Ezekiel

[SIZE=1]I may just be dumb, but I can't find the link to the new worm anywhere. Could someone give it to me? =/ I looked back in the thread but it's not there. *sulk* Lovely piece by the way, Katana. It's so cute. XP[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]@ Engel[/B]- It is fine, hon. Nothing wrong with a bit of variety. You'll probably end up using one more than the others anyway, ne? [B]@ Knighty-chan[/B]- You're worth the wait. ^_~[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Akfsgu9bss...that's Dante? Holy hell. o_o How do you find these incredibly sexy pictures, [I]madame[/I]? I think it's wonderful how you use Ajikan so much. I simply adore them, and seeing another big fan is wonderful~ (Isn't Gotoh a doll?) I'll never get my head around how you do such fantastic things with graphics. I'm always trying to copy the way you finish banners off but I never can *sux*. I'll have to try harder ^_~ If you're trying to make the Dante banner a little darker in it's theme, perhaps altering the Brightness/Contrast on him would give that sort of effect? I'm not sure, though, I don't feel like I should be advising you on what to do, haha. With love, as always, Ezekiel (Fangirl for life, yo)[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]You can go wild, hon. Just no apocalyptic spells, but I'm sure you know that. Whee, so glad you're joining~[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I only have a problem with post length when it's about four lines long. Because, really, how can anyone hope to build on a story when everyone is posting only a few sentences? I think this would be a great idea to test out, like 55 Fiction (as I believe it was mentioned). I think different people have different styles when it comes to writing, which influences the length of their posts. I know the likes of Onix and Gavin are very descriptive writers who are very good at writing long posts, which are informative and interesting, whereas people like myself have a style of writing that is more concise and to the point. (Unless I?m discussing something?urk :rolleyes: ) This would be a fun idea to have as a challenge RP, possibly. Anyone going to give it a shot?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I didn't imagine the different races to have drastically different features like that, unless they were Undead. So if it's okay, could she have normal human ears? Otherwise your sign up is fine. Thanks so much for joining~[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Mordred smiled as he leant on the ornate doorframe leading into Malekith's lab. His scarf was wrapped around his neck again and the thick, brown belt that shielded his abdomen was firmly in place, the heat from the dying fire now starting to ebb. [B]"I don't have much to pack, as you surely know. I'm impressed by your mental strength, Malekith."[/B] Mordred felt the Alchemist smile inside, despite his back being turned to the slightly older man. [B]"I'll take that as a dear compliment, Mordred. Would you like to help me pack[/B]?" Mordred stepped forward and glanced at the organised shelves, wondering what exactly a man needed with all these potions and chemicals. He supposed there'd be no point in asking, lest he be granted with a long-winded explanation. [B]"What would you like me to pack?"[/B] [B]"You can't tell?"[/B] [B]"Very funny, Malekith. I'm trying to be polite and [I]not[/I] look into your head. I feel like a peeping Tom when I do."[/B] Malekith chuckled and gestured quickly to a shelf containing a few old books and Mordred swept them off the shelf and into a shoulder bag made from weathered suede leather. [B]"Now, I don't have to be a mind reader to know that you wanted to ask me something. Out with it, Mordred."[/B] Mordred stood for a while, his dull eyes wondering around the room as though he were searching for the right words. [B]"I think,"[/B] he paused, [B]"I think I needed some sort of...reassurance."[/B] Malekith merely cocked an eyebrow, so Mordred pushed on. [B]"I'm beginning to feel a little unsure of myself. I suppose the word I'm looking for is scared."[/B] [B]"Hah, you have nothing to fear now, Mordred. We have the Scion of Balance with us!"[/B] Malekith clapped his companion on the back and shouldered his bag, starting for the door and gesturing for Mordred to follow. [B]"Yes, we do..."[/B] Mordred followed him, trying to figure out this niggling uncertainty at the back of his mind. [B]OOC: Mordred, paranoid? Hah! >>[/B][/SIZE]

[COLOR=DarkOrange][SIZE=1][U][B]Golden Sands[/B][/U] This is the thread explaining what will happen in the RP, giving a list of races and realms and anything else you may need. Please feel free to post questions or suggestions. Thanks for being interested~ [B]Realm of the Living (Terra)[/B] [U]Races-[/U] Malroy- The Malroy is the race that resides in the dessert, which takes up a quarter of Terra. They are known for being peaceful but by no means weak, able to defend themselves against attack. They have the Mages of the Sand as an army on their own, defending Malroy Desert only when called upon by the General using the golden summon. Mages can only be from Malroy. Positions- Mage General: Reserved for myself Female Mage: Open Male Mage: Open Soldiers: All soldiers will only be in the army for a year seeing as the last army was completely wiped out. Open New General: Also only been in the army for a year, he is young but brilliant. Open. Any others?: [B]Meram-[/B] Not much is known about the Meram. They live in the water but are just as capable on land. They have a long-standing dispute with the Malroy and wish to take over their land and flood it. They have allied themselves with the Realm of the Dead. (Hades) The Meram are excellent fighters, known for being merciless and cruel. [B]Urla-[/B] The people of snow, it is said that they descended from the early inhabitants of Meram. Despite the blood connection, the Urla despise the Meram and have now joined with Malroy. They are not the most powerful of fighters but have brilliant minds and have the best doctors in all of Terra. [B]Hanka-[/B] The people of nature, chosing to sit on the fence for the coming war. Since they are staying neutral, the Hanka have decided to help anyone who comes to them, they will not fight but will give supplies to any army that needs them. They dislike none of the races and are firm believes in unity amongst all. [U][B]Creatures-[/B][/U] [U]Arma Birds:[/U] These beautiful birds are best suited on the sand and are not confident flyers. They have golden and silver feathers and their meat is a delicacy but very expensive. [U]Toi-Toi:[/U] These creatures are used for farm work but sometimes used for racing. They are fast but very sturdy, looking like miniature Elephants with shorter trunks and no tusks. Considering their weight and strength, they are the fastest creatures in Malroy apart from the Chai. [U]Chai:[/U] Large bird like creatures that lost the ability to fly long ago. They have powerful legs and strong beaks and are sometimes used by the army. People also race them as a profession. (Think Chocobos from Final Fantasy) Terra also has all your usual animals such as horses etc. [B]Realm of the Dead (Hades)[/B] [U]Races-[/U] [U]Yarou-[/U] The only known race from Hades, the Yarou have managed to take over all the major cities and towns and have therefore consumed all other cultures and languages in the Realm. There are only a few rebel outposts left and most of them are inhabited by human souls trapped in Hades. Hades has a deadly weapon: The Black Mage. He left Malroy to persue the dark arts and is probably far more powerful than the current General of the Mages. [B][U]Creatures-[/U] [/B] [U]Teakch:[/U] Dragons that are able to take the form of death horses. These are used by the Yarou army as well as the Meram army. The dragons are only three meters tall and are jet black, not out of the ordinary and only able to use their teeth, claws and tails as weapons. The Death Horses, however, look like normal horses except they seem to have a constant black haze surrounding them. They can fly; have sharp teeth and piercing blood red eyes. The Death Horses are the fastest known creatures and possibly the most dangerous. There is a lot about their powers that isn?t known. If you want to fill positions of other races, could you possibly let me know how you think they?d fit in before you sign up? I?m a flexible gal, so I welcome any suggestions. Thanks again for reading.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkOrange][CENTER] [U][B]Golden Sands[/B][/U] The dunes of the Malroy Desert stood majestic; silent guardians of the golden world in which they stood. Only a slight breeze moved thin sheets of sand from their resting spot, small lizards and birds scurried about on the hot surface, desperate to find shade. Then it went off, a single gunshot sending Arma birds into the red sky, their shrill cries of shock and terror heard across the whole desert. Horses? hooves pounded on the sands, sending clouds of gold into the previously still air. The approaching army reached the top of the large dune, it?s general leading the way with his spear held out in front of him. In the distance stood their enemy, the intruders in this land of sand and endless heat. They stood still; the army of Meram from the water kingdom had ventured away from their cool home to claim the land of the Malroy in a battle that would stain the sands crimson with the blood of the guardians. Less than two miles away now, the Malroy army lowered their spears and swords as the black horses charged ever faster. The Meram general signalled and the arrows were launched, piercing both animal and human as the onslaught continued mercilessly. Malroy soldiers fell, others behind tripping over the dying bodies of their fellow men. Unable to stop now, the two mighty forces clashed in a roar of battle cries, the shrill sound of metal on metal was an eerie noise in this once silent land. For hours the battle went on, the Malroy forces being pushed back against their will down the dune they had come from. Horses tumbled down and men fell to their deaths, crushed by their faithful steeds or suffocated by the sand. The end seemed to be drawing near, the Meram army bearing down upon the fallen soldiers of Malroy, their steeds, not ones of this realm, feasting on the dead flesh of the defeated. As the general of Malroy lay dieing, the corpse of his horse trapping him against the sand, he drew out a vial. In the small crystal container swirled a golden liquid that seemed to move in all directions at once. He pulled in a deep breath and drew his arm back, staring in terror as a beast of Meram charged towards him. In his last moment, the general threw the vial, watching with bated breath as it shattered on the ridge of the dune behind him. The golden liquid seemed to explode, cascades of bubbling water flowed from the top of the dune, shooting off spouts high into the air. The Meram soldiers took no heed, seeing this as a sign of surrender. But as they raised their swords in victory everything seemed to stop and slow. The winds died down as sand began to swirl at the feet of the blood soaked men. The golden liquid rose and fell against the sand as the sky changed, now taking on a violet hue. Dropping their swords, the Meram army took fleeting glances around the dunes that surrounded them, weary of what was about to come. A single shadow on an eastern dune was all they saw at first. Something was coming, floating above the collected forces. Another shadow appeared, this one in the west. The Meram army now sweating with fear gathered together in a group, realising they were in the centre of a sand bowl, dunes surrounding them on all sides. The golden liquid flowed down pooling around their feet. More shadows flittered across the sand, and then all went silent. As quickly as it had begun, a cry was heard and the sky exploded into a deep purple colour as fire rained from the heavens. The last hope of Malroy had arrived; the Mages of the Sand. A hundred men and women circled around the bowl, their white and violet robes fluttering slowly in the wind. The Meram army were dumbfounded, never had they seen such an ominous sight and they knew that they would never see their homeland again. A single man drifted forward, his long hair hanging past his waist gave the impression of wings as he landed on a northern dune facing the enemy. [B]?I see you have decimated our forces.?[/B] His voice was low, but all heard him. The other mages landed now, fists at their sides as they took in the massacre around them. The man raised his hand, palm faced towards the last Meram army as he uttered three words, [B]?Archi Unlea Finalti.?[/B] The sky went black, the two moons ceased to shine, and one deafening scream marked the end of the Meram army. Three hundred men brought down by one Mage, God only knew what a whole army of them would be capable of. [CENTER]//////////[/CENTER][/CENTER][/COLOR] [CENTER][COLOR=DarkOrange]News travels fast in the realm of the living and soon word of this seemingly invincible army had spread. The land of Malroy found themselves making new allies along with foes. Meram joined with the realm of the dead in a secret alliance to build their army for an all out battle, one where the only prize was the death of the enemy. The day that Malroy defeated the Meram in battle is a day that will never be forgotten. As the sun rises to mark this new day, the one-year anniversary of Meram?s brutal defeat, plans of death and destruction are coming to their completion. [CENTER]//////////[/CENTER][/COLOR][/CENTER] [RIGHT]Some of you may recognise this, as I started this RP...well, a long time ago. I never got it going, despite so many good signs ups, so I?m trying again. I fixed some things in the story, but not too much needed tweaking. There is extra information in the Underground thread, which I will be starting up soon. It would be helpful if you looked at it. [COLOR=Red]Underground Thread is here --> [/COLOR] [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=742058#post742058][[B]link[/B]][/URL] [B]Sign Up-[/B] [B]Name:[/B] (Fantasy names, kthnx) [B]Age:[/B] (No less then 25) [B]Gender:[/B] [B]Race:[/B] (Refer to underground) [B]Occupation:[/B] (Soldiers can also have a side job) [B]Position:[/B] (This is only for those in the army) [B]Weapon:[/B] (Only for soldiers/Mages) [B]Spells:[/B] (Only for Mages-Max. of three major spells.) [B]Appearance:[/B] (Picture or good description-also feel free to go a little wild for this) [B]Personality:[/B] [B]Excerpt of Character:[/B] (To replace bio, please give me a little idea of how you will post in the RP. I?d like this to be at least three paragraphs long.) I don't want to have all mages and no soldiers/civilians. You can be any occupation if your chatacter will somehow be involved in the war. Whether that be general, or politician. [/RIGHT] [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I'm going to try and continue on from KW's piece. It may be difficult, as the pattern touches the edge of the canvas, but I think I can make it work. Can we stick with the idea of leaving the last bit of the canvas with a somewhat simple pattern? It's hard to follow on if you haven't got the same brushes as the one before. =/ Edit: And I'm done. I know it's simple, I actually spent more time trying to match up to KW's piece. XD Here we go --> [URL=http://img91.imageshack.us/img91/5226/assassinwormjd6.png][[B]link[/B]][/URL] [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Hmm, people know me differently online than they do offline, but I guess that's to be expected. I don't think I have many skills, but I do have qualities about me that people will always associate with me. [B]English Nerd:[/B] Even my teachers know my complete obsession with English. In year 9, I came top of the year for our final exams, and since then I've always been top. I get people asking me to proofread their work before they hand it in (and damn, do I love doing that). I guess it isn't a skill, but English is something I really enjoy, so I'm good at it. [B]Essay Writing:[/B] I'm way better at writing essays than I am at creative writing, especially lately. I love writing essays for History, because I picked up my mum's sponge of a brain. I find it easy to keep dates and names in my head for quite a long time. I'm also a complete Nazi freak. I think I memorized almost everything we covered on them in school. [B]Drawing:[/B] I think more people like my drawing offline than online, mainly because I'm smothered by too many better artists on the Net (like Mike, here). In school, though, I'm one of the best artists and definitely the best cartoonist. My art teacher has an embarrassing habit of showing my work off to the younger years to give them an example of GCSE art courses. But yeah, online, I don't think I'm such a big deal when it comes to art. [B]Sports:[/B] I have this rather odd reputation of being able to do any sport well. I'm not sure how this happened, but it seems to be at least partially true. Basketball, Baseball and Badminton are my best sports, but I'm good at quite a few others, too. I guess it's down to enjoying the activity. Yes...lame skills that aren't going to get me very far, I know. But people at least recognise them as positive points, haha.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]So, Will has [STRIKE]ordered[/STRIKE] asked me to post Terramon's attacks here in the Underground so everyone can see. So...yeah. Here we go. [INDENT][B]Beam Quake:[/B] Using a high concentration of energy, Terramon drives his hands into the ground, using the concentrated amount of energy to focus a beam through the earth toward his target. This beam of energy causes a minor earthquake, breaking the ground and causing catastrophic damage to his opponent, usually causing them to fall into the earth. [B]Terra Dive:[/B] Terramon plunges into the earth using his hard outer armour to plough his way deep under the surface, able to break up at any point to surprise his opponent from below. He senses vibration through the earth in order to pinpoint the position of his target.[/INDENT] I can't be bothered to think of any more. I may do so when it comes to using him, though.[/SIZE]

[CENTER][SIZE=1]The sun seemed unusually bright today as it shone down through the large oak tree Quincy Samson had just jumped down from. Small blobs of light dappled her face and hair, but more importantly, it seemed to make the stone in her hands explode with light. The golden coloured stone shot beams off in all directions, making her white shirt almost change colours with it. The device that had come with the gem lay forgotten on the bench next to the young woman, her leather gloved hands clasped around the end of the diamond-shaped treasure. She briefly wondered if someone could have dropped both items, then realise how ridiculous the idea was considering she'd found it up a tree, in a nest. [B]"Come to think of it..."[/B] The red head slipped off of the bench and knelt down to find the baby bird she'd seen. It seemed like it had disappeared, though, and Quincy could only sit back, completely puzzled. It was then the device on the bench began shining with a brilliant white light and Quincy stumbled forward to grab the thing and it's partner, the gem. She only had time to close her eyes against the fantastic light before she disappeared from the world she once knew. ////////// Quincy woke up with her head in a thicket of grass. As her vision began to clear, she realised that a sword she recognised as a bamboo shinai was rested right next to her head. She slowly looked up to find a rather short...man? No, definitely not. Those features behind the wire mask definitely weren't human. [B]"You took your time. I was hoping you?d be the first, but never mind. Come, Samson."[/B] [B]"...Uh."[/B][/SIZE][/CENTER]

[CENTER][SIZE=1][I]I had been alone for a very long time, a stranger in the quaint little village not so far from where I now sat, fire warming my previously cold limbs. The village peasants had been more than happy to give me a place to stay. They said I made them feel calmer somehow, and a couple joked that I must be a magician. ?A wi?ard, like gre?t ol? man Merlin?, as it was put to me. I couldn?t help but smile and wave off the compliments, for I saw them as such. My mind, however, does literally have a habit of wondering while I sleep. I believe I have an advanced version of REM, where instead of just sorting out my own problems, my mind insists on sorting out any it can find. This is how the villagers began to suspect me. They found themselves waking up with headaches, even if they had been able to answer questions they didn?t even know had been asked. When you have a power like mine, you get used to the pain it brings, but normal people cannot handle the strain when they are ?touched?. This lead them to throw me out of the village, with no supplies save for my stick. I didn?t put up a fight, because I didn?t blame them. How could I? It was days later, horrid, delirious days later, that Malekith finally found me. He told me, joking I hope, that I had been shuddering like a kicked puppy. I imagine I probably was, I?ve never been very good with the cold. The man told me that I was one of the first he?d found. A man named Uriel was already back at the ?safe place?, which is where I sit now. We talked, long and deep, and I found myself comfortable in a very short space of time. I also found it very hard to pry into the man?s mind. This was probably because he knew of my powers and was making a mental effort to keep me out. I?m not sure, and I didn?t ask. I overcame the problem eventually. People began to fill the room, as Malekith seemed to have a very good idea of where everyone was situated. It must have been some kind of intuition that led us all to this area so we could be collected so easily. I should sleep now, I imagine, tomorrow will bring much talk.[/I] /////// Mordred only opened his eyes when Uriel spoke to him, taking note of his ink-stained fingertips, catching thoughts that were at the front of his mind. The Necromancer was indeed a powerful man, but quite humble, it seemed. And Gods, was he ever organised. It was only a short talk the two had before a knock came at the door, Uriel pacing over to ask whom it was. Seconds later, Malekith entered the room with another Guardian and Mordred quietly crossed the room to stand behind Uriel, his hands clasped at the small of his back. He?d left his scarf on the lush chair by the fire, and now his shirt was opened to reveal his neck and the tops of his collarbones. After the cold he?d been in, this room was like a furnace. [B]?Are we going to be introduced??[/B] Mordred asked softly, but firmly, giving the newcomer a gentle smile as he worked his way into the man?s mind.[/SIZE][/CENTER]

[SIZE=1]DeathKnight, master, I thought we weren't supposed to tell! liveinmybubble, drift over to my part of the world sometime so I can [STRIKE]feed my demon dogs[/STRIKE] show you how hospitable I am. =D[/SIZE]

[QUOTE=Shy][size=1] [b]#3[/b] [indent][i]Stay away from their village Or they'll tear your work apart And make you very blue in the face.[/i][/indent][/size][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]That has to be [B]Papa Smurf[/B]. (Whee, I was a clue!)[/SIZE]

[QUOTE=Raiyuu][font=trebuchet ms] Also, I am L IRL.[/font][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]Finally, I have you L, bohah--Oh, snap, I still don't know your name OR face. Foiled again! I also attached mine, because I'm too lazy to go to ImageShack. I'm actually partial to Elementalists in Guild Wars, but this wallpaper was so beautiful I couldn't resist.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I agree with Kitty! Matt was damn sexy. Yeah, I'm not sure that me being Mimi is very accurate, as I have about one skirt and one item of pink. But, that being said, you're not making me too girly. And I [I]would[/I] freak out if I woke up on a fish boat. >_>[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]That, Sara, is simply wonderful. You have such a wonderful style and this design is simple yet complicated in the subtle details, like the peacock's tail. The style really reminds me of the Herculese Disney show that I used to watch as a kid. I loved that style. =D I have but one criticism: The dark blue one-pixel line on her right calf doesn't seem to fit in with the rest of the picture. I think it's because the other lines are so thick and smooth, this one stands out a little. This would look fantastic as a CD cover or a design on a bag.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][CENTER][B]Name:[/B] Mordred Del'Averia [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Age:[/B] 29 [B]Appearance: [/B] ([U][URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/mordred050.jpg]Here[/URL][/U] is the inked sketch. I?m colouring it a little later, so hopefully that?ll be done before the sign ups close.) Mordred is a man who has always been blessed with good, albeit feminine, looks. His hair is thick and black, hanging to his shoulders. It's cut roughly to enhance the fact that he has so much of it, and the blackness somehow makes his unimpressive eyes stand out. His eyes, a very boring dark blue, are certainly not his best feature. They look tired most of the time and even when he smiles no warmth spreads to them. His skin is lightly tan, hidden mostly by his brown and green robes, the trimmings being light brown and the rest a forest green silky hue. His tattoos are light blue mixed with turqiose, giving them a very watery look. [b]Personality:[/b] I will tell you a story of man who could see pain. Mordred Del?Averia did not know how vast his powers were, until the day he touched a man?s mind and recoiled in horror at the sight of rolling, swelling, purple pain. Most people assume that red is the colour of pain, but Mordred will tell them otherwise. It is a sickly purple, like that of the night sky, and feeds on a person?s emotions. It is disgusting, and it will forever haunt the dreams of the Mentalist. This aside, Mordred likes what he does. He is a man wrapped up so tightly in his defensive illusions that he is simply blind to the world, not seeing things if he doesn?t wish to see them. His sense of what is right and wrong is perverse, and yet he manages to garner respect and love everywhere he goes. Mordred does not believe in violence, the death of his family as the hand of brutish Ancients have scarred his mind and made him weaker, but Mordred is very happy to destroy a person mentally. There is something about Mordred that you must understand, and that is he cannot kill. When a person ?loses? their mind, they do not die. They become a vegetable. A useless specimen, which is in most ways even worse than a swift death. Mordred, however, sees this as just and right. He finds it hard to trust people and cannot help but peek into their thoughts and desires, because he knows that what one sees is not what one gets. His motto, you might say, is: ?Never judge a book by its cover?. Once he trusts a person, however, as deeply as he trusts the other guardians, he is a man worth having on your side. His calm attitude and poker face appearance means he is hard to read, but that makes him all the more useful when judging a potential threat. Mordred does not consider himself to be a strong man, and would much rather sit back and plan ahead rather than charge out up front. [B]Weapons:[/B] Mordred is a great hater of physical violence (though he is not averse to breaking someone down from the inside), though he does carry with him a very simple wooden staff. The top has a large, swollen knot at the end, which acts as a hammer. [B]Pillar:[/B] Mordred guards the Pillar of the Mind, taking on the title of Mentalist. While the large bulk of his abilities revolve around telepathy, his powers are much more destructive than that. Much more so than people know. With enough concentration Mordred could probably annihilate an army, or at least use his powers to subconsciously convince them to just drop their weapons and go home. He can destroy a person?s mind and soul and manipulate them to do whatever he wants, but he will never (personally) harm their physical being.[/CENTER] Overkill on the personality? Never![/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Kanaye pulled up to his hotel just as his phone buzzed in his jeans? pocket. He parked his Vauxhall, his Zonda currently being flown over from New York, and flipped open his PEBL to see the recently received text message. He grinned slightly and pushed the phone back into his pocket, resting his head back against his seat and drawing in a deep breath. The Monaco air was so clear and fresh, he realised. So different from his home of New York where the freshest smell, to him at least, was that of burnt rubber and exhaust fumes. He?d also realised how quiet this place was. He imagined, of course, that the rural areas with farm markets and the like would be buzzing with life, but here in the upmarket part of the city was absolute calm. He was suddenly aware of a suited man standing at his wing mirror, glancing down over his moustache to catch Kanaye?s eye. The young man promptly got out of his car and tossed the chauffeur his set of keys, watching nervously as his darling car was driven away to be parked in a safe underground parking area. He had been informed that his bags were already in the hotel, having been taken separately by a taxi so Kanaye could drive his car in complete comfort. He was one of a rare breed of man who actually packed almost twice as much as he actually needed, which was laughable, considering the heat here. He looked along the street and noticed a vaguely familiar face. He stopped as the man came dashing toward him down the street, seemingly trying to take off his tie, hold his briefcase, and pull his coat on all at the same time. [B]?Ah, hello Michael.?[/B] Kanaye smiled, raising one gloved hand in greeting. Michael carried on running for a few paces before backtracking, smiling at the sight of his old friend. [B]?Hello Kanaye. I?m sorry, I don?t have the time. Will you walk with me??[/B] [B]?It?s not like I have anything better to do.?[/B] And so they walked.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Oh-HoHo, you make me blush. *flutters eyelashes* (But my hair's red, not dark brown ^_~) I'm trying to think of who I'm being matched up with character-wise, but I don't there's a point in doing that quite yet, seeing as we haven't seen much interraction yet. I agree that the story may be hard to control, but the series done it so I'm sure you can, too. This is really cute for an opening chapter, just like the first episode of Digimon was, so well done~[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Let's see...I started [B]Judo[/B] when I was about, I guess, five years old. I've had a pretty odd thing going with my martial arts, because I moved around so much. I got to yellow belt and then we moved, and I was put back at white belt. I carried on with Judo until I was about seven but sprained my ankle and couldn't carry on with it. I took up [B]Karate[/B] (please don't ask me which particular style, guh) when I was around the age of ten. I was seriously into it, and my sensei and sempai were both really impressed with my progress. I quickly rose from lowest in the class to the top and had about two kata under my belt (which sounds a little weak compared to everyone else posted here). Then, again, we moved to a totally different country and I couldn't even find a dojo to carry on. My sensei actually told me that it was a terrible shame, because I would have been really good =/ Last year I found a dojo that teaches [B]Kobudo[/B] and [B]Jujitsu[/B]. I started taking Kobudo classes, taking the [B]nunchaku[/B] on as my first weapon. Sadly, again, distance intervened and I only had the one lesson. It was a twenty-minute drive from our house and my mum didn't want to sit around waiting for me. That was pretty disappointing, too. As, once again, I'd been told that I was picking things up very quickly. So...yeah. I have an odd past with martial arts and I desperately want to take it up again. There just isn't anywhere I can easily get to without inconveniencing someone else, which sucks.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Name:[/B] Quincy Samson [B]Age:[/B] 18 [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/450px-Big-Art_Vanessa.jpg][B]Quincy[/B][/URL] is a girl who grew up around boys, and thus, she has never felt the want to be ?girly?. Her clothes, while showing that she is indeed female, are masculine in design and she has a healthy tan and body due to her outdoor excursions. The outfit shown in the picture is her favourite, though she will wear baggy jeans and button-up shirts when being casual. A bomber jacket is worn during the winter months. [B]Elemental:[/B] Kotemon [B]Elemental Crest:[/B] Hope [B]D-Elemental Colour:[/B] Bronze Digimon: A digimon with great spirit and greater strength, Kotemon really suits the Earth element with his stony demeanour and stubborn attitude. When he has an idea, he will stick to it, and woe to anyone who tries to oppose him. He claims he is not a leader, but downright refuses to be a follower, as he would much rather set to work by himself. [U]Attacks-[/U] ?[I]Hothead- [/I] A heavy and fast combo that Kotemon carries out with his shinai. A reckless attack (hence the name) but highly effective given Kotemon?s immense strength. ?[I]Thunder Kote-[/I] A thunder and lightning charged attack which consists of one hard thrust from Kotemon?s shinai. This attack isn?t very accurate. [B]Digivolution Line:[/B] [B]Baby-[URL=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b6/MetalKoromon.jpg]MetalKoromon[/URL][/B] [U]Attack-[/U] ?[I]Powder Blow:[/I] MetalKoromon seems to inflate as he sucks in air, before blowing out a fast stream of diamond dust, which cuts like razors. [B]In-training-[URL=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/40/Kapurimon.jpg]Kapurimon[/URL][/B] [U]Attack- [/U] ?[I]Howling Blow:[/I] Kapurimon launches himself at his enemy; swirling at great speed, which makes a high pitched ?howling? noise. He then strikes his enemy with the horns of his helmet. [B]Rookie- Kotemon [/B] (Above) [B]Champion- [URL=http://www.thedigiport.com/dex/dinohumon.jpg]Dinohumon[/URL][/B] [U]Attacks-[/U] ?[I]Lizard Dance:[/I] A high speed sword combo in which Dinohumon uses all of his weapons, slashing and twirling through complicated steps and arches, making it look as though he is dancing. It?s very hard to evade, but also makes Dinohumon disorientated. ?[I]Akinakesu:[/I] Dinohumon uses just his largest blade, jumping high into the air before bringing the blade down with crushing force. [B]Ultimate-[URL=http://cf.geocities.com/digi_josied4/images/Kyuukimon.jpg]Kyukimon[/URL][/B] [U]Attacks[/U]- ?[I]Blade Twister:[/I] Rotating at high speeds, Kyukimon uses the blades of his arms to cut through almost anything. ?[I]Three Rensei:[/I] A three-cut combo move consisting of an up, down and middle strike. The right arm cuts up, the left cuts down, and both arms are then brought together like a pincer. A deadly attack, but it leaves Kyukimon quite open, as he has to be very close. [B]Mega- [URL=http://ca.geocities.com/digi_josied7/images/SlashAngemon.jpg]SlashAngemon[/URL][/B] [U]Attacks- [/U] ?[I]Heaven?s Ripper:[/I] SlashAngemon uses both of his bladed arms, bringing them down together with a huge amount of force. It is said that this heavy attack rips the air, hence the name. ?[I]Holy Espada:[/I] SlashAngemon flies above his target and emits a sudden burst of blinding light, before carrying out a series of kicks and slashes to his dazed opponent. Also used as a defensive technique. [B]Elemental Digimon- Terramon[/B] Terramon is an imposing Digimon to say the least. He, like Kotemon, has a lot of confidence in himself, but with his power also comes a strong sense of justice. He knows what is wrong and what is right, and, unlike Kotemon, knows when it is right to back down from a situation and sort it out with words rather than a sword. He is fiercely loyal and deeply compassionate despite his rough and serious demeanour. [U]Attacks-[/U] Will be added once a picture is provided. [B]Personality:[/B] Quincy isn?t a girl to be taken lightly. She is confident, brash and sometimes a little over-the-top. When she was younger her brothers always ordered her around, which is why she pushed herself to become strong in both character and body. She now refuses to take orders from anyone unless they prove to her that they are trustworthy and stronger than she is. If Quincy doesn?t want to do something, she won?t, but she?ll be one of the best allies to have. Her fierce loyalty and sometimes close-minded devotion makes her an excellent friend who will fight to the death for someone she loves. [B]Back-story:[/B] Quincy was born and raised in England, to two parents who loved their children but adored their work more. She was the youngest of four children, and her older brothers were given the task of watching over her. They were good brothers who would protect her from bullies and taught her about life, but as she grew older they found that her devotion to them could be used in ways useful to them. She would be like a waitress, fetching anything that they needed. When Quincy reached the age of thirteen, she decided that she?d had enough and started an all-out rebellion. She hacked her hair off with a kitchen knife and threw out all her girls? clothes, instead raiding one of her brother?s closets. She took up martial arts and took a great interest in outdoor life, often going camping and hiking with [male] friends. Instead of hating the change in their sister, her brothers welcomed it and gave her a whole new kind of respect and love. She left high school with 9 GCSE?s, four of which were A grades. She had been studying in college to gear herself up for a journalism course in University, as she?s determined to get her views out into the public. Her Digivice came to her in a very unremarkable way. As she was walking in a local park, she noticed a dead baby bird on the ground. Knowing that it had probably fallen from a nest, she quickly climbed the tree to check if other baby birds were still there and if they needed help. When she reached the top of the tree she found the nest, empty except for a flashing device, it's Bronze colour sending off beams of light in the summer sun. She didn't know why, but it was obvious that she had to keep it with her. One can probably see why the Earth Elemental would choose such a woman. She won?t bow down to someone weaker and will fight tooth and nail for something she believes in. She has extreme confidence in herself and her abilities, and it's obvious by her personality that she won't be afraid of the daunting tasks ahead.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]You don't have to join, Sandy, I think the creator has a right to choose which way he wants to take this. =/ Personally, I think it makes sense. As Will said, the Digidestined didn't get a choice who to pick, so why should we? This makes it more realistic, and I imagine he's picked these particular digimon for a reason. Thank you for supplying the chains, I find it extremely useful. *wipes brow* [B]Edit:[/B] Wasn't trying to blow anything out of proportion, Sandy-dear, I just thought you were a little forceful, that's all.[/SIZE]