Sign Up Into The White

[Lilt]

[center][COLOR=Navy][B][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=4]Into The White

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[center][SIZE=3][I][B][FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=Navy]This is a story of a desolate, forgotten planet. It is the story of Nightside, formerly known as the Earth. Nightside is now almost completely taken over by robotic invaders named Vamtyrs (Vamteers) by the people of this wasteland of a planet. Some people have said that the Vamtyrs descended from some older legend, but this has never been proven.[/COLOR][/FONT][FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=Navy]Few people live on Nightside now, thanks to this powerful threat. The Vamtyrs have almost completely taken over. Most of the planet's inhabitants have made new homes on the moon, Mars, or various other planets and space stations.[/COLOR][/FONT][/B][FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=Navy][B] Loreley is one of the exceptions. Coming from an ancient people, she still calls Nightside her home. A discovery she makes on this planet will lead her to a ship and that ship and its crew will possibly help her exterminate the Vamtyrs forever.[/B]

[/COLOR][/FONT][/I][COLOR=Navy][I][FONT=Book Antiqua]Will you help her in this dark time?[/FONT][/I][/COLOR][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Arial Narrow][COLOR=DarkOrchid][B]Okay, this RPG is very simple. The Earth has been destroyed and almost abandoned by its original people. However, some people like Lorely have chosen to stay there for their own reasons. You will be one of these people who live on Nightside still. (Unless you want to live somewhere else, which is fine. It just means that you won't run into anyone else for a little while unless you take a trip to Nightside.)

The future is advanced, but only in certain areas. For example, space travel is obviously possible but most small spacecraft are armed with missiles and weapons that fire bullets of different calibers. Same with guns. There are no laser guns, only guns that you would find from World War 2 to modern times. (Although some people prefer to use earlier weapons like swords, etc. That's fine too.)

Also, the buildings that people live in wouldn't look out of place in a modern city slum. (If you've seen Cowboy Bebop, you'll know what I'm talking about.)

Everyone will meet up with a certain boy who is the owner of a large starship. Loreley will be the first to meet up with him by strange means. (Starwind will be playing this boy. So it's up to him to design and name the starship.) Anyone else can have a smaller spacecraft or other means of transportation if they want to. It all depends on your character.

Lastly this RPG will have sex, strong language, graphic violence, etc. So you've been warned.

If you have any questions, let me know. Here's the sign up sheet.

[COLOR=Black][FONT=Verdana]Name: (This can be only a first name or nickname, if that is all your character is known by.)
Age: (Needs no explanation.)
[/FONT][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/FONT][FONT=Arial Narrow][COLOR=DarkOrchid][B][COLOR=Black][FONT=Verdana]Gender: (Same with age.)[/FONT][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/FONT]
[FONT=Arial Narrow][COLOR=DarkOrchid][B][COLOR=Black][FONT=Verdana]Race: (I might allow exceptions to humans, if you can describe it well and don't make your race some sort of invincible super mutant.)
Birthplace: (Nightside or any other space station or planet. If it's a space station, feel free to make up a name for it.)
Area you currently call home: (If you left Nightside for a space station, etc.)
Something strange about you: (This will take place of personality. Put down anything strange or noticeable about how you act or look. This could have something to do with any powers you may have, weapons you carry, etc. If you do have some kind of power please keep it small and with some sort of weakness or downside. I don't want everyone able to be able to shoot balls of fire from their hands or something.)
Appearance: (What you look like. A description or a picture will do. Both are great.)
Other: (If you've ever run into the Vamtyrs, etc. Anything else you want to add about your history or something else.)
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[Ol' Fighter]

Name: Mat-tsu Okin-wa

Age: 21

Race: Regular ol' human but to specify he's 1/3 African, Indian, and Japanese.

Birthplace: He was born in what used to be known as United States but it is now nothing more than a desolate wasteland of death and machines.

Area you call home: The one area he calls home is a small area about 1 mile wide of living vegetation and fresh water. How this area survived the ordeal of the Vamtyrs is still not clear.

Something strange about you: Mat-tsu is an very calm and collected man who knows exactly what has to be done and how to do it and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He often has an emotionless expression across his face and dim-lighten eyes.

Appearance: Mat-tsu stands 6' tall, has long jet black hair, and has a light sandy color complexion and a slighly muscular physic and has a dragon shaped scare snaking around his arm. He wears an all white long sleeved shirt and black jeans with white boots. He has one earing in his ear that glows white whenever the full moons out. He always keeps his hair in one single long braid.
His only means of defense is a refined rapier with a whitish tent to the metal.

Other: 15 years ago Mat-tsu's family was killed by the Vamtyrs right in front of his very eyes and the only reason why Mat-tsu still lives is because he was hidden under a burning pile of human bodies, loosing so much blood that the Vamtyrs couldn't pick his heatbeat up. After he awoke the next morning still under now scorched human bodies he walked away, away from the desolate scorched city he called home. He walked and walked until he collapsed after walking nearly 50 miles threw nothing more than debris and corpses. He was taken in by a wondering swordsman who was a woman who was nearly four times his age who nurtured and cared for him for 10 years and instilled upon him the principles of being a swordsman and warrior, but during a raid she was mortally wounded in the chest and died shortly after giving Mat-tsu her sword. He then from that day on promised to wipe out these Vamtyrs who have taken so much from him.

How ya' like it?

[Akieen Cloud]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Name: Lee
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: She was part of an experiment long ago to make weapons to fight the vamtyrs, thought to be wiped out she is the only known survivor of what people called Wolves. Genetically enhanced humans that have the personality quirks of a wolf.
Birthplace: A small town in NC on what is now Nightshade.
Area you currently call home: She has no real home, she travels from place to place looking for supplies.
Something strange about you: She hates being alone and would rather travel in a group then alone, something that she gets from her alternation, like most wolves in the wild she wants a pack, not to be the leader but to have companions. Loyal and dedicated she lives to the fullest she can, serious and sarcastic she has a good sense of humor and loves to goof around as well. She had extremely acute smelling and hearing but this is also a threat to her for if in a place with many sounds or smells she is of no good.
Appearance: She has slightly bronzed skin and a fair complexion, black hair with blood red highlights match her pale blue eyes well. She wears simple attire of dark blue hip huggers and a black tank top that's just above her stomach. She wears shin high boot she calls 'shit kickers', thick, heavy and steel toed. She wears a yellow vest over her shirt with a sword strap on the back, black gloves, yellow and black ball cap, and sunglasses. She has gun belts strung across her hips and connecting to her thighs, two colt 45s are stored on these belts with their ammo, a large bastard sword lays in the strap on her back. She wears very little jewelry, a single dog tag that has a serial number on it, the letter L-E-E are in between the numbers giving her the name she goes by.
Other: She has never had the pleasure of running into the Vamtyrs, though the lab she was raised in was destroyed by them. Being in an underground room she was asleep and hidden. She came out of her room to find the lab and everyone in it gone. Being overwhelmed by anger and grief she struck out on her own becoming a loner and very hard hearted on the outside. She travels around on an old motorcycle that she found in a dump heap and fixed up. She has a few quirks about her appearance due to the testing; she has slightly pointed ears and small fangs, her finger nails are also longer then normal and slightly pointed as well. Looking in books from long ago she has come to find that people in the old age would have called her a Werewolf, a person who is bitten and transforms into a blood thirsty monster during the full moon. She has no such craving for anything other then rare meat cooked over an open fire and the companion ship if what she could best describe as a pack to call a family. Also she seems to have this strange fear of a full moon. It makes her jumpy.

If there's anything I need to change lemme know. Thanks![/FONT][/COLOR]

[Starwind]

[B]Name:[/B] Micheal Creed

[B]Age:[/B] 21

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Race:[/B] Human, born and raised

[B]Birthplace:[/B] He was born in a small colony in the area once known as Tampa Florida on what we call Nightshade.

[B]Area I'm calling home:[/B] A fair sized transport ship that he "borrowed" from some rather angry gentlemen on a drifter colony near the moon.

[B]Something strange about you:[/B] Despite the fact that he stole a ship from some less the honorable transporters, he's not a bad guy. He's just a little desperate. And not very smart for that matter. I mean, the man tried to make a getaway in a transport ship with only himself to pilot the damn thing. He may not always mean well when he does something, but he does know how to take care of himself. He's of the mind set to act fast and think last.

Where most people give up is about where he would give up. He really doesn't like trouble. Again, despite the fact that he stole a ship from smugglers. One wouldn't call him lazy, since he does enjoy working out and other such physical activities. He just lacks motivation. He doesn't really wanna do anything unless it's something he enjoys doing, or just really wants to do.

[B]Appearance:[/B] [URL="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c384/GeneOutlaw/Tanner.jpg"][U]Micheal Creed[/U].[/URL] Micheal is about 5'9 and weighs around 145 lbs. He has two constant companions, a 9mm berreta pistol and a six inch combat knife. And due to his character flaw of "act fast, think last" he has a tendency to draw both alot quicker than he probably should.

[URL="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c384/GeneOutlaw/Outlaw_Star.jpg"][U]Micheals' Ship[/U].[/URL] He has yet to name it. The ship itself is of a class A size. Usually used to transport large cargo, or even small ships. On it's own it has minimal defences. It has only two forward and rear machine guns, and two rotary canons on either side of the large ship. Unfortunatly, these require ammo, which he rarely has any of. In order to better hide it from the smugglers he stole it from, he had it re-painted to the red color it is now.

[B]Other:[/B] Micheal is at current, stranded in open space. At present, his inertia is leading him into a decent onto Nightshade. Micheal is hoping that once he hits the atmosphere he can guide himself down into the ocean. From there he'll be needing to "borrow" some fuel, so he can get his ship air born again. Since his piloting skills are mediocre at best, he's worried about how he thinks he's going to get back into space from earth, but it's too late to change his mind now.

He's been keeping a low profile to this point, so he has little contact with the vamtyrs. Like any good human, he prefers to be as far from them as he can manage.

[Shwa]

[B]Name:[/B] Lance Heartwell

[B]Age:[/B] 28

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Race:[/B] Lion Hybrid

[B]Birthplace:[/B] The Lemu Space Station orbiting Jupiter

[B]Area you currently call home: [/B]The Lemu Space Station, houses both Lion males and human females who carry newborns inside of them. Training grounds are held on the planet Jupiter.

[B]Something strange about you:[/B] Thanks to the cross species experimentations the scientists from "old earth" did on the females, their newborns were born into Lion Hybrids capable of immense strength and agility. Due to harsh training and hunting skills learned while growing up, Lance was about to be a member of his clan that could communicate with modern humans.

Lance is a team player, about helping others and team members reach their goals is his mission. He's very close to his lion family and human mother, along with the other female women on the space stations and Jupiter below. Lance took courses on weapon configuration and communications since he's been living at the Space station. The backside of his breed is that he cannot control his rage when he becomes too angry, his fangs and claws show and his muscle mass builds; setting Lance in a blind rage.

[B]Appearance: [/B] [url=http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z154/ookami06/Hot.jpg] See Here![/url]

[B]Other:[/B] A couple years ago, the Vamtyr's terror extended towards the outer ring planets, eventually they came to Jupiter while Lance was still growing up and training. His race fought the Vamtyr's as long as they could until they were outnumbered . Eventually they took rein over Jupiter, but not the Space station that hovers over the planet. The Lemu court has refused to give into their threats and use all their powers to repel the enemy, but their resources are slowly withering away.

Lance recently heard that his home town was invaded by the Vamtyrs where his mother resides, he has yet to hear any news from her. His hidden communication links and transmissions with her have failed, Lance has grown more angry and impatient not knowing whats happening. He knows things on Earth are bad, but he would have never thought the mechanical monsters would terrorize his home and family. Being reckless now would jeopardize the colony's chance to stay free for the little time they have. Lance has sent many decoded messages for help across the planets to see if anyone would respond and aid the once proud Lion tribe.

[Lilt]

[COLOR=Indigo][FONT=Book Antiqua]Okay guys, everyone looks good so far. ^^

I will wait to post my sign up until the weekend. Hopefully we will get a couple of other players before that. If not, I will start this on Monday at the latest.

Oh and Mage, good job on explaining your race. I am not sure if we will know of any alien races yet, so mostly there will just be experiments like yourself.
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[Imp]

Hmm, I know you can make up space stations, but as for planets... Well, I hope making up a planet is okay. You'd think technology was advanced enough to find life on planets in other solar systems anyways...

*Hmm... special powers must have a weakness or downside? What if they're simply useless against the Vamtyrs?

[color=purple][u]Name:[/u] Sayuri Lutriel
[u]Age:[/u] 16
[u]Gender:[/u] Female
[u]Race:[/u] Human, mostly. There are only a few oddities that will be described in the Appearance section.
[u]Birthplace:[/u] A planet called Koratia. Koratia is not in the same solar system as Nightside, but contains a portal that leads to Nightside. A few thousands of years ago, the planet and a few others close to it had a mild connection to Earth (or at least had an influence on its mythology--but the details are too complicated). As for the planet itself, to put it briefly, its surface sometimes glows with various colours--this results from the sun's rays interacting with the atmosphere. The sun itself is a dark blue star called Suriluna, and it produces heat but very little light.

Koratia contains a space port that leads to other planets around it that are called the "Galactic Circle". (Earth was once part of this circle, though very few Earthlings knew about it. Nightside is unofficially part of it now.) Out of all the planets, it is probably the most technologically advanced, and consumes the most electricity.

Koratia's people (or at least some of them) know three languages. The one that is most commonly spoken comes from another planet in the Galactic Circle and was unknown on Nightside/Earth for most of its history. The second is English, which was adopted over time from the rest of the Galactic Circle, which initially adopted it from the old Earth. The third is Japanese, which is dead both on Nightside and on Koratia, but still some Koratians know it. (Though on Koratia, it's called "Nihonic".) This is because the portal leading from Koratia to Nightside comes out somewhere in Japan. As a result, some Koratians, like Sayuri, have Japanese first names.
*Why did I mention these languages? Because Sayuri knows all three of them (though her Japanese is very limited because in her case it's a dead language).
[u]Current Home:[/u] Nightside--specifically, an area that used to be Japan.
[u]Personality, etc:[/u] As far as personality goes, Sayuri is quite mature for her age--maybe that's a side effect of having distant relatives that were animal hybrids and thus had shorter life spans. She is quite fussy about her appearance, but doesn't throw a fit if someone teases her about how she looks. Speaking of appearance, she values appearance in other people as well--and she can't help but stare at someone who looks attractive to her. Such a person, not surprisingly, is often times of the opposite sex. However, just because she enjoys looking at someone doesn't mean she would enjoy talking to them--there have been occasions in the past where a young man she was looking at would walk up to her and start talking to her, and she would just say something like, "Oh, I'm sorry... you just looked good enough to draw eyes like mine." Sayuri doesn't usually like to start conversations, but she can keep talking if a topic happens to interest her. Other than that, she is in general a respecting person, but often times she ends up ignoring people around her and waits for them to notice her. That is, unless someone handsome catches her eye.

Sayuri fits the typical Koratian stereotype of being a "techno-freak", in that she likes to use so many technological devices that it would be hard for her to live without them. Back on Koratia (and on Nightside whenever she could), she spent a lot of time either on the computer or walking around with her mobile and talking to or texting a friend. (The weird part was that even while on Nightside she could talk to her Koratian friends.) However, this also means that Sayuri might spent a bit of time complaining about the differences between Nightsidean and Koratian technologies.

Also, interestingly, Sayuri has a pet snake named Treasure. She is named so because she is a special species of snake called a Witch Snake. Witch snakes are typically about two feet long and are black and purple in colour. While they are venom-wise the deadliest snakes in the Galactic Circle, they are also the gentlest and as a result are seen as good pets. However, they're not allowed to live in the wild on Koratia. Oh, and, witch snakes get their name from their ability to read people's auras. Unfortunately, neither this ability nor any sort of venom will help against the invasion, as robots don't have auras and are made of metal.

[u]Appearance:[/u] Sayuri is only four-and-a-half feet tall, as humans living on Koratia have a tendency to be on the small side. Her skin is a bright peach colour, and her hair is a caramel-ish brown, with black on the ends. Her eyes are the same caramel-ish brown in colour. As for what she wears--let's say her fashion sense is a little odd, but... Anyways, her favourite outfit consists of a glittery dark blue tank top, long black pants with a black skirt over it, a pair of sandals that look wooden, and a purple scarf wrapped around her neck. She also carries a large bag that holds her belongings and matches her shirt in colour (without the glitter).

Okay, I mentioned earlier that Sayuri has a few odd physical features. For instance, there are little tufts of brown fur on the backs of her ears, and her thumbs are about half as long as they should be. But the feature that's most visible, not to mention embarrassing, are a pair of whiskers that emerge from the top of her cheeks. Fortunately, they're a light shade of brown, so at least they match her hair... Sayuri would cut these off, but she tried it once before and ended up with concentration problems until they grew back.

[u]Other:[/u] Sayuri moved to Nightside mainly to explore the place, as very few Koratians ever visited there. Often times the few that did were either killed or laughed at. Well, those two things almost happened to her. Sometimes people teased her about her whiskers, but some people just overlooked them because they thought she looked good otherwise. Then a couple of people tried to kidnap or kill her because they "didn't take kindly to space aliens", but both were instead killed by Treasure. (One other characteristic about witch snakes is that they're most likely to attack people that seem to have a negative aura or try to harm them or those around them.) Anyways, Sayuri went to Nightside very recently and is currently thinking about going back to Koratia because of the Vamtyrs and the barren nature of the planet. However, it's only a matter of time before she meets a certain boy who owns a starship...[/color]

[Lionheart]

[COLOR="Blue"][SIZE="1"]ahh Lilt once again.
I'll post my sign-up later on just wanted to save this spot for me. [/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Lilt]

[B][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkOrchid][FONT=Book Antiqua]Well Protoss, just change your sign up a little bit if you don't mind. I don't want to mix Starcraft with my RPG. So you can be Protoss-like, if that is okay with you.
And okay, Lionheart. Your spot is reserved. I will work on getting this up soon. For now, here is my sign up. (I am keeping it a little short to avoid spoilers.)

EDIT: This RP will go up tomorrow. That should give Protoss and Lionheart enough time. If not, I will start it anyways and they can get involved with the story later. Protoss, PM me if you want to discuss your sign up. Thanks.

[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE][/B][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=2][COLOR=Navy][B]Name: Loreley
Age: 15
[/B][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=2][COLOR=Navy][B]Gender: Female[/B]
[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=2][COLOR=Navy][B]Race: Human
Birthplace: Born and raised on Nightside, as far as she knows.
Area you currently call home: Still living on Nightside.
Something strange about you: Loreley might seem like a naive girl at times, but that is only because she has been out of touch with other people for a couple of years and she has never met a normal person, only other members of her tribe.
Appearance: [COLOR=Black](These images have nudity, so click with caution please.)[/COLOR]
[COLOR=Navy][URL="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/1527/loreleyrz4.jpg"]Lorely[/URL] [/COLOR][COLOR=Navy][URL="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/4645/loreley2xl7.jpg"]has sandy blond hair, and tan skin[/URL]. Also, besides the [/COLOR][COLOR=Blue][COLOR=Navy][URL="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/34/bodypaintdesignbc9.jpg"]bodypaint of her tribe markings[/URL][/COLOR] [/COLOR]she usually wears nothing unless it is a loincloth made out of grass.
Other: Lorely has never encounted a Vamtyr before. To her, they are just a myth. However, she has never been off planet either. But thanks to the discovery she has made, that is going to change.[/B][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[Darth Vectis]

[SIZE="1"][B]Name:[/B] Brash?una

[B]Age:[/B] 449 (his race lives for a very long time)

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Race:[/B] Ash?Tar- The Ash?Tar are a warrior race, they are also very nomadic in their practices. This mighty race has shown many people and many other races that they are certainly worthy of their reputation of being the best in face-to-face combat. They came to be great warriors and combatants due to the relatively harsh condition of their original home world and their brutal tactics of training and conditioning. As many worlds started, they were a simple people, they believed in peace and equality amongst them. But, they were assaulted by invaders of all kinds, and they attacked in more then just physical attacks.

They used large groups of people to colonize their world and take land from the Ash?Tar, this anger the Ash?Tar, but they tolerated the invaders. But soon enough, they colonists, known as the Brashar became greedy and wanted to take the entire world from the Ash?Tar. They assailed the Ash?Tar tribes and tried to force them into extinction; the Ash?Tar saw this as the last straw and started to fight back. Their tactics at first were sloppy and simply guerrilla warfare at best, but, the Ash?Tar found that they had a knack for this. They quickly used their higher brain capacity to learn their enemy?s tactics and then incorporate what they learned and twist it to better suit their physical abilities.

The Ash?Tar never knew their true capabilities or the true extent of their brain power until the war between Brashar and Ash?Tar. The Ash?Tar prevailed with astounding results, they became a super power on their world alone, and with the salvaged ships and warp technology from the Brashar they started their own civilization that would rival and soon surpass any race in their system. With this near over-night advancement of technology and civilization, the Ash?Tar began to train their warriors more effectively, taking advantage of the planet they lived on and other worlds that provided other forms of endurance and skill training that would further make them formidable.

With the continuous advancement of the Ash?Tar at a rapid pace, and the continues and strong belief of self-discovery and a path to a greater existence circulating through out their home world. They found that they could focus their mental energies to create melee weapons of pure, raw psionic energy that could be called at will. The amount of energy used, and the length of said weapon was solely dependent on the user. The weapon easiest to create from the energy was a blade, due to its naturally sleek design and easy to use concept.

After they had reached almost the peak of their existence, they found that they needed to leave their world and share their knowledge with the rest of the known universe. So, they used what technology they developed to create massive ships that would carry their entire civilization into space. This took place, only a century ago.

[B]Birthplace: [/B]Ash?Tar Home world, Hak?tuk. This planet is filled with various environments, jungles, deserts, oceans, all the makings of a planet earth you might say. But this world had far heavier gravity, one that humans couldn?t possibly survive on; to many people it was a surprise that the frail looking Ash?Tar were able to survive on such a planet without being crushed by the weight upon birth. This just further proved to many that the Ash?Tar were a tough race to take down.
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Area you currently call home:[/B] Due to the races nomadic senses, Brash?una calls his small ship his home. The ship known as Adun, named after one of the influential leaders that lead the Ash?Tar into space.

[B]Something strange about you:[/B] Brash?una is a strange one amongst his people due to the fact that his body is built somewhat more muscular then the rest of his people, he has definition and a strong face, well, what face is there. He is also different in the way that his brain seems to absorb information so readily and continuously shows that his psionic levels grow with his age, which is very uncommon amongst his race. Usually your psionic level grows until you hit about 160 years of age, then it stops and you are stuck with whatever you are given. It is not so for Brash?una, he still grows and proves to get stronger by the day.

He has also shown prowess in using his execs energy for other abilities, he has yet to firmly control these powers so he does not use them unless in dire need. Even then, it is unpredictable in how they will react to the situation.

[B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/StarCraft%202/Protoss.jpg] Brash?una. [/URL] Since he is rather larger then most Ash?Tar, he is honored and also looked down upon. He shows qualities that make him different and in a society that is based around conformity and being a collective unit, he stands out to much. Many view him as a threat due to his out landish clothes that cover very little of him, while most warriors wear cybernetic armor that protects them all around.

Brash?unas ship, Adun is a small ship that has no defensive capabilities. It is simply swift and faster then most ships, and in the hands of an Ash?Tar. It never fails to out maneuver the enemy, it does, however, have warp technology installed in its simple design so as to recall Brash?una if needed. He keeps the recall device around his right wrist.

[B]Other:[/B] Brash?una decided along his way to find and discover what he could out in the universe. His recent search lead him to discover the Vamtyrs on a desolate planet, he found they were looking to find rouge humans in the sector. Brash?una eliminated them but found them to be tougher then he had expected. But now, he plans to go to the human home world, in order to help the survivors, as his idolized Adun has done in order to give the rest of the universe a chance to grow.
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[SIZE="1"]OOC: Alright, I completely did him over. I hope this suits your needs.[/SIZE]

[Orcus]

[SIZE="1"][B]Name:[/B] Okyruu
[B]Age:[/B] 17
[B]Gender:[/B] Male
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Birthplace:[/B] Nightside
[B]Area you currently call home:[/B] The Slums of Nightside

[B]Something strange about you:[/B] Okryuu is a born thief and rebel. He's part of a small resistance group, Landslide, that constantly fights against the Vamtyrs, despite the fact that they have all but overtaken the planet. Still, from an early age, he was trained by his father, known as Seiryuu, and his mother, known as Okami, in the ways of battle, thievery, and mechanics. He is one of the most revered fighters in the colony, as lethal in hand to hand as he is with a blade or a firearm. He also has a slight regenerative ability- it cannot be applied to himself, however, only his alies- and the ability to shoot a small projectile orb of pulse energy from his hands. It can be used to stun opponents, short circuit machinery, or to charge machines as well. The downside to this ability, however, is it sometimes short circuits him, more or less, and his arm may become immobile for a period of time.

Despite his disposition as a warrior, he is actually a gentle soul. He tends to as many of the injured as he can in his colony, and trains the young warriors strictly, yet affectionately, in memory of his mother and father. He's a gentleman, and very respectful to everyone. He's also extrodinarily intelligent, taking any free moment he has to absorb some form of literature.

[B]Appearance:[/B] [URL="http://img380.imageshack.us/img380/9471/ragnarok76jf.png"][Okryuu][/URL] [URL="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Reizou/champion_c_.gif"][Outfit][/URL]
His hair is jet black, with a mid-thigh ponytail in back, and his eyes are a brilliant golden color, which shine magnificently even through his rectangular, thin, square-rimmed glasses. His skin is a bit tanned, due to his Spaniard heritage, and his voice carries a bit of a German accent, which strengthen's when he becomes urgent or desperate. His outfit is shown above, save the holsters on each side of his hips that house his two handguns.

[B]Other:[/B] Okryuu has had only one run in with the Vamtyr. The Vamtyr found a Landslide outcove temporary resting sight and attacked without mercy. Though Okryuu was far along in his training, he was still not skilled enough to challenge the Vamtyrm so he was forced to flee the camp. He parents, however, stayed behind to allow Okryuu and the other's a chance to escape. Okyruu protested fiercely, and even tryed to run back to assisst, but he was held at bay, kept from endangering himself. As the party jumped into the jeeps to flee, Okryuu heard a feminine scream of agony. His tears stung bitterly as they drove away, and he vowed to avenge his parents, whatever the cost.[/SIZE]

[Odin M Yggdrasi]

Dunno if I am too late or not, but I would like to join this too.

Name: Martel ?Stardust? Alutri
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: 100% human.
Birthplace: E451-002 research station, orbiting Venus

Something strange about you: Despite looking like an innocent teenage girl, she is surprisingly well learned with regard to technology. Frequently she will have problems talking to other people in terms that they will understand, having a known addiction to using large words. Also, an accident in her past left her with a severely weakened left leg. Over time she has tinkered with mechanics, and now wears a brace of her own design to reinforce that leg. She hopes that someday it will no longer be needed, but for now if she is going to walk for any length of time it must be used. Typically she always wears it, hiding it under her jeans so that nobody knows about it.

She does arm herself when alone- using a concealed carry revolver, but despite her body being in lesser condition she is fearsome with the tactics of mental and digital warfare.

Appearance: [url=http://renegadeoflife.deviantart.com/art/Hirin-Hosupaitaru-67926649] [img]http://tn1-3.pv.deviantart.com/fs19/150/f/2007/294/6/6/666950cec5c03d64.jpg[/img] Click to enlarge. [/url]
This art should do, even though it was originally a different character from a different RP. Yes, she has a larger-size body. Standing 5? 3? and about 180 lbs, she doesn?t look anything at all like what you might find she is capable of.

Other: Using parts obtained at the research station, and assistance from her mentor, she has constructed a small flyer. While it looks like a flying junkyard, having been made from scrap parts, it is capable of holding four people but usually goes alone with only her aboard. Fitted with an autopilot designed by her from the ground up, it not only allows her to travel to other planets and stations, but serves as her living quarters. It only has two machine guns (front and rear), but does posses an experimental magnetic shield device that sometimes deflects incoming projectiles using a strong magnetic field to cause them to orbit the hull of her ship. Typically when the field is energized, you will see a cloud of junk orbiting her ship, made of debris that have been trapped in the field. It has been found by her that by keeping the field full of junk, projectiles that might not be deflected sufficiently to not strike her ship will sometimes hit the junk.

At present, she is working as a freelance tinkerer. Traveling the Sol system fixing technology (mostly repairing other?s ships) and avoids battle since her ship is not meant for such things. She is still continuing her research that was started at the station where most of her life was spent, but since she went on her own a year ago more time is spent earning the money to stay alive than continuing it.

She has landed on Nightside once before, but was soon driven off the planet by the vamtyrs and escaped with a lot of damage to her ship. Fortunately, it was repairable. Presently she is in lunar orbit waiting for a repair call and hoping to earn more money before she runs out of propellant again.

[Kre]

Name: Elie Calm
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Birthplace: Nightside. In the place that was once called : Detroit.
Area you currently call home: Unknown. She wanders about.
Something strange about you: She's quiet. Very quiet and not that emotional as well. You could say she's "shy" but that might not fit it. She carries two handguns and a combat knife for close quarters combat. Also, she is trained some in hand to hand, being a worthy opponent to most in that category as well as in other weaponry. And even from her time on Nightshade she has visited many ruined places, gathering things and built herself a nice little motorcycle that she rides to get around.
Appearance: [URL="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/lg050217dante1yr.jpg"]Ellie[/URL]
Other: She was born in the Detroit area of the country. Growing up in a medium class family and living in one of the "nicer" neighborhoods. She went through school, like any other would. And graduating from highschool and getting through college. Then "they" came and invaded the world.

Soon, they reached her hometown attacking the whole place viciously and destroying and killing every thing they could get their hands on. As fast as she could, she ran to her home. She had to see wheather her family was still alive. Her house was ablaze when she got in view. As she walked in she found the dead bodies of her parents.

She made her way through the house to the storage, where her father had kept the guns he'd bought for their safety incase of anything. She grabbed the two handguns, and the only knife she could get her hands on. On her way from escaping the crumbleing house a Vamtyr knocked her down in the doorway. She finished it off, eventually thanks to some good placed rounds from the handguns. Then escapeing the burning rubble.

(OOC: Yea, felt like putting a small backstory >.> Anyway. Yup. There it is)

[Lilt]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][B][SIZE=3][FONT=Book Antiqua]Okay guys, sign ups are closed now. I wanted to start this today, but I am going to be busy tomorrow so I will start it around this time or a little later. Sorry for the wait. This should give Lionheart a little more time at least.[/FONT][/SIZE][/B][/COLOR]

[Odin M Yggdrasi]

I asked Lilt about it , and she said I could run a second character. So I give you my second character.
Haven't decided exactly when to bring him in, though it won't take me long to figure that out.

Name: Odin M Renegade 'Renegade of Life'
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Believed to be a pure human, though there were orphans about 4 generations back, making it hard to tell.
Birthplace: Deep Heaven station (he was actually born on the docking platform, since the ship his parents were on had no medical facilities and he was born while being transferred to a ship that did have them)
Area you currently call home: Presently, KN2-1701D cabin 4. It is a freighter using the second version of Martel's design, and has been seeing heavy freight traffic between the Lunar Stations and Mars for some time now. He is the copilot, but also runs the kitchen since nobody else has any skill cooking.
Something strange about you: He seems like more of the kind of person you would find in a great laboratory, inventing ways to change the future than you would expect of a simple cargo driver. Many wonder why someone of his intelligence chose such a simple living instead using his full potential.

Appearance: Shoulder-length Blonde hair, sky blue eyes. 6'1", 150 lbs. He's a very finely muscled build, with a little bit of a belly and sailor's arms. Normally he wears a black t-shirt and bluejeans, along with a utility belt containing his radio, a flashlight, a few common tools, and a pendant given by his late parents.

Other: "Ger R Done they say. Well, it's as good not done as it is not being done right. Especially when you're riding a potential mushroom cloud around."