[S-U/D]The Writers of Fate
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Yeah, and I think I'll be making the thread at the same time. Also, Diar, this means you better hurry 
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I'm taking a leave, this RP is to be scrapped. You can see my goodbye in guadosalam.
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Everyone still interested? If so, let's do this.
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I might have it up by the end of the day. Since I just came back, I have a lot of RP's to catch up on.
I'm going off for an overseas trip from 2nd December to the 4th. So that days will definitely be out of the question. What about the days before?
Well, hi, I'm still here
But I need to prepare for the trip... Not that packing takes that long, but the immense mountain of homework and revision that awaits completion is a nightmare. I have to at least annihilate a portion of it otherwise I'll be returning from the holidays to a Game Over screen. So there, these few days will see highly reduced activity... I might be able to get in a post or two, but yeah, don't count on it.
It's a copy paste, but yeah, that's about what's to happen before the 2nd of December. For this role play, which hasn't started... No worries, just have the RPB up and I'll definitely come in. I do have to take a break at some point from that monster work anyway, so yeah.
Well, hi, I'm still here
But I need to prepare for the trip... Not that packing takes that long, but the immense mountain of homework and revision that awaits completion is a nightmare. I have to at least annihilate a portion of it otherwise I'll be returning from the holidays to a Game Over screen. So there, these few days will see highly reduced activity... I might be able to get in a post or two, but yeah, don't count on it.It's a copy paste, but yeah, that's about what's to happen before the 2nd of December. For this role play, which hasn't started... No worries, just have the RPB up and I'll definitely come in. I do have to take a break at some point from that monster work anyway, so yeah.
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Alright, I plan on having it started tomorrow if that is the case. Bit busy today.
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This RP will start in one week from today. Everyone who has interest be ready with your bios!
Name: Amelia Hale
Race: Xandrian Human
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Personality: A sado-masochist, with no morals, remorse, or consideration of life, she does what she needs to in order to fuel her sado-masochistic urges. She revels in the pain, both physical and mental, of others, and even herself. She takes pleasure in the repulsion, fear, and anguish she invokes in others.
Pride is her greatest personality trait, and also her greatest flaw. She loves to feel part of the greater scheme, and revels in her involvement in the current situation. However, she often under-estimates her opponents, which can potentially lead to her downfall. She cannot simply swallow this pride. It's a part of her, like a heartbeat.
Confident and sensual, she is also the perfect liar, able to fit in perfectly with a group of ordinary and extraordinary people without revealing her sociopathic and cruel nature. She can lull even the most cautious person into a false sense of security, and lure them straight under the guillotine, before beheading them herself.
Deep beneath the love of pain and the easy lies, there is a woman who has seen a lot and become disgusted with the ideals of typical humanity and Advent Humans alike, wanting them all to be erased. She is a nihilist, through and through, though she would not risk her life by showing this. She has her own plans for the world, and the Advent Humans and humans alike are involved in her little scheme.
Because of her inner nihilist, she is extremely self serving and arrogant, seeing allies and enemies alike as tools to be used, possibly even as chess pieces to be moved around the great board of life. She has no qualms about sacrificing others for her own survival, and despite her capabilities in battle, prefers to be the observer.
Appearance: Standing at a height of five foot seven inches, Amelia is neither particularly tall or short. With a slender, athletic form, Amelia hasn't got any baby fat on her face and seems almost akin to a wraith. Her face is pale and slender, with no spots, scars or blemishes. She appears to be a refined upper-class woman in her early thirties.
Raven black hair extends to her middle back, straight and silky, with a white sheen whenever light shines upon it. Her deep, blood red lips are almost always turned upwards in a small smile, and the mysterious look is completed by a pair of bright green eyes, with needle thin pupils for a slightly feral image.
Amelia favors long dresses that extend to her ankles to give her an appearance of elegance and grace. These dresses are usually black, but occasionally white or red. They are rather old fashioned, from the eighteenth century or thereabouts.
When it actually comes to battle, Amelia is quick and to the point. Wearing a pair of skin-tight black trousers and a thin black t-shirt, she also wears ankle high boots which are good for both speed and durability. Amelia finishes off this dark arrangement with a pair of black gloves so she doesn't have to get her hands dirty.
Weapon(s): A sacrificial knife she keeps at her belt at all times. Although mostly ceremonial, it is wickedly curved for quick withdrawal and gouging, as well as causing maximum pain.
She also carries a thin rapier for elegant, graceful combat.
Finally, a small pistol at her belt; a relatively powerful handgun capable of holding eight bullets in its magazine.
Abilities: Amelia relies mostly on speed in battle. Outrunning the enemy and using her superior manipulation skills, she can turn the tide of battle easily without actually attacking her opponent, if they are weak willed enough.
Magic: She has the ability to twist the darkness around her to physical form. The only limits to this ability are her imagination, and her energy. She can create spheres of darkness, use it as a cloaking device, disappear into the darkness for teleportation purposes, and create auditory and visual illusions.
Relatively strong telekinesis is her next offensive move. She can use it to twist the air and form barriers around herself, as well as lift nearby objects up to the size of a car to hurl at the enemy.
Finally, ice is her last ability, and she wields it well, with brilliance that reflects her own cold personality. She can freeze inanimate objects, form weapons of ice, and lower the temperature of a room to a dangerously low point.
Brief history: To be revealed in the RP/I'm lazy.
Race: Xandrian Human
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Personality: A sado-masochist, with no morals, remorse, or consideration of life, she does what she needs to in order to fuel her sado-masochistic urges. She revels in the pain, both physical and mental, of others, and even herself. She takes pleasure in the repulsion, fear, and anguish she invokes in others.
Pride is her greatest personality trait, and also her greatest flaw. She loves to feel part of the greater scheme, and revels in her involvement in the current situation. However, she often under-estimates her opponents, which can potentially lead to her downfall. She cannot simply swallow this pride. It's a part of her, like a heartbeat.
Confident and sensual, she is also the perfect liar, able to fit in perfectly with a group of ordinary and extraordinary people without revealing her sociopathic and cruel nature. She can lull even the most cautious person into a false sense of security, and lure them straight under the guillotine, before beheading them herself.
Deep beneath the love of pain and the easy lies, there is a woman who has seen a lot and become disgusted with the ideals of typical humanity and Advent Humans alike, wanting them all to be erased. She is a nihilist, through and through, though she would not risk her life by showing this. She has her own plans for the world, and the Advent Humans and humans alike are involved in her little scheme.
Because of her inner nihilist, she is extremely self serving and arrogant, seeing allies and enemies alike as tools to be used, possibly even as chess pieces to be moved around the great board of life. She has no qualms about sacrificing others for her own survival, and despite her capabilities in battle, prefers to be the observer.
Appearance: Standing at a height of five foot seven inches, Amelia is neither particularly tall or short. With a slender, athletic form, Amelia hasn't got any baby fat on her face and seems almost akin to a wraith. Her face is pale and slender, with no spots, scars or blemishes. She appears to be a refined upper-class woman in her early thirties.
Raven black hair extends to her middle back, straight and silky, with a white sheen whenever light shines upon it. Her deep, blood red lips are almost always turned upwards in a small smile, and the mysterious look is completed by a pair of bright green eyes, with needle thin pupils for a slightly feral image.
Amelia favors long dresses that extend to her ankles to give her an appearance of elegance and grace. These dresses are usually black, but occasionally white or red. They are rather old fashioned, from the eighteenth century or thereabouts.
When it actually comes to battle, Amelia is quick and to the point. Wearing a pair of skin-tight black trousers and a thin black t-shirt, she also wears ankle high boots which are good for both speed and durability. Amelia finishes off this dark arrangement with a pair of black gloves so she doesn't have to get her hands dirty.
Weapon(s): A sacrificial knife she keeps at her belt at all times. Although mostly ceremonial, it is wickedly curved for quick withdrawal and gouging, as well as causing maximum pain.
She also carries a thin rapier for elegant, graceful combat.
Finally, a small pistol at her belt; a relatively powerful handgun capable of holding eight bullets in its magazine.
Abilities: Amelia relies mostly on speed in battle. Outrunning the enemy and using her superior manipulation skills, she can turn the tide of battle easily without actually attacking her opponent, if they are weak willed enough.
Magic: She has the ability to twist the darkness around her to physical form. The only limits to this ability are her imagination, and her energy. She can create spheres of darkness, use it as a cloaking device, disappear into the darkness for teleportation purposes, and create auditory and visual illusions.
Relatively strong telekinesis is her next offensive move. She can use it to twist the air and form barriers around herself, as well as lift nearby objects up to the size of a car to hurl at the enemy.
Finally, ice is her last ability, and she wields it well, with brilliance that reflects her own cold personality. She can freeze inanimate objects, form weapons of ice, and lower the temperature of a room to a dangerously low point.
Brief history: To be revealed in the RP/I'm lazy.
Just as I promised, Squee. Here's the bio ~
Name: Rouge Maretta Mohan
Race: Xandrian Human
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Alignment: Neutral Good
Personality: Rouge is very skeptical, but not shy or easily offended by others' opinions. Through her years of living, she has gradually become less prone to naivety, and normally has a hard time believing any kind of unusual facts about people that she's been told. She is not rude unless she feels in any way that she is being threatened or if something dissatisfying has been initiated, and if circumstances get too intense for her, she will most likely get physically defensive. She is especially this way when it comes to people she does care about, doing anything to keep them out of harm's way - physically or mentally. Aside from family, there is a low number of people that she can actual tell more about herself to, as to complete strangers or people in general she does well to keep as much personal details about her to herself as possible.
She values knowledge and most of the books that she reads are around the topics of psychology or anatomy so she can tell how a person may be feeling or what they're about to do according to body language. Within a week or so, she could fully understand concepts such as human pressure points, how the small portion of the brain a human cannot not use actually works and how to control it, and other examples. Other things she may like to know about is the origins of some sacred items, ancient family trees, and the histories of some vast deserted places she's been to. She believes that every bit of information she memorizes will aid her in the future whenever the time is right for using it.
She does understand the purpose of relationships, yet throughout the years hasn't had the means to start one or seek one out. There have been men that would take an interest in her from time to time that she would have to turn down seeing that they had nothing in common with each other. She didn't even understand how her parents managed to discover each other and ended up bringing her into the world by accident, but she never considered asking, or cared enough to bother. It is a somewhat rare occurrence for Rouge to like someone enough to partner up with them as a team or as a couple, mainly because she doesn't feel the need to have an acquaintance, but she doesn't reject if the opportunity arises and if she knows the person well enough to put trust in them.
Appearance:
Weight: 117 lbs
Height: 5"6
Skin Tone: Light Tan
Eye Color: Dark Orchid (Appear maroon in bright light)
Hair: It's about 3 inches past her shoulders and is naturally curly. The color is dark brown (almost looking black) with highlights streaked into it.
Body Type: Slim/Fit
Distinguishing Marks: She has a small mole located diagonally near her left eye as a birthmark. Both of her ears have a row of piercings (from lobe to cartilage) and she also has a permanent single studded madison piercing that was placed at the center of her collar bone when she was 14 years old as a symbol of schism. Most people wouldn't be able to notice it unless they were looking directly at the front side of her.
Attire: When she does not want her identity to be known, she hides herself within a black cloak. A platinum chain connects from each sides of the bottom of the hood so that it can be worn without the sleeves. Engraved onto the chain is the word "noctiuagus" which is Latin for "Night Walker” and it is often used for identification in the city she was born in. The cloak is made of lycra so that it is not easily affected by water. When she's not in disguise, she wears a black off-the-shoulder mid sleeved top with a moderately tight black wasp waist worn over it. For bottoms, she wears ash colored shorts that have a grunge design which makes them look like they have been worn in conflict. She wears flat wedged boots that are black, double-laced at the front, and knee high - which work well with walking in any type of terrain except for quick sand and thin ice. This outfit is considered normal for Rouge when thinking of her type of style, but even though she's not fond of the idea of being weighed down with too much armor or thick fabrics and tends to wear as little as she accepts, she does wear good amounts of protective fabrics in each outfit to give her more resistance to physical damage or destructive magic.
As for accessories, she has a purple lotus blossom placed at the side of her hair that have two pearls hanging loosely to the side by thin strings tied to the top of the stem. For neckwear, she has a black choker with an amethyst gem hanging at the center. She wears two rings on her right hand, jewelry that she considers to be very sacred. The gold ring worn on her middle finger has her name engraved in script on the inside of it, while the silver mood ring on her index finger is what is rumored to be spellbound, giving her the abilities that she has, but she doesn't enjoy giving out the origin of the ring or where she had found it. On her other hand is a third ring, which is only a silver ring with her birthstone placed on it that's worn on her ring finger that is just worn for the fashion and has no known meaning behind it.
Weapon(s):
Snake of Eden [Dagger] - A small blade which was believed to be used for the first time in a fight with a large poisonous python. Getting shoved within the snake's body, it was believed that a fair amount of venom got drenched onto the blade, giving it a poison effect on deep contact to any type of skin due to the fact that it hasn't been sanitized years after its first use, and by the time it was washed, the effect of venom was already permanently sealed in the blade. The past users of the dagger have been known to use it as an emphasis to threat, seeing as they were almost all villains and adversaries that kept people hostage at knife point that promised gradual excruciating pain to come if the person being kept hostage didn't give in to their demand - therefore giving the dagger the name "Snake of Eden", due to use of persuasion used to other people's dismay because of the threat of most possible poisoning . Rouge had found the blade on the benches of an old cathedral, where it was possibly used for another killing.
Malady and Acrimony [GP Handgun x2] - A pair of silver pistols that had been created in more recent years. Malady, the pistol Rouge uses with her left hand, contains hollow point ammunition so that she may have no trouble with aiming at only one unit and lose the risk of possibly hitting any bystanders. The main purpose of Malady would be the stopping power of the bullets, being useful for stunning or paralyzing enemies in their place rather than killing them. Acrimony, the pistol Rouge uses with her right hand, uses shooting gallery ammunition loaded with frangible bullets, and is more useful in the role of demolishing the enemies from short to long ranges. Rouge never uses one without the other, seeing as together they are good with stopping any threats and then ridding them in their place. If there's ever a time where she only uses one of the two, it would most likely be to prove a point or give a warning.
Abilities:
Hamedo - Attack before being attacked. This can vary by who she's fighting or how intense the predicament is. From the majority of the years of study psychology, she can get a good idea of what a person's next action will be by focusing on how their body moves, and then a good idea on how to stop their attack by initiating the first move.
Behavioral Convergence - Often being called a "human lie detector", Rouge can tell by the slightest movement of a figure if a person is trying to mislead her. Seeing as how this skill has often succeeded for her in the past, it is easy to believe her reasons of not being able to believe information people in general give to her about themselves or another person. This skill is especially useful towards wild animals so that she can read their behavior and tell if they are a threat to her or vice versa and keep out of trouble.
Telepathy - Apparent communication from one mind to another without using sensory perceptions. She has the capability of using the functions of the normally uncontrollable part of the brain to communicate to either humans or to spirits with thoughts or with subliminal force - meaning if she focused enough, she could send someone into a totally different state of mind, scramble the functions of the human body, or even cease a trance a person could be in. She doesn't often use telepathy towards spirits unless she needs to speak to one for someone in need of her assistance or if she has to confront one in the future, then she lets it know ahead of time.
Venom Bite - The moment where the Snake of Eden cuts against or penetrates through the skin and the venom is released. It can take from one minute to half an hour for the poison to completely go into the blood stream and affect the body that it's flowing through, but it can vary depending on how little or much at a time the body can absorb.
Trigger Happy - A reckless gun firing attack, mostly used when there is more than one enemy unit in battle, and is useful when being surrounded or bombarded. The session can last until all of the enemies are down or until there is no ammunition left and needs reloading. If that happens, Rouge'll have to rely on her dagger, a large amount of telepathy, or her own human strength to fend off the remainder of life within the enemy.
Chi-Block - Chi refers to metaphysical energy that flows through the body. When a chi is blocked, it can render a body part or the entire figure completely paralyzed, and only specific medicines can remove the ailment. When a supposedly swift enemy approaches Rouge too fast for her to draw out a weapon, she can strike a pressure point of the body (where most chi resides) to instantly stop the chi from flowing, therefore ceasing the enemy at his/her tracks .
Magic: None. Though in the process of her voyages, she has discovered several spellbound items that could possibly aid her if used correctly.
Brief history:
Born August 30th, 1991, Rouge was unfortunate to have been an accident brought to life by her parents. It was believed when she was born, she was in a very bad condition and was close to death until a spiritual telepathist had cleared all of the negative substances within her conscious, or so it was believed that he did. There are still doubts as to how Rouge managed to stay alive as an infant, but she doesn't question it anymore - rather, she is just grateful that she did survive, and people still question her for ignoring the possibilities.
She was influenced by telepathist that came to save her life, however, and starting around the age of 8, she had began studying the means of psychology - looking up any word that she hadn't yet known the meaning of to continue her wish. She was often viewed as eccentric because of this, and it was very rare to find a friend that valued the same thing that she did. In fact, she had sometimes got beaten because of her differences at school, and at that age she had no clue how to defend herself. Her parents had taken the matter into their concern, but she wasn't allowed to switch schools. So through the trails of schools that she's been to, she was considered one of the smartest students in class, but in the end she had to adapt to scorn, isolation, and even death threats.
High school wasn't any different for her than her past schools; only by the time she entered she had finally found the means to fight back at any kind of taunting that was thrown at her. She had known that the main reason other people acted this way was because they were scared of the idea of someone not being the same as they were, but Rouge found that to be a very despicable reason - since by that time, she hardly cared about what other people did or thought of her. It was the treatment that she didn't tolerate. Communication with Rouge and her parents was very slim, so she spent most of her after-school hours outside of the city, always going to different landmarks by foot and always returning home past midnight. If she was really enthused by what she discovered, she would sometimes stay in the nearby areas throughout the cold nights - which often got her into trouble since she gives no notes of where she goes or how long she stays there.
It was by Rouge's 18th birthday that she had began traveling further away from the city to roam ancient venues, and when she had discovered Snake of Eden, a dagger that was laying slanted on a cathedral bench that could have collapsed if pushed down with any amount of weight. She didn't know that it was a sacred item until she did further studying of ancient history months later. Word had gotten around of Rouge's constant voyages, and many professors, ones who she had never heard of, had often seeked her company and wanted as much detail about herself as possible and what inspired her to study much about psychology. The first professor that Rouge had refused to tell anything to had attacked her because of her defiance, therefore leading to her first use of Snake of Eden, along with her first killing - which she wasn't at all expecting to happen. From looking through the belongings of the counterfeit professor, she learned that he was actually a spy looking for good amounts of information to determine if their main base could use her as a pawn for kidnapping and stealing other ideas.
To her dismay, it wasn't a one-time only thing that she would encounter a complete stranger with the same purpose of meeting her. One citizen had witnessed another killing that Rouge had to conduct during an assault and had told her parents about it. She knew that neither her parents nor the civilians would understand the reasons of her actions, so before her parents could even see her again or get authority involved, she ran away from her hometown and stayed at a village that took a week's amount of walking to arrive at. A year later, she decided to come back, only to discover that her parents had been massacred. The only thing that took up space in her house were two handguns that looked like they've been dropped on the floor, and some bullets laying around the floor with them that were stained with old blood. It was not hard to believe that it may have been because Rouge had left the city that the predicament had occurred, and she had decided that whether she was around or not, the city had become a dangerous place, and that it really was time to leave home.
Rouge had took the two pistols along with her on the departure, naming one Malady and the other Acrimony, so together they stood for "Illness and Hatred", two things that she knew had greatly affected her during her life in her hometown. She left her home the following night, not caring that she hadn't given or received any goodbyes, but her plan wasn't to go back to the village that she had stayed in for the past year, but to go from place to place for a set amount of time so that her voyage never came to a halt.
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Name: Raistlin Majere
Race: Advent Human
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Personality: On the battlefield, he is ruthless, cunning, and filled to the brim with spite, loathing, and rage. Contrasting this, in everyday life he is rather laid back. However, he is quite sarcastic, and enjoys joking around. Once he sets his mind on something, it is very hard to tear it away from it. He’s a fighter, and as such, he will not rest until the tyranny of the Xandrian Humans is at an end.
Raistlin doesn’t let very many things get to him, and is often very distant, letting no one get too close to him. His greatest fear being that he will let those who do manage to get close to him down. Therefore, he is often cold, cynical, and downright rude to those that would want to get to know him. Though they won’t know it, he does it for their own safety, and to rule out his conscious for when he does let them down.
Even though he wants the Xandrian’s destroyed, he doesn’t care what means he has to go through to get it done. Whatever gets in his way to complete this goal will go down along with the Xandrian Humans.
Raistlin is also extremely racist towards Xandrian humans to the point where he feels uncomfortable in giving a legitimate good one a chance.
Appearance:
Weapons: In battle, Raistlin wields a 4 foot long Katana.
Abilities: Raistlin uses magic, but not much. He mainly uses it to make him run faster, and jump higher, as well as a simple lightning spell to shoot lightning from his fingertips. To a lesser extent, he can teleport. It's very limited in the fact that he can only go 50 feet or more, and only use it a handful of times a day.
Magic: As stated above, he is able to manipulate his body with magic enabling him to run faster, attack faster, jump higher, and overall increase his output in battle. His only major spell is the ability to shoot lightning from his fingertips. However, he must be careful to not be wet while doing it.
People hit with his lightning do not tend to live long. Those that have survived have claimed it to be the single most painful experience of their lives.
Other Skills: Raistlin enjoys cooking, reading, and writing. He is also a master manipulator, and loves to play mind games with others.
Brief History: Raistlin was born from parents who both died on the battlefield. They fought against Xandrian humans, just as he would come to do. Though it wasn’t his parents wish for it, he ignored it for his own personal vengeance and desires. Not liking the concept of another man not being in control of his own fate, he began to hate everything the Xandrian humans stood for.
He learned what skills he has from his old Master, Master Mugen, who has long since passed. Using his teachings, he’s held his own in every fight or battle he’s been in.
He searched for years in order to join “The Organization”.
He has to take a medicine once (or more, depending on how much he has exerted himself) or he starts to succumb to a crippling sickness. If not treated, you would see him drop to his hands and knees from the pain of it.
Race: Advent Human
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Personality: On the battlefield, he is ruthless, cunning, and filled to the brim with spite, loathing, and rage. Contrasting this, in everyday life he is rather laid back. However, he is quite sarcastic, and enjoys joking around. Once he sets his mind on something, it is very hard to tear it away from it. He’s a fighter, and as such, he will not rest until the tyranny of the Xandrian Humans is at an end.
Raistlin doesn’t let very many things get to him, and is often very distant, letting no one get too close to him. His greatest fear being that he will let those who do manage to get close to him down. Therefore, he is often cold, cynical, and downright rude to those that would want to get to know him. Though they won’t know it, he does it for their own safety, and to rule out his conscious for when he does let them down.
Even though he wants the Xandrian’s destroyed, he doesn’t care what means he has to go through to get it done. Whatever gets in his way to complete this goal will go down along with the Xandrian Humans.
Raistlin is also extremely racist towards Xandrian humans to the point where he feels uncomfortable in giving a legitimate good one a chance.
Appearance:
Weapons: In battle, Raistlin wields a 4 foot long Katana.
Abilities: Raistlin uses magic, but not much. He mainly uses it to make him run faster, and jump higher, as well as a simple lightning spell to shoot lightning from his fingertips. To a lesser extent, he can teleport. It's very limited in the fact that he can only go 50 feet or more, and only use it a handful of times a day.
Magic: As stated above, he is able to manipulate his body with magic enabling him to run faster, attack faster, jump higher, and overall increase his output in battle. His only major spell is the ability to shoot lightning from his fingertips. However, he must be careful to not be wet while doing it.
People hit with his lightning do not tend to live long. Those that have survived have claimed it to be the single most painful experience of their lives.
Other Skills: Raistlin enjoys cooking, reading, and writing. He is also a master manipulator, and loves to play mind games with others.
Brief History: Raistlin was born from parents who both died on the battlefield. They fought against Xandrian humans, just as he would come to do. Though it wasn’t his parents wish for it, he ignored it for his own personal vengeance and desires. Not liking the concept of another man not being in control of his own fate, he began to hate everything the Xandrian humans stood for.
He learned what skills he has from his old Master, Master Mugen, who has long since passed. Using his teachings, he’s held his own in every fight or battle he’s been in.
He searched for years in order to join “The Organization”.
He has to take a medicine once (or more, depending on how much he has exerted himself) or he starts to succumb to a crippling sickness. If not treated, you would see him drop to his hands and knees from the pain of it.
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Raye already posted. So I know what to do for Mystro right now, and I'll be posting with him before the day ends. But as of right now, I have to do shit, so feel free to work on posts as well 
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Makuta Teredax
Theme Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6IZgou7ywEo
Name: Kel’Theridax (Formerly Jarred Gammon)
Race: Plain Human (Xandrian Abomination)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Personality: Aggressive, Angry and Impatient. Kel’Theridax hates crowds, dislikes waiting for things to happen and loves bullying others, rather then ask someone to move he’ll grab them and throw them out of the way not even bothering to look back or ask if the individual is ok, he prefers to push to the front of lines and loves making fun of people. In saying this he does not however value a fight and will put off fighting as long as he can just to see the taunted individual snap.
Appearance: http://s1228.photobucket.com/albums/ee453/Seth_Stewart/?action=view¤t=Lolololol.jpg
Weapon(s):
Fists: Kel’Theridax has closed fists the size of a computer printer, they’re simply built to obliterate people and annihilate everything in his surroundings, Unusually agile for his size Kel’Theridax is a very quick fighter easily able to catch someone unprepared with a full jab to the face without any indication that he’s going to move whatsoever. In addition to being very fast at jabbing, his quick jabs are very, very punishing and taxing on the body, not strong enough to seriously hurt someone but enough to do decent damage and knock over an un-expecting person as the force behind the punch is simply to powerful for one to stay upright.
His big swings however are a different story, if you’re caught by a big swing you better have some kind of very good back up and it better be very close by. A big swing from Kel’Theridax that connects is usually game over, not only will it knock you off your feet and send you flying but it will also break you very easily if you take the hit the wrong way, not only that but also if your hit by one big swing expect a further savage beating to follow. Thus in saying big swings are game over you’d have to be very special to get hit by one seeing as it would be blatantly obvious he’s going to hit you due to a massive wind up and furious scream.
Abilities: Kel’Theridax only has a few abilities, well they’re more passive traits then abilities.
Abomination Body: Kel’Theridax is the result of Xandrian magical experimentation (see history for more), his body has extremely overdeveloped muscle mass boosting his strength far past anything any other person or creature could match, in addition his body has swelled up to 9’4 feet tall and has over two hundred times the natural amount of arteries, veins and capillaries spread throughout his body. He has two extra sets of tendons giving him extremely quick reflexes for his size and his white blood cells are so large and aggressive towards external intrusion he’s immune to all forms of viruses, bugs and poisons.
Blood Siphon: Kel’Theridax naturally draws blood in the surrounding area to himself, if blood is spilt on the ground walls or ceiling it will slowly start moving towards him, once it contacts skin, his body absorbs it boosting his strength and speed slightly for a short amount of time. The more blood from others absorbed the faster and stronger he becomes. It also regenerates him at a quick steady rate. Also if he has lost a limb they can be regrown once enough blood (around 2-3 liters) has been absorbed whether it be his own blood or another’s.
Shadow Seal: Kel’Theridax is surrounded by a seal of mental and physical shadows, protecting him from further Xandrian manipulation and allowing him to pass by in public unnoticed, if he pushes someone they simply see a scrawny brown haired blue eyed 23 year old ordinary man with a very smart mouth and trash attitude, only upon him willing to become noticed does he look like the monster depicted above.
Berserk Rush: This is the only active ability Kel’Theridax has. Kel’Theridax has huge legs allowing him to sprint at speeds up to 30mph over a distance of ten meters, while rushing he becomes unstoppable and should be avoided at all costs as he is quite heavy and usually likes to throw heavy swings while rushing.
Magic: Kel’Theridax posses no magic ability himself only the abilities stated above.
Other skills: Extremely good at problem solving Kel’Theridax may look and act all brawn and no brain, but its really the complete opposite, his brawn is nothing compared to his mental ability to work out how to analyze then eliminate a problem.
Brief history: Kel’Theridax was stillborn to a human father and Advent mother due to his dead body he could be manipulated by Xandrian magic, when his parents parted with their dead son a Xandrian scientist stole the corpse with plans of resurrecting the dead baby as a scientific experiment of his own accord completely unaware that when it was brought back to life it would seal itself in shadow becoming immune to its adoptive fathers abilities, upon returning to his lab the Xandrian scientist began knitting extra bone into the body, adding extra muscle tissue and giving it a second, third and fourth heart, once the body had been put together he applied his magic to the body fusing it altogether into a single perfect body the different DNA strands rebuilding to match the original body’s DNA, due to facial damage while adding extra jawbone and teeth the scientist burnt a mask to the face of his new son hiding the horribly scarred and warped face of his son. Once this had been done he then proceeded to place the baby in a pool of blood, once the baby was sitting perfectly center in the pool and its life support had been attached the scientist applied his magic again thus the baby began living, over the next few years the blood in the pool was absorbed by the fetus as it became stronger and healthier, one day four years after it had been stolen it finally managed to open its cold dull yellow eyes. On the morning of its fifth birthday, a year after it had first entered the pool the scientist entered the poolroom to find the young child standing in the middle of an empty pool staring up at its creator and father. The Xandrian scientist showed his creation to the rest of his Weavers of Fate members, little did he know they all saw him as a normal human boy, that was, until it ripped its creator apart in front of them all and escaped never to be seen again. Now the abomination has resurfaced and it wants nothing more then to have another go at the people who brought him back to life.
Name: Kel’Theridax (Formerly Jarred Gammon)
Race: Plain Human (Xandrian Abomination)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Personality: Aggressive, Angry and Impatient. Kel’Theridax hates crowds, dislikes waiting for things to happen and loves bullying others, rather then ask someone to move he’ll grab them and throw them out of the way not even bothering to look back or ask if the individual is ok, he prefers to push to the front of lines and loves making fun of people. In saying this he does not however value a fight and will put off fighting as long as he can just to see the taunted individual snap.
Appearance: http://s1228.photobucket.com/albums/ee453/Seth_Stewart/?action=view¤t=Lolololol.jpg
Weapon(s):
Fists: Kel’Theridax has closed fists the size of a computer printer, they’re simply built to obliterate people and annihilate everything in his surroundings, Unusually agile for his size Kel’Theridax is a very quick fighter easily able to catch someone unprepared with a full jab to the face without any indication that he’s going to move whatsoever. In addition to being very fast at jabbing, his quick jabs are very, very punishing and taxing on the body, not strong enough to seriously hurt someone but enough to do decent damage and knock over an un-expecting person as the force behind the punch is simply to powerful for one to stay upright.
His big swings however are a different story, if you’re caught by a big swing you better have some kind of very good back up and it better be very close by. A big swing from Kel’Theridax that connects is usually game over, not only will it knock you off your feet and send you flying but it will also break you very easily if you take the hit the wrong way, not only that but also if your hit by one big swing expect a further savage beating to follow. Thus in saying big swings are game over you’d have to be very special to get hit by one seeing as it would be blatantly obvious he’s going to hit you due to a massive wind up and furious scream.
Abilities: Kel’Theridax only has a few abilities, well they’re more passive traits then abilities.
Abomination Body: Kel’Theridax is the result of Xandrian magical experimentation (see history for more), his body has extremely overdeveloped muscle mass boosting his strength far past anything any other person or creature could match, in addition his body has swelled up to 9’4 feet tall and has over two hundred times the natural amount of arteries, veins and capillaries spread throughout his body. He has two extra sets of tendons giving him extremely quick reflexes for his size and his white blood cells are so large and aggressive towards external intrusion he’s immune to all forms of viruses, bugs and poisons.
Blood Siphon: Kel’Theridax naturally draws blood in the surrounding area to himself, if blood is spilt on the ground walls or ceiling it will slowly start moving towards him, once it contacts skin, his body absorbs it boosting his strength and speed slightly for a short amount of time. The more blood from others absorbed the faster and stronger he becomes. It also regenerates him at a quick steady rate. Also if he has lost a limb they can be regrown once enough blood (around 2-3 liters) has been absorbed whether it be his own blood or another’s.
Shadow Seal: Kel’Theridax is surrounded by a seal of mental and physical shadows, protecting him from further Xandrian manipulation and allowing him to pass by in public unnoticed, if he pushes someone they simply see a scrawny brown haired blue eyed 23 year old ordinary man with a very smart mouth and trash attitude, only upon him willing to become noticed does he look like the monster depicted above.
Berserk Rush: This is the only active ability Kel’Theridax has. Kel’Theridax has huge legs allowing him to sprint at speeds up to 30mph over a distance of ten meters, while rushing he becomes unstoppable and should be avoided at all costs as he is quite heavy and usually likes to throw heavy swings while rushing.
Magic: Kel’Theridax posses no magic ability himself only the abilities stated above.
Other skills: Extremely good at problem solving Kel’Theridax may look and act all brawn and no brain, but its really the complete opposite, his brawn is nothing compared to his mental ability to work out how to analyze then eliminate a problem.
Brief history: Kel’Theridax was stillborn to a human father and Advent mother due to his dead body he could be manipulated by Xandrian magic, when his parents parted with their dead son a Xandrian scientist stole the corpse with plans of resurrecting the dead baby as a scientific experiment of his own accord completely unaware that when it was brought back to life it would seal itself in shadow becoming immune to its adoptive fathers abilities, upon returning to his lab the Xandrian scientist began knitting extra bone into the body, adding extra muscle tissue and giving it a second, third and fourth heart, once the body had been put together he applied his magic to the body fusing it altogether into a single perfect body the different DNA strands rebuilding to match the original body’s DNA, due to facial damage while adding extra jawbone and teeth the scientist burnt a mask to the face of his new son hiding the horribly scarred and warped face of his son. Once this had been done he then proceeded to place the baby in a pool of blood, once the baby was sitting perfectly center in the pool and its life support had been attached the scientist applied his magic again thus the baby began living, over the next few years the blood in the pool was absorbed by the fetus as it became stronger and healthier, one day four years after it had been stolen it finally managed to open its cold dull yellow eyes. On the morning of its fifth birthday, a year after it had first entered the pool the scientist entered the poolroom to find the young child standing in the middle of an empty pool staring up at its creator and father. The Xandrian scientist showed his creation to the rest of his Weavers of Fate members, little did he know they all saw him as a normal human boy, that was, until it ripped its creator apart in front of them all and escaped never to be seen again. Now the abomination has resurfaced and it wants nothing more then to have another go at the people who brought him back to life.
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LOL. 'Do shit'. I guess I'm pretty much the same. I'll be really really late in posting here, cos' I also have to 'do shit' called 'homework'. I'll try to get a post up as soon as possible, but hey, since my character hasn't appeared yet, and probably wouldn't anytime soon, it shouldn't hold the role play back any more than it could have.
So yeah, just letting you all know.
LOL. 'Do shit'. I guess I'm pretty much the same. I'll be really really late in posting here, cos' I also have to 'do shit' called 'homework'. I'll try to get a post up as soon as possible, but hey, since my character hasn't appeared yet, and probably wouldn't anytime soon, it shouldn't hold the role play back any more than it could have.
So yeah, just letting you all know.