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[Albel the Wicked]

OOC: It's been a while since I last did an RPG, so I guess this will be my comeback.

"What is Magicka you ask? Magicka is the power that formed the Earth, thanks to the elementals. Magicka is all around us and any creature with enough intelligence, can tap into these powers to protect themselves. Unfortunatly, there is only one type of Magicka a creature can tap into. Once they choose what element their Magicka is, they keep that element and can't get a new one. This is why you all must make the careful choice of what element you will use in your Magicka. You must choose between fire, earth, water, wind, thunder, and ice. There are actually two more Magicka elementals that are believed to be accidently created. Darkness and Light Magicka. The Light Magicka was created after the threat of the Darkness had came, so that we could destroy it, but man has not been able to unlock its secrets, so no one has tapped into it. Darkness Magicka is something that doesn't belong on this Earth. The first man to tap into it, thought that he could control it, but the power of darkness was too much for him and he couldn't control it and soon enough, he was a puppet for the Dark Magicka. He started to destroy towns and look for followers. Our best casters had tried to stop him, but the darkness was too strong for them. Many people had started to think that the only way to stand a chance against the Dark Magicka was to use Dark Magicka. They did throw him over, but it was a never ending cycle that wouldn't stop. Whoever stopped the puppet, had become a puppet. Many men and women like you, have chosen the path of Dark Magicka and now a group has been form call the Dark Allience. So now, humanities only hope to stop the Darkness is to unlock the secrets of the Light Magicka. It seems like that we never come closer to achieving it, but I still beleive that it can be used. Now that you have learned what Magicka is, I suggest that you get a good night's rest, because tomorrow, you're going to find out what Magicka is destined for you" said an old man, to a group of teenagers at an academy that was known to raise casters of the original Magicka. The academy was the biggest thing that was stopping the Dark Allience.

So, this is how your character's profile should be.
Name:
Age:
Chosen Magicka:
Personality:
Weapons: (optianal)
Bio:

(NOTE: If you've chosen Dark Magicka, then you are part of the Dark Allience and your character's story is apart from the accademy.

[Wayfarer]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=Blue]Hmmm...I'm a total newb, and this is my first time in the Inn, so...if this isn't right, or I did something different, just tell me.

Name: Ermine Pheroth
Age: 17
Chosen Magicka: Wind Magicka
Personality: A pretty cool guy, really. He's very Zen and very at peace with the whole world. Except when he's fighting, where he's like a whole different person. In combat, he's an angry, dauntless fighter who will stop at nothing to retain his honor and win the fight. Other than that, he spends a lot of time at the accademy, studying and training himself to fight the Dark Alliance. He is a caring, charismatic guy who can quickly befriend most people he meets up with. When things start to fall apart, he's also quick to defend his friends.
Weapons: A light quarterstaff, made of oak. His father used to use it, and it is a quick wepaon that almost mirrors his powers, being lightweight, fast, but not too damaging. At the head of the staff is a piece of quartz that his father placed in there to augment the staffs powers.
Bio: Ermine Pheroth is the son of Tyrael Pheroth, one of the best Earth Magicka sorcerers in all the land. When he was very young, he was entrusted to the master of the accademy at the age of five by his mother. When he was twelve, he was sent his Father's staff and was told that his father had dissappeared without a trace. He spent his life trying to match his father in power, and now he wasn't sure if he was still alive. Still, Ermine continued his study and training, and has risen to be one of the most prominant students at the accademy. [/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Tasrai]

[COLOR=teal][SIZE=1]It has been a while since my last RPG also so if you want any changes of any kind just ask and it will be done. ^-^

Name: Nikola Kori'

Age: 15

Chosen Magicka: Thunder

Personality: Nikola has gentle and sincere but straightforward way to life. She is a good listener and very amenable to people's suggestions, good at helping others realize their goals and talents. She is also unusually modest, not one to brag about herself or her acheivements. You should also know that Nikola can be very competitve and cut throat-ish when it comes to games and competitions of any sort, but don't worry she is a good team player. Despite this she is very loyal to her friends and even though she is of a quiet demeanor she will let you know when and where you have crossed the line, good thing she is quick to forgive. So, as long as you don't get on her bad side she can be the funnest and sweetest person you will meet.

Weapons: a war axe. (think of Gimli's off of LOTR)

Bio: Nikola was born the youngest into a rich and prosperous family. Wherever she went she was treated with respect except around her parents and five older brothers. Because she was a girl her father and mother hated her and because her parents hated her so did her brothers. She tried everything to gain respect in their eyes, even beating all her older brothers in horseback riding and fighting, but that just made them despise her more. Finally when she could take it no longer she ran away when she was fourteen. Ending up at the academy. Even though she has only been their a year her competitive spirit, quick mind, and drive to be the best has moved her up quickly in the ranks of the academy. Until she has become the best at her element and one of the best at the school. Many say that she will eventually stop progressing but so far she has managed to prove them wrong with her persistent study and practice...one day she hopes she will become the best there is.

Appearance: Even though you didn't ask for this I decided to add it anyways, by the way I wasn't sure if this was taking place in modern or dark ages kind of time frame if it is the dark ages just imagine her without the modern stuff. That shouldn't be too hard. ^.^ [URL=http://redrocketfive.com/junk/2002/072802a.jpg ]Nikola[/URL] She has reddish-brown hair and hazel eyes, just so ya' know.

Remember any changes at all just PM me. :animesmil [/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Who Am I?]

Name: Mint Lin

Age: 15

Chosen Magicka: Fire

Personality: Friendly and can act childish most of the time. She hates it when people are sad or evil. She loves to make new friends and loves to meet people. She's probably outgoing. She loves to be outdoors and have fun. She's a friend that will never turn her back on you.

Weapons: A Staff, Bow and Arrows

Bio: Lives with two older brothers and loving parents. She had a problem using her powers at first but when she was at the age of 12, she learned how to master them. She went to this academy because she was interested and she loved to meet new people. She enjoys her time with her family a lot.

OOC: Sorry I gotta go and finish a bunch of other RPGs. Well gotta go and I'll finish this later. Tootles! :animesmil

Edit: Done!

[Albel the Wicked]

Alright Innocent, before you start to RPG you need that information posted. I'm gonna post my profile last, so that way it signifies that the sign-ups are closed, unless I make special cases. We need a little bit more of sign-ups though. I don't know if the reason at first was because it had no rating, but it has a rating now.

[Kitty]

[RIGHT][COLOR=Blue][SIZE=1][b]Name:[/b] Miru Oishii
[b]Age:[/b] 19
[b]Chosen Magicka:[/b] Water

[b]Personality:[/b] Miru is usually very relaxed and calm. It is rare for her to lose her temper. She enjoys company, but also enjoys being by herself. Miru hates arguements, and tends to be the one who will settle them. She feels the worst when her friends are angry at her. Though calm and collected 24/7, Miru "releases" all of her emotions while fighting. She's ruthless and mercilious to her enemy, opponent, or victim.

[b]Weapon:[/b] A thin staff, made of a strange metal, with strange carvings that she thinks may be letters of some old, forgotten language. It was given to her by the leader of the academy. He said her father always wanted her to have it. She treasures it more than anything.

[b]Appearance:[/b] [See Attachment] She normally wears skirts, long or short, with long sleeve tops. Her clothes are mostly shades of blue.

[b]Bio:[/b] [i]The sound of plates and glasses crashing on the floor filled the restaurant. A young girl humbly apologized to the customers, and went to fetch a mop. In the kitchen, she was greeted with harsh words and a cut in her pay. She took it silently, and returned to the mess to patiently clean it up.

The rest of the evening went on as it normally did. Miru waited outside for her accompanyment to arrive. She glanced down at the small slip of paper she held in her hands. She had thought about it all evening. Ever since that young man handed it to her after she'd finished cleaning. The smile he gave her, she remembered, was the only thing that made her loose her composure. It was his smile, after all, that had made her drop those plates.

"So kind.." She felt her cheek, and it was warm. She was blushing heavily while thinking about the boy.

The sound of screeching tires pierced the silence, alerting Miru. Turning her head, she saw her acquaintance approaching quickly. He was acting his normal self, and was running through the middle of the street, nearly getting hit by every car on the road. She found herself chuckling as he came to a halt in front of her.

"Dear brother. Must you be so roudy at this time of night? Shall I apologize to all the people for you?" He scoffed at her teasing, and patted her head as he always did.

Miru, 7 at the time, walked happily down the path, clinging to her brother's arm to warm herself a bit. She strolled with him down this path nearly every night. They went the long way because the trees and creek alongside it were beautiful.

"It's rather dark.." Miru began, but her brother hushed her. "Don't be so worried, Miru. We're almost there." They walked happily for another few minutes before she noticed something up ahead.

"Look! Down the road!" It caught her brother's eye, too, for he told her he'd be right back before rushing off to scope it out. "Wait! Be careful, A-"

She heard the screeching of tires, but this time her brother had not seen the car coming. "No!" she cried, running towards him. She saw the car swerve, it's headlights blinding her as they crossed her face. She heard a loud splash, and blinked a few times.

"Brother.. No.."

As she approached slowly, she heard voices. She knew that they must've been the ones in the car. She looked around, but it was too dark to see anything. Suddenly, the rays of flashlights lit up small parts of the pavement until they ran upon the body of a young boy. "No! I-It can't be!" Miru whispered, falling to her knees. She held out her hands, but could not bring herself to touch the unconcious body of her brother.

"Stupid kid.. What was he doing?"

"You.. You..!"

Miru stood up slowly, her guilt and sadness succumbing to her anger. The water in the creek began to crash more violently until soon it was rising up in a funnel. She was commanding it. It was hers to use against the men that hurt her brother. She gave in, and felt the water swimming around her. She heard screams, but did nothing about it.

Revenge, she thought. Dear brother. Here is our revenge.[/i]

"AH!" Miru shouted, her body shooting out from under her blankets. She put her hand to her face, and felt the sweat. "The dream.." she muttered. "The same dream.."

It had been years since that night. The night she was taken to the academy. She had been working at a restaurant to support her mother after her father had disappeared. Her brother also had a job, but she can't remember what it was. She cannot even remember her mother's face, her voice. Nor can she remember her name. The same for her brother and father.

What happened to her family remains a mystery to her, but she knows that they are all out there somewhere. And they could possibly be closer than she thinks.

In the meantime, she concentrates on her studies, and desires to control her power of water. She has made many friends in the 12 years she has attended the academy, but one she feels is more of a brother to her than anyone...

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Sorry about making the bio so long. o.O;; My creative-ness must've returned. Hope this is acceptable. ^_^;;[/SIZE][/COLOR][/RIGHT]

[alchemist2120]

Name: Lan Fenrir
Age:18
Chosen Magika:Thunder
Personality: Lan is very quiet. He doesnt like to talk because he feels that if he does people will begine to make fun of him. When he does talk and people get to know him, he is a very compasionate guy. He likes to just lok at the sky, then out of nowhere create thunderstorms to relieve any stress. He really likes to create things out of his magika. He usually creates a dragon made of electricity to pass time.

Bio: He was born into a poor family with very few children. Since he only had one sister, he was ably to go to alot of places normal poor people couldnt. Unknowing to him, his parents saved alot of money and sent him away to the accedemy. He went willingly because he loved the thought of learning how to use magika. Even though he doesnt like to compete, he promised his parents that he would become the best in the school. they told him that it doesnt matter as long as he made a good living for himself.

Weapons: A double sided katana

(occ. ya know i guess i could add a pic of his looks. see below :cool: )

[Valen]

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.

[starlight]

*Edit* Added a picture of both of my characetrs appearence( s ) for you guys, totally slipped my mind -.-;; Sorry!

Hiya people! guess whos back? Anywho.... if you dislike this, PM me and tell me to edit it; I'll change it ^_~ yah i know... its kind of a DNAngel / Ranma 1/2 ripoff... in a derranged way. Still, I was bored and had fun making this character

[B]Name:[/B] Hoshiko (day) Alistair (night)
[B]Age:[/B] 17
[B]Chosen Magicka:[/B] Ice
[B]Personality: [/B]
[B]Hoshiko: [/B] Sarcastic and cynical, this is merely a mask to drive people away from her. Though if you're one of the few within her "inner circle" shes rather caring, kind and will most certainly be concerned about your well being. Really she acts more like a big sister if you get that close. Heck, she may even let you in on her "secret"... if you aren't dead yet.... Oh yes, she also refers to herself as "we" sometimes without realizing it and tends to talk to herself/Alistair if she believes she's alone.
[B]Alistair:[/B] Alistair is by no means as bad as Hoshiko, in fact, they are almost as different as day and night (no pun intended). A happy-go-lucky if you will, by Hoshiko's standards. He does however, tend to get tempermental and protective if someone near to him is injured, he is a guardian angel afterall.

[B]Weapons:[/B] A katana whose blade that looks as though its made of pure crystal, but can slice through almost any non-enchanted material. "Akumos" is inscribed upon the blade, so Hoshiko calls referrs to it by that... Alistair, being the childish fellow he is, just calls it "that shiny weapon." he really doesn't care otherwise
[B]Appearence (s):[/B] see picture. Try to imagine her with long royal blue priestess-like robes with silver embriodery on the sleeves; the embridery looks very much like a vine pattern. The guy with the purple hair is Alistair. You can't seer it, but his hair hangs down to his ankles and is wrapped up with long strips of cloth so he doesn't trip on his own hair ^_^;;;. His outfit is the same as the mage-person in the third pic is wearing. Alright now that I have that handled; I must go to work, yipe!
[B]Bio:[/B] As a child, Hoshiko was teased all the time by her older sisters and the other children that she attended school with. the reason: for she did not seem to have the inborn ability to aquire a Magicka of any kind.
Over time, Hoshiko became more cold and uncaring to cope with the taunts. Though it was not until word of the academy spread to her small backwater village did it really begin to get to her as the other teens she grew up with were accepted and left. Furious with herself for not being able to be able to use a Magicka type, she left her village when a warning came of a troop of dark alliance raiding the nearby villages.
Hoping to prove to herself, and hopefully the other villagers that she wasn't useless, she found herself being chased down into a church by a band of the dark alliance.
Her back pressed to the cold stone of a statue that was to look like a fallen angel bent over weeping in sorrow, it was as though this statue wept for her. The setting sun, shining into the church, made rainbows play across the bare walls and the angels features. Weeping, Hoshiko prayed to any higher power that dared to listen that she may live to fight these puppets. As though something above heard her prayers, one of the spells meant to finish her backfired and struck the statue behind her instead; shattering it beyond repair.
The last thing Hoshiko remembered before being knocked unconscious, was the feel of snow on her face. Night had now fallen, but a presence had risen to awareness.

Alistair. His mind having been locked within the statue of the weeping angel for centuries, Alistair was forced to take Hoshiko's body for his host in order to protect her from harm.

While Hoshiko now possesses Magicka and could go to the academy, the downside of this is, at night. At the very moment the first star appears in the sky, Hoshiko transforms into Alistair, the fallen angel. This is a bitter secret that Hoshiko hides with her life; wouldn't you if you became a guy at night?

Now, several months later, Hoshiko snores away in a place she never would have dreamed of ending up. Who would have known that she would ever be of help against the Dark Alliance afterall?

[I](Hey... Hoshi dear... it's 7:30AM, do you know where your children are? )[/I] Alistair's voice was no more than a whisper within Hoshiko's head as he tried to nudge her to awareness in the only way he could.
[i]"Ugh... shut up Ali... let me sleep!"[/i] Her thoughts protested.
[i](Cannot do that m'love, morning has broken and you are back in charge...doesn't mean I cannot be a pain in your butt though. Hehe)[/i] Alistair teased happily, Hoshiko swore her drew a smiley face in her minds eye for added effect. Grumbling, Hoshiko cursed the fallen angel and sat up in bed.
"Happy?" she grumbled
[i](Quite.)[/i] said a rather amused-sounding Alistair. [i](now get moving! Today's your day to shine!)[/i]
"Or so we hope." Hoshiko said with a sigh.

Okay it's lame, may edit later... not right now though... its 12:47AM by my watch. *yawn*

[Kamuro]

Name: Maj. Hessen

Age:29

Chosen Magicka: Dark

Personality: Major Hessen is a quiet, mysterious man who has achieved high rank in the Dark Alliance (DA). His ability to manipulate Dark Magicka surprised even the leader of the DA. He is confident in his abilities and only fights those who pose a challenge to him and those the leader assigns him to kill.
[IMG]http://tinypic.com/2m0849[/IMG]

Weapons: A long double-edged sword. Some believe it helps him to manipulate his Dark Magicka due the dark power it possesses on its own.

Bio: Not mucch is known about the past of the Major. He was found as a child wandering alone by the Leader. The Leader's initial thoughts were to leave the child as he was found, but when he looked into the child's eyes he felt a great power and decided to bring him along. He was trained as one of the Leader's own and now commands under him in the DA.

[Albel the Wicked]

(Alright, since no one else has signed up, then I guess there are no other people interested. I'm going to post my profile now and then I'm going to start this thing. If anyone still wishes to join, then first put up a profile in this thread and then PM me, so that I know to check it out. If I like it, then you can join a little late. OH, Kakashi, I just have to say that I like the profile. Especially the picture, which made me relize that I had forgotten to have everyone post their character's appearence. I won't force you guys to do it now, but if you want to, then you can, that way we have a general idea of what your character looks like. Also, two of you still have to finish your bios before you even do the RPG. I will even check myself to see if you have done your whole profile and if its not done and you posted in the RPG, that post is not going to count. If you guys aren't sure what weapon that you want, then those who are in the academy will be able to look in its armory.)


My Profile:

Name: Aron Hukisho
Age: 19
Chosen Magicka: Ice
Personality: Aron likes to go by the Magicka that he chose. He is always cool and collected. Even in the heat of battle he is calm but still has the focus he needs to fight. There has not been a time when he lost his temper that has been recorded by the academy.
Weapons: Bow and Arrows and will make a sword of ice when he is in close range combat.
Bio: Aron never knew his parents. As far as he knows, the leader of the academy is his father. He knows that he isn't his real father, but the leader is the closet thing to a father that he can remember. He's been at the academy for nearly his whole life, meaning that he has learned quite a bit of Magicka spells in ice and learned a lot of the Magicka world. Over the years he found something that has been keeping him busy for quite a while. It was a crystal that had a blue aura. Aron has been trying to uncover the secrets of it and has come with a theory that the crystal is hardned, pure, Magicka. He has been able to tap into the crystal's powers from time to time, when he had it with him. Aron has also tried to create replicas of it, but still has not succeeded. He is not going to rest until he finds that secret behind this crystal. But he does not let it get in the way of his academy work. Being at the academy for his whole life, he has earned the respect and the position of teacher for the ice Magicka. For the first lesson, he and his friend Master Bisho, will teach the first lesson to the thunder and ice Magicka students.

(I put a pic of what you should get that he generally looks like. Imagine that, except without so much kind of sci-fi-ish clothes.)

[Guest Tethys]

Name: Trish (last name unknown)

Age: 18

Chosen Magicka: [COLOR=Navy]Water[/COLOR]

Personality: she is a quiet girl who prefers to be alone(loner) due to the fact that she has been hurt by many people(physically and mentally), but if you get close to her, you will find that she is kind hearted and will do almost anything for a friend.

Weapons: a sword

Bio: Trish lost her parents at a young age and was raised by her uncle who abused her almost everyday. After about ten years of abuse, she went to a friends father and asked him to teach her how to defend herself. Then one year later her uncle heard of it and came after her with his fists raised to beat her and she used what she was taught against the man and accidently killed him in the act of defending herself. She then ran away and found a new home with an elderly couple who welcomed her and treated her like a daughter.

[Ozymandius Jones]

[COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Tethys[/B], this RP has already been up in the Square for some time. While looking for RPs to join, please stay on the first page/first page and a half. Otherwise, the RP is most likely already being played or already long dead.

[b]Thread locked[/b]

-Ozy[/COLOR]