baalthaczaar

hope i can still join! name: icezer maximov age:19 occupation: rookie officer starting point: RCPD infection status: - bio: born and raised in raccoon city. none living family members, except his step-brother who he really hates, and joined the police force mainly in dreams of arresting him one day. works the graveyard shift in the dept., he just finished taking a shower in the locker rooms, when...the madness started.

name: baalthaczaar (birth name: kanburei mizukage) age: 26 sex: male race: human side: lights time: feudal age(japan) powers: shadow-kinesis( ability to control shadows, make use of them, like matter), use shadows as teleporter. appearance: see attachment (except that the hair is red and the clothes are black) weapons: battou-style katana. personality: warm-hearted, he is easy to make friends. can usually be found with a kind smile on his face. seems to be a push over at times but if its time to get serious, he would not hesitate to be cold-hearted. bio: kanburei is an assasin for a powerful clan in japan during its feudal age. he worked as a cook for a front bussiness of his clan during the day, but at night he comes to bring death from the shadows. a jealous fellow assasin, set him up for a trap. his superiors were sent wrong information that thier rival clan was invading thier territory, so kanburei was sent to deal with the situation. but this, was the trap set up for him. he faught bravely and to the bitter end. he eventually won, but suffered numerous mortal wounds. he died soon after. his skill was reknowed all over. he was revived by the lights and worked for them after. he later was modified as the lights see fit. since he was an assasin, he was given the powers of shadow-kinesis. he had suffered many encounters against the skulls and thier mange army. he spends his free time after missions roaming the country side where he lived before.

name: rassvius lruaine (pronounced: rasius ruane) gender: male age: 28 appearance: standing six feet tall, 175 lbs. and long black hair, fair complexion. wearing sand-blasted vintage jeans a blue shirt with a blue hoodie, sporting his black and white vintage "chucks" (converse all-star "chuck taylor"). mucle-toned body type, not buff. skills: exceptionally well marksmanship, but has fears of ever firing a gun or even touching one again. S.W.A.T team member skills. but has horrors and nightmares abou it. he is also ambidextrous (a lefty and at the same time a righty). personality: stoic when it comes to feelings or emotions. often keeps his thoughts well hidden inside of him. will often say sarcastic or insensitive things at the wrong moment. he rather backs down from a confrontation because of his fears of miscalculation, with himself or the other person. morbidly dislikes blood and often gets wacky and out of it when he sees blood lurks. his personality flips when blood is present. this schitzophrenia is his greatest weakness. history: rass is a former member of a S.W.A.T. team. he has won international recognition for his exceptional marksmanship. but diring a mission, where terrorists were holding hostages in a federal bank. his team was dispatched to access the situation. he was sent to sniping duty. and two of his comrades were sneaking into the bank when they were caught and seized by the terrorists, looking through his scope he saw both of them being slit in the throat and blood gushing out of thier necks. rass panicked and accidentally shot the terrorist in the head. the other terrorists responded by suicide bombing the whole building. killing more than a hundred people. although he was not blamed for this incident, he took into account all the thing he has witnessed and quit the force. he decided to move to raccoon city where he vowed not to use or even touch a gun again. but he will have to break this promise...to stay alive. he currently works for public utilities, construction, etc. in raccoon city. so even though this is a new place for him, he is very familiar with it.

name: Icezer Paladiamus Maximov (pronounced eeser paldimus maximoff) reaper name: Baalthaczaar soul age: 153 appearance: typical turn of the century european. velvet tall hat, pinstripe-dress clothes, heeled leather shoes, a cape, a cane. personality: Icezer has an airy feel to him, but he is also warm and friendly. he can easily attract attention when he enters a room, even though it is not his intention. a strategist in nature, he often thinks on how to approach the enemy rather than just charging blindly. he rather use the enemy's might against the enemy's self than to exert his own. reaper's becoming: in the middle of the night while reading books in his study, he heard a noise coming from the court yard. he went to go check, he looked out the window-door, across the patio into the court yard. there he saw a man soaked in blood and beside him the life-less body of his dearest friend, who was on his way to warn him of the impending danger but was caught and killed. blinding rage came over him and he rampantly thrust-opened the window doors, madly rushing toward his friend's murderer, suddenly the cold rain started pouring, with this his sanity came back. he approached the killer slowly, drawing his cane-sword, he saw that the killer was muscle-toned, he deduced that the guy was not nimble, he was right. he thrusted his blade to the throat of the murderer, with the last attempt of this man, he drew his pistol and shot Icezer in the chest, popping his left lung, and puncturing his aorta. reaper's weapon: a sword concealed inside his cane reaper's gift: uncanny nimbleness, shadow- able to use any shadows as a doorway to anywhere, morph shadow to any tangible object. reaper's former: the heir to the esteemed maximov family, highly educated since childhood. icezer's parents were murdered by jealous nobles. he was entrusted to thier closest family friend and icezer's dearest friend, artemius luiane. together they lived with artemius' daughter, who fell in-live with icezer but died from lukemia three years before the fateful night, when he met death.

ooc: sorry i havent been online latelyso i hope my spot is still free ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- after mizukage finished his fathers burial,he left for the take mountain range and there he will pick his next destination. there he will prctice his magic and try to contro the water element better. but as he was clearing the forest a loud thud broke the silence and birds flew away...

[QUOTE= Yeah, your right. Im going to take ice out of the list and just say that water includes ice.[/QUOTE] cool! thanks man! cause i got a lot of ideas for water/ice attacks. this will be dope( can i say dope? is it ok? ) anyway i hope to start this soon. so future peeps (people) whos gonna sign up. do it now!!!!!!

hope i can still join!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ name: baalthaczaar gender: male age: 17 description: shiny jet-black hair. customized short sleeved shirt (it looks like when you pull the front of your shirt over to the back of your neck) and metal gauntlets. black pants with yellow stripes on the sides. a dragon tatoo on his chest. two earriings on his left ear. and a sign that says "lord-of-kings" on the back of his shirt. backround: raised in a fishing and trade port. baalthaczaar's family made a living from fishing and trading. it is a custom in his family to hunt a whale or a big shark as an initiation to manhood. being a fisher prodigy, he hunted and shored three whale sharks and two great whites. after hearing the incident in lainwood forest, his grandfather told him a story about the wraith and how it claimed the life of his uncle. the following morning baalthaczaar sets out to lainwood forest to seek out the so called wraith. waepon: a nanigata/harpoon. a chain can be connected to the harpoon for fast retrieval. race: human

name: mizukage age: 18 gender: male bio: an orphan from the start. mizukage learned magic from a retired mage. mizukage looked up to the old mage as his father. one day the old mage slipped and he broke his hips. from that day the old mage got bedridden, and slowly his strength deteriorated. and after a few months he died of old age. his last words to mizukage was to follow his "dreams", which he did not understand at first. but that night he had a dream of demons sealed long ago had become active and began to surface again. he awoke from this nightmare and realized his mentors last words... magic element: water (isnt water same as ice?) weapon: battou-style katana

there are many animes or mangas in this world of ours. and i must say that each anime (or manga) is relatively different from the other, yes it is true that some are more boring than others. but who are we to judge which is better or worse? does our credibility give us the benefit to sort the good ones from the bad ones are we a critique who judges them?---------------------------- HEY! WHAT R YOU DOING? GRRRR!!! [this break is for the elapsed time that my brains arer fighting] sorry about that blubbering, i know that you read this post to know my opinion about the animes. and here it is. :D one of the good ones: rurouni kenshin (samurai x). this is a good anime because there is a good harmony and mix between the reality of japan's history and the fantasy of the maker's creativity. this adds to the rear-whoopin' action scenes in this anime. also the creator of rurouni kenshin gives us an in-depth look on the characters using flashbacks, conversations, and ova's. this anime reflects on our current and real world. the fantasy of the anime is like a parody of our real lives, and so the reality and fantasy collide in an awe-inspiring, action-filled, heart-warming anime that is rurouni kenshin.

"ahh. ice cream is tasty this time of day, right umbreon?" said oni. but umbreon wasn't paying attention. "whats the matter umbreon?". just as oni finished his sentence, officer jenny together with oni's dad pulled over the curb in front of oni. officer jenny: oni you gotta come with me tho the station. oni: what for? officer jenny: there is a need for trainers like you oni: need for what? officer jenny: your questions will be answered at the station oni: dad what about my training as a cook? oni's dad: well son that can wait, there is a need greater than training oni: ok ill do it. where is it any way? officer jenny: its rtight here in rustboro city

name: kanburei mizukage age: 20 looks: neck length black hair, brown eyes, pale asian look, 6'2", 180 lbs weapons: .45 long colt revolver, knives concealed in sleeves, air tazer posse:james henry's posse figure: lucy liu members: james henry, kanburei mizukage insultors: posse 2

[quote name='Takuya']Arika, I need a city or town for your character to start in, preferably a place where she's been for a while. this isn't required, but it will help me get the RPG going faster. also, you need a character description. Do that, and you're in. baalthaczaar, you only need to realize that your character won't have had time to start a journey since the attacks.[/quote] ok i'll edit it out right now. and whats next after sign ups, could you pm me please.

name: oni gender: male age: 19 appearance: shoulder-length black hair, yellow bug-eyes sunglasses, black-shirt that says " i'm with stupid 'then an index finger pionting upwards'" 6' tall. pokemon: (in no particular order) 1) charizard 2) scizor 3)gengar 4)umbreon 5)pikachu 6) corphish personality: oni is an outgoing person. but, he's handy around the house also. being an extremely friendly guy, he is often mistaken as a poor judge of character. although his main reason is that there are good in everyone. being a son of a master chef, oni's culinary techniques have been hewn since childhood. he trains with his pokemon everyday and leaves umbreon outside of the pokeball. bio: oni had a slightly abnormal childhood. growing up in rustboro city. at the age of seven he worked with his father at the restaurant and almost equalled him at the age of 10. but he got his first pokemon eevee, so his time at the restaurant lessened and lessened, until he decided to go on a journey. after nine years oni comes back to his home to finally rival his father two weeks before the cities were destroyed.

[quote name='Hatake][size=1][color=darkred]ReFlux and Cyriel good! ^^ We have lots of Fighters from Japan, and yeah also lots of fighters. We need more assassins! Common people join! And be a killer, instead of a fighter![/color'][/size][/quote] i edited the pic already, and i explained the battou style, included the personality. can i join now?

"yes, sure why not?" Baalthaczaar said "you can call me Baal" "good" Careath said in response. they did not realize that the night was over until the rising sun shone through the window. "heh. didnt even get to sleep. but that was a nice conversation." notodam said "yup. but i feel rested from that talk. it takes the stress off of you" baal said while yawning. "what are you talking about you just slept there like a rock!" careath said baal suddenly stood up and took to stones from his pocket and started to play with it. "what are you doing?" careath asked baal with a you're-so-childish look "practicing my tricks, to cheer up the little kids around town, even for a little bit, for they have suffered so much." baal answered with a glint in his eye. "ah. time to make the daily rounds" notodam said in a monotonous voice."coming?" he said to both of them "sure" baal and careath replied in unison. it was empty outside when they first stepped out, but one by one people started getting out of thier tents and houses. sadness can be seen from thier eyes. they found a group of kids playing around, baal smiled and called for the kids. he started playing with them, showing his magic trick to everybody and cracking jokes. "he's a kid, isn't he?" careath asked notodam "well... i dont think so. he is young i agree but hes very mature, hiding his sorrows from the world. a great deal of pain has made him a man. oh, did you know that hes the only survivor of the sai-boon people?" notodam commented careath: "really! thats a burden" notodam: "yup,his father died in his arms. pity. such a young age. well time for the morning rounds, lets leave him here." after what notodam said careath's view of baal changed.