Background: For many centuries the Dark Lords have had conflict with the Falcon Order. Bloody battles over land, and resources. Each side having different beliefs. Then finally, the oracles came up with a solution. Both sides best warriors would be sent to the Battlegrounds, to fight for victory. They would have to survive on their own, and conquer the other force.
Info: In this rp you will pick a side, and a species. You will team up with others from your group, and at first you will have to survive. Then, wipe out the opposing order. If you die, your character will be destroyed. You can eventually make a new character. Note: There will be restrictions on new character creating, one side will win eventually. Leadership and tactics will be needed for your side to win.
1. No Godmodding
2. No metagaming
3. No powerplaying
Name:
Sex:
Age:
Side: (Falcon order or Dark Lords.)
Species: (Be a known species or make your own.)
Species abilities: (Not really required for a basic species like a vampire.)
Appearance:
Bio: (How you became a top-class warrior etc...)
Weapon(s): (You will start with this, and only this in the massive battlefield.)
Special thanks to Mafi dog for the pics.
My app:
Name: Drake
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Demon
Species abilities: Summoning and other demon-like abilities.
Appearance: Long black hair, no wings. Dark red skin.
Bio: Drake is Hades son himself. At a young age he was born with a deformity, no wings. A short while after he joined the undead army, and is known as the undead lieutenant. Soon later he was sent to the battlegrounds to represent the Dark Lords.
Weapon(s): Pitch black sword, used to fight and summon.
Dark Lords
Drake
Name: Drake
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Demon
Species abilities: Summoning and other demon-like abilities.
Appearance: Long black hair, no wings. Dark red skin.
Bio: Drake is Hades son himself. At a young age he was born with a deformity, no wings. A short while after he joined the undead army, and is known as the undead lieutenant. Soon later he was sent to the battlegrounds to represent the Dark Lords.
Weapon(s): Pitch black sword, used to fight and summon.
Znark, Meat-Chunk, and gizzle.
Name: Znark, Meat-chunk, and Gizzle Sex: All Male Age: ??? Side: Dark Lords Species: Goblin abilities: Engineering, running away, being fodder, piloting vehicles, sneaking, and making jerry-rigged devices and weapons.
Bio: This trio was born and raised in a massive goblin army, trained to be engineers and builders to fight against the Gnomes. The group was a part of the mech-scout division of the Bolt Brigade. While out scouting some enemy territory, they came across a small, little, grey box sitting in the middle of a beautiful meadow with a message on it saying, "Do not open until you are told." Well being the curious cannon fodder of goblins that they are, the fought over the box. In the middle of the fighting, there was a flash of light, and they were suddenly in the midst of the Dark Lords. Knowing that to survive, they must obey superior's command, and decided to work with the Dark Lords. And as for the box, they keep it locked away, waiting to be told when to open it.
Znark is a chubby goblin that is the pilot for their beat up mech. He, like most other goblins, is pretty short tempered and is easily excited.
Meat-chunk is the mech's skinny little engineer. He got his name from the fight pit where he kept on taking chunks of meat out of his opponents. He doesn't like to fight much, but when he has to fight, he goes beserk.
And Gizzle is in control of the mech's weapons. He likes to talk big about his war accomplishments, but when confronted, he gets scared and backs down trying to avoid a fight.
Appearance: The mech is made out of various pieces of metal and scrap wood. There are random steam pipes, gears, pulleys, bloodstains, and spikes tiking out of this raggedy mech. It looks like it shouldn't even be standing.There is a sloppily painted picture of the symbol for the Dark Lords on it's front and sides.
Znark is a chubby goblin that wears leather Armour with random plates of metal attached to it. He also wears a aviator cap and goggles. Meat-chunk wears a pair of overalls, leather apron with random parts sticking out of the pockets, and a welder's mask. He doesn't like to wear shirts. Gizzle has similar armor to that of Znark, but instead of the aviator's hat, he has a pair of binoculars where his eyes should be that rotate and zoom in and out. Weapon(s): The goblins have a beat up light scout mech. It stands at 10 feet tall, and 5 feet wide. The weapons on the mech include the spikes that cover the exterior of the mech, and two magirail guns that shoot beams of concentrated light through an arcane battery and lens. The goblins all have short swords, light magirail pistols, leather/plate armour, and goggles. Meat-Chunk doesn't use the sword, but instead uses his wrench to beat foes. Gizzle has binocular eyes that can zoom in and out to see far distance
Glacious
Name: Glacius the Coldheart.
Sex: Male
Age: 30
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Ice Elemental
Species abilities: Ice summoning and cold manipulation. Extreme resistance to physical damage.
Appearance: Glacius looks like a skeleton covered in ice, his eyes are white. He wears a white, ripped up cloak.
Bio:
Glacius thought he was a normal human. He was raised and tutored in ice magic by wizards from the Dark Lords. Glacius lived the life of a human wizard, but when he turned 18, he began his transformation. During the first months, his skin became ice cold. Eventually, it became so cold that it began snowing in his quarters. After five months, all his hair was gone, and frost started to build up on his skin while he kept getting skinnier and skinnier. By the end of the year, the only thing left of his once human form was his skeleton. He had a thin layer of ice around him at that point. Over the coming years, he was tutored in expert ice magic. His current ice coating is extremely resistant to physical damage.
Weapon(s): Can turn the ice around his arms into swords/axes and use other ice magic.
Falcon Order
Yi
Name: Yi Sex: Male Age: 19 Side: Falcon Order Species: Cyborg Species abilities: :Looks like a normal human, but is much stronger and faster. Appearance: Spoiler:
Bio: Yi was created during one of the many great wars. They called him project-00123098, aka Yi. A group of scientists developed him specifically for war. His purpose was to kill, and to win. After the wars ended, he was sent here, to represent the Falcon Order and fight for them.
Weapon(s): Two extremely sharp swords.
Edmund Hartnorth (Spy)
Name: Edmund Hartnorth Sex: male Age: 371 Side: Falcon Order Species: Lich Species abilities: undead, no need for sustinence, immortal unless phylactery is destroyed. Appearance: skeleton in brown rags with three books on hand Bio: Edmund was once a simple peasant, no battle experience, he was a victim to a necromantic cult who was trying an experimental necromantic art known as osteomancy which is the manipulation of bone. The art required that the bone must be bound to a soul and not just some skeleton. So they forced him to become a lich so he may not die in the process. They bound him to a blank book which they could burn had he defied them. They were foolish as Edmund had escaped his bond and killed them using a sword made from the bone of his own forearm. He went into shock lasting three and a half centuries he was found by the Falcon order who attacked him at first but he was unable to be slain, he explained himself and they saw an opportunity, Edmund looked like one of the undead, they could make him into a spy. They convinced the order who allowed him into thier ranks. The blank book that bound him to this world became his journal.
Weapon(s): other than his journal/phylactery he has the book of osteomancy that was left by the cult. With this he will learn to alter his bones into weaponry, (his left arm is still a sword)
Lief
Name: Lief Sex: Male Age: 23 Side: Falcon Order (Fun Fact: Normally I play bad guys) Species: Elf Species abilities: Great agility, great accuracy with bow Appearance: Lief is a tall young elf with dirty blond hair. He wears a long brown tunic with a shortsword strapped to his pant leg. Bio: Lief grew up in a small village and loved watching the soldiers as a kid. He built his first bow when he was 5 out of twigs and grass. Now, he is great at putting things together and is very intelligent. At the age of 18, Lief moved away from his village to train as a soldier.
Weapon(s): Lief's Handcrafted Bow and 2 quivers filled with arrows.
Name: Yi
Sex: Male
Age: 19
Side: Falcon Order
Species: Cyborg
Species abilities: :Looks like a normal human, but is much stronger and faster.
Appearance:
Bio: Yi was created during one of the many great wars. They called him project-00123098, aka Yi. A group of scientists developed him specifically for war. His purpose was to kill, and to win. After the wars ended, he was sent here, to represent the Falcon Order and fight for them.
Weapon(s): Two extremely sharp swords.
((Erm jubjub, I'm pretty sure this is classic fantasy not scifan))
Name: Edmund Hartnorth
Sex: male
Age: 371
Side: Falcon Order
Species: Lich
Species abilities: undead, no need for sustinence, immortal unless phylactery is destroyed.
Appearance: skeleton in brown rags with three books on hand
Bio: Edmund was once a simple peasant, no battle experience, he was a victim to a necromantic cult who was trying an experimental necromantic art known as osteomancy which is the manipulation of bone. The art required that the bone must be bound to a soul and not just some skeleton. So they forced him to become a lich so he may not die in the process. They bound him to a blank book which they could burn had he defied them. They were foolish as Edmund had escaped his bond and killed them using a sword made from the bone of his own forearm. He went into shock lasting three and a half centuries he was found by the Falcon order who attacked him at first but he was unable to be slain, he explained himself and they saw an opportunity, Edmund looked like one of the undead, they could make him into a spy. They convinced the order who allowed him into thier ranks. The blank book that bound him to this world became his journal.
Weapon(s): other than his journal/phylactery he has the book of osteomancy that was left by the cult. With this he will learn to alter his bones into weaponry, (his left arm is still a sword)
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Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
((then I wish your RP luck for it look's awesome))
((Honestly you're fine. Just fix your grammar mistakes and write a short bio and you'll be accepted.))
((Btw all, writing the opening post in an hour or so.))
Name: Lief
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Side: Falcon Order (Fun Fact: Normally I play bad guys)
Species: Elf
Species abilities: Great agility, great accuracy with bow
Appearance: Lief is a tall young elf with dirty blond hair. He wears a long brown tunic with a shortsword strapped to his pant leg.
Bio: Lief grew up in a small village and loved watching the soldiers as a kid. He built his first bow when he was 5 out of twigs and grass. Now, he is great at putting things together and is very intelligent. At the age of 18, Lief moved away from his village to train as a soldier.
Weapon(s): Lief's Handcrafted Bow and 2 quivers filled with arrows.
((Accepted. To anyone new, we need some guys on the Dark Lords!))
((Opening post.))
Drake wakes up and looks around. He's on top of a small mountain. He surveys the landscape, trees to the north, south, and west. And a desert behind him. He squints and makes out the purple forcefield surrounding the arena. "So." Drake says, "I'm finally here." He gets up and sees multiple people laying down, some of them not yet moving. A voice booms inside of his head. "You have one hour, get with your side and set up a base camp. That is the only tip we will ever give, you're on your own from now. The last group living will win the war, ending it once and for all." Drake looks around for anybody from the Dark Lords remembering his training. "Looks like it's only me for now." Drake says. "I've got to get out of here." He clambers down the mountain and disappears into the northern forest.
((Everyone will hear the voice.))
((Every character will spawn on this mountain. New characters, made from now on, will spawn in their designated groups base/camp.))
Yi awakes with a boom of voice in his head.
"Ah, I'm here." He says.
He gets up and sees an elf.
"Hey," Yi says before he leaves"wait up."
He jumps down and lands next to the elf his swords jangling on his back.
"Let's go." He says smiling.
Name: Znark, Meat-chunk, and Gizzle Sex: All Male Age: ??? Side: Dark Lords Species: Goblin abilities: Engineering, running away, being fodder, piloting vehicles, sneaking, and making jerry-rigged devices and weapons.
Bio: This trio was born and raised in a massive goblin army, trained to be engineers and builders to fight against the Gnomes. The group was a part of the mech-scout division of the Bolt Brigade. While out scouting some enemy territory, they came across a small, little, grey box sitting in the middle of a beautiful meadow with a message on it saying, "Do not open until you are told." Well being the curious cannon fodder of goblins that they are, the fought over the box. In the middle of the fighting, there was a flash of light, and they were suddenly in the midst of the Dark Lords. Knowing that to survive, they must obey superior's command, and decided to work with the Dark Lords. And as for the box, they keep it locked away, waiting to be told when to open it.
Znark is a chubby goblin that is the pilot for their beat up mech. He, like most other goblins, is pretty short tempered and is easily excited.
Meat-chunk is the mech's skinny little engineer. He got his name from the fight pit where he kept on taking chunks of meat out of his opponents. He doesn't like to fight much, but when he has to fight, he goes beserk.
And Gizzle is in control of the mech's weapons. He likes to talk big about his war accomplishments, but when confronted, he gets scared and backs down trying to avoid a fight.
Appearance:
The mech is made out of various pieces of metal and scrap wood. There are random steam pipes, gears, pulleys, bloodstains, and spikes tiking out of this raggedy mech. It looks like it shouldn't even be standing.There is a sloppily painted picture of the symbol for the Dark Lords on it's front and sides.
Znark is a chubby goblin that wears leather Armour with random plates of metal attached to it. He also wears a aviator cap and goggles.
Meat-chunk wears a pair of overalls, leather apron with random parts sticking out of the pockets, and a welder's mask. He doesn't like to wear shirts.
Gizzle has similar armor to that of Znark, but instead of the aviator's hat, he has a pair of binoculars where his eyes should be that rotate and zoom in and out. Weapon(s): The goblins have a beat up light scout mech. It stands at 10 feet tall, and 5 feet wide. The weapons on the mech include the spikes that cover the exterior of the mech, and two magirail guns that shoot beams of concentrated light through an arcane battery and lens. The goblins all have short swords, light magirail pistols, leather/plate armour, and goggles. Meat-Chunk doesn't use the sword, but instead uses his wrench to beat foes. Gizzle has binocular eyes that can zoom in and out to see far distances.
Name: Znark, Meat-chunk, and Gizzle Sex: All Male Age: ??? Side: Falcon Order Species: Goblin abilities: Engineering, running away, being fodder, piloting vehicles, sneaking, and making jerry-rigged devices and weapons.
Bio: This trio was born and raised in a massive goblin army, trained to be engineers and builders to fight against the Gnomes. The group was a part of the mech-scout division of the Bolt Brigade. While out scouting some enemy territory, they came across a small, little, grey box sitting in the middle of a beautiful meadow with a message on it saying, "Do not open until you are told." Well being the curious cannon fodder of goblins that they are, the fought over the box. In the middle of the fighting, there was a flash of light, and they were suddenly in the midst of the Falcon Order. Knowing that to survive, they must obey superior's command, and decided to work with the Falcon Order. And as for the box, they keep it locked away, waiting to be told when to open it.
Znark is a chubby goblin that is the pilot for their beat up mech. He, like most other goblins, is pretty short tempered and is easily excited.
Meat-chunk is the mech's skinny little engineer. He got his name from the fight pit where he kept on taking chunks of meat out of his opponents. He doesn't like to fight much, but when he has to fight, he goes beserk.
And Gizzle is in control of the mech's weapons. He likes to talk big about his war accomplishments, but when confronted, he gets scared and backs down trying to avoid a fight.
Appearance:
The mech is made out of various pieces of metal and scrap wood. There are random steam pipes, gears, pulleys, bloodstains, and spikes tiking out of this raggedy mech. It looks like it shouldn't even be standing.There is a sloppily painted picture of the symbol for the Falcons Order on it's front and sides.
Znark is a chubby goblin that wears leather Armour with random plates of metal attached to it. He also wears a aviator cap and goggles.
Meat-chunk wears a pair of overalls, leather apron with random parts sticking out of the pockets, and a welder's mask. He doesn't like to wear shirts.
Gizzle has similar armor to that of Znark, but instead of the aviator's hat, he has a pair of binoculars where his eyes should be that rotate and zoom in and out. Weapon(s): The goblins have a beat up light scout mech. It stands at 10 feet tall, and 5 feet wide. The weapons on the mech include the spikes that cover the exterior of the mech, and two magirail guns that shoot beams of concentrated light through an arcane battery and lens. The goblins all have short swords, light magirail pistols, leather/plate armour, and goggles. Meat-Chunk doesn't use the sword, but instead uses his wrench to beat foes. Gizzle has binocular eyes that can zoom in and out to see far distances.
((Would you mind being on the Dark Lords? Your characters fit pretty well, I understand if you want to be on the Falcon Order though. Make your decision then you can rp. Accepted regardless.))
((I'll switch to the Dark Lords. Albeit I'll play these guys like ultra survivalists and could switch sides easily depending on the situation. And thanks for the acceptance!))
((You may start Rp'ing. Just wake up on the mountain and travel down to my character.))
Drake reaches the bottom of the mountain.
"I've gotta set up some kind of camp." He says.
He travels farther into the forest and reaches a clearing.
"Not a bad spot." He says examining the area.
"AAAAAAight Znark, where the crap are we now?" shouts a tired goblin.
"We are where we are! Where else Gizzle?" Znark smacks Gizzle in the back of the head. "Meat-chunk, prepare the engines, we are movin in some direction."
"We gotta let em' 'eat up first" screams a third goblin from somewhere down below.
After a few minutes of the goblins arguing as to which way to go, Gizzle refocuses his eyes onto a small smoke trail. "OY! Someone here has started a fire!" He smacks Znark, "Lets get going fat-wad"
"Shut-up" replies Znark as he clambers into the pilot's seat. "Engines ready?"
"Yup!"
"FULL SPEED A HEAD!" screams Znark. The mech starts running towards the camp fire.
Drake notices three goblins approaching in a machine.
"You guys are on the Dark Lords side." Drake reminds himself.
"Welcome to the battlefield."
"At the mountain I counted three guys from the Falcon Order."
"Luckily I was the first one awake."
((Hitting the hay. Ill post an accept apps tomorrow.))
((Actually you can't count me as Falcon, I'm a Spy remember?))
Edmund woke up and remembered his mission, he removes an ankle bone and tosses it in the elf's quiver, as he walks away. He turns to go toward the Dark Lord Camp. There were Three Goblins and a demon. Were they really the best of the Dark Lords? He couldn't tell by looks but he will soon find out...
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Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
((Time displacement, just because I posted later than you doesn't mean I can't wake up at the same time
Also that's power playing you don't control Yi, jubjub does, and if you're going to speak, do so not just say you did, this is a roleplay after all,))
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
((Your character seems powerful FireHazard. But I trust you not to be overpowered. Accepted. You will wake up and travel down to the Dark Lords camp.))
Drake sighs and start setting up a camp.
After two or so hours, a makeshift wooden tepee is set up.
He sees a lich approaching.
"Welcome." Drake says knowing that the lich's are on the Dark Lords side. (He doesn't know that the lich is a spy at this moment.)
"We are just starting up a camp."
Yi starts gathering sticks, getting a huge bundle he returns to the elf also carrying some berries in a makeshift sack.
"This is all I got." He says to the elf.
"What's your name by the way?"
"I'm Yi."
((By the way, controlling my character to do some simple actions is no big deal.))
Info: In this rp you will pick a side, and a species. You will team up with others from your group, and at first you will have to survive. Then, wipe out the opposing order. If you die, your character will be destroyed. You can eventually make a new character. Note: There will be restrictions on new character creating, one side will win eventually. Leadership and tactics will be needed for your side to win.
1. No Godmodding
2. No metagaming
3. No powerplaying
Name:
Sex:
Age:
Side: (Falcon order or Dark Lords.)
Species: (Be a known species or make your own.)
Species abilities: (Not really required for a basic species like a vampire.)
Appearance:
Bio: (How you became a top-class warrior etc...)
Weapon(s): (You will start with this, and only this in the massive battlefield.)
Special thanks to Mafi dog for the pics.
My app:
Name: Drake
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Demon
Species abilities: Summoning and other demon-like abilities.
Appearance: Long black hair, no wings. Dark red skin.
Bio: Drake is Hades son himself. At a young age he was born with a deformity, no wings. A short while after he joined the undead army, and is known as the undead lieutenant. Soon later he was sent to the battlegrounds to represent the Dark Lords.
Weapon(s): Pitch black sword, used to fight and summon.
Dark Lords
Drake
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Demon
Species abilities: Summoning and other demon-like abilities.
Appearance: Long black hair, no wings. Dark red skin.
Bio: Drake is Hades son himself. At a young age he was born with a deformity, no wings. A short while after he joined the undead army, and is known as the undead lieutenant. Soon later he was sent to the battlegrounds to represent the Dark Lords.
Weapon(s): Pitch black sword, used to fight and summon.
Sex: All Male
Age: ???
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Goblin
abilities: Engineering, running away, being fodder, piloting vehicles, sneaking, and making jerry-rigged devices and weapons.
Bio: This trio was born and raised in a massive goblin army, trained to be engineers and builders to fight against the Gnomes. The group was a part of the mech-scout division of the Bolt Brigade. While out scouting some enemy territory, they came across a small, little, grey box sitting in the middle of a beautiful meadow with a message on it saying, "Do not open until you are told." Well being the curious cannon fodder of goblins that they are, the fought over the box. In the middle of the fighting, there was a flash of light, and they were suddenly in the midst of the Dark Lords. Knowing that to survive, they must obey superior's command, and decided to work with the Dark Lords. And as for the box, they keep it locked away, waiting to be told when to open it.
Znark is a chubby goblin that is the pilot for their beat up mech. He, like most other goblins, is pretty short tempered and is easily excited.
Meat-chunk is the mech's skinny little engineer. He got his name from the fight pit where he kept on taking chunks of meat out of his opponents. He doesn't like to fight much, but when he has to fight, he goes beserk.
And Gizzle is in control of the mech's weapons. He likes to talk big about his war accomplishments, but when confronted, he gets scared and backs down trying to avoid a fight.
Appearance:
The mech is made out of various pieces of metal and scrap wood. There are random steam pipes, gears, pulleys, bloodstains, and spikes tiking out of this raggedy mech. It looks like it shouldn't even be standing.There is a sloppily painted picture of the symbol for the Dark Lords on it's front and sides.
Znark is a chubby goblin that wears leather Armour with random plates of metal attached to it. He also wears a aviator cap and goggles.
Meat-chunk wears a pair of overalls, leather apron with random parts sticking out of the pockets, and a welder's mask. He doesn't like to wear shirts.
Gizzle has similar armor to that of Znark, but instead of the aviator's hat, he has a pair of binoculars where his eyes should be that rotate and zoom in and out.
Weapon(s): The goblins have a beat up light scout mech. It stands at 10 feet tall, and 5 feet wide. The weapons on the mech include the spikes that cover the exterior of the mech, and two magirail guns that shoot beams of concentrated light through an arcane battery and lens. The goblins all have short swords, light magirail pistols, leather/plate armour, and goggles. Meat-Chunk doesn't use the sword, but instead uses his wrench to beat foes. Gizzle has binocular eyes that can zoom in and out to see far distance
Glacious
Sex: Male
Age: 30
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Ice Elemental
Species abilities: Ice summoning and cold manipulation. Extreme resistance to physical damage.
Appearance: Glacius looks like a skeleton covered in ice, his eyes are white. He wears a white, ripped up cloak.
Bio:
Glacius thought he was a normal human. He was raised and tutored in ice magic by wizards from the Dark Lords. Glacius lived the life of a human wizard, but when he turned 18, he began his transformation. During the first months, his skin became ice cold. Eventually, it became so cold that it began snowing in his quarters. After five months, all his hair was gone, and frost started to build up on his skin while he kept getting skinnier and skinnier. By the end of the year, the only thing left of his once human form was his skeleton. He had a thin layer of ice around him at that point. Over the coming years, he was tutored in expert ice magic. His current ice coating is extremely resistant to physical damage.
Weapon(s): Can turn the ice around his arms into swords/axes and use other ice magic.
Yi
Sex: Male
Age: 19
Side: Falcon Order
Species: Cyborg
Species abilities: :Looks like a normal human, but is much stronger and faster.
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Bio: Yi was created during one of the many great wars. They called him project-00123098, aka Yi. A group of scientists developed him specifically for war. His purpose was to kill, and to win. After the wars ended, he was sent here, to represent the Falcon Order and fight for them.
Weapon(s): Two extremely sharp swords.
Sex: male
Age: 371
Side: Falcon Order
Species: Lich
Species abilities: undead, no need for sustinence, immortal unless phylactery is destroyed.
Appearance: skeleton in brown rags with three books on hand
Bio: Edmund was once a simple peasant, no battle experience, he was a victim to a necromantic cult who was trying an experimental necromantic art known as osteomancy which is the manipulation of bone. The art required that the bone must be bound to a soul and not just some skeleton. So they forced him to become a lich so he may not die in the process. They bound him to a blank book which they could burn had he defied them. They were foolish as Edmund had escaped his bond and killed them using a sword made from the bone of his own forearm. He went into shock lasting three and a half centuries he was found by the Falcon order who attacked him at first but he was unable to be slain, he explained himself and they saw an opportunity, Edmund looked like one of the undead, they could make him into a spy. They convinced the order who allowed him into thier ranks. The blank book that bound him to this world became his journal.
Weapon(s): other than his journal/phylactery he has the book of osteomancy that was left by the cult. With this he will learn to alter his bones into weaponry, (his left arm is still a sword)
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Side: Falcon Order (Fun Fact: Normally I play bad guys)
Species: Elf
Species abilities: Great agility, great accuracy with bow
Appearance: Lief is a tall young elf with dirty blond hair. He wears a long brown tunic with a shortsword strapped to his pant leg.
Bio: Lief grew up in a small village and loved watching the soldiers as a kid. He built his first bow when he was 5 out of twigs and grass. Now, he is great at putting things together and is very intelligent. At the age of 18, Lief moved away from his village to train as a soldier.
Weapon(s): Lief's Handcrafted Bow and 2 quivers filled with arrows.
Sex: Male
Age: 19
Side: Falcon Order
Species: Cyborg
Species abilities: :Looks like a normal human, but is much stronger and faster.
Appearance:
Weapon(s): Two extremely sharp swords.
Name: Edmund Hartnorth
Sex: male
Age: 371
Side: Falcon Order
Species: Lich
Species abilities: undead, no need for sustinence, immortal unless phylactery is destroyed.
Appearance: skeleton in brown rags with three books on hand
Bio: Edmund was once a simple peasant, no battle experience, he was a victim to a necromantic cult who was trying an experimental necromantic art known as osteomancy which is the manipulation of bone. The art required that the bone must be bound to a soul and not just some skeleton. So they forced him to become a lich so he may not die in the process. They bound him to a blank book which they could burn had he defied them. They were foolish as Edmund had escaped his bond and killed them using a sword made from the bone of his own forearm. He went into shock lasting three and a half centuries he was found by the Falcon order who attacked him at first but he was unable to be slain, he explained himself and they saw an opportunity, Edmund looked like one of the undead, they could make him into a spy. They convinced the order who allowed him into thier ranks. The blank book that bound him to this world became his journal.
Weapon(s): other than his journal/phylactery he has the book of osteomancy that was left by the cult. With this he will learn to alter his bones into weaponry, (his left arm is still a sword)
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
((Sorry, Denied. No bio and the grammar is weak. :/))
((This is perfectly fine.))
((Honestly you're fine. Just fix your grammar mistakes and write a short bio and you'll be accepted.))
((Btw all, writing the opening post in an hour or so.))
((Accepted. To anyone new, we need some guys on the Dark Lords!))
((Opening post.))
Drake wakes up and looks around. He's on top of a small mountain. He surveys the landscape, trees to the north, south, and west. And a desert behind him. He squints and makes out the purple forcefield surrounding the arena. "So." Drake says, "I'm finally here." He gets up and sees multiple people laying down, some of them not yet moving. A voice booms inside of his head. "You have one hour, get with your side and set up a base camp. That is the only tip we will ever give, you're on your own from now. The last group living will win the war, ending it once and for all." Drake looks around for anybody from the Dark Lords remembering his training. "Looks like it's only me for now." Drake says. "I've got to get out of here." He clambers down the mountain and disappears into the northern forest.
((Everyone will hear the voice.))
((Every character will spawn on this mountain. New characters, made from now on, will spawn in their designated groups base/camp.))
"Ah, I'm here." He says.
He gets up and sees an elf.
"Hey," Yi says before he leaves"wait up."
He jumps down and lands next to the elf his swords jangling on his back.
"Let's go." He says smiling.
Sex: All Male
Age: ???
Side: Dark Lords
Species: Goblin
abilities: Engineering, running away, being fodder, piloting vehicles, sneaking, and making jerry-rigged devices and weapons.
Bio: This trio was born and raised in a massive goblin army, trained to be engineers and builders to fight against the Gnomes. The group was a part of the mech-scout division of the Bolt Brigade. While out scouting some enemy territory, they came across a small, little, grey box sitting in the middle of a beautiful meadow with a message on it saying, "Do not open until you are told." Well being the curious cannon fodder of goblins that they are, the fought over the box. In the middle of the fighting, there was a flash of light, and they were suddenly in the midst of the Dark Lords. Knowing that to survive, they must obey superior's command, and decided to work with the Dark Lords. And as for the box, they keep it locked away, waiting to be told when to open it.
Znark is a chubby goblin that is the pilot for their beat up mech. He, like most other goblins, is pretty short tempered and is easily excited.
Meat-chunk is the mech's skinny little engineer. He got his name from the fight pit where he kept on taking chunks of meat out of his opponents. He doesn't like to fight much, but when he has to fight, he goes beserk.
And Gizzle is in control of the mech's weapons. He likes to talk big about his war accomplishments, but when confronted, he gets scared and backs down trying to avoid a fight.
Appearance:
The mech is made out of various pieces of metal and scrap wood. There are random steam pipes, gears, pulleys, bloodstains, and spikes tiking out of this raggedy mech. It looks like it shouldn't even be standing.There is a sloppily painted picture of the symbol for the Dark Lords on it's front and sides.
Znark is a chubby goblin that wears leather Armour with random plates of metal attached to it. He also wears a aviator cap and goggles.
Meat-chunk wears a pair of overalls, leather apron with random parts sticking out of the pockets, and a welder's mask. He doesn't like to wear shirts.
Gizzle has similar armor to that of Znark, but instead of the aviator's hat, he has a pair of binoculars where his eyes should be that rotate and zoom in and out.
Weapon(s): The goblins have a beat up light scout mech. It stands at 10 feet tall, and 5 feet wide. The weapons on the mech include the spikes that cover the exterior of the mech, and two magirail guns that shoot beams of concentrated light through an arcane battery and lens. The goblins all have short swords, light magirail pistols, leather/plate armour, and goggles. Meat-Chunk doesn't use the sword, but instead uses his wrench to beat foes. Gizzle has binocular eyes that can zoom in and out to see far distances.
((Would you mind being on the Dark Lords? Your characters fit pretty well, I understand if you want to be on the Falcon Order though. Make your decision then you can rp. Accepted regardless.))
Drake reaches the bottom of the mountain.
"I've gotta set up some kind of camp." He says.
He travels farther into the forest and reaches a clearing.
"Not a bad spot." He says examining the area.
"We are where we are! Where else Gizzle?" Znark smacks Gizzle in the back of the head. "Meat-chunk, prepare the engines, we are movin in some direction."
"We gotta let em' 'eat up first" screams a third goblin from somewhere down below.
After a few minutes of the goblins arguing as to which way to go, Gizzle refocuses his eyes onto a small smoke trail. "OY! Someone here has started a fire!" He smacks Znark, "Lets get going fat-wad"
"Shut-up" replies Znark as he clambers into the pilot's seat. "Engines ready?"
"Yup!"
"FULL SPEED A HEAD!" screams Znark. The mech starts running towards the camp fire.
"You guys are on the Dark Lords side." Drake reminds himself.
"Welcome to the battlefield."
"At the mountain I counted three guys from the Falcon Order."
"Luckily I was the first one awake."
((Hitting the hay. Ill post an accept apps tomorrow.))
Edmund woke up and remembered his mission, he removes an ankle bone and tosses it in the elf's quiver, as he walks away. He turns to go toward the Dark Lord Camp. There were Three Goblins and a demon. Were they really the best of the Dark Lords? He couldn't tell by looks but he will soon find out...
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Also that's power playing you don't control Yi, jubjub does, and if you're going to speak, do so not just say you did, this is a roleplay after all,))
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Drake sighs and start setting up a camp.
After two or so hours, a makeshift wooden tepee is set up.
He sees a lich approaching.
"Welcome." Drake says knowing that the lich's are on the Dark Lords side. (He doesn't know that the lich is a spy at this moment.)
"We are just starting up a camp."
"This is all I got." He says to the elf.
"What's your name by the way?"
"I'm Yi."
((By the way, controlling my character to do some simple actions is no big deal.))