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[size="2"][b]Name[/b]: Teddy [b]Age[/b]: 29 [b]Appearence:[/b] Teddy adores wearing very expensive suits, even in battle despite getting very annoyed when blood is spilled onto his outfit. He rarely takes off his giant teddy bear mask off, but when he does, He has long, dark hair and bright blue eyes. [img]http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7mTt5MC-WM/SeOws50aRdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XxJTR3iagQc/s400/JinnoWeb.jpg[/img] [b]Weapons:[/b] Teddy carries a Katana with a black handle and its blade completely crimson red. He also a student in the melee combat known as "Krav Maga". [b]Occupation[/b]: Is a very dedicated Swordsman and is known for taking the most rigorous jobs. He is also signed on to be the one of the head cooks on the the ship. [b]History:[/b] He didn't know who he was when he woke up. He didn't have a name, a past, or anyone that cared about him. He just woke up one storming night on the side of a road with blood all over his clothes and with an amnesia-struck mind. The only thing he had was a Teddy bear strapped to his belt strap. He was taken in by a passing couple, who, lived on a farm a couple of miles down the road. They had a daughter named Elizabeth, who took care of him and nursed him back to health. She gave him the name Teddy after the Teddy bear that he refused to let out of his sight despite him being around his twenties. Teddy spent three years with the family that took him in like a son, but on the first day of winter, he was sent out to the nearest village, Purgato, to get supplies for the season ahead and returned home to find his father beheaded in the garden and his mother and Elizabeth raped. Elizabeth, with her last moments in Teddy's arms, cried and screamed 'I'm afraid' over and over until she passed to the afterlife. Bent on revenge, he went forward and spent half a year, trying to find the ones who slaughtered the ones who he ever known as family. On his journey, he crossed paths with a master swordsman named, Jimmihani, that had mastered the art of the Katana blade and he saw the broken heart Teddy had obtained from his dark past. He joined his crusade, where he taught Teddy everything he knows about the sword. The two eventually came across the village when it was in the middle of being pllaged by a group of bandits, who according to the description from a man that saw his family's killers before, looked exactly like his description. Teddy rushed into battle without consulting with Jimmihani first and while he managed to kille majority of them, he was cut down my the head bandit of the group and was nearly stabbed to death before his Master stepped in and took a blade to the heart. Teddy awake to find the village burnt down and his master slain by his side. The bandit had gotten aweay and he had taken everything from Teddy. His vengeance wasreplaced by sorrow. While walking down the road to the next village, he was stopped by a merchant, where he saw a giant teddy bear mask. Teddy gave him all his money and put on the mask, a sign of his disappoint in himself for not being able to save everyone he had loved. Over a course of seven years, he ventured around the land, offering his blade for hire and soon his name began to spread, The teddy bear killer" or "that fucked up guy". He holds a very polite manner and loves helping the ones who have nothing left, but in the back of his mind, even if he refuses to confront it, Teddy is still looking for the head bandit and wanting to make him suffer for what he has done.[/size]

[SIZE="1"][B]Name:[/B] Gale [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Age:[/B] 27 [B]Race: [/B] Human [B]Position: [/B] High King of the Fujin Kingdom [B]Personality:[/B] Born instantly to become a leader to all. He stands for the right things in life and tries to defeat the negatives that stand in his way. Many consider him brave, while others see him as a foolish young king. If any, the only thing that makes Gale, Gale is the ability to never quit. In the most critical situations, he becomes immune to pain and calls for drastic calls of sacrificing himself to save the ones he cares about. Gale of course is human and is weaker then the average demon. Yet, being king, he has developed one of the most intellicual minds to ever step on the battlefield. He can spot weaknesses of his foes from only one series of attacks. Gale seems to always have a plan up his sleeve and it works no matter outrageous it may seem. [B]Appearance:[/B] [B][URL="http://www.rpgfan.com/pics/hack/art-05-balmung.jpg"]Gale[/URL][/B] [B]Weapon:[/B] Dealing with a new war over the horizon, Gale has perged into the deep, dark depths of his kingdom for The God swords. Forbidden weapons his father has stored away because of their power. [U][B]The Sacred Sword:[/B][/U] In the Fujin Scrolls' texts, [I]the sacred sword is the sword used to launch chastisements on human beings. It symbolizes the will of God.[/I] [B][URL="http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/0/1929/113441-129112-sacred-sword_large.JPG"]Here[/URL][/B] [B][U]Sacrifar, The Bloodlust Sword: [/U][/B] The most destructive in Fujin's long History, Sacrifar is a frightening blade of bloodlust that trades the user's emotion and will for the power of Carnage. As the demon sword was not made for Gale, the sword will take over the user after sometime. Even the strongest of demons were only able to remain in control for a short period while using Sacrifar. Once the sword takes control, it manifests itself all over the user's body with a thick, ancient armor demon armor. [B][URL="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/3655/sacrifarpk5.gif"]Here[/URL][/B] [B]Abilities/magic: [/B] [B][U]Twelve Wing of the Exploding Dragon:[/U][/B] Gale's most commonly used technique. It creates twelve swift explosions that Gale normally uses to quickly take out a large number of foes. [B][U]Nine-headed Dragon Strike:[/U][/B] simultaneously deals nine strikes to the fundamental targets of swordsmanship, making guarding and dodging virtually impossible. [B][U]Lightning Strike:[/U][/B] His sword makes him gather a large amount of energy from within to his sword and releashes that power in one strike. It can also manifest as a burst of energy beams. [B]Bio:[/B] [Edit][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][B][SIZE="3"][CENTER]The Mixed Experiment IV[/CENTER][/SIZE][/B] The night was beautiful. Four white moons kept watch over the planet as it slept into the night. The very technology advanced city was quiet, which was un-heard of at times for its always need to grow its technology to a new level. Yet the city kept quiet, only the lights of billboards and passing cars starred the night. [B]"Jahat."[/B] The deep, dark voice came from the depths of the room. A Shadowy figure appeared from the corner, eyes gleaming at him. His presence was disturbing as he had blood pouring off his body like sweat. He smiled as Jahat regconized him. The monster closed his eyes and sarcastically sniffed the air. [B]"Mmm....Can you smell it? The end of Humanity is coming...." [/B]Malvok grinned as he licked his blood covered lips. [B]"Oh will it be a breath taking day for me....They're blood will run through my body!"[/B] Jahat kept silent and turned to the giant window that overlooked the city, Delirium. By then, clouds managed to creep in and pour its tears onto the dark city. Thunder pounded its chest and gave the people a battle cry that shock the land. [B]"Im sure you're eager too...Able to feast on human souls..." [/B]Jahat opened his eyes and began to walk to the door. [B]"Let's go...Adam awaits us."[/B] **** Gale opened his eyes and gasped for air. He laid flat on his back, trees surrounding him with sunlight peering from above. Rising up, he checked his body. [I]Im alive? How? What the hell is going on...I was in that odd world and now...?[/I] His clothes were still damaged from the fight with the Elven Warlord, but his sword was gone. Where was Achilles? Emilio? Sarin? More important, Chrys.... Gale rose from the soft glass, but was completely fine. His cuts and bruises have vanished. He looked around and found his father's sword lodged into the ground at the edge of the trees that surrounded him. After cracking a few bones, he made his way to receive the sword from the ground, but was stopped by his view... There stood his kingdom, Fujin, on one side. On the other side was a very advanced technology city. Explosions could be heard as Fujin's magical airships took flight against the metal-like airships from the other side. [B]"Son of a bitch..."[/B] Gale equipped his sword and ventured off to the battlefield. [U][SIZE="2"][B]Information Desk[/B][/SIZE][/U] This is the fourth Installment of the Mixed Experiment Series. The sequel to the II one since the III one took place in a new era with new characters and story. Not required, but if you would like to see the previous ones for history, here are the links. [B][URL="http://otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=49825"]The Mixed Experiment [/URL][/B] [B][URL="http://otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=51276"]The Mixed Experiment II: The End of The World[/URL][/B] [U][SIZE="2"][B]Sign-Ups[/B][/SIZE][/U] You did not have to be in the previous ones to be in this. I welcome anyone who wants to join. If you would like to join here are some things to keep in mind. *You can either be from [COLOR="Red"]Fujin Kingdom[/COLOR] or [COLOR="Blue"]Saturn Federation [/COLOR], (technology city at war with Fujin) *when you pick a city, you will still will be part of Gale's Fraction, which, is the good side. Your character can be on the bad side, but must eventually come to the Hero's side. *The city you pick, your weapons will come from that. Any technology advanced equipment(armor, guns, etc.) comes from Saturn Federation side. Fujin is (swords, bow and arrows, old armor, etc.), but comes with different races and the power of magic. [B]Name:[/B] Any type is fine [B]Gender:[/B] Simple. [B]Age:[/B] old if you're a demon [COLOR="Red"] *Fujin[/COLOR] [B]Race:[/B] Humans, demons, or elves. Be creative if you pick a demon. [COLOR="red"]Fujin only[/COLOR] [B]Position:[/B] Soldier from Saturn or Soldier from Fujin [B]Personality: [/B]this is how people will judge your character, so write this well. [B]Appearance:[/B] Picture or written description, both would be great. [B]Weapon:[/B] Anything works. Broadsword, shuriken, handguns, shotgun, *depending if which Fraction you're coming from (Saturn or Fujin) [B]Mechs: [/B]a very small, combat mech your character uses for battle... [COLOR="Blue"]*Saturn only[/COLOR] optional* [B]Abilities/magic:[/B] abilities, say you can jump father and higher then a normal person. Magic, can summon fire or heal any wound. Make your abilities and Magic different from others. [COLOR="Red"]*Fujin only[/COLOR] [B]Character Snippet: [/B]Your character in every day life. Could be something from the past. [B]Bio[/B]: if you don?t want to do a Character Snippet, then you can write a Bio for your character PM for questions[/SIZE]

[CENTER][IMG]http://www.joegeringer.com/images/lab_banner_planet.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [COLOR="Black"][SIZE="1"]"[B]Fire!"[/B] The war had finally began. The universe instantly became lite with bright lights. A fight between two greedy kingdoms that want nothing more but more power to have in their hands. How pathetic that regardless of the side that wins, wars will continue on and more blood will be spilled. [B]"Captain! Captain! Your orders, sir!"[/B] Adam woke from his thoughts and came to reality. The 25 year old Captain was fixed inside his Shining Gundam while his team camped behind him, ready for the given orders to attack. The battle was becoming a graveyard of shattered metal and massive explosions. [B]"Sir! Your orders!" [/B]Asked a pilot near him, his gundam carrying a beam rifle, ready to attack. Adam closed his eyes and exhaled. [B]"Let's Go."[/B] The intercom bursted with battle cries as his pack joined into the fight. Holding no painted flag on their gundam's armor, showing what side they were on. They weren't on a side. They were part of a band of people who didnt want all this suffering to continue on for hundreds of years. They wanted to stand up and stop this now. They are The [I]Resistence.[/I] The Shining Gundam unleashed its beam sword as Adam followed his comrads. [B][SIZE="2"]Info[/SIZE][/B] This is a made up Mecha Universe. I said mecha because Im willing to let people have different Mechs than Gundams. Of course, I prefer Gundams, but like I said I really dont care. Here are the Two fractions. They are very simliar in every way, each ruled by governments that just want more power. They all want the same goals.[/COLOR] [COLOR="Red"]The Federation[/COLOR] [COLOR="Blue"]The Alliance[/COLOR] [COLOR="Black"]We'll be with The Resistence. A group going against the war and trying to stop both of them. We'll be working as a team, going through missions with our machines as well as on foot. Each mission I will post at the finish of the previous mission. [SIZE="2"][B]Sign up[/B][/SIZE] [U]Character Information:[/U] [B]Name: gender: age: Personality: Appearence: weapons: bio: character snippet: (optional)[/B] [U]Mech Information:[/U] [B][URL="http://www.mahq.net/index.htm"]Here[/URL][/B] is a list of mechas you can use. just go there and click on Mecha. [B]Code Name: appearance: Armor materials: Powerplant: Weapons: special attacks: (optional[/B])[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE="1"]Name: Gale Age: 34 Gender: Male Personality: A cunning man with wisdom beyond his years. He has a look of a cold blooded murderer, yet is a very humble and polite towards anyone, even his enemies. For his friends and family, he is willing to kill to perserve peace, but taking a life is always his last resort. Appearance:[B] [URL="http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs32/f/2008/201/b/5/Kakashi_Hatake_by_rocknrollsince1986.jpg"]Gale[/URL][/B] Weapons: [B][URL="http://www.swordsswords.com/ProductImages/s/Gin_Ichimaru_Shinso_Zanpakuto_Sword_2.jpg"]Shinso Zanpakuto[/URL][/B] and an [B][URL="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs7/300W/i/2005/218/f/8/Vash__s_Revolver_by_LuchiferTheAlmighty.jpg"]Angel Arm[/URL][/B] Revolver Background: Gale has been living off of small change and the clothes on his back for close to 10 years. Growing up, his mother emphasized studying and school work, while his father taught him the art of war. His father was part of countless wars and always wondered how someone like his father would marry a teacher from a small portside village. One night, a band of pirates attacked the city, destroying everything that the small village holds dear to them, including Gale. His father stab multiple times and his mother raped and burned. Gale and his suister were only a few to escape, but the advent changed his life forever. He became a jack of all trades from then on out, from teaching at a school to murderering pirates for loot. [/SIZE]

[CENTER][IMG]http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee132/Runaway511/zelda/xanderavatar.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [SIZE="1"] The guard's dressing room smelt of a horrific odor that instantly knocks out your sense of smell right when you walk in. It was quite an achievement if you would say, that even the maidens wouldn't even dare come down and see what the source of the evil was coming from. Most of the guards believed in an odor ghost that lingers throughout and lives within the closests. If Xander had to credit himself for anything. It was for making the greatest decision of taking his gear to his home for old man Artis to throughly clense them. His foster father would never have him guarding a sacred castle looking a pile of droppings with armor attached to it. Xander made his way through the naked soldiers that, if he was told correctly, did more then help their comrades put on his equipment. Posted against the solid wall was the list of people who were guarding the slected area. Like always, Xander was to station at the broom closet. What made that closet so special that it needed to be protected? Surely he could be put to much more proper use than this... [B]"Xander!? What the hell you doing? You were suppose to already be at your listed position already!"[/B] The guard captain came in with his great strides. What pissed him the most was the captain would get on him when theres naked guards playing sword fights, without using their swords. [B]"....Sorry cap. I'll head right to it."[/B] [B]"Pssh, you rookies are all the same."[/B] Waiting. Waiting. More waiting. Check out that maid....More waiting. Xander stood on the left side of the door, spear in one hand and the other jumping every second to locate and terminate the birthing home of an potential itching spot on his pack made from the armor. The other guard that stood on the other side of the door was silent and slightly slumped against the wall. Xander couldn't stand there the whole time without at least a simple small talk. [B]"So, you a rookie too?"[/B] He asked, not knowing the indenity of his fellow guard partner. Nothing but Silence. [B]"Uh....Hello?"[/B] More silence. Xander inched farther out and try to take a glimse of his face. He was an old man indeed with a grey-filled mustache. The thing that shocked him the most was beause he was passed out and was sleeping on duty. He was no rookie either as he was clearly three times the age of himself. And if he really thought about it, when he walked past him awhile back, he did smell the scent of achohol from the man. Seeing this man in this state, Xander knew he clearly had a few too many. [B]"Well this sucks." [/B]Xander whispered to himself, putting all his weight against the stone wall and staring up at the ceiling. [B]"XANDER!!! YOU ARE THE WORST EXCUSE FOR A GUARD OF HYRULE!!!!" [/B] The up-roar made Xander flinch terribly, dropping his spear onto the ground, by the feet of the guard captain. "[B]Hey cap...."[/B] [B]"Slacking off on duty? No reason at all! What happens if an assassin enters from the broom closet, mmmhhmm? We all die because you were too damn lazy!" [/B]Of course, Xander saw so many flaws in what the captain told him, but he kept it quiet as always. There wasn't even a window in the closet. It was a closet! He gave a threatening look at him then he turned to the old soldier next to him. He someone transformed faces and smiled from ear to ear. [B]"Good job, comrade. Such an experienced officer indeed. Faking that your asleep to try and take all the blame for this rookie's excuse of lazyness and imaturidy."[/B] He gave one more disgusting look at Xander and stormed off from the empty hallway. Was he really faking? That question was answered swifty as the old fart collapsed onto the floor, snoring away.[/SIZE]

[CENTER][IMG]http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee132/Runaway511/zelda/xanderavatar.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [SIZE="1"]"[B]Time is now to rise, Xander." [/B] The young guard peered from his half-opened eyes to see Old Artis with his long white beard standing over him. A scene he has been familiar with all his life and his guardian doesn't seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. Xander grunted and turned to his side and gave a large exhale. [B]"Just.....Tell them I'm ill or something, father." [/B] [B] "Nonesense, your responsibility isn't even difficult. I tell you what, back in my day...." [/B]The old man began to mumble off into his story, while Xander continue to do what he has been doing all these years. Block him out. He had just acquired the position of guarding from within Hyrule Castle and certainly has been one of the most idiotic things he has ever done in his life. He would rather just work with Artis on cleaning his study corner, which never seems to stay clean for more then a couple of hours, or be running errands around town for the old man. [B]"And that's how I murdered the cat and saved the town from castrophic evils." [/B]Then again, it might be better than listen to him tell the most random stories about nothing. [B]"Alright, I am getting up right now." [/B]He threw the covers off as the old man scurried away to the other side of their home. It was small place, but it had a warm vibe that made the house, cozy. Xander grabbed his armor from the closet and gave a hellish yawn that made Artis flinch from the other side. After putting on his equipment on, he gave a look at the mirror that resigned right by his bed. He studied the Hyrule crest on his shoulder, tightening his gloves so he was barely getting enough circulation through his hands. It almost felt he was getting ready to due battle with a foe, but sadly just hours of standing in a spot and sometimes saying hello to the maidens that would pass by. [B]"...Do I have a purpose?"[/B] He whispered, staring at the old mirror [B]"What did you say, my boy?"[/B] [B]"Nothing old man...."[/B] He placed his hood over his head and opened the front door.[B] "I'll see you in the morning."[/B] With that, he was off to the castle.[/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][B]Name:[/B] Xander [B]Race:[/B] Hylian [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Brief character history:[/B] Abandon by his mother and father, he was founded by an old scholar one rainy night. Old Mr. Artis excepted the fact that he was from that point on, responsible for the safety of the child. For the next seventeen years, the child, whom the old man came to call him, Xander, has shown his abilities as the lance. It was old that Artis never taught him the ways of the lance, yet he has never seen such beauty with the weapon. Yet, Xander was an annoying, over-jumpy kid. He seems to laugh at least a hundred times a day and always has to pull a prank on Old man Artis once in awhile. The old scholar tries to contaim his energy by putting him to work, but rarely does the work get down. Artis decided to put his energy and ability to work and enroll him into the soldier listing and so Xander awaits his chance to fight against evils in the common soldiers ranking. [B][URL="http://www.freewebs.com/eagmod/Elf%20Archer.jpg"]Link[/URL][/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"]OOC: everything looks great guys. A couple more sign-ups and I can start it. [B]Name:[/B] Gale Highpool [B]Gender[/B]: male [B]Race:[/B] Terran [B]Age:[/B] 26 [B]Appearance:[/B] Gale is a very large man. Standing around 6'4 with a tone muscle structure. He has thick jet-black hair and green eyes. His body is a mix of jagged scars and tatoos with godly symbols and number codes given to him by the reseach facility. He usually wears red-style shirts and baggy dark pants. Gale always has keeps his holster on to display his weapons. [B]Personality:[/B] A very honest man, Gale is very open and friendly to everyone he meets. Most of the time, it rather gets on people's nerves because he is mainly a jokester. He is always ready for a good laugh, (even during a heated gun battle), which just anger his foes even more. Gale often is in major debt with bars or reasturants for large damages he has caused with open fights with people. When there is something he wants, Gale will stop at nothing to obtain in. Plain an simple. His fighting spirit cannot be crushed whatsoever. When it comes to killing someone, he goes beyond him personality and ends the life in a blink of an eye. He isn't afraid to send one to th after-life. [B]Abilities:[/B] After countless experiments preformed on young Gale, he has obtain the ability to go berserk. In this state, His hair turns into a crimson-like color, the same as his aura that surrounds him. All of his senses are doubled as so his strength and speed. The only down-side to this is he loses every emotion except anger and sorrow, the only ones that cloud his mind during the mode. Which, often leads to one of his comrades getting hurt by the likes of him. [B]Weapon(s):[/B] Gale Highpool carries a caster with him at all time and uses it the majority of his battles. He tries his hardest no to use the berserk mode at all, but to combat against Tao magic, its kind of hard not to. Gale also carries a hidden pistol in his shoe and also a small blade in his back pocket just in case some drunk guy at a bar decides to pull a knife on him. [B]Bio:[/B] (edit)[/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][CENTER][B]Outlaw World[/B][/CENTER] [B][COLOR="Red"]Bio-Weaponary Research District III 11:42 P.M.[/COLOR][/B] "Code Red! All Arcardian soldiers on stand-by command. Entry number 1004861001 has escaped. Prepare to-" The alarm was cut off by a bullet going straight through it. The siren was driving him nuts and he knew that if he wanted to escape from here. He had to do it without pety distractions such as that one. The guard's suit he stole from his last victim, who went unconcious due to his phobia of blood, (he went crazy over a punch that caused him to have a nose bleed.) was much too large for him and made his ass itch like hell. Regardless, he kept a good pace down the long narrow hallway, keeping a sharp eye for corners. Expecting an ambush awaiting his arrival at the front entrance, he decided to stop and think for a minute for the best course of action. "Well I could go all the way to the back and see if there is a backdoor entrance...Yeah that sounds good." The black-haired one began to retrace his steps, when he stopped again. "Well maybe they would think that I would stop and think about changing my direction so they're waiting there to greet me...." Gale Highpool frowned from his overthinking the situation. Then he looked up and realized the front entrance was just at the end of the hallway. Smiling with the joy of tasting fresh air again, he started up his sprint to the door and as he was about to enter through....*click*....The faint sound of twenty machine guns all getting ready to raise hell upon the unwelcome vistor. Gale sighed, closing his eyes in disbelief. Why is it so bad for him to escape here peacefully? It seems like they would rather have him dead then able to walk out of here alive. They didn't have a right to kidnap him, use him like a lap rat for over two years. Now when he finally finds the right moment to escape the hell outta here, they would rather call him a failure and put a bullet in his head. "Oh well. I never said this would be easy." He opened his eyes and reach into the stinky old guard jacket to reveal his trademark weapon. Those scientist freaks stole his caster away from him, but reuniting with his beloved gun is a dream come true. "Only got two shells left. But time is of an ergency right now. No time to think this through." He grabbed a shell from his pocket and ejected it into the slot. "Alright, let's see what a number 3 does again." Gale pulled the trigger, with a flash of light, blasted away the metal door with ease and igniting the front lobby with a mix of black smoke and flames. He returned to his smiling as he walked past the dead guards. "Hope your not leaving, Gale Highpool." The voice stopped him in his tracks as raged surged up inside. He turned to see a pale old man smiling from behind. He continueously rolled a beaded necklace in his hands. "Not until I kill you of course, Diz." He turned fully to face the old man, determination of murdering this soul was all you could read from the eyes of Gale. "You kept me here far enough, you bastard. Im leaving, but before I go." He reached into his poket quicky and placed another 3 inside the caster. "I'll send you straight to hell!!" The blast was right on target, but failed to hit the old man. A blue aura sliced the flash into two, both curving away from it's target. Diz was an Tao master, what gave Gale an hint that this would be easy? The stupid grin appeared on the man again. "Out of caster shells? Don't worry, I'll end your pathetic life in a heartbeat!" He fired a blast of his own, but like the old man, Gale shared a grin of his own. He threw his caster onto the gun and let a beast-like cry. A red aura surrounded him, turning his jet black hair into crimson just like his aura. He sliced aside the blast and charged the old man with inhuman speed. One punch sent the old man flying into the wall, covering the once white colored wall, with rose like color, splattered all across it. "The creation kills the creator." Gale whispered as he went back to normal. Picking up his caster, he dashed into the night, un-noticed by anyone. [CENTER][B]information counter[/B][/CENTER] This is from the Outlaw Star universe and if you don't know the basic info, then here is it all. [U][B]Races[/B][/U] [B]Terrans-[/B] this is what many space creatures call humans. [B]Ctarl-Ctarl-[/B] A cat-like alien race. The Ctarl-Ctarl have superior senses of hearing, smell and sight and vast strength (perhaps being the most physically powerful of all species) as well as an ability to turn into large, feral beasts completely at the mercy of their instincts (usually resembling huge felines and perhaps Lupines or Vulpines). The Ctarl-Ctarl are a vast empire that, after many battles with Terrans, have established trade treaties and are now on neutral terms. The Frontier - the area of space where most of the story takes place - lies in between the Ctarl-Ctarl Empire and the Terran Federation, and was established as a buffer zone after numerous battles between the two species. Its position is said to be 50 light years away from earth. [B]Silgrians-[/B] A peaceful race in the Outlaw Star universe which resemble anthropomorphic birds. Physically they are usually at least 180 cm (6ft) tall, and have necks that can make a 180 degree rotation or can turn their head completely upward. Their eyes also have two lids. It is often complained that the Silgrians are 'too friendly' with human races. [B]Corbanites- [/B]An industrious race of frog-like amphibians. Their natural habitat is in the water, so Corbanites wear environment suits that maintain an aquatic environment to their liking. With their technological advancement, most Corbanites fit their enviro-suits with translators that turn their native Corbonese into the local language. [B] Sith- [/B]An insectoid race that are so alien to the other humanoid races that any manner of relationship with them is all but impossible. [B]Lorgans- [/B]A secretive and distrusting people. They apparently have such a strained relationship with the Terrans that the two races just avoid one another. [B]Saurians-[/B] A bio-engineered race of reptiles created by Terrans by combining different strains of dinosaur DNA. Saurians are tall, powerful, imposing creatures with the intelligence and cunning of any Terran combined with the strength and viciousness of their great lizard ancestors. [U][B]Planets and space stations[/B][/U] [B]Sentinel III[/B]-A level 4 terraformed world. Primarily an agricultural exporter, the only urban areas known are Locust and Hugo. The only known space port is the West Virginia Spaceport outside Locust. [B]Blue Heaven-[/B] An asteroid colony, and a free town unaffiliated with any interplanetary state or any of the dominant pirate guilds. Its neutral status make it a popular stopover and resupply center for outlaws. [B]Heifong III- [/B] It is one of the planets in the Heifong system, such as the water planet [B]Heifong 7. [/B]It is a very expensive place to live (and port a ship). [B]Symka 5- [/B]A satellite station where Jim first met Hanmyo. These stations seem to have artificial gravity though the means by which it is simulated is unclear. [B]Tenrei-[/B] A pleasure planet covered in hot springs. A long time ago, three wizards came to this paradise in an attempt to resurrect mana, the energy of nature. Instead, one of them happened upon the hot springs and turned the entire planet into her own interstellar vacation spot. The wizards are the creators of Caster bullets. [B]Hecatonchires-[/B] It is a planet with wildly fluctuating gravity due to its rapid rotation rate and non-spherical shape. The gravity at its equator is stated to be approximately 1g. The Gehenna prison is in a location of 3g, while its punishment facility at the north pole is at 10.4g. has never been a successful breakout. (*note there will be planets added later on.) [U][B]Galactic Leyline[/B][/U] The Galactic Leyline is a location shrouded in myth fueled by rumors and superstition. Popular claims say that it is a holder of immense treasure of valuable metals or minerals, possibly the very rare material dragonite. However to those who possess deeper information about the Galactic Leyline, it is actually known to be a 'universal library' created by an advanced but now-extinct race that possessed an unsurpassed knowledge of science, technology, and reality. Drawing upon Feng Shui, the word leyline means "a place where Chi collects." By manipulating the Chi lines (the timelines, referring to the idea that time is linear and branching, instead of looping and singular) of the universe, the Galactic Leyline has the ability to manipulate time, reality and causality, or fate, as if it were a physical law. Using the knowledge and power of the Leyline, one's wishes and desires can be granted. In simpler terms, the Galactic Leyline can be thought of as a "God Machine" because of its advanced knowledge and understanding of the universe. The Galactic Leyline itself takes the form of a large gaseous planet consisting of thick clouds and strong vortices that serve as protective barriers for the Leyline within. Only a ship guided by the Maiden in the XGP (or a craft with similarly advanced speed and capabilities) can pass through this barrier via small wormholes created by the vortices of the planet. Entrance through any other means results in death or insanity from a brain-splitting screeching that only seems to affect organic creatures. Hazanko, the main villain, also gains entrance to the inner Leyline by means of powerful Taoist rituals that force the clouds to part. Once through the outer atmosphere of the Leyline, ships enter a planet-sized cylindrical structure and are transported to an entirely different location with breathable air and normal gravity. This bizarre setting consists of landscapes of large crystal formations and strange foliage. The landscapes surround a mountain, on top of which is the door to the Leyline, the Leyline relocates itself to a random point in the universe to be found again. Here is the sign-up below. The cast of the RP will join together to search for the infamous Galactic Leyline to satisfy their hearts' desire. Of course, alot of twists and pirates stand in the way of that. And what secret organization wants to control the universe and will stop at nothing to obtain power to do so? Lets find out. [B]Sign-up[/B] [B]Name: Gender: Race: Age Appearance: Personality Abilities: Weapon(s): Bio:[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"]Haven't been on in awhile. Here are some lyrics that I have written for the past month. would kill for some feedback. [CENTER][B]Stand and learn to Survive[/B][/CENTER] Words without a cause and we?re suffering Pyro starts to build and we?re waiting (To Rise up, to rise up) unleash the beast within time to end this You will lose it all and we?re waiting (to rise up, to rise against... The ones who bind us all You can?t tell me what to do I will make you lose Now its time to fight Stand and learn to survive. You will fall against the ground Punish? You let us down Now its time to fight Stand and learn to survive. Set and learn the code The rebellion Whispers in the dark rush to freedom (to rise up, to rise up) unleash the beast within time to end this you will lose it all and we?re waiting (to rise up, to rise against... The ones who bind us all.... You can?t tell me what to do I will make you lose Now its time to fight Stand and learn to survive. You will fall against the ground Punish? You let us down Now its time to fight Stand and learn to survive. Do you remember how? Love, no you bring us down! Do you remember how? When I called your name out now The ones who bind us all.... You can?t tell me what to do I will make you lose Now its time to fight You can?t tell me what to do I will make you lose Now its time to fight Stand and learn to survive. You will fall against the ground Punish? You let us down Now its time to fight Now its time to fight (fight) Stand and learn to survive! Stand and learn to survive! Stand and learn to survive!!! [CENTER][B] My World[/B][/CENTER] See? Nothing yet. I cannot be beat while I still breath. Perfection is so here (Reign over me) Swim so deep, my lungs will eventually break (eventually break) A defense that never falls apart, is so well There is no god There is no hell consequences will burden throughout your life This isn?t your world world world Life and death will intertwine Separate the heart Make you weak, and let you see The thing you?ve become Life and death will intertwine Make the beast, lose it?s prey.... Your words, begin to lose it?s touch (lose it?s touch) divided you stand, lost in trans, ready to give in? God are you there? Am I in hell? Consequences have destroyed what is left of my life This isn?t your world world world Life and death will intertwine Separate the heart Make you weak, and let you see The thing you?ve become Life and death will intertwine Make the beast, lose it?s prey.... Open your eyes, are you ready to begin? Karma is part of life Open your eyes, are you ready to begin? Put this on yourself Open your eyes, are you ready to begin? Karma is part of life Open your eyes, are you ready to begin? Put this on yourself This isn?t your world This is ours This isn?t your world This is god?s Life and death will intertwine Separate the heart Make you weak, and let you see The thing you?ve become Life and death will intertwine Make the beast, lose it?s prey.... [CENTER][B]Fake it to play me[/B][/CENTER] left alone once again These cold winds punish my skin Why do they always play me? I?m sick of the words so sorry. Pissed of, display of weakness spread the news, he?s a freak Stop talking of made-up bullshit The truth is right in your eyes This piece of me Won?t be unseen Just put the gun against my head Fake it to play me Too shy to tell me Go ahead and pull the trigger now Not a bad person? Just an allusion Go ahead and show me who you are Mute the words from my mouth shield your eyes from my stare Is this your so called ending? Is this your so called erasing? I am unintelligent You are a Terrorist Why do I always forfeit? Because it?s easy to quit. This piece of me Won?t be unseen Juts put the gun against my head Fake it to play me Too shy to tell me Go ahead and pull the trigger now Not a bad person? Just an allusion Go ahead and show me who you are Fake it to play me Too shy to tell me Go ahead and pull the trigger now Not a bad person? Just an allusion Go ahead and show me who you are who you are pull the trigger now who you are pull the trigger now.....[/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"]The darkness of the night overtook the kingdom. The peasent families had taken shelter from the black skies and hid under their warm blankets. The guards of the castle gates lit their torches and did their nightly routine of checking the grounds of any suspicious activities. The city though seemed as quiet as a ghost town. Though, if someone would take the time to listen, they could hear someone forcefully cursing at himself for his mistakes. Withing the castle walls was training grounds for the knights that stationed there. Of course, the warriors never used it because their minds would be consumed in making love to a random castle maid or robbing the poor peasents on the streets. A man spent countless days inside the training grounds. Going over his basics of the sword and practicing them to perfection. Was it needed to do such a thing even if the land has been filled with peace for ten years? No enemy dare try to conquer the strongest empire in the land, so what was the point in mastering the art of the sword? [B]"Damn...Again, again I must succeed." [/B]The man whispered as his body was covered from head to toe in sweat. His left shoulder was completely bleeding; blood running down to his fingers. The injury was caused by preforming a ability, but he was too careless of his blade. The sound of the door opening came from behind. A small page came in and bowed in front of the man. [B]"What is it?"[/B] The man whispered as the boy stared at the large gash on the man. [B]"Lord Gale....Master Wallow confirmed the assassin."[/B] Gale's full attention turned to the boy as he placed his sword back to the side of his hip. [B]"Good, tell him I shall be there quickly." [/B]The boy bowed fearfully and ran to the door. Gale walked up the tallest tower of the castle, while putting on his jacket. His face was covered in sweat, but he had no time to clean up to meet with Wallow. The door was unlock as he strolled in without knocking. An old man wearing a blue robe turned at the instant the door shut. [B]"Ah, King Gale! Thank you for seeing me at such a late hour." [/B]The old man bowed slightly and smiled greatly. [B]"No problem, I couldn't sleep anyway."[/B] Gale studied the room and found powders of some sort laying across the tables.[B] "So, they say you discovered the assassin?"[/B] [B]"Yes, the very assassin you told me about that appeared in your dream." [/B]The old sage turned to his papers and retrieved a drawn picture. It was indeed the picture of the killer from his dream. His blonde hair fell down his back as his beard hid most of his cocky smile. [B]"The reason you don't know him, my lord..."[/B] The old man once again turned ot his studies and pulled out the map of the world.[B] "Is that he doesn't live here, but in the land of Archamanto. The land across the great sea. He is behind an assassin's status, but is treated as if a god over there.....My lord?" [/B] Gale was halfway to the door, but slightly turned to the old man. He said thank you for the information and left the tower quickly to his own quarters. He took his time taking his gear off and wrapping his injury. He did not sleep however, sitting at his working desk, ideas running through his mind. [B] ".....I cannot just afford to go to a different land and crusuade my way to find this man I have no grudge against. It was only a dream, wasn't it?" [/B]Gale stared at his wooden desk, before sighing. [B]"But I cannot let this happen if this is all true about him. If this man is seeking immortality and he actually finds it. It is only a matter of time before he reaches my lands and consumes it in darkness, forever." [/B] The king closed his eyes for a brief moment and finally came to his senses. The sense of doing whats right. The only possible option to track a killer this powerful was to round up the strongest around. He went over his records and made out the letters of a meeting with him the following day. Gale sealed them with his branded stape and gave it to the servent just outside of the door. [I]They didn't have time to waste..... OOC: Alright guys, just recieve the letter from Gale and come to the castle for the meeting.[/I][/SIZE]

Alright everything looks good, Im going to be starting this soon since I have enough people to do this. I dont want to have a big production anyway so be looking for this up really soon, guys. [B]The List[/B] The Protoss- Achilles Starwind- Emilio Batou GuyYouMetOnline- Sinaeas Omega- Allastor Dietrich So that should be everybody. Lilt, Just finish your sign-up and I'll accept you.

(Just like old times. haha) [B]Name[/B]: Gale [B]Gender:[/B] male [B]Age:[/B] 27 Race: Humans [B]Position:[/B] King of The Fujin Kingdom [B]Personality:[/B] Born instantly to become a leader to all. He stands for the right things in life and tries to defeat the negatives that stand in his way. Many consider him brave, while others see him as a foolish young king. If any, the only thing that makes Gale, Gale is the ability to never quit. In the most critical situations, he becomes immune to pain and calls for drastic calls of sacrificing himself to save the ones he cares about. Gale of course is human and is weaker then the average demon. Yet, being king, he has developed one of the most intellicual minds to ever step on the battlefield. He can spot weaknesses of his foes from only one series of attacks. Gale seems to always have a plan up his sleeve and it works no matter outrageous it may seem. [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL="http://s15.photobucket.com/albums/a384/nekocheerio/nekocheeriosplace/?action=view¤t=2b00efcd.jpg"]King Gale[/URL] [B]Weapon:[/B] Gale carries the legendary sword, Explosion. A sword passed down from generation in his family and made from the strongest of steel. Legend tells that the core of the blade is made of a king dragon that has killed thousands of demons. The ability of the sword is the main reason for it's long history. The sword has the ability to make an explosion once it makes contact, causing attack to double. [B]Abilities/magic:[/B] Gale doesn't really have abilities or magic that he relies during battle. Without his sword, Explosion he would just be a common man. [B]Character Snippet: [/B](Edit) (keep up the good sign-ups, guys.)

[COLOR="RoyalBlue"] [SIZE="3"][CENTER]The Cursed Seal[/SIZE] [COLOR="Red"]Mixed Experiment Series[/COLOR][/CENTER] He was a notorious hunter and perfection was his prey. Each hunter studied their targets carefully and would wait a lifetime for the perfect time to strike. He was different. He wanted to be different from the others and make a name for himself. The bounty hunter was always looking for the tougest bounty to prove to everyone that he wasn't some ordinary person. Each and every task became easier for him. The job didn't take more the a day, the money in his hands in no time. He was different. He jumped into combat without any clue of his enemies. He read their movements throughout the course of the battle. He killed so many people that didnt give him their name. He wasn't emotive towards the beggers and ones who ask for mercy. A commoner turned into a famous assassin, but he didn't want that. He want more. He wanted to be different. Soon killing people became too easy for him. Even without a bounty on them, he seeked the strongest in the world. To fuel his pride? To have the title of the strongest in the world? He had everything, yet he wanted more. Did he have a purpose? Yes, to be different. To be immortal. He searched for the most famous scholars and killed them for not knowing anything until he met Master Seymour, a hermit who lived in the highest of mountains. Seymour told the man about the Cursed Seal. A scroll that gave the owner anything he wanted. Anything could be possible, but came a deadly price. Yet, he didnt listen to him and killed the Sage so he wouldn't tell anyone else about the scroll. He gathered 7 of the world's strongest and the wisest warriors in the lands. He thought that nothing could stop him in his path to becoming a god. [CENTER]He was wrong....[/CENTER] On the other side of the world was a Kingdom. Land once consumed in darkness by demons, but was vanquished by the light. A group of warriors who settled their differences to unite as a whole to counter the dark. Peace went through the land for just a brief moment until another force threaten the kingdom again. This time, it took the warriors away into a different world. Ten years past since that day they all disappeared. Until they returned. They appeared out of nowhere, dazed and confused of their surroundings. The people rejoiced and celebrated many months of the welcoming of their heros. They put up statues and sang songs of their battles. The warriors went back to their lives they once had and rarely met in person with each other. The king of the land was recrowned and returned to his throne. Everything seemed to return back to normal for the kingdom once again. Yet, the king dreamt of a man that knew many things. He told the king of a ruthless killer named Oni and his plan to become a God. The soothslayer also said if this would happen, everything that the king knew would be destroyed and would be casted in the chaos and dispair of thousands of years. The king woke the next day, with a clear mind of what to do. It was in his blood as much as his comrades. He was the light. The killer of darkness. The King of Fujin. His name was Gale.... Alright, haven't done a RP in awhile so its about time to get back into the game. This story happened between Mixed Experiment II and III. I can't seemed to say away from the series. Like before, if you never been a part of it or neevr even heard of it. Its okay! You can still join, but you should PM so I can give you a summary of the three stories. If you think its going to be a simple find the bad guy and stop him. You are so wrong. There will be plot twists and catastrophic events that will unfold in this story. Let's have some fun! [B][CENTER]Sign Up[/CENTER][/B] [B]Name: [/B]Any type is fine [B]Gender[/B]: Simple. [B]Age:[/B] not too young and not too old. Around 20, unless you?re a demon. [B]Race:[/B] Humans, demons, or elves. Be creative if you pick a demon. [B]Position:[/B] either a Mercenary or a Soldier of Fujin. [B]Personality:[/B] this is how people will judge your character, so write this well. [B]Appearance:[/B] Picture or written description, both would be great. [B]Weapon:[/B] Anything works. Broadsword, shuriken, handguns, shotgun, whatever. Just not an ultra powerful stuff that can kill thousands of people in one sweep. Make it real here. [B]Abilities/magic: [/B]abilities, say you can jump father and higher then a normal person. Magic, can summon fire or heal any wound. Make your abilities and Magic different from others and be creative! [B]Character Snippet:[/B] Your character in every day life. Could be something from the past. [B]Bio:[/B] if you don?t want to do a Character Snippet, then you can write a Bio for your character.[/COLOR]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="Blue"][B]Name:[/B] Soldier [B]Age:[/B] 32 [B]Gender[/B]: Male [B]Appearance:[/B] Preferably a picture. A description is fine, though. (EDIT) [B]Occupation:[/B] Think fantasy/medieval here. Blacksmith? Engineer? Merchant? (EDIT) [B]Why did the Castle choose you? [/B]The castle picked people who have always longed to attempt The Castle of 20 Levels. Why does your character want to try? Are they dying and want to do something big before they go? Is your character really cocky and thinks they could pull it off? Be creative. I'll edit all of this soon, don't worry about it. [/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="Blue"][SIZE="1"]ahh Lilt once again. I'll post my sign-up later on just wanted to save this spot for me. [/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Blue"][SIZE="1"][B]Name:[/B] James Logan [B]Age: [/B]18 [B]Gender:[/B] male [B]Personality:[/B] his love one's deaths profoundly changed James, into a young man that cares for othes. One trait is James' concept of teamwork, which is displayed only half the time as most of the people James works with is too stubborn to even to try to work together. James also inherited a nack of chronic tardiness, due primarily to losing track of time during his frequent visits to his girlfriend's memorial site, where her's name is engraved. He is fairly dispassionate compared to his subordinates, almost never showing emotion. He often says things that sound harsh but mean well, James' personal life appears to be as much of a mystery. He has no living family, or at least none he cares to acknowledge, and he's confirmed that everyone he loves is already dead [B]Weapon: [/B]James use to be a fan of the japanese arts hwne he was a boy before his family died. When he turned 11, just after his parents died. He was given the 'Green Destiny'. An ancient blade that was passed down in his family. The blade of the Green Destiny is thirty-three inches long and one and one tenth inches wide, engraved with green-enameled dragons along the length of the blade on both sides. It has an eight-inch hilt (long enough for two-handed use if necessary) the guard is 2.6 inches wide with seven rubies missing and seven-tenths of an inch thick. Like most Japanese swords, the blade is very flexible and light, but at the same time is strong enough to parry the blows from other weapons. It is forged of an unknown metal, which is far stronger and more durable than steel. Because it is so thin and light, the Green Destiny is very maneuverable and extremely sharp. A light tap from the blade is enough to cause deep wounds, shown to be able to cut a ceramic pot in half with relative ease. History: (your character?s past, and what?s been going on around him/her lately.) 3 Magic Spells: (You must have at least 1 support spell. Nothing too powerful.) Appearance: (If you use an anime or manga character, please make sure they don't have odd feature?s that normal humans wouldn't have.) Miscellaneous: (Anything else that was not mentioned above.) I'll do the rest later. [/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE="1"]The morning went by quickly, the demostration, and now off to his first class. Fifth years had defence against the Dark Arts to kick things off. Albert had trailed ways from Alastor before reaching the door to the class. Albert believed he preformed well to his abilities in the class, but professor Corvidae seemed to always crush his spirits. He would enojy it just a little bit if the professor wasn't on him every minute of the class. The students took their assigned seats as they got out their books and such needed supplies for the class ahead. At least he wasn't transfigured like that poor Rosie Webb for talking too much last year. Though Albert was sure that the professor had thoughts of doing much worse to him. The door crashed open. Instantly, students around Albert became frozen solid in their chairs and kept their mouths closed. Albert didn't need to turn to sense his most hated teacher walking to the front of the classroom. It was even worse in Occlumency and Legilimency classes. Having him penetrating your mind was one of the worse feelings Albert has ever experienced. He was sure professor Corvidae enjoyed Albert's misery. [B]"Yes?"[/B] Professor Cordivae said as he looked over the class. This time, Albert turned in his chair to see a classmate Albert had never seen before. His blonde hair stood out more then anything. [B]"I was wondering how long it took you to learn how to summon?"[/B] The professor shuffled in his chair as it seemed he was not amused. [B]"What house are you in?"[/B] [B]"...Gryffindor..."[/B] [B]"Alright, Ten points from Gryffindor." [/B]Albert let his jaw drop. That son of a pig. He takes points away from asking a simple question? [B]"Yes Mr. Randal, I do. Another ten points."[/B] Albert closed his mouth, the class staring at him in a confused state. Did Professor read his thoughts or just read his unbelievable expression? [B]"Alright class, let's begin our lesson!"[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"] Pain. That one word was fully understood when Albert woke up that morning. He had pain before, but this was worse then anything he has experienced before. Albert tried to sit up, but fell to his bed, aching everywhere. Did someone do this to him? Why would they though? [B]"Oh jeez. This is going to be a rough." [/B] He raised, keeping his hand on the desk for support. It wasn't only his head that was bothering him, but his whole body. Maybe it was a stupid first or second year playing around when he was heading for bed. Stupid kids. He couldn't get mad for long as he scanned the room to see he was the only one there. He was late for breakfest. [B]"...Damn."[/B] Albert got dress and left the Gryffindor tower with much difficulty. The moving staircase didn't make it easier either. Whoever made this thing must have not been headmaster for long. Yeah, let's make a staircase that can move everywhere and will mess with the student's mind! He got to the great hall, students finishing their well deserved breakfest. Scraps and empty boxes were all that was left. The sytherin table sat in silence, which was weird. Usually spoiling their own meal by throwing it at Hufflepuff or by shouting snickering names at Gryffindor. Albert sat down near a couple of 4th year gryffindors. [B]"Hey, what's up with the Sytherins? Feeling sick?" [/B]Albert grabbed some toast and stuffed it into his mouth. A girl whispered ot her friend, 'he doesn't know yet.' [B]"A girl died last night. She was a Sytherin." [/B]Albert almost choked his toast. Quickly reacting, he pounded his chest, but it wouldn't budge. [B][I]Shit....[/I][/B] "[I]Anapneo![/I]" A voice from nearby commanded. Albert felt his throat clear properly as he tried ot catch his breath. Albert turned to see one of Gryffindor's qudditch players, Alastor Robards. The 6th year sighed as he got up from his seat not far away. [B]"You should chew before shallowing, Allen."[/B] He said, walking past Albert in a cool and cocky sort of way. Albert decided to follow his lead. [B]"Um...Thanks for that....And the name is Albert." [/B] [B]"Sure. You seeing Professor Corvidae and Conroy?"[/B] He asked, but before Albert could say anything, they were already outside. [B]"Well I guess I am." [/B] _____ OOC: Hope its alright If I add your character in Blayze. How about a show, teachers![/SIZE]

[COLOR="DarkRed"][SIZE="1"][COLOR="Blue"][I][B]Protagonist~[/B][/I][/COLOR] [B]Name:[/B] Albel Nox [B]Age:[/B] 25 [B]Gender[/B]:Male [B]Planet[/B]: Elicoor II [B]Appearance:[/B] [I][U][URL="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d8/Abel1p.jpg"]Albel[/URL][/U][/I] [B]Bio:[/B] It's been a whole year of peace. Albel Nox has been a part of that peace. Since the end of the war, Albel returned to his home planet of Elicoor II. Not as Albel anymore because of his title, "Albel the Wicked'. He went under wraps, known as "The Hooded one' in Gaitt. A infamous Bounty Hunter, hired for his sword and his abilities in combat. His attitude towards people hasen't change much, though has a good relationship (if you call it that) towards Fayt. By saying that, calling Fayt "fool" every once and awhile. Despite being out for a year, his combat is still consider 'dangerous' and "suicidict" to fight him one-on-one combat.[/SIZE] Edit: I'll finish the rest and a villain later on[/COLOR]

Poor Sytherin. Only getting a handful of students from the sorting hat. I feel bad for them. At first Sandy I didn't know what to think of the girl who died in your post, but after thinking about it. I believe it's just going to make things easier for the transition of the main plot to unfold.

[SIZE="1"]Albert crossed his arms and laid on the surface of the table. The endless chatters came from every direction, Professor McGonagall began to start the traditional "Sorting of the houses". The old crumpy sorting hat was held firmly in her hand. Albert felt like it was just last year when that hat was placed gently on his head. At first, the hat had to pause because of the two decisions he had to choose for Albert... [I]4 years ago...[/I] The young boy trailed the large group of excited students that were ready to start their first year of Hogwarts. While the rest of students were jumping for joy and happiness, Albert was filled with depression and sorrowness. He didn't want to go to a school which took him away from his only true family, his uncle. He was afraid of losing him just how he lost his parents without evening knowing them. The alone eleven year old sighed as he crept along to keep up with the pack. They entered the great hall with a roar of the older students, who were already seated. The more students in their house, the better chances of getting the grande House Cup. The rather large crowd of first years gathered in front of a long wooden table that was made for the teachers to seat and have a look over the whole students in the hall. Professor McGonagall gave a long speech, something Albert wasn't paying any attention at all to her about. She finally sighed as she probably notice nearly half the students fell in a deep sleep. The headmistress quickly recieved the sorting hat from the caretaker, Argus Filch. [B] "Alright students. When I call your name, please step forward and I will place the Sorting Hat on you. Thus, selecting the house that matches the best for you." [/B]When Professor McGonagall finished, all the older students from each house gave a giant cheer. One by one, The Headmistress named of the students name as they were sorted into their houses with ease. [B]"Ravenclaw!"[/B] as the magical hat was placed on Rigel Rosier. [B]"Hufflepuff!" "Sytherin!" "Gryffindor!" [/B]Roared the hat, when placed onto Galatéa Mehtevas' head. [B]"Albert Randal."[/B] Spoke the Headmistress as she look from the scarlet list to the young boy that stood directly aline from her. Albert took a deep breath as he walked oddly to the stage. It was as if the crowd got extra quiet when his name echoed across the Great Hall. He took a seat on the black stole, staring at the hundreds of students, all staring back at him. The sorting hat was placed calmly onto his head, waiting it's usually instant decision. The Hat, however, did not make a sound. [B]"Ughh, another one of these 'two-way' students. Albert Randal, a boy who values courage and strength. Yet, patience and hard-working. Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. You don't get these very often..."[/B] Albert crossed his legs as he tried to look up at the Sorting Hat. Could he read his thoughts? How did he know that Albert supposily have these traits? It must be a form of mind-reading or something of that nature. His Uncle William use to tell him about these things. [B][I]Hello?[/I][/B] No answer... [B]"Oh, I'll just select a random one for you. Grffindor!!" [/B]The griffindor stood up and cheered for Albert as he, slightly confused, got off the stage and into the nearest vacant spot. The students around him gave him a pat on the back and a simple 'congratulations'. [B][I]The old memories of first year are good arn't they?[/I][/B] Albert opened his eyes to have Galatéa staring at him. He became sweaty quickly as he sat straight up to hear the Gryffindor table scream in joy for having their third straight first year in a row. Her eyes fixed onto his, trying to read Albert's expressions. [B]"I'm fine. Just dozed off."[/B] It was the voice again. That voice that's been haunting his very core every since he was born. What is his purpose for envading his mind? Or Is Albert merely creating an illusion of his older brother. If he wants death so badly, he should wait a couple more years until Albert is out of Hogwarts and out for revenge. The Sorting Hate finished it's yearlyphase of sorting Hogwart's students. The whole hall seemed please it was finally over, but Gryffindor was grateful for the amount of new students selected into the house. Professor McGongall said a rap of words before dismissing them to their Houses. Albert, Galatéa, and a few other 5th year Gryffindor's walked up the always-moving staircases. They arrived to the painting, giving the password to the old-fat lady in a whisper tone, (so no other students could hear). Entering the common room, they each took a place to sit while Albert procede to bed. [B]"Where are you going?" [/B]asked Galatéa. [B]"Bed. I'll see you tomorrow."[/B] He didn't turned to face her as he gave a wave from behind. Albert placed his pajamas on as he was alone in the boy's bedroom. He fell into bed, turning off his lamp with his wand before placing it on his small desk. He felt extremly tired from the long day, that was hard to keep his eyes open, until he remembered something that jolted him straight up into the air. [B]"Bloodly Hell! I have Professor Corvidae tomorrow morning!"[/B] OOC: Okay, I was anxious to get our classes started and also want to see a good game of Quidditch. You can post on what happen that night, but we're going to use the underground thread to control the classes and such. [/SIZE]

mm, yeah we'll have quidditch tryouts, but I don't think we should since more the half of everyone in this is already part of their quidditch teams. And Once you tryout, Im pretty sure you don't have to keep trying out every year.... ...Go Gryffindor!

[SIZE="1"]Albert listened carefully as Galatéa answered his random question. At first, it was just a thought that popped into his head and just wanted to pass up time, but the converation became serious when she asked him the same question to him. [B] "How about you, Albert? What made you want to take up Occlumency and Legilimency?"[/B] she asked, as she seemed curious to know the outcome of his own answer. What a day it's been for Albert. His uncle tells him to work hard on the Occlumency and Legilimency classes, and his big mouth had to ask Galatéa, why she joined the classes. Conversation backfires into Albert, once again, making him think on why his uncle said what he said at the platform that morning. [B]"well...um I don't know?" [/B]Galatéa began startled at his answer, as he began scratching his own head for the words to say. Should he tell her what really is going on? Maybe she could help? Albert shook his head, as he washed away that idea. There was no reason to ask her to help him understand something that could be tottally nothing. [B]"Oh...The same thing that you just said." [/B]He smiled weakly as she laid back in her sofa, seemingly disappointed that it was a grande story. [B]'Smooth Albert. Smooth."[/B] [CENTER][B]***[/B][/CENTER] Soon the afternoon turned into twilight. The sky was mixed with grey clouds of rain and the other half with red sun light, beaming for it's last breath. Albert and Galatéa had bought some snacks from the trolley while it was passing by a couple of hours ago. Ever since that question on why he choose to do Occlumency and Legilimency, they been silent to each other, only express a few hobbies they had and such. Small talk. The whole time she seemed to be thinking and staring out of the train window. Hopefully he didn't hurt her feelings on why he didn't answer the question truthfully. The Train bell echoed from a distant as to signal they were close to Hogsmeade Station. Albert and Galatéa got up to gather their things above them. The rain all of a sudden seemed to die down as the train was making its stretch to the station. Hopefully Hagrid would keep the 1st years under control unlike last time when Albert was nearly trampled to death when he was trying to get out of the hogwarts express. [B]"Hogsmeade Station! Have a nice year everyone!"[/B] Galatéa went first through the sliding door as Albert followed her through the hectic hallway. Albert began to see familiar faces from the other houses as they strolled out of the Train. [B]"All first ears' over ere's!"[/B] yelled Hagrid from the side of the train as the group of students unloded out of the door. Albert watched the first years as they raced each other to see who would reach Hagrid first. [B]"You ready?" [/B]He asked Galatéa as the older students made their way to the carriages, for the ride to Hogwarts.[/SIZE]