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Guys who haven't finished their posts! Please finish them so O-Ushi can begin this post! thanks DK

Alright, DK wants to join. Name: Sumasu Riku Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: Orange hair with odd black stripes. He has yellow eyes, and his apearance and build is much like a feline. (No, he doesnt have a cat face. It's just the first face that comes to mind.) When you look at him, he strikes you as somewhat of a stray cat. Personality: Never popular because of his admittedly startling appearance, he seems to have just given up trying to be social. He speaks very little, but there is much inner strength within him. Even though nobody would care to ask, he is very intelligent and caring. Even softhearted and compassionate. Ability: Has a keen eye for detail, and can recreate a scene perfectly. Nobody knows this, but he keeps a diary full of the magnificent pictures he has drawn. This keen eye helps him to quickly understand and counter others' techniques, even copy them at times. But let this not fool you, for it also grants him an astounding ability to combine maneuvers. Grades: Taijutsu- Strong, focused, but lacking in style. He is quick on his feet, but not with his hands. He often makes up for this lack of skill with illusions and magic. He is, however, quite proficient with katars and kunai. C Genjutsu- His ability to allude and illude are masterful, while his technique is second to none. His quick feet add to this division of the ninja arts. He likes to use this to make up for his lack of proficiency in tai-jitsu. A Ninjutsu- VERY focused, and very solid. Good at most elemental techniques, but a priodogy of the earth arts, and experimenting studiously in the art of shadow. His favorite technique is the Zan-pu-kato, a combination of both earth and shadow attacks. Strong point. A Introductions Are In Order: Great. Another day at the academy for Riku. He detests being around his classmates, because they try to provoke him with (quite literally) cat-calls. Another story. "Here, kitty!" another student called after Riku. Riku stopped. He turned around, and gave him a sharp look. The look often denoting to everyone the importance of shutting up. He turned on his heel, and began to walk. "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty..." The boy continued. Everyone began to snicker. Riku just kept walking, staying uninvolved. Soon everyone had joined in the chant. "Here kitty, here kitty kitty!" Riku spun, casting an earth spell on the boy, who all but dodged it. "Hey, kitty, play nice!" the boy snickered. He was soon met with a blow to the face. He skidded past a planter, and went headfirst into a rock, knocking him unconscious. All sound ceased. Riku looked upon the crowd, imposing upon them the look of disbanding. Everyone walked away, slowly. Riku was the last to leave. Nobody there to feel for him. No compassion. He looked into his palm, and clenched his fist. He turned, and helped the boy he had just knocked out stand. The boy just looked at his face, and ran to get away from him. Riku just stood watching as the last traces of the boy disappeared into an apartment building. He stood there, wondering for a moment, and then walked to his own secluded residence. And as he went, a sad song followed. "I'll be waiting for you to come for me again. Maybe this time I'll listen and follow you... nobody left but me..." as the sounds of the waterfall slowly drowned out the sound...

The hands clutching Neutrality's collar were massive, strong fists. Strength gave Neutrality a dirty look. "Where is he!?" he demanded. "He can't be found at this time. Just like with his father, this youth is hidden from my sight. If you would kindly take your hands off of my robes..." Neutrality looked at Strength, annoyed. He never seemed to quite understand why certain things couldn't be done. Even by Gods of the everchanging world of Fehnicks. If only Genesis were there, then order would return. But the Gods simply had no leader. They couldn't operate without it. [i]Here we go again...[/i] Neutrality thought. [size=3]WELCOME TO FEHNICKS[/size] A land of impossibilities, but also of ancient tales and heroes. The most prominent of these heroes being an individual named Yari Van. He was the sole savior of Fehnicks from the grand conspiracy of Science Corporation. He was without equal. Nobody can find him, or any of his allies. One, however, has been found just recently. A woman named Felicia, who, 15 years ago, bore the child of Yari Van. The child is lost, however. It is your task to find the child. Gods know what horrific or fantastic things may be accomplished should the child be found. Please, save us. SIGN UP SHEET: Name: Age: Gender: Class: Race: (PM me on this one. Or just go human, as it is advised.) God: (PM me on this one. Genesis and Sera are popular. Atheism is not advised.) Weapon of choice: Weapon Style: Brief description of fighting style: Brief ability description: Motives: Bio: All in All: My Character is the child that you're trying to find. Good luck. Name: Aruvuin Van Age: 15 Gender: Male Class: Wanderer Race: Forbidden God: Yari Van's God (The Unreachable) Weapon of Choice: Knife/Pistol/Shotgun armaments (Yari's traditional weapons) Weapon Style: Vakkarsm (Yari's style) Brief description of fighting style: A variance of using pistol/knife, knife/knife, pistol/pistol, shotgun/pistol styles. Very quick, and very deadly. Brief Ability Description: Very adaptible combat style. Often moves are improvised. Motives: You're trying to find that out! ^_^ Bio: 14 years since the destruction of the King, this child alone bears witness to the horrors of Yari Van and his God. He alone knows the power that he posesses. He is alone, and wishes to find someone who will understand him. All in all: Think Tidus from FFX.

Aight. I think I'll try this out! Name: Ammon Nirafil Age: 26 Sex: Male Kingdom: Exiled from Elys (reasons unknown) Role in Kingdom: Nobody but him really knew. Description:[URL=http://www.avalancheonline.com/images/RoLW/record_of_lodoss_war_013.jpg]The guy in this picture[/URL] with green armor, a red cape, and blue underclothes (the clothy part of the armor). Uses a spear and a sword, and also knows some (emphasis on some. As in a very small amount.) magic and is an excellent marksman (after all, you must know these things to survive on your own...) Personality: It's all said in the cold, dark look in his eyes. He talks very little, but has a desire to help those in need. He knows about his past, but doesn't talk about it much. He's laid back, but also brooding. He's easygoing, but disciplined. Background: There is much speculation on Ammon's background. The only definite part of him is the fact that he was exiled at the age of ten. Nobody knows who did it or why they did it, but sure enough, they did it. He has wandered the world for fifteen years, and it is said that he has a magical map that has the entire world mapped out on it, and can track people down almost exactly. It is also said he has the "King Sword". Whether it is stolen or not is unclear. He has become somewhat of a myth, considering there isn't much existing record to validate his existence. He has no relations, no companions, and it is said that he is thinking of ending his wandering days. The Truth: There is no "Magical Map", he just cartographed the entire world onto a large piece of paper. He does have the "King Sword" and the only reason he has it is because he was sent into exile with it. He is currently in the kingdom of Tyberay. He does wish to settle down and have a family, and he has grown quite attracted to a certain duchess... he doesn't know her name as of yet. He is currently seeking her out. He met a knight who told him to back off... rather rudely, as if he thought it was his lady. Ammon had a few drinks with the knight, and realised that it was not, in fact, his lady. He kept searching. She has a prominent voice in the public, so it shouldn't be THAT hard... Right? OOC: I figured I'd make a connection to a few characters right off the bat, so I don't waste anyone's time. ^_^ References, references... I hope no one has any problem with it... especially ReFlux and 'hEvN.

OOC: Sorry about being so late and all, but I needed time for this one. Sorry, but I hate it when things stay relatively unchanged so I'm gonna ASSERT PLOT! ^_^ sorry... IC: Kyra sighed. "This is bogus..." she whined, as she climbed the mountain to the wind shrine. She was almost halfway up, and it had been a half day's walk. She sat down tiredly next to a large rock. She was lulled into peaceful sleep, until the rock moved back and a hole opened up underneath her. "Goddamn!" She cursed. She stood up, her rear bruised. [font=arialblack]Who has come to find this shrine?[/font] She realised that a voice was coming from something above her. She looked up to see a faint green light. A figure stepped into the light, and snapped its fingers. The light grew bright, and the whole room was filled with light. The man was noticably tall, and clad in a sort of golden armor. He was your average warrior type. Except for the horn, that is. "Who are you?" Kyra said cautiously. [font=arialblack]I am the wind sage Gimardi. You must be Kyra. I have forseen this day for many years... You have come to inherit the orb, correct?[/font] "Yes. I need the power that it eminates." [font=arialblack]But for what purpose...[/font] "To become the greatest warrior of all time!" Kyra said, but no sooner had she said it, then he cut her off. [font=arialblack]You lie. I can see that deep within you lies a desire to help. To protect. But what...hmmmm....[/font] Kyra lost patience. She pointed toward him and shouted "Vortex wind!" and instantly she was flying towards him, riding the wind. When she had reached him, she pulled out a blade, but was cut off rather suddenly by the armor clad fist of Gimardi. [font=arialblack]Fool. You cannot defeat me with my own element! I control it! I AM IT.[/font] Gimardi knocked Kyra back behind him and sent her flying with an incredibly powerful vortex wind. She met the far wall of the shrine. It was completely dark and silent except for the sound of her own heart beating. All dark but a pale golden light. She groped for the light and then grabbed a very small beadlike object. It was shaped like a six, and had an amber stone in the middle, with strange archaic carvings on it. It was a summon stone. Knowing her elemental colors fairly well, she judged it to be an earth-type summon. Earth, the conqueror over wind. Kyra smiled as she heard the sound of rushing winds. Gimardi was coming, and she had a small surprise for him. [i]If what he said about BEING the wind is correct... then he must be Gimardi, the wind summon.[/i] He reached her and at that moment, a very well built man clad in astonishing silver armor stood in his path. The wind did not affect him as he wielded his axe and met Gimari with a friendly SMACK! [font=Arialblack][color=sienna]AHAHAHAHAHA Gimari, you wimp! I thought you were imprisoned! Taken into a stone of sorts! Someone must have released you, so I, Migaro, will gladly help you back to your stone![/font][/color] The man raised his axe once more. He swung it at Gimari, who was incapacitated, and Gimari disappeared. All that was left was a small emerald in the middle of a strangely shaped grey-green rock. There was an orb next to it. Kyra ran and grabbed it. She began to leave, but a firm hand gripped her shoulder. [font=Arialblack][color=sienna]Wait, wait, wait. I should warn you of something. Gimari was a great sage of wind? If you take that orb, you will inherit his power?. but be warned that you may also take with you his corruption? Just be lucky you found me before he decided to kill you.[/font][/color] Kyra looked into the concerned eyes of Migaro. He really seemed to be bothered by this development. [font=Arialblack][color=sienna]Once again, this world will be taken by a group of children? You must understand some things. I will teach you for a little while and then you may leave.[/color][/font] ?I have to be back soon! What is so urgent that it can?t wait until later?? Kyra said angrily. She looked again at Migaro. [font=Arialblack][color=sienna]Alright? I will permit you to take my stone, and the stone of Gimari? but only for safety and demonstration. I just hope that you can find the other sages? Here, let me return to the stone, and let?s get back to your friends.[/color][/font] The figure of Migaro became more and more faint. The stone began to glow gold again. Kyra picked it up warily. She looked over at Gimari?s stone, and thought about Migaro?s plan for awhile. ?If I take him, he?ll be under my control? and nobody else can use him for evil? I think Migaro would want me to do this. Alright!? She picked up Gimari?s stone, and put it in her pouch. [center]NEXT SCENE[/center] Kyra was walking down the mountain, and from the peak could see some very tall peaks. There was constant thunder and lightning coming from them. She could hear Migaro?s voice say [i][color=sienna]That?s where Kimato, the lightning sage, resides. He has apparently broken from his seal? we need to find him and catch him before we find out the hard way whether he is corrupt or not?[/i][/color] She also heard another voice, obviously Gimari?s, say [i][color=orange] I think I feel Masa?s power? The sage of darkness? He may be like Migaro, and not corrupt? Darkness cannot be corrupted, form what I hear. The sage we may have a problem with, however, is Lera. She is the sage of light. She is the most susceptible to corruption. We need to find her first![/color][/i] Kyra?s head was exploding with Gimari and Migaro?s suggestions. ?Okay, look, just come out and talk to me directly.? Kyra released them. Migaro and Gimari explained the sages, purpose and otherwise. They were sent to the planet in order to insure the equality of the elements. Their names were Lera ? Light - Female Masa ? Dark - Male Sidon ? Fire - Male Erica ? Water - Female Migaro ? Earth - Male Gimari ? Wind - Male Razsia ? Metal - Female Pokua ? Wood - Female Rika ? Ice - Female Kimato ? Lightning ? Male It eventually became apparent that Gimari had feelings for Lera. He had made it such a priority to save her first, that it became obvious. ?We should go back to the elder to tell him about it? Maybe the others could help us find them. But let?s not forget the beasts! The beasts need to be found!?, Kyra said firmly. ?They are the holders of the most powerful orbs. Even I couldn?t destroy one!? Gimari said, folding his arms, rising an eyebrow and blushing. ?That?s because we only exist in an elemental form now. We could teach the kids how to destroy them. They exist both physically and elementally. Kyra, can you take us to them?? Migaro asked politely. Kyra had figured out the two sages already. Gimari had come around because the wind never stays in the same pattern, but he would make a very unreliable ally, where Migaro was rock-solid (pun intended) in all decisions and in his alliances. No wonder earth always has an advantage over the wind... ?Of course. We just need to get to the elder quickly.? Migaro and Gimari grinned widely. ?Leave that to us? they said. No sooner had they said it, then a high peak appeared under them, and then they were flying on a violent wind. They had reached the elder in less than five minutes. They told the elder to communicate to the others to find the summon stones and come back quickly. ?I hope they get back soon.? Migaro said to himself. OOC: I felt like taking the story in a new direction! Sorry if this is inconvenient to anyone!

The weapon was programmed. Orange's programmer had finally finished after four days of intense programming. The speaker was now ready to be tested. He plugged it into the back of his stereo, and played a little "Meca Death" (A heavy metal band on the planet). Not much happened. Orange was almost disappointed. Well, then he became VERY disappointed when his programmer friend fell on the ground. She had lost all vital signs. "Oh... Oh Sh!t!!!" The speaker kept playing music, until Orange threw the stereo across the room. The speaker still wouldn't break. "THAT'S why they wanted it made out of titanium alloy..." He said. "And that's why it's powered by Xanathite!" Xanathite, although used by many humans as a power source, can cause some serious damage to the genetic code. That's why mutants exist. He picked up the speaker, speechless. "Oh Goddamn..." he said to himself, almost whispering, "I just handed the world to the robots on a silver platter..." OOC: Spooooky..... By the way, if anyone's wondering why Orange didn't die, it's because he's a cyborg. He's mostly robot. Robots don't suffer DNA code demolitions.

OOC: Wait till you see MY ultimate weapon, Undefeated. Too bad I'll have to assume characters in order to do so. IC: Orange walked through the plaza. He had a hotdog half in his mouth, with his arms full of instruction manuals. Most of them had the words "For Dummies" and "Programming" and "Super Awesome WMD's" on them. He couldn't find the arm space in which to carry these items, so they were dropped very quickly onto the ground. As he was picking them up, someone with thick glasses began to help him by picking them up. "Thank you man-" He looked up. "Woman...". The face that greeted him wasn't particularly beautiful, or particularly memorable, but Orange found himself in love at first sight. "Hello... Thanks for the..." he looked at the books in his arms. "The..." He looked at the ones she was carrying. "It's no big deal." She said. Orange caught himself staring. He looked off, blushing beet red. "Planning on doing some programming?" She asked, stopping in front of the hotel where Orange was staying. "Well, I'm not very experienced... but I need to get it done for a job. This one may just carry me into next year...." "Well, then you'll need an experienced programmer, right?" She asked. "Well, yeah..." He said warily "Count me in!" She said with a smile that wasn't particularly beautiful. Orange couldn't get enough of it. He then realised what she had said. "What? You're a-" "Yeah, I work for ZANOTEC. I'm a white hatter, but I think I can deal with this code." She said with another small smile. Orange was transfixed. He really was interested in the fact that she could help him, but more interested that she would be with him... "Alright! You're on the team!" He said triumphantly. OOC: Damn you people and your unwillingness to help me in this endeavor. Grrrrrr.... Well I guess I'll deal with a made-up character. Anyone who wants to be her just start posting as her. Don't kill me, undefeated. My weapon will also be pivotal to the plot. Read "Thief of Time" by Terry Pratchett, and you'll understand.

"Ah goddammit..." Orange said. "Business sure is slow..." He looked over at the stereo. "Hmmmm..." __________________________________________________________________ The repairs and upgrades were done. Orange had decided to leave for awhile, considering all he needed was a programmer. His motorcycle was now to be the way he was going to get into town. OOC: My Motorcycle Stats are: Speed: Excellent+ Maneuverability: Excellent Armor: good Attatchments: "Orange" Cannon, "Orange" Rifle, "Orange" Pistol, Pineapple grenades, "Orange" Sniper, Strange speaker. IC: "Okay, let's go!" Orange took his last look at the shop. He looked forward at the expanse of desert lying before him. He revved up his motorcycle, and got going. [center]____________[/center] Orange made it to town. His cloak mae him stand out from the crowd, and so did his disguising goggles. He fit right in. "So this is Magar..." He said to himself. "Nice city. I think I should get looking, though." Orange walked throught the city, and asked around for a good programmer

Kyra was lying out underneath a tree, and trying desperately to stay awake. There wasn't anyone to do anything with. All that ended up happening was an incredible amount of boredom. "Hm... Twista is way too quiet... Something is probably going on." She stood up and walked to town square. While she was there, she saw two peoplke making haste to the town building. They were talking amongst themselves. "Wow, i never thought that outsides could get past the barrier..." "Yeah, but they say that three of them are coming right this way." An arm went over both of their shoulders. "Hello. So, what about these outsiders?" Kyra said smugly, fixing her blade to the left guy's right temple. "Well! Uh! Um!" The other guy said. "There are three outsiders coming into the town! They got through the barrier, and nobody can explain it!" they said, shaking. "Huh. Sounds like I'll need to take care of this." Kyra said. "Which way." It wasn't a question. It was an order. "Th-that way!" He pointed east. "Thanks." __________________________________________________________________ Proto, Reis and Calandra came upon a small villiage. Thjey decided to enter, but before they could, they were blown back by a VERY strong wind. It wasn't natural. Kyra came out and almost politely said "Get the hell out of here, vermin." "We're looking for someone in this town. They have strange power..." "I said-" Kyra rushed forward, pushing herself with the wind. "GET OUT!!" She drew her dancing blade, and it connected with the daggers of Proto. He didnt count on one thing, though. She turned to the right, pulling the blade around her body, slashing violently at protos' side. "AGH!" His cry rang out, and quite soon after, he was going after her as she went to get Reis. The staff went out to block the attack, but the blade was shorter than he anticipated. instead he nearly missed being killed by moving out of the way, and casting a spell on him. It hit piros. The last one, the one with claws, came dashing forward. A sudden wind made her come at the enemy faster. Just as she reached her, Kyra moved out of the way of the srtike, and instead made the winds faster, making her run into her friends, slashing at reis by accident. They were a mess. "If you guys are supposed to be so tough, then why can't you even achieve teamwork?" She asked. "A simple tri-attack would have surely taken me out." she sat down. "Look guys, teamwork is the only way you're ever gonna kill anything." The trio looked somewhat embarassed and prideful. "Okay, I'm coming with you guys. You people need all the help you can get." She said. "I'm even going to teach you a group attack. You should feel lucky as hell to have me on your side." The four laughed nervously. "So, what's the motive?" Kyra asked. Reis explained the situation. "Ah. So you mean that I'm supposed to come with you because of my powers, eh?" "Yeah. So we need to find three more..." "Okay, who's next?" "How about Pure? I've really wanted to see that place. It's supposed to be the city of light!" Kyra suggested. OOC: Alright Rei_man. Your turn. Make it interestin'!

Orange looked at the....well he was [i]told[/i] it was a motorcycle.... "Yeah, I fix stuff.... but what am I fixing?" Orange asked curiously. "A motorcycle." "Okay... come back here in one...." One of the wheels popped. "Two days. Then I'l have your thing fix-" The engine melted. "Built." __________________________________________________________________ Two days later, Jayce returned to Orange's garage. "Here's your motorcycle." He said, pointing to a motorcycle that looked almost completely different from her old one. The only similarities were the wheels. OOC: Now it has the stats: Speed: Excellent+ Maneuverability: Excellent Armor: good Attatchments: Sidecar: Repeat blaster, frag grenades, "Orange" Cannon. ^_- bet you're wonderin' what that is... IC: Jayce looked her (new) motorcycle over for awhile. She looked into the sidecar, and saw something very new in there as well. A very very nice machine gun. "I do hope you like the addition. It will make sure you never need to come here again. Just spare me the pleasure of seeing you off, okay?" Jayce left. OOC: I just needed you out, okay? I still need a technician. Someone who would qualify. Possibly... Ruby.

Man, I just got into that series! Way to ruin it for me! :bawl: Just kidding. Alright this seems fun. Name: Riko Marasa Alias: DJ Kasket Appearance: Think Django the hypnotist's costume from "One Piece", then add a middle aged, blue haired dude in there and scratch the glasses. Personality: He is somewhat dark and hard to approach. He tends to look down on others, and has reason to do so, considering he is one of the most experienced shamans in the world. NOW IF ONLY HE WEREN'T EVIL. Bio: Has lived in Europe for over half of his life, after being orphaned at age six. He grew strong and resilient, and also very very very very very very VERY VERY EVIL. Style: He fights with a Bow-staff with a sort of grappling style. Dream: Conquer. The. World. Destroy. All. Humankind. Weapon: Bow-staff, owned by a former shaman king. All in all: All this guy wants is some recognition or someone to hold onto. Spirit's Name: Mougonokomo Sanakamoutono Spirit's Alias: Monogo Spirit's Appearance: Old Native American, but very powerful in spirit. Spirit's Personality: He is very outspoken, and he prefers to not talk, but rather convey his feelings with his spiritual energy. Spirit's Bio: He was a shaman king for five hundred years, and then he was succeeded by Asakura Genbu (Ancestor of Asakura Yoh). He is very strong willed, and had lived his life by the principles of justice and freedom. During a street fight, riko was badly injured, and Monogo came and oversouled into the staff Riko was using. He killed every boy and girl there, except one girl. He never touched her... he didn't know why. Monogo told him it is because he will always leave one standing, be it ghost or human. He joined Riko when he realised that he had potential for greatness. The only thing he failed to see was his destructive intentions. All in all: Watch out for this guy. He hates you and wants to kill you and destroy all of humankind. Good luck. Sorry if this seems a little god-moddy, but I have been dying to create a worthy villian, so that this post can get some more urgency to it! ^_^' Alright guys. Tell me if i need to tone him down a bit.

OOC: Sorry I am late! I didn't realise it had started! IC: Orange looked out from under his wide-brimmed hat. He saw the city streets, and the people inhabiting them. "Whatta world..." he said to himself as he saw a small conflict erupt in a small corner of a less occupied street. He stood, and peered around, looking for Roxoki for backup, but he wasn't there anymore. "Ah damn..." he said to himself. "Guess I'll find out by myself." He walked up to them and tried to avoid being noticed until the last second. He walked almost past them when he pulled out his grappling gear. "What's up?" He said. "and do you plan on continuing disturbing the peace?" He said, but was ignored. The three were locked in almost a dreamlike state in which only they existed. "Hello!?" Orange sighed. "Look, just listen to me. Bring this somewhere else, okay?" The 19-year old had whipped out a bright katana almost instinctivley. He held his sabre out to block the blow, but it was a feint. The katana whipped out at him, and he moved out of its path, cutting the youth as he slipped out of the path of his momentum. "Too slow." He said. "Will you please leave us alone?" The youth said. This was the first time he had heard him talk. His voice was hard to put a finger on, but it was very odd. There was a slightly metallic quality to it. "Why... what's-" He looked at the small girl, who was bleeding. She was cleaning a gun. [i]What a f-cked up world we live in...[/i] he said to himself. "Do you have a license for that weapon?" he asked. She replied with a showing of her wrist. There was a metal plate attached. "Ginntomisai, model 01-436G. COMBAT UNIT!?" Orange exclaimed. He looked at the innocent looking little girl. Her facade was fading away, as he could see the blood that she had shed. It was all in her eyes. She had seen more than any human- or machine- was ever supposed to see. He looked over her, almost aghast at the incredible sadness he saw deep inside her. He dropped the loitering ticket. He looked the crowd over. The strange youth, the bleeding girl, and a person of his age. "Look, I'm sorry about all that. How can i make it up to you?" OOC:hehe... how CAN I?

Name: Kyra Element: Wind Xenosins: Bahamut Appearance: A girl of medium stature, but thin. She wears a decent amount of clothing, and is convinced that she really isn't female, and this is highly reflected in her clothes. Weapon Type: Dancing Blade (Just a blade, no hilt, and is extremely light and vertasile.) Weapon: Bard's Blade Upgraded Weapons(3): Dancer's blade, Wind Song, Bahamut's Breath Special Ability: Gale (Can cause a high amount of wind concentrated in one direction) Evo Form 1: Her eyes glow yellow. Her special ability is enhanced to two directions. Evo Form 2: Her set of wings grow larger (MUCH larger) and she dons a pair of sharpened gauntlets (like Cloud's in KH). Her special ability is enhanced to four directions. Evo Form 3: She glows somewhat yellowish and winds surround her completely, creating a very effective armor. Her special ability is enhanced to ALL directions.

Alright, this looks to be fun! Name: "Orange" Maxamillian Nicknames: His name is his nickname, as he really doesn't have a name. Age: 21 Gender: Male Appearance: [URL=http://www.toriyamaworld.com/bleach/covers/bleach_cover_01.jpg]Here is his Pic[/URL] , just scratch the samurai robes, and substitute them for German 16th century clothing. Weapon: Pole-staff Weapon Name: Divine Might Fighting Style: Dragon Style fighting, using the might of a dragon to destroy the foe. Bio: Born in Germany, and abandoned at birth. He wasn't supposed to live past age 1, but he perservered, and has been known to be the hardest worker, even through pain. Despite his darkened past, he shows much compassion and also has a very lightening attitude. He is happy being who he is, and hopes never to have t change. Personality: A ready and hard-working man of twenty-one. He enjoys life, and has a very bright view on the future. Reason for Seeking Soul Edge/Bio: He has always wanted to see it, considering that it has been a legend, and he IS the adventurous type. He also wants to see if he can sell it. His concept of its incredible power is very... limited. Maybe someone could beat it into him. Favorite color: Orange Likes: Work, conversation, girls Dislikes: People who give up easily, spoiled people, boredom PM me if there is something i need.

"Hey, my name's Orange. Need some... repairs?" Orange said, as he surveyed the flaming rubble heap that looked as though it could have been driven way back when. "Yeah. Real quick ones, though. I'm on a mission!" The boy said, standing up and trying to look somewhat dignified. Orange shifted his vision from the Boy to the flaming wreck, to the boys hair, which was quite noticably on fire. "Um... Hair. Fire..." Orange said. The boy looked at him quizzically, then apparently realised that his head was aflame. The only indicator was the fact that he was running about, arms flailing, screaming "OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!!!! GET IT OUT GET IT OUT!!!!!" "Hold on, I'll help." Orange grabbed a pail, then threw its contents onto the boy. He looked at the pail. "Gasoline, Extra flammable" said its label. Needless to say, the by was now unmistakably on fire. The fire eventually went out, the boy was barely burned, and unconscious. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A day later, the ship was fixed, with enhanced speed and maneuverability. OOC: These are its stats now: Armor: poor, Speed: Great, Maneuverability: excellent with these attatchments: light machine gun, small missile pod. IC: Orange taught the boy how to use it correctly, and then watched as he flew off. He continued work on the weapon he was commissioned to build. It was past the fifth stage, which was the shell installation... now all he needed was a programmer. The sixth (and last) stage was to program its use into it. There were instructions, but they were too complex for him to understand. He needed to get a programmer in, so that he could get the job done.

Orange had just about finished the first stages of the weapon, but he just couldn't figure it out. "This thing doesn't look like it can fire anything..." He said "I wonder why they want me to make a weapon that can't DO anything...". "Huh... business has been too slow... I don't think I'll be able to do this for awhile..." He put a drape over the weapon. "Agh! If only i could interperet this blueprint!" He said "Half of this stuff... This stuff isn't for projectile fire, not for laser ejection, not for laser suspension, THIS THING IS USELESS." [i]But then why would they want to have it completed so late? I mean, it wouldn't take an ordinary mechanic more than a month to complete this...[/i] he thought. He looked over his shoulder at the drape over the strangely shaped object. "Maybe it's a speaker or something. I mean, look at it. It has the makes of one, just a bit smaller." he said "Well..." A knock at the door. "Coming!" Orange said. He opened the door. "Oh, Jek. I just finished your buggy! Let me pull it out of the garage for you!" He said. He ran back into the garage, turning the upgraded buggy on and backing it out of the garage door. "Thanks, man. I'm just running from the Domos." Jek said "Again? Why is it you guys are on such bad terms, anyhow?" "Well, I AM with the Righteous Lightning! We're trying to get the Domos out of power!" "Yeah, yeah. Sure. Okay have fun, and stay safe!" he said. "Can't have one of my customers dying on me, now." "You got it. See you next time... but..." "Yeah?" "We're going on a tough mission soon. I might not come back. Say, do you think that you can help some of my friends with upgrades and repairs?" "That's what I'm here for. You just tell them I'm here, and I'll fix anything for them." he said "But remember, nothing free. Only discount cuz they're with you." "Got ya! Thank you so much, Orange." Jek rode off, significantly faster. "Man, kids of this day. Always going off like they're in a war or something. Makes me almost sick, thinking that they think they're adults at fifteen..." he said "Oh well, at least they pay just as much as adults do." He walked back into his garage and slept for awhile.

Name: Gill Age: 14 Appearence: Messy Black hair Bio: Gill's the eldest of the three brothers. He's the most sensible, and he's the one who tries to solve all the fights, but is usually told off by his younger brothers. He's usually quiet, and he's sort of protective over Raven. Not in a love kind of way, but more of a big brother way. He'll do his best to help Raven and his brothers, even if he's a bit of a klutz. Weapon: A fan, for his bickering little brothers. Alrighty. I'm done!

[i]Damned Yumimaru...[/i], Maru thought. "You ready to give up?" Maru asked tauntingly. "Not on your life, Maru." Yumimaru said with a sly grin. "I think you should give up. But, then that's only my warning to you." He held up his stratocoaster in a blocking fashion. Maru was angered by this assault on his pride. He flew down full speed at Yumimaru. Yumimaru, instead of putting himself in harm's way, stepped out of the way and hit him farther into the building. The siren was still blaring. Maru plowed through numerous guards with his Rickenbacker. The sirens were still blaring. He was getting progressively farther into the building. The sirens were still blaring. He looked at the bracelet again. Pointing straight forward. There was a door in front of him. He bust through the door, and then he saw the greatest sight he had ever seen. [font=franklingothicmedium]Hello Maru. I see you found me at last.[/font] Maru was awestruck. The great Space Pirate King Atomsk was standing in front of him in all of his giant glory. He was chained, however, to the floor. "A-Atomsk?" Maru said. "You- You're..." [font=franklingothicmedium]Yes, I am real, Maru. Very, very real. I see that we have much in common. Here, let me make a deal with you. I will give you one desire if you help me destroy this planet. Anything you ask for, I will give you.[/font] Maru was nearly frightened by the massive figure before him. "Anything?" [font=franklingothicmedium]Anything but eternal life.[/font] "Don't worry, I had something else in mind. Alright, what do I do?" Maru all of a sudden saw Atomsk reach out his hand. He grabbed it. __________________________________________________________________ [size=3]*BOOOOM!*[/size] Maru shot through the roof of the building. He was aglow with power. Yumimaru noticed just then that he had arrived too late. Atomsk was there, and using Maru as his host. __________________________________________________________________ Maru's Rickenbacker was gone, replaced by a 1961 Gibson EB-0. Atomsk's symbol was burned into his forehead. [font=arial][b]AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I CAN FEEL HIS POWER! THIS IS AMAZING!![/b][/font] Maru-Atomsk surveyed the city. [Font=arial][b]I SHALL ENJOY DESTROYING THIS TOWN, AND EVERYONE INSIDE IT!!![/b][/font] [i]Soon I will have my wish... Wait... destroy everyone!? No! I didn't want this to happen! Rikki! Rikki! Don't kill Rikki! PLEASE![/i] Said a voice somewhere inside Maru-Atomsk. But He flew deep into the city anyway, surrounded by an immense power.

Orange was working on a very beat up old buggy car for a friend, when he heard the garage door open. He took the rag off of his mechanic table. He wiped the grease off of his hands, and answered the door. "Hello. I'm currently working on a project, could you please-" He was cut short by a very stern looking robot in his doorway. It handed him a large handful of credits. [font=impact]Hello, are you the cyborg known as... "Orange"?[/font] "Depends on who's asking. What business do you have here? And what's with all of this money?" [font=impact]I need you to build me a weapon... to this specific design.[/font] The robot handed him a blueprint for a very well concieved weapon design. "Sorry pal, but that's not my-" [font=impact]We will expect it in 6 months at this exact time of 15:16:06. Good day.[/font] Orange put the credits in a jar. He continued to wipe his hands clean, and walked back into the garage.

An old woman stepped out of the hut. "How may I help you?" Blue, almost businesslike, shoved a gold piece into her open palm. "We're here to see the lord of the castle." "Ah, well come this way." she said. She led the team into her house. It seemed perfectly normal, except that there was a castle in the back that was previously invisible. The old woman stepped through the barrier seperating the two buildings. She stopped being an old woman, and became a hulking demon. They followed the demon's lead, and soon came to a large hall with a huge pair of doors. The large demon walked them to the doors and opened them up for the party. "Step inside here, and tell me if there is anything you may need." He left with a small (well, actually quite large, but not very large for him) bow, and then left. Blue walked through the doors, still in his poker face. He looked as if he was going to play a very high stakes game, which could cost them all their lives. This was, essentially, the whole of the situation. "Gress! Are you there?" Blue said. He didn't betray any emotion through his cry. "I'm here. Give a moment, won't you?" A pre-teen looking young girl came out from behind the throne. She was actually quite pretty for one of her age. "Yes? What is it you want?" "I would like to use your army to help us with this task." Gress, with a poker face similar to Blue's, sat tiredly in her throne. "You came here to ask me for my greatest possession to destroy my father? You certainly are a brave one, considering there was a great chance I would find out your secret, Blue." She said, using a smiling variation on the poker face. You could only guess if she knew. "And you think I have a secret?" Blue said, not ready to fold just yet. "I know you have one. I also know what it is, [i]brother[/i]." Blue's face slipped for a very brief moment, letting a peek of fear into his expression. "So, you have found me out, have you? Well, did you want to kill me yourself? I mean, letting us all the way inside your castle unharmed and without bondage... it doesn't sound like your tactics, Gress." Gress merely kept smiling. She pulled a rapier from her belt, and held it out over Blue's head. It was handed to him. "Go on ahead, General Blue. My army is under your command."

"Try a special on him!" Kirohiko said. [i]Specials? Hmmm... Let's try something fast... Southern Dragon might be a good-[/i] "GODDAMN YOU!!!!" Kirohiko yelled. The demon slashed through his skin like a hot knife through butter. Blue barely dodged another attack by the demon. [i]Southern won't be powerful enough... I don't have anything faster... Let's just make something up as I go...[/i] "NOVA DRAGON" [i]Just a fancy way of saying I have no idea what the HELL I'm doing...[/i] "Phase Eleven!" Blue shifted his hands to the bottom of his pole. He swung, and the demon dodged. [I]Perfect![/i] Blue thought. He did a ninety degree swing, as the demon dodged, he stabbed. He connected! Kirohiko ran at the dazed demon. He cut, and the blade went deep into the demon's skin. It didn't slice anything off, but it did significant damage. Toro ran in for a strike, but the demon had already dodged. Instead, he was launched further forward into a building by the wolf's incredible fist. [I]An opprotunity![/i] Blue thought. "DRAGON CAGE!!!" Blue screamed. The wolf turned just in time to see a magical barrier appear around Blue. The pole was swung, almost too fast for the demon. "Nice try, Kid." Blue shot his palm into the air. "DRAGON WINGS!" "What?" The wolf demon said in disbelief as Blue suddenly disappeared. Kirohiko came out of absolutely nowhere at an insane speed. He cut the wolf four times before it could even react. Toro dislodged himself from the building. He was very pissed. "DRAGON FLAME!" Blue said, gesturing toward Toro. Toro suddenly felt his anger reach its limit, and he released his wing. He pulled out his twin Katanas. The wolf was looking to escape Kirohiko's assault, when he found his back being sauteed. "Wh-What?" The wolf backed off, seeming defeated. "This-this can't be! I won't be killed here!" The wolf jumped high into the air, over the buildings, and off he went. Jiro watched as the wolf departed. "You guys... why did you help me?" "Well, we weren't really planning on it..." Blue said. "I just have a connection here in town. And I figured this guy wasn't going to tell me." He gestured toward the wolf-demon's escape route. "Well, anyway. We're looking for a one Siroshiama." Jiro was alarmed. He reached for his sword and didn't find it. "How do you know him!?" He asked. "Well, he owes me a favor. I helped him build his house. He was an excellent Blacksmith." "He- he was my father..." "Oh? Was? What happened!?" "He... when the demons came..." Blue lowered his head in reverence. "Dios bless his soul..." Jiro looked at him, wild eyed. "DIOS IS A DEMON GOD! YOU DON'T FOOL ME FOR A SECOND!" Blue looked at the broken child. "I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU AND YOUR FAMILY! YOU WILL PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO MY HOME!" The boy outstretched his arm. A sword appeared. "The Sword! That's your father's!" The boy was filled with silent rage. He lashed out at Blue with all his might. Blue barely missed the blow. "Whoa! Stop it, kid." Blue said. It was no use. The kid was going to kill him. "I'll leave. You cool your head, kid." Blue said some aercane words, and he, Kirohiko and Toro disappeared.

OOC: Well, he wasn't really God-modding. Considering it was ONE demon, Falkon. IC: Kirohiko ran at the demon with his sword, and cut its arm off. The demon wailed in agony. Toro stabbed it in it's abdomen. "Okay guys, I'm gonna try something. Keep him busy!" Blue yelled. Toro and Kirohiko nodded in consent. They were making good time, and keeping the colossus fairly busy. "ANCIENT DRAGON!" Blue yelled. "Stage ten!" He held out his staff, aglow with a frightening and ancient power. Toro cut off the demon's last leg. It was now a demon torso. It was the perfect target. Then, as quickly as the demon could blink, he had at least ten different holes in him. Blue put away his pole. He sat down and caught his breath. Blue clapped, almost mockingly. "Wasn't much of a challenge, was he?" He recieved his answer. All of them began to laugh uncontrollably. Blue smiled and said. "Well, let's hope we do that well all the time and that wasn't a fluke... Considering we'll be facing my family, among which are the most powerful demons on this world." he smirked. "Too bad they've got US to deal with." "Oh, certainly." Kirohiko said with a small laugh. Blue suddenly changed expression. "Damn. We can't let anyone else in the team, alright?" "Why not?" Kirohiko asked, being the one who had suggested otherwise. "Because. We need to seem like a small threat. If my family finds out that there are more than three-" he looked at the wolf "maybe four of us, they would send the entire demon hordes. No matter how good you are, the ENTIRE thing. That's too much for anyone. We need to travel light. Maybe if my sister agrees... We can have five." "Wait, your sister may agree to help us?" "She's my younger sister. I was exiled when I was three. She doesn't know who I am. Or at least I don't THINK she does." he looked glum. "If she does, we're going to have a BIG problem." "Well, we'll just deal deal with it!" Toro said boldly. "She has command of over half of the entire demon army. I don't think that's a risk we want to take, Blue." Kirohiko said. "She may be the only chance we have." Blue said. "That's a risk worth taking." Screams and negative energy rose from Ionia. "Should we help them?" Toro asked. Blue stood for awhile.He was trying to hide the fact that he was unsure. He was anxious to see how his little sister was doing. She was a good kid. She was probably doing much better than he was doing right now. [i]All because of my damned power...[/i] Blue thought to himself. [i]My power gives me a responsibility...[/i] "Let's go." Blue said. He drew his pole and they dove into the city's depths. OOC: Ok, guys. DO NOT join up with our party. We're going to try and be an opposing force. I hope that's okay... It just makes the story more interesting...

"Well, let's see..." Blue said to himself. "If the person behind all of this is my father... then we should try to find my siblings... you know, wrench some info from them..." Blue pulled out his staff. "By force if necessary." "I have no problem with that... how about you, Toro?" Kirohiko said plainly, leaning against a tree. "Sounds good to me..." Toro said. He clutched his wound, using a light healing spell on it. "Alright. My sister Gress will most likely be somewhere in Altan. You know, the mountain range?" "Hmmm... Isn't that area treacherous? Like a lot of avalanches?" Toro asked. "Yeah. I just hope we don't run into any. Luckily for us, I have a favor with someone there in that town." Blue replied. "Should we go?"

I'll bite. Name: "Orange" Maxamillian Age: 21 Gender: Male Race: Human Hair Color: Orange Eye color: Yellow Skin color: Tannish Reason for volenteering: He is seeking more adventure! He has always wanted to adventure! Plus, Roxoki is his best friend, and he doesn't want to see him die! Weapon: Grappling Gear, Sabre, and an assault rifle. Weapon styles: Pirate Sabre skills and Sharpshooter Assault Rifle Skills Favorite color: Orange All in All: Pirate *ss kicker Is this any good? PM me if anything is amiss.

Blue percieved the conflict in the villiage. He sighed, and stood up. He watched as some demon troops were running away from it. Blue smiled and ran up to meet them. They looked at him quizzically. "Who are you? State your allegiance!" One of the demons yelled. He held up his sword to accent his point. Blue only smiled. The demon with the sword eyed him warily, shaking. "I belong to no one, and no one wishes for me to belong.", Blue said. he pulled out his longpole. "You, my friend, especially. You are a squadron commander in Rakk't Tosk, am I correct?" The demon looked at him, astonished. "How did you know!?" He asked, puttting the sword at Blue's neck. "I know more about you than you might think...brother." "What?!" "I have been wandering a long time to see you..." Blue knocked the sword away from his neck, "and kill you." The demon's bodyguards ran in front of him. Blue stabbed his pole into the sternum of the first, jabbing it in hard. He picked him up with the pole, and raised him above his head. Blue jumped up and stabbed the demon into the ground, and the first bodyguard was dead. Another bodyguard came running at him, followed by two others. Blue used the body at the end of the pole, and flung it at them. A bodyguard came up behind him, and Blue hit her with a slashing motion with his pole. Her neck snapped. "Fallen Dragon..." Blue said to himself. "Stage one." He started to spin the pole above his head. It came down on the head of another bodyguard. The skull snapped beneath the pressure. Blue put his pole into his neck's soft area, and fung the body at one of the other bodyguards. "Flying Dragon... Stage two." A bodyguard came rushing at him, sword raised. Blue flung his staff at him. When it connected, it went through the bare-skinned demon. It ricocheted off of a rock, and as Blue ran to grab it, two bodyguards came running at him. "East Dragon" Blue said louder. "Stage three." He picked it up, on the ground. He climbed up the upright pole, and picked it out under him. He performed an overhead slash on the first, and as the second closed in, Blue broke his legs with a leg sweep attack. The last one left was Blue's brother. "NORTHERN DRAGON!" Blue yelled. "Stage six!" The pole was electro-charged. He ran towards his brother, the end of his pole balanced on his palm. When he reached his brother, he jabbed the pole through his head. The body spasmed on the pole, a hole being made through between its eyes. Blue threw it off, and sat down again. "Well, they need to choose their commanders more carefully..." Blue said to himself. "They most certainly do..." an unfamiliar voice said beind him. He turned around and saw a human.