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[COLOR=Navy][SIZE=1](Sorry, Ozy)

Today is the day that will change everything. One second your life is great. The next, the world is turned upside-down.

The three "good" gods of the world have forsaken the human race, and left the world in darkness and evil. They turn their backs on their most beloved creation because the said have turned their backs on the gods. Now, the "evil" goddess has taken control of the world in the other three's absence. She plans to corrupt, and destroy all she cannot corrupt. All seems lost.

Now, all that stands between her and the utter destruction of the world is a band of unlikely heros. Will they succeed? Or will they fail? The outcome might not be what you think...


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Alright. This is going to be played out in a Final Fantasy type of RPG, in a FF type world, with FF type of characters, jobs, magic, etc, but it's baised on earth. The setting will be futuristic, like twenty years from now, so in sign-ups, don't go too overboard.

It's open-ended, but there will be key parts that I will start, as well as certain tasks that will be performed by individule characters or teams. I'll let you know via PMs when the events arise.

So, what I'd like is approx. five to ten people for the "save-the-world" group, although this can work with a fewer or greater amount. Also, if someone would sign up as the evil goddess, or something like her head minion, that would be great, too. Places are reserved for Linkk, Illusion, and Takuya.


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Sign-Ups

Name: (let's keep it simple...first names only, unless you [i]have[/i] to have a last name.)

Age: (lets say, 18-32...the more diverse, the better)

Gender: (simple: male or female...nothing freaky)

Personailty: (please try to keep these diverse, as well...if you have a personality that's not like others', you have better chances of getting in)

Class: (mage, warrior, etc. feel free to experiment, but lets try to not have all mages and warriors, kk?)

Race: (you know, caucasion, black, asian, etc...things like half-cat or demon aren't what I'm looking for...remember, this is basically earth we're talking about...no half-animal-half-humans that I know of)

Apperance: (what your character looks like...image or written description is fine)

Weapon: (pritty simple...the weapon your character has from beginning to end...make sure it goes along with your class, and nothing too powerful...guns are fine, but hand-to-hand weapons are preffered)

Magic: (this is basically for the mages, so if you're not a mage don't answer this)

Stats: (this is where you put your character's strength, agility, magic ability, and defence...nothing to intence, and try to keep it in line with your class)

Writing Sample: (alright, guys...this is your place to shine. I won't be judging you only on this, but it's a good chuck of what I'll be using to decide who gets in or not. the better the grammer, spelling, punctuation, etc, the better chance you have of getting in...and, it's not quantity, it's quality...remember that)

Extra Info: (whatever else you want to add about your character goes here)

Alright, guys. Have fun. I'll post mine after a few have signed up.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Disenchanted]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][SIZE=1]All done :)
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[COLOR=Red][B]Name:[/B][/COLOR] Akayllia (pronounced aa-kay-ill-aa) usually just called Kay

[COLOR=Red][B]Age: [/B][/COLOR] 32

[COLOR=Red][B]Gender:[/B][/COLOR] Female

[COLOR=Red][B]Personality:[/B][/COLOR] Serene and calm?most of the time. As most priestess are taught from an early age to be tranquil at all moments this was so with Kay?for an amount of time. She quickly learnt the frustrations of not being able to vent her anger especially when she was pestered by some avid worshiper. So she took up something to let it go through and this something just so happened to be an ancient art of Axe wielding. It may take a good few shoves to get Kay angry and or up set, when she does she doesn?t come down off it easily. Kay is very religious and spiritual.

[COLOR=Red][B]Class: [/B][/COLOR] Priestess (Order of Bahamut)

[COLOR=Red][B]Race:[/B][/COLOR] Caucasian

[COLOR=Red][B]Appearance:[/B][/COLOR] [URL=http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/3051/0849wq.jpg]Kay[/URL]

[COLOR=Red][B]Weapon: [/B][/COLOR] [URL=http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/2189/kayaxe5ax.gif][Axe][/URL] [URL=http://img164.imageshack.us/img164/658/dem4sx.jpg][Gun][/URL]
Her axe is silver; the middle part of the blade where all the little circles are drawn is made of a semi transparent orange crystal. The cloth wrapped around each end is pale yellow in color. The double hit of her axe is soft woven pale orange and yellow leather. Oddly enough if someone were to pick up her axe they would find it no heaver than a small back pack. She carrys a back up hand gun in case of emergencys, her gun is silver with the grip bearing the same orange crystal as her Axe

[COLOR=Red][B]Magic: [/B][/COLOR] None

[COLOR=Red][B]Stats:[/B][/COLOR] Kay?s strength lays in her ability to wield her axe with great accuracy and yet maintain her agility. She is quick on her feat, in battle the flow of her robes and the way she moves has dance like qualities. This is linked to the ceremonies that she must perform in the temple she is charged with. She likes to deceive her opponent in battle; she makes them watch her left hand while she strikes with the right would be a fitting saying describing her fighting style. She can hold her own against brute force but only for a short amount of time.

[COLOR=Red][B]Writing Sample: [/B][/COLOR] The setting sun cast an orangey-pink glow over the mountainous valley. Kay had come this far into the freezing mountains, there was no going back. She trudged through knee deep snow. Kay had been through a month of this and it was becoming tiresome at best.
She looked up towards the sun setting in-between the base of the two mountains, the sky was covered in clouds bar a slither of pink cloud-free sky around the sun. This setting was truly beautiful, the clouds shone with orange-yellow as a light snow began to fall around her.

Kay was furious at the start of her journey. She believed that the High-priestesses had sent her here as a way to be rid of her, she was becoming popular among the middle classes. Alas she had caused too much of a commotion to become a High-P anytime soon, she was a rebel of sorts and they knew it. Eventually they would have to let her become one, the people were complaining already. There response had been to send her on a completely wild goose chase for an artifact they believed to be in tune with Bahamut. Artifact or no when she got back she would give them a piece of her mind.

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Two more weeks past and she was nearing the top of Mt. Behemial, the resting place of this artifact was said to be found in a doorway atop of the mountain. Kay walked on still; she began to doubt weather she would make it back down, the wind was picking up. This mountain was notorious for large avalanches, and she had no intention of being caught in one. After hours walking on still she reached the base of the peak of the mountain. From her position on-high Kay saw a wondrous view, she could see for miles upon miles. Even if she came home empty handed this sight would be enough of a gift for her.

A string gust of wind made her loose her footing for a split second, that second was all that was needed. She fell, off the sheer rock face several feet down. She screamed as she was free falling face first. Kay could see a jagged rock rushing towards her face at tremendous speed this surely would be her end, she closed her eyes and waited for the pain.

But to her surprise it never came, indeed she kept on falling, straight through the rock into a purposely placed opening in the mountains side. Unknown to her this was the only way to enter the cave of Bahamut. She slid through the opening and landed with a ?whump? face first on to a large soft bed of green moss. Regaining her composure Kay rightend herself, stood and looked around. Sure enough she could see nothing but blackness beyond what the light illuminated that filtered in from the opening.

Observing the immediate vicinity she noticed a strange metal object fixed to the wall of the cave right where she fell in. Kay tilted the metallic object towards herself, as she did so light was caught from the opening and reflected onto another metallic object. They reflected off one another creating a crude lighting system. It was dull light, just enough to see through. The expanse which lay before her was massive in its entirety, lavishly decorated columns supported the large hall, detailed paintings of spirits and gods lined the walls.

In the centre of the expanse stood a grand statue of the spirit Bahamut, in his hand he grasped a double ended sword, beautiful and yet foreboding. She could not believe that after all this time she had found what she was looking for. A broad smile washed across her face as she stood in marvel at what lay before her.

[COLOR=Red][B]Extra Info: [/B] [/COLOR]
- (When she meets up with everyone) Kay has a massive crush on Dred Blachton, but is frightened to say anything about it (Hope you don?t mind Starwind p.m me if anything?s wrong k?)
-She constantly is telling Leo off and always tries to add something spiritual in the way of him controlling his temperamental nature.
-Kay is very spiritual in nature most of the time; she sometimes acts as an advisor to everyone even if they don?t want or need her to, that?s just the way she is (especially towards Quincy).
- Ends up being good friends with Kylipso but sometimes fights with her, Kay believes that she has her figured out but doesn?t at all.
-Has an avid hate of Darkness and Evil (and there for Seishirou and anything to do with the goddess), as is the fact that she is a priestess.
-She has an ability linked to her axe that allows her slightly enhanced hearing.
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[GuyYouMetOnline]

Ecstasy has given me permission to sign up as the evil goddess.


Name: Selestiae

Age: N/A

Gender: Female

Personailty: The goddess Selestiae is extremely confident in her superiority. She does not fear defeat, as she knows that no mortal creatures could hope to challenge the power of a goddess. She pays no attention to the desires of mortals. And why should she? She is a goddess; she has the right to do as she pleases. She will have her way with the world, and she will not allow anything to stop her.

Class: Goddess

Race: N/A

Apperance: Selestiae prefers to take on the form of an extremely beautiful human woman. Her form is perfect, and her beauty beyond compare. Lust has driven many men into her arms, and all women envy the perfection of her body. Selestiae allows nothing to mar her body's perfect appearance.

Weapon: Selestiae uses whatever weapon she feels kile using. Sometimes she'll weild a sword, other times an axe, other times a staff. She can create her desired weapon on the spot. Her weapons are beyond equal, and her skill with them is unmatched.

Powers: The goddess Selestiae's power is unmatched. She has unequaled power with all forms of magic, including that which no mortal has ever seen. She possesses psychic abilities, including telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis. She can alter her form at will, and is also capable of altering the environment to suit her desires.

Stats: As a goddess, Selestiae is beyond equal. No mortal can come anywhere close to matching her power, and she is unmatched physically as well.

Writing Sample: [color=navy]The other gods were gone. They had left the world to its own designs, discusted with the mortals' lack of faith. They had left it in [/color][color=navy]Selestiae's hands. For the first time, Selestiae was unopposed. Her reign would finally begin. The mortals could do nothing against her, and the other gods no longer cared. Her conquest was assured.[/color]

[color=#000080]Selestiae began immediatly. She decended upon the world, intending to demonstrate her power to the unsuspecting mortals. She chose as her target the thriving port city of Vanduo. She materialized in human form in the center of the city. Her appearance now was different than normal. Her body was still absolutely berfect, but there was something unmistakably nonhuman about it. [/color][color=#000080]The people who saw were startled by Selestiae's sudden appearance, and perplexed at her oddly nonhuman-seeming form. She allowed them a few seconds to wonder, and then began the destruction of Vanduo.[/color]

[color=#000080]It was over fast. With the full power of a goddess at her command, Selestiae reduced Vanduo to ruins in a matter of minutes. Few people survived. Those that did, Selestiae used her powers to pull towards her[/color][color=navy]. Gathering the survivors before her, she spoke.[/color]

[color=#000080]"Your world is now mine," Selestiae proclaimed. "It it rightfullly mine, and I have come to claim it. You have seen my power. You have seen that I am beyond challenging. Your world is mine, and I will do with it what I wish. Such is my right, for I am the goddess Selestiae. The future of the world is mine to decide."[/color]

[color=#000080]Selestiae rose into the air. The survivors looked upon her as she floated above them, vanishing a few seconds later. They would leave the destroyed city, travel elsewhere in search of a new home. And they would tell what had happened. They would spread the word that she had come to claim the world. They would tell how she destroyed Vanduo a matter of minutes, a task beyond anyone's power but hers. And she intended to create more such examples. She would release her minions into the world, and she herself would appear in other locations, imposing her will on the world.[/color]

[color=#000080]She was going to enjoy this.[/color]



Well, there you go. Ecstasy, please tell me if I need to change anything.

[Rhym]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkSlateGray][b]Name:[/b] Karnig

[b]Age:[/b] 26

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Personailty:[/b] Karnig is deep and brooding. He is troubled by the path his life has taken. His parents had worshipped the Goddess Selestiae, and thus Karnig was raised into such a belief. He was taught that the day that Selestiae would pronounce her rule over the earth was the day of salvation for the faithful and of reckoning for the misguided and foolish. However, since that event's occurence, Karnig has felt conflicted. Could he honestly support such wholesale carnage?

[b]Class:[/b] Berserker. He hews through his enemies with sweeping blows of his Zweihander.

[b]Race:[/b] Scandinavian

[b]Apperance:[/b] [URL=http://www.soulcalibur3.us/soulcalibur3/costumes/sieg1.png]Karnig.[/URL]

[b]Weapon:[/b] The Zweihander in the picture. He has named it "Requiem."

[b]Magic:[/b] His parents, before their deaths, always told Karnig that the Goddess Selestiae herself had wept tears of joy and blood over him at birth; they said it was at the prospect of finally having the perfect servant. He can't say he believed them, but he cannot deny that his luck is sometimes abnormally fortuitous, as if he was protected by some sort of divine favor, or that divine blood, however watered-down, flowed in his veins.

[b]Stats:[/b] Karnig is very strong, fairly quick on his feet, and can take a lot of punishment. However, due to the immense size of his weapon, his attacks are slower that most but exceedingly painful when they hit. He may not be terribly book-smart, but he's at least articulate and knows to trust his gut instinct.

[b]Writing Sample:[/b]
Karnig could go no farther. He stumbled over to the side of the snowy mountain path and collapsed. The bitter, snow-laden wind whipped past his prone form. He could feel his essence seep away, leeched off by the icewinds. He took what he thought his final moments were to recall the events that had led him to this sorry state: freezing to death halfway up this grim and gods-forsaken peak. It had started... a month ago.

He had left his home after a heated and spiteful argument with his parents, forsaking their life of relative comfort for the arduous way of the wanderer. A week passed before he heard the shocking news: his parents were dead, killed by an angry mob that blamed them and their Selestiae-worshiping ways for the Earth's abandonment by the gods. Then he heard news no longer, having left the civilized trails for the deep wilderness and high mountains.

All throughout that fateful journey, his faith in Selestiae hung in uncertain balance. And now, as his lifeforce escaped him, so too did his faith. It would take a miracle for either to be restored. That was when he heard a voice in the storm.

"Rise, Karnig," it spoke. "Rise, my most favored son."

Karnig shook his head and sat up. "What treachery is this?" he asked the wind. "Has cold dulled my senses and befuddled my mind?"

"It is no treachery, most favored. It is your matron goddess, here to calm your wayward soul." The voice was closer, stronger. He could hear it more clearly; a woman's voice, but it rang of something otherworldly.

"Matron goddess? Selestiae?" He raised a mailed hand and shielded his eyes with it. Suddenly, a figure of unearthly beauty stepped through the storm's clouding snow.

"Rise, Karnig," she spoke. "Rise, my most favored son. Your life shall not end here. You have much yet to do for me."

[b]Extra Info:[/b] I'd like my character to serve a few purposes: A) to provide Takuya with someone to interact with and thus stay in the story, B) to provide the Goddess with a right-hand-man/toady, a sort of miniboss to pit against the other players so that they aren't destroyed outright and immediately by Mrs. "No mortal can come anywhere close to matching her power, and she is unmatched physically as well," and C) to serve as a crucial swing-point character that, should the story end up like that at all, might be the one to deliver the final blow to Selestiae when the other characters are incapacitated. Of course, "C" is all sheer speculation, but hey.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[Death_Dragon92]

Name: Balthazarr

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Personailty: Balthazar always has a big grin on his face ,well as you see in the story he can be a kind hearted person, yet ruthless at times so he wont tolerate any lowly bandits on his turf or robbing people thats his job.He in kind of over-confident at times becuase of his high agility. As a kid Bathazar lost his parents to a local gang that had many weapons, Balthazar was lucky to escape, but when his first gets his sword he slaughters them all with out one sigh of mercy. So he ends up as a street urchin steal what he can to survive. Balthazar's child lead him to his life today. he stole everything that he wears to day and use all of it to assist him on his mid-night raid, Yet he never kills anyone besides bandits and other robbers, killers, etc.

Class: Rogue

Race: Asian

Apperance: Short Balck Hair, Red eyes, Always wears a mask that only shows his eyes and hair , Slim, Mask is black and red, He always wears black armor, Balthazar is about 6' 9".

Weapon: Claws on his left hand and A long ninja sword which is yields in his right had.

Magic: Stealth, increased stealth kills ability, every now and then he can increase his speed 50 times his normal running speed, he is a master of shadows and ice.

Stats: As a rogue he has very good Agility, and Stealth skills, His strength it the same as a normal person, Stamina is Good as being a rogue he need to keep going just about all night.

One night while searching for a very profitable item Balthazar sees a normal bandit Trying to rob some Woman. Balthazar quickly but silently makes his way over and across a few roofs. Balthazar stops right above the bandit, looks down then grins knowing how weak this bandit really is. Balthazar suddenly jumps down pulling his claws and Ninja sword. Balthazar comes down on the bandit his sword going straigh through the bandit. "Pff. Lowly Bandits. If they knew i even existed they would never get on my turf ever agian!". Turns his attention to the Lady. "Exuse me miss you ok?" The lady just stands there Horrorified."Its ok im not here to hurt you im here to help. Now are you ok?" Balthazar asks. "Y...Yes I..I'm fine." The woman says shivering in Terror. "You think you can get home? or would you need some assistence?" Balthazar questions. "Thank you. I think I can make it." The lady says. "Ok. If your sure. Well If you need no assistance i will be off" Balthazar says as he disappears into the shadows. "Thank you agian stranger." The woman says as Balthazar runs and jumps from roof to roof.Balthazar grins know he can still be a thief yet help out here and there."Ruthless yet Kind, Stealthy yet visable if you look hard enough." Balthazar says to himself just getting to the top of the highest point of the highest building with a big grin on his face " Im the Thief Lord and i always will be!" Balthazar yells so that the whole City can hear him.

[COLOR=Red]Extra: Never sell this rogue short unless you want to end up split into two. Balthazar is from Tokyo, Japan.[/COLOR] Balthazar is great friends with Neko even though she has a split personality. Dislike anyone who has anything to do with Selestiae the Goddess

[NekoSama101]

Again, this is one of my first rp's, so please bare with me if it sucks at times.


Name: Neko

Age: 19

Personality: She has split personalities, one evil and violent, the other quiet and shy. Her evil side dreams of taking over the world and is always plotting something. Her good side however, only dreams of having a simple life with only a few friends. Each side has one thing in common; they are both very playful and naive.

Class: She is an exceptional warrior..

Appearance: She is half-cat, half-human. She has black cat ear along with a black tail and fangs. She also has long black hair that she ties up when in battle. She has bright emerald green eyes that shine like a cat in the dark. (This also causes her to see very well at night) She stands at about 5?4 and is somewhat curvy.

Weapon: She works best with a samurai sword that she carries around with her wherever she goes.

Stats: When in battle or near to death, her fighting abilities sky rocket; it is shown though an eerie wind and glowing red eyes.

Writing Sample: Her eyes shone in the dark. The moonlight reflected of her sword as she stood still, silently waiting for her next victim. An evil spirit turned the corner and she jumped, stabbing her sword into its side. The spirits screams rang through the cold winter night and she sliced of its head. She wiped the blood off her face as yet another body fell to join the others that she had killed in an everlasting sleep.

[Starwind]

Name: Dredick "Dred" Blachton

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Personality: Calm and cooled, he carries a soft smile and always seems to be in a state of mild amusement. He seems to lack any kind of temper and has a calming air about him that helps those around him find peace. However, his eyes, though they appear gentle enough, fill those who stare into them with fear. HIs tone of voice, though calm, has a bitter air of chill to it.

Class: Maritla Artist (The fear of the gods dojo)

Race: Caucasian

Appearance: [URL=http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c384/GeneOutlaw/ryoji.jpg]Dredick[/URL]. He wears a pair of black gi pants and a long black trench coat. His coat is tatterd at all the seems. Beneath his coat he has his body tapped from his waist to the base of his neck as well as his hands and forearms all the way up to just before the elbow. His hair is drawn back and out of his face.

Weapon: [URL=http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c384/GeneOutlaw/MyGauntlets.jpg]Gauntlets[/URL]. He carries these terrofying weapons at the belt of his pants on his back. He uses them for defence as well as offense.

Stats: He has exceptional strength and stamina. His speed is not much greater then that of a normal person, nor is his agility. He excels in hand to hand combat and is very lethal, even without his gauntlets. His martial arts preach more psycological combat rather than physical.

Writing Sample: The wind on the frontier was light and refreshing to the tired traveler. Dredick had been on foot for three days and still felt like he was chasing a ghost out here. He walked the dusty streets of this quiet little village and approached a small tavern in this humble little hole in the ground. Dredick slowly walked to the doors and pushed them open on to a scene of great jubilation. They seemed to be celebrating some event or another, but Dredick didn't know what and wasn't about to ask.

As he enterd the room seem to experience a momentary hush that lasted only but a few seconds then the festivities continued as if he had never even enterd. Dred walked casually and undisturbed, despite the sudden quiet, to the bar, where he took a seat as if he had been here a thousand times before. The bar keep walked over to him with a glass in hand "What can I get for ya, stranger."

Dredick looked to the large display of beverages behind the barkeep and carefully made his selection. He pointed out a black bottle with a white label, trimmed in gold and gold leaf on the top of the narrow bottle neck. The barkeep looked at the bottle, then at Dredick "Sure you can afford that one there?"

Dredick reached into his pocket and pulled out a small purple, draw string pouch and opened it up. He reached in and plucked out three small nuggets of gold and threw them on to counter and said "Just leave the bottle here, okay."

The barkeep in a state of both shock and excitement nodded. In this moment, his eyes met Dredick's. The barkeep's body shivverd so violently that he dropped the bottle, which was quickly snatched by Dred. As Dred looked back down to the bottle the barkeep regained his wits about him. Dred popped the bottle and took a drink straight from the bottle and looked about the rest of the bar as the people seemed unaffected by his presense.

As his eyes passed through the room, silence struck those who were caught in his gaze. He spun completely around and looked back to the barkeep and said to him "I'm a collector of odd tales. Does this town perhaps have any odd tales of recent you could share with me?"

The barkeep shook his head "None that come to mind."

Dred looked to his bottle "What about any other strange travelers like myself. Perhaps one with a red cloak. With blonde hair and green eyes. He would also have a crest of six gold coins on the back of said cloak."

The barkeep stopped again, disturbed by how specific he had been with this depiction. The barkeep shook his head "Nope, nothing like that at all. Sorry."

Dred nodded "Then have you ever awoken to the smell of rotting meat."

The barkeep was taken back by this question "What are yo--" He stopped short as a look of fear came across his face again "Four years ago I did in fact wake to the smell of rot. I thought that some of the livestock had died in the night, but when I got outside everything was as it should be. The only thing was the smell and some dried out foot prints."

Dredick looked back up from the bottle and the room fell silent once again, as he turned and moved toward the door. Suddenly the pertrified barkeep shouted out "Are you a bounty hunter?"

The eyes of those in the tavern turned to the barkeep as if to plead 'why did you stop him!'. Dred slowly turned to look at him as the barkeep nearly fell to the ground. But Dred had his light smile on his face "Of course not. Just looking for an interesting story or two."

Dred turned back around and walked out of the tavern and this time no one dared stop him. Moments after he left the sounds of the bar returned to normal. Dred had the bottle still gripped in his hand as he looked up and down the road of the sleepy little town "He's out there. It's just a matter of time."

Dred took to the trail and started to march his way out of the town and on to the next location, his next leg of the journey.

[Ninjah]

[SIZE=1][color=darkred][b]Name:[/b] Quincy

[b]Age:[/b] 29

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Personailty:[/b] Quincy is a kind-hearted man, and is not afraid to speak his mind. He can be quiet at times, but he'll speak just to make things seem less awkward. He believes in the lords and other magical forces there are. He clearly does not enjoy slaughtering or killing. He is a holy man as many of his friends may call him.

[b]Class:[/b] Hunter/Theif

[b]Race:[/b] Caucasian/Asian

[b]Apperance:[/b]
[b]Body:[/b] Quincy stands to about 6'3'' tall. His figure is actually quite slender. His skin is lightly tanned.
[b]Head:[/b] He has medium long (Just above the jaw) slicked back brown hair (Much like Cid Highwinds but longer) it is well groomed for he spends as much time on it as possible when he gets time. His eyes are a light hazel color, looking musty, lost, and confused. But he is infact, not all that lost. On his right ear he wears 2 silver earcuffs.
[b]Clothes:[/b]
[url=http://www.rpgfan.com/pics/magnacarta/art-07.jpg]Clothing Refrence[/url]
[url=http://www.rpgfan.com/pics/magnacarta/art-51.jpg]Clothing Refrence 2[/url]
He wears silver greaves on his feet, his jacket-tail isn't quite as long.
And his right sleeve is the same as his left sleeve, meaning he doesn't have the piece of armor there. Around his neck he wears a crested cross, passes down from his father whom was a priest.

[b]Weapon:[/b] [url=http://www.emf-company.com/images3/1875-remington-revolver-frontier.jpg]Revolver[/url] and double daggers.

[b]Stats:[/b]
Being a hunter and theif his marksmenship must be quite high.
His endurance is high too, the results of running away from trouble. Quick on his feet, and acrobatic skills are phenomnal. His strength is indeed quite low though. So when brute force is needed, he isn't one for the job.

[b]Writing Sample:[/b]
Quincy awoke from his slumber at the sounds of feet scampering outside of his bedroom door.
He sat up in bed and looked around, stretching his slender arms. He looked out the window, moon still shining and emitting off it?s bright light in the gaseous star filled sky.

?Who could be up,,, At this hour?? He yawned, he swung his legs to the side of his bed and stood. Looking at the bed next to him which was supposedly occupied. ?Don?t tell me she?s goofing off again.? He walked to the door and stared at the crack letting the Inn front?s light seep through it.
He opened the door, and there was a little girl, about 4 to 5 years old, sitting in a chair with a book on her lap. ?Psyche, what are you doing?? He crossed his arms.

?I can?t sleep.? She pouted, pulling the book closer to her chest. Raising her head to look at her father with those innocent hazel eyes of hers.

?What?s that?? Quincy asked as he reached out for the book. Psyche handed it to him. He looked at the cover and dragged his hand across the leather covering. ?A journal?? He opened the book and flipped through the pages, it was filled with drawings and impressive legible handwriting. ?This is, yours?? Psyche nodded. Quincy closed the book and handed it back to her. ?Come, tomorrow we have a long day ahead of us.? He picked up his tired daughter and carried her into the room; laid her in her bed, and tucked her in. And then he went to bed himself.

The next morning screaming and yelling was heard throughout the inn:
?We?re looking for a man named Quincy! We know he?s here!?
Quincy sat up. And looked at his daughter whom was sitting in her bed, trembling.

?They?re looking for you dad.? She said. ?They found us, we have nowhere to go. They?ll take us both away.?

?Hey! What have I told you about thinking negative? We?ll be alright, just stay calm. Stay calm Psyche.? Quincy jumped out of bed and grabbed his things. ?Come, let us go out the window. Get your things. Quickly. It?s only before a matter of time they look here!? And with that Psyche jumped up and grabbed her bag and stood near the window. ?All we have to do now is have faith in the Lords.? And with that he cracked the window with his revolver and punched the window out. The glass shattering attracted the guards whom invaded the inn. ?Go.? Quincy lifted his daughter and helped her through the window.

"Hey, what's going on in there? Open up!" Yelled a guard as he pounded on the door. "Don't make us use brute force!"

"Hurry, Psyche! Becareful, meet me around the back." Quincy said in a hushed tone.

"Okay... Wait! Daddy, I'm missing Lars!" She started to panic. "You know I need Lars!"
Quincy knew quite well that his daughter would have multiple panic attacks if she didn't have her rabbit doll. And buying her a new one, just won't be the same to her... And Quincy. He got that doll for Psyche when she was still a baby.

"I'll get Lars for you. Meet me around the back. Be careful, please." And with that, Psyche scampered off toward the back of the inn. Quincy made a 90 degree turn to scan the room for the rabbit. "Where has that darned rabbit gotten to?" He quietly walked over to the beds and searched the covers. The pounding and yelling on the door continued. "Ah-hah! Found you!" Yelped Quincy, he got up. But it was too late. The guards made their way through the broken doorway. He ran toward the window, but guards outside made their way toward him. He backed away.

"Quincy, theif and murderer of 3. We are to accompany Quincy to the Kingdom of Niffleheim." Stated a guard stepping forward as he read off a scroll. "Destiny, execution."

To be continued in actual RP thread...

[b]Extra Info:[/b]
+ He has a daughter named Psyche, whom he was seperated from. And he will constantly relate about everything to her. Possibly making the others sick hearing about her.
+ He admires Kay greatly, but only as a companion/friend. He tends to talk to her about his problems, if any do occur.(I hope it's okay with you Illusion. PM me if it's not.)

[B]EDIT:[/B] I know it's kinda late for a sample, but I thought I'd do it since it gives off some sort of background to him. Sorry for making it pretty long. Added some extra info too. Which I will post in the Underground thread.[/SIZE][/color]

[Raphael]

OOC: :D I'd like to sign as Selestiae's underling if I may......oh and yes, Seishirou is from X TV, but I made this Seishirou MY Seishirou....(I've made some edits below....I've also finished the writing samples....)

[CENTER][B]Name:[/B] Seishirou (he had abandoned his last name)

[B]Age:[/B] 25

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Personailty:[/B] Seishirou is a calm and collected person, he's silent but always seemed smiling on normal circumstances. He's a bit mysterious and doesn't like other to question his motives, he never question theirs either. He always wears his glasses to hid the fact that his left eye is blind. :cool:

[B]Class:[/B] Black Mage

[B]Race:[/B] Asian

[B]Apperance:[/B] [URL=http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/1765/seishir24bc.jpg]Click here[/URL]

[B]Weapon:[/B] He had 27 cards which he uses as medium to cast his magics. On battle, he usually have 5 of them forming a star shape to create a floating platform for him to ride on. He uses the other 20 cards to perform magics and the last 2 cards holded on both of his hands as a short-ranged weapon (mind you, his cards are sharp....). He could control his cards anyway he wishes (made them fly, strikes, etc.) but only for the maximum distance of 3,3 metres. His cards are solid, it would takes many strikes to break them apart. He has a knive hidden on his coat in case all of his cards are destroyed.

[B]Magic:[/B] He uses his cards to perform darkness-based magics. Some of his magics are:

- [B]Dark Link[/B] when two or more of his cards are on a straight line (either facing each other or not), both of them could generate a beam which tries to connect to each other. The beams could then generate barrier if they formed a shape (usually a star shape) which is usefull for defense and transportation. He could also use the beams to attack or entrap his enemies.

- [B]Summon Night Crows[/B] changes his card into a black crows with sharp claw and beak. He uses these creatures to attack his enemies from distance. Once killed, the creatures change back into a card (it would change back into a card, eventhough you split the poor bird into two :D ) and cannot be transformed back for 17 or more minutes depending on his stamina to recharge the energy inside his cards.

- [B]Black Vortex[/B] put his card into a circular shape and spun them fast. The shape concentrate Seishirou's energy inside the circle into some kind of energy ball (darkness-based) which he could shoot to his enemy (explode on impact). The more card he uses to create the shape, the more powerfull this technique would be.

- [B]Ruler of the Night[/B] sees clearly on the night, it's a passive skill Seishirou had despite his blindness on left eye.

- [B]Release[/B] releasing a lock inside Seishirou body which prohibit him to use magics without his cards. After release, Seishirou's physical ability (speed, strength, etc.) is increased and he could use Black Vortex and Summon Night Crows without using his cards (the crows he could summon are limited to 13 only on this state). The release usually used when his cards are all destroyed and can only be used with the duration of 23 minutes or more depending on his stamina (if used more than 26 minutes his lifespan would be decreased by one, more than 28 minutes results in his death). After the release state, he's back to normal.

[B]Stats:[/B] Seishirou has an excellent magic skill and moving speed. But his physical strength wasn't his good point as he never relied on them. The blind left-eye of him made him slower to react against an attack from left side. His technique on using the knive is good but not as a good as a real professional. His other abilities (endurance, luck, etc.) are about average.

[B]Writing Sample:[/B]
"Pathetic world, so pathetic that it deserved the most unimaginable destruction....". Seishirou stands atop of a street lamp in the night, whipering those cursing words of his while watching the night-life of the city below him. The cold wind on that night seems unfriendly to anyone felt it. Seishirou jumped into the ground and walk along the street only to find himself surrounded by hideous bandits of the night. One of the bandits approach Seishirou, it seemed that he wanted to threaten him.

"You know what we wanted...." not even letting the pitiful bandit finished his words, Seishirou slashed his head off his body using a card on his right hand with an amazing speed. The other bandit surprised by the incident asked themself "How could that...." and again, not letting the bandits finished their words even the one on their mind, Seishirou killed them all. "You should felt lucky, you didn't even had to experience pain...." so said Seishirou to the bodies lying on the ground.

"A card user, how interesting..." suddenly someone unnoticed even by Seishirou said those words with evilish tone. Seishirou quickly turn his body tried to find anyone who said those words and sees a woman with unspeakable beauty stands not far from him. Somehow, something doesn't fit right, something differs this woman than any other humans, that is if this "someone" in front of Seishirou indeed a human.

That's how Seishirou met up with Selestiae, the twisted being who noticed Seishirou's hatred toward the world. Seishirou felt interested by the offer of Selestiae, who after introduced herself quickly demonstrated her undeniable ability which stunned Seishirou to his heart, to help her crumble this wretched world. Seishirou knows that this Selestiae had something on store, but he accepted her offer so that he could release his hatred toward the world, hatred caused by his dark past.

[B]Extra Info:[/B]
- Seishirou hates holy things and that's not because he's a dark magician, he hates them personally. Therefore, he also hates Kay, whose a priestess and obviously using all kind of holy magic and things. For some reason, that might not be the only reason why Seishirou hates Kay.
- Seishirou constantly questions Karnig about his true allegiance. Although Seishirou never asked why, Seishirou always felt that Karnig's not sure whether his choice to serve Selestiae was true. This certainly, to Seishirou, would become an obstacle in the future. (hey Rhytm, just PM me if you didn't agree or have any question about this)[/CENTER]

[Linkk]

[COLOR=Purple]Name: Kylipso

Age: 22

Gender: female

Class: Warrior

Race: Caucassian

Personality: Tough'n Rough! LOL! But she always plays fair....Or at least what she perseves to be fair. She is not what you'd say shy but she seems quiet. When she has something to say you'll know. She can be as quiet as a churh mouse and yet when she wants a real motor mouth. She is sweet, loving and caring...but she'll do what she has to to stay alive, protect the ones she loves and her cause.]A little scerective and mysterious as well. Others try to figure her out.

Appearance: Stands 5'6", slim, well built,green eyes, short auburn hair. She wears it slitly spiked. It comes just past her ears in lenght. Her wardrobe attire constits of leathers, jean, warrior type clothing. She has black leather biker type gloves ( you know the ones without the fingers)But she likes wearing a pair of black leather pants,her shirt is leather with criss cross strapes and wears big steal toe boots.

Weapon: Katana, Bow and arrows ( is that ok) and daggers.


Stats: Good in combat and horse riding. Head on attacks,hand to hand combat.

Writing Sample:
Her attacker pinned her to the ground. She though to herself how foolish she had been in letting her gaurd down even if it was just for a split second. One of the rules in fighting never let yourself think you are safe. As the woman attacked her they turned and tumbled over and over again. At times Kylipso was on top then just as sudenly she was on the ground again.

[I]Can't Give Up![/I]

The woman shrieked as Kylipso,managed to pull the dark hair out of the woman's head by the root.Maybe that was cheap but hell this lady was choking her to death. The woman held her dagger to Kylipso's throat once more.

" Speak up! Tell me where the others are!" She pushed the dagger closer to the throat. A tiny bit of blood trickled down Kylipso's neck.

She spat in the woman's face. " I'll never tell you. Your Goddess will fall."

As she pulled the dark hair once more she managed to catch her assailant off gaurd flipping her onto her back.

" This is it" Kylipso said, now holding her dagger to the throat. " You're going to be delivering a message to your Goddess. Se is about to meet her maker!" Will that Kylipso slit the woman's throat. Blood squirted onto her face. Whipping it with the back of her hand she got up.

[I]I better look for these others myself[/I] [/COLOR]

[Heartless Me]

Name: Kim Chao

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Personailty: Kim used to be arrogant, cocky, and conceited but that was before what happened at Vanduo. Now she was quiet, almost shy, though still outspoken if given a chance to talk, her voice has lost much of the confidence it once carried.

Class: Mage

Race: Asian-American

Apperance: [url]http://www.photoconnect.net/imgUpload2Tmbs/imgUpload2/scottyh/SHauto30/2003-06-03_019a.jpg[/url]

Weapon: Starting Oak Staff, Ending Yggdrisil Wand.

Magic: Her magic is largely based upon manipulation of time, space and dimension.

Time Sense-Tells her automatically what time, day, month and year.

Pocket-Doubles her carrying capacity by opening a small dimensional fold that holds her items.

Spacial Compression-An offensive spell that bends space in an area a being is in effectively working to crush the target.

Stats: Her Wisdom is off the charts allowing for the comprehension and use for such complex magic, Intelligence is average lending the magical energy needed to cast the spells, Strength and Agility are nearly nonexistant as her body is thin tall and lithe though her stamina is suprisingly well for a mage.

Writing Sample:

The dust was settling from the large meteor shower that devestated the block that she lived on. The college Campus she attended was in shambles, a mere skeleton of it's previous glory. She was a Senior there going on her fifth year in a study of metaphysical psychology. Other people just called it Psychic Theory, But she knew better. It had much more to do with the logical part of the mind and the fact that certain acts of mental power were truely possible. She looked down at her Maize sweater and sighed. There was a large rip in the stomach and the left sleeve had been ripped off, not so cleanly as it were. Her brand new pants were covered in dust and debris and some blood, undoubtedly hers.

She climbed out through the hole in the wall here her room used to be and looked up at the sky seeing all the carnage coming from one focal point. So being the future scientist she was with her curious nature, she headed toward the source. Nothing could have prepared her for what happened though. As she entered the town square she seen the woman, Selestiae, floating several feet above the ground... That was impossible wasn't it?

Then it came to her as if someone lit a fire cracker in her skull. It wasn't possible. Actually she bet that she could do it if she really tried, but now wasn't the time for that. The floating woman was speaking so she listened. She spoke of how the world was doomed and all that evil villainous spout and then dissappeared. The last show of magic fully opening her eyes to her latent power and she knew what she could do. Reaching her hand out she muttered a word and grasped at the air pulling out a staff wrapped in a robe from nowhere. Placing the robe about her she turned the city to her back and left. Where? No place in particular.

Extra Info: Maybe add stuff Later.

[Random]

[COLOR=Navy][SIZE=1]Wow...to be honest, I didn't expect this many people to join. Before my own sign-up, a few things to be noted:

NekoSama101, first off we'll guide you if you'd like. Being one of your first RP's, I'll gladly help you along...that being said, the race is'nt what I'm looking for. As I said before, no half-human half-animal whatsoever. Feel free to change it, as this RP will not be starting for at least a few days.

Death_Dragon92, same goes for you. Love the sign-up, but "elf" isn't a class that I'm allowing in this RP...maybe in a future one.
If everyone can, could you all send me a PM regarding the alignment of your characters? Then, when I post the "final (enter number here)", I can catagorize everyone in their corresponding teams. Thx.

Also, feel free to make connections with other characters...friends, enimies, lovers, family, ex-whatevers. It's easier to start the RP then, and then we know where everyone stands. And don't worry if you don't want to...loners can be worked in, and it's preferable if there are a couple of them. Just add that info in the "Extra Info" section.

For anyone else still wishing to sign-up, I'd like any more sign-ups to be on the bad side...then it'll be balanced for future plans.

I'm sure there's more, but I can't remember any...so, without further ado, my sign-up...although a little incomplete at the moment. Obviously I'll be playing the "leader" of the "good" group...bear that in mind when reading this. ~.^

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Name: Leo

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Personailty: As his name implies, he's hot-headed, tempermental, and prone to temper-tantrums. He has a short fuse, and is ready to blow at any second. He is committed, and hold strong to his beliefs. This works two ways for Leo: first is the negative, getting him into trouble, unnecessary fights, and putting bad-blood between himself and others. On the other, more positive side, it makes him extreamly loyal, ever ready to defend his friends, either verbly or physically.

He tends to not think things trough, and is often rash in his decisions, which leads him into some sticky situations. And yet, he is a natural-born leader. He knows how to cater to people's needs, but that doesn't necessarily mean that he will. Leo thinks about Leo first and formost.

Class: Trainer/Thief

Race: Caucasion

Apperance: [URL=http://www.mindplaces.com/save/concept%20thief%20front.jpg]Leo[/URL]

Weapon: Katana Rod - Leo's weapon is unique, and his fighting style is even more so. The Katana Rod is a conceled weapon, disguised as a type of walking stick. But, as with most things, it conceles a deadly secret. The stick, about four feet in length, is really a sheath for two two-foot-long katanas. The stick comes apart in the center, revealing the katanas which slide inside the stick side-by-side. The rod remaning below the blades are then used as the handle of the two swords. Also, when in one piece, Leo can use it as a staff.

Magic: NA

Stats: Leo is actually quite agile. He is quiet as a cat, yet strong as a bull. He also is great with nearly all animals, and is unmatched in riding.

Writing Sample: N/A

Extra Info:
~as a trainer, he has a deep connection with animals and nature
~has a connection with Kylipso, but what that connection is is uncertian
~goes to school with Kim (if that's okay...PM me)
~(when all the characters get together) often butts heads with Kay, but is close nonetheless.
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[_Kenshin_]

ooh.. I'm new at this so...
Name: Tsukatsu

Age: 23

Gender: male

Personailty:Short with a temper for short jokes, serious when things are anything close to fighting, but usually has no talk in things. Mostly unknown but is shy and keeps to himself.

Class:Thief(assasin)

Race: Canadian.... Heh nobody else will be like him

Apperance: [URL=http://img325.imageshack.us/img325/4848/assasin8nk.th.jpg]Tsukatsu[/URL]

Weapon: Throwing stars, daggers.
If enemy gets close his aim with stars becomes flimsy and is forced to use daggers.

Stats: Has great agility and accuracy with all his years of work, with mild strength and defence.
Even with his low strength he's fast enough to evade attacks and get in close for a critical hit.
Can also disappear with his cape.

Writing Sample: Stormy, and still Tsukatsu wanders the streets of town in seek of a hope, dust blowing accross his face ,yet continuing on he staggers away from where he thought could be he sure death. Thoughts of forgivness ran threw his head hoping the gods may help him for what he did, but finding none provided. The road ahead darkening, with a hatred feeling beating him in the heart. Nothing could help now ,nothing could save him from what he had done.

"wh...what have I ..done" thinking to himself, still waiting, hoping someone would forgive him of this sin from the stars above. Hidding in for cover as a flash of light hits the sky and reveals a familiar face, uncertain of this presence sits in the shadows unknown to the eyes of this figure. Looking down on his hand of blood, urges up blood from the last battle and attempts to continue on with out notice. The figure stopped, and creeped slowly in the direction of Tsukatsu.

Having time to reconfigure the body of the figure in his mind, notices it the man who tried to kill him. Eye sight blurred from the night and the last battle he knew he couldn't participate in a fight with this villain, but with his life at stake he would have no other choice. Slowly standing up still behind his cape, Tsukatsu began to withdraw his daggers. Dropping his cape to the ground, he hasted towards the figure. Hitting the man, Tsukatsu fell to his nee's from the lose of blood in a flesh wound. Just as his eyes were about to blacken out Tsukatsu seen the figure walking away with pity for his life, wanting to fight again when Tsukatsu was at full strength.

Extra Info: Ex-military assasin, now hunts those who've done wrong and wishes to cleanse the world of evil even though that would consist of himself.

[Random]

[COLOR=Navy][SIZE=1]First off, sign-ups are closed.

Alright, here's the list of those who got in:

[center]~Good~

Ecstasy - Leo (trainer/theif)
Illusion - Akayllia (priestess)
Linkk - Kylipso (warrior)
Starwind - Dred (martial artist)
Heartless Me - Kim (time mage)
Death_Dragon92 - Balthazarr (rogue)
Ninjah - Quincy (hunter/theif)

~Evil~

Takuya - Selestiae (goddess)
Rhym - Karnig (berserker)
Raphael - Seishrou (black mage)[/center]

_Kenshin_, you're in, but I'm not sure which team you're wanting to be in. The others have either PMed me, or made it clear in their posts...I'm sure you want to be in the good as per your sign-up, but just PM me to let me know.

Now the info:

I'll be starting this up probably tomorrow, so look for it then. I'll start an underground with aditional info later today, so post any questions or concerns there.

Also, if you have any questions for [i]only[/i] the team you are in, or for [i]only[/i] myself, feel free to PM me. Rhym, Raphael, you can direct your questions to Takuya, as well, as s/he knows the basic plot of the story.

That's all. Thanks to everyone who signed up, and congrats to everyone who got in.[/SIZE][/COLOR]