Eternity. Destiny.

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  1. bamthedoc

    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    The year is 1732 NE. The world was ended some time in the 2300 or 2400s AD. It is unknown which, and an exact year is nearly impossible to pinpoint. The reasons are unknown, but the fact is that nuclear weapons were used on a world-wide scale. The world’s first, and hopefully last, nuclear war lasted for over five hundred years! Contamination and Nuclear Waste literally stung at the air and soaked into the ground, and even the concrete “evacuation” centers became saturated.

    That was the Great War. That was almost two-thousand years ago. However, that wasn’t the end of war on Planet Terra. Less than five-hundred years after the end of the Great War, the Sapien Wars occurred. It was a war between the first, true races dividing mankind. These three races have come to be known as the neo-Humans, the Creature-Humans, and the Mutants. That war, fortunately, only lasted for fifty years, but the peace created was a shaky one.




    GENERAL RULES​


    • Your character is a basic, Level 1, 0 Exp character. That means keep it simple.
    • Your character will grow stronger.
    • There are times your character might get killed.
    • As the DM, I am god of this RPG. Taslon, however, is not.
    • You gain experiance based on the system outlined below.
    • You gain powers based on level, experiance, quests, and elemental prowess.
    • I assign elemental prowess!
    • Your character may be from any planet I outline.
    • Practical, real life skills will come in handy.
    • You should be unique.
    • We do require healers.
    • Your class will be determined by how you do the majority of your fighting between levels.
    • Chapter and Mission results will be posted here.
    • NPCs can be located here.


    CHARACTER​


    • Screen Name:
    • Character Name:
    • Character Planet:
    • Description:
      -Race:
      -Gender:
      -Age:
      -Height:
      -Weight:
      -Eye Color:
      -Hair Color:
      -Physical:
      -Mental:
    • Equipment:
      Armor -- Description
      Feet -- Description
      Accessory -- Description
      Weapon -- Description
    • Abilities:
      Name -- Description
    • History:


      Points Remaining: 10

      Starting Class: (Fighter, Mage, Cleric, Archer)
      Elemental Prowes:
    • Hit Points: 30/15/20/25 (0 = dead)
    • Magic Points: 15/30/25/20 (affects number of spells)
    • Spirit Points: 2/2/2/2 (affects special skills)
    • Technical Points: 1 (affects ability to tie skills together)
    • Strength: 1 (affects how hard you can hit)
    • Defense: 1 (affects physical damage)
    • Spirit: 1 (affects power of spells)
    • Resistance: 1 (affects spell damage)
    • Speed: 1 (affects turn order)
    • Dodge: 1 (affects ability to avoid damage)
    • Dexterity: 1 (affects items)
    • Luck: 1 (affects critical)

    Magic Skills

    Special Skills

    Technical Skills


    Leveling System

    Every action taken gives you experiance. Walking around will eventually strengthen your muscles. Casting a given spell will eventually make it easier. Being hit will make you more resiliant. That is the basis of this leveling system. At the start, every character must have at least one point given to each statistic! You have ten points (additional) to distribute.

    NOTE: You should remove the everything contained within the parenthesis but keep the parenthesis for weapon, shoe, accessory, and armor bonuses. You are to ask me before applying bonuses.

    NOTE: HP and MP increases by 1/3 starting for every point spent. SP increases by 2 for every point spent. TP, though unique, increases like all other skills.

    Elemental Prowess

    Other:
    Holy: Resistant to Elements; Weak to Evil
    Evil: Resistant to Void; Weak to Holy
    Void: Resistant to Elements; Weak to Other
    Physical: Resistant to Other; Weak to Elements

    Elements:
    Fire: Resistant to Ice; Weak to Water
    Ice: Resistant to Water, Weak to Fire
    Water: Resistant to Wind; Weak to Electric
    Electric: Resistant to Fire; Weak to Earth
    Earth: Resistant to Electric; Weak to Wind
    Wind: Resistant to Earth; Weak to Ice
    Dragon: Resistant to Elements; Weak to Void



    What cannot be selected:
    Any "Other" Element
    Dragon

    Selecting Spells

    • You start off with the basic spell list for your chosen class.
    • Mages may select all but their elemental opposite (weakness) at a rate of 3/5 levels.
    • "All" Spells may be selected by non-Mage classes at the rate of 1/level.
    • "All" Spells may be selected by Mage classes at the rate of 1/2 levels.
    • Spells are "single-target only" unless specified otherwise.
    • Mages may "overcast" MP at the cost of HP. BE FOREWARNED! Dropping to or below 0HP due to overcast will result in death!

    Resistance versus Weakness

    • Weakness takes double listed damage.
    • Resistance always reverts damage listed to x0.5 (x0.25 for basic magic)
    • Same always reverrts damage listed to x1.0 (x0.3 for basic magic)
    • Neutral leaves damage as listed.

    We shall use Flicker as an example.

    As you can see, choosing the right element for the right enemy wields the best results. There are no combination elements! In addition! If Flicker is wielded by one of Fire Elemental Prowess, one may increase damage versus Neutral by x0.5 and a Weak by x1.0 -- in otherwords:

    The right Prowess at the right time will have devestating results. Be forewarned, yoru enemies have this same advantage!

    PLANETS and RACES

    Terra: This is the planet the story takes place on. You live on it, so you know it fairly well. The primary differance is that...well... Okay, after two-thousand years of recovery, everything is pretty much back to normal.
    • neo-Human: The most common race on Terra. The neo-Humans are most often simply refered to as Humans. They look as we do, now. They are fairly well balanced, able to excel in, really, any chosen art.
    • Creature-Human: Often refered to as C-H, the Creature-Human is a humanoid animal. They tend to hold a great deal of power, but fewer hits will take them down.
    • Mutant: This is a "catch-all" bracket for Terrans that cannot be applied to the other groups. They are harder to take down, but lack in any real power. As a whole, not too many are that intelligent.
    • Android: AIs with human-like bodies. The three laws of robotics apply to them. They are extremely weak against electronic attacks, but they are immune to biologicals.
    • Cyborg: Terrans with with robotic attachment. Cyborgs trade high resiliace to biologicals for a lower resiliance to electronic attacks.

    Neroxia: This planet is near the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy. As Terra, there are a multitude of countries under a multitude of governments. The primary atmospheric component is also Nitrogen. It exists within the Jex System, a Blue Star System. The primary color and hue is green, and water is pink due to the way light is filtered.
    • Neroxian: Nearly eighty-percent of the population is Neroxian. They have slitted eyes and long, thin noses. Their ears are curved, nearly horn-like, and positioned closer to the front of their faces. Their faces are broad and necks thick. Their average height is 10'3" and weight 890lb, due primarily to muscle mass. They have four arms, each ending in a hand with four, clawed fingers. Culture generally leads Neroxians to wear their hair long and braided.
    • Dre: The Dre were nearly wiped out by the Neroxians before the Zuphrelians (an extinct race) came into "Huioxi" (first contact) with the peoples of Neroxia. They are very small but very strong, but they are lacking in intelligence. They average out at 4'4" and 460lb. Basically, they are built like rocks.

    Tanacrabado: A patriarchal planet ruled by a single king, Tancrabado is a planet ruled by Sulfur. The air is orange. They live off a liquid they call Iop (No! No components for you!). Their language is nearly incoprehensible, and they often use "simplified" names so they can speak to Terrans. There is only one race of Tanacrabado. They are a miniscule race, and Oxygen is poison to them. They stand at a mere 0'8" and weigh in at about 1lb. When visiting an Oxygen-rich planet, such as Terra, that have a gravity greater than 0.35G (using Terra as 1G), Tancrabadons must wear specialized robotic-suits. You seen MiB lately? You should have the general gist if you have. To distinguish themselves from Terrans, Tancrabadons wear special badges, magnetically attached to the suits.

    Rithr(Qu)o(Indak): As the symbols are impossible to display ( :p ), sylobals in parenthesis are actual pronunciations. The Rithrquoindak people are dictated by a tyranical lead by the same name. He is often called Qu-Indak as Rithro was the planet's name long ago. The Rithrok are almost literally built like steal. The primary element of Rithrquoindak is actually a metal, Nickel. One can just imagine how organics might have come about on this planet o_O The Rithok are scorpian-like in appearance. They have antennae as opposed to hair, and their heads are "top-heavy" trapazoids. The Rithoks' right hand is like a crab's claw while the left is more like the Terran's but three-fingered. They have a long tail, nearly as long as the Rithok are tall. They average in at 10'11" and over two tons.

    Rychin and Haplan: Sister planets occupied by a single race, the Trifol. The original inhabitants of both planets literally mated themselves out of existance, and into the current inhabitants. They are short, at only 3'2", and average weight is about 107lb. They are extremely intelligent, and few achieve a great amount of power.

    Zantawan: There was once only a single race on this planet, and that race fell under a single government. It was peaceful until approximately three-thousand years ago, when a rift was formed. The Zantan and Zwanan have been fighting for dominance since that rift was formed. A great cataclysm caused continental drift to occur in such a way that only two continents exist now.
    • Zanta: The peaceful and original race of Zantawan. They are a scientific race, not given to violence. When they have to defend themselves, however, they are extremely dangerous. They are intelligent and resourceful. They are currently run by a democracy due to the failure of a form of government that translates to "pancracy" (all share equal power). They average at 6'3" and 130lb.
    • Zwana: The violent and branch race of Zantawan. They are brutal and strong. They rely on their muscles long before imagining the brain as a tool. This has actually caused a shrinkage of their brain and cavity. They average out at 8'7" and 320lb.

    Pixlia: The Pixlians resemble fairies, pixies, or whatever else one would call these so-called "fantasy" creatures. They stand at approximately 1'2" and weigh in at 12lb. Most have one or two pairs of wings. For their size, they are astoundingly strong. They rely on intelligence, however. This materarchal society has a single queen. Crime is rare, but it is punished quite strongly. It is uncommon for a crimminal to get away with less than the death penalty.

    Vamprime: Ruled by the Dark King Vegance, the Vamprimen people are too afraid to revolt. Though resembling vampires of Terran fantasy, they do not require blood. Admitedly, their water does resemble blood in color, components, and taste. Iron is very important to the Vamprimen diet. They average in at 7'5" and 179lb. Other than having fangs, Vamprimen very much resemble very tall Terrans.

    Ewvueg II: A planet that borders the outskirts of the galaxy. Ewveug II is divided into multiple monarchies. The kingdoms are at a time of peace, which leaves all the warriors of the kingdoms time to hone their skills and train apprentices. The people of Ewvueg II are called Laetians, and they are similar to humans, but are physically superior. The Laetians have developed interplanetary travel, but their building structures are that of medevil times and they insist on using melee weapons.

    Zuphrelia: The planet may no longer exist, but it still impacts the rest of the Milky Way Galaxy.

    CHARACTERS:


    Seraph
    Leo
    Gerik
    Griffinhart
     
  2. DB

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    Seraph

    * Screen Name: cogan75 or darkblade75
    * Character Name: Kyuzo Uehara (Nickname is Seraph)
    * Character Planet: Ewvueg II
    * Description:
    -Race: Cyborg
    -Gender: Male
    -Age: 18
    -Height: 5'11"
    -Weight: 154lb
    -Eye Color: Orange
    -Hair Color: White
    -Physical: Kyuzo has an athletic build. He has straight, white, almost silvery, hair worn in a style that resembles a tangled bush. Kyuzo's preferred weapons are long knives or short swords which can be swung for fast attacks. Kyuzo often dresses in a black ninja garb with three belts for holding shruikens and other ninja items. Kyuzo, during combat, uses a mask that emphasizes his intimidating orange eyes.
    -Mental: Kyuzo is an extremely competitive person. He enjoys having people as rivals, so he can compare his progess in combat with others. Kyuzo had no parents growing up, so he dislikes father figures.
    * Equipment:
    Ninja Garb -- Black ninja clothes.
    Leather Sandals -- Regular sandals
    Ninja Belts -- Belts that are used
    Two Daggers -- Regular daggers
    * Abilities:
    Ninjitsu -- Kyuzo has been training ever since he was very young.
    * History:
    Kyuzo was born on the planet Ewvueg II, when he was just a baby, he was abandoned outside of the Whirlwind Academy, a school of ninjitsu that focuses on fast but graceful attacks and using your opponent's strength against them. The Whirlwind Academy is in a hidden location, known to very few, which is why Kyozo's arrival is such a mystery. However, the teachers at the Academy believed it to be fate that brought Kyuzo to them, and trained him in the way of a ninja.


    Points Remaining: 0/10
    Starting Class: Fighter
    Elemental Prowess: Wind
    Armor: Ninja Garb (+1 DEF, +2 RES, +4 SPD)
    Feet: Leather Sandals (+3 DDG, +2 DEX)
    Accessory: Ninja Belt (+4 LCK)
    Weapon: Two Daggers (+2 STR, +2 SRT)
    * Hit Points: 75 (+0=75) ``
    * Magic Points: 0 (N/A)
    * Spirit Points: 4 (+0=4) `
    * Technical Points: 3 (+0=3) ``
    * Strength: 2 (+2=4) `
    * Defense: 2 (+1=3) `
    * Spirit: 1 (+2=3)
    * Resistance: 1 (+2=3)
    * Speed: 4 (+4=8) ```
    * Dodge: 1 (+0=1)
    * Dexterity: 1 (+0=1)
    * Luck: 1 (+4=5)

    Magical Skills:
    [NOT AVAILABLE]

    Special Skills:
    [in adendum]

    Technical Skills:
    Bunshin no Jutsu -- Creates illusory duplicates of the user. It is impossible to tell which is the real ninja and which are illusions; clones generated by this technique, however, cannot attack anything as they are not physical beings. (1TP)
     
  3. bamthedoc

    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    ((DB. You need to add in you Class Magic skill plus one "Other" Magic as well as your Class Special skill. I've added in your equipment bonuses. DO NOT alter them. Believe me, I'll notice ;) I know you won't, but I have to mention it :p ))

    ((I'd prefer to wait for another entry or so before starting this. I'll also state that I'll do all/most of the calculations until we get further along and people can demonstrate to me that they can use my system properly.))

    ((Also... DB. Where do you want your character to start? It can be any place currently on Terra (our planet :rolleyes) or any other planet outline (with valid reason of course XD ). You can make-up a new city on Terra. Remember that for the most part, things are the same in the time of this RP as they are in our time. Obvious differances are that the "UN" has been replaced with some form of "World Goverment" that "oversees" each, individual government. Each country is autonomous, but it's nigh impossible that a tyrant take power and keep it. The desire to prevent another nuclear war, and aid from allies like the Tancrabadon, keep certain things in check.))

    ((Yeah... Anyway >_> This is just a cheap way to BUMP this thread ^_^; ))
     
  4. bamthedoc

    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    EDIT and cheap BUMP ((Yo. DB. I need a response from you >_<; ))


    Chapters

    Chapter 1

    Mission 1: Learner's Permit
    Taslon's Insignia: 5PT, 1MP, 1TP, 1STR, 1DEF, 1SPT, 5RES
    Dreams of Fire: 5PT, 1SP, 1TP, 1STR, 1DEF, 5RES, 1 DGD
    Unforgiving Wind: 5PT, 1MP, 1TP, 1STR, 1DEF, 1SPT, 5RES

    Mission 2: Life Goes On
     
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    I was waiting for others to join. ><
     
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    SoulDrainer Member!

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    Screen Name: SoulDrainer
    Character Name: Leo ???
    Character: Planet
    Description:
    Race: Neo-Human
    Sex: Male
    Age: 15
    Height: 5'9''
    Weight: 147 lbs.
    Eye color:
    Green
    Hair color:
    This color blue
    Physical:
    Small for his age. Leo possesses great skill with a bow.He is pretty strong considering how much he weighs.
    Mental:
    Leo is naturally smart, but hates to study or learn making him about as smart as an average person. Leo is a quick thinker with good reflexes.

    Equipment:
    Armor:
    Street clothes.
    Feet:
    Tennis shoes.
    Accessory:
    An amulet with an unknown jewel in it the jewel changes color depending on Leons mood.He doesn't know were he got it hes just always rememered having it.Light weight Tools for making bullets/arrows.
    Weapon:
    ( if we can use guns ) A Sniper rifle with a laser pointer, scope.Its capable of firing 20 rounds per second But Leo prefers not to waste his ammo. ( if we cant use guns ) a silver bow.

    Abilities:
    Great accuracy.Good at making traps/hunting

    History:
    Little is known about Leo's parents all he knows is that they abandoned him for some reason when he was a baby he was left on the doorstep of Leo Altere. Leo named the young kid after himself and even though he was 65 years old he thought of leo as his son. When the older Leo died Leo had nothing left except the small house his Gaurdian lived in.Which would soon be takin away. One day while Leo was still living after his guardian died in the same house. Police came to find out why no one was answering the phone,door,or paying the bills. ( Leo was 13 and was taught only by Leo Sr.. Leo did not go to sckool because no one knew of his existance ) Leo fled the house before the police knocked down the door. Leo survived until now by hunting with his Rifle/Bow ( depends if rifles are ok ) and selling what he caught on the streets sharpening his skill to barter. All that is known of Leo's Parents is that they might have left him with the amulet he know has Leo Sr. died before telling Leo anything about his past.

    Starting Class:Archer
    Prowess: Ice
    Armor: Street Clothes (+3DEF, +2RES)
    Feet: Tennis Shoes (+1SPD, +2DDG)
    Accessory:Amulet (+1 HP, +1 SPT, +2 LCK)
    Weapon: Sniper/Bow (+1 STR, +2 DEX)
    HP:25 (+1=33.3)
    MP:20 (+0=20)
    SP:2 (+0=2)
    Tech:1 (+0=1)
    Str:3`` (+1=4)
    Def:3`` (+3=6)
    Spirit:1 (+1=2)
    Res:1 (+2=3)
    Spd:5```` (+1=6)
    Ddg:1 (+2=3)
    Dex:1 (+2=3)
    Luck:3`` (+2=5)

    Magic Skill:
    [in adendum]

    Special Skill:
    Quick: 2SP; this basic Archer ability allows the individual to skillfully dodge the next attack.

    Technical Skill:
    [in adendum
     
  7. bamthedoc

    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    ((DB. SoulDrainer. If you're still interested, I need you to tell me (post here or via PM) >_< I'd also like to see if I can get a few more to join, hence the cheap bump >_>; Anyway... I hope to get this started very soon ^_^ ))

    NPCs

     
  8. VoxEladrin

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    * Screen Name: VoxEladrin
    * Character Name: Soaring Eagle (Actual name) Gerik (Common Name)
    * Character Planet: Terra
    * Description: Gerik (or Eagle his friends call him) is a muscular C-H- whom walks on all fours like a wolf. His eyes are gold in color and strikingly resemble a wolf as well. His hair is messy, and sandy brown in color, but seems to accent his strong facial features. He has shackles on his wrists that were shattered from a recent escape from a C-H- hating area on Terra that were using him as their pet. All of his human thoughts are mostly irrational and wild though he can say something intelligent once in a while.
    -Race: Creature-Human
    -Gender: Male
    -Age: 23 (Human Years)
    -Height: 6'0''
    -Weight: 153 lbs
    -Eye Color: Golden-Yellow
    -Hair Color: Sandy Brown
    -Physical: He is very brawny and can do most of the heavy lifting for his comrades. His muscles are solid from running on all fours and hunting with them.
    -Mental: His train of thought is focused mainly on maiming something. If he knows it is a friend, he will not harm it but if not, he'll tear it to shreds. His allies use him as a lie detector of sorts, so he gets appeasement almost every day for flesh. His wolf instincts make him very agile and a quick reaction time and his human instincts (though little) allows him to be able to talk like a human, with effort and be able to operate machinery if neccessary.
    * Equipment:
    Jumpsuit -- A simple gray, tightfitting jumpsuit shirt and slightly loose pants of the same material. Allows for quick movement without wind hinderence but lacks defence.
    Enhancer Shoes -- Enhances movement speed and agility, runs out of energy if overused
    Wolf Fang -- A chain with a carved fang dangling off. Has a special power that increases his strength but takes away most of his rational thought and sanity.
    Teeth and Claws -- He may look human, but he has wolf fangs for teeth and retractable claws on hands and feet used for maiming and tearing an opponent to shreds, making him valuble on the frontline.
    * Abilities:
    Wolf Senses -- Allows Gerik to see in the dark, hear faint noises, see further distances than a normal human and have better reflexes and agility. He doesnt have a lot of defence but his tracking abilities and pure speed make him very valuble.
    * History: Soaring Eagle was born on Terra, raised on Terra and educated on Terra. Since early childhood, people have treated him as a wild animal and less like an equal. As a child, he was more human than beast and as another year passes, more of his human self slips away, and he becomes more feral and cruel. He didn't have many friends in school but he participated in a lot of teams and won many college games and eventually graduated with an Athelete's degree. He soon joined the military after that and became the heavy-lifter. His combat abilities are more than adequate and his instincts have saved other trainees in the Virtual Reality Training Programs.


    Points Remaining: 0

    Starting Class: Fighter
    Elemental Prowes: Wind
    Armor: Jumpsuit (+1DEF, +3RES, +1SPD)
    Feet: Enhancer Shoes (+2SPD, +1DDG, +1DEX, STR halved when active)
    Accessory: Wolf Fang (+1STR, +2HP, TP disabled when active)
    Weapon: Teeth and Claws (+3STR, +1TP)
    * Hit Points: 30 (+2=50)
    * Magic Points: 20 (+0=20)
    * Spirit Points: 2 (+0=2)
    * Technical Points: 7 (+1=8)`````
    * Strength: 3 (+4=7)`
    * Defense: 2 (+1=3)
    * Spirit: 2 (+0=2)
    * Resistance: 6 (+3=9)
    * Speed: 4 (+3=7)```
    * Dodge: 3 (+1=4)``
    * Dexterity: 1 (+1=2)
    * Luck: 2 (+0=2)`

    Magic Skills
    Charge: 5MP; this basic Fighter magic doubles the attacking power of the user.
    Scale: 10MP; this basic Dragon magic doubles Resistance for short period of time.

    Special Skills
    First Aid: 2SP; this basic Fighter ability allows the individual to heal himself 10% HP.

    Technical Skills
    Wolf Fang Spin Level 1: 2TP. Spins rapidly like a drill, causing moderate damage. Exhausting if overused.

    If there is anything wrong, let me know and I'll fix it.

    Good to be rping with you again, BAM :D
     
  9. Final Warrior

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    * Screen Name: Final Warrior
    * Character Name: Raphael Griffinhart (goes by Griffinhart)
    * Character Planet: Terra
    * Description:
    -Race: Cyborg
    -Gender: Male
    -Age: 20
    -Height: 6'6"
    -Weight: 300 lbs (Mostly muscle and metal, =P)
    -Eye Color: Silver with gold
    -Hair Color: Silver, gold streaks
    -Physical: Raphael has long bangs, easily reaching below his chin, but the rest of his hair is cut in a short, "normal" fashion. Raphael is naturally swift and strong, and his mechanical augmentations make him even stronger and faster. He normally wears nothing but black clothing. He prefers black cargo pants, a black t-shirt, along with a black leather jacket and gloves. All of the zippers are silver. His gloves are custom-made, stretching to his elbows, with sippers at the wrist. Raphael also wears a necklace with a Griffin's head suspended over a sword for a medallion.
    -Mental: Raphael is so quiet that it unnerves most people around him. Beneath the seeming calm and impassivity (sp?), Raphael is quite cold and calculating, always looking for the best oppurtunities for anything and everything. On the occasion that he does talk, Raphael is very short and to-the-point. Raphael seems to live only because he isn't dead; Life has no luster for him.
    * Equipment:
    Clothes: Raphael's normal clothes, reinforced with Kevlar (or the equivalent) threads.
    Black leather boots: Raphael's black leather boots have specialized compartments in the sole, for storing small items.
    Chains: Raphael has chains wrapped around his forearms. He seems to keep these for turning his swords into lethal long-range weapons.
    Swords: A single blade, personalized and always on Raphael. It looks to be a bastard sword, though slightly more sleek.
    Necklace: Raphael's necklace is the only thing of sentimental value to him. Supposedly it does affect him somehow, but since he's never taken it off, no one knows what it does.
    * Abilities:
    Mechanic: Being a cyborg has its advantages, and this is one of them. Raphael is a very skilled mechanic, and can fix most broken everyday things. "Special" things require more time, and sometimes he can't repair them.
    Lord and Lady: Raphael's personal combat style. Raphael can only use this style if he has two swords. In the event that he has only one, he reverts to the basics of combat.
    * History:
    Raphael doesn't talk about himself, out of habit. It is known that he did not come to be by natural means, and that he was turned into a cyborg at age 16. Raphael is currently attending school, even though many objected to that, due to his being a cyborg.

    * Points Remaining: 0/10

    Starting Class: Fighter
    Elemental Prowess: Fire
    Armor: Clothes (reinforced fabrics) (+4DEF, +1RES)
    Feet: Black Leather Boots (+1DDG)
    Accessory: Chains (+1TP, offensive [+2STR] or defensive [+2DEF], defensive is default)
    Weapon: Sword (+3STR)
    * Hit Points: 45 (+0=45)
    * Magic Points: 0 (N/A)
    * Spirit Points: 4 (+0=4)
    * Technical Points: 5 (+1=6) ```
    * Strength: 8 (+3=11) ``````
    * Defense: 4 (+6=10) ``
    * Spirit: 1 (+0=1)
    * Resistance: 7 (+1=8) `
    * Speed: 1 (+1=2) `
    * Dodge: 3 (+1=4) `
    * Dexterity: 2 (+1=3) `
    * Luck: 1 (+0=1)


    Magic Skills
    [NOT AVAILABLE]

    Special Skills
    First Aid: 2SP; this basic Fighter ability allows the individual to heal himself 10% HP.

    Technical Skills
    Chains of the Sinner Style 1: 2TP; Raphael attaches chain(s) to his sword(s) and gloves, increasing his combat reach. Adds an extra 10 feet to Raphael's melee range.



    -- Griffinhart
     
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    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    Chapter One
    Mission One: Learner's Permit
    Insignia of Taslon


    Taslon finds himself in a fighting stance, surrounded, oddly enough, by various rodentia. Even as he stands there, at a loss as to how he even got to be where ever “here†is, a strange and dark light surrounds these rodents. Their bodies pulse before they rapidly grow to near human height. Though not appearing as a C-H would, they do take on human characteristics. Taslon's eyes go wide. It seems impossible to him, but he prepares himself, nonetheless. The creatures, now aglow in an unearthly glow, extremely dark and evil in nature, begin to snarl and bark at Taslon, even as foam begins to form at their mouths.

    “This isn't happening...†Taslon heaves a breath and barely has a chance to regain his bearings before the first creature lunges. His next surprise comes from how quickly his body moves to respond, and how easily the first creature falls. It's sliced, cleanly, in half, causing the rest of the creatures to take a step aback. The power he has seems too much for them, but they don't really have the intelligence to realize what just happened. Instead, they all bark at Taslon as several lunge. Closing his eyes, he is able to concentrate on Charge (-5MP). Once more, he is surprised. Not only did it not feel like it drained him, at all, but the “spell†completes itself before the creatures are even halfway to him.

    With that, Taslon draws back to use his favorite Bushido technique, Touch (-1TP). He lunges his blade, which still appears to be his wooden practice katana, forward before slicing away at such a rapid pace he's surprised his eyes can even keep up. As bits and pieces of the rodents fall to the ground, they shrink back down to their normal size. “What in the world is going on?†Taslon looks at the ground. He barely even feels that he did anything.

    “Ah. You took care of them.†A strange man steps out of a strange...nothingness before an even stranger landscape fills his entire field of vision. The man stands at around 7'4†and appears to be of average build. He carries himself with a pompous look, almost as if he is looking down on the world. His eyes are a pale gray, like he might be blind, and his hair is black, long and tied back into something like a ponytail. His skin is almost a pale tan, and his face is clean-shaven and clear. There is one, very distinctive mark. He has a long scar running from the middle of his forehead, down the left side of his face (over his eye and down the center of his left cheek), curving over his chin before turning down his neck and disappearing under his very proper appearing attire. The man doesn't move for several long moments, as if awaiting Taslon.

    Taslon looks at the man. He can't figure out what's going on! One moment, he was setting his alarm clock to get up for classes the next moment; the next he was here! He gets this sense of foreboding from the man standing before him. It's almost too much to bear! Taslon's left leg slides back, a very defensive stance is taken as he moves his blade so the hilt is pointed upwards and point downwards. He has to defend himself! “What's going on...? Who are you?!â€

    “Patience, Taslon. Patience. You may call me Crysan.†The man smirks as he holds his right hand out. What appears to be a bladeless hilt appears in midair, and it seems almost see-through...like a phantom. Crysan grasps it, and it instantly becomes solid. As he does so, the same dark, evil aura that had surrounded the rodentia now surrounds him. The aura seems to move and bend to his will, and he seems to be pushing it into the hilt. Then the hilt erupts, and a blade, seemingly of pure energy, appears. “Now defend yourself!†The man rushes Taslon!

    For all the speed Taslon felt he had before, he now feels defficient in it! Crysan's speed is beyond imagining, and it's all he can do to defend himself. “Argh!†is the only thing Taslon can say as the weight of the man's strength bears upon him. He knows he has to do something! Remember...something... That's it! “This is...JUST A DREAM!â€

    Crysan smiles. “Yes. Next time we meet, however, it will not be. Good, Taslon. Very good.†The energy of his strange sword disappears before it can do any harm. Even in a dream, Taslon's wooden blade is has a burn scar. The, once more bladeless, hilt disappears from Crysan's grasp. Even so, he smirks as he watches it appear at Taslon's side. Almost instantly thereafter, Taslon feels as if he's back to normal, but something has changed... “Remember, boy. This is but a test. When you are stronger, I will be back, as your enemy once more.†Crysan laughs. “I won't be as gentle next time!â€

    ~~~~~​

    Taslon awakes, a damp sweat covering his body, as he throws his bedsheets off. They catch enough air to fall, with a very light thud, upon the carpeted floor. He looks around, as if in disbelief, as he is now back within his room. He lets out a relieved sigh. He closes his eyes as he tries to recall the face of the man in his dream. “Crysan...†That's a name Taslon cannot allow himself to forget... He opens his eyes as he tries to remember the dream. However, he does feel different...

    Mission Complete!
    Permenant Bonus: 5​
    • Hit Points: +0
    • Magic Points: +1
    • Spirit Points: +0
    • Technical Points: +1
    • Strength: +1
    • Defense: +1
    • Spirit: +1
    • Resistance: +5
    • Speed: +0
    • Dodge: +0
    • Dexterity: +0
    • Luck: +0

    ((First person to post or PM me, will be based on post date, gets the next mission! Mission completion is not based on pass/fail except for bonuses! This is an example of a "pass" mission -- Taslon figured out it was a dream -- basically a 15 point bonus (ten points as I see and five for your to distribute). Pass or Fail, it's all good and about introductions :D Details of the mission will be described in my first post "in response" to your post or PM to me.))

    ((Have fun! ^_^ ))
     
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    The smell of Death was in the air. Again. It was always there. It was like it followed me.

    The towering man stood at least a head taller than the rest of the crowd. At least, it seemed so. Sunglasses covered his eyes, even in the night. In the darkness that he walked in, every moment of his waking life.

    And Sorrow. Sorrow was always there. Every face reminds me of her. Everything was something she once loved.

    Dressed in black to match the night, pale and mechanical. He walked down the streets, devoid of feeling, nonchalant. He walked, on and on, even as the crowd thinned out, as the streets emptied, as the noise dimmed and faded, as the lights went out. He walked, on and on.

    Let the Devil take me. I've nothing left but my sword. Let whatever God out there strike me down for not protecting her.

    And, still going, he walked into the arms of a demon. His demon. Red-eyed and raving, insane and violent, bloodthirsty with a knack for pain. All rolled up into one innocent little package. A little girl in a dark pink blouse, with a blood-red scruchy holding her hair out of her face. A little girl with a talent for killing.

    Not again. Not her, not again!

    "Hello."

    She was so innocent, no one would have thought that the Devil hid behind her smile. So cute no one thought that God's wrath was balled up into her. If an Angel's Damnation came in mortal form, it was her.

    "So we meet again?"

    What do you want?

    "I want what you want. I want you to die."

    How can you read my thoughts? How do you know what I want? Why do you want to give me what I want?"

    "I can read you thoughts because I can read your face. I know what you want because it is what I want. I'll give you what you want because I can."

    Her hand behind her back, she tilted her head and gave him the sweetest smile. A smile that could melt hearts. A smile that would have frozen his blood if his blood wasn't already frozen. Her hand came out from behind her back and she held a pistol in his face. It would have been comical, a little girl holding a gun almost as big as her arm, aiming at a man easily three times her height.

    "Good-bye, Raphael."

    It happened in slow-motion. Eight pounds of pressure being applied in a swift second, as he watched in exaggerated slow speed. A second in ten, ten in a minute. He could see the blood rushing from under her finger as the pressure increased. 6 pounds... 7... 8. In that exact nanosecond, he whipped around, dodging the metal slug. A sword came out from almost nowhere, blazing fast. Whipping around, his arm shooting out, seemingly exaggerated and stretched out a mile. It came back like a whip, slicing into the little Devil-girl like lightning if lightning carried an edge. But she wasn't there. There was only a red mist.

    BOOM.

    The report of the pistol reached his ears. Movement that broke the speed of sound. Raphael high-kicked out to the side, away from his sword. All he caught was the breeze.

    BOOM.

    Excruciating pain in his leg. Left leg. Damaged. Bleeding. Blood didn't matter, did it? He looked down. There was a gaping hole in his thigh. Spinning, Raphael pivoted on his right leg, threw his blade out.

    BOOM.

    And collapsed. His right knee was blown out. Spinning on his back, Raphael reached out with skin-covered, metal arms. All he caught was the wind.

    Click.

    "Good-bye, Raphael."

    Good-bye, little Hate. Someday I'll see you when I'm awake.

    BOOM.
    ______________​

    And then he awoke. On the ground. Bleeding. Thigh and knee. Cut on the head. But he was alive. His programming told him he was. He was laying there, in the middle of the street, early dawn. Bleeding. But how?

    BOOM.

    Construction machinery. That's why the street was empty. He looked around. Debris all over the ground. Some rocks had blood on them.

    A dream...

    He rose, dusted himself off. He'd get a leatherworker to mend his pants later. He walked off into the sunrise, but stopped abruptly.

    But mechanical minds don't dream.

    ((I might elaborate later, or leave it like this. I have to go to bed now...))
     
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    Blood. He smelled Blood. The dillectable smell of someone's freshly cut flesh. The crimson liquid oozing out of the wound. He loved blood. "Eat, brother." Rising Falcon said to him, his wolf body already coated in blood. His jowels already had their fill of human flesh. Soaring Eagle complied and started to eat. He hadn't eaten in a while. Not eaten the way he was supposed to; the way a Wolf Brother was supposed to. His golden eyes reflected the moonlight modestly. He felt so alive when he was free to roam, away from the two-legs. "Someone comes. We must depart, brother." Falcon said and he faded into the moonlight.

    Eagle looked up from his meal and saw a two-legs staring down at him with a shocked look on her face. She screamed and ran off to get help. Eagle raised a hand to stop her but the two-legs was already gone. He looked at his own hand, and realized he was like them again, only that his mind was free but the confines of a Two-legs' body stopped him from acheiving running with the wind.

    Two-legs holding clubs ran up to him and instantly began to attack him. Eagle snarled and growled then lunged at one, his claws slashing the two-legs in the face untill it was a bloody mess. He lifted his angry gold eyes up and attacked the next one, but this one sidestepped and slammed his club down into Eagle's back. He fell down and groaned.

    "Again, lad? Will you na' do tha' ter people?" Said a familiar two-leg voice. It was his captor, the one called Tristan McNeil. He was a stocky two-legs, with a scarred face and scarred hands. Most of them from trying to control Eagle. "Yer friends are all waitin' for ye." He continued. Eagle knew he was lying, trying to appear the gentle father-figure. Deep down, this man was impure and cruel. He beat Eagle constantly and then locked him away from the others in his unit like a beast.

    "Come along, lad. Let's go home." Tristan said and slapped a leesh on Eagle's collar. They walked back to the military HQ, a massive building where the other two-legs worked. Two-legs with metal inplants, Two-legs with metal brains, other Free Brothers which the two-legs called "C-H-" and regular Two-legs all inhabited this building.

    Again, Eagle was sent into his cell with plasma bars which burnt his skin if he touched it. He howled sadly and lay down to sleep.
     
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    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    ((Final Warrior: First thing's first ;) A cyborg's brain will never be replaced with a "mechanical" (aka: positronic) one. Cyborgs were orignally fully biological ;) ))

    ((VoxEladrin: I still need to know what magical skills you want and the name and description of your technical skill >_< I'll get to your introduction test once I have that and have completed Final's.))

    ((ALL: Any story events that you guys want is all fine and dandy, but any story event where I do not control the NPCs EARNS YOU NO POINTS!! What I see above are events involving NPCs. As I was not involved, there is no way to determine how much experianced was gained. You can do events of your own, don't get me wrong, but I am to be involved in all events where experianced is gained ;) Also, any changes to characters, from now on, must go through me by use of PMs.))

    ((Thanks guys!))




    Chapter One
    Mission One: Learner's Permit
    Dreams of Fire


    As Raphael walks away from where his strange nightmare occured, various rodentia begin to follow him. They are small, currently, nothing that anybody would notice as a threat. They aren't rabid or ominous, but they follow him for some reason. Then a howl issues from the darkness, and Raphael would find himself walking towards a dead-end.
     
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    ((sorry for the short post. Here's Magic Skill.

    Wolf Howl: 2MP. Howls when a friend is struck down and strength raises greatly

    ((Technical

    Wolf Fang Spin Level 1: 2TP. Spins rapidly like a drill, causing moderate damage. Exhausting if overused.
     
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    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    ((You're forgiven ;) ))

    ((Magic Skills are already..."set in stone" *sweat* You have to chose two, one from your class and the second from the "All" list. That would be Charge and an "All" magic of your choosing *nods* ))
     
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    ((In that case, Scale for Magic and Charge for Technical ;) When do I get a mission?))
     
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    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    (( :XD You make your Technical Skills, mein fruend ;) Your profile has been edited and...may as well start your mission now ^_^ I'm bored :ninja: ))




    Chapter One
    Mission One: Learner's Permit
    Unforgiving Wind


    As Tristan is walking away from Eagle's cage, an ominous aura simply appears out of nowhere. As it does, rats and rabits ( o_O; I'm being specific?!) fill Eagle's cage. "Wha' the..." Tristan isn't able to complete his sentance as a *swoosh* fills the air and fells the unsuspecting man. The vermin within Eagle's cage begin to swarm him as the unidentified figure that took down Tristan, or so it seems, remains hidden, completely, from view.
     
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    ((WEEE Commencing Unforgiving Wind, now [Tribute to Naked Snake]))

    Eagle stared at the vermin on the ground. He could hear their unintelligent whispers, beckoning to him. He saw his captor's corpse on the ground and he let out a triumphant roar. He then stopped and smelled the air, he sensed something unnatural was in the room. A cloaked figure with a nasty looking plasma scythe stood over the fresh corpse, out of sight. Had he been a normal two-legs, Eagle wouldn't have seen him. His wolf senses pinpointed the figure and he assumed a defencive (sp?), warning stance like a wolf appraising it's next prey.

    "And so, the wind's child is freed from his cage. You can see me, yes? I know you can, creature. I am here to end your suffering, and killing your owner was the first step. I will kill you next." The figure said in a flat, bored tone. He assumed his own stance and Eagle plodded out of his cage, gaze unblinking. He stared at the cloaked man with the scythe and growled threateningly.

    "Bad...Wind. You...Die." Eagle said with as good Two-legs language as he could. His claws came out of his hands and he bared his fangs and snarled. The two-legs just laughed boredly and then disappeared like the wind and swooped down on Eagle. Eagle lunged at him and sent a clawed hand at the figure with his powerful arms. The two-legs was caught square in the chest by the swing and was sent backwards. He hit a wall and then stood up after a few seconds rest.

    "Impressive, creature. You still have much to learn, however." The figure said as he suddenly appeared behind Eagle and slammed the scythe pommel into Eagle's spine, nearly paralyzing him. Eagle staggered back to his feet and then charged. He invoked his Wolf Fang chain and then his eyes flared angrily. He cast Charge on himself (-5MP) and then his muscles bulged more. He then extended his claws and swept them into a vicious uppercut, sending the figure sprawling through the air and landing hard on the cold ground. He groaned and staggered to his feet.

    With the effects of his Wolf Fang wearing off, he prepared his finishing blow. He started to spin wildly like a drill (cast Wolf Fang Spin, -2TP, TP Depleted) and sent himself flying at the two-legs. The drill ripped clean through the two-legs' chest, cutting him in two. Eagle howled with triumph and began to feed on the corpse, regaining what strength he lost.
     
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    bamthedoc King Endymion

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    ((Uh... The cage is still "active" o_O; I'll control NPCs, thank you very much ^_^; ))

    ((For the time-being, one skill/attack per post unless your speed is lightyears above (at least double) the target.))

    ((Repost, but this time as a response to the vermin and, at most, knowledge of the dark presence. When you fight him (as I told Final), YOU WILL LOSE. That is not the pass/fail condition of this mission, though ;) as you can tell from my character's mission. Just play along and you'll see how this turns out ;) ))
     
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    ((Aw man I wont feel special by making big posts :())

    Eagle stared at the vermin on the ground. He could hear their unintelligent whispers, beckoning to him. He saw his captor's corpse on the ground and he let out a triumphant roar. He then stopped and smelled the air, he sensed something unnatural was in the room. A cloaked figure with a nasty looking plasma scythe stood over the fresh corpse, out of sight. Had he been a normal two-legs, Eagle wouldn't have seen him. His wolf senses pinpointed the figure.

    He tilted his head questioningly at the figure.

    Edit: That was one of the longest battle posts I've ever done in my life too...