Code of the Sword.

Soulcorruptor

The corruptor of your soul
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It was a time of darkness and peril, the people of the planet living in nothing but fear. A being know as Dotin has ruled the people for ages. He spread fear through the armies he had under control, but also with a mystic blade he weilded that controlled the power of darkness itself. It went on for ages untill the various races of people finally united by putting aside thier diffrences, using the magic that flowed so naturally through thier planet they harnassed the remaining elements and enchanted them unto other blades. The blades that were created had the power of Fire, Ice(water), Air, Earth, Light, Energy(thunder), and Nature(plant). The creation of these blades came at a price, in the process of thier creation the people who crafted these blades also became them. That is to say that thier will was transfered into the blades so in that this process they became setinet. These blades could now chose thier weilders and constantly judged thier current holders to see if they were worthy. It was with these seven swords that seven people were able to defeat Dotin and his armies. After his defeat an alter was made to honor the warriors and thier swords. Soon the blades were lost to time and the war forgotten, but now a new force has emereged seeming to weild the dark blade again and is calling himself Dotin.

Now a new group of people must emerge who can prove them selves worthy to weild the seven swords of lore. There is a problem though the seven swords are lost and thier existence but a mere legend. The only clue that they are now real is the dreams that people have, a dream of an acient time. One of war and trife, of acient times when magic flowed free. A memory of the sword itself being crafted.

The legend of the swords is a frightfull one. The history to why they were made dreadfull, but thier power is legendary. Each sword is said to have complete mastery over it's elemnet and boosts it's weilder's natural magic ten fold. The souls that dwell deep inside are said to be acient mages themselves who had complete controll over the very forces of nature. Though this is just a myth right, a fairytale to help children sleep. These mystic swords could not exist right? Well only the dreams provide the true answer, are you someone blessed by these dreams or will you be swept up in the current of this new war, and fight with these people or aganist them and ensure darkness falls?


Ok now for the rules for this RP:

1. Experienced Role Players only.(Just means if your just starting out, or can't RP well, please don't ask to join.)

2. You do not need to chose a sword to weild, but if you do you must abide by the most important rule for this. The sword shall constantly Judge your actions, there fore if you do something undeeming you shall not be able to use the sword.

3. Magic is common place in this world, it flows naturally through all people, so everyone can use magic. Though some people are not as fluent with magic as others.

4. No two people can weild the same blade at the same time. Once a blade has chosen it's weilder it will stay with them unless they judge them unworthy of thier power.

5. You can use a profile that is preexisting, but then it must be edited for this rp. So if you want to use a sword your magic section must match accordingly. Also you can make a whole new bio for this RP but same rule still aplies about magic. The element sword you chose must be your dominant magic, you can have magic of other elements but not a whole lot.

6. I shall have final say if you are in this or not.

7. people can ask to reserve a sword. However if no applicable bio is ready within 3 days, you lose your right to it.

With all this said if you join and are accepted have fun.

Well for this Rp I am using Zerek which is the 3rd profile

Reserved sword: Energy(belongs to myself), Light(Hera), Air(Prof), Fire(Julius),

Also sorry for those that signed up before, in all honestly I forgot about this RP.
 
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I seem to remember this being up before. Perhaps it was archived :monster:

Anywho, I shall join as well, if it's alright with you. I seem to remember asking if I could use Felldoh with the Sword of Light, so would that be alright?

Also, I'm moving this to "The Review," since this is an original RP, not a URPG :neomon:

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@Hera, yes you can have the sword of light as long as I see the bio.

@Arthvader, Sorry man i know Julius expressed intrest in this and if he still does, his sword is the sword of fire.
 
Tale of the Forgotten will still be up Julius, and Arth I looked through the archevived section, and all the swords were claimed by previous people. So if everyone who joined previously still wants to be game for this, I am going to let them have it. So if you want to be in this so bad your gonna have to be a non-sword user.
 
Good thing I have the Sword of Fire, although, can I use the rest of my equipment?

Of course Julius why wouldn't I? Unless of course you think I am some sort of an evil vindictive bastard;).
 
Whoops! Sorry I didn't catch this! For some reason I completely missed this thread. If you'll have me, I'll still be using Skaol:

Name: Skaol Edgar
Title: Knight of the Order of Swordsmen
Race: Human
Age: 21

Appearance:
- Hair: Black, yet shimmers like water reflecting the twilight sky, worn in a thin pony tail reaching to his waist. The front third of his hair is worn in two primary bangs that hang just outside his eyes, stopping just before the latitude of the point of his nose.
- Eyes: Dark forest green, he keeps them half open, giving him a perpetual sleepy look.
- Height: 5 ft, 10 in
- Weight: 140 lbs
- Complexion: Fair and rough
- Build: Slight, yet toned
- Noteworthy Features: A small piece of emerald green cloth from a corner of the cape of his friend fastened to a ring at the base of his sword.
- Attire: Enjoys dressing simply, normally a white linen short sleeve shirt and a pair of brown cloth pants.

Personality: Very easy going, bordering on lazy. His favorite passtime is sleeping, his favorite concious passtime is staring into space and thinking about anything that crosses his mind. He in rarely without a congenial smile, even in the middle of a battle. He puts everyone above himself, and is the first to self sacrifice, even for a stranger.
First Impression: Very quiet, yet smiles at everyone. Easy to approach and start a conversation with, though he sometimes does the approaching, if he feels he can be of help.

Weapon(s): The Sword of Air (eventually). Also, a ceremonial dagger given to him at graduation from his knight order. It has an ornate gold plated hilt, inlaid with thirteen small emeralds, and is kept beneath his tunic.
Armor: Full plate mail, colored green to mark his rank as captain. Over the armor is worn a white sleeveless tunic, bearing the emblem of the Order of Swordsmen: a double edged sword, point up, with an angel wing protruding from the right end of the hilt, and a demon wing from the left. No helmet.

Abilities/Skills: Though an adept of conventional swordsmenship, his true skill stems from his mastery of the Edgar Art of War. A practitioner of this school of fighting relaxes all the muscles of his/her body and disregards all concept of the movement of time. One takes into account only the present, niether trying to predict the opponents next move, nor attempting to establish an opponent's pattern of action based from his previous actions. By simply observing the opponent's current position, one's risk of being taken by a feint is significantly reduced. This does have a negative effect in that one's time in which to react is significantly reduced, with rapid enough strikes landing before the user can dodge. However, Skaol has developed a failsafe to compensate for his style's flaw. Similar to drunken martial arts, he puts himself into a self induced state of semi-conciousness which has the dual effect of maximizing the relaxation of his muscles and dulling the pain felt by a landed blow. When his adversary finally presents an opening, he snaps into full alert and strikes with everything he has. However, if a battle is protracted for too long, his addrenaline begins to forcibly extricate him from his state of half-conciousness. The beginnings of this first become evident normally after the first fifteen minutes. After thirty minutes, the effects have worn off completely.

Magic:

Aerial Fissure- A spell combining Skaol's skill with a sword with wind magic, allowing him to project vaccum razors the size of the sword swing at the opponent. They cannot travel farther than twenty feet. The vaccums are not strong enough to penetrate deep into flesh, however they are enough to cause painful suface lacerations. Skaol can send twenty such razors before he feels drained.

Gale Skates- This magic condenses the air beneath Skaol's feet and causes it to spin rapidly, allowing him to skate across the ground without being impeded by friction. At his fastest, he can go no more than twenty-five miles per hour in a straight line. The spell san be sustained no longer than ten minutes.

Heavy Air- A defense of last resort, used primarily against enemies too swift to fight with the basic Edgar Art of War. Skaol condenses the air within a three foot radius to twice its normal density, effectively slowing stikes before they land and allowing him to utilize his martial art. However, as the spell requires constant concious maintanence, it is impossible for him to utilize his self induced semi-conciousness simultaneously with the spell. The spell lasts for about fifteen minutes.

Gale Force- Used in combination with the Gale skates, Skaol creates a miniature cyclone wich spins him at eye blurring speeds. In this state of rotation, which lasts about twenty seconds, Skaol cannot see what he is slashing, so must rely on his preconception of where the enemy is. The use of this magic dispells the gale skates immediatly after the cyclone has stopped. Skaol usually needs about ten seconds to regain his equilibrium afterward. The skates cannot be used again in the same day.

Quick History: Born to a family of well-off merchants, Skaol was able to enlist in the province's local knights-apprentice order. There, he earned quick respect from his tutors and his peers due to his seamless integration of his family's martial style and his own seemingly innate skill with the rapier. It was also there that he met his best friend, Wylliam. While Wylliam earned his teachers' ire by not taking classes seriously, Skaol earned it through his habitual sleeping during classes. He was even known to sleep standing up during role call and during drills. Eventually, the two were seperated into different orders according to their skills; Wylliam to the Order of Dragoons and Skaol to the Order of Swordsmen. In order to perpetuate their friendship, they exchanged corners of their capes to tie onto their weapons. The day before graduation, Skaol learned that his friend had left the Order just earlier that day for reasons unknown. Confused by his friend's sudden departure, he was, for the first time in years, visibly distraught. He decided to advance as rapidly as possible through the Order's ranks, hoping that his missions would bring him news of his friend. He achieved the rank of Captain a month before his twentieth birthday. He is now known among the units under his command as the Lazy-Eyed Swordsman, or Captain Lazy-Eyes.
 
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Well everyone I plan to kickstart this RP, after the RP tournment is done with. As for right now if I acce[ted you as a sword user, you will find you name on the front page. If your name is not on there I will take a look at your bio and make a section for the non sword users.
 
Well as promised this RP will now start. Now that I am out of the RP, and Julius I think I'll take you up on that offer for designing the swords.

Just as a fyi Tales will still continue, just as soon as I think of a way to dispell the tornado, or someone else does, ehh might just have to let it die down though.(the tornado that is, not the rp.)
 
thx for waiting for me and holding the "Nature Sword" for me, LS. I appreciate it. ^_^ and next time, warn me when you make another signup thread. XD

http://www.finalfantasyforums.net/story-sages/zeria-the-demonicgunsman-rp-character-11249.html

that's my charrie, like i toldja on MSN. Just take into account that she carries the Nature Sword on her belt, while keeping her other two blades strapped to her back.

Okiez, here's how she found it (happy LS? I'll put how she found it right here :P)


~~~Zeria had been walking along on another of her solo missions that she often did, considering her job as a mercenary brought her to places everywhere. Now, she was after some fool who stole something from one of the major knighthoods in the area.
"Bastard...I'm glad I get to bring him back alive and leave right away, I don't want to see what they'll be doing to him..."
Then, she tripped out of nowhere and tumbled to the ground.
"What the hell?"
She looked at what she'd tripped on. It was a sword.....and it seemed to glow as she picked it up.....

Earth Shatterer

A legendary sword forged by the fires of Uthmar Mountain, a fiery hell on Earth. The materials used were mostly mithril, and orichaicum mixed with a strong metal alloy of iron and steel. The sword's design was rather simple, yet it had the splendor and elegant design of a sword worthy of any member of royalty. The blade was light, though broad, almost 4 inches wide with a length reaching almost 3 feet, the tip of the blade was triangular, a redish light could be seen on the the blade beginning when the hand guard joined the blade and ending on the tip of the sword. Latin texts were carved on the blade was well, all of them having different meanings regarding an ancient war. The hand guard was shaped like a cross, the arms of the cross were wide and pointy with small rubies attached to the ends. The hilt of the sword was made of the same metal alloy used for the blade, coated with gold and covered with red silk, the end of the handle having an hexagonal emerald attached to it, the handle being 6 inches long. Finally, the weight of the sword was 15 pounds approximately, meaning that it required good physical training to wield it with one sword.
{Major thx to Julius Argexis for coming up with the sword's design for me a long time ago!}
 
Well as promised this RP will now start. Now that I am out of the RP, and Julius I think I'll take you up on that offer for designing the swords.

Just as a fyi Tales will still continue, just as soon as I think of a way to dispell the tornado, or someone else does, ehh might just have to let it die down though.(the tornado that is, not the rp.)

Tell me the swords that are still in need of "creation" and I'll work on them tomorrow during the morning :monster:
 
Besides the one you designed for Zeria, technically all of them still need a design.

Arth and no, at this point in time I would actually like to see some normal people sign up.
 
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