Slipwing
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| 14 Feb 2012 05:14 PM |
Demonic Overlords,Mystic Mages and Devious Necromancers. People say they don't exist,They say magic isn't real. Thats what most believe because those who wield the gift have long hidden themselves away,Having long come to power and Faded away with time. They sit within the shadows,content with the mark they have left in history. The world around them continuing on,Even in the Year of 2012 things are largely the same as they had been. Life continues on Blind to the past that had been,even then though some things never fade away forever. Sometimes The end of one power,is the rise of another...
In a Dark room,Old Weathered minions Tended to Their aged Overlord. Laying upon his bed,The overlord Seemed to look around to his minions with gentle eyes. Giving a weak smile as his eyes slowly closed,magic shifting around him as His spirit slowly Faded away. Drifting upon the magic winds to join the others,Finally releived of his task as the Minions themselves all faded away as well. Except for the Advisor who simply turned and walked away,Meeting with other Advisors in the throneroom he said simply "The Last one is gone...It is time...Release the gifts of the Overlords to their Successors" they all nodded before turning to leave,Taking up various small packages on their way out...
----- The 'Idea' Rather simple,Magic and all that is Real but has been 'sleeping' away. the Last of the powers that be having finally passed away,the Advisors or 'Chief' minions are finally Passing along gifts to the 'Successors' of the powers. gifts to Awaken them to the Power they can wield,from there...Its up to you!
Rules 1.No Godmodding (Controlling Someone elses character/Forcing them to do a Action) 2.No Autohitting (Forcing them to Take a Hit/Sly Comment the Keyword) 3.No Powerplaying (Being Invincible or Unstopable/Instantly knowing something) 4.Keep Romance PG-13, Your Mother might be watching! 5.This is Infact Modern,But with a Twist of Magic 6.Be Creative! Picture yourself in the Setting and Grow from there! 7.No Flying Hamsters were har- oh forget it! *Starts grilling some Hamster*
Bio Format Name- @ge- (Teen's only) Gender- Appearance- Bio- Other- Keyword-
Note-Your intro post should involve the package ariving,With following Limits on it Contains ONE Artifact (Nothing Uber powered) May come with Three Minions (Loyal to you of course) May come with Four Magical Non-Artifact Items (like Charms,rings,Books and such) May come with a 'Advisor' Minion INSTEAD of the three minions
Minion Format-Describe your Minion Breed! Name- Appearance- Powers- Other- (Include at least one flaw with them)
Note-Minions must be Summoned or Created,They are Bound to their master and are Loyal to the Death Unless Given freely. Keep to your own Minion breed unless you gain a way to Create someone elses breed,The Minions WILL Cease to be if their Master Losses their power even temporarly... (Except for Minions you've Given away) |
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Slipwing
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| 14 Feb 2012 05:19 PM |
Bio Format Name-James Akarian @ge-15 Gender-Male Appearance-He stands roughly 5ft 4in with Pale skin,He has Short Red hair that's usually a mess. His left eye is Dark green and his right a Deep blue,He doesn't have much of a muscle build but doesn't have much fat either. He is always wearing forest pattern cargopants,though he is usually wearing either a Shirt with a Animal on it or a Simple Black shirt. He Wears simple Black Velcro sneakers and almost always has a pair of sunglasses on outside,The only other noteable trait he has is the many Scars on his hands...
Bio-James Has a somewhat passive hobby of wood carving,though his poor motor skills have left his hands Rather bruised from accidents while cutting. In school he's largely ignored,no one really cares to mess with him though he is still known for having set a Science lab on fire more then once. He's also got a Slight knack for fixing things,while also being rather curious of Supernatural ideas though considering them false... Other-He is Alergic to Mushrooms though only to a minor degree
Minion Format Name-Ka'ra Appearance-They are Human sized Minions,Skeletal in form. There is no flesh in their body,only Shadows. They have a almost Flat and flexable ribcage and Four long thin legs ending with sharp points instead of Feet,Their Skull has no spots for eyes or noise though their Jaw bone is split in two as Mandibles instead of a full jaw. They have Long Thin arms with slender manipulative hands,The bones in their hands shaprned like claws and able to cut most Soft objects. Aside from this,their entire bodys are Draped in shadows and their form is so thin they can fit in places most people couldn't. this is only Furthered by Their ability to shift bones into various positions,not bound by flesh but only shadow...
Powers-They can Manipulate shadows to Hide themselves,They Don't appear in 'Recorded' Media such as Photo's or Videos... Other-They unsuprisingly excell at being stealthy,though in direct conflict they tend to break rather easilly rendering them rather useless for combat... |
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| 14 Feb 2012 05:36 PM |
When you type like this,It makes little sense in the grammar world.
And capitalizing words at random in a sentence is bad. |
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| 14 Feb 2012 05:40 PM |
Name: Myles Orion Ag/e: 17 Gender: Male. Appearance: Myles stands at a meager, unhealthy 5'2, his build otherwise average. He is Caucasian, with average features besides prominent eyebrows and bags under his eyes. He has dark brown eyes, and his cheeks are freckled. He has short, unkempt blond hair.
Myles is currently clad in a brown coat over a light brown shirt, along with black pants. He is barefoot at the moment. Due to an 'accident' several ye/ars ago, Myles walks with a bit of a limp.
Bio: Myles's father, when he was alive, was an immensely hated man. He was so hated, in fact, that he believed only his family truly held any liking for him. Even this is untrue, however, for Myles found himself hated by the woman that had given bi/rth to him. With a striking resemblance to his father and an even more strikingly similar personality, Myles has spent his short life in seclusion, learning the ways of manipulation and being home-schooled by tutors bought with the considerable wealth of the Orion family.
Myles has grown to be hateful, deceptive, and a person of many grudges. He has educated himself beyond just his home-schooling, spending much of his time reading.
Other: None.
Keyword: Sly Comment? |
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Slipwing
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| 14 Feb 2012 05:43 PM |
| ((I didn't realize I cared Wicked...Formal grammer can stay for english class, also accepted Sigurd)) |
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Slipwing
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| 14 Feb 2012 05:58 PM |
| ((mmm...no one else seems to be joining currently...want to try and wait for one more person before starting, as most people don't seem to like joining in-progress rp's...)) |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:07 PM |
| ((I say give it... 3 minutes.) |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:08 PM |
| (Im going to be joining soon but itll take a little bit.) |
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Slipwing
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| Joined: 10 Sep 2008 |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:09 PM |
((might as well go ahead and start, perhaps someone will join))
James was at home, He was currently on Suspension from school pending the accident he caused in the science labs again. as such he was sitting on the computer reading up on some things he could try next time he was at the school labs again, his parents were out for the moment so he had the house to himself as quite as it was. the Doorbell rung after a moment, James gave a sigh as he glanced out the window to see a shipping truck go past...
Giving a sigh he went to the door, opening to find a rather large box sitting there. James thought for a moment ~Not Expecting anything...Wonder who's it for~ he quickly brought the box inside, not wanting to linger by the door much longer... |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:15 PM |
In the lonely living room of the Orion house, Myles was busy. Specifically, Myles was busy reading. He had finished at least 3 other books in the past week, and was quickly growing anxious. In the back of his mind, he knew something was going to happen. With his tutor gone for a few weeks (Myles had done all of the work given to him far faster than he should have), Myles was truly alone. He hated it, to put it simply, but he dealt with it.
Myles paused as an ominous sound rang through the house. The sound of a doorbell. Quickly, Myles put his book down, moving to the door. Peering outside a peephole, his curious eye found nothing. After a few cautious moments, Myles opened the door. Sitting in front of the second door of the house, the bug screen, was a large black box. Myles cautiously opened his door, peering at the suspicious item. Who would leave such an item for him? Or was it for him? Perhaps it was for his mother? He couldn't say, and so he instead picked up the box, carefully stepping backwards into the house and closing the door behind him.
Myles headed back for the table he had been sitting at. |
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Slipwing
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:24 PM |
James brought the Large box into the living room, grumbling as he mumbled "Definitly...Heavier then it looks..." Gently he put it down on the floor, looking for any sort of label on the box as to who it was for. after a few moments of finding nothing James gave a sigh, Then padded his pockets checking for his pocket knife. mumbling to himself "unlabled...might as well check it" Finally he pulled out the knife and flicked out the blade, With little concern for the box itself he quickly cut it open...
To His amazement inside the box, James found a letter sitting on top of quite a bit of packing material. specificly the letter was addressed to him specificly, James picked it up to read...
"To My Great Grandson James
I have been growing old in my years my Memorys of you a bit weak. Last time I saw you was when you were a young child by now your probably a bit older. for some time I have looked for someone to give my legacy to. the rest of the family seems to lack the same Gift I've seen in you. as such I feel it is need for me to pass these things to you. Perhaps you will find good use for them
- William Spencer"
James thought for a moment ~William Spencer? had to be my mothers side...but...I don't remember anyone called that in the family tree~ |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:29 PM |
Name-Amor Love @ge- 14 Gender-Female Appearance-She has silvery green eyes. Her hair is a light brown color it wav but not overly wavy, it reaches about mid upper back. She has very very pale skin exsept for the freckles that run across the bridge of her nose. She has a small body build and is only 5'4. Her left arm has never worked very well due to abuse to her as a baby.She is normaly wearing a black hoodie, with a red shirt underneath. Her jeans are normaly ripped from all her times playing soccer.She just wears normal white tennis shoes. Bio- Well she wasnt born an orphan but she became one 2 months after she was born. She has gone through foster home after foster home.She thinks shes finnally setteled in one place. Other-Nope. Keyword- Sly comment.
Name-Likas (Lie-ka) Appearance-They are about 4-5 ft tall and have a very pale orange color.They have a blue hair color.They are normally dressed in human child clothes and are very alike to humans.Though they understand english they cant speak it there voice box only allows them to talk in meeps. Powers-They are skilled at building things and stealthy too. Other-Though they are stealthy they are easily manipulated and they suck at range fireing.They also fear alot of things. |
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Slipwing
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| Joined: 10 Sep 2008 |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:33 PM |
| ((Accepted...go ahead and start!)) |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:37 PM |
Amor She was walking "home" well foster home.She had jusst been at the park. The only place she could think.She was approaching the house.The dog was barking, if you could call it a dog it looked more like a rat.She saw a pakage on the door mat.Hmmm who could it be for she thought she looked at the name on the box...It was for her. |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:41 PM |
Myles had sat down and opened the box several minutes ago, and yet he was still staring at what laid before. It was plain black book, small in height and length but rather thick with pages. Beside the strange book laid four items: First, there was a rolled up utility belt, from which a wide range of strange tools sprouted. Beside that was an obsidian-black stone attached to a small silver chain. Beside that was a curved, tiny dagger, engraved in a language that hurt to try and read.
Next was what appeared to be a folded up cloak. It was made from some kind of black silk, and the many holes and tears in it spoke of it's a/ge. Finally, on top of that laid the pieces of an ornate metal staff. It's head was brass, and appeared to be modeled after a goat head, complete with the horns.
Whispers seem to be emanating from box, Myles noted, and a chill was now in the air. In his mind, Myles told himself that this was something horrid, that he should discard it immediately.
Myles slowly reached towards the book. |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:43 PM |
| (What exsactly can we find in th box?) |
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:46 PM |
| ((Read below the first character sheet. It details what can be found.) |
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Slipwing
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| 14 Feb 2012 06:47 PM |
((a few things can be found within, the first is a Artifact which you MUST have a artifact in the box. the Artifact is any sort of powerful magical object. Aside from this you can have four magical objects (though not to the strength of a artifact) Finally you can have 3 minions come with the box or a Cheif minion, yes they can come in magically compressed form))
((as note-sorry for slow replys...my internet is being sluggish atm)) |
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| 14 Feb 2012 07:00 PM |
Amor The box was tall about 4 feet high.But it was strangely light.She set it down on the ground in the house.She grabed a kitchen knife and used in to cut thE tape.She looked in their an saw a weird looking stick like thing.She took that out a set it aside.She saw a bow and about 5 arrows, she questioned why someone would send her that. Their was a small locket also, and next to that was a book it had weird writeing on the front finnally what she saw last was a box that was as tall as the box it came in strange meeps were comeing from it.
It could be anthing she thought.She took a risk and opened it.What she saw half scared her half surprised her.
(Please tell me if any of these things arent aloud.) |
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| 14 Feb 2012 07:05 PM |
((your fine cat))
James put the letter to the side of the box as he pulled the packing material out, within a few moments he had everything laid out. James looked at everything there in a little confusion, Starting with the largest object in the box was yet another box, It looked like a sort of puzzle with golden bands on it like a little chest. a Silver lock held the bands on, though with no key James was rather curious how to undo it. Giving a sigh he moved to the next object, which caught his eye...
The next object was a small necklace made of a silver chain, a series of light blue gems hung from it. James at once picked it up to look it over, feeling a odd tingling in his finger tips as he did so. Gently he put it back down, The next thing he noticed was a Pair of old worn leather boots which as he reaized were the same size he wore thankfully enough. though he didn't put much thought into them as he looked to the next object, which was three simple tokens with another letter. James wondered what exactly was with the tokens, considering he hadn't seen ones like them before as they bore the image of a Strange skeletal creature on them... |
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| 14 Feb 2012 07:16 PM |
Amor She looked at them.They looked back and one pointed and very loudly said meep.She saw a note on the ground of the box.She picked it up.she opened it up and it said,
Dear Amor,
These are Likas.They are easily frightned and scared.They belong to you now due to my sickness. They are skilled craftmen and very stealthy though they suck at ranged combat.Dont be starteled by their meeps that all they can say., Love, H.H.
The note confused her. She helped the Likas outta the box.They just stood their and stared at her as though they were waiting for something.She was glad no one was except for her. She awkwardly stared back at them. |
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| 14 Feb 2012 07:22 PM |
"GRRRIKK... B'A'GUHL."
Myles froze, his right hand still holding the book. Slowly, his grip upon it tightened. He could feel a... Pressure in his mind. Something squeezed and poked at the fabric of reality itself, peering with a lidless, incomprehensible eye into the third dimension from it's lofty perch many planes above. It peered into Myles's brain, and spoke with it's many mouths those two twisted words. They were harsh words, words that gave Myles a foul headache and caused the shadows in the room to grow immensely as all nearby light dimmed.
Myles suddenly found himself gripped by an understanding. The items laid out before him, they were the remnants of what was once a powerful being. A powerful being he was related to, and one that was hated by all. The one who had indirectly forced him to live his short life in isolation.
Myles grit his teeth, as he contemplated the grim knowledge that had flowed into his mind. His father was a necromancer, a cult master, and an dark man in general. And this was his legacy. Items that he held dear to him, that were imbued with great power.
Myles ignored the blood that dripped from his nose as he quickly put the book back into the box, closed the box, and donned his shoes. Myles was a vengeful, ambitious person, and this source of power gave him exactly what he needed to accomplish his goals. What those goals were, only time and his actions would tell.
Myles picked up the box, heading for the door. He didn't care that he was probably about to throw any chance of a safe and quiet life away. He didn't care that he was only 17. He didn't care that he lacked any true connections with anybody behind his somewhat friendly tutor. All he cared about at the moment was the voice that had tainted his mind for a brief moment, that was encouraging him to head for a special place.
Myles closed and locked the door of the house behind him, and headed for the cemetary. |
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