Valen

Here are two different versions of the banner... anything you would like different?

A'ight bro, here's V2 of the banner. The background might need to be changed, depending on whatever you think. Well, here it is... (BannerV1 included)

[color=teal]"um... yeah... about that... My name is Sen." [i]he told Alphiya in a low toned voice. [/i]"I've been looking for you fo a while now... but I cannot stay long... I trust I shall see you again soon." [i]With that, he got up and turned to walk away when he was stopped by Alphiya.[/i][/color]

Hmmm, that sounds good. Lol, thanks James!

This was just an idea that I had a while ago but never really got to talk to James about it... How about an RPG hack or something along those lines(shop hack?) for the next update? It would raise member interaction with the forums and it has been shown to be very fun, in my opinion. So how about it?

What about Barra? You've seen the site lol. He's good at making the CPs and such, so maybe you could talk to him about something like that... he might do it.

[color=teal][color=teal][i]Sen stood in the shadows behind a tree and watched Alphiya carefully and wondered about what would happen if she would fall to the hands of the "other" party. [b]If she really [i]is[/i] the one...[/b] he thought to himself as he shivered at the thought.[/color] [b]then she could really... wow.[/b] He turned back and pressed himself against the oak tree's rough bark just moments before Alphiya looked his way. [b]Phew... close call.[/b] His mind ran as quickly as if he were in the prime of one of his sugar rushes. [/color] [color=#008080]Sen climbed the tree to get a better view of the action and to listen in on some conversation. He looked around for a branch that would give him a good enough hiding spot, and he found it. It was a branch that led right above everyone. As he climbed out to that branch, he saw a squirrel that also saw him and was not too happy with him climbing in its tree. The squirrel lunged at him just as he reached the hiding spot. His hand flew up to block the squirrel, but as he did so, his other hand lost grip on the branch and he fell through the trees and landed right into the middle of the group on his back.[/i][/color] [color=#008080]"Umm... hello....:sweat: " [i]Sen said to the group, hand behind his head.[/i][/color]

What's the storyline? Your character seems to be good, but what's the main motive here? lol But if you'd like, I can help you vamp up the story a bit?

[font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]Sorry it took me so long, the comp went down for a couple of days... anyway, as promised...[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue] [/color][/font] [color=blue][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Name:[/b] Sen[/font][/color] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue] [/color][/font] [color=blue][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Age:[/b] Looks to be around 19[/font][/color] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue] [/color][/font] [color=blue][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Race:[/b] Appears to be human... for the most part.[/font][/color] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue] [/color][/font] [color=blue][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Appearance:[/b] [/font][/color] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]Sen is 5'8" with jet black hair and almost ghostly pale skin. His hair flows to the middle of his back tied back with a crimson rope in a 3-inch long criss-cross pattern. His icy blue eyes seem to glow whenever someone looks into them. He usually wears a white long-sleeved shirt covered by a plain black T-shirt. His tattered blue jeans show that he has been through enough for this lifetime. The combat boots that he wears also appear to be tattered a bit, but nothing a little work can't fix...[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue][b]Bio:[/b][/color][/font] [color=blue][font=Comic Sans MS]Sen had been looking for a girl named Alphiya for some time now. He searched parks, malls, anywhere a young girl would be. Nothing. He almost gave up the search when he bumped into her walking down the street. "[i]Hello there little one," Sen said in a dreamy voice. Alphiya is startled. "Hello," she whispers her ears resting on her head. "What is the matter?" "I'm searching for something." "For what?" "My memories." "Hm...then your the one I've been looking for," he said smiling. "What do you mean?" "You'll see," he said as he walked away fading into the shadows. [/i][/font][/color]

Name: Damien Ssinssrigg-Dos Age: 17 Chosen Magicka: Earth Personality: Damien is a very laid-back person. Nothing gets to him in terms of physical unease. Though he does have one weakness, and that's his heart. He is usually very distant from others, but those who he holds close, he'll protect and die for if need be, sometimes without thought. Weapons: A pair of Sai with hilts made of a diamond-plated titanium-steel alloy and reinforced grip with black leather around the hilt. He has named his sai "Shinkoru" and "Eve." Bio: [i][b]Beep... Beep... Beep... Be--crash.[/b] [/i]The sound of plastic being smashed against the wall could be heard down the hallway. Sunlight peeked into a teenager's room, only to look upon a bed with a sleeping boy that looks to be no more than 17... but there was something different about this boy. Ever since he could remember he loved rocks and chemistry.. If he had the choice of playing with multi-colored rocks and quartz crystals or going to the playground to play with his friends, he would always choose to be around the crystals and rocks. When he was eleven, he fell asleep in a bed of crystals behind his house and had a dream that he was fighting off something when a big boulder came and knocked the creature out cold. Since then he has had recurring nightmares of that same thing. Now he finds himself waking up in an academy where he can learn what these dreams mean and why [i]he[/i] was chosen out of everyone there is in this world.

[font=Comic Sans MS][color=darkolivegreen][size=2][b]Name: [/b]Valen "Sia" McKennitt [/size][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=#556b2f][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=darkolivegreen][b]Age:[/b] 1405[/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2][/size][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2][b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Shadow:[/b] Squall [b]Appearance: [/b]Sia stands a mere 5'9" and wears black jeans with a belt, his shoes are combat boots and his shirt is a black, silky short-sleeved, button up shirt that has celtic knottery embroidered around the seams. [b]Weapons?: [/b]A katana with a feather-shaped hilt. The katana's blade is an emerald green with a diamond edge blessed by the wind itself. [b]Personality:[/b] He's very calm and at peace with himself and others around him. The death of his aunt and his own "death" didn't bother him anymore... rather, he longs to protect the things he loves and holds dear... until you get him mad, then he's the complete opposite. [b]Bio:[/b] Valensia was once a young lad in the backstreets of Claire, Ireland. He used to love hanging out with his aunt Loreena on the shores of Claire. The waves would break against his stubby legs and they both would laugh. One day, that all changed. The first actual civil war in Ireland broke out that day. His aunt was killed in the spray of bullets because she was protecting Valensia. [/size][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2]The next year, the fightin[/size][/color][/size][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2]g calmed and many were left dead, or close to dying. Before this all happend, his aunt had taught him to ask the wind for assistance whenever needed and if she was ever gone, she would hear it and come. He asked for the wind to bring his aunt back. Like promised, she appeared. [/size][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=#556b2f][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2][/size][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2]"Aunt, please don't leave me again! The bad fighting is over and you can come back!" Sia told her with tears in his innocent eyes. She just looked him in those child-like eyes and put a hand on his cheek, and he knew that she would have to return "home" in time[/size][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=#556b2f][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=#556b2f]She just smiled and gave him a dagger and informed him how to use it to call on her when he needed her. The wind began to pick up as her body vanished into his though the wind. [/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=#556b2f][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=#556b2f]Years later, he forged that dagger into a katana and joined in the civil war. He used the wind as his attacking force and won most of the battles... most. The Briggie General McClain used fire as his weapon of choice. The hut that Sia was staying in was burned by BGen McClain and sia was later killed, only to find that his body did not die. Instead, he became one with the wind even moreso than he had been before.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2][/size][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=2][color=#556b2f][/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=1][color=darkolivegreen][size=2] [/size][/color][/size][/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue] [i]The loud bell rang to dismiss class, a long awaited time for Sia, for that sound meant that school was officially out for the day and he could go back to work, where the fun began. He walked down the stairs that nobody seemed to notice were full of blood... human blood. Dismissing this as a school administration problem, he continued on his way through the stairwell doors only to find the room 206's door open with a blood scent coming from within. He glanced in to see Eric in battle with some odd-looking creature. Knowing that Eric could hold his own, and he had to get to work soon, he decided to leave and him handle it.[/i][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]What a disaster this place has become... [i]He thought to himself with disgust as he turned the corner to leave the building... The place had become a disgusting place for a student to be, well with all the new... students.[/color][/font][/i] [i][font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]He glared at the sun from the doorway and raised his left hand to sheild his eyes from the fading sunlight. He took a deep breath and faced the late evening light with a brisk walk down the stone ramp and hung a right to head to the gates of the school, when something caught his eye over in the yard where the bike rack was on side of the building. It was none other than Eric kicking the creature down without breaking a sweat.[/i] For once I'll beat Eric to the shop[i], he thought with great pride, for this would be the first time he would ever beat Eric to work. Upon ariving at the gates, he noticed the difference in the way the town moved, everything had slown down since he was taken, but he hadn't really noticed it until just recently. His eyes wondered toward the sky as an F/A-18 roared overhead at blinding speed, even to a vampire. After a few seconds had passed, he decided to see just how fast he could get to the shop.[/color][/font][/i] [i][font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]In a leap he was on his way passing through traffic and people walking on the sidewalk without them noticing his presence. He arrived at his place of employment, B&B, in a matter of seconds. He came up to the door and gave it a pull. Locked. He peered inside at what was once his favorite place to be, for on his lunch break he would go out into the library area and read books like [/i]The Vampire Chronicles [i]by Anne Rice, or other vampire novels such as [/i]The Marsh Vampire (and Other haunting tales)[i] by various authors in New Orleans, the voodoo capital of the world, where his dreams of owning a plantation in the old days of New Orleans, particularly in what is now the French Quarter, were reawakened with the sudden finding of an old diary of a slavedriver and plantation owner from New Orleans.[/color][/font][/i] [i][font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]He pulled out a key that had a penticle on it and inserted it into the lock. He turned the lock to the left and unlocked the lock with a clank. He quietly walked into the bookstore and locked the door behind him. He headed straight for the darkest area and tried to get some rest, for he had a long walk to the shop. He sat there with a book randomly chosen from the shelves around him and decided to wait for Eric or his other co-worker to get there.[/i][/color][/font]

Penguin: "You voted for WHO?!!?!?!?!" Dog: "Er... you?" --or-- Penguin: "Eat At Joe's... ...Or Else, B-tch!" (-Chaos)

[font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]Looks like a good one...[/color][/font] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Name:[/b] Sia Kamigawa[/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Age:[/b] 17[/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Gender:[/b] Male[/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Friend:[/b] His sister, Danielle.[/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Appearance:[/b] [/font][/color] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]Sia is 5'8" with dark brown hair. His eyes have a crystalline pattern of brown and hazel around the pupil, almost like a sunburst. His usual attire is black jeans with a thin, black button-up, short-sleeve shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a white, v-neck short-sleeve undershirt. His shoes of choice are combat boots, but they never looked right with his choice of clothing, so he just sticks with black, lace up shoes.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#000080][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#000080]Danielle is 5'7" with crimson hair. Her eyes also have the crystalline pattern, but they are purple with light blue around the pupils. Her thin figure is complemented by her usually black leather pants without a belt, skin-tight, black shirt with black fishnet going down to her wrists and around the base of her thumb, and black boots with the heels about an inch off the ground. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#000080][/color][/font] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Race:[/b] Vampire[/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Grade/Occupation:[/b] Junior (11th)/ Coffee Shop Guru[/font][/color] [color=navy][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Bio:[/b] When Sia Kamigawa was a young lad, his parents abandoned him and left him to fend on his own as his training for the future, for they thought he would be someone to be a leader of sorts... it was found out later to be a sad misconception. His parents abandoning him only made him more aggressive and paranoid when it comes to relationships with other people. [/font][/color] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]His elementary school years went terrible. He was always being picked on by bullies, teachers, and everyone around him. This led him to be a cold-hearted person by third grade. In fourth, he finally got the guts to stand up for himself. He was immediately introduced to the pale green lockers that nobody used anymore. That was his first real taste of what it meant to be hated. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]Sixth and Seventh went the same way. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]His eighth grade year is where things started to turn around. HE came in contact with his sister that he never thought he had and she took care of him for a while by watching over him annd helping him through the tough times, as he did for her. They were inseparable, until sophmore year came in high school when she moved away against her will and went to another school.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]Since then, he has only seen her every new year and on their birthdays, and that's about it. On their last meeting, their love for eachother went to a different level. Danielle took him under her wing and showed him the ropes of the world around them, how to use herbs to his advantage, and the wonders of the night life. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]One night, around July 3, something about his sister had changed. He could sense that she wasn't the sister he once knew... but something different... She had asked him to come over again so they could see each other for a while before she had to move yet again against her will. He went over, only to find that she had been injured, or so it seemed. Her arm was bleeding from her elbow and looked to be in much pain. He ran up to her and hugged her, hoping and wishing that she wasn't really hurt. That was the moment when she told him "Bro, thanks for everything... I love you." and sank her teeth into his neck. His body went limp in her arms as he closed his eyes and let her take him. She lay his body on the couch and allowed him to live beyond death. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]He awoke very groggy and weak from the night before and began to notice that things were different. He noticed that his scars were now gone, he didn't have any signs of the incidents when he was younger, and best thing is, he would never lose his ability to see in the dark. This made him somewhat glad, and, on the other hand, somewhat scared. He had heard all the myths about this. Crosses, Holy Water, Sunlight, the usual things that would kill one of his kind.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]"Sh. It's over brother." she told him with a loving whisper. "You are now one of my kind. A Vampire." Her voice trailed off into the darkness of the room as she went to find him a cloak of sorts.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]"This... sis... why? Why me? I'm nothing to this world." He told her in a depressed tone. His hands beginning to shake.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]"You wanted to right the wrongs that were done to you, did you not?" She called to him, soudning delighted that her brother could now get the wish that he had been wishing since he was first bullied at school.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]"Yeah, but...-"[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]"Hush," she put a finger to his lips, "you must be hungry."[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=navy]"Well, now that you mention it..."[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=slategray][b][edit]Since my sister is going through her teen-midlife crisis at this point, she will not be joining us, so I added her description...[/edit][/b][/color][/font]

I think I understand what is being said here... all customs do is make more trouble for party A to help out party B, whether it be karmic (is that a word?) or just relieving them of their hardships they face at present (opening the door for the old lady that is carrying bags of whatever). The two choices of do or don't both have consequences that if you choose: do: you'll be burdened a little, but show no disrespect and things of the sort, or don't: you'll not be burdened by the silly gestures that can make or break a (possible) friendship, but people will usually frown upon you for not doing it. That's what I'm getting from it, but I'd say that if someone wants to observe a custom, they should be prepared and not act with resistance toward the one(s) that didn't return their gesture or observe their custom with them.

[size=1][b][size=1][font=comic sans ms][color=royalblue]Name:[/color][/font][/size][/b][size=1][font=comic sans ms][color=royalblue] Vahn N. Cernunnos [b]Age:[/b] 24 [b] Gender:[/b] Male [b] Occupation: [/b]Gamer/Hacker/Coffee Shop Server [b] Appearance:[/b] Black on black with white topping. Short white hair, olive skin, and dark black eyes decorate Vahn's complexion. He wears clothes reminiscent of Brandon Lee's "The Crow", that is, tight black t-shirts, tight black leather pants, black leather jackets, and black fingernail polish. He also wears combat boots, a spiked choker, and carries a pair of sai in his belt for "emergencies". [b] Personality: [/b]Wicca-fan all the way, Vahn is the kind of guy who believes Death is the hottest goth chick ever. Those who know him label him as an annoying motherf*cker, and it's true in almost every sense of the world. He lives to make his best friend, Grant's life a living hell, while improving it at the same time. Vahn never gives up, and he's hell on wheels when it comes to video games and disliking Grant's choice in women. Common line: "So who's the ***** who treats you like THEIR ***** now?" [b] Bio: [/b] Vahn met Grant and Michael in detention during high school, and all three hit it off. Vahn was the annoying, ever-present gamer friend that nobody could help but like. As time wore on, though, his friendship with the two became cemented, and he cares for the depressed Grant as though he were his own brother. Though he steadily disapproves of his performance with women, often quoting lines like "Damn, man, her claws were SHARP this time" or "Abuse hotlines would have a field day with you, mano." He worries constantly about his friends. Though his job at the Coffee Cottage and his side-job hacking for a popular group of websites keeps him relatively busy, he saves his weekends for Grant and Michael.[/color][/font][/size] [/size]

[size=1][color=navy][b]Name:[/b] Vahn[/color][/size] [size=1] [color=navy][b]Age:[/b] 17 [/color] [color=navy][b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Appearance:[/b] A picture or a good description, please. [b]Weapon:[/b] [/color] [color=navy][u]melee[/u]: [/color] [color=navy]---[u]Isis Dagger[/u]--- passed down in Vahn's family for ages. He just recently became the recipient of the dagger due to his father's death. [/color] [color=navy][u]ranged[/u]: Crossbow- dual-shot action![/color] [color=navy]Bio: His background is unknown to him since he changed his ways[/color][/size]

[font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]A strange feeling came over Hoshi as the grin on his face faded. Was this...joy, or was it just anxiety of his brother becoming closer to the awakening? His senses so high, but it was time to let Koryu rest up for his next big day of... "fun." Hoshi withdrew his long sword in the manner as an ancient Kenshin would after he delivered the final broad-sided slash at his opponent's shoulder, then turned to face the moonlit desert. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff]Hoshi: Sleep well, grasshopper. Tomorrow we learn more. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff]Hoshi raised his head only to be welcomed by Koryu standing in front of him, blade pointed to Hoshi's throat. Hoshi smirked at this. "It seems your love for the fight has returned." he thought as he stared at Koryu. Koryu returned the smirk and leapt backward in a fighter stance. His stance seemed to just say "come and get me, old lech," and Hoshi did just that.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=black](OOC: "Evil Festival" (Lu Bu's theme from Dynasty Warriors 4) for the next part)[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]Hoshi ran at Koryu at a rather slow rate, only twice the speed of light. Koryu easily countered with a backslash to Hoshi's gut. Hoshi picked up the pace with a quick slash to Koryu's upper torso, but was blocked by Koryu's blade. The two traded blows in a rather uniform fashion. It looked more like a fencing match, well with Koryu on the offensive slashing and jabbing while Hoshi blocked and parried. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff]Koryu leapt at Hoshi ready to swipe at his head when Hoshi countered with an upward slash that threw Koryu off balance. He took this opportunity to step back for a moment to regain his concentration. After regaining his concentration, his eyes went into a slit as he charged at Koryu with his blade extended behind him. Upon reaching Koryu he brought the hilt into Koryu's chest, then landed a roundhouse kick to his left side. Hoshi leapt backward, doing a midair flip and landed on his feet, his back facing Koryu.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff]Hoshi: Now then, sleep. We train more tomorrow.[/color][/font]

OOC: Sorry I'm late... IC: [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]Hoshi Omigami thought that his former brother was ready to know the truth, but something in the back of his mind kept nagging at him to not tell a soul about this, but rather bring him to his next training area... after a little fun that is.[/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=blue]Hoshi grabbed the hilt of his blade that he dubbed "Hoshiko" without taking his eyes off of the snoozing Koryu. He charged at Koryu at a blinding speed, the friction of the air against Hoshiko causing the air around it to freeze instantly, while the sand of the desert was left to thaw over the years to come. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=#0000ff]As he ran, he realized that if Koryu had any chance of waking up, it would be within the next couple of seconds. His eyes slanted as he brought Hoshiko just above Koryu's head, leaving him a nice trail of iced air dropping icicles onto his head. Koryu began to get a smirk on his face as the blade stopped right above his chest. Hoshi noticed that something wasn't quite right....[/color][/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue]Alright alright, I'm here... let's get this party started![/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Name:[/b] Hoshi Omigami. [/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Apparent Age:[/b] 27 [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Eyes:[/b] Cystal Blue. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Hair:[/b] White with a slight tint of blue. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Sex:[/b] Male. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Elemental Affinity:[/b] Ice [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Race:[/b] Half Elf [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Class:[/b] Storm Class Sorcorer [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Primary Weapon:[/b] Hoshiko, the "Snow Child" blade. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue]The crystalline blade extends to 39 inches(a longsword) from hilt to tip and looks like a shard of thinned out ice broken off of a glacier. The nine-inch hilt is made of titanium wrapped in three layers of stained brown leather, leaving just enough room for Hoshi's hand to grip it. The pommel is a crystal with streams of pure gold going around the crystal, holding it into place. The sheath is made of crimson-stained cherrywood with runes of the gods that would now be considered "ancient." [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Secondary Weapons:[/b] A well-stocked supply of Throwing Knives. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Spells:[/b] [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][i][u](Ice) Ice Typhoon:[/i][/u] A hail of frozen blades surround the opposition in a whirlwind of deadly ice. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][i][u](Ice) Frost:[/i][/u] A simple focus of energy that drops the temperature to whatever the user wishes. Can freeze water. Permanently. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][i][u](Ice) Glacier Armor:[/i][/u] A coat on nigh-unbreakable armor coats the user's body and weapons in a seamless suit, disregarding mobility as an issue. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][/color][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][i][u](Lightning) Thor's Hammer:[/i][/u] A powerful spell that causes and earthquake that sends arcs of lightning lancing through the opposition. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][i][u](Rain) Breathless:[/i][/u] The user forces water into the lungs of a target his hands rest on, effectively drowning said target. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Appearance:[/b] I'll get a picture of his human form up as soon as I can get to my laptop. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Personality:[/b] Hoshi is mischievous to a fault. Even in Asgard, he could not resist taking potshots on his own brothers, often pulling awful pranks on them. Though he is mischievous by nature, Hoshi is a very, very loyal person and would give his very life for his brothers, as his own brother did long ago. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue][b]Apparent Biography:[/b] Hoshi has spent the last seventeen years watching over his reborn brother, aware of the capabilities resting within him. As such, he took the child and began to teach the young Koryu all about martial arts and weapons styles. Koryu's memory seemed to begin to return, at least to his body. As it was once said, memories fade, but the muscles never forget. So it was as Hoshi watched Koryu pass into manhood with full knowledge of his skills. [/color][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][color=royalblue]Hoshi became concerned when Koryu began manifesting his rain god powers too soon for him to learn to use them effectively on his own, and so Hoshi sent him to learn from Undine. Upon Koryu's return, Hoshi took him to the desert, where Koryu is currently developing a "new" martial art to encompass his powers and half-blindness, completely unaware that he is redeveloping his own forgotten style from long ago, before he lost his life to the now-stirring Torrasque.[/color][/font]

[COLOR=#33ooCC][I]In the shadows lurked Shizen, undetected by this quick-moving vampire, coming back home from what seemed to be a very long night. The vampire slammed into Shizen, just as he turned the corner of the hallway.[/I] "(...)" [I]Shizen glared at this vampire that looked... familiar. Shizen's glance became more noticable as he overlooked this vampire. He backed away in shock. It couldn't be. Not this human[/I]. "(You're... I killed you!)" [I]Shizen's thoughts echoed through out the house.[/I] [I]The vampire glared back, not saying a word as he passed by Shizen, trying not to be noticed, but a little too late for that one. But Shizen's vampire sense told him that there was something different about this one... something... better. [/I] "(You... I remember now... It was about a hundred years ago... You were that nobleman that I did away with... quite delicious in fact.)" [I]Shizen thought as he stared in amazement, but began to follow this "vampire."[/I] "SHIZEN!!!!" [I]An all-too-familiar voice called out from down the stairway. [/I] "WAIT UP!" [I]The voice called again. Arden ran up the stairs after Shizen and the "Vampire." [/I] "So! Who's your new friend? C'mon! Do tell!" "(It's --)" "--Nobody." [I]Arden finished for him in a display of either being around Shizen too long, or just for the hell of annoying Shizen even more. [/I] "Haha, but seriously... who [I]was[/I] that? I've never seen him around here..."[/COLOR]

Shizen and Satsuki continued to walk down the narrow, white hall. Shizen looked quite annoyed, but was doing his best to hide it around the new comer. She noticed that he was trying too hard and decided to break the silence. "So, Shizen, does he always [i]have[/i] to follow you like that and be [i]that[/i] annoying to you?" She asked in a playful tone, awaiting a response that would lighten the mood. Hopefully. "(Yeah... and he does get quite annoying. I don't know why I tolerate him really....)" Shizen thought about this for a moment, and knowing she couldn't exactly hear him, he nodded slightly and sighed... Then a smirk crept upon his face. Satsuki took a step back, only to have Arden bump into her at full speed, sending her flying into Shizen. Shizen, being instinctively quick, put his arms out to catch her. She landed in his arms, but not without Arden giving Shizen one of those all-knowing looks. Shizen let go of Satsuki after she caught her balance again, then returned the look, only, more evil. Arden took this opportunity to giggle and amuse himself with the fact that Shizen actually hugged a girl, even though it was purely accidental and unintentional, but he knew he was in for it when they got back. "(Arden, why don't you go help Yuto clean up, no?)" Shizen thought with a hint of annoyance. "Awww, why? Do you two want to be left alone?" Arden almost giggled himself to death...again at this. He was amusing himself and having quite the good time at Shizen's expense. "(NOW!!!!!)" The thought echoed through everyone's mind as Shizen's eyes seemed to glow a yellowish tenge. Arden turned to go, but was greeted by Yuto, who didn't look too pleased. "Arden, leave Shizen alone, and Ms. Satsuki, have a good night sleep. We start early tomorrow. Good night. Oh, and Shizen... lower your thought level a bit. You don't want Wakusei to come barging in here and wake the young woman, now do you?" Shizen didn't answer. "...I thought so. Now, as I was saying, we start early tomorrow. I shall take my leave now. Arden! You come with me." Yuto gave Shizen a nod and turned to go back to the lab, but not before grabbing Arden by the back of the neck and dragging him along. "I thank you, but I must get to bed. Thank you again, Shizen. See you in the morning!" Satsuki told him with a weird happiness in her voice, more relief to have Arden out of her hair. Shizen returned with a nod and a smile and went back.

The thin crescent moon shone down on Shizen and Yuto as they walked across the small field to the labratory that they were instructed by Wakusei to report to. "(So... what exactly can [i]we[/i] do to help this... girl in her research?)" Shizen wondered as he stared at the labratory, hesitant to enter. Something inside him was telling him that this was not a good idea. "HEY! GUYS!" A voice cried from the building that the two had just left. Yuto and Shizen looked back. "... Who invited him?" Yuto asked in a very disgruntled voice. "(Not me.)" Shizen replied telepathically. "WAIT FOR ME!" It was none other than Arden, Shizen's overly-friendly 'friend'. He finally caught up to the two, who were still standing there. "Let's go!" "(I'm going to regret this...)" Shizen thought as he opened the doors to the lab, revealing a pitch black area. Something was not right.

[size=2][color=blue]Shizen didn't look too pleased with what was going on. As Arden pounded, Shizen blinked and was about to throw him off, when a sudden burst of energy came from Arden, sending Shizen flying across the floor and ending up up-side-down against the wall on the opposite side of the room.[/color][/size] [size=2][color=#0000ff]"([color=darkred]...Fine, I'll get up... geez...[/color])" Shizen thought to himself as Arden beamed that he was able to complete his task and live to see another day. [/color][/size] [size=2][color=#0000ff]"...About time, you old lech." Arden joked as he helped Shizen up, It was time to go see what all the fuss was about form Wakusei, who had been telling Shizen to wake up through telepathy. Shizen sent Arden to stay outside the door for a while, whilst he "changes."[/color][/size] [size=2][color=#0000ff]The door slammed behind Arden. He waited outside the door for at least ten more minutes. "Wait... Shizen never changes his clothes! SHIZEN! Wakusei is going to have your head for this one, not mine!" Arden argued as he opened the door. Arden's eyes went wide with amazement, yet not really unbelieving. Shizen was [u]asleep[/u] again.[/color][/size] [size=2][color=#0000ff]"...Oh I give up. You win, you old dolt. I'm out of here." Arden said sadly as he turned to face the door. Shizen's eyes opened a little as he smirked in amusement. Finally, it would be payback time. [/color][/size] [size=2][color=#0000ff]Without making a sound, Shizen had crawled off of he cot and got into a pouncing stance. He leapt like a cheeta towards Arden, fangs out. Arden turned around just seconds before impact. Arden's eyes closed abruptly as he ducked out of the way of Shizen. Shizen passed right over Arden and landed behind the scared one. Shizen smirked and gave Arden a wink as he walked down the hallway.[/color][/size] [size=2][color=#0000ff]"I... I wasn't...Scared..." Arden stuttered as Shizen continueds to walk along the long hall.[/color][/size] [size=2][color=#0000ff]Shizen nodded and chuckled inside. "([color=darkred]Suuuure... haha... got him back. Now, to see what Wakusei wants... Joy.[/color])" Shizen thought to himself as he entered the main hall that led to Wakusei's room, if a room is what you'd call it.[/color][/size]

[size=2]OOC: Hai, I thank thee, Onee-San. *bows*[/size] [center][size=2][/size][/center] [center][size=2][color=darkolivegreen][i][b]Shizen...[/b][/i][/color][/size][/center] [size=2]Shizen stayed there, staring at the hyperactive bugger that lay in a hunting stance, one that a lion would go into when it has found what it was looking for--it's prey. [i][color=darkred]What did I do to deserve to be woken up by Arden? Of all the[/color][/i]-- His thoughts were cut short as Arden leapt onto Shizen's back, still yelling for him to get up.[/size] [center][size=2][color=darkolivegreen][b][i]Shizen... Wake up...[/i][/b][/color][/size][/center] [size=2]Shizen's eyes grew to slits as his annoyance level arose as his arms flew behind him, grabbing Arden by the neck, and throwing him across the room. Arden went flying towards the wall. [/size] [size=2]Just moments before his face met the wall, he did a sumersault that allowed him to regain his stance as he landed in the same position as before.[/size] [size=2]"Get up!" Arden warned as he prepared himself to take anoter leap. "NOW~~~~~~~~~!" Arden yelled as he flew towards Shizen's left ear. He landed on Shizen's lower back and proceeded to pound on Shizen's head.[/size] [center][size=2][color=darkolivegreen][b][i]This is your final warning... There are big plans that you are a part of...[/i][/b][/color][/size][/center] [center][/center] [center]OOC: Sorry it's short; I'll edit tomorrow, or if someone else posts, I'll just post the rest of this later. It's late and I must get to bed. Sorry.[/center]