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| 13 Mar 2012 05:42 PM |
(Big thanks to EvilishnessII for the plot! He is the primary admin here, RESPECT.)
Plot: Years ago, in the Time of Peace, a race known as the Kosmisch knew only primitive life. For a long time, they based their doings only on their gods, and mystic ideas. But, soon, on a mission to trade, they found themselves half-dead and lost in a desert, when a saviour, the Man in Armor, brought them to safety with another race known as Fhysikalisch. After getting back on their feet, they left for home.
Much time later, the Fhysikalisch came to the city of Kosmisch for trade. Slowly, after a time, this became an annual event, with festivities, and a feast. But, their friendship would not last long.
Soon later, in the dark of night, the Fhysikalisch lit fire to the Palace of The Kosmisch. While a small, royal argument began betwene this, they were smart, and used the stealth of Udara warriors to tear down the city of Kosmisch, leaving every last one dead, and any treasures in possesion of themselves.
Unbenounced to the Fhysikalisch nation, the Kosmich nation was not entirely finished, and they re-grew their country underground, undetected.
After many years the Kosmich people once again fought the Fhysikalisch, in a war that lasted one hundred and twenty-two years. Eventually though, the war ended, with the remaining people splitting up, forming the four nations of today.
Classes/Ranking:
Phalanx: Swordsman, knights, warriors, call them what you will, but these people are the primary users of melee weaponry
Phoenix: The riflemen of the armies, they are a reletively new addition. They may be promoted to use side-arms and mini-cannons
Wyvrn: Bowmen and crossbow men, usually stick to their own weaponry. Sometimes when promoted they will become a 'GA', which stands for 'General archer', gaining the other's main weapon, in a smaller form. (EX: A Bowmen who is promoted to G.A will not gain a crossbow, but a smaller version. -Called a crossbow-'Pistol'-)
Nations:
Kosmisch (Cosmic) - The now extinct magical nation. They had long been at war with the Fhysikalisch.
Fhysikalisch (Physical) - The original nation of the planet. They were the makers of swords, armor, shields, and the suchlike. Like their rival nation, they are extinct.
Feuer (Fire.) - The more physical descendant of the Kosmisch nation, they have better rifle technology.
Voda (Water.) - The more cosmic descendant of the Kosmisch people, they have lighter technology than the other nations, making them known as 'runners'.
Erde (Earth.) - The more physical decendant of the Fhysikalish peopele, they have the most durable armor.
Udara (Air/Wind) The remains of the original Fhysikalisch people, they have better bows and crossbows.
Rules:
Logic, please. Example: A regular arrow probably won't pierce Erde platemail on the first shot.
No godmodding, or Ccing.
In a fight, if you do something unbelivebely stupid, you deserve to lose your character.
You can be a civilian, just don't expect to kill a general of an opposing army with a broom.
'It's not in the rules!' is not an excuse, and trying to use it as such will make sure that you are no longer part of the roleplay.
Cs:
Name: A.ge: Description: Gender: Class/Rank: Nation: Biography: Other:
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| 13 Mar 2012 06:02 PM |
(Yay! :D)
Name: Niko Grotzc
A.ge: 23
Description: Victorian/Pirate/Western-y looking clothing. http://www.roblox.com/Niko-item?id=74747153
Gender: Male
Class/Rank: Wyvrn
Nation: Udara
Biography: Born on a farm, raise on a ship, a born Business Man/Warrior.
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| 13 Mar 2012 06:10 PM |
Name: Abrin (Last name unknown)
A.ge: 27
Description: Short Salt-and-pepper looking hair, despite his young age. He wears chain-mail armor, with leather armor underneath. His eyes are a dark grey, making many people intimidated, despite a friendly smile. He also wears A mid-helm and a focusing glass, attached to his left eye, which he uses to magnify what he is shooting at slightly.
Gender: Male
Class/Rank: Phoenix/Gunner (Meaning he has a sidearm also)
Nation: Feure
Biography: Orphaned at a young a.ge, he grew up until he was o.ld enough to join his nations army.
Other: N/A |
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:04 PM |
(Ok, a few mistakes;
For one, spelling. Like, Poison was misspelled.
The second-to-last sentance in your biography was ingrammatical.
You have very strong armor, like those found in Erde territory. Not Voda.
You have more knives than guns, and yet you are a Pheonix.
Also, backstabbing your enemies? Don't you do that, anyway?
So far, unacceptable. But don't be afraid to try again.)
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:05 PM |
| (Also, I don't believe jeans were around.) |
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:06 PM |
(Oh, I didn't catch that.
Good eye.) |
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:07 PM |
| (I think I'll expand on my CS... ) |
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:17 PM |
Name: Niko Grotzc
A.ge: 23
Description: http://www.roblox.com/Niko-item?id=74747153 For the clothing(Correct me if any of this is unacceptable), black suit-y pants. Black waistcoat. White, long-sleeved shirt under with puffy cuffs, like a pirate. Black tie. Western revolver. Cavalry sabre. Extending short-bow/Long bow + anything inbetwene. Quiver, 24 arrows. Eastern-European/Australian/German accent. (Like Jack Sparrow, if he was German.)
Gender: Male
Class/Rank: Wyvrn
Nation: Udara
Biography: Born on a farm in Feuer until 9, raised on a ship to Voda until 18, a born Business Man/Warrior in Udara by his 20s.
Other: [NONE] |
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:20 PM |
Name: Vlancern Adaelus A.ge: 37 Description: Tall, thin, and tanned, with light brown, fairly messy hair, and deep green eyes. His face is fairly angular and sharp, but doesn't intimidate. His clothes vary, but his uniform has been heavily modified, with certain spots stripped off for extra mobility, and others added on to for extra defence. It's stained with dirt and gunpowder, but is otherwise fairly clean and well tended too. Gender: M Class/Rank: Pheonix Nation: Feuer Biography: Although his background is fairly unremarkable, and very much like your average gunman's -- He grew up on a farmstead, learned how to fire a gun, and then joined the army after longing for adventure. Vlancern, however, was one of the few to find said adventure. After a few extraordinary feats (Most of which were blind luck, although he's not about to admit it.) and several successful missions, he became one of the armies go-to men for important missions, although he was far from the best. He often tries to emulate your average swashbuckler, with witty one-liners, daring heroics, a high amount of self-confidence and a large ego, as well as a capacity for flirting. Other: I feel like I missed something. I'll head back and check. |
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River777
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:23 PM |
Name: Delvin Meer A.ge: Twenty Description: His hair is a dirty strawberry blonde that is long and unkempt, but often kept back in a pony tail. His eyes are a dark blue, almost black. He is short and stocky, and well built from a life of privilege and physical activity. He likes warm colors. He has a scar from a childhood hunting trip accident, that runs from the corner of his eye, across his nose, and down his neck a bit. His skin is a nice shade of tan from spending time outside. Gender: Male Class/Rank: Phoenix Nation: Feurer Biography: The son of a wealthy man, he is used to a life of privilege. Though, recently, he joined the military to experience new things and immediately fell in love with the concept of guns. He is a clever person, and likes to take non-standard approaches to things. He is an ambitious person, and likes to advance his own position. Other: N/A |
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| 13 Mar 2012 08:37 PM |
(Xilirite and River, accepted.
Although I only read through your CSs once, and it's a fact that you have to read through things twice to get your left brain working on it.) |
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| 13 Mar 2012 09:05 PM |
| (Now, later. Whenever you wish.) |
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| 13 Mar 2012 09:06 PM |
(I'll be switching to my alt for a while, to build on its game.
If TheGuyOverHere posts, know it's me.) |
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| 13 Mar 2012 09:31 PM |
(Alte Fehde means Old Feud in German.
Remembered he said something about it earlier, translated it online.) |
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| 13 Mar 2012 10:59 PM |
| (One last thing: The magic gem. Swiftness is for the Wind nation. Don't worry about putting a new Cs, we'll just ignore the gem part.) |
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| 14 Mar 2012 01:09 AM |
Name: Elias Verde.
A.ge: Twenty-five.
Description: His physical build is slightly average, only thing is he is a little thin. His clothes, are tattered peasant rags and a shredded cloak in his back. His face is rather unshaved, although his facial hair isn't really that long. A long, slender rifle hangs on his back, making it evident that he is a Phoenix.
Gender: Male.
Class/Rank: Phoenix.
Nation: Feuer. (Mind you, I think it sounds like 'fewer'. :3)
Biography: Born as a poor child to hark-working parents on a local farmhouse, Elias was trained by his father and grandfather on how to use a rifle by the age of ten. By the age of fifteen, he had been the local town's hunter. By the age of seventeen, his grandfather, a gunsmith, crafted a special modified gun just for him. When he had reached nineteen, he managed to join the army. The next five years, he became a respected soldier, yet he was still unknown to many.
Other: Nothing I should know of.
(Does that look good?)
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| 14 Mar 2012 12:46 PM |
| (Perfect. You are accepted.) |
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| 14 Mar 2012 02:32 PM |
(I will start then.)
Abrin sits down on a stump outside the town's barracks as he shrugs the rifle from his shoulder, and into his hands. He admired it for a minute. It was a standard rifle, nothing special. He had not yet been promoted to having the Nations infamous 'Molten' rifle, which shot super-heated metal scraps. He had long dreamed of owning such a rifle, but, he was satisfied with his current armament. |
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| 15 Mar 2012 12:16 AM |
Elias
I shoot a couple more times, aiming for the bulls-eye. Each of them managed to get closer and closer, but it always missed. Giving up, I toss my rifle on my back, and then begin to walk towards the gate.
(Do we start in the same town, or it varies?) |
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| 15 Mar 2012 02:24 PM |
(People from the same nation start in the same town, or close by. Eventually, everyone will have most likely met each other.)
Abrin finishes polishing his rifle, and begins work on his sidearm. It was some of the latest technology, a mere prototype. It was a tri-shot, each shot had a musket ball half the size of the rifles. |
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| 15 Mar 2012 02:53 PM |
(I'll go with 'close by'.)
Elias
The sound of the horn distracted me from my lunch, which was roasted fish. But duty called, and he had to do it. |
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