Nyxian

 Sign Up:                 Name: Xander Sakujii                   Age: 19                   Personality: Xander is very kindhearted and loyal, though he is standoffish and shy. He will fight to the death to protect his friends, risking all to save the few. He has very little experience with the rest of the world, so he sees it through the eyes of a VERY optimistic child.                   Appearance: [attachment=15383:IMG_7789986328781.jpeg]                          Element: Darkness, Space ,and Time                         Summon: Obsidian, "Sidi" for short                         Summon Appearance(normal): [attachment=15385:astonishing-white-gryphon-fantasy-wallpaper.jpg]                                        Summon Personality: Sidi is very protective of her cub, as she refers to Xander. She is extremely loyal and trusting, and is very friendly to those that pose no threat to Xander. She is extremely popular amongst the children, and glad to see the joy on their faces just by her sitting with them.                        Summon Appearance(travel): [attachment=15384:c4eabda6fa8c91b4e6bc6c56edbde026-d5k2js8.png]                     Background: Xander was always protected from the rest of the world by an over protective father. This does not mean that he is unaware of how to fight, he just isn't used to interacting with other people. He spent much of his childhood training in every conceivable fighting style his father knew. When he wasn't training, he spent his time in the forest near his village, learning how to survive on his own with limited supplies. As he was foraging for food one night, looking for the sweet berries he knew only grew at night, he was attacked by a pack of Night Mares, who chased him into a cave. He soon found that he was trapped inside with no weapons as that was part of this particular training. As he resigned himself to his fate, he felt something inside him blossom. He opened his eyes to find that he was suddenly outside the cave. He took as little time as he could trying to understand how that happened before he ran away before  the Mares had his scent again. As he ran across a clearing filled with moonlight, he stopped in the center as he felt something in the back of his mind tell him he was surrounded again. "Looks like this is the end then", he said as he prepared himself to try to fight as best as he could through the sudden fear that filled his veins. °Not if I can help it° said a soft and musical voice in his mind. Suddenly what looked a large falcon dropped out of the sky and tore open one of the Mares as it swooped low before returning to the sky. After a few more swooping attacks the Mares fled, preferring prey that didn't fight back so much. The falcon then landed softly near Xander, showing itself to be a beautifully white Griffin. °I am Obsidian. You may call me Sidi. I am your guardian. The Creator sent me to get you° said that musical voice again. *that was last week* thought Xander as he said goodbye to his father and headed down the path that led out of the village and into his as of yet unknown destiny, Sidi swooping overhead before coming to a landing and, after Xander got on, taking to the sky again in a mighty and graceful leap.

Reality Realms Character sign-ups.   Name: Nyxix   Age: 145   Gender: Male   Race: Incubus   Appearence: [attachment=15381:Goth_Anime_Boy_answer_6_xlarge.jpg]     Height: 6' 0"     Weight: 120lbs.     Body Type: Slim and Athletic    SkinTone: Golden Honey    Hair Color: Blue    Hair Length: Medium    Eye Color: Piercing Blue   Character Personality: Nyxix tends to be a bit of an hard one to describe as he can go from talking pleasently to one character to yelling at them in a harsh and commanding tone. For the most part, he tends to be quiet and let his actions do the talking for him. He is not afraid to help those who ask for it, even if they are the "enemy". He is no pushover however, he knows when to put his foot down and stand firm in every decision he makes. He has been know to work with other players, but for the most part, he is alone. He also has been known to offer training and guidence to the newer players and even those who want to increase their skills and abilities.   Class Type: Marksman   Level: Beta Level 20   Starting Realm: Atlantian Ark   Weapons: Long Bow, Recurve Bow, and twin broad swords when the action gets close.   Magicka Abilities: Low level fire magic, used to set up campfires. Also has low level Healing, which allows him to heal minor wounds.   Finishing Move(s): Merciful Rain. He launches what remains of his arrows high into the air before he rushes forward and sweeps the feet out from under the foe. he then leaps back as the arrows come falling back, covering an area of five feet in diameter. Nothing within that area is left alive or free of arrows.   Real life sign ups. (This is what you look like out of Reality Realms game. Not what you actually look like in real life. This can mean your game character looks like you or not.)   Name: Sarah Xanders   Age: 19   Gender: Female   Appearence: [attachment=15382:Anime Twins.jpg] (Hint the female on the left)   Personality: Sarah is what you would call very friendly and bubbly. She is very loyal to her friends and has a tendency to get inot many fights protecting what she calls family, which is basically her friends and the bullied. She does tend to seem pretty stupid to those that don't know her well.   Job: Sarah works with her brother (the one standing next to her in the pic) at his kendo school as an teacher's aid and as the schools nurse since she took lessons from her parents, who were both doctors. She also takes some classes there as well to act as the eyes and ears for her Headmaster brother.

that's fine with me. I'm trying to get used to the site, so the wait is a good chance for me to get used to the layout. thanks to you both for letting me in.

Mind if I take Umeki? Though I would use a nickname like Ume.

I hope this rp is still going on.   Name: Alexander "Ale" Sanders.   Age: 19   Appearance: [attachment=15379:595994117092151.jpg]   Demon Appearance: [attachment=15380:th_ShadowWarrior4-1.jpg]   Personality: Ale is considered to be rude and "extremely shy" as his idiot of a therapist wrote down in his report to the school he was supposed to go to. In reality, he just tries to avoid as much contact with others as possible as he finds them too fake, preferring to play video games, listen to his music, and sleep. He is a smoker by choice and doesn't like authority figures. Once you get past all this, however, he is very loyal and protective of those who can get past his defenses.   Weapons: he is highly skilled with ranged weapons, but is usually equipped with twin broadswords, a long bow and a varying assortment of throwing knives.   Powers: he is in a bit of a trouble here as he received powers from deadbeat drunkard his father, who was the half demon spawn of Hectate, the Queen of witches. Because of this, he has the power of psychokinesis, albeit on a low level. It's strength grows the angrier he gets. He also has the ability to control and bend the shadows to his will and cloak himself in darkness from his birth mother.   Demonic Parent: Nyx, the goddess of night. [attachment=15378:tumblr_static_nyx_by_a_u_r_e_l.jpg]

Name: Aaron Alexander Andrews, "Scout"'to friends Age: 19 Gender: Male Appearance: [attachment=15376:595994117092151.jpg] he looks very much like the picture, except unlike most dhampher, he has the fangs of a full blooded vampire thanks to his own mother being a Dhampher herself. Fangs which he has never been able retract. His usual outfit looks similar to the male leather armor: [attachment=15377:3-5_concept_armor01.jpg] Ability: Scout has the ability to bend light to his will. Although most people believe that this is his only ability, that is my true. His control allows him to absorb the light  in a targeted area and turn it into raw power which can then be used to attack his enemy or heal his allies. He also has blood control, although it is only limited to his own blood, which he can turn into any weapon he chooses. Because of this ability and his dhampher nature, he can be completely drained of his blood and still survive.  Snippet: Scout looked across the street to the store he was supposed to working at. He then glanced down at his watch. "So much for being on time" he muttered as he started across the street only to be blown back by an unseen force. "What the **** was that?!" He asked as his reflexes saved him from a painful landing by twisting in midair to land lightly on the side of the building  he otherwise would've been thrown into. He glanced around the street for the source of the explosions and groaned to himself as he spotted a lone figure standing in the wreckage that was once the store he worked at. "Well this day just got worse" he said as he recognized the figure as a vamp in the midst of a blood rage. He quickly brought his right hand to his mouth and dragged his thumb a cross the point of one of his fangs, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. At the scent of fresh blood, the vamp zeroed in on Scout, who by this time had turned the liquid pour in  out of his thumb into a katana. "Ready to go back to the depths of hell, a**hole?" He asked as he prepared himself for the rush he knew was coming. He was I'd fast enough as he was slammed into the wall he had saved himself from as the vamp held him up by the throat and was grinning with delight at the prospect of another morsel to eat. "Not so fast, pal" Scout choked out as he brought his sword down quickly and severed the arm from the beast, making him fall to the ground as he tried to swallow in air as he struggled to remove the limb from his wind pipe. ·He was fast, must have been feeding from the people I the store before it blew with the rush of power he received· He thought as he sat there gagging on his sore pipe. He looked up with dismay as the enemy towered above him with a look of pure hatred comforting his features. He raised his blade in a futile attempt to shield himself from a blow that never came. He looked up to see the man get his head blown off. He turned to see if this new person was a threat or not, but the figure merely put his gun away.   "Who are you?" Scout groaned out from his damaged throat, wincing as the the wind grated against the sore part of it.   "HDF" said the figure as he stepped closer towards Scout, stopping a few feet from him. "What do you want?" Scout asked warily, looking at this man cautiously.  "You" the man replied as he suddenly flicked his hand towards Scout, who grunted as he felt three impacts on his abdomen. "If you choose to join us and fight against things like that, and worse, to fight to protect humanity." The figured added as Scout fought against the sedatives he felt being pumped into him by the darts."then you'll stop fighting those sedatives and come with me."  "What... what makes you think I'll do such a thing?" Scout asked as he felt himself sway before falling to one knee, his sword dissolving into a pool of blood where it fell.  "Because nobody else would've survived that blast of power and tried to stop that rampaging beast unless they were trying to protect others from it." The man said as he stepped closer to Scout, who was barely conscious by now.  "Fine" Scout said barely above a whisper. His last image was that of highly polished boots and then complete darkness as he slipped into the waiting embrace of unconsciousness. 

Name: Aaron Alexander Andrews, "Scout" to his friends. Age: 18 Gender: M Skill: ranged weapons, hand to hand combat and melé fighting Looks:[attachment=15375:595994117092151.jpg] Personality: stand offish and doesn't understand friendly relations. Rarely talks to anyone, reserving his words for when they are important. Bio: At a young age Aaron was kidnapped and trained for a evil organization that remains nameless to him. When he was deemed ready for initiation, he was forced to murder his parents. After spending two years with the organization, he was able to destroy the bas  and kill all but the leader of the organization. This man was  later revealed as his real father. Reason for joining: He joined this school on the belief that if he proved himself, he would be able to track down and take his revenge on this man. Other: none.

Name: Aaron Andrews, Preferres the nickname "Scout"   Age: 26   Origin: Australia   Appearance: [attachment=15374:Aaron Andrews.jpg]   Gender: Male   Personality: Scout is strongly loyal to his team and his students (He teaches computer coding to those who are interested). He is also very friendly to those around him and considers all those around him new friends. His one flaw is he is highly strong willed and is constantly getting in trouble with his superiors.   Job: AMP computer coding, robotic engineer, and also works as a tactical recon.   Skills: he is an expert in all forms of martial arts and is highly skilled at recon and tracking as well, all due to his childhood wanderings in the vast wilds of Australia's Outback. He is also good at light comat repairs.   Snippit:   "Get your but out of bed!" came the usally annoying and, on this particular morning, extremely grating voice from the doorway. That is, he thought it was the doorway. "What do you want, Oasis?" he mumbled through his hang over, bravely crackong open an eye and instantly regretting it. "I came to check up on your lazy ass. Your class ended TWO HOURS ago" she said as she stalked into the room and ripped the blanket he was trying to burrow under off the bed. "What is wrong with you?! You usually don't act like this. Wher's that agrevatingly happy Scout that wanders around the base like he owns it?" she asked in a normal tone as she hesitently sat on the edge of his bed. She took a quick look around the room. Computer parts sat in stacks of bins along the far wall, while his desk lay covered with chip crumbs and empty beer bottles. She sighed at that sight, since it would explain his unusual mood. Her eyes wandered to the picture of his sister on his table end. It was two years ago today that his sister was killed by an enemy AMP while trying to protect refugees. "No wonder you drunk yourself into this" she muttered as she stood up and straightened up her uniform. "All right! We have work to do, no time for moping, and I mean it. The AMP in dock twelve is having issues with her left arm, it tends to freeze up after she fires a missile barrage. After you fix that, the HQ is asking for you to meet them. Something about debugging the entire system..." she continued to list off another half dozen items while he sluggishly dragged himself out of bed. "First, I need a shower, second coffee. And lots of it. I'll meet you in twenty." He walked off to take his shower. -thank the council for her- he thought.   AMP: Poseidon [attachment=15373:Poseidon AMP.png]   Weapons: the fins on Poseidon's chasis are similar to the basic heat sabre carried by all AMPs, but are actually thermite blades. Poseidon is also different than most AMPs in that it is entirely composed of an titanium-carbon fiber alloy that was created by Scout's sister before her untimely death during the war. Poseidon's armor is also coated in a fine diamond dust to provide additional defense.   Special Equipment: Poseidon is equiped with an experimental CPU system that is being developed by Scout to increase response time and maneuverability of the AMP that it is installed in. It also gives the AMP the ability to learn and adapt to its pilot to help increase combat success.