Orcus

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Lio Garavan [B]Age:[/B] 24 [B]Sex:[/B] Male [B]Trade:[/B] Dark Knight [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Behemoth.jpg][U][B]- Dark Armor[/B][/U][/URL] By Allowing the energies in Lio to burst forth from his body, creating an armor of dark energy. This armor is extremely powerful, and is impenetrable. It doesn?t lower his speed, however. Quite the contrary, his attributes are increased dramatically, from strength to speed. Seeing as this armor is merely a manifestation of Lio?s aura, the more it is struck at, the more damage his chakra suffers. He doesn?t feel the full effects of the draining until he runs out, where his body collapses and he is unable to move. He is extremely vulnerable in this state, so he tends to de-initiate the spell before his power is completely sapped. [U][B]-Dance of the Behemoth[/B][/U] Lio grabs both [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Balmung.jpg][B]Balmung[/B][/URL] and [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/SiegWarheit.jpg][B]Ragnarok[/B][/URL], crosses his arms and puts his blades into an x form in front of him. A ritual circle appears around him, and he is consumed by a black glow. After the glow fades, his body and his blades has his coat of arms symbol on them. The strength of each blade is increased tenfold and they can emit waves of energy through the air when swung. [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/oxide2_11.jpg][Lio][/URL] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/carlos.jpg][Lio?s clothing][/URL] Lio has black hair with silver bangs, and he wears a pair of thin, square-rimmed, lightly tinted black shades. His outfit is as shown, though his gloves have silver pentagrams on the back of them. Balmung and Ragnarok stay perched at his sides, and a pouch full of a variety of scrolls stays tucked into his belt. [B]Personality:[/B] Lio is a selfless warrior in every aspect. He?d quickly give his life for another, and will protect those close to him with everything he?s got. He is always loyal to his friends and himself, and holds virtues in high regard. He is an extremely good swordsman, and learned to wield two blades early. He mastered the double sword art with Ragnarok and Balmung, after a scarring incident in his childhood. He is full of pain, but shows it to no one, only because he feels no one should be burdened with his problems. He lives his life by the sword, and uses his word as a symbol of justice. He has a thirst for knowledge and the truth, and gladly picked up his blades when he heard of the unopened tomb in the temple in Nin land. He has heard stories of the danger that lies within, but none have ever come out alive, so whether those are mere stories or the truth, or unknown. But Lio feels a deep-seated desire to find out. [B]Still Life:[/B] The sun shone down onto the open fields, illuminating the animals, the grass, and two warriors grid locked in battle. One, 14, was obviously giving it his all, but was losing to the older gentleman. He struck at his opponent with one blade, and, while his opponent dodged it, he struck with the other. Unfortunately, the opponent jumped clear over him and hit him in the spine with the back of his blade. The teenager fell to his knees, panting. The older figure took of his helmet, revealing an aged face of a man who had been though many battles, and gray hair that belonged to a man who had enjoyed life to the fullest. He bent over his son. [B]?Lio?You?re doing it wrong. For a normal opponent, a soldier of average strength, that move might have been acceptable. But for true Warriors, that double strike was very sad. I think we?ve had enough training in the art of the blade for today. Now for you to practice sorcery.?[/B] Lio stood up, wobbled, then regained balance. He limped behind his father, attempting to smile. His father had agreed to teach him the art of swordsmanship, and he was very grateful. His father was a great warrior, and he had saved the town. Lio wanted more than anything to be like him. As they walked into their town, many passerby's waved and called out to Lio and his father. [B]?Hello. Matt! Teaching the boy a thing or two about being a hero??[/B] [B]?Ey, Matt! You and your boy come over here! I?d like you to have some food on the house.?[/B] Every voice seemed to be truly addressing Matt, save one. A feminine voice whispered softly into Lio?s ear. [B]?I missed you.?[/B] Lio turned swiftly and held back his tears when as he embraced the person behind him. He had missed her too, Terra. She was Lio?s most favorable of his companions, and they shared a special bond. He kissed her on the cheek and smiled. [B]?I missed you to. Pops? finally teaching me hand to hand training, and grandpa says he wants to teahc me sorcery. Between the two of them, I think they placed a bet down to see who could break me first.?[/B] She giggled and opened her mouth to say something when a muscular hand grasped Lio?s shoulder. Matt was standing there, smiling at Terra, but keeping his eyes on his son. [B]?Hello again, Terra. I know Lio?s been dying to see you again, but he has more training for today. He?ll come and see you later if he?s still in one piece.?[/B] Lio mouthed the word [I]?see?[/I] before being dragged off. Unfortunately, that would be the last time he would ever see Terra. Alive and whole, at least. At home he changed out of his armor and into his normal clothing, then walked into the ritual chamber of his house. His grandfather was already in there, levitating, when Lio entered. He bowed to his grandfather, who opened his eyes, and returned to the ground. [B]?Ah?Lio. You?re late. I was expecting you five minutes ago.?[/B] Lio quickly stammered his apology, his grandfather was one for punctuality. He merely waved his hand, dismissing Lio?s apologies, and grabbed a spell book. He led Lio to the side of magical circles and then walked to the middle, opening the book. The circle shined and glimmered, and did so menacingly, almost as a warning to any who weren?t prepared. It said,[I] ?Activate at user?s risk.?[/I] Lio?s grandfather spoke to him. [B]?Me and your father agree. You are now old enough to be taught the ways of sorcery and fighting. I'm going to perform a summoning to show you what skills you will eventually learn.[/B] Lio gasped. [I]Summoning?[/I] It was a very advanced magic, summoning, and could go horribly wrong. [I]But if Grandfather says he can do it?I?m sure it?ll be alright.[/I] He began to read the incantation from inside of the book. The circle below him glowed brighter, and began to spin. A golden light emanated from the floor, flooded the room. Lio watched, inticed, as grandfather finished the incantation and slammed his hands against the ground, causing the room to explode with light. He waited to hear a sound from his grandfather as the light died and his eyes were clamped shut. [I]Did he do it?[/I] Finally his grandfather made a sound, and Lio opened his eyes just in time to watch as his grandfather tackled him out of the way of a rapidly diving fist. A dragonic demon was standing in front of him. Lio shook with fear. [I]He summoned a demon?[/I] Matt came rushing in with his blade, Balmung in his hand, and he threw Grandfather Ragnarok, his blade. The two locked battle with the fiend, and fought valiantly. The beast destroyed the room around them and flew into the air, cocking it?s head back. It then launched forth onto the town a searing fireball, that instantly incinerated all of the homes. Lio could only watch in horror as the townspeople were burned, his mother and sister?s bodies were fried, and as his father and grandfather fought a losing battle against a monster. Finally the monster landed two lethal blows to his mentors, and they?re bodies cam crashing down. With the last of their strength they gave Ragnarok and Balmung to Lio. As he received the blades they?re arms went limp, and they died. Lio gripped the blades, his heart full of and though Lio tried valiantly as his father and grandfather did before him, he was no match for the beast. He fell to it's might early, and though he was facing imminent doom. It didn't kill him, though. It merely flew off into the night sky. Lio could barely move, but he mustered all the stregth he could to get to his feet. Lio surveyed the city to assess the damage. No one had lived. But he didn?t give up hope. [I]Maybe Terra had escaped. Maybe she was spared.[/I] He limped to her home and frantically searched the debris. Only the bodies of her parents were found. He sighed, slightly relieved. [B]?Maybe she---?[/B] His words were caught in his throat as he looked up onto the beams remaining on the ceiling. Terra?s body, what was left of it, was hanging from the ceiling. It dropped, almost as if in slow motion, into Lio?s arms. He cried with all of his heart as he held her mutilated, burnt body in her hand. He cried all of the night. [B][CENTER]*****[/CENTER][/B] [B]OOC:[/B] Been a long time, Kairi. I?m not sure whether I was Seiryuu or Crusader last time we spoke, but it?s good to see you back. I hope everything is in order. [B]EDIT:[/B] I altered it so that he wasn't a warrior. He just has his father's and grandfather's blade as memorabilia. I hop ethat's alright.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Caine rolled his eyes angrily as he walked off intothe shadows with Sin. sin and Raziel were always at each other's throats, and lately things were only getting worst betweem them. Luckily, it had given Cain ethe opprotunity he'd been looking for to give Sin Raziel's job. Sin was Caine's best vampire, and he would need him. [B]"Dammit, Caine! Why the hell do I have to act as your right-hand man?"[/B] Sin was annoyed. Though being Caine's righthand man was an honor, it meant a lot of responisblity. Caine growled. [B]"I only have two things to say to you. One, if I didn't need you, or like you in general, I'd tear your body in half. Two, you're the only other vampire in the clan who's stength is close to mine."[/B] Sin just rolled is eyes. Caine clutched Balmung angrily, than breathed. [i]Easy...You can't kill him.[/I] They walked into the main chamber of the manor and Caine took his seat, and Sin the ione next to him. There was a young vampire standing in front of them, and he was badly injured and shaking unbearably. Sin stared in amazement. Caine gestured to the vampire in front of them. [B]"This, is why I need you to be at my side in these times."[/B] The Vampire tried to regain posture and adressed Sin and Caine. [B]"M...my lords...Kr..kraven,"[/B] the messenger's shaking became worse with the mention of Kraven's name, [B]"is on the move. He is heading for Australia."[/B] Sin looked at Caine strangely. Caine nodded and Sin quickly understood. [B]"Australia?"[/B] Caine shrugged, playing along. [B]"It is of no concern of mine why he's going there. all I know is we must follow and bring him down. Chances ae, the other clans will be there as well, so we won't be in this alone. I need you to tell everyone to pack their bags, 'cause we're heading as soon as possible."[/B] Sin nodded relunctantly and trudged off. Caine turned to the messenger, smiling. The messenger smiled back. [B]"May...may I rest m'lord? Anywhere will do."[/B] Caine stood up, unsheathed Balmung, and slashed the vampire's throat. The Vampire's shaking ceased and he began to curse violently as the bllod flowed. Caine stood over him. [B]"You're acting was pathetic. Kraven never leaves his prey alive. I'm sure your master will be happy to know we've got his message. We'll bring you to him as a welcoming gift."[/B] Caine rose Balmung and drove it through the Vampires heart. He ordered a nearby Vampire to clean up the body, then walked off to his chambers. [CENTER][B]*****[/B][/CENTER] [B]OOC:[/B] Hope that's alright.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Bruce stood up and walked over to a rack of books, picking up one on philosphy and thumbing through it. He put that down and then picked up a book of literature and poetry. He sighed and placed it down. [I]Men write very little. How is that possible? I know that women show clear dominance to men, but any of us are just as intellectuall as our superiors. How is it that we've never made any great discovery?[/I] He quickly voiced his concerns to Sergio. Sergio just shrugged. [B]"I don't know, Bruce. What are you searching for? You know that women dominate every aspect of the world---"[/B] Bruce slammed his fist against the rack, frustrated. [B]"Yes, but it's not like men do not think! Are minds are not merely storage for the knowledge of women! Some mane must have figured out something!"[/B] He angrily threw a book down onto the ground. Sergio, looking slightly hurt, got up and went to pick up the book. [B]"I didn't mean---"[/B] Bruce stooped him and picked up the book, smiling. [B]"I'm sorry, Sergio. It's just...hard. We are made to be servants all of our lives, and very few men llive a life of their own. Sure, Anna treats me great, I care for her greatly, and I couldn't actually think of anything else I'd rather do than be at her side,"[/B] Sergio sighed and rolled his eyes, [B]"but...I would much rather be associated with her as an equal, not a subordinate."[/B] Sergio nodded, and was going to say something when another of the Servants walked in. It was Lane. He came over and bowed to Sergio and Bruce. [B]"Good Morning, guys. It's convenient we all go the day off, huh?"[/B] Bruce and Sergio nodded. Bruce looked around the library and frowned. It was far to crowded. Bruce, Sergio, and Lane wouldn't be able to hold a discussion with the noise level. He walked to the door and adressed his friends. [B]"Let's go for a walk guys. Far to crowded in here. What do you say?"[/B] Sergio and Lane smiled and followed behind, walking out onto the grounds. [CENTER][B]*****[/B][/CENTER] [B]OOC:[/B] Sorry it's so short, Retri. I'm a little brain dead right now. I'll try and elaborate on the post some other time.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Caine [B]Nickname:[/B] N/A [B]Race:[/B] Vampire [B]Age:[/B] 1235 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Powers:[/B] [I]Terra-[/I] Caine can manipulate Earth in it?s entirety, and is challenged by no other vampire in this art. He can create mighty tremors from seismic waves and can split the ground in the same fashion. He is able to reseal these splits as well, a skill very few vampires have the strength to do. He can manipulate the land below him to create walls, barriers, weapons, spikes, whatever he pleases. He can also create waves of mud and can solidify it to create a prison around his opponent where air cannot get in. He can also raise land or lower at his discretion. He can create platforms, traps, or even cause pieces of Earth to float and can use it as a method of transportation. He can use the Earth?s power to heal allies. [I]Strength[/I]- Due to rigorous training and the seismic waves that constantly flow through his body, he is much more powerful than the average vampire. When he walks, tiny quakes are caused underneath him. He can total a whole building in a single strike and has been rumored to have destroyed a whole city in his past. [B]Weapons:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/BalmungTrueForm.jpg]Balmung.[/URL] A massive blade that only Caine can wield. It was specially forged by Kraven when they were still in league together. The blade usually keeps to it?s [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Balmung.jpg][B]dormant state[/B][/URL], though when Earth energy is surged into it, it reverts to it?s true form. The blade is so strong that when it strikes the ground, violent earthquakes occur for miles. If Balmung is not with him, which is very rare, he will fight with his fists. [B]Personality:[/B] Caine is extremely cocky and always goes into battle sure he?ll win. He fears no one, and never backs down from any brawl against a vampire. He refuses to fight humans unless they are hunters, for normal humans crack like toothpicks in his hands. He?s a good sport and always challenges the other vampires in his clan to spar. He?s also quite the lady?s man, and loves going to bars and having a good time. In battle, though he?s always sure of his inevitable victory, he becomes a very competitive, serious, and stern warrior. His guard is always up, and he carefully surveys the battlefield for any formations he can take advantage of, like cliffs or mountains. The members of his clan look up to him like their father figure, and he watches out for them fiercely. [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://hyung-taekim.org/displayimage.php?album=18&pos=14]Physical Stature.[/URL] Caine is actually a very handsome man, with a smooth, attractive face. It houses one scar that goes down over his right eye, but women find that enticing. He stands at 6?4??, but looks much taller due to his stance. He stands with his head high and completely straight, and he portrays an aura of royalty. His skin is tanned, his hair is spiked and silver, and his eyes are a dark blue. Two bangs fall over his shades that he wears most of the time, so that he can travel out into the light. He is usually found in a white trench coat with golden lining and white pants. He wears white gloves that cut off at the knuckles and have golden pentagrams on back. His blade stays on his back, in it?s dormant state until he needs it for true battle. [B]Character Snippet:[/B] [B]?I am truly sorry for this?But I have no choice.? [/B] Caine had been at the Dragon?s Tongue all of this night, and he had been living it up. He had downed quite a lot of alcohol, but it took no effect on the undead. He had made it to late hours before his thirst kicked in, but it had come at once, with no warning, and very strong. He had been with many women, and chose the most suitable and brought her into the bathroom with her, putting her into a trance. Holding her head back, exposing her neck, he felt horrid about what must be done. [B]?If Kraven hadn?t turned us into these abominations?We wouldn?t have to terrorize the world.?[/B] He dug his teeth into her neck, letting her luscious blood flow down he naked body. He greedily licked it up, enjoying and despising it at the same time. He drank every ounce in her, and dressed her after he was done. He drew a stake from his jacket and drove it through her heart, and then cut her head off with Balmung.. He walked out of the bar and into the night air, breathing it all in. He heard a sound from around the corner and smiled sadly. My brethren. He walked over and found a vampire assaulting a young lady. He drew Balmung and walked over to him. [B]?Leave her alone.?[/B] The vampire turned to face his enemy and cringed. He realized who it was instantly and was afraid. But he had chose this girl. He would have his meal. He looked at Caine spitefully. [B]?Hypocrite. You do the same to survive. Don?t play the Knight in Shining armor slaying the dragon, especially if the Knight is the father of the slain.?[/B] Caine growled. One of my men must have converted him. Caine growled and drew Balmung. [B]?We have a blood substitution in my clan, and that?s actually better than human blood. The thirst doesn?t come back nearly as quickly as when you feed from humans. I do not kill unless necessary.?[/B] Wish I had brought some with tonight, Caine though angrily. The Vampire in front of him pulled out two kodachis and laughed at Caine. [B]?I?m supposed to be afraid of that blade??[/B] Caine smiled and transmitted seismic waves into Balmung. It grew in size and became huge. Caine smiled. [B]?Now you should.?[/B] He took Balmung and went to work on the vampire. The whole battle was one-sided. The vampire didn?t stand a chance as Caine broke his kodachis, as Caine dealt an onslaught of blows, as Caine cleaved him in half. The blood from the vampire sprayed the walls of the alleyway and were on Caine?s clothing a well. The woman jumped and fled as swiftly as possible. Caine looked to the sky and frowned. [B]?Forever cursed??[/B] [CENTER][B]*****[/B][/CENTER] [B]OOC:[/B] I hope that?s alright, Fallen.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Apollos woke early the next morning, far before Renjin, Kirra, and Narote had awaken. He was in the mood for a walk, and he needed to contemplate everything that had just occurred. In a matter of days he had been thrust into a journey that was vital to the safety of the world. He had never expected anything like this. [I]Battle had seemingly stopped for months, and then one of the greatest cities is just annihalted.[/I] He shook and looked up to the morning sky. [B]"Things are a mess down here...I don't know if only the four of us can do this. We'll need...help."[/B] He chuckled to himself. [B]"Who would come to the aid of two Night Elves and two Holy Men?"[/B] He continued to walk around the outskirts of the city. The ground was wet and the trees dripped down water, but t was all very beautiful for Apollos. He could hardly imgaine that there was anything that could taint the beauty of the forest. Until a plume of flame hit one of the trees. The water on the tree protected it, but it was steeming. Apollos looked at the source and growled. Mages. [B]"Ey, guys. Could you please keep from attacking the forest? If you need target practice, target something else."[/B] A wall of flame came at him. He merely held his hand out and let it flow over his body. He smiled. [B]"If you want to use me as a target, do so. Just leave the animals and trees out of it."[/B] The Mages gave him a strange look, looked at one another, and walked away, grumbling. Apollos smiled. [B]"They immediately lose interest when they're prey has no urge to fight back. Cowards."[/B] A voice echoed through the forest from behind him. It was Narote's. He ran back and found Narote, Kirra, and Renjin standing there, slightly irrtated. Apollos smiled. [B]"Hey guys..."[/B] Renjin took one of the bags from over his shoulder and chucked it at Apollos, then started walking away, Kirra following behind. Narote adressed Apollos. [B]"We're leaving for Ironforge. We couldn't find you at the Inn and those two grew impatient. I had a pretty good idea where you'd be, so they agreed to come with. The angry Mages walking away also gave off your location."[/B] Apollos smiled. [I]Yah, that's me. Whenever there are either really pissed or extremely happy people walking away, you know you're close to me.[/I] [CENTER]*****[/CENTER] [B]OOC:[/B] I hope that's alright. Just wanted to get our journey rolling[/SIZE].

[SIZE=1][B]"So...what's on the agenda for today?"[/B] Thayne smiled happily at Sin. Sin was usually forced to wear shades during the daytime, extremely dark ones. Most people would find looking through them to be nearly impossible, but he dealt. Luckily, today was dull enough that the sun posed no threat. Thayne and Sin had decided to dress in normal attire for today. Seperately they didn't attract to much attention, but together in their normal clothing...there wouldn't be a single person who didn't notice them. Thayne had on a high collared black sweater on and dark blue jeans. He still wore his goggles and gloves, though. Sin was wearing a black trenchcoat with silver lining. Underneath he was wearing black pants and a black tangtop. Sin ran his hand through his hair and shrugged at Thayne. [B]"No clue. We should probably be looking for Kalei...But Katima and Talyn are hard at work doing that...So I say today we play vampire hunters."[/B] Thayne sighed and held his head. Sin never grew tired of hunting down vampires, though he was half himself. He had quite the talent for spotting vampires in the crowd. He was about to do so when a sound from behing caught Thayne's attention. He grabbed Sin's sleeve. [B]"You won't need to do that..."[/B] Sin turned around and gasped. Their was a gang of vampires walking down the street. They were knocking people out of the way. picking up people and tossing them, even swiftly dissapearing from the group and bringing along others, probably just recruited. Thayne growled. [B]"Dammit! They're in broad daylight...well, not broad daylight exactly, but for them to be out in the open like this."[/B] Sin nodded. [B]"Seems the rumors were tue. I'm beginning to believe that Malik actually has Kalei." [/B] Sin stepped forward to take care of the vampires when Thayne grabbed his wrist. [B]"No. Not in front of all these people. Let's lure them away."[/B] [B]"How?"[/B] But before Sin got an answer to his question, Thayne jumped above the Vampire group and shot a plume of flame down. The groupe scattered, and sneared angrily at Thayne. Sin just laughed and yelled to him. [B]"You can't ever say that you're the subtle one any longer, you know that right?"[/B] Sin dissapeard, and gave one of the Vampires a sqaure shot to the jaw, sending his spiraling. The Vampires got were now fuming, and began to chase Sin. Thayne ran over next to Sin and grinned. Sin nodded in response. Thayne set a brust of flames behind them, at the same time that SIn sprung into the air. Thayne looked down and yelled. [B]"Catch us if you can!"[/B] Sin and Thayne made it all the way to the park, which was luckily abbandoned. Convienently placed in the middle of the park was a fountain. Thayne smiled and walked over to it, pouring some of his light energy into the water. Sin grimaced a little. [B]"Be sure to remind me not to accidentally land in that crap."[/B] Thayne nodded and smiled as the Vampires arrived. There were six of them. Thayne smiled. [I]Three for him, three for me.[/I] Sin had been thinking the same obviously, as he ran swiftly by his three and threw them to the other side of the park. Thayne quickly sent a barrier of flames around his battlefield, keeping his targets locked in. The Vampires smiled smugly. [B]"You've bitten off more then you can chew, Wakanda. There are three of us, and that means you're teribbly outnumbered."[/B] Thayne shrugged. [B]"If you were higher ranked Vampires, I'd be afraid. But you're nothing more than footsoldiers. Seems like that's all that's left around here, the riff-raff."[/B] The Vampires had had enough now. They lunged at him in unison, and began violently attacking him. They went on relentlessly, and knocked him into one of the flaming walls surronding them. Thayne stood up and felt his sweater. It was ripped. He glared at them. [B]"Hmph. Guess I won't need to keep looking like a human."[/B] A mighty flane erupted from beneath him, creating a pillar of fire around him. When it dispersed, he was back in his regular clothing. Thayne cracked his knuckles. He created an orb of light in his hand, and the Vampires cringed. He infused flames into it, and the Vampires screamed in agony. The holy flames were intense, and licked their skin every once and a while. He threw it at them and it exploded, stunning and badly burning his opponents. [B]"That was easy. So much for being greatly outnumbered."[/B] Thayne absorbed the flames back into his body and lifted up the thre Vampires. He dragged their bodies over to the fountain and sighed. [B]"May God take pity on your damned souls. Amen!"[/B] He tossed the bodies into the holy water and watched ans they disintegrated. He leaned against the water and took a sip from the upper level of it. [B]"Refreshing."[/B] [CENTER]*****[/CENTER] [B]OOC:[/B] Hope everything's alright, DC.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Thayne Grilsing [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Race:[/B] Wakanda [B]Position:[/B] Wakanda [B]Ability: [/B] [I]Ignis-[/I] Thayne is a master with fire and heat. Able to create and manipulate fire, he often concentrates the fire around his arms in a gauntlet type style. The flames do not do damage to him when they reside on his body though. If he puts enough concentration into his flames, he can infuse the light into the inferno, creating a blue fire with a white core. This fire is extremely holy, and does substantial damage to Vampires. However, it is also substantially draining, and sapped most of Thayne's strength. It is basically a last ditch move. [I]Lumen-[/I] Using the light to his advantage, he can create an orb of concentrated brilliance that fends off Vampires. If he fuses fire into the orb, he creates somewhat of a miniature sun, which has a great affect on Vampires. Though not the Sun, they cringe in pain and are momentarily blinded. It only works once though, once a Vampire has been exposed to the move and knows it's not truly the sun it feels no pain by looking into it. [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Thayne.jpg]Thayne[/URL] Thayne is 6' and he has a good physical figure. Muscular, but not overly-so, he can hold his own in battles. He wears the outfit shown, but no skin is exposed, the sleeves are bigger, and the collar is taller. He wears a pair of goggles on his forehead, below his black hair [URL=http://www.urdsite.netfirms.com/screencaps/Celestine.jpg][B][which looks like this][/B][/URL] which is very long in back. On both of his hands are two gloves that cut off at the knuckles, extend into armlets that have an octagonal gem in them, and have golden pentagrams on the back. The pentagrams symbolize unity of the elements and the creation of life, and have miniature octoganal gems in them. On his face are three markings [see hair picture]. [B]Personality:[/B] Thayne is a kind and generous person in day to day life. Even if he encounters Vampires, and isn't cold and bloodthirsty, urging to kill them on the spot. If they're not harming anyone he'll leave them be. He's even good friends with a half Vampire, Sin. He prefers not to fight altogether, but any chance of that was smashed years ago after his many run-ins with Vampires. He gives the Vampires a chance to leave before he initiates battle, and if they don't, he shows no mercy. He fight's dearly against the Vampires so that the Human's can live in peace and without fear. He won't allow the human's to be enslaved in his lifetime, and will fight t his dying breath to keep Vampires at bay, and from having their perfect society built. [B]Character Snippets:[/B] [B]"No..no..No!!"[/B] A young women screamed as she ran into an alleyway, looking for a means of escape. Behind her were horrible creatures, bloodthirsty and determined to have her body for sustenance and pleasure. She reached a deaden and cried in horror. There were 3 of them, and there was no way she could fight them off alone. The lead Vampire walked up and licked her face. [B]"No worries, darling. This won't hurt a bit...And then you'll know just how fun it is..." [/B] He leaned in towards her neck, exposing his fangs. His saliva was acidic, and dripped down onto her clothing, sizzling on her clothes. As his mouth cam nearer, the woman closed her eyes and said a silent prayer, then waited. She could feel his breath, he was so close know. He reared his head back then went down to bite, but never made it. A brilliant light made the vampire spring back in repulsion. A figure came from behind the light. [B]"Leave her be. Or I won't hesitate to break your neck. Or show restraint, for that manner."[/B] Thayne's eyes were angry. The two lesser vampires fled in fright, but their leader stayed to fight. He walked over to Thayne, shielding his eyes slowly. He was pretending that the light wasn't affecting him, but it's power over him was extremely visible. [B]"Foolish human. Your petty attempts at fighting me will prove futile. You light won't save you from the onslaught of my attack."[/B] The Vampire seemingly disappeared, but was only moving extremely fast. He went in to punch Thayne, but his fist erupted into flames. Blue flames. He screamed in agony as his arm withered away. The flame stayed perched at his shoulder, but seemed to be looming towards his neck. Thayne growled. [B]"Now, leave. Or else I'll let the flame consume your body."[/B] The Vampire fled into the night swiftly. Thayne retracted the flame back into him and watched in disgust as the Vampire ran. He then turned to the young women and offered his hand. [B]"No worries. They're gone now."[/B] [CENTER]+++++[/CENTER] [B] OOC:[/B] Hope everything's alright, DC.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Bruce woke up at 5:00 like he did every morning, he was highly punctual. He dressed in his exercising attire and went jogging until 6:00. He got back, showered, dressed and made himself presentable by 6:15. He then progressed to cooking his Mistresses and his breakfast. At 6:30 he walked to Anna's door and rapped on it, signifying breakfast was ready. He was holding her tray of food in his arms and quite often liked to bring her her breakfast, though she has often told him there was no need. Her voice came softly from behind the door. [B]"You can come in, Bruce."[/B] Bruce walked in, and, not seeing Anna, walked over to her bedside and layed down her breakfast. He turned to leave when he saw his Mistress come out of the bathroom. She had finished showering, and she had her robe drwan around her. Bruce had to concentrate on not looking away, for though he was slightly embarressed, he would never show disrespect to his Mistress. She rsutled her haind through her hair and walked over to her bedside, saying good morning to Bruce and tasting her food. She smiled at him. [B]"Splendid as always, Bruce. I'm quite fond of your cooking, I lucked out when I took you in as my...Servant."[/B] Bruce smiled slightly. Miss Anna was very polite and curtious to him, and did not like to call him her servant. She wasn't fond of the word or terminology, but that was what he was. He bowed. [B]"Thank you Miss Anna--"[/B] Anna interupted Bruce quickly. [B]"Hem?"[/B] Bruce sighed. She couldn't be like other Mistresses that just love being called Miss. She was one for formality. [I]Not that I don't mid being treated like an equal, almost, it's just akward. I've always learned to address woman in a higher rank then me, especialy my Mistress, by Miss.[/I] Anna coughed politely again. Bruce chuckled. [B]"Thank you Anna. I do hope everything goes well for you at the office today."[/B] Anna smiled and went back to her breakfast. Bruce took his leave and went into the kitchen, serving himself. By the time he had finished, Anna had finished as well, and was dressed and ready to depart for work. She brought the tray with her out of her room, and Bruce quickly ran over and kindly took it from her. [B]"Mi--Anna. You know that's my job. I wouldn't want you to burden yourself."[/B] Anna just smiled and grabbed her briefcase. She walked towards the door, opened it, and addressed Bruce again. [B]"I don't think there's anything needed to be done around the house today Bruce, so you should take today to enjoy yourself. You deserve it. Oh, and I'd recommend that you try to avoid any run-ins with other Mistresses. Some of us have had it a little rough lately, and they may be irrtable. Tata!"[/B] Bruce waved goddbye as she left. He smiled to himself. [B]"The day off...Yays. I can meet with Sergio, I'm sure we'll have plenty to talkk about. We've both been swamped with work lately...It'll be good to see him. If Miss Hiwatari hasn't killed him yet."[/B] He chuckled to himself as he started cleaning the plates in the sink. He finished and took back to his room, changing into something more formal. He already had on a white shirt, so he threw on his black jacket and changed from his buisness pats to a pair of black slacks. He grabbed his glasses and put on his only pair of sneakers [which were rarely ever used and still in exellent condition] then left for the lounge. [I]Later...[/I] [B]?So that?s checkmate? Damn. I?ll have to beat up on the next guy who comes here, I guess,?[/B] Bruce said laughing. Sergio and Bruce had just finished playing a rivoting when th eother servants arrived. They all looked wary, and it wasn't suprising. Not everyone was as lucky with Mistresses as Bruce and Sergio. Some of the Mistressess...had stares that would make Medusa turn to stone. He turned to Sergio as the others got settled. [B] "Miss Anna's been quite content lately. She doesn't seem to be too overworked, and if she needs any assistance I'm always there to lend a hand. How are things with..."[/B] Bruce stopped. Sergio's smiled had faltered a little, but returned to normal. [B]"She seems a little hectic now, so I suppose she's probably just worrying quite a bit about increasing the world happiness."[/B] Bruce shook his head. He had alwaya found it quite amazing that his Mistress had access to knowledge like the World Happiness Percentage. He had often wondered if that percentage was all of the world, or if the men were excluded.[/SIZE]

[color=#990000][SIZE=1]Arc walked out of the pub, holding his head in confusion. That mirror...it was frightening. And being pulled into himself was unreal. He shook these thoughts off angrily and grolwed. Suprisingly, a ferocious roar came out of his mouth and a nearby couple fled in horror. He smiled and said a quick apology before running off. He finally stopped, controlling his fear. He needed to know exactly what about him had changed. He reached inside of his mouth and felt his teeth. Exceptionally sharp. He felt his ears. Pointed. It then dawned on him that his skin was abnormally rough. [B]"What happened to me?"[/B] He realized he was recieving odd stares from an attractive female shopkeeper near him. The shopkeeper didn't interest him, though. He could see clearly into the back of the shop, and there was his gauntlets. He smiled and walked in, greeting the shopkeeper and walking over to his weapons. He picked them up and grinned. Glad to have these back. The shopkeeper adressed him from behind, her fluid voice filling his ears. [B]"You have good taste sir. Those just arrived today. Quite amazing gauntlets rally, I couldn't understand why anyone would willingly give them up."[/B] Arc had only caught part of what she was saying, though. He had caught sight of a mirror directly beside him, and in doing do, noticed the dramatic changes to him. Odd markings were on his face, his eyes were narrow and dragon-like. He flashed his teeth and turned back to the shopkeeper. [B]"I didn't."[/B] He snatched the gauntlets and proceeded to exit the store. The woman yelled at him. [B]"Come back here with those. I'm just supposed to believe those are yours! Come back now!"[/B] Arc wasn't listening. He was only interested in finding his handgun now. He slipped on his gauntlets and sniffed the air. Hmm...Finally he caught their scent. He attempted to walk in that direction, bu was stooped by a giant blade in his path. He looked to the wielder and was alarmed to see a giant 8 foot, highly muscular man. The man growled. [B]"You stole those from Serena. Unless you pay for those, I will have to take them back. By force if neccesary."[/B] Arc looked up at him and smiled. [B]"What's your name?"[/B] The man looked bewildered but answered none-the-less. But not until after swingin his giant blade at Arc and missing. [B]"Grovan. Why?"[/B] Arc's smiled broadened as he let loose his enormous dragon wings. He floated in the air, then punched Grovan fiercely into a nearby shop. Arc roared and bore his teeth. Flames erupted from his hands and seemed to consume them. Grovan jumped up from the rubble and stared at Arc in amazement. Arc responded to his question. [B]"I could not bare to fight someone if I did not know their name. And by the way, I am Arc. Let us continue our battle now."[/B] Grovan yelled and lunged at Arc. Arc moved swiftly, but was only just able to dodge his strikes. The man was big, but he had awesome agility. Grovan launched into a flurry of strikes with his blade, and Arc blocked them all. He grabbed Grovan's blade and caused the fire around his hands to increase in heat and size. Grovan jumped back instinctively, but in doing so couldn't dodge Arc's strike to his face. Flames singed his cheeck as he was sent realing. Arc smiled and flew over to Grovan, helping him up. [B]"You're quite the warrior. I hope we can resume this battle as friends, and not foes. I assure you that these gauntlets are indeed mine, and I am not stealing them."[/B] Grovan looked him over and grinned. [B]"I believe ya'. Now...Round two!"[/B] Grovan wung his blade ferociously over his head, allowing it to gain momentum. A whirlwind formed around him and he stopped swinging his blade, and held it straight up in the air. He swung downwards and the hurrican was launched at Arc. Arc heled his hands up happily in front of him and made the fire more intenes once more. When the whirlwind hit, it became a firestorm instantaneously. Arc dispersed the flames and smiled at Grovan again. [B]"Impressive. What others tricks do you know?"[/B] Grovan spat and shoved his blade into his chest. Arc stared in amazement as the blade was seemingly absorbed into his skin making it a solid metal. Grovan cracked his neck, then his knuckles, then crossed his arms in front of him and symbols lined his arms. He took a step and the ground rumbled. Arc just stared, still in shock. Grovan jumped high into the air, then came down full speed above Arc. Arc flew swiflty to the side, but was knoked back by the force of the collision. Grovan didn't slow down any, though. He sprung right towards Arc, and punched him. Grovan's fist was easily the size of Arc's chest, so Arc was knocked into the ground and then slid. His body lay motionless as Grovan stood over him. Suddenly Arc's eyes opened, and a mighty gust launched Grvan backwards. Teh sjy darkened and lightning began striking. The wind picked up, and th earth began to rumble. Arc ttok the air again, and the flames on his hands burned violently. He launched an enormous fireball at Grovan, who felt it's full effect. He crashed down into the ground, and the metal on his skin was retracted back into blade form. Arc smiled. [B]"I win. But it was a good battle."[/B] He landed, retracted his dragon wings, and put out the flames. The wind settled and the lightning ceased. Arc walke over to a weak Grovan and patted him on the shoulder. He then sniffed the air again in search for the scent of his handgun. He located it again, and walked in that direction, waving goodbye to Grovan and Serena.[/SIZE][/color] [SIZE=1][B]OOC: [/B] Everyone's posts are great so far. I just wanted to get in a lttile battle while we were still in the city *hint, hint* Anywho, I'll wait for the others to post, then I'll post once more to get this story into motion. [B]P.S.[/B] Kitty...The party's arrived in full blast, eh? xp[/SIZE]

[color=white][SIZE=1] [B][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][SIZE=3]Parallel Convergence: Revelation[/SIZE][/FONT][/B] Helena?s face lit up as her machine came to life. A maniacal laugh escaped her mouth as the spell?s power filled the Holy Chamber. Voices could be heard from outside, but that was irrelevant. All that mattered now was making sure she accomplished her goal. The white light consumed the room, and everyone felt it wash over them, enter there very being. Lust opened his eyes as the room around him distorted, and he gasped in horror. He tried to leap towards Helena, to shield her, but his body wouldn?t move. He chuckled. [I]Guess that?s it. No after-party success sex.[/I] The green light shattered through the room, blasting everyone against the wall. But, amazingly, the world was still being distorted around them. No destruction. Lust smiled as the room went black. [I]Maybe I?ll get that after-party success sex yet?[/I] +++++ Helena was shrouded in darkness. She could barely see anything, but she could hear a voice. It sounded like her own. It [I]was[/I] her own. She outstretched her hand and felt something. She clung to it and pulled herself forward. She was amazed by what she saw. A giant, endless mirror. Everyone in the world was lined alongside herself and were staring at their reflection. Only it wasn?t their reflection. They were in different attire, they had different hair styles, but otherwise were identical. She finally looked at her reflection. She was amazed by what she saw. Her reflection wasn?t alone. Behind it, was her demon. The form she had taken when she sold her soul for knowledge. She turned slowly, and gasped again. [B]?Y..You!? [/B] She cringed in fear. She was finally free from what she had become, and now she was forced to look at it. She tried desperately to flee, but she was immobilized with fear. And something else. The creature was in her mind, controlling her. It had full control, and all she could do was watch as it used her like a puppet. She shook. [B]?No?no?this isn?t what I wanted! I didn?t want to become this! I take it back! Everything! Return me to normal!!? [/B] She regained use of her head, and looked frantically around, for help. Off in the distance she could see Arc and Gabriel, She opened her mouth to call to them, but nothing came out. She tried frantically, but to no avail. She lost control again, and the creature turned her towards the mirror. She watched in horror as her hand lifted itself touched the mirror, and began to become consumed by it. She and her reflection were being drawn together, and so were the creatures. Tears streamed down her face as the process neared completion. With the last of her consciousness she looked back to Arc and Gabriel. [B]?I?m sorry. I?loved you two so much?please forgive me..?[/B] +++++ Greed stirred from his sleep. He shook and rubbed his eyes. What a wild dream. He looked around and raised his eyebrows. [I]What the hell?[/I] He was in a desert city, but this city had skyscrapers, a baseball stadium, but these weren?t what they once looked like. The skyscraper looked eons old, and it had odd symbols lining it. The baseball stadium looked like a battle stadium of sorts. Everything seemed so familiar, and so new. He looked down at his outfit and was shocked again. He always wore this outfit, at least, it felt that way. But this outfit looked completely foreign as well. Then his memory came flooding in. The experiment, how it backfired, the odd realm they were placed in?His reflection. [I]The giant mirror.[/I] He quickly looked around for the others. [B]?Sins! Assemble!?[/B] Gluttony, Pride, Sloth, Wrath, and Envy got up and walked over to him. They couldn?t make an sense of it, and they were looking at one another with a befuddled look on their face. Gluttony began to freak out. [B]?What the hell?s going on? Huh? Huh? What exactly happened. Why is the place like some fusion of ancient Rome and New York? Could someone please enlighten me? Why is my outfit so unfamiliar to me? Why can I,?[/B] She struck the ground and caused it to crack, [B]?break the ground open by punching it??[/B] An enormous shadow covered them, and a happy laugh came from above them. They all glanced up and their eyes opened wide with surprise. A giant creature was hovering above them, a dragon/behemoth of sorts with 36 wings and two heads. But that wasn?t even the most startling part of this creature. Emerging from each head was a red-haired Helena. Lust stood on the creature?s side, smiling menacingly. Something has happened to him, he even had an odd swirl go through his eyes. The creature was in his mind, controlling him as well, but by his won free will. He called to the Sins. [B]?Brethren! Allow yourself to become completely in tune with Helena! Open your minds and all will become clear!?[/B] The world around them seemed to disappear as the creatures watchful eyes were focused on them, and it entered their minds.[/color][/size] [color=#990000][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][SIZE=1]Arc plopped down angrily. Gabriel sat down beside him, and retracted into thought. His allies all took seat as well. Arc had been walking for what felt like an eternity after he had arrived in this strange world, apparently called Niflehiem, Land of the Mortals. He had stumble across a pub, and entered it. He ran into another man their, asking if anyone had seen a lady named Helena. Arc had engaged him in conversation, and others steadily entered the pub, joining into the conversation. Amazingly, though the other around seemed completely bewildered by the occurrences, the bartender seemed to know this world like the back of his hand. He had even provided them with a Map. Arc looked it over and frowned. [B]We?re apparently in Ladrodge, the City of Warriors and the next nearest city is Ferdantet, the City of Mages. The city?s directly above us. Save the river that flows on the outskirts of town.[/B] Arc folded the map up and shoved it into his pocket. He addressed the others around him. [B]?Something is obviously wrong here. An the only way I know of to fix this is to find my mother and have her rebuild her machine or recast her spell or whatever. I say we look around the city a little bit, gathering any information possible, as it seems like these people have been awake far longer than we have, and probably know more about this world.?[/B] He reached for his gauntlets and found they weren?t there. He snarled angrily and yelled at the barkeep. ?Yo! Where can you find good weapons around here? We seem to have misplaced ours?? He looked at Arc confused and shrugged. ?Every shop around here sells weapons, young man. Are you feeling alright?? Arc growled again. The barkeep cowered a little. ?I?ve heard that the shops have gotten some new weapons, though. A Mech, a pair of gauntlets, a sword, stuff like that.? Arc sighed. Our weapons, are scattered throughout this city? He looked at the others. ?I suppose for now, just go and find your weapons. Get them back by any means necessary. We?ll need some way to protect ourselves. And if they ask you to pay for it?Just laugh and take it back. If there?s any problem, solve it however you can. Meet back here after you find your weapons.?[/SIZE][/FONT][/color] [SIZE=1][CENTER][B]+++++[/B][/CENTER] So sorry for the wait, but finally the action begins. Lost and confused in this new city, all you want is to get your weapon back so that you can be on your way. However?That townsfolk aren?t just about to let you go and take their new prized possessions with compensation. Find your shop [ex. Mech Armory, Blades of the Knight, etc.] find your weapon, get it back, and return to the pub, the Dragon?s Pit. And here?s a picture of the original [URL=http://c-uncut.com/media/pe2-aya01.jpg][B]Helena?s form[/B][/URL]. Have at it![/SIZE]

[color=#660000][SIZE=1]Apollos had found a certain kick out of insulting Renjin about Tailoring and Enchanting. Though he had once taken up these proffesions, he wanted to get on good grounds with this man, and the only way to do that was to treat him like a friend. [i]It doesn't seem to be working, though[/i]. Apollos spoke to Narote. [B]"Alchemy and Herbalism, eh? Sounds interesting. I'd consider that, but we need a variety of skills to circulate our group. I think I'll look into Mining and Engineering,"[/B] he looked to Renjin. [B]"Sorry about the rude comment towards tailoring and enchanting. That's actually quite a useful profession."[/B] Renjin grunted in approval. Apollos smiled slightly. [I]There's one step to getting these two to like me.[/I] Kirra was still death-glaring at Apollos though. She would very well kill him if they had not formed an alliance. Apollos wasn't suprised, though. No amount of money, nor apologies could take back what he had done. He had destroyed her home, and from the look on her face, it held some special value to her. He adressed her cautiously. [B]"Kirra...What I did was unforgivable. I don't blame you for hating me. When I'm in battle I very rarely think about my surrondings. I knew my spell wouldn't deal any major damage to all of you, and that was all I was taking into consideration. I should have thought about the damage I would deal to your home."[/B] Kirra raised an eyebrow. She still was angry, but he seemed sincere. Apollos continued. [B]"We've only just become allies, and I would hate for us to not be friends as well. The same goes for you Renjin,"[/B] he turned to Renjin. [B]"If we are to be allies we should be firends as well. Narote and I will promise to be careful of our comments from now on. We never meant to insult...Hey! Why did you attack me, when Narote was the one who called your land light-forsaken?"[/B] Renjin laughed. [B]"He doesn't seem like the fighting type."[/B] Apollos, Narote,ans Kirra all broke out into laughter. Apollos smiled and grabbed a piece of frit, taking a bite. His face skewered but he finished it none-the-less. He put the core down on his plate. [B]"Well that was odd. Umm, Chef Goblin, coud you bring me a mug of beer?"[/B] He looked to Kirra and Renjin. [B]"And a mug for both of my friends over there."[/B] He leaned closer to the Goblin. [B]"And a small cup for my priest friend. He's a little conservative about these things."[/B] The Goblin smiled and nodded, going to grab the drinks. Narote gave Apollos a dirty stare. [B]"What did you say?"[/B] Apollos grinned slyly. [B]"Oh, nothing."[/B] The drinks arrived quickly. Apollos smiled and took the drinks, distributing them to everyone. Narote just sighed. Apollos clasped his shoulder. [B]"Come one. Look, just have one. We'll ask the Goblin for a thing of water to bring with us. Alright?"[/B] Narote sighed again and took a sip of it, putting it back down. Apollos shrugged. [I]It's a start.[/I] He took a swig, as did Kirrra and Renjin. Apollos talked to Kirra again. [B]"So what proffesions are you interested in?"[/B][/SIZE][/color] [SIZE=1][B]OOC:[/B] I hope we can put my foolish actions over the damn, or under the bridge, or we could settle this like we tried to settle our last problem. By trying to beat the crap out of each other. ^.^[/SIZE]

[FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][color=#660000][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Bruce Greyson [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Age:[/B] 30 [B]Personality:[/B] Bruce is a man of intellect. Always searching for ways to broaden his horizen, unbeknowst to his feminine superiors, he quite frequently makes trips to the library to read famous poetry by Madam Roberta Frost or famous speeches by Dr. Marrianette Luther King Jr. He's truly loyal to his mistress and is a gentleman in every fiber of his being. His kind attitude towards his feminine rulers, even if they are cold and insulting, is genuine. He is good friends with one of the other servants Sergio, and is quite firendly with his mistress, Miss Anna Lange, who he is now on good terms with [on her terms of course]. [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Mech.jpg]Bruce[/URL] Bruce's hair is far shorter, though. His Mistress, does, however, allow him to wear his hair spiked, seeing as she's more fond of seeing him in that manner. He wears a black suit, with a red undershirt and black tie, and wears a pair of thin, square-rimmed glasses whose lens darken when exposed to sunlight creating shades. These were a present to him from his Mistress on his most recent brithday. [B]Character Snippet:[/B] [B]"Hmmm...fascinating. Very fascinating..."[/B] Bruce stroked his chin as he flipped through the pages of the large book of speeches by Dr. King. Her speeches talked very much about the equal treatment of the races, but not of equal treatment for men. Though Bruce was quite used to this system, and expected not to see such evidence, it was still very suprising that she mentioned nothing about equal treatment for everyone. He sighed, and heard a rustle from behind him. He slammed the book shut and slid it to the other end of the table. He stood up so he could greet whomever had walked in. He was very relieved when the person came into view. It was merely Miss Anna Lange, searching for a good book. She noticed Bruce and adressed him. [B]"Ah, Bruce. What a pleasure it is to see you."[/B] Bruce looked into Miss Lange's eyes, making sure to keep eye contact. He often felt rude staring directly at another's face, but those were the rules. He bowed his head slightly, still keeping eye contact, and responded. [B]"Likewise, Miss Lange. It is always a pleaure to be graced with your presence."[/B] She smiled and walked over to the bookshelf next to her, and grabing a copy of Crime and Punishment, sat down to read it. She continued speaking to Bruce, though. [B]"How are you this morning, Bruce? Well, I would hope."[/B] Bruce smiled. [B]"Yes, Miss. I'm very well. Thank you for asking. How are you this beautiful day?"[/B] Miss Lange smiled. [B]"Fine, I suppose. Just taking the time to catch up on my reading..."[/B] She drifted back into her book. Another sound caught Bruce's ear. He saw Sergio out of the corner of his eye. He was obviously looking for him. Bruce had to know what he found. He bowed to Miss Lange. [B]"Miss Lange, my I be excused. My accomplice over there seems to need my help."[/B] Miss Lange nodded and said goodbye to Bruce, then returned to her book once more. Bruce walked swiftly over to Sergio. Sergio jumped a little when Bruce tapped his shoulder, and instinictvely flipped over his papers. Bruce smiled and sat down. [B]"Sergio, a pleasure."[/B] He lowered his voice down to a whisper.[B]"What did you find?"[/B] Sergio looked anxious, he flipped over papers containing some of Plato's works and showed it to Bruce. Bruce lost wind for a second. Regaining his posture he adressed Sergio sternly. [B]"You're sure these are legitmate articles?"[/B] Sergio nodded. Bruce began to shake with anxiety. Their theory seemed to be correct. And if this was proof...He shook off the thought, looking at Sergio again. But before he could say anything, Sergio responded to what he knew his dear firend would ask. [B]"These are only a few. There are many more. And they are safe. I keep them with me at all times, and when it is not around me, which rarely ever happens, I have a very secure spot in my quarters."[/B] Bruce clasped his friends hand and grinned. This is what they had been hoping for. And now it was here in front of them. But their quest for knowledge had only begun. They would need to find more proof.[/SIZE][/color][/FONT] [CENTER]+++++[/CENTER] [SIZE=1]I hope everything is fine, Retri.[/SIZE]

[QUOTE=Kamuro][CENTER][SIZE=1][B]Character Snippet[/B]: I don't really have anything to write here, kill me later Archangel :p [/SIZE] [/CENTER][/QUOTE] [color=#660000][SIZE=1]Don't tempt me...I might just end up doing it. ~__^ Alrighty![B] [FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][SIZE=2]SIGN UPS ARE NOW CLOSED[/SIZE][/FONT][/B], save Ouroboros [who I will personally force to get into motion :modrod: ]. Expect to see this up today or tommorow, depending upon how much energy I can divert back to my mind...>.< [/SIZE][/color]

[color=#660000][SIZE=1][B]"Tell me o' holy Paladin, does God's light blind us or lead us?"[/B] Renjin's words still rung in his head. Narotes words had no effect on him, though. He dodged two more strikes and the jumped backwards, sheathing Revelation. He happily tossed on his gauntlets and smiled. He took his fighting pose and responded. [B]" The answer to your question is...Both."[/B] Apollos pressed both hands together ad used Judgement. The field was illuminated, and all that could be seen was Renjin's flame, and the source of the light. Finally the spell subsided, and the building next to them was completely destroyed. Apollos frowned and scratched his head. [B]"Whoops. Shoulda' thought that over a little more..."[/B] Apollos searched around for his opponent. He was gone. Apollos shrugged and walked to the debris. He clapped his hand together around his mouth and yelled. [B]"Narote! Kirra!"[/B] [B]"Over here!"[/B] Apollos spun around, and almost got Demonic Embrace lodged down his throat. He held up his arms in defense, then swung at Renjin, missing. Behind Renjin, Apollos saw Narote and Kirra, and they were apparently tending to the wounds sustained by Apollo's foolishness. Narote looked extremely angry. Renjin spat. [B]"You crusaders are all alike. You think you're so much better than everyone else because God is behind you. But your firend over there is wrong! Light isn't always a saviour, darknees always destruction."[/B] Renjin sprung at Apollos, throwing an onlsaught of strikes at him. Apollos just blocked them all, and was knocked backwards. He jumped up, the defended against the next wave of attacks, without striking back. Renjin lunged at Apollos, but he took this as he chance to cease the battle. He ducked underneath the blow, grabbed Renjin's wrist, and flung him backwards. Then he grinned. [B]"Know beter than to stereotype me, Elf. I'm nothing like other Crusaders. I live for battle. I know that to have balance, you need the darkness and the light. Naote is not wrong, and neither are you. But you are arguing of two different things. Narote is right in that nothing good can come of evil, but evil and darkness are entirely different things." "Evil is hatred, war, death. Darkness, is light's brother. With light there is always shadow, and shadows do not exist without light, as Renjin stated. It's possible for light and darkness to coexist in righteouness. Priests dabble in dark arts, and warlocks in arts of divinity. May creatures of Evil use the power of light on their side. Many warriors of light use the darkness as their power. The only difference is, when you fight for righteousness, God's grace is present in your abilites. And my friend over there meant no harm by what he said. HE's just very forward in his beliefs." "So, can we please stop this pointless battle? It's not like I'm not enjoying this any, because I am, I just think we have bigger things to deal with...And Narote looks like he's going to explode."[/B] Renjin grumbled and tossed his blade onto his back, walking over to Narote and Kirra. He heloed her up, and walked back to Apollos. Narote stood up and followed behind. Apollos smiled. [B]"Better. Now, I agree with Narote, we should head for Darnassus and we can rest there. I'd have liked to rest here, but there isn't much left of your home,"[/B] he loked at Kirra apologetically,[B]"to do that. After Darnassus, let's head for Ironforge. Agreed?" [/B] Everyone nodded in approval. [B]"Good. Let's make haste. We don't have time to spare."[/B][/SIZE][/color] [SIZE=1][B]OOC:[/B] Apparently his faith outweighs his battle-junkie...ness. ^.^[/SIZE]

[color=#660000][SIZE=1]Don't worry Revy, Revelation's got her's up, and Kamuro will very soon. I wanted to wait for all sign-ups to get in before I started it, but I'll probably not be waiting for Ouroboros. So when Kamuro get's his up, keep a keen eye out for the thread in the Square. ~[B]Archangel[/B][/SIZE][/color]

[color=#660000][SIZE=1]I've been told my last name is wierd, and noboy can pronounce it right. Mediavilla. It's spanish, but people presist to say Meediavilla, when it's pronounced Me*dia-viya. [In spanish the double ls make a y sound] That's not even the worst of the mis-proununciations. I've been called: [B]1//[/B] Mediavara. [My friend almost enjoys saying my name wrong] [B]2//[/B] Medvila. [B]3//[/B] Meediaveela. [B]4//[/B] And my all time favorite-Medieval. I always get a kick out of the last one. Everybody who gets frustrated with saying my name leans towards calling me that. *e as in bet[/SIZE][/color]

[color=#000099][SIZE=1]Tetsuya growled as he walked up the dusty path to the dojo. He was aggravated by his master's actions. Or moreso, he was aggravated that he wouldn't know what was going on untill his master decided to tell him. Tetsuya had no choice but to repsect his decision, though. His master was his father in every aspect, he had taken him in. He began mumbling under his breath. [B]"Wouldn't even know about the message had I not been at the house...And he was out gambling! Gambling! I've never been found of that habit."[/B] Tetsuya's mumbling had reached a dull roar. One of the villager sthrew him an odd glance and Tetsuya shut up. [I]Note to self, avoid talking to myself out loud...[/I] A beautiful island girl caught his attention. [I]Reya?[/I] He knew her quite well. They'd been dating for a while. [I]An amazing feat for someone who was brought up by a womanizer[/I], he thought sacrcastically to himself. He walked over to her. [B]"Hey Reya. You look lovely today."[/B] He kissed her gently on the lips. He held her hand and they began walking away from the dojo. Before he could get anywhere, and hand grabbed the back of his robes and pulled him backwards. He sprung up to face his advesary, and, upon seeing who it was, growled. [B]"Hello, Sorizu."[/B] Sorizu was another student at Ginryuu's dojo, but he didn't take well to Tetsuya. He resnted him for being taught Ginryuu's moves. He held his katana over his back. [B]"You're supposed to be at the dojo, training. I hear master Jikokuten-sama tell you."[/B] Tetsuya chuckled. [I]Master Jikokuten-sama? Suck up.[/I] He stood up and straightened himself out. [B]"Well, as you can see, something, rather, someone, more important has come along. And thus, I really must be---"[/B] He attempted to turn around, but was stopped by Sorizu's blade. Tetsuya just sighed. [B]"So you won't give up will you? How about this. We both head back to the dojo, spar, and after I kick your ass, you leave me alone."[/B] Sorizu sneered. [B]"Cocky bastard. I'll show you."[/B] He began walking towards the dojo. Tetsuya put his hand in Reya's and walked with her to the dojo. They entered, and Sorizu was already standing on the mat in battle position, his blade drawn. Tetsuya grinned and grabbed his gauntlets, slipping them on. He smiled and banged his fists together, approaching Sorizu. Sorizu sneered again. [B]"When I defeat you, I'll be showing master Jikokuten-sama that I am the right disciple for him, not a slacker like you."[/B] Tetsuya yawned and took battle stance as well. [B]"You talk allota crap for a guy who's lost to me six times. Though, after this, it'll be seven."[/B] Sorizu roared and sprung at him. Tetsuya dodged and punched him hard in his side. Sorizu was sent realing. Tetsuya smiled. [B]"A fore-warning of the beating to come."[/B] [CENTER]*****[/CENTER] [B]"You...you win."[/B] Sorizu collapsed onto the mat. Tetsuya yawned again, and walked over to Sorizu, picking him up. He put him down near the medication and whatnot and left him there. I'll be a fair sport, but I wouldn't help that rat personally. Tetsuya sat down next to Reya, took of his gauntlets and smiled. [B]"Sorry about that. Now where were we?"[/B] He leaned forward and began kissing her when the doors to the dojo burst open, and Ginryuu flew in. He took a look at the battered Sorizu and shrugged. Then adressed Tetsuya. [B]"We need to go home. Now. You may bring Reya along if you please."[/B][/SIZE][/color]

[color=#660000][SIZE=1][B]"Hmph... I wouldn't believe it m'self if I wasn't here..."[/B] Apollos stood up, brushing himself off. It was almost as if the dead spirits in this battlefield were trying to latch onto him. He looked over the destruction and prayed. He asked that God would watch over the valiant spirits that died today...trying to protect Stormwind. He finished praying abruptly as he heard the sound of a foot step. [B]"No one should be 'ere...Everyone should be dead." [/B] He gazed around, and finally saw the source of the noise. He let out a sigh. It was merely a priest. Though this priest seemed familiar. [I]Don't I know him?[/I] Suddenly it hit him. He put his hands together and yelled. [B]"'Ey! Narote!"[/B] Narote looked up quickly, then smiled. Apollos had met Narote in one of the various churches he had been to, and he had liked the guy instantly. He was a priest in almost every fiber of his being, but he did manage to lossen up at parties. Then again, most people took a while to get used to partying with holy men. Someone even accused me of blessing their beer... HE chuckled to himself. He swiftly ram over to his firend and stood beside him. It seemed that from here you could see the miles of battle, the terrible onslaught that occured here. He turned to Narote and clasped his shoulder. [B]"It's been a long time."[/B] [B]"Yes, it has...It's good to see you again."[/B] [B]"Likewise. But it's odd that I should meet you here. Though I know you are a priest, and it is your duty to pray for these souls, you could have just as easily done that from your home."[/B] Narote raised an eyebrow at Apollos. [B]"The same can be said of you. You can't tell me you just happened to bne in the area and decided to come and look."[/B] Apollos grinned. [B]"So you're here for the same reason I am, eh? I though it was nothing more than a mere rumor...Seems I...we were wrong."[/B] He turned from Narote, surveyed the field, then turned back to him. [B]"There's nothing more we can do here. We should probably leave. And, if you wouldn;t mind traveling with a brute like me,"[/B] he winked at Narote,[B]"I have a humch that there is someone we should meet with."[/B] Narote looked skeptical. [B]"Who?"[/B] [B]"Renjin Forestwalker."[/B] Narote stared blankly. [B]"The Night-Elf warlock? Why should we meet with him?"[/B] Apollos turned back to the battlefield and waved his arm over it. He walked over to a Trolls body and pulled something out of is pocket. HE threw it to Narote. He studied it for a moment and his eyes opened wide. [B]"From what little I can read of Troll...This is a list of places they're going to attack! They've checked off the top one, I'm assuming it's Stormwind."[/B] Apollos nodded. [B]"I think that if we're gonna' stand a chance against them, we're going to need strong warriors. Or, warlocks, in this case."[/b] Narote nodded and tossed the papre away. He looked to Apollos questioningly. [B]"Where can we find him?"[/B] Apollos didn't know, but as far as he was concerned, the lord would guid him. He though for one moment, and it hit him. He smiled and started walked off. Narote followed behind him. Apolos tilted his head back. [B]"Nightsong Forest."[/B][/SIZE][/color] [SIZE=1][B]OOC: [/B] Hope you don't mind, Retri.[/SIZE]

[color=#CC0000][SIZE=1]Tetsuya stared down at Hauken in disbelief. [I]We're supposed to be the stealth team...why did he give us him? [/I] Tetsuya wasn't annoyed, just a little suprised by their leaders decision. [I]Hauken's obviously a great warrior, especially for someone so young...[/I] But he appeared more like the full ot frontal assualt time. Regardless, Tetsuya was glad he was there. Something about the kid reminded him of himself when he was young. [B]"Now that we've managed to prove out worth, we're on a quest to defeat the 5 lords underneath Tanaka. As they fall he will lose power, and the closest to us is Lod Daichi, so we're heading towards the Earth Castle. Once we defeat him, the Earth Castle will be our base of operations."[/B] Hauken nodded then looked around, scratching his head. [B]"Where did the other's go?"[/B] Tetsuya didn't need to answer, as Tomoya took it from there. [B]"We've split into two teams. One to attack from the front, providing a distraction for us, who will be sneaking inthrough the back."[/B] Hauken grinned and nodded. He put his hands behind his head and spoke. [B]"Well, my name's Hauken. The rest of you?"[/B] Tetsuya smiled. The others sounded off their names after his. [B]"Name's Tetsuya."[/B] [B]"I'm Faith. A pleasure to meet you."[/B] [B]"Tomoya."[/B] [B]"My name's Rieur. Extrodinaire Archer." [/B] Tetsuya walked to the front of the group and adressed them all after Rieur finished. [B]"Seeing as we are now, for the moment, our own seperate guld of a sort, I think we need a leader. I think Tomoya would do a good job, but it's up to him."[/B] They all looked at Tomoya. He just shrugged and started walking. [B]"Fine. Let's start moving through the forest."[/b] The thick forest laid in front of them, almost as if it had sprung up out of thin air. Tetsuya followed in pursuit, Hauken walked at his side, and Faith and Reiur walked together, talking. Tetsuya looked down at Hauken. [B]"Your sword's beast...What was it?"[/B] Hauken grinned and patted his blade. [B]"My beast was the legendary wolf Fenrir, and he lived out in the frozen tundra. I did him in though. Used my father's legendary technique. What was yours?"[/B] Tetsuya smiled. [B]"The Dragon King Bahamut, and he resided in a high mountain top. He was an impressive advesary, and I thought I was done a couple of times during our bout. I finally defeated him by using his strength against him, and knocked him off the mountain."[/B] Hauken laughed. [B]"Sounds awesome..."[/B] Hauken looked at Tomoya, then to Rieur and Faith, and then back to Tetsuya. [B]"Soooo...this is all of are destinies? We were all meant to go and help the Chosen One?"[/B] Tetsuya shrugged. [B]"I suppose so. I believe it anyhow. And I promise that I'll protect that boy. My blade will be his shield."[/B][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[color=#660000][SIZE=1][b]Name:[/b] Apollos Pursol (Pronounced Pure-soul) [B]Age:[/B] 22 [B]Race:[/B] Human [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Appearance:[/B] [[URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Mech.jpg]Apollos[/URL]] [[URL=http://hyung-taekim.org/displayimage.php?album=18&pos=1]Apollos Outfit[/URL]] Apollos' outfit has a large, black cross running down the front of it, two crosses on the shoulder, and he wears a cross around his neck. [B]Class:[/B] Paladin [B]Weapon:[/B] [URL=http://www.stevenshobbyfarm.com/Med/pod/dragongb.jpg][I]The Fists of Gods[/I][/URL]- Apollos wields two black and gold dragon gauntlets, which he blessed himself. On the back of each is a bright golden cross. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/ShortSword.jpg][I]Revelation[/I][/URL]- Apollos carries a short sword at his side, in case his gauntlets are rendered useless. He's blessed this as well, and a chain comes off the end of it with a cross charm at the end. [B]Spells:[/B] [I]Holy Strike-[/I] By pressing his hands together and saying a prayer of strength while his gauntlets are on, their power is increased significantly and is fatal to the undead. His fist glow a brilliant golden, which is nearly impossible to look at, and renders the undead temporarily blinded. [I]Judgment-[/I] Apollos? ace against the Undead. He raises his fist high into the air and then deals a crushing blow to the ground. The earth trembles as bolts of holy energy strike the battlefield, hitting all enemies. Dealing a substantial deal of damage to normal enemies, most undead don't live through this attack. [B]Personality:[/B] Apollos loves the thrill of battle. Though violence is his last resort for most problems, he loves fighting none-the-less. Despite his battle-junkie nature, he?s a kind-hearted man, and he always looks out for his allies. The team player to a fault, his allies safety is more important to him than his own. He enters every battle with all hopes of victory, and will fight until his final breath, if needed. Apollos spends most of his time, however, traveling. He travels from church to church, to hospitals all over the world of Azeroth. He prays in the churches, checks to make sure everything is going well, and offers his help to those who are injured in any way he can. [B]Character Snippit, or Biography:[/B] [B]?Damn it!? [/B] The priest was knocked against the wall, all of his energy spent. Another priest was sent flying beside him, fatigued as well. They had been traveling with a Paladin, and were saying prayers in the church they were now pressed against, when the group of Undead had arrived. Twelve of them at the beginning, they had whittled their numbers down to five. However, now they had no defense, and Apollos couldn?t be seen. They said a silent prayer to themselves. And undead warrior stood over them and raised his blade up. [COLOR=DarkRed][B]?Say your---?[/B][/COLOR] He stopped mid-sentence as his chest erupted open, and Apollos? fist blazed through. Apollos pulled his fist out and the warrior collapsed. He turned to face the enemies and talked back to the priests. [B]?Sorry for the delay. Turns out there were more of them behind the church, waiting to pounce. I had to take care of them first. You two leave, I?ll take care of these enemies.?[/B] The priests nodded and jumped up, fleeing inside of the church. Apollos smiled and clapped his gauntlets together, grinning at his opponents.[I] A Warlock Undead, a Rouge Undead, and? [/I] Apollo blinked twice, making sure he was seeing correctly. He growled. [B]?[I]Priests?[/I] Two undead [I]priests[/I]? You defile the name of my lord, and for that, you two die last.?[/B] He hit his fist together and surveyed his enemies. [I]I need to get them apart, take them out one by one?[/I] Apollos smiled. [I]This?ll be fun.[/I] He sprung at the warlock, ramming his fist into her face. [B]?Holy Strike!? [/B] The warlock was blasted backwards, but wasn?t killed. [I]Powerful demon?[/I] Luckily, it still had the effect he was hoping for. The other Undead were blinded. He ran after the Warlock, but she was casting a spell. She smiled at him and initiated her spell. [B][COLOR=Indigo]?Shadow Bolt!!?[/COLOR][/B] The attack struck Apollos squarely in the chest. He lost breath and keeled over, collapsing onto the ground. The Warlock advanced on him, thinking she had done him in. She lifted her stave to attack Apollos, but didn?t receive the chance. Apollos had already swung his leg, knocking her over, and spun himself over so that his hand was around her neck. He glared into her eyes. [B]?Amen!?[/B] He brought his hand up and drove his fist into her chest, and her body burst into golden flames. The flames dispersed, and Apollos was left there. He sighed, relieved. The warlock looked like the hardest. [I]Now for th---[/I] A blade collided with his back and he was knocked backwards. His armor was thick enough that the blow did no major damage, but it still wounded him. He stood up and looked at his assailant. [I]The Rouge...[/I] Behind him were the two undead priests. They were smart, and knew they had to take him on at once to win. Apollos cracked his neck. [B]?You bloody devil rejects don?t know a thing about chivalry, eh? Well I?ll teach ya?.? [/B] He held his fists together and concentrated. [I]I was going to go against them one by one, but if they don?t like my rules, I?ll play by theirs.[/I] He brought his right fist up and held his left in prayer position. He struck the ground and yelled. [B]?Judgment!?[/B] The ground trembled as his fist collided into it, and clouds gathered above. Suddenly, a wave of holy energy bolts barricaded the field. The Rouge was struck repeatedly, and fell to the ground. Apollos drove his fist through the creatures back and watched as it disintegrated underneath him The Undead Priests, however, were unaffected. The first priest used the holy word Shield. They were protected from the onslaught. For now. The terror subsided, and the Undead let down their shield. But before he could attack, they took the initiative. [B][COLOR=Indigo]?Shadow Word: Pain!?[/COLOR][/B] [B][COLOR=Olive]?Holy Smite!? [/COLOR][/B] They both used their spells at once, and Apollos was assaulted with pain. The smite hadn?t been to trying, he easily used his gauntlets to defend against the strike. However, he wasn?t ready for the Shadow Word. A dense purple fog had surrounded him, and whilst he was trapped in the fog his body was being racked with agony. He regained he nerve, and prayed as he waited for the fog to subside. It finally did so, and the Undead jumped in the moment the spell finished. To their surprise, Apollos was gone. A voice came from behind the Shadow Priest. [B]?Boo.?[/B] He unleashed a series of strikes to the creatures back, and it collapsed, unconscious. Apollos kicked the ashes of the body away and turned to the frightened Undead. Apollos sneered. [B]?Holy Strike!?[/B] The creature was knocked backwards but wasn?t killed. His staff lay at his side, and Apollos stepped on it. He took a step back and stared at the creature. He put his hands together, and brought his right fist up again. He stared at the Priest. [B]?You claim to be a man of [I]God[/I]. So?let [I]God[/I] decide whether you live or die. Judgment!?[/B] Unable to defend himself, the Priest was torn to shreds by the thrashing. Apollos said a silent prayer for their damned souls, then walked into the church.[/SIZE][/color] [SIZE=1][B]OOC:[/B] Hope everything's alright Deucalion. I had a mighty urge to put Divine Shield as one of my spells, but I passed. ^.^[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Here is the underground thread, where you can find information on the other characters that we?ll come across and where you can ask questions about the RPG. Each name is a link to the characters picture.[/SIZE] [color=white][SIZE=1] [SIZE=3][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][B]Parallel Convergence:Revelation NPCs[/B][/FONT][/SIZE] [size=2][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][B]+ + +Sins+ + +[/B][/FONT][/size] Helena?s children. In actuality they are physical manifestations of Helena?s sins. After Helena made her deal with the dark one, she found that her emotions increased ten fold, disturbed her studies, and causing her to lose her sanity. As her mind was slipping she decided that the easiest way to go about eliminating her ?problem? was to let her emotions out. She created corpses, and used her newfound abilities to imbue the sins into individual bodies. They now follow her faithfully, and she treats them like family. More so than both Arc and he lover. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Lust.jpg][COLOR=Red][I]Lust-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] A red-haired creation of Helena. In the both realities he was an experienced illusionist, able to easily manipulate minds into seeing what is not their and feeling what is not real. He spent the most time with Helena, and during the nights that Helena?s spent slaving over her work he would accompany her. They formed a relationship, though Helena did so on an subconscious level. He?s a team player, and, except for the misplacement of morals, is a relatively nice guy. All the other Sins are good pals with him, and he?s one of the few who like Wrath. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Gluttony.gif][COLOR=Orange][I]Gluttony-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] Small, orange-haired, hazel-eyed, and always searching for food, Gluttony?s looks are extremely deceiving and it?s a wonder that she maintains such a thin figure. Her insatiable hunger goes hand in hand with her super strength that she possesses. Her food fuels her; the more she eats the stronger she is. Liked all around, and tolerates Wrath. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Envy.jpg][COLOR=Green][I]Envy-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] Envy, though quite striking, is always feels need for what others possess. She has long green hair, and dashing yellow eyes. She has the incredible power of metamorphosis, and is able to take any shape she please, even inanimate objects. If she changes into another person, she acquires almost every attribute, including finger prints and abilities. The only thing that she is unable to change is her eye color. Gets along with all of the other Sins, and tolerates Wrath like Gluttony and Lust. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Pride.jpg][COLOR=SlateGray][I]Pride-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] Cocky to a fault, Pride is every bit of what her name implies. Her eyes are a fiery red, her hair jet black. She was Helena?s favorite of the Sins, save Lust. Helena looked at her as more of her child than the rest. Pride?s power is fire manipulation. Able to create it, morph it, and disperse it, her ability matches her fiery temper. She and Lust get along well, and she?s gets along moderately well with everyone, but cannot stand Wrath. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Sloth.jpg][COLOR=Blue][I]Sloth-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] Sloth is the second youngest of the group [older than Gluttony] and is treated as such. He?s quite the nuisance most of the time, seeing as he usually retreats to a nice couch and lets his eyelids cover his purple eyes and his blue hair fall over his face as he sleeps. When he does muster the strength to do battle, he is quite ferocious, and is almost as scary as Wrath. His nails turn into claws, and his teeth sharpen. His senses are increased dramatically, and so his physical strength. The most frightening part of the transformation is the inhuman speed he attains. Faster than the normal human eye can see, he blasts around his enemy, creating a maelstrom around them where he violently lashes at them with his claws. This ability is very tiring, and only lasts a few minutes. After his energy is spent he retracts to his normal self and sits back to watch the rest of the battle. Most of the other Sins ignore him, except for Wrath, who respects him. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Wrath.jpg][COLOR=DarkRed][I]Wrath-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] The most frightening of the Sins, his body is mostly mechanical. He doesn?t hesitate to peel the flesh off of woman and children, and, if he?s in the mood, loves to prolong the pain he causes others. His hair is golden, but his eyes are black. His fangs are unbelievably sharp, and can tear through metal. A great silver, mechanical wing emits from his right shoulder blade. His abilities are quite the site, as long as you?re not on the receiving end of them. One of the abilities is quite like Lust?s illusions, only much worse. You are forced to live through the worst forms of torture, and every time one finishes your body is mended and you are put through another. His second, more fearsome ability, is his creation and manipulation of metal, and worse, of blood. He cannot control the blood as long as it is in your body, but once spilt, he can create weapons from it. Pools of a soldiers blood beneath him can be turned quickly into a pit of spikes. The most disturbing thing about his persona is that he?s happy-go-lucky, and loves to crack jokes, even while he?s skinning people alive. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Greed.jpg][color=#FFCC00][I]Greed-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] Greed is laid-back, and isn?t actually all that greedy. Though he does, on occasion, love to scam others and knock over jewelry stores or banks. His hair is dark brown, and his eyes are red. His ability is better suited for thievery and such, but combined with his master gunmanship, is quite dangerous. He has the skill of invisibility, though it?s much more powerful than normal invisibility. Not only can he not be seen, his breath cannot be heard, and he does not leave footprints. His aura is still detectable, but most aren?t powerful enough to sense his aura before he kills them. [SIZE=2][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][B]+ + +Great Forces+ + +[/B][/FONT][/SIZE] There are three great forces in this new fusion world. Two mighty emperors, Muchitsujo and Zetsumei, and the deranged doctor herself. Muchitsujo and Zetsumei have been at war for years, and are determined to become ruler. They have both made deals with dark lord just as Helena did, and are rumored to possess unknown dark powers. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Muchitsujo.jpg][color=olive][I]Muchitsujo-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] The proud ruler of the Northern region, and the king of tactics and battle strategies. He is also known to be an unrivaled swordsmen, though Zetsumei?s followers argue that Zetsumei is the better of the two. Muchitsujo is known for being able to cause exactly what his name means, chaos. Implying the use of smoke bombs, tiny explosives, and well trained shinobi and ninjas, his armies easily send their enemy into a state of panic and disorder. His weapon is a specially made katana, that is as tall as him. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Zetsumei.jpg][color=olive][I]Zetsumei-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] The mighty ruler of the south, and the king of warfare in general. Weather is be land, sea, or air, Zetsumei?s forces are impenetrable and unstoppable. His skill with a blade is awe-inspiring, and the only event more breath-taking than him or Muchitsujo training alone, is when the great warlords do battle with one another. Through his many battle he has caused much zetsumei, or death, and has earned the name ?The Grim Reaper?. His blade is as fast as lighting, and those who look into his eyes are said to be paralyzed with fear. His weapon is a specialized katana as well. [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Helena.jpg][color=olive][I]Helena-[/I][/COLOR][/URL] The great doctor/sage has finally lost her mind. The two women were fused together, but still remain separate consciousnesses. They have become a monstrous two headed dragon-behemoth. Protruding from the forehead of both dragon heads is both Helena?s, though they have been altered slightly [click her name]. This might creature has the ability to forcefully defuse the creatures that were fused together when the world were combined. But the diffusion comes with a terrible price. The two beings, once ripped apart, die and disappear. Nothing is left of them but a blood stain. Though she is causing great sorrow and pain, she believes it to be the best for the people. She doesn?t destroy the sins because of their loyal devotion to her.[/SIZE][/color] [SIZE=1]If you have any questions, feel free to post them here or PM me.[/SIZE]

[size=1][color=#FF0000][b]Code Name / Call Sign:[/b] Mech [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Location:[/b] Bronx, NY, USA [b]Age:[/b] 26 [b]Personal Appearance (Images are acceptable):[/b] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Mech.jpg][COLOR=White]Mech[/COLOR][/URL] [I]//Eye Color//[/I] Translucent grey. [I]//Hair Color//[/I] Black. Silver streaks go through his hair infrequently [side effect of operation] [I]//Height//[/I] 6?4?? [I]//Weight//[/I] 215 lbs. [Due to the metallic body pieces] [I]//Body Stature//[/I] Mech has thin, muscular arms and legs. This allows him to have a good offense, defense, and agility. His strength is his greatest area, however. [I]//Attire//[/I] Mech wears the shirt shown in his database picture. His pants are black, and fit him loosely. He wears two gloves that cut of at his knuckles and have pentagrams on the back of them. He wears a pair of thin shades as well. [B]Personality/Behavior:[/B] [I]//Pro-operation log; Day #1//[/I] Mech is an odd specimen indeed. Even after his fatal accident he remained the same as the man he once was. Chivalrous, courageous, kind, loving, caring, murderous. Some of his qualities seemed self-contradicting, but according to him, they all actually fit into his persona quite well. He portrays/ed an ?aura? in a sense, one that draws/drew people to him. Though he still suffers from the operation and is not yet able to leave, he is fully confident that the work done to him will prove efficient and will ultimately save him. His body is doing exceptionally well underneath the stress, but only time will tell. [I]//Pro-operation log; Day #2//[/I] His recovery rate was astounding. He?ll be leaving later today. He rose up during his sleep and unleashed his now ture form, which was quite astounding. His body stood in full majesty, then reverted to his dormant form, collapsing into bed. [I]//Pro-operation log; Day #2 [Test run]//[/I] We?re allowing Mech to test out his new body, make sure everything is working correctly. He had begun, earlier, speaking to us of his past, and we have added this information to his biography [view further into profile]. After his leave he will keep a log of sorts, recording his life henceforth. One of the items he shared with us brought about a startling discovery. He was a vigilante. Finally the last of the traits that he described himself as comes into focus. His city was full of corruption, criminals, and he was unable to allow it to continue. He assumed a ?secret identity?, Archangel. He had a gift, the ability to use elemental energies. He was a one man army, and the major crime lords began to fear him. That was what brought him into his current situation. He had been attempting to stop a drug deal between to of the most powerful crime bosses in New York, but they had hired assistance. Lots of it. Androids, battle droids, snipers, even warriors in mechanical battle suits. They attacked him, and he fought valiantly, but they overwhelmed him. He body was severely damaged, almost rendered useless. Luckily, one of his subordinates saved him, and brought him to us. We were never informed of how he met this condition, so we are all quite appreciative that he informed us. [B]Personal History:[/B] [U][I]//Robert?s History--Birth to Pre-operation//[/I][/U] Mech was born to Rodger Narrows and Linda Colinger as Robert J. Narrows. He was an exceptionally well behaved baby; he rarely ever cried or caused a fuss. He wasn?t spoiled, though. He lived in a middle class family. They owned a nice house, had two dogs and a cat, and he had a little sister, Anne. His childhood was a relatively carefree one, and he had little worries. His parents were, however, having marital problems, unbeknownst to him. They never let slip the tension between them. Life went on normally, and Robert entered school. He was an exceptionally bright child from an early age, but he never let on how smart he really was. What he did let on, however, were his strong beliefs in chivalry and justice. He was always polite, held doors open, spoke with proper tongue [slang repulsed him/ though he did swear; very rarely], assisted others against bullies, etc. He never fought though, and solved his problems non-violently. He felt that to use violence to stop violence was wrong. His naïve views were shattered as he aged. There was a fight he couldn?t break up, and in trying to do so he got dragged in. Unable to reason his way out, he fought back, almost destroying his opponent by lighting them on fire with one of his punches. He was amazed and frightened by his powers at first, but then found a way to put them to good use. During High-School, Robert?s fathers electronics company shot up, and the family was met with wealth. Robert was able to take various forms of martial arts, and incorporated his own ability. He mastered his combination styles quickly. He met a girl that he felt he truly loved, and everything was right in his world. Then disaster struck. His parents began arguing out in the open, and it frightened Robert and Anne. Anne was 4 years younger than the 16 year old Robert, and didn?t take it as well. Though heated arguments occurred frequently, nothing happened. Until Robert graduated from College. Roberts? mother lost her sanity, and murdered their father in his sleep. She progressed to continue killing, until finally she murdered herself. Though greatly distraught, Robert was able to move on. The same couldn?t be said of his sister. She lost her sanity as well, and was put into an asylum. Robert?s life began breaking down the moment his mother lost sanity. The business suffered dramatically, no one was interested in buying from ?maniacs?. Roberts girlfriend left him, afraid he was unstable. Afraid and alone, Robert fled. He lived in the streets for a long time, until he finally found work. He was hired to be a police officer. The job suited him, though he had gotten a major in archaeology, a job as an officer would allow him to administer justice. He soon found that he was wrong. The police were corrupt. They bargained with crime-lords, and turned a blind-eye to certain occurrences. Save a few other cops, the police were merely crime?s lackeys in his eyes. He gathered the other cops that still held values, and they became a vigilante guild. Surprisingly enough, the others appeared to have inept abilities similar to his. They administered true justice to the city, but never crossed the line to murder unless necessary. He did this for many years, and they were paid by a private benefactor who was intrigued by their work. Then, the accident occurred. He was brought to a private experimentation clinic and was operated on. Many mechanical parts were added in place of real ones, and some extra features were added by his request. [I][U]//Mech//[/U][/I] [i]Journal Entry [Tuesday, August 9th][/I] [I]Upon leaving I heard of a group called the legionnaires. They are a syndicate of heroes like myself, though some of their motivations are questionable. Regardless, I believe I?ve found my calling, and I?m sure that my skills will be a great asset to the team. Quite the interesting bunch resides here, every type of person imaginable. This should be fun.[/I] [B]Special Skills or Abilities:[/B] Mech is very proficient in control of the five elements: fire, wind, earth, water, and electricity. He is most proficient, though, in the use of electricity, as he can generate great amounts with his semi-robotic body. Due to his request, he asked for a pentagram to be etched into his back. Though we questioned the need for it, he assured us that he needed it for no satanic purposes. The pentagrams strengthened his elemental abilities. His true power, though, lies in is his new body. Mech appears like a normal citizen in everyday life, but that?s actually his dormant state. When his limitors are unlcked, his ture form is unleashed, his operation becomes apparent. His arms have 3 in. transparent plates that are separated by an inch of skin. Inside of his arms are two energy orbs. The orbs provide constant energy to ever part of his body. Large mechanical wings sprout from his back, and his eyes turn completely red. His speed, agility, strength, defense, and maneuverability, as well as his senses, are all greatly enhanced. These are only a few of the major changes that over-come him. Mech has more natural skills, though. He's quite profficient in various forms of martial arts, even street fighting. He even took classes in swordsmanship, and learned to wield a katana. His weapon of choice, however, are gauntlets. He keeps a pair of black and golden gauntlets with him, that have golden pentagrams on the back. His mechanical eyes contribute pinpoint accuracy, so he is able to strike at any vital or vulnerable spots on his opponent. [B]Player?s Availability (How often will you be able to post? There is no such thing as too much or too little):[/B] Probably every day. Tuesdays and weekends might be difficult, but I usually make time. ^.^ [B]Which Otaku Thread Rating Do You Expect Your Posts To Fall Under? (E - Everyone, PG - Parental Guidance, M - Mature):[/B] M. I tend to lean towards a graphic, gory style of writing. Nothing sexual really.[/size][/color] [size=1][b]OOC:[/b] I hope everything is in order.[/size]

[SIZE=1][color=#660000][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][B][U]My Sign-Up[/U][/B][/FONT] [B]Name:[/B] Arcaiel ?Arc? Reijin [B]Age:[/B] 19 [B]Job:[/B] Infantry Unit. Secret weapon of the army. [B]Weapons:[/B] [I]Dragon Gauntlets-[/I] Two gauntlets that were imbued with the power of the five elements. On the back of the two gauntlets are pentagrams, symbolizing the unity of nature. They are made of an extremely powerful, yet light, metal. [I]Glock 17-[/I] A semi-auto handgun that Arc keeps at his side. The bullets have been blessed. [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Mech.jpg]Arc[/URL] Hair- Red with black tips on the bangs. He leaves it out in back, and often spikes it. Eyes- Dark Red Height/Weight- 6'3", 165 lbs. Physical Stature/Attire- Arc's arms and legs are lean and muscular. He the shirt shown in his pic. His pants are black and fit him loosely. On his right hand he has three rings, a silver wolf band on his pinky, a bronze lion band on his index, and a golden dragon ring on his middle. He also wears a pair of goggles. [B]Natural Abilities:[/B] Elemental control. He can manipulate and control all four elements with ease, though he cannot do so endlessly. It takes a strain on his body, and if he overexerts himself he will overheat. Then he will need to rest for days to recover strength. [B]Genetic Variations:[/B] [I]Gateway-[/I] Arc?s arm was drastically changed, though the visibility of his weapon depends on it?s form. In it?s dormant shape, it appears just like his arms would normally, save the rune symbols that line it. When unleashed, it has 6 forms, one for every element, and then it?s true form. The elemental versions are simple, ex. Tempest- his arms is encased in flames, but it keeps it?s true strength, Water- encased in ice, etc. The true form is spectacular. Three spikes emerge from his hand, one from his middle finger, one from his thumb, and one from his pinky. They are two feet long, and come out at a 75 degree angle then jut into a 130 degree angle after a foot. His arms is white and mechanical, and is transparent. His skin is their, but barely, for open panels 3in. long span it, with only a 1 in. gap of skin between. Inside of his arms is an orb of energy. [I]Marks of the Dragon Lord-[/I] Arc?s body was greatly changed as the worlds were merged. He acquired great dragon characteristics, some that are less visible than others. He has dragon eyes, and dragon markings on his face, as well as a dragon horn. His skin looks normal, but is as thick as dragon hide. The greatest change was the mighty dragon wings that were infused into his back. Though retractable, they itch when left inside. [B]Personality:[/B] Arc is a level-headed, friendly person. He gets along with almost everyone, and never has problems confronting others. He speaks his mind whenever necessary, but tends to avoid fighting. For the safety of his opponent. He looks out for others whenever possible, though that choice causes him to very rarely look out for himself. [B]Motivation:[/B] He wants to save his mother, but in all honesty he knows that if what?s she?s doing is hurting innocents, he will be forced to kill her. [B]Character Snippet:[/B] (See background story)[/color] The sign-ups are looking great everyone.I should mention that I removed the limit on the number of people allowed from the past and future. ^__^I?ll need Ouroboros to post his sign-up, and I believe Kamuro is going to sign-up as well. I still need someone to sign-up as Helena?s lover, but I?m not to worried. Oh, and I?ll be posting the Underground thread soon, where I?ll give an in-depth description of the NPCs.[/SIZE]

[B][SIZE=4][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][CENTER]Parallel Convergence: Revelation[/CENTER][/FONT][/SIZE][/B] [CENTER][color=#660000][SIZE=1][B]?Raaagh!!! Aaaagggghhh!!!? [/B] The creature moaned in pain, grasping the colossal demonic wings protruding from it?s back. This pain never ceased, but it only took its toll when they were unleashed. But if the wings weren?t let out by choice?they?d come out by force. The creature retracted its wings, withdrew it?s horns into its head. A black mist engulfed the room swirling inside like a vortex. It finally subsided, and all that was left was a bare beautiful woman, gasping for air. The door behind her opened, and a red-haired male attendant came in, giving her garments to change into. He ran his hand through her hair, then left. He walked back to the main lab, where the other assistants were waiting. He looked at the others gathered around the room, sorrow in his eyes. They all knew her pain better than any other. The red-haired man looked at his brethren. There were seven of them. All were completely loyal to the doctor, they loved her dearly. They were, after all, her children. Helena?s creations. The red-haired man, Lust, was 6?, and had immoral red eyes. The woman to his left, Gluttony, was slender, and had short, orange hair, with eyes that were constantly searching for food. Next to her was Envy, an attractive, green-haired woman, and Pride, whose hair was jet-black, her mouth cocked into that mocking smile she often held. Away from the group was Sloth, sprawled out in a chair in the corner of the room, his spiked hair covering his face as he slept, Wrath, who stood besides the machinery, experimenting on lab rats, and Greed, who sat alone thinking of ways to use the Doctor?s experiments to make money. They were different?but united under one. The door to the lab slid open as the doctor walked in. She waltzed past her ?children? and walked to the machine charging behind all the other experiments. The Doctor put her hand against the machine, and her eyes lit up as she rubbed it. [B]?Dimensional travel. Even in this day and age?It is thought to be impossible. But..but I?ll show them. Today, I will travel to another dimension. It must happen today. I cannot fail. I?ve?I?ve sacrificed to much,?[/B] she slid her hands over the scars left from her wings, [B]?for it to fail. He promised??[/B] [B]+ + +Outside + + +[/B] A young man and two of his friends rode frantically on their motorbikes towards the laboratory. They had received word of a nuclear bomb landing in this vicinity, and they had to warn the doctor. The young man, Arc, was the doctor?s son. And he knew that she planned to use the machine tonight. If he didn?t tell her not to?the result would be catastrophic. [I]Mom?I have to get to you. I know this?project means everything to you, but you mean everything to me.[/I] He accelerated, leaning into his bike. He finally saw the lab in the distance. A smile passed his face. I made it. His thoughts were disturbed a yelp from behind. [B]?Arc! Look up!?[/B] Arc raised his head frantically, and his eyes opened wide at what he beheld. The nuke. Since warfare had advanced, they no longer needed to launch another bomb at it. Once it hit?Once it hit?It would all be over. Tears streamed from Arc?s face, and he slowed bike to a stop. He sat there and he hit the handlebar of his bike furiously. [I]Why? Why damn it?[/I] Light streamed over his face as he cried. [I]So this is the end?wait? That light isn?t the?[/I] He looked up quickly. The light was shining from the lab. She had activated it. Her life dream was going to be destroyed, and her along with it. Arc watched the nuke crash into the lab, and watched as green and white light fused together. The wave of fluorescent light flowed over them, and then darkness. [color=#000033][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][SIZE=2][U][B]Across the fold of space and time:[/B][/U][/SIZE][/FONT][/color] Seven people sat round in the holy chamber, listening to the horrid screams from the other room. Lust, in his Illusionist?s armor, grabbed the Sage?s outfit and brought it to his creator. He walked into the room, gave it to her, and ran his hand through her hair. He left, and she dressed. Her body shook violently from her transformation, but she kept together. She had finally mastered it. The lost Sage?s skill. Dimensional travel. And she would use it today. She would become the most powerful being alive. She finished dressing, then walked into the holy chamber preparing to perform her spell. [B]+ + +Outside+ + +[/B] A Knight watched as the dwarf he was holding died. Was he lying? Were?were they really going to perform the Ruinous Chasm Incantation on her? Sending her straight to the fiery depths below? He wouldn?t let that happen to Helena. He loved her. He grabbed a wyvern, and took to the sky, flying of to the temple as quickly as he could. His comrades traveled in close pursuit behind him. He saw the temple at last, but it was to late. The barrier had been put up around the temple, to keep anything from getting out. The giant sorcerous circle in the sky above the barrier, and shot a green blast of energy down towards Helena. But from the temple emanated a blinding white light, one that shot forth and counteracted with destructive wave coming towards it. The lights fused and spread over the land. And then?darkness. *****[/SIZE][/color] [SIZE=1]Two worlds. Two realities. Both worlds are suffering from a time of war, between two great powers. One reality?s war is fought with Mechs, machine guns, the other fought with beasts, sorcery. Doctor/Sage Helena, the most revered scientist/ powerful mage of her time, has finally made blueprints for a machine/ recovered a spell, to make dimensional travel possible. Determined to ensure that she would be successful, she made a deal with the dark one. He granted her a new form, and unlimited knowledge. With this knowledge she worked towards her dream. And, at the exact same moment in both realities, Helena put her method to test, only to have immeasurable amounts of energy interfere with the process. The result of these catastrophic events was simple. Two realities were destroyed. And one was created. Now the residents of both worlds have been fused together with their counterparts. Skilled snipers from the future have been melded together with their archer counterparts. Planes have fused with Phoenixes. Tanks and Behemoths have become one. And the two Helenas have finally come together, in a body far from human. But?She has gone mad. Wild with delirium, she seeks to reverse the ?chaos? she has caused by bringing together the two realms. By slowly destroying the planet. No single being can stand up to her might. Except for them. Arc, Helena?s lover, and their comrades. [SIZE=2][B]Sign-Up/ RP Notes[/B][/SIZE] [QUOTE][RIGHT][SIZE=1]· I?ll be needing someone to play as Helena?s lover. Him and Arc (me)will play a large role in this. Don?t worry about trying to make him any specific way, do whatever you please. Just make sure to include how much he loves Helena. Oh, and he must have wings as one of his genetic variations. ^__^ If you?d like any help just PM me. [/SIZE][/RIGHT][/QUOTE] [B]Sign-Up[/B] [B]Name:[/B] (Futuristic or Olden, depending on the reality you originate from) [B]Age:[/B] (18+) [B]Class/ Job:[/B] ( What were you in your reality? Past ex. A Black Mage, Dark Knight, Beast Tamer, etc. Future ex. Sniper, Swordsman, Mech Pilot etc. These are times of war, so chances are you are enlisted in the army) [B]Weapon:[/B] (What weapon do you carry around for protection?) [B]Appearance:[/B] (Detailed description, picture, or both) [B]Natural Abilities:[/B] (Fairly simple. Can you manipulate flames, read minds, or phase through walls? The futuristic person (s) has one as well) [B]Genetic Variation:[/B] (Due to the creation of a new reality, our bodies have been altered. We exist only in one realm, an thus have no counterpart to join with, so our bodies have gained new features. This includes any new abilities you are now able to perform.) [B]Personality:[/B] (Simple enough. What kind of person are you?) [B]Motivation:[/B] (why do you travel to stop Helena? Is the pain she?s causing the world to inhuman, or do you love her to much to watch her suffer?) [B]Character Snippet:[/B] (This is just to measure your RP-ing skills. What happened before you went to warn Helena of her impending doom) I'll post mine after a couple of sign-ups. [LEFT][FONT=Microsoft Sans Serif][SIZE=2][B]Characters:[/B][/SIZE][/FONT] Azuroth Darksoul-[b]Chief Predator[/b] Arcaiel ?Arc? Reijin-[b]Archangel[/b] Katchya "Kat" Valentine-[B]Sakura[/B] Ashagi Nagashandie-[B]Deucalion[/B] Kwi Merhinna-[B]Kitty[/B] [/LEFT][/SIZE][/CENTER]

[CENTER][color=#993300][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Ken Jameson [B]Age:[/B] 24 [B]Appearence:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/Weiss88.jpg]Ken[/URL] Ken is a well-toned young man, which goes hand-in-hand with his enhanced strength. His hair is crimson toned with black bangs, and his eyes are a dark-blue. He often wears his hair spiked. He stands at 6' 3'' and is very handsome, so women tend to gravitate towards him. Usually over his eyes are a pair of slim, oval, shades. He wears a black, collared, unbuttoned shirt over a white shirt. Both shirts ae sleeveless and expose his arms. A pair of blue jean shorts usually join his attire. On his right hand, he wears a golden lion ring on his pinky, a silver wold ring on his index finger, and a golden dragon ring with ruby eyes on his middle finger. He always had his CD player in his pocket, with the headphones around his neck. [B]Abilities: [/B] [I]Enhanced Strength-[/I] Ken has the strength of over ten men. His arms in no way give away his under-lying strength, and will often give his enemies or rivals a misconception of his power. He isn't carelees with his strength, though, and only uses it when neccesary.[/SIZE][/color][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=1][B]OOC:[/B] Hope it's alright.[/SIZE][/CENTER]