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Posted 12 November 2012 - 11:42 PM

Modern times... everything's normal, right? Nothing like magic, or dragons exist, and that guy over there drinking huge jugs of hot sauce... is just some weird guy right?

WRONG! As you've been taught (or will be, soon), not everything in this world is as it seems... there are creatures among us, not the least of which are dragons. There are also those who protect these creatures from harm...most of whom can use a certain energy, aptly dubbed 'magic'... now, what are these people protecting the likes of dragons, golems, phoenixes, and other things from? Another group of people who are dedicated to hunting down, and destroying all things they deem as 'unnatural', these people tend to think of magic as a 'demon's curse on Earth', however, are capable of using it, themselves.

Oddly enough, guns don't seem to work all too well against magic-users, so both groups continue to use swords, axes, and the like (yes, including bows, and crossbows)... so, where do you stand on all of this?

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Posted 12 November 2012 - 11:50 PM

Name: Emile Powers
Age: 17
Species: Human('Cause I lack inspiration for anything original)
Species description: --
Species Skills/magic: --
Magic: None... That he knows of...(Maybe later in the RP... Drawing a blank right now...))
Skills: Somewhat skilled at swordplay; Though he prefers to shoot his bow and arrow.  He may not be athletic, but he is a pretty fast climber.  He has basic survival skills.
Appearance: He is a fairly tan, hispanic male.  He stands at about 5' 4".  Emile usually wears a thin blue jacket over a black T-shirt, black pants with a thin white stripe on the outside, dark grey sneakers, and a black cap to hide his unkept black hair(Lots of black, lol).  He has extremely dark brown eyes.
Bio: Emile lived a pretty average life.  He got mostly A's and B's in school.  He did not get bullied too much and his parents were not nosy.  Though he was occasionally called names, he did not get into physical fights-a lot.
When Emile was in eighth grade, life got a bit more interesting.  On his way home from school one day, he came across a boy being bullied.  Instinctively, he tackled the bully from behind.  After a small fight, lets just say that boy never messed with either of them again.  Emile learned the bully's victim's name was Jordan.  Though it started off as simply sitting somewhat nearby at lunch, their relation ship developed into a close friendship.  They walked to the bus every day and would visit each other most days of the week.
After several years of their friendship, Jordan suddenly stopped showing up to school.  Everyone gets sick once in a while the first day.  Second day, maybe it is a bit worse.  Week, maybe it is a bad illness.  A month, something is wrong.  No one ever answered the phone anymore; Not even Jordan's parents.  Eventually, Emile decided to go see what was up at their house.  He picked the lock near midnight and was horrified at what he saw.  He saw loads of things tipped over and some of the photos cracked; the most disturbing thing was bits of flesh around and the dried blood.  He was almost sick to his stomache, but he kept going deeper in the house.  He went to the area in the house only Jordan and him knew about.  In the small room, he found a note with a few drops of blood on it.  The quickly written and barely legible note read:
"If you are reading this, Emile, then I am probably either dead or no longer in the area.  Listen, this world is not what it seems!  I am not a normal boy as you and I always thought...Dragons are what my parents and I am!  I know I am thought not to exist, but it is true.  Now that you have read this, I need a favor.  You are not supposed to know about this, so keep it secret!  When you graduate school, look for this organization called the "Mystic Prot-" The letter ends with the last letter ending with a scribble as if his hand fell, along with quite a bit more blood.
He cried for a bit after reading the letter.  He fled the house crushed and got a scolding from his mother for being out so late.  He now raoms looking for for this "Mystic Prot" to find out what happened to his friend and possibly avenge his death.
Alignment: (Will be) Mystic Protection Agency
Other: This definitely took more than 4 minutes to write!

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Posted 12 November 2012 - 11:52 PM

((Already sent you my app.))

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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:03 AM

Name: Ona T'kel Deathscale

Age: Born in the Plain of Burning Ice in the Era of the Monstrosities, Year 33961: 6,839 years old.

Species: Huron

Species description: The Hurons. In a rare case that a Black Dragon of soul can take away the very being of a Red Dragon of the Mind, that Dragon turns into a Human, actually no, a Huron. A human that, every so often, may transform into his original Dragon Form, it is not as strong as it naturally used to be.. but it still flies!

Species Skills/magic: All Hurons were once Dragons, so they have assorted abilities...

Magic: Mind Reading, Erasing Small amounts of Memory, and Fire Breath.. fire breath is restricted to Dragon Form (Please?)

Skills: When I transform into human form, my Fire Breath ability is taken from me and falls in the form of a heavy mace called the Her'Gett Flame. It can be flipped back into a lock to shoot burning Crossbow Bolts.

Appearance: I have shoulder length, unkempt brown hair, and olive green eyes... in my muscular right hand I carry a huge mace.... the top of it as large as a small hedge! I am a little taller then most Humans, all Hurons are, but, unless I transform.. I will probably tell everyone that I am Human, but, in the mean time... I'm naked...

Bio: Ona T'kel Deathscale... the Last living heir to the Throne of Her'Gett Deathscale, has at last faced his long sworn Enemy, Thal'Tek... and in a massive battle... Thal'tek Managed to Grasp Ona's Sould... and tear it apart... Ona did not die. That is the Black Dragon's catch. They cannot Kill! But, in a final attemp, as Ona fell through the portal to Modern Day Earth.. he reached out with his mind... he could feel himself changing.. first his wings.. then his scales... as he slowly turned human, time seemed to slow down... as he entered Thal'Tek's unprotected mind.. and tore away his memories and drove him insane..... What seemed like an eternity later, Ona crashed to the ground in a Meteor-Style crator.... he stood.. and looked around... he saw a mace next to him.. he picked it up and swung it around... and smiled... he limped off the the nearby town, quite visible... naked... and injured..

Alignment: -

Other: Neh..

((Heh, warning this is a character crossover from the RP i made...))

((HERE IS MY EDIT!))
((4))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:11 AM

Name: Deravan Letendre (unoriginal name... I know)
Age: 19

Species:
Human???? (Specie power and name will be revealed later in rp)
Species description:
(Same as Specie)
Species Skills/magic:
(Later revealed.)


Magic: Rune magic. Can create runes on equipment, on apply runes on people to do different effect. Right now he has 3 runes:

Rune of shock: Apply a discharge on the target, or add a shocking attack to a weapon
Rune of blaze:  Set the target ablaze, or add a fire coating to a weapon.
Rune of regeneration: When applied to a target, wounds heal at an incredible speed. Useful when used on bandages.

Skills: Strong on hand-to-hand combat. He is also good with a crossbow.
Appearance:
(Because I hate describing... and trying to think about a apparence... Decided this from kh3d)
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Bio:

Deravan had a normal life. Normal school, normal parents. Everything seemed normal for him, nothing real spectacular. Life was rather dull... until he met his best friend at the age of 15.  It all started over a small gaming competition. Not much else that could be added. But after a while, it was only him, and his soon to be best friend. They were at it, shooting in the game, going tactic, moving full speed and jumping around. When the match had ended, he had been beaten, but by a very close score. The difference was all in one kill in the game. Deravan should have been bummed about losing, but the guy walked up to him. He was smiling. He told him that he never had so much a challenge in that game, and that they should do it more often. He gave him his address. Deravan did not know what to do. He wanted to beat that guy, prove his worth. So he did go to his house, and they started playing more. The more they played, the better friends they become. It was like a friendly competition between the two.

A month after thought, his friend showed him.... what he really was. He told him to never tell anyone. He was a light dragon, and his parents also... Deravan was very surprise by the fact, but kept the secret. They continued to have fun, even with that secret that was out. Sometimes his friend would go and give him a flight in the sky, just for the heck of it. Everything was great... until that day.

Deravan was 18. He was at his friend house, playing and having the normal competition, when someone ran the doorbell. His friend looked at him, and went to answer. Then... the door broke loose. Man with armor and swords rushed in the house, and killed his friends parents. Deravan could not believe it. He was scared. His friend looked at him, and told him to run, before getting hit and killed by a sword. Something then... broke loose in Deravan. A pure hatred... a pure rage. He rushed to the man that killed his friend, and grabbed his sword with full... inhuman force. He then hit the man right in the chest, sending him flying and... setting him ablaze! The others man then tried to go and hit Deravan, but then Deravans new sword was set in fire, and he started to strike the man full force, cutting them into pieces. After the mans were dead... Deravan had passed out.

He woke up the next day in the hospital. People said that some pyromaniacs had set the house on fire... and that Deravan was saved by the firefighter. But Deravan knew what happen. He looked at his hand that had some burn marks. How did he... do that... and how did he survive that fire. And... who were these man. He felt rage inside of him. A demand for justice.

Weeks later, he had exited the hospital, but never the same. That day was marked in his soul as deep as it could be. He had soon learned by himself some new rune skills. He also heard... something about a Mystic Protection Agency, thought he did not know where they were. He had kept searching for them in his spare time, wishing that one day, he could exact revenge for his friend.

Alignment: Mystic Protection Agency
Other:
I really need to think about a race soon... I had the idea for skills, but not for Specie... He seem human, but will discover later in RP his true nature.

And 4 future referrence... rules are important.

Give respect. Because if you dont, you are gonna fear my newspaper
And now... I am out of the forum games and roleplay... posting elsewhere... 0.o


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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:14 AM

Name: Robert Morris
Age: 22
Species: Dragon
Species description: Dragons are large, reptilian creatures who possess wings. Their scale colors can vary wildly from father to son, and even from twin to twin. They have human, or above human intellegence, and usually have huge claws on any and all of their non-wing limbs. Their scutes tend to be a different color than their normal scale color, and their eyes have slitted pupils...oddly enough, they can actually see very well, and even in color. They can be anywhere from 5'-10' tall, and are...oddly lighter than humans, on average. They sometimes have spikes running down their spine, and can be either bipedal, or quadrapedal.
Species Skills/magic: Dragons are always capable of flight (unless they get too fat), and can usually breathe fire, or... something else. They are oddly adept at using illusion magic, and their eyes can see right through any illusions anyone else would make... however, their bones are hollow, and they depend on not getting hit with any kind of blunt weapon... such as a hammer. Any other abilities they may have are from the individual, not the species, itself.
Magic: Robert is, or will be, gifted at using lightning-based magic, he can also heal, somewhat, and use magic to aid others... by adding to their offensive prowess, speed, or defensive capabilities.
Skills: Robert can (or will be able to) combine any of his spells with his claws, he is also very fast (or will be), however, he is clumsy at using weapons, and will end up using only his claws in combat.
Appearance: As a human, Robert is...well, somewhat chubby. He has brown hair, and oddly enough, his brown eyes have orange spots on them... he stands at a somewhat short 5'8". As a dragon, he is... hilariously not an inch taller than he was, however, he obviously lacks hair and other such things. His scales are blue, with his scutes, wing membrane, and spikes. He has white scales in a lightning pattern down both of the sides of his body, starting from the back of his orange eyes. His claws are pitch balck, and it's farily obvious that he is NOT meant to take a hit.
Bio: Robert always liked dragons, almost to the point of an obsession. He would always daydream of being one, though, unlike most who daydreamed, this seemed to not effect his grades in school. For a while, he thought he was just an average kid, this changed, however, when the school bullies approached him when he was in the second grade. They asked him for his Gameboy Color, and the four games he brought with him to school, when he refused, the three bullies tried to beat him up, however, little did either party know... things just weren't going to go down as they normally would. Once the first one approached, Robert punched the kid, and sent him back ten feet. Obviously, that kid was done fighting, that's when the other two tried rushing him at the same time... Robert then picked one of them up, the smaller one, and swung him into the bigger one, knocking both of the kids out. He then seemed to snap out of some sort of trance, and looked at the three, scared... In the fourth grade, he was playing outside in the rain (not the smartest thing to do), and actually ended up getting struck by lightning... however, he wasn't even so much as damaged. To this day, Robert tries to make sense of all of this... of course, he doesn't know the truth... YET. He is currently in Lucky city (old Rp reference, and the starting city), on the bus, trying to put the pieces together.
Alignment: N/A
Other: Yeah, uh, Snivy... YOU SUX! :P

((Lesse... accepting myself, accepting evanist, and accepting Spyro))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:17 AM

((YAY! I'm not the only dragon! Even though, I'm more of a 'WereDragon' so to speak))
Ravnica, city of guilds, and 'tis with the Izzet that I shall take my stand.

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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:20 AM

((Wait... what did that jerk that posted above you say? I do NOT SUX! D :<))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:21 AM

((don't hit yourself too hard man...))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:21 AM

((lol... I am working on the bio now...  Will be edited into first post.))

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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:24 AM

((Snivy attacks Snivy at full force! CRITICAL HIT! Snivy took 435 damage! Snivy was defeated!))
((wait... did I win, or lose?))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:25 AM

((Seems like a draw... I am not a professional though...  Oh well :P.))

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I hate servers that are hosted on computers.

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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:27 AM

(( O.o ))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:30 AM

((Lol, so... as soon as I see video's app, and maybe Enorym's... we'll start, okay?))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:34 AM

((sure! Hah.. can't wait to see people reactions as a naked man with a mace walks into town..))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:38 AM

Name: Evera "Alfred" Dwyer
Age: 28
Species: ??? (The species has no name, but are commonly referred to as Bioweapons... However, they are not quite the same, as the species is born and in the shape of a human, not created. In fact, this species is probably more closely related to shapeshifters.)
Species description: This species is born in the shape of a human... However, some of them end up taking a different "true form" as they grow. This species matures MUCH faster than a human, and live about twice as long.
Species Skills/magic: This species is known for it's ability to mutate, duplicate and remove cells... Indeed, very similar to shapeshifters, but not quite the same. This type of mutation is a lot more... disturbing, to say the least. Since this species finds it a lot more difficult to mutate, not only is it more painful, but it's also a lot more difficult to change into something else... and change back. This can lead to rather disturbing and macabre mutations (imagine necromorphs from Dead Space). If the ability is harnessed correctly, the user can change in less painful ways, and to their will (imagine shapeshifting in Prototype). It takes a tremendous amount of skill and luck to transform precisely and exactly into what you want (if you were decently skilled and tried to turn into a fox, then maybe a 1 in 100 chance). However, this style of shapeshifting can lead to some pretty nasty injuries, like losing your arms. Yeah.
Magic: Evera doesn't have the ability to use magic... yet. He will probably end up using mind magic, and maybe fire magic.
Skills: He knows how to handle a gun, and is decent at hand-to-hand and close combat. He is good at using computers, and for some reason, parkour. He can also play violin and piano, but neither will probably help him in any way.
Appearance: Evera is tall and slim. He is quite pale, and his hair is neat, and black. His eye color is gray. He is almost always wearing a black suit or tuxedo, the typical butler clothing.
Bio: Evera had appeared as a human ever since he was born. Neither he nor his parents knew what he was or what he could do. He got great grades in school, and despite being so thin, was very fit. He also was very polite, polite enough that even most bullies wouldn't bother fighting or insulting him. When he grew older, he eventually found himself in the FBI. Evera spent several years in the FBI, before deciding to become a butler for the Queenston family. After he became a butler, people started calling him Alfred, the stereotypical name for a butler... or sometimes, simply called "butler." After that, he continued with a rather normal life as a butler... until one day, a car pulled up to the house, and a man in a suit asked to see Evera (that man is one of the magic users. Or something. idk.)
Alignment: N/A
Other: I caught a MISSINGNO. and now my save file is corrupted- ACFHAHSFHDBSVHJJKHBJFJKGYSHELPME

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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:39 AM

((uh, you're already in, Enorym, lol.))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:41 AM

((...Oh... Well, I changed the alignment to N/A.))

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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:45 AM

((Well, I changed it... also, color gone wild! :P))
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Posted 13 November 2012 - 12:50 AM

((well... mine hurts my eyes.. and Enorym's is hard to read :P))
Ravnica, city of guilds, and 'tis with the Izzet that I shall take my stand.