ars_magicae

If you don't know what Shadowrun is, then you have no place here. The first requirement gor this is a familiarity Shadowrun, at least as of Third Edition, preferably Fourth.Now that that has been cleared up, let me get to the concept. You are part of an established team running the shadows in the Fargo Sprawl, you have been there and done that for Fargo. But your team has gotten too big for the smalltimes of Fargo and the powers that be have realized this too. The local Yakuza has recently put you on the 'Potential Threats' list and they are getting ready to take off the list, permanently. This RP starts with your escape from Fargo to the Seatte Sprawk, where you will have to start over, build up your rep and survive the much harsher shadow enviroment. Your team is close, but can they stay together through the temptations of the Emerald City? What I want from potential players is a character concept first and I will work with you from there.

Ars had become more and more agated in the last couple of days with all the new people entering the city and everyone asking about the Bandit Game. How it had become suddenly popular, he had no idea, but he didn't care for it one bit. Arunue had quickly caught on to his presence, she was better than he thought, but he didn't mind that at all. He was too busy as it is and he didn't need to following around some wannabe bandit, she stood out like a sore thumb, riding around on a horse like some high and mighty thief god. He had others to worry about, like this Kylie Lupin, she had been asking about him to, but in a far more subtle way. She was only asking about him though, she didn't seem to care about the Bandit Game, and for some reason that intrigued him, more than usual. Hmm, Lupin, he could of swore that he had heard that name somewhere before, maybe a Miles Lupin, that was it. Intriguing. There it was, the Tower of Thieves, standing smack dab in the middle of town. He had been thinking so much that he lost track of where he was walking, but he got there anyway. Too many people were asking about the Bandit Game now and he could let anyone find the scroll before him, so he had to risk the Tower's traps now, before he had enough information and before anyone else. This was it, he put his hands in his pockets and started inside.

It had been years since any man had stepped foot in the sanctuary of the Temple of Thieves. The Scroll of the Sky Stones has laid undisturbed for centuries, but an air of change blows through the columns of the temple. A time of change has begun and the Sky Stones are becoming restless in their slumber. The Bandit Game has begun and only the Bandit King will come out victorious. This is the story and each person must start with how they came to read the Scroll of the Sky Stones. This is a mandatory prologue for each characters development, and they all must happen within a week of the first encounter with the scroll. The characters are: Ars Suichi: ars_magicae Zen the VII: Lone Bebop Rhel " baby boy" Di: Drix D'Zanth Kylie "Ky" Lupin: erinzyger Miles Lupin: Geist Kimana "Ki" Toki: Ohkami Arunue Kalamara: ArunueShekamari Alexandra: Arika Ars: The dank smell of corroding flesh and demon feces corrupted the air of the dark corridors between the streets of the City of Thieves. He had only lived here for a mere two months but Ars has already grown accustomed to the rank stenches of the city and also to the countless daily attempts on his life. In the short period of time that he had been in tCoT he had gained quite a reputation and some of the more long term citizens didn't seem to care for this up and coming bandit. He worked for no syndicate, belonged to no gang, and had not a single tie to anyone in the city and yet no matter what the job, he seemed to get to first. This seemed like just another day in tCoT, but Ars could sense of air of change stirring up the muck air of the city and it made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. But now was not the time to being worrying about such trivial matters as he was currently following a strange girl that had just entered tCoT. She had been asking around about both him and the Thieves Quest, often in the same sentence. She was jeopardizing his carefully laid plans and he was not about to let a nobody like her get away with that. The quest was the reason that he left the tequila gang and the quest was what he had been carefully researching over the last two months and now the quest was what was making him skulk around in demon feces. Damn this girl.

sorry, i have been in a long moving transition between houses and have only had a comp while at school but I decided that I'll start the rpg on monday. so look for it then. Thanks for waiting.

yeah, .hack infection is one of the less outstanding rpg's out there, it is really short, no real backstory on the characters, but that is to be expected in a game that simulates a mmorpg. I liked the game because it has one of the best gaming engines I ever used, I really like the way it plays, the ability to have many characters that you can switch around in your team, kinda reminds me of FFX's system a little bit.

" YOUR SLACKING!!," screamed the sensei in Ars' head," how could you let people see you like that, I trained you better..." Ars wasn't listening, however his inner self was being beated now with a wooden katana like Rue's. Ars was still spinning with all the happenings of the day, they were spiraling though his head so fast that he couldn't gasp at any of them, so many things at one time was seriously doing some mental damage to him. he was so lost in his own thoughts that he walked right by the arena five times before remembering that he had to go in and even then still fuzzy on why. Then when he saw Aiko climbing up to the announcers chair he remembered why he was there. But by this time he the first nights fight was about to begin and he wouldn't dare interupt Aiko while she was annnouncing. So he sat down, waiting for the rest of his team to arrive so that they could view this match together and come up with a nice strategy for when they faced the winner, all the time while Sensei continued his lecture and beating him with a stick.

If you look at my theory an the tsukasa is level 99 thread I state that Tsukasa cannot use magic because to create the spell he must use his skill points ( game reference ) and since humans do not have skill points, Tsukasa is not able to access these abilities, because he does not have the knowledge of how to do so. That is why Tsukasa is so surprised when he finally does. as for his guardian, it is not a spell. tsukasa can call it when he wants to because it is more like a guard dog, it reacts when it is called, but also will protect tsukasa even when he is not summoned. The guardian is an entity, not a spell. Tsukasa is also not using magic when he gates from an area to a server town, he is simply using a sprite ocarina (the show being different to the game in that the sprite ocarina in the show will take tsukasa directly to the town and just out of the dungeon and back to the field.)

holy blue hells, that is some nice piece of art. I would choose it to be in Rising Stars ( but I haven't seen the other applications ) anyways that is really good, love your characters especailly Gedden, but I did notice that he does look kinda like Sephiroth. hmmm well anyways I would give it a solid 10/ 10, but who am I to judge. oh i am planning on entering the Rising Stars next year so I might just keep you guys in the know about my plans and the way it is coming along, especially you, you might be able to give me some pointers.

Ars was beating himself up inside,' how did someone find out?' he thought as his inner self continued punching itself. He had told no one what he thought or who he liked for that matter, he had never told anyone at all any of his feelings. ' Feelings just make you weak. Master said I must never let my feelings cloud my thoughts ( at this time an old man enters Ars' mind, the old man is Sensei, and starts beating Ars' inner slef with a paper fan )' Ars continues to walk, not watching where he was going when he ran into Eli Harris, the Digital Starlight member and the boy he saw Aiko talking to before he ran away. " Sorry," mumbled Ars, his mind still on the down spiraling events of the day. " Its no prob," replied Eli," hey you're Ars aren't you, I recognized your face from the drawing that Aiko had done, it was a real good likeness of you except for the hearts all over ......" and with that Eli quickly shut his mouth, he realized that he had just said too much. Ars' mind quickly began to race as he left Eli with a word and headed towards the arena, he just had to steal that picture somehow and get a good look at it.

Ars was walking back to the clocktower, with gift, already wrapped and ready, in hand. Ars took a slight detour to left first before entering the clocktower. He walked into the school halls and stopped in front of a locker. It was locker 104, belonging to Aiko Mitsume. He removed his lock picking kit from within the one of the many pockets in his coat and opened her locker. Inside there were all sorts of journalistic paraphenalia, mics, cameras, recorders, and video cameras, including about a dozen or so notebooks. Ars carefully laid his gift atop them all and closed the locker snuggly. he turned around and began to walk away as Aiko rounded the corner while talking to Eli. Ars quickly rounded the next corner and uses a smoke bomb to escape without a trace.

Ars quickly split away from the other two, not wanting to get at blows with Akasuki and not caring about Rue. He had done what he was trained to do and this was no exception. He walked down the fall away from them as he heard Akasuki shout out," Thanks for that but I'll still woop on you guys at the tournament." Ars was listening very intently and was contemplating what to buy with the fifty dollars he still had from Akasuki's wallet, she may have the wallet, but Ars had her money. He felt the school grounds, not really caring much about tonights fight, and instead walked to the nearest mall where he would buy Aiko the best tape recorder he could find. Remember that Ars is a thief and has plenty if money of other peoples. He surprisingly never saw the leader of his team today, she always showed up in the clocktower or he saw her around school, but she was nowhere to be seen. But these thoughts slipped from his mind as he walked into the mall.

The thug leader opens his mouth to speak, but only coughs out a putrid smelling gas. Instead Ars opens his mouth to tell Mrs. M the story. Ars recounts the happenings of the bathroom but leaves out crucial details that make it seem as though he were only there as a sideline viewer. He tells of how Rue was forced to fight the thugs, because they were doing something naughty in the bathroom (( ooc what were they doing? )) and they didn't want Rue to tell on them. He left out the part of Rue saying that he would rat them out because it made Rue look weak and Ars knew that Mrs. M absolutely hated weaklings, from previous experiences with her. He even defended Akasuki, giving her the same reasons of being there as him and thus making her innocent of crimes against school rules. " Well, I hardly do believe that is the truth Mr. Suichi, (( ooc that is Ars' last name)) but since it is the only evidence I have at the time I am going to have to let the three of you go," said Mrs. M, referring to of course Ars, Akasuki, and Rue." As for you thugs, I'll come up with a good punishment for you, for trying to start fights with under classmen...." She continued as Ars, Rue, and the still ungrateful Akasuki left her office.

"This day just keeps getting worse,"growled Ars under his breath,"I really don't have time for this." With that he reached into his coat and was about to drop a mass of smoke pellets, when Rue stuck his hand in front of Ars. "Don't," commented Rue," That will only make things worse." Ars slipped the pellets back into his coat, for now, but instead turned his attention to Akasuki," Hey you know that it is your fault that you are in this mess. If you hadn't interfered with someone else's fight, then none of us would be here. My associate Rue here could easily have defeated those wannabes and walked away before Mrs. M arrived, I would still be sleeping and you wouldn't have to worry about your precious Micheal getting mad at you." " Us wannabes?" retorted the leader of the gang." come on just you and me right....." Before he could finish his sentence Ars threw a stink pellet into his mouth and down his throat, thus effectively stopping the idiot's babbling and giving him one mean cough. The rest of the gang burst out with there contained laughter and even Mrs. M giggled under her breath, but she returned to scowling at the students she was escorting and led them into her office.

"You have good speed for a first year," said Ars as he spoke up," but don't relax so much kid, these guys are cake, I know but you should be ever vigilant." He was still thinking of Aiko, so only half watching the fight. Akasuki was now coming to her feet and was staring in awe at the first year that she was just trying to defend a couple of moments ago. Her bum still smarted from falling like a fool in front of everyone, and she was still trying to figure out what Ars did to make her fall, when she looked down to see her shoes were tied together. grrrr, she thought, I will have your head for this in the tournament. Ars need not watch the rest of the fight, he got to see just how fast his teammate was and needed not a further demonstration of the boys skills. he turned and walked by Akasuki effectively stealing her watch at the same time.

Ars throws a sweep kick at Akasuki, but she flips backwards and out of the way as he expects her to do. As her feet come up into the air, Ars' hands move faster than most people can see and easily unties and reties her shoe strings together, so that she falls on her a** as she lands the flip. " I told you to stay out of this, but if you want it to become personal, then wait for the tournament. I have had a bad enough day as it is," and with that Ars turned back to the fight. 'Stupid girl,'he thought,' she doesn't even notice that I stole her wallet at the same time I tied her shoes together. It felt pretty heavy, what is there like fifty bucks in it.' Ars could buy Aiko a nice present with that kind of money, a new recorder maybe..... He pondered these things as he watch the real fight start between Rue and the now very angry thugs.

I'll edit this post but for now I'm securring my spot. I'm coming up with a good bio right now.

Ars drops down from the rafters of the gym, right in front of Akasuki, who was at the moment about to get in a brawl with the five thugs from the restroom. Ars had been sitting up there watching the other teams practice and decided to reveal himself when he saw her interfere with his teammates fight. "Hmm you guys don't look so tough," he commented as he walked around each of the five guys, they were still shocked by his sudden appearance. " Oh and you," turning his attention to Akasuki," you stay out of this. I want to see how well this kid can fight." "But he'll get slaughtered in there," she retorted at Ars. "Hey Rue," he said obviously ignoring akasuki," hand me your wooden katana for the duration of the fight. It is against the KNIGHTS code to fight an unarmed opponent with a weapon, you should remember that." Rue carefully handed his katana to Ars, then turned to face his opponents. "You shouldn't have done that little man," smirked the apparent leader of the thugs as he reached for his pocket," Hey where the hell did my knife go?" Same words were coming from his friends behind him. Ars held up his hand as it juggled the five pocket knifes," Oh I just borrowed these from you as I walked by, hope you don't mind." Ars looked on at the fight that was about to commence.

It seems that the bio of being kidnapped by agang has become quite popular on this thread, and know that in the future if you are going to is this as a backstory, please put a little more substance into your biography. No more of this, I was kidnapped and taught their ways and now I'm going solo stuff, be more ingenious than that. What about a one like Drix's, something like: i grew up in smallest of the nine planet towns, pluto. hardly any one ever visits pluto do to its distance from other towns. Do to this fact the people of pluto were very poor. My family was blessed and cursed with too many children, and so my father had to sell me, the youngest daughter, into slavery just to feed the rest of the family. This gave me a very pessimistic view of live at a very young age. The man I was sold to was George Vodka, the traveling people marketer. I traveled with him for a very short time because I had quickly become obsessed with escape, and thus it happened on a fateful night when he passed out drunk. I snuck up to him and stole the keys from his belt. Myself and five other children escaped to the nearby town of Venus. None of us was yet to the age where we could work, but did find jobs working in a sweat shop. We stuck together through the years and were known by the kids as The Refugee Gang. As each of us neared becoming a teenager we began to plan an escape from this second life of slavery. We decided to escape one at a time, me first, as I was still the youngest, but the other children ratted on us and I was the only one who made it out. I heard rumors of their deaths, but believed none of them. I just began to head to the city that we all planned to meet at if we ever got separated, The City of Thieves. There I heard of the Bandit Game and heard that someone had set off on it that had looked like the old leader of our gang, and I decided to find out if it was really him. This is the kind of backstories that I really want, with real motifs. Any one can use this for their bio but I want to see a good character to go along with it.

But here is something you all probaaly never even thought about, Tsukasa is stuck in the game, so how would he be able to do magic. Its not like he knows how to project his body energy, which is why he is so surprised when he finally does. I cannot believe you all overlooked this one major fact. This changes it all now doesn't it. hmmmm.......

"Yes this is moment I've been dying for since I first layed eyes on this goddess," thought Ars. he quickly scanned his brain for some idea of what to replay with her, because to tell the truth he had never come to Mr. Matts Journalism class this semester, but after the attack this morning he decided to go somewhere he could think in safety. This was turning out to be not such a bad day after all. "Um," said Ars as he quickly try to think of something that was like role-playing," me and my partner were um doing............. oh yeah, the final scene of Romeo and Juliet. Yeah thats it." "Real smooth casa nova," thought Ars," lets hope she doesn't think I was lying." "Yeah, ok," responded Aiko. Ars could only wonder what was going through her head. " Well I know this play pretty well, so I'll do the part of Romeo and well you can lay down over there and be Juliet. I'm this part because its a role-playing exercise and your not supposed to play conventional roles." "I like it this way cause I don't know any of the lines unless you count ' to be or not to be..' and I get to kiss Aiko!!! :love: ," Ars thought. "Ok so I just lay here, like this, while you act the scene out around me?" asked Ars. "Yeah, just like that." Ars just lay there preparing himself for the moment he had been waiting for, not listening to the lines she said or anything that was going, this was his moment. Then it happened, he saw her lean in close, her face was but inches from his and then...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................DDDDDDIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!! (That was the bell) As he rasied his head he watched everyone leave the classroom, leaving him completely alone. "God damnit you mother%&#$!^%& bell, your a f#$^!ng c*&@sucker you know that ............"

The world spun around Ars at an unbelievably high pace as he spun gracefully around the clocktower, throwing his blades this way and that, acting as if he were floating on clouds. As he slowed to a stop he gazed around the room seeing that each of his blades had taken a bulls eye on the many targets he set up around, each with the face of one of his competitors from the five other teams and of the faces he had tore from the school yearbook. He had only left one picture untouched in his spinning carnage, it was the one face he would never throw a knife at. It was a picture the strawberry haired announcer that he had a crush on since his freashman year. Aiko Mitsume:love:. Suddenly Ars snapped out of trance, kicked up a piece of loose wood and and caught it with the points of the retractable blades on his wrist. At that moment a dagger flew through the window of the clock tower and he deflected it with the wood he had impaled moments before. He quickly ran over to see one of the Card Game Masters summoned birds fly away with what looked to be his master on his back. Ars looked to see where the stray dagger had been deflected to, and to his greatest anger it aws smack dab in the middle of his picture of Aiko Mitsume. " This is war," Ars declared as he threw his entire stock of hidden blades into the section where he kept the card freaks pictures, "They will suffer at my hand and no one else's."

Name: Alan Batim Background: If you want it, steal it. That was his motto then and well it is his motto now. A thieve till the very end is what he told them all, but he did not know then how prophetic those words would turn out to be. He grew up the same way many of the children grew up in the slums of New York, in an endless poverty. He also as many of the others did also and quit school at an early age only to turn to a life of crime. He was a good thief, not the best, but good nonetheless. By day he lived as the homeless do and by night he made his income, working only for himself and his now single mother. He tried hard to steal nice things for her, but she only wanted for her son to settle down and get married. That was an idea, him married, he laughed at himself for even thinking such a thing. He couldn't stop now, he was to far in, and many people wanted to see him dead, he would just endanger anyone he got close to. Thus we come to the night of his embrace, he had just pulled a job on one of the biggest mob bosses in New York and was running for his life from the men the man had sent to kill him. He thought he could hide in an upcoming alleyway, but instead ran into the thing he would see with mortal eyes. Image: A tall lanky man with a slightly pale complexion and long parted brown hair. He often wears a tight gray t-shirt on top of baggy black jeans with whatever shoes he can find. Above those he has a large gray overcoat and a black bowler on his head. Inventory: The only items he owns a switch blade, his trusting lock pick set, and a .22 beretta he stole off a security guard he passed one day. Sire:Count Ars Tremolian Nature: Rebel Demeanor: Loner Clan: Tremere Generation: 12th Apparent Age: 18 Embrace: October 4th, 1999 Physical: Strength 2 Dexterity 4 Stamina 2 Mental: Perception 3 Intelligence 3 Wits 4 Social: Charisma 2 Manipulation 2 Appearance 2 Talents: Dodge 3 Streetwise 3 Subterfuge 3 Skills: Firearms 2 Melee 3 Stealth 5 Survival 3 Knowledges: Investigation 3 Occult 2 Disciplines: Auspex 1 Dominate 2 Thamaturgy 1 Background: Mentor 3 Resources 2 Contacts 2 Generation 1 Virtues: Conscience 3 Self-Control 3 Courage 3 Willpower 7 Humanity 8 Blood Pool That is my character, if any thing wrong or missing please PM me, and I already added my freebies just to let you know.

I can see it, Feel it, Even taste it As it twirls, As it whirls, And as it spins In the depths Of my head. Its' unrecognized, Ever-changing Thought patterns Bewilder, Confuse, And warp My conscience And that leaves Me vulnerable, Unprotected, And defenseless To the Consequences.

* checks for wallet * hey you stole my damn wallet you punk, give it back before I report to the police, or worse..... a moderator!:laugh: Well i like your poem and it so goes with the rpg I'm starting so Ilike it even more. well keep it up cause I can't say nothing bad about it so why don't I leave to someone else. Simon Cowell: It completely horrendous and I wouldn't read it if I didn't have to. :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :stupid:

THE BANDIT GAME In a world where the only road to anywhere is called the Milky Way and the cities along it are named after planets, there is one city that is on no map and in the middle of a desert, it is The City Of Thieves. In the heart of the city is a great lighthouse with a great secret, it holds an ancient scroll that tells of a great quest known as the Bandit Game. The quest is steal the very stars from the heavens themselves, the Sky Stones, gems that hold the power of the star that they are modeled after. Many have tried to undertake the quest and many have died, will you? So thats the intro and this is what I want your character to be like: ( remember you are a thief ) Name: Age: Description: Weapons and Tools: Bio: heres mine: Name: Ars Suichi Age: 17 Description: Tall and slightly muscular with long unkempt black hair. He is always wearing a large brown duster(overcoat)with a white sun insignia on the back. Under the duster he wears black pants with a black tank top. He has black boots with the white sun insignia on the side and with white laces. Weapons and Tools: Has a retractable blade in each sleeve and in each boot, has numerous blades of varying styles within the numerous pockets lining his coat. Also in there, there is an essential lock pick kit, grappling hook, and the pockets full of manga with names and contents not suitable for children.:naughty: Bio: Born in the largest town on the Milky Way, Ars was the same as any other child, nothing special except that he was just a little shorter that any other child his age. As he grew he became more wild and liked to start fights. He would fight anyone over anything and for this he was often in trouble. On one of those days Ars was walking past the town saloon on his way to anger management classes when a some idiot stranger stepped on his foot, so Ars being the fighter he is, turned around and clocked the guy in the mouth, thus succesfully breaking the mans jaw ( Ars being about 7 at this time). But behind the now unconscience man stood about a dozen more, he had just knocked the son of the leader of the Tequila Gang. One of the thieves swiftly knocked Ars out and took him to be a new servant for the boss. Ars tried many times to escape, failing miserably everytime and fighting with one member or another nearly every day that he was conscience. After a while Ars learned to tone down his anger and control it, but sure enough the thieves still wanted to fight, but Ars was now fighting without rage in his mind and started to easily best the thieves. Now the thieves not only fought with Ars, but began to bet to see how long each other would last. Ars soon bested every thief in the gang except two, the boss himself and the first mate ( they fancied themselves pirates). The day came when the other thieves persuaded the first mate to fight with Ars and sure enough after a long grueling fight Ars was again victorious. This fight was personally witnessed by the boss and the boss offered Ars an invitation to the gang. Ars could only accept, because to decline was suicide. He continued to travel with the gang (and fight with them) until they came to The City Of Thieves. Ars thought that this was his kind of town and thus departed from the Tequila Gang( after first drugging all their drinks, they wern't going to let him go) to make his own way in the world, and this is when he hears of the Bandit Game. I edited my bio, just to let you all know. now it is the kind of bio I want the characters in this rpg to have.