye. He was already drowsy but something about the way Patton looked at him told him he should lie down and rest instead of resisting sleep any longer. He laid down again, he closed his eyes in a minute or two and in those minutes he wondered if his rest would even be restful at all.
Okay, Asplosion also asked me if could take the slast child, so it looks like were good... WERE IS EVERYONE!!!
Present!
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BTW, asplosion is my official co creator.
neko has informed me that we will be killing of the mega man character in the story so noone take him to kill him that will be a plot twist
also if i am not on for days at a time it just means that i dont have access to a computer with internet or am just being lazy
in other words, i can only get on at school or at a friends house.
also also, the tenth child is under construction so if hes not here for a little while then its ok it will be there eventually.
Oh BTW what do y'all think of my character???
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I will have the next character up within the next two days. thank you for your patience
also if i am not on for days at a time it just means that i dont have access to a computer with internet or am just being lazy
in other words, i can only get on at school or at a friends house. also also, the tenth child is under construction so if hes not here for a little while then its ok it will be there eventually.
Oh BTW what do y'all think of my character???
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I will have the next character up within the next two days. thank you for your patience
srry to double post will have my second character up by tonight or tommorrow hopefully thanks 4 ur pashenz
Man... sorry about the absence guys... my bad! -_____-"
Anyway, neko. Are you going to (in gamer's words) poof everyone into the hall or should we just send the characters ourselves?
Anyway, neko. Are you going to (in gamer's words) poof everyone into the hall or should we just send the characters ourselves?
I was going to have everybody put them there themselves, but please do it asap, we got to get the plot flowing.
srry about the wait, took a couple of days to figure out what I was gonna do
also srry bout the length of the background
Name: Kreed/Allanon
Age: 52
Gender: Male
Appearance/Description:
Kreed-Pre dream realm: His height is 6’1” he is a worn looking man with a strong upper body and rough calloused skin. He has short gray hair. He carries a cane due to his weak knees. Has a heart problem.
Allanon-Dream realm form: He is 6’7” with long brown hair streaked with silver and a similar beard. His eyes are a dull yellow with normal black pupils but when he uses his full power in battle they glow a brilliant yellow. He is strong and well built and his knees are no longer prone to arthritis. He wears a night sky blue cloak that reaches down to cover his feet and when viewed up close has small reflective threads of silver all throughout it. Under the cloak for protection he wears hard leather body armor and leggings that are flexible for increased mobility. On his feet he wears simple but ultra quiet leather shoes. On both of his hands he has silver rings on each ring finger. The right ring is just a simple band, it is Kreeds wedding ring. The left one has a detailed carving of a magnificent tree with small emeralds set into the leaves. He carries a staff that resembles a gnarled branch from an ancient tree. It is his primary melee and weapon and is pretty much unbreakable. It is also imbued with enchantments and special power over nature (he is a druid).
Personality: generally peaceful but will not go down without a fight if threatened. He is very wise and resourceful as a result of his past. In situations of crisis he tries to keep a level head and be the voice of reason. And if someone was about to do something that would put themselves or others in danger he would do anything in his power to stop it from happening. He likes to help others to their problems
Equipment: His staff and his mind. His staff allows him to grow or bring to life trees, plants, and pretty much anything organic .it also allows him to, summon creatures, ents, vines, rock golems, etc. he can also call forth forces of nature like earthquakes and natural disasters with it. He can communicate with and control animals with his mind while still letting them have their own free will (limited control over Goliath).
(If you didn’t already know, ents are like those big walking tree guys from the lord of the rings).
Background: He got up from his armchair “Goin to bed.” “Alright, take those pills their on the counter.” “Right.” The little exchange was normal. Just a normal night. Him ands his wife. Kreed had been through rough times in his life, real rough times. He got through it all right, but even now they had their problems. His cane, it was inconvenient, but necessary. His heart wasn’t a problem much anymore. It hadn’t bothered him in over a year. Putting his glasses on he looked at the newspaper on his bedside table. It said something about the planets lining up. There was once a time when that would have interested him more, but no that time was in the past. He laid back. Something wasn’t right. There was a sudden pain in his chest. “Hurgh!” he clutched at his heart. “Are you okay!?” he heard from the other room before he blacked out.
The next thing he saw was blurry. It was the inside of an ambulance, The paramedic started talking but he couldn’t hear him. He blacked out again. This time he woke in the hospital on a gurney he saw his wife jogging to keep up with the doctors. He tried to raise a hand towards her but he couldn’t find the strength before he blacked out yet again. This time he woke up again and the first thing he realized was that he wasn’t himself, or rather he was watching himself. He was on the operating table. There were doctors, nurses and surgeons gathered around working. His wife was in the corner crying. He moved over to where he was and could see clearer what was going on. Right then the him on the table gasped quickly. “Were losing him!” one of the doctors yelled. Suddenly he was back in his own body, he could see the room turning black. Doctors were yelling all around. It was very surreal.
Then he started to see it. His life. Flashing before his eyes. The first thing he saw was his mother washing dishes. Before he had time to think about this he was watching his father and his two oldest brothers get on a bus to go off to basic training. Next was a black government car in the driveway and his mother weeping on the front step, a man in uniform holding 3 pieces of paper and the reverend were comforting her. He saw several other things flash by and then he saw his wedding. His wife was stunning in her white dress. She put his ring on his finger and then that vision was over. He next saw the old farmhouse house was ablaze. It was a depressing sight. But he wasn’t able to think on it very long. He saw the construction of the new house underway. He then saw the doctor telling him about his heart disease, assuring him it would be alright so long as he took his medications and exercised daily. There was a quick flash and then he saw it. The tunnel of light as they say. Except that it wasn’t light at the end. It was blocked by something, no, someone. The figure looked blurry but as he got closer it got more refined. It was a man. An old man. Clothed in a robe as black as the infinite reach of space. His hand was outstretched in a gesture Kreed took to mean stop. The figure spoke. “Your fate is not yet decided”. “What?” Kreed asked. The man glared deep into Kreeds soul “You have yet even to meet the others” the old man laughed and there was a sudden flash of bright light.
this is where he enters the story
plz tell me if u like it or not
also srry bout the length of the background
Name: Kreed/Allanon
Age: 52
Gender: Male
Appearance/Description:
Kreed-Pre dream realm: His height is 6’1” he is a worn looking man with a strong upper body and rough calloused skin. He has short gray hair. He carries a cane due to his weak knees. Has a heart problem.
Allanon-Dream realm form: He is 6’7” with long brown hair streaked with silver and a similar beard. His eyes are a dull yellow with normal black pupils but when he uses his full power in battle they glow a brilliant yellow. He is strong and well built and his knees are no longer prone to arthritis. He wears a night sky blue cloak that reaches down to cover his feet and when viewed up close has small reflective threads of silver all throughout it. Under the cloak for protection he wears hard leather body armor and leggings that are flexible for increased mobility. On his feet he wears simple but ultra quiet leather shoes. On both of his hands he has silver rings on each ring finger. The right ring is just a simple band, it is Kreeds wedding ring. The left one has a detailed carving of a magnificent tree with small emeralds set into the leaves. He carries a staff that resembles a gnarled branch from an ancient tree. It is his primary melee and weapon and is pretty much unbreakable. It is also imbued with enchantments and special power over nature (he is a druid).
Personality: generally peaceful but will not go down without a fight if threatened. He is very wise and resourceful as a result of his past. In situations of crisis he tries to keep a level head and be the voice of reason. And if someone was about to do something that would put themselves or others in danger he would do anything in his power to stop it from happening. He likes to help others to their problems
Equipment: His staff and his mind. His staff allows him to grow or bring to life trees, plants, and pretty much anything organic .it also allows him to, summon creatures, ents, vines, rock golems, etc. he can also call forth forces of nature like earthquakes and natural disasters with it. He can communicate with and control animals with his mind while still letting them have their own free will (limited control over Goliath).
(If you didn’t already know, ents are like those big walking tree guys from the lord of the rings).
Background: He got up from his armchair “Goin to bed.” “Alright, take those pills their on the counter.” “Right.” The little exchange was normal. Just a normal night. Him ands his wife. Kreed had been through rough times in his life, real rough times. He got through it all right, but even now they had their problems. His cane, it was inconvenient, but necessary. His heart wasn’t a problem much anymore. It hadn’t bothered him in over a year. Putting his glasses on he looked at the newspaper on his bedside table. It said something about the planets lining up. There was once a time when that would have interested him more, but no that time was in the past. He laid back. Something wasn’t right. There was a sudden pain in his chest. “Hurgh!” he clutched at his heart. “Are you okay!?” he heard from the other room before he blacked out.
The next thing he saw was blurry. It was the inside of an ambulance, The paramedic started talking but he couldn’t hear him. He blacked out again. This time he woke in the hospital on a gurney he saw his wife jogging to keep up with the doctors. He tried to raise a hand towards her but he couldn’t find the strength before he blacked out yet again. This time he woke up again and the first thing he realized was that he wasn’t himself, or rather he was watching himself. He was on the operating table. There were doctors, nurses and surgeons gathered around working. His wife was in the corner crying. He moved over to where he was and could see clearer what was going on. Right then the him on the table gasped quickly. “Were losing him!” one of the doctors yelled. Suddenly he was back in his own body, he could see the room turning black. Doctors were yelling all around. It was very surreal.
Then he started to see it. His life. Flashing before his eyes. The first thing he saw was his mother washing dishes. Before he had time to think about this he was watching his father and his two oldest brothers get on a bus to go off to basic training. Next was a black government car in the driveway and his mother weeping on the front step, a man in uniform holding 3 pieces of paper and the reverend were comforting her. He saw several other things flash by and then he saw his wedding. His wife was stunning in her white dress. She put his ring on his finger and then that vision was over. He next saw the old farmhouse house was ablaze. It was a depressing sight. But he wasn’t able to think on it very long. He saw the construction of the new house underway. He then saw the doctor telling him about his heart disease, assuring him it would be alright so long as he took his medications and exercised daily. There was a quick flash and then he saw it. The tunnel of light as they say. Except that it wasn’t light at the end. It was blocked by something, no, someone. The figure looked blurry but as he got closer it got more refined. It was a man. An old man. Clothed in a robe as black as the infinite reach of space. His hand was outstretched in a gesture Kreed took to mean stop. The figure spoke. “Your fate is not yet decided”. “What?” Kreed asked. The man glared deep into Kreeds soul “You have yet even to meet the others” the old man laughed and there was a sudden flash of bright light.
this is where he enters the story
plz tell me if u like it or not
srry to double again but im srry i havnt been on in a while,
i will try in the next few days and on monday to get a good IC post up for both my characters.
also neko wants to know if everyone is still here. were kind of concerned with the fact that noone has posted.
I myself have no excuse besides laziness.
even if there is no action in the IC we would like it if we could keep up to date in the ooc because then we know that the whole rp isnt gonna die. ya kno small talk nothin big just make a post to be sure noones deserted us.will edit this post gotta go end of class
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Srry delayed again
pllllllllz post ppl
dont let this rp die!!!
i will try in the next few days and on monday to get a good IC post up for both my characters.
also neko wants to know if everyone is still here. were kind of concerned with the fact that noone has posted.
I myself have no excuse besides laziness.
even if there is no action in the IC we would like it if we could keep up to date in the ooc because then we know that the whole rp isnt gonna die. ya kno small talk nothin big just make a post to be sure noones deserted us.will edit this post gotta go end of class
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Srry delayed again
pllllllllz post ppl
dont let this rp die!!!
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