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Jul 28, 2016 9:11 PM
#1
Please familiarize yourself with the Rules before creating your character. Ignorance of the rules is not an excuse for breaking them! Character Format is as follows: [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] (18-35) [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Race:[/b] (Visit the Race thread for into on the various species in the Sevill) [b]Picture:[/b] (If no pic, a well written description please.) [b]Class:[/b] (This is determined by the weapons they wield. Visit the Class thread and pick one that appeals to you) [b]Primary Weapon:[/b] (Must match your chosen class) [b]Secondary Weapon:[/b] (Must match your chosen class) [b]Bio/Personality:[/b] (Has to be a minimum of 75 words, no exceptions!) |
Ze-LemAug 7, 2016 6:58 PM
Jul 28, 2016 10:19 PM
#2
Name: Ramava Cogznat Age: 23 Gender: Female Race: Human Picture: Class: Field Agent Primary Weapon: Explosives Secondary Weapon: Shield Personality: Carrying herself with a quiet demeanor, Ramava gives people the impression of being a very somber individual. Living in a world where safety ends beyond a city, such attitudes are to be expected. Despite this, she is determined to seek out a future for the people of Novaj Eden instead of merely drowning in a sea of helplessness, like some people in the city do. This is the reason why she signed up to be an explorer. Being confident in herself, she sports a light smile most of the time, a trait which seems to have persisted through some of the hardships she has experienced. While she is friendly and more than willing to engage in conversation with others for the most part, going outside the city seems to trigger a spark in her. Progressively becoming more cheery and talkative the further away she is from Novaj Eden, most will appreciate the enthusiasm which she embraces at those times. Ramava is not willing to talk about her past, not trusting anyone enough to share such details. Trying to broach the topic will cause her to withdraw herself from conversation, becoming silent and unresponsive to everything except what she feels is necessary, although this isn't always the case. |
Countenance_ArcAug 9, 2016 5:10 PM
Jul 29, 2016 12:44 PM
#3
Name: Taliana 'Tally' Clemont Age: 18 Gender: Female Race: Arvulen Picture: Class: Naiad Primary Weapon: Bladed Batons Secondary Weapon: Wind magic Personality: Taliana is someone who was really only trained in her speed from the ground up. Having been born the daughter of an 'owned' mother, she was brought up working diligently to protect her master, fighting with her own weaponry that was deemed best for her and her speed. Next to that, she was also commonly used as some for of pet when she didnt have to train or have other duties. She was eventually set free by her master, simply because he deemed her worthless and had found better protectors, throwing her out onto the street, while still having someone keep an eye on her for a while. Taliana misses a bit in her own confidence, except for when she's fighting, not really having the guts to fight against her would be master, following his commands, this still lasting in her mind. Although she tends to be more aggressive at first to break free, she'd eventually give that up too if forced down enough. She can be quite cheery when she needs to be though, but also has her slightly criminal side which she took up when she roamed the streets, stealing from people in the backstreets and threatening them, thus being able to survive for so long, even though she had no home or the like, her name still residing on a paper from her previous owner as a for sale pet without her knowledge. Continuing her roaming around, she has no clue of what the future might bring to her. |
Jul 29, 2016 1:20 PM
#4
Jul 29, 2016 3:41 PM
#5
Name: Emylin Llewyn Age: 19 Gender: Female Race: Numile Picture: Class: Arcane Technician Primary Weapon: Thunder magic Secondary Weapon: Guns Personality: Emylin acts in a manner befitting of a high noble, although nothing about her person gives any indication of either wealth or authority. Her speech tends to be well refined, yet crass, which is a stark contrast from how Numile are normally expected to talk. Furthermore, she seems to have absolutely no regard for any species besides her own, especially not for those filthy subhuman beasts! Emylin can at least put up with Humans and Hiryali if she happens to be in a good mood, and of course Numile are granted kindness and respect as if they were close relatives. Possibly due to Emylin‘s picky nature and harsh attitude, she has picked up many skills that allow her to survive on her own including marksmanship and trading for essentials. Her greatest passion, however, lies in craftwork. In fact she created her entire outfit from salvaged metals and cheap materials. Emylin hopes to one day create a community where she can live in peace with her fellow Numile. |
Jul 29, 2016 4:25 PM
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Jul 29, 2016 5:06 PM
#7
@RedPtolemy Approved. (Should get a proper approval stamp .-. ) |
Jul 29, 2016 5:28 PM
#8
Name: Alexandra (nameless at birth, given the name "Alexandra" by her former master) Nickname(s): Alex, Alyx, Lexy Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Arvulen Picture: Class: Rithmatist (Shield-Maid(en)) Primary Weapon: Wind Magic Secondary Weapon: Shield (Actually, two shields) Personality: Alexandra was once one of the many personal maids of a high-ranking Human official, serving as his personal guard. However, she has very, very recently been freed, much to her confusion, as she doesn't have plans on what to do with her sudden newfound freedom. She will most likely try to find a new master to serve. Alexandra has been gifted with a natural prowess to the manipulation of wind, remarkable physical endurance, and an amazing strength to lift heavy objects at an age as young as 11. Her two shields have proved this feat, with the young maid showing the ability to carry one on each arm. Alexandra is diligent, humble, and calm, the former two being her major defining traits. With a devotion to work worth being praised, she never fails to perform housework at an amazing pace - amazing even for a maid, let alone an Arvulen. Outside work, she isn't the brightest bulb in the room (and is probably one of the dimmest)... |
Nice--Jul 30, 2016 1:25 AM
Jul 29, 2016 5:33 PM
#9
Jul 30, 2016 12:17 AM
#10
Name: Varius Sárivier Age: 23 Gender: Male Race: Human Picture: Class: Halberdier Primary Weapon: Breech Loading Rifle Secondary Weapon: Halberd (Pole-Arm) Personality: Cocky. That's a word that is typically heard when someone mentions Varius. That of course alongside with his rather social persona. Having come from a line of high class industry owners who specialize in armored vehicle manufacturing, Varius's world has been pretty easy while growing up in Novaj Eden. This of course means he has formed a rather reckless attitude, since there was nothing that could really prevent him from doing whatever he wanted. Taking up the "adventurer job" , that his own family doesn't actually recognize, has pushed Varius into the wilds of Sevill already. His record isn't anything impressive though, just a few guard jobs for minor convoys. Yet to Varius this is enough for him to believe that he can make a good living in this field of work. While his family see it as just a typical stupid phase, Varius seems to be enjoying his current career choice a bit too much to even think of quitting any time soon. Despite his cocky attitude during missions, he is well behaved off the field due to his "family background", but that very same heritage also leaves him with a somewhat rudeness to the way he talks to Arvulens. In regards to the Numile and Hiryali, he is quite polite with them, since he is used to seeing them whenever his family has conducted business with them. He is a good learner though, so perhaps with time his attitude may change, but for now he's just living the life and caring very little for his own safety. |
Ze-LemJul 30, 2016 1:09 AM
Jul 30, 2016 4:30 AM
#11
Jul 30, 2016 4:03 PM
#12
Name: Ciara Sitara Age: 25 Gender: Female Race: Human Picture: Ciara is 5'10" with a slender build, She has amber blonde hairy hat she wears in a braid down her back and medium blue eyes. Her skin is fair and she has a heart shaped face. She wears light leather armor in brown colors and leather boots. Her sword is in a back sheath. She is right handed, and uses both hands to wield her sword. Class: Sylph Primary Weapon: Long Sword Secondary Weapon: Thunder Magic Bio/Personality: Ciara was chosen at a young age to be trained with the sword. She was taken from her family to a secret location where gifted men and women are trained to the utmost of their abilities. While learning the sword, it came to light that she had an innate talent for thunder magic. She was described by her teachers as "lightening quick", relying on her speed rather than brute strength. At the age of 20, she had learned all that she could from her teachers. She re-entered the world to find that she did not know how to interact with people. She has spent the last 5 years trying to learn how, while taking jobs as a bodyguard. People describe Ciara as aloof, but once she gets to know a person she is incredibly loyal. |
schaladresdanJul 30, 2016 10:02 PM
Jul 30, 2016 9:07 PM
#13
@schaladresdan Arcane understanding is in its infancy in the world of Sevill. Calling thunder from the sky would be an incredible feat for a Numile arch mage specializing in Thunder magic, and thus impossible for just about any human, especially if it's only their secondary weapon. |
Jul 30, 2016 10:04 PM
#14
@RedPtolemy I edited it out. |
Jul 31, 2016 9:19 AM
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Aug 1, 2016 6:13 PM
#16
Name: William Hanzo Age: 22 Gender: Male Race: Numile Picture: Class: Pure Mage Primary Weapon: Fire Secondary Weapon: Thunder Book of the Elements Bio/Personality: William was always a guy that stayed in libraries to excel on his magic training. He often used his grandfather's tomes to experiment new spells against walls and animals. A very curious person but calm and strategic. He would often make shows in his small village to entertain his neighbours and friends. Until he discovered that this "magic" was far greater than simply creating fireworks. So he asked his grandfather to take some of his tomes so he could venture onwards on becoming a powerful archmage. William wanted to be recognised. So he took his tomes Sevil where people told him, is where you could find more people like himself, adventures, fighters. There he could train himself to become the so desired Arch Mage. He is a very well-mannered Numil, and likes to know about the people surrounding him. He might get pushy sometimes or even arrogant. |
PliniusAug 1, 2016 6:27 PM
Aug 1, 2016 6:23 PM
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Aug 1, 2016 6:27 PM
#18
Done, sorry ^^ |
Aug 1, 2016 6:30 PM
#19
Aug 3, 2016 1:39 AM
#20
Name: Shrapnel Steele Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Arvulen, Half Beastfolk Picture: Class: Mercenary Primary Weapon: Explosives, mostly grenades Secondary Weapon: Sword Name: Sulfur Steele Age: 27 Gender: Male Race: Arvulen, Full Beastfolk Picture: Class: Volite Primary Weapon: Fire Magic Secondary Weapon: Explosives, mostly grenades Bio/Personality: Shrapnel and Sulfur. Believe it or not, they're brothers. Yes, they're full-blood brothers. The Arvulen can be quite a mess sometimes. Anyway, these two cats were formerly workers loading and unloading crates of fish and spices, all under the name of Exotic Earth, a short-lived Kravar-based trade company. The bankruptcy of the business left them jobless, and they embarked on a journey to the mainland in a quest to find a decent-paying job with a salary enough to feed two cat mouths. And they weren't the luckiest cats among the litter. They took up all the opportunities that came their way, but it seems companies close weeks after hiring them. The "curse of the cats", as they themselves have named it, is far deadlier than they have expected. Orthan weapons dealers, granaries, mining organizations, banks, even mercenary companies die before the curse, with a few lucky ones surviving for at most a month. Nevertheless, these two felines have beelined to their last resort. The adventurers' guild, a profession without a company directly overseeing them, is in the open, looking for courageous souls and foolish tryhards to do the military's dirty job for them. But hey, as long as it has good pay... ...and wow, that Orthan weapons dealer job really comes in handy. Both cats act pretty much the same - happy-go-lucky, dropping jokes (that sometimes go way too far) left and right, and being the poor little misfits they are. And to see them take on the adventurer's path... curiosity kills the cat, and a dead cat is one less cat to feed. Win-win. |
Nice--Aug 5, 2016 1:32 PM
Aug 5, 2016 10:36 PM
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Name: Corrin Crimrose Age: 22 Gender: Male Race: Arvulen Picture: I don't have a picture so i'll just describe him. He is 5'3 feet tall, with curly red hair that frizzes around his fox ears and ends at his jawline. He has very bright brown eyes, perfect eyebrows, and a tattoo of a grenade on his left cheek and a hammer on his right. He most often wears a white long-sleeved shirt, red pants, and black shoes. Class: Marauder Primary Weapon: Explosives Secondary Weapon: A hammer. Personality: Corrin is loud, dramatic, flirts with anything that moves, and loves jokes and puns. He tends to hyperbolize often. A prime example of his personality would be if a bee stung him he would collapse to the ground and scream in agony constantly saying " Woe is me!!! ". Bio: When Corrin was young, all he wanted was to be an actor. he loved singing, dancing, and being somebody that he wasn't. Then he got into carpentry, and discovered he loved swinging hammers around. Then he got into being a pyromaniac and blowing shit up. Overall, Corrin went through many phases in his life to become the marvelous person he is today. He lived a life that was pretty normal, other than the fact that he had two mothers. They taught him many life lessons, such as "mud is the spit of the devil and should be kept away from your 100$ shoes " and many other amazing facts. |
BlairIsBest7Aug 6, 2016 10:54 AM
Aug 5, 2016 10:44 PM
#23
Name:Nao Aldridge Age:21 Gender:Male Race:Numile Picture: Class:Arcane Technician Primary Weapon:Fire Magic Secondary Weapon:Breech Loading Riffle (Guns) Bio/Personality: Nao could be confused as human rather easily,as was true for many Numile,as long as he did not speak or open his mouth for any other reason. His Numile features such as front teeth that are pointed,and his "fangs" are also quite obvious once shown,causing surprise to quite a few people who had thought he was human. This surprise is largely due to the fact that Nao didn't interact with people much,few had been spoken to by him and even fewer actually knew him. He preferred to spend much of his time alone,studying magic and practicing with his riffle,which he had become rather good at using after much practice. He acts polite to most people regardless of their race,and seems to dislike any unnecessary conflict,especially violence,but he is somewhat sadistic and will gladly inflict pain upon others so long as he has a good reason or explanation ready. He tends to avoid doing so though,even being a bit ashamed of himself for even thinking about doing so. He doesn't judge people based on only their race,thinking that it is best to get to know one before having a stronge opinion on them,but once a negative opinion is formed,it can be quite hard to change his mind about someone. His communication skills aren't the greatest,having spent most of his life that he remembers alone practicing his magic and skills. A few other skills he has are maintaining and fixing his riffle,although he can also do this with more things he is best with guns,using fire magic,and staying calm in many stressful situations,or at least appearing so. |
Aug 5, 2016 11:47 PM
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Aug 6, 2016 1:56 PM
#25
Name: Creo Age: 19 Gender: Female Race: Arvulen Picture: Class: Myrmidon Primary Weapon: Chainsaw (Heavy AF Sword) Secondary Weapon: Steampowered Piercer (left hand, works as Hammer) Bio/Personality: Although many wouldve said Creo's parents were normal Arvulen, they could not have been more wrong. To most people from their neighborhood they acted like a normal couple living in their house. Within those walls though, it was a real mess. Her father being a gambler, her mother sleeping with just about anyone and both alcoholics when they got home, the inside of their home was a warzone. When Creo was born, this mess only expended, herself often being the target of their violence, learning her not the warmth and loving of a mother or father. She was 'raised' in this hole for 5 years, her body already broken more times than one would imagine, until They came. Her father had piled up his debt, and to pay for them he resorted to crimes. Although it was regular theft at first, it had slowly tilted worse and worse, ending with hostages and dead people in their home until they were buried. Having been found out, the door got kicked down by Militia. Both her father and mother grabbed for weapons, Creo unfortunate enough to be in the room as well, a fight broke loose. The same fight was eventually ended with an end result of her 2 dead parents, three wounded guardsmen and Creo bleeding on the floor. Being deemed dead as well, she merely got a flower picked form outside laid over her and left alone to die. Miraculously surviving with a bare minimum of blood, she had remained on those boards for 2 days until she finally got up, her body cramped and stiff. Heading outside, she started to roam in the night and walked past trash for something to fill her growling stomach. After what seemed like a few months of living like this, she came across a boy about 4 years older than she was. He gave her a smile she had never seen before and lead her to a bigger group of people, hanging out in some hid away location. Here she was offered a place to stay, and although for a moment she thought she was in a nice and happy place now, this delusion got broken in mere minutes. Looking around her were no laughing face, no nice greetings and especially no warmth. A few hours later she got taught how this roof over her head was the only thing she'd get, a bit of canvas spread above her, and she'd have to find her food and all on her own. Seeing how many had resorted to crimes, she watched how they all sneaked around and pickpocket the people when they could, begged on the street for food or money or simply lured someone into a trap, only to rob them with a bigger group of people. She quickly learned form their skills, taking over their techniques and having the greatest sweet act of them all, making her an easy lure to get people into alleys. She had started mastering some weaponry, as well as more agile acrobatics. This versatile skill set allowed her to quickly nab pouches of gold from people, cutting the strings with which they were attached to a belt as she ran by, and quickly hiding into alleyways. Growing up, her muscle extended more, allowing her to use heavier weaponry and be in the assault team for robbing people. Creo had not grasped the fact that they were basically criminals until the moment they got chased by guards. Having started in a team of 7 kids, only 2 survived to come home, bringing no loot at all. One guard had almost caught them in their hide-out, although this guard was quickly finished off by the leader of the kids, a 17 year old guy named Roy. Killing the guard like it was nothing, he had looked at the now shocked Creo and merely shrugged "It's just business" He told her. She got tasked with disposing off the body by finely cutting it into pieces before throwing it in the river system heading out of the city. During this task, Creo soon dropped her bits of morality which kept her from hurting other humans too much, and when their next robbery went wrong some months later, she finished off the guards in that very same alleyway by jumping form above. Years passed until she was 11 years old, having slightly started to open up with some people she usually hunted with, as they called it. After all "It was just nature." Creo softly smiled at some people she knew, talking with them around a soft fire, too big and they would be discovered, and had slightly learned the warmth of what 'love' in a way, could be like. A few days after she had finally learned this, she came back to her now home, the place creepily silent. Looking around at the places where kids normally roamed, no one was there. Once she walked a bit further, she started to see some darker areas, some dark spots on the ground, one larger than the other, but all leading to 1 place. Following the trail, she walked into the alleys, looking at the ground, going faster and faster as the trail got fresher, eventually met with a huge back alley garbage dump. What on the first look would seem like a huge pile of trash, would later appear to be a pile of bodies, some cut in pieces, others whole, some clearly dead, and others still moving. Creo wanted to run out to them, scream to them, do anything, but the many guards that were around prevented her from doing so. She could only watch as the pile was set on fire, some screams filling the air as Creo watched. Her horror filled eyes looked at the scene before her, and slowly as the night went on and only some smoldering corpses remained, those eyes had gone blank, her lips in a straight line before she turned around, making her way back. There she was met with some others who had been out on their businesses and immediately got walked towards. Seeing the dead expression on her face however, many words were suddenly swallowed, except for a meekly "Where are the others?" Creo had looked at the kids in front of her with an expressionless face and only said "They're dead" before heading to her own home area. Starting from then on, their gang had shrunk to a total of 5 people, in which Creo had eventually taken charge, or rather, it just happened automatically. During the years they grew in number once more, and every time as trouble came around, Creo coldbloodedly took care of it in the only way she now knew. No longer would a smile be seen on her face, not even a fake one to calm down those who were scared. Seeing the group at an interesting size, she kept it from growing out of hand, appointing a new leader to the kids, and her herself with a few others leaving that home at the age of 14. Making a new hide-out on the other side of the city, their crimes became more organized, more aggressive, more gruesome, but most of all, more rewarding. People would be found killed and cut up in their homes by guards, without a trace of the bandits, no signature, nothing. People who were unfortunate enough to wake up while Creo and her gang were robbing things were murdered in cold blood by the leader of the pack, together with his or her family. "It's just business" She would simply mention anytime she had to. One year later, while the crew sat in their hide-out, it was decided they would indeed put up a signature everytime they'd visited, which got put into action and left everytime they robbed a house and had to kill their owners. The people started to catch up on this symbol that got put up, and eventually the name of these criminals were set. 'Blood Hawks' were they called, as by the notorious Hawk painted in the blood of their victims were found on the walls. From then on out, the crimes went from nightly visits to pure broad daylight murders in the alleyways, leaving their marks even then and making them even more infamous, the name even went to get used to scare kids into sleeping, as they normally also would with other ghostly figures that would come to get them if they didnt go to sleep now. Now that she was 19 years old, Creo remained the head of the Blood Hawks, her face not once giving a hint of amusement. Although her members keep looking up at her as the strongest leader they've seen despite how she doesnt seem to give a damn about the crew or atleast never shows it, unaffected by death or the like, deep inside, Creo knows its different, a truth that no one knows about, and something she swore to never show anyone. |
Ze-LemAug 7, 2016 7:02 PM
Aug 6, 2016 2:53 PM
#26
@BlairIsBest7 You're approved @Misna Also approved |
Aug 7, 2016 11:36 PM
#27
Name: Lunajin Callente Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Picture: Class: Salamander Primary Weapon: Hammer Secondary Weapon: Fire Bio/Personality: Document 1: I have been assigned to interrogate the man Lunajin Callente. Apparently he has been charged for crimes of killing a man he used to work for. Why he did it? I would not know but...I don't like how I specifically was chosen to be the interrogator. Not only am I new here, this...Lunajin seems very unstable and the type to snap at any moment. Regardless of my own wishes, I will go on with the report. Coming into the inter view, I asked the simple question of "Is your name Lunajin Callante?" He responded with blabber. He began by asking me who I was and I told him my name. It wasn't a big deal and if it got him to open up to me then so be it. Once I gave him my name, he gave me his. He was sure to thank me once I had given him my name which was strange however that was outside of the interrogation. I then asked him why he was here and he simply said "To interrogate a murderer." I wondered why he had said that when it was obvious he was the murderer. Everything had pointed towards him being the murderer. I had to keep my cool however since I did not want to lose in control. I took a breath and offered him a cup of water as I'm supposed to. He passed it back to me saying that I would need it more than him. I looked at the drink he passed to me and decided that it would be best if I did drink it. Not drinking it would seem suspicious as he may have been worried if it was poisoned. I would know it was not poisoned however. I asked a few more questions however after I drank the water he would not answer them anymore. I called it a day and decided to wait until tomorrow to continue my investigation. Document 2: I walked in a bowed to Lunajin as we made eye contact and it was only polite to do so. Once I sat down, Lunajin had been chained to the chair. He told me that he felt more comfortable being locked down to the chair. Not trying to have his words effect me I continued from where he had not answered the day before. I asked him if he knew a man by the name of Raul Devonair. His answer should have been yes as that was the man he worked for however instead of answering my question he asked me if I knew him. I then told him that this was not the time to answer questions with questions. After a bit of silence he said yes. Since I felt bad for snapping at him previously, I also told him I knew the man. Of course I knew the man. I asked him did he hate Raul. He said no, he even went to far to add that he didn't see the guy very often and that he could barely remember the guys face. Once I showed him a picture of Raul, he seemed to know who he was by the face. I asked him if he wanted the water and I had enough for both of use this time and even mixed the liquid in front of his face so that he would know it's not poisoned. Both cups were emptied and he no longer responded to any of my questions after the water was gone. Document 3: I'm starting to dislike the fact that I'm dragging myself to this interrogation everyday. Usually someone does not get interrogated this long however it was necessary. Sitting down once again, he no longer had the chains on and instead had a band tying his thumbs together. He said it was to make himself feel more at home. I asked him did he have any reason why he would want his boss dead or at least I was going to but he had cut me off. He gave me a really odd look that could send shivers down someone spine if they stared hard enough. He then asked why was he getting asked so many questions when he was the one who was interrogating. He was obviously delusional about this whole situation so I began to calmly explain to him that this was not my interrogation but his. Wait, no I mean my interrogation but not his. Before I could say something else however, he would ask me did I know the reason why I was here. I didn't like repeating myself so I told him it was for an interrogation to see if he had killed Raul Devonair as he was the most suspicious person to do so. He laughed loudly at this as he figured I was wrong. He told me I killed Raul but I did not kill him. I drink a bit of the water that I had provided for the both of us an started talking before he had the chance to. I began saying that he had worked for Raul for a long time and was recognized as his right hand man for a long time. There was no way he could have not seen him as he said. I then told him that he was killed by a blow to the back of the head with a blunt object. I then told them that he killed Raul because of the unfairness that Raul had treated him and that he wanted to get rid of the man who made his days worse and worse. Unlike before, he spoke this time and asked me if I hated Raul. I told him yes. He asked me if I killed Raul. I told him yes. Eventually I got tired of looking in the mirror and decided to think about my childhood. The pills I put in the water made me sleepy and mulling over how I killed a man crazier than myself was unbecoming for a man of my stature. As a kid I had a normal life, or whatever you would like to call normal, and a normal family. They raised me to survive in a place where people wanted to do nothing but bad things to one another. Raul had come along and he was my best friend. We did good things together like beat up bad people and made an example of them to others by stripping them nearly naked and displaying them in the middle of the city. Just kidding~ I was never such a great kid. My childhood consisted of trying to murder Raul as he bullied me day in and day out. I had to kill him. He was no good. He was the man that would be someone's boss one day and they would have to put up with his bullying for the rest of their life. Imagine someone knocking each and everyone one of your meals out your hand and calling you a loser each and everyday. You'd be surprised how the heat can give food a nice Zing to the flavor. Raul also used to follow me into the bathroom and whenever I tried to do my business, he would always knock really loudly on the door while I was in the middle of it. Maybe if he hadn't followed me to the bathroom I would be able to pee without having to feel like someone was watching me for once. Raul also made sure I drank water everyday as he wanted to make sure I was still around for him to bully. I guess that was his way of keeping me around. I really wanted to leave but Raul always found me and took me back with him. Raul is mean. One day he called the some guys on me when I finally snuck away for once. I was scared so I burned a few of them. Fire is nice, that and beating peoples faces in when they try to bully me. Right so anyway, Raul was a big jerk. He never let me think about things and he never let me have any fun. He always made sure I didn't eat the things I wanted to eat and he always made sure I drank my water that made me sleepy. I guess some habits I just can't kick with Raul dead. I should probably get rid of his body one day, he's really been stinking lately. Then again, he probably should not have followed me all the way to my new home. Oh I forgot to put it at the beginning but this was document 4. About the people who were supposedly my parents? They gave me to Raul around the same time I started doing playing baseball with the other kids. I remember how fast they used to run away from me whenever I got the bat. How do you even play base ball anyway? Document 5: I finally dumped Raul and I'm actually starting to feel a little better. I always wanted to become a crime fighter but Raul would never let me leave work before. Now I can however!~ P.S I found my parents, I decided to play baseball with them! What fun! Document 6: I'm going to do things my way from now on. I should really leave before my parents start to stink too. Oh I know, a little fire would burn not only the smell of my parents away, but Raul as well. Dad hit me in the eye pretty hard and I'm having trouble seeing out of it now. It hurts pretty badly as well, when ever things hurt, Raul used to cover them up, so I did the same. Document 7: Not only can I play baseball, but I can start a fire too, I have to thank Raul for that one. Just thinking about all the bullying he did to me helped me be able to create this fire. I'll give these over to the place Raul and I met, that way everyone can know how poorly he treated me. I always wondered why he never let me eat things until after they were set on fire and looked completely different. |
ZenoAug 8, 2016 8:26 AM
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Aug 9, 2016 2:29 PM
#29
Name: Evalyn Chronis Age: 18 Gender: female Race: Numile Picture: Class: Pure Mage Primary Weapon: Fire magic Secondary Weapon: Wind magic Bio: Since the day she was born, Evalyn has been mute. The people around her didn't bully her for it, instead they were just so overly kind, that it was suffocating. Her doll-like appearance also added on to the people's excessive kindness. It was as if they thought that she was too weak and delicate to do anything on her own. Even though the people around her always acted kind, one thing was painfully obvious; no one really liked to hang out with the mute girl. Everytime Evalyn wanted to play with the other kids, they would always make some sort of excuse to exclude her, saying things like 'if you got hurt, we wouldn't know!' 'What if we get lost? How could we find you?' And things like that. As a result, Evalyn didn't really get to go out and play with all the other kids. She didn't let that little fact get her down though. She would spend her time reading books. Books told all kinds of stories, and they didn't require you to tell one back. It wasn't long until she got her hands on a book describing the adventures in the outside world. Though some people would look down on the whole 'adventuring' business, Evalyn looked at it with a sparkle of interest in her eyes. Her father was one of those so called 'adventurers' and because of that, he would constantly be out of the house. He would visit from time to time, sometimes for a couple of days, sometimes for just a night, and sometimes just passing by. Her mother wasn't an adventurer, but that doesn't mean she looked down on it. She actually supported her husbands wishes, because it was something he loved to do. Why would she stop him from doing something he loves? And so, Evalyn and her mother would look forward to the surprise visits from her father. The next time her father visited home, Evalyn practically begged him to take her with him, just once. No matter how tough of an adventurer he was, he had a soft spot for his only daughter. With permission from both her mother and father, she was allowed to tag along with him for just one day. There was only one condition that she needed to follow before going, and that was to keep a whistle around her neck at all times in case of an emergency. The things Evalyn saw that day sparked something deep from within. After being so coddled and treated like she couldn't do anything, this sense of freedom she got from that one day made her crave more. Her mind was made. She too would become an adventurer. When she returned home, she began to practice her magic, so that she would be able to handle herself without worrying her parents. Because she was mute, she wouldn't be able to cast incantations. That slowed down her learning process quite a bit, because her mother, who doubled as her teacher, was skilled in casting incantations for magic. Evalyn wouldn't let this stop her, so she worked hard to figure out other ways to use her magic, such as writing symbols and making certain gestures. After years of practice, Evalyn was finally ready to go out on her own, with the full support of both her parents. She communicates through writing, gestures, and expressions. She knows how to use sign language, but since normal people don't, she only uses it when communicating with Ibuki. She carries a satchel with notebooks and pens so that she can communicate through writing. Personality: For starters, Evalyn is a great listener. She tends to put others before herself because that's just how she is. She tries her best to be positive becuase that's what her mother taught her. She tries to make people laugh, hoping that would make them like her. She may look delicate and fragile, but she's actually pretty strong. |
chibibunnyloverAug 10, 2016 11:14 PM
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Aug 10, 2016 2:46 PM
#30
@chibibunnylover Unless any of the other admins has anything to say, I approve of this character. Hop on now. ^w^ |
Aug 10, 2016 2:49 PM
#31
@chibibunnylover You're approved!~ Thank you for joining us c: |
Aug 10, 2016 6:34 PM
#33
Name: Ibuki Irelia Age: 18 Gender: Female Race: Numile Picture: Class: Sylph Primary Weapon: Pole-arm Secondary Weapon: Thunder magic Personality: Ibuki is a feisty and hot headed. She's got a bit of a short fuse for anyone besides Evalyn. She's loud and outspoken in all her ideas. She's often lazy and would prefer to just sit at home as opposed to going out on an adventure. She enjoys eating sweets. She's very determined and does whatever she can to help those she's close to. Around Evalyn she's very kind hearted and caring, due to her deep relationship with her. Bio Ibuki grew up as the first born daughter of an aristocratic family of Numile. During her toddler years she had everything and was treated as a princess, life couldn't have been better for her. Her parents adored her and often encouraged her to take up their legacy in running the family trading business. Around the age of 13, the time when she began her studies of magic, he parents brought in multiple different tutors in all the different elements and variations of magic, but none of which seemed to be successful. She tried and tried, over and over again. Only being able to produce the most elementary forms of magic, small sparks, embers and light breezes. None of which were good enough for her parents, esteemed mages in the Numile society. Upon hearing of her non-existent magical abilities her parents grew to become ashamed of their daughter, often looking down on her and praising others. Ibuki, throughout her highschool years, was always embarrassed to show off her magical abilities. She trained in secret away from the supervision of both her parents and peers. No matter how much she tried to refine her magical ability it never seemed to improve. She one day met a young mute girl, Evalyn. She was rather popular and Ibuki wondered why that was. After talking to Evalyn for some time, Ibuki began to realise that people only cared about her due to her disability, where as people avoided Ibuki for her lack of magical prowess, signature to the Numile people. In her later teenage years, Ibuki began to realise that the reason Evalyn was so popular wasn't because of her natural skill for magic, but because everyone felt sympathy for her. They weren't her real friends and she was just like Ibuki, cast out due to some deficiency. As highschool passed, Ibuki grew closer and closer to Evalyn, even learning sign language to be able to communicate with her. One day when Evalyn told Ibuki about her idea of going out on an adventure, Ibuki was reluctant, but for the sake of her friend she eventually gave in and set out with her friend to prove to the world that weaknesses can be overcome. |
Aug 10, 2016 8:33 PM
#34
@Sodalicious Unless other admins have a reason to nullify this, I present you the seal of approval. |
Aug 16, 2016 11:12 AM
#35
Aug 28, 2016 10:23 AM
#36
Name:Cymbidium Crimrose ( Usually called Cym ) Age: 24 Gender: Female Race: Arvulen Picture: And without the katana pretend the katana is a revolver pistol Class:Volite Primary Weapon: Fire magic Secondary Weapon: A revolver Personality Cym is strict, always abides by the rules, and gets mad when other people don't do what she says. Bio: Cym is Corrin's older sister, and always kept him in line when they were young. Whenever Corrin was going to blow something up, or smash something, or smash someone, Cym would be there to take away his hammer and explosives, and scorch him with some fire for good measure. Whenever Corrin ranted at her about a gun being too clean and quick and there not being any blood or pain, she'd just shoot at him really close to his head but not quite, to scare him off. Corrin went off to the Explorers Guild and Cym can't find him, and who knows what kind of trouble he's going to get into without his sister to keep him in check? So Cym's mission is to find Corrin and make sure that he hasn't caused a massacre or blown up somebody important. |
BlairIsBest7Aug 28, 2016 10:37 AM
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