Sign Up Chosen Eight (M-LVS)

[konske]

A man walked into a room and gasped. He was not expecting anyone else to be in the room with him. He had no clue who this person was, but he had a felling that he was about to find out.

"Sit down young one, I am going to tell you a tale, it has many truths behind it, and it could possible be what you were looking for." He took a long drag from his pipe and then sat down in a rocking chair.

"Listen old man, I am no relation to you. I was told to come here and ask you of the Chosen Eight." The young person sat down as told, but there was a look on their face as if they did not want to be there.

"Very well, tell me something first, what do you know about the eight you so desperatly seek?" The old man took another puff from his pipe then looked at the young person sitting in front of him.

"From stories, I know there were more than eight. There were hundreds, maybe even thousands, but there were eight that stood above the rest. Eca of the water, Dom of the earth, Del of the ice, Adin of the light, Sa of the darkness, Ject of the lightning, Nie of the fire, and Lia of the wind. They were gods of sorts." The old man nodded for him to go on with what he knew.

"They were powerful, and one of many that could use powers at the snap of a finger. They lived many years ago, about fourhundred, but their spirit still lives with us today. They felt that their powers were given to them for a reason. They felt that it was their duty to save the world and anything living in it. But not all of their kind felt the same way. There were many that had these powers as well as some that did not that faught agianst them to try and kill them." The young person smiled and shood their head.

"Go on. So far, you are right, and I want to know what else you know about them." The old man cleaned out his pipe and set it on the table next to him.

"Well, after four years of fighting, it was down to one last one. Each side had thousands of troops to help them. There was the good, the side that the Chosen Eight were on, and then there was the other side, the Faction, as they wanted to be called. They were only murders in many peoples eyes though."

"To go one with this story, the final fight lasted ten days, and at the end of it, only one of the Eight stood, badly hurt, she would not live much longer after this. Knowing this fact, she cast a spell on herself as well as the other seven. Noone knows what kind of spell it was, but after that day, both sides had been completely destroyed." The old man smiled as he light up his pipe once more.

"True, but only two people know what kind of spell it was. And, that is why you were sent to me. I do know, and I have to ask you a question before I tell you about the spell. How long have you had those wings on your back?" He pointed to the pair of white feathered wings sitting on the young persons back.

"These, since I was born. I have had them ever since I came into this world. Why, is there something wrong with them?"

"Nothing, the spell that Adin casted was this, 'Though we may die, here today, on this land, we shall live on. Our bodies will vanish into the earth, but our sould shall never die. One day, in the future, we will be needed once more, and when that time comes, it will not be the ones you see before you, but others, the same as us, and they will be us. This last fight was one that will never see past this day. The days of spells and magic shall die here on this ground, but our lives will not. When we are needed, look to the young, they shall be us, and we shall be them." The old man closed his eyes as he started to smile.

"What is it, what is so funny?" The young person asked, sitting up a little more.

"In these times, the outside, what everyone sees is wonderful. There appears to be no harm, but that is only a coverup. Down deep within our world, it is turning into a hell. Soon, the world will be ingulfed in flames, and the Chosen Eight will be the only ones to stop it. And you, young one, are a reincarnation of someone from the past. Lia of the wind, you appear to have chosen a wonderful new body, please help find the others. You will know when you meet them, and they will know when they see you, who you really are. Now, go, you are needed elsewhere." The young person stood up and walked out of the building.

"This is freaking crazy." The young one looked up to the sky and looked around. Something was pulling at their heart, and the feeling was clear, come here, now!

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Alright, thats it. There will be seven signups, plus mine. I will take more, but only one of each reincarnation. Fight for them if you want to. Here are the eight to pick from.

Eca- Of the Water
Dom- Of the Earth
Nie- Of the Fire
Adin- Of the Light
Sa- Of the Darkness
Ject- Of the Lightning
Lia- Of the Wind
Del- Of the Ice

Pick from one of those. In this rp, you are a reincarnation, but the reason why you are back are a mystery. Somehwere something is going wrong, and it is big enough for you to be brough back to handle it. IF there are any questions, please ask and I will answer. Here is the sighup.

Name
Age: 16-28 please
Gender: It does not have to be the same as the reincarnation. Say Lia is a female, you may be a male reincarnation.
Personality: Two paragraphs on this one please
Appearance: Pic or written
Rencarnation of: Which one are you
Power: Goes along with the reincarnation.
Weapon: Still times of melee so take it from there
Bio: How did you find you you were a reincarnation, or if you want to find out later, an experience with some of your powers.

[GothikMoon]

Name: Kinna Williams

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Personality: Her dedication to fighting and learning is overshadowed by her arrogance and hostility towards anyone she perceives to be greater than her. She hates fire, and will jurt anyone who uses it against her.
If she is not training or fighting, Kinna can be a very shy, and nice person. She's very competative, arrogant, cautous, short tempered, and sometimes nice.

Appearance:[URL=http://www.midway.com/images/forum/mk_Frost_render.jpg]Kinna[fighting uniform][/URL]

Rencarnation of: Del- Of the Ice

Power: Abilities to form solid weapons by freezing surrounding water vapor, and freeze anything, even opponents (if she uses enough power).

Weapon: Ice daggers [when using power], one double edged kitana, and throwing daggers.

Bio: Kinna was ten when her father died, while saving a family from a fire. Afterward she became deathly afraid of fire and wouldn't go anywhere near flames. She moved in to her grandfathers dojo, and began to learn multiple Martail Arts. Since then, she has become a great fighter and also very competitive.

Kinna discovered her powers when she was eleven years old, while she was walking with her mother, they were attacked by thieves and she tried to run away, but she wasn't fast enough. They cought her, and were about to kill Kinna and her mother, when the bullets froze in mid-air and the thieves did as well. The energy used to stop the thieves knocked her unconcious, and her mother took her back to the dojo.

Kinna immidiatly became obcessed with her powers, and practiced her skills whenever she was alone, along with her Martail Arts training. Now she has nearly mastered her ice, and fighting abilities together. Revealing a deadly combination.

[Funny Girl]

[COLOR=Magenta]Name: Riiko

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Personality: She's a very nice person with an agressive side. She loves to be there when action takes place. She can never stay away from fighting but she can when it comes to the ones she loves. She can be nice but when there's a fight she will be all in to it. She can't help but feel a little different a strange around others but she knows that people accept her the way she is.

Overall her personality can be flirty and outgoing. She loves going out shopping and flirting is one of a good personality. She can tell that others don't like her for being different and she's sorta not all the great about it. She can be the light of a party or someone to have a shoulder to cry on. But either way you take it, she's somone reliable and dependable.

Appearance: [URL=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g172/Just_Be_Yourself/c240d2da.jpg]Clicky On the Underlined Button[/URL]

Rencarnation of: Adin

Power: Light. She can control the light anything that has to do with "Good Magic." She is like a preistess that can send energy waves and balls of light from her katanas.

Weapon: She has two katanas that she carries on her back.

Bio: She was abused a lot from parents and some kids for the color of her hair and the way she looked. No one would ever want to be around her and she was very sad about that. When she moved from her original school to another, she made a lot new friends that accepted her into their lives. She was a lot happier there and then as she grew older, she noticed that there was something different than having odd hair color but some sort of power that she soon finds out later.[/COLOR]

[Cicatrice Du Adieu]

Name: Oko

Age: 18

Gender: female

Personality: :Oko is a quiet wallflower who enjoys watching others. She has a very melancholy, lonely appearance but is acually quite content.Oko enjoys the company of others. She is very polite and curtious. She is very literate and enjoys books and poetry. She often catches herself in deep, blissful thought. Oko seems to have a very distant look in her eyes.

Her look is very diseiving.Poeple often deem her as weak and defenseless, but that is a terrible mistake. She is quick and agile and has mastered an extreme level of acrobatic skill. She is trained superbly at her blade which is a potent and deadly combo with her speed and agility. She tries hard to never use her skills in combat and because of her polite, quiet nature never really needs to resort to it.

Appearance: [IMG]http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k311/redfiredragon_2006/anime/Water3.jpg[/IMG]

Rencarnation of: Eka

Power: Oko can control water.( It works out since theres is moisture every where.)

Weapon: [url]http://s91.photobucket.com/albums/k311/redfiredragon_2006/anime/?action=view¤t=YoungerSheLanceyRyanWilliams.jpg[/url]

(Ignore the girl. Look at her weopon.)

Bio: As a child, Oko was very different, insightful and strange. Her father was a deadbeat and her mother was a drunk. Because of her distant behavior she always came second to her younger sister. She never really had any friends and learned tentertain herself.

When she was but 9 years of age her mother and her got into a fight. Her mother was hammered and took all the stress of her life out on her daughter. It started with yelling, but ended with a crying, bruised 9-year old girl running from her house. She never looked back and never thought once of returning.

She spent most of her time avoiding reality and reading at the library. Due to a kind librarian and the many books she read she became quite educated.

One night she was sitting on a dock at a beach close to the library. It was night and the tide was high. The moon was full and offered plenty of light. she got up to go having spent at least two hours there , when a gust of wind hit her back causing her to loose her footing and fall into the water.

She gasped in shock and look in water which caused her to go under. Soon the under toe had her and she saw no escape. Oko fell silent letting the water take her.

Half dead with water caught in her lungs and no air for mabye 5-7 minutes she began to drift into a sleep that would last her eternity. Her eyes were still open and she saw everything becomeing darker and darker as she sank. She looked around for her final time and saw something. A figure that seemed made of mere water and sea foam. It dove under her and carried her up.

Before long she was laying on the shore. After a bit she came through and threw up water. She regained her sight and looked around. She sat up and looked at what seemed to be water flowing up? Oko looked up to see a horse like creature completley made of flowing water! She gasped and the water stopped flowing and fell, once again becomeing part of the vast dark ocean.

On returning to the library she explained the reason for being soaked and what had happened to her. That is when she learned of the Eight. For 2 years after thjat experiance her teacher, the librarian, trained her to focus her abilities and tje way of fighting. She also learned how to use her blades.

Oko left shortly after learning how to master what the librarian could teach her to seek a more skilled teacher. She gave up that mission and now trains herself, expirmenting with new combos and water techniques. She now travels alone.

[Xerxes]

[COLOR=Purple]Name: Ashara

Age: 18

Gender: female

Personality: She's stubborn and cold. She doesn't like to be bothered with anything or everything. When she is told to do something and she does it, don't get in her way or else you'll pay. She hates everyone and everything that bugs her, mocks her, or that are just down right stupid.

At first, she wasn't always liked this, but as the years progressed and more and more things had opened her mind, she found the negatition in other people. She used to be sweet and kind but now she is stubborn and cold.

Appearance: [URL=http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m5/key_of_darkness/everydays/flowergirl.jpg]Ashara[/URL]

Rencarnation of: Sa

Power: darkness

Weapon: bow and arrow with razor fans (help to release her magic in a weapon)

Bio: As a kid, she was always picked on by the other kids because she was different. Everyone thought of her as an outcast since she hardly ever talked and would sit and do nothing. In junior high, all the kids picked on her because of her hair color and the way she looked. Finally, when she couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up for herself and beat the- well, I won't say but I will say- heck out of that kid. When she got older and was in her senior year of high school, she started to realize some sort of feeling that kept coming to her in the night. She couldn't figure out what it was.[/COLOR]

[Akieen Cloud]

[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=RoyalBlue][B]Name: Amelia Young

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Personality: Sweet and kind she is also out going and loud at times, loves to be with others she is a social person and thrives when she is a crowd. Friendly and over all described as childish and giddy. She has a bad side to her as well, with a nasty temper once she is angery, she can hold a grudge for as long as she wants and can fight almost as well as she talks. Authoritive but at the same time submissive she is sometimes hard to read.

Apperance:[URL=http://img107.imageshack.us/img107/7950/1629370cg.jpg]Amelia[/URL]

Reincarnation: Lia

Power: She has power over the wind

Weapon: Skilled with a Swallow, or double headed spear she is fast on her feet and makes use of it very well.

Bio: Amelia was never one to think she was special as she grew up to her current age and believed that she was just a norml person till the death od her brother. Orphaned at a young age her and her brother lived together in an orphanage and were happy together there till her brother came down with Scarlet Fever and died.

She had run onto a high hill and sat there all day wishing that she could fly or at least let her pain float away on the light breeze that drifted past her when the breeze turned into a full gust at the thought. Brushing it off she returned to the orphanage to see it in flames, she screamed and blinked as a lrge portion of the fire was blown out. It was then that she realized that she was diffrent than others and continued to have fun with her 'powers' not knowing that she is indeed a reincarnate.
To this day at age 19 she has no idea who she really is only that she has a special purpose.[/B][/COLOR][/FONT]

[P.J. McKrafty]

[COLOR=DarkOliveGreen][B]Name:[/B] Garrett

[B]Age:[/B] 20

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Personality:[/B] Garrett has always been silent but until recently he was secluded. He is prone to trouble and it seems to follow him wherever he goes. He is very gentle which is something very unique in someone with his strength, which is why barely anyone knows of his strength. . He will do practically anything for a woman and is very romantic (or at least he thinks so). He is very friendly even though he might not seem too friendly from looks.

Garrett is a genuinely good guy, he dose not stay in one place too long and is always moving around helping people along the way. Most people fear him thinking he is a drifter, but Garrett has become accustomed to those who deny his assistance.
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Appearance:[/B]

[B]
Reincarnation of:[/B] Dom
[B]
Power:[/B] Strength and high constitution. He is also able to manipulate some earth. thus meaning he can control ore and precious stones, which is how he makes his money. He is able to make seismic waves through the ground. He is able to control molten rock and metal to a certain point but because it is also fire he dosen't have complete control of it.

[B]Weapon:[/B] (sword in picture) Garrett is not a burly hulking giant like most would be with his strength which gives him the advantage of having some speed and reflex. But his downside is that he is afraid to use the full extent of his strength.

[B]Bio:[/B] Garrett was born to a wealthy family, he was abandoned at an orphanage at the age of 3 for reasons he cannot remember.He grew up in the orphanage and was always secluded by the other kids and was only befriended by a girl named Selina. One day she was adopted, he decided then that he was leaving the orphanage and was going on his own having nothing else left for him in the orphanage. He went to escape but he couldn't make it over the wall. He became frustrated and punched in the wall in anger. The wall blew apart as if his fist was a wrecking ball. Garrett ran to freedom not believing what he saw.

He lived wandering on his own for a couple months. He decided that it was him that caused the wall and he trained with his powers for some time. He then found out the extent of his power when he almost killed himself. He was lucky enough to find a family to shelter him for a while. He was trying to learn martial arts from the man of the house. Garret accidentally stomped onto the floor too hard and it shook the foundation of the house sending it crashing to the ground. He and the families daughter were the only on to get out. She ran away calling him a monster and saying she would never forgive him. He retrieved a sword from the wreckage from the house while trying to save the parents. After that he swore to never use his strength like that again. He has never settled down since.[/COLOR]

[The Enemy]

[B]Name:[/B] Mark

[B]Age:[/B] 27

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Personality:[/B] Mark is quiet, extremely so. He hardly talks to anyone and in thus seems to be mad constantly. He is however a very caring man. He is usually shunned at for his ruthless fighting competitions and secrecy, but if anyone gave him the time of day they could see he was a smart and passionate individual.

People who do know hi, there arn't many , would describe him as "misunderstood" they have seen his true sides and his true feelings. Mark is very cold to strangers though. He has verious personal bounderies and blocks to keep others out. Very few have made it to his good side.

[B]Appearance: [/B] [URL=http://i95.photobucket.com/albums/l142/gooseberry_01/lightning-2a7z.jpg]Mark[/URL] Note the lightning shaped scars from his shoulders to his chest.

[B]Rencarnation of:[/B] Ject of lightning

[B]Power:[/B] He can sence and read the electrical surrents in the air and in people, this gives him the inate ability to predict the movements of others. He can also manipulate the currents, allowing him to create and control electricity. Including slight magnetism. And more so, Mark is fast and very acrobatic when needed.

[B]Weapon:[/B] Twin hand axes [URL=http://www.superiormartialarts.com/wleimages/W339.jpg]PIC HERE[/URL]

[B]Bio:[/B] Mark participates in fighting competitions, like tournaments of martial arts. In one of these fights, common in his home village, he was losing badly. His opponent was a large slim man who faught faster than it looked like he could. With a trickle of blood running down his forehead, Mark got a burst of energy. He kicked the man in the stomach and appeared to be letting off electrical sparks with every blow.

The man he fought backed up a few stepps with every hit and winced in pain as his muscled tensed uncontrollably. Mark simply kept fighting silently. He sped around his competitor and hit him fluedly, as if each hit was what he meant to do the entire movement, the hits however were consecutive and many. He finally ended his onslaught with a reach towards his axes a few meters away. A quick flash of lightning on his hand and his weapons were proceded by then flying t him. Mark quickly grabbed them out of the air and slashed his opponants neck out.

Mark had never considered his powers to be of an incarnation, he simply desmissed them as an edge over his enemy fighters.

[konske]

Good, I love em. I will keep this open for the weekend to see if anyone posts. After that, it will be closed. So far everyone that has a finished signup is in. So, without further adue here is mine.


[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Name:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]Chase[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Age:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]21[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Gender:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]Male[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Personality:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]He is warm and supportive. He hates to see anyone sitting alone without anyone to talk to. He is willing to go out of his way to make people feel warm inside. That is what he likes.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Red]But know something, if somone is cold to him, he knows when to leave someone alone and let them have their space. He is not one to push somone unless he can feel that it is the last step in helping them in someway. In battle, he is the one off to the side. He will try not to be spotted and let it be a suprise that he is there. He will sneak up on a target and take them out without even letting anyone know he is ther.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Appearance:[/B] [/COLOR] [URL=http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q196/griff189/0399ff.jpg][COLOR=Red]Here he is.[/COLOR][/URL][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Rencarnation of:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]Nie of Fire[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Power:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]He can manipulate fire as well as create it at the blink of an eye. He can also feel the heat inside of people and animals, so he is good at telling where people are. Currently, he is working on how to tell when someone is moving a muscle, because they give out more heat that way, he just hasn't figured out how to yet.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Blue][B]Weapon:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]The sword in the pic, he is able to create a flame around it and throw the flame at whomever he wishes.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][B][COLOR=Blue]Bio: [/COLOR] [/B] [COLOR=Red]Being a young boy, he has always had a certian feeling when he sees a flame. He can't figure it out, but its like it puts a trance on his body, and he can't help but want to be closer to it and feel it between his fingers.[/CENTER][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Red][CENTER]When he reached the age of eight, he got into a fight with another boy from his village. The boy was a few years older that Chase, and was alot bigger. That didn's stop Chace however. He still faught with all of his might, even if it turned out that the attempt was worthless.[/CENTER][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Red][CENTER]That night, while he was sleeping, he had a dream that he was being attacked from the same boy as before. Out of nowhere, his fears started to grow, and finally, flames shot from his body as he screamed, in his dream he was trying to get away from the other boy.[/CENTER][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Red][CENTER]His mother ran into his room and shouted out his name, which caused him to wake, making the flames vanish just as fast as they appeared. After this, he began to study what caused this outburst.[/CENTER][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Red][CENTER]Eventually, he was able to put two and two together. His father, being a historian, told him about the Chosen Eight, and about the one named Nie. This interested Chase more, and finally he realized that the spell that was told that one of the eight put on themselves, to be reincarnated must be true, and he must be the reincarnation of the one named Nie of Flame.[/CENTER][/COLOR]

[Deadpool]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Dang I hate to be the one to start a fight but oh well.

[b]Name:[/b] Tray

[b]Age:[/b] 25

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Personality:[/b] He is cold at first impressions but after you get him to thaw he can get kind of chatty. He has a cold sense of humor and tends to cut deep with his harsh tongue but deosn't mean to hurt people's feelings. He is not one to voice his mind but will say something when others do.

He likes to keep an open mind in doing everything so he can think things through. Strong sens of loyalty and will not hesistate to help someone who is in over their head though they may refuse his help. He tends to find it funny when poeple get mad over little things and end up clouding their judgment but will help them sort it out afterwards.

[b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=Rei02.jpg]Link[/url]

[b]Reincarnation of:[/b] Del

[b]Power:[/b] Though he can control ice to a degree. He is currently trying to figure out how to guide, make it turn whenever he wants to go where he desires. He has alos figured out how to coat his skin in ice though when he dimsisses it it has some nasty sideeffects.

[b]Weapon:[/b] He has several chains that hang on both sides of his hips and around his waist

[b]Bio:[/b] Troy didn't have a crappy life or anyhting imporant. He just lived an ordianry life like most kids even though he had blue hair, which most kids found funny. They constantly harassed him but found no change in Troy's behavior and thus not getting a reaction out of him finally gave up. Troy didn't really have much of freidns except for the kids that got picked on who he always stuck up for even though he may of lost the fight.

He was sitting in school one day as their teacher talked about some people who could control things. One caught his ear. Some guy named Del who could control ice. Troy closed his eyes and began to day dream, seeing himself as Del. Suddenly he felt cold and opened his eyes. His entire hand was coated in ice and people were complaining about the room being cold.

Troy's eyes darted around making sure no one saw what happened. He closed his eyes and thought it away and when he opened unfortautnly it was still there. He almost freaked out but calmed himself and redid it until the ice went away. Unfortuantly his hand remained red for a couple hours and it hurt everytime he moved it.

After several years he slowly figured out what he could do. He slowly tried new things not pushing himself so he didn't accidently kill himself.

There you go, hope that works[/font][/size][/color]