Sign Up The Fold

[Justin]

[i]On the Day of Reckoning; 765 AD[/i]

Desegar: Zu fane' eh dos, ju Jumate*. Al-aer eh opi, oh jilo al zu huyt gui mate-mik eh uje mate* . Zu valiny aer Aerikodo eh-kil jilo mate-mik zuse ae eh uhik aerl ghi-ah-juida. Zu vali ae eh, ke.

[b](The time has come, my master. Everything is ready, and soon all the world will bow to your power. The foolish race of Man doesn't yet understand that they are only pawns in a game. What fools they are, indeed.)[/b]

Kassekuum: Ke, ju etam. Zu Laki gui xixo zuc uhio fane'. Jilo--uhio, uhio jilo--zuc bafane' aert eh dos jy-mate* oxi. Ay eh mik-mateom hi al aeri huyt.

[b](Yes, my son. The War will begin this very hour. Soon--very, very soon--this old body will be born anew. I will rule over all races of Earth.)[/b]
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As you can tell, this is a fantasy RPG. It will consist of many fictional races: Man(obviously not fictional), Vampires, Mystics, Weres, Archangels, and Demons, as well as anything else that might be created along the way.
Man- They have all the limitations in this game, that they do in real-life.
Vampires- They are the bane of men. In constant need of blood, they are always hunting. They won't die on their own. They must be killed, or die from some sort of disease.
Mystics- They are the oldest of all the races. They can take many forms, however, they can only interact with the world of man through magic and indirect means. They can't physically interact with anything.
Weres- Anything that is of more than one race.
Archangels- They are a distant ancestor of both Demons and Man. Aeons ago, disgruntled members of this race branched off from the main group, and became Demons.
Demons- Direct ancestors of Vampires. They are an ancient race with a history of power and violence.

The trick is, you can't control your race. Essentially, it's like being born--you can't always control your circumstances. I don't know if this will fly or not, but I figure it's worth a try.

Each person's race will be determined at random. Mine included. Once you have a character you can create a history for him, at your disgression.

Here is what you'll need in your initial sign-up:

Name:
Two most desired races:
Weapons:
Alignment(the Army of the People/The Force of Reckoning)):

If a few people join in, I'll come back with each player's race and place of origin.

Thank you for your participation.

-Justin

[QuantumCore]

Okay i might signup but if i cant get my race half vamp half human than i got one little problem since i was hoping to use a character from another RPG

[Corey]

Name: Ryan Schezar
Two most desired races: [b]Archangel[/b]/Man
Weapons: [b]Long Sword, WhipChain[/b]/Short Sword, Bow and Arrows, Bronze Shield
Alignment: Army of the People

[QuantumCore]

yo i didn't know they had guns in 765 ad

[Corey]

Thankyou much Quantum. I thought it said 1765. Opps...
*Grabs Eraser and goes to work on prior post*

[Galvatron]

Name:kio Sharp

Two most desired races:man or Vamp
Weapons: Samurai Sword,Revolver,Dagger,
Alignment:the Army of the People

[Justin]

I'll go ahead and create mine as well. I'll also post all of your characters' races.

Name: William of the Roses
Race: Man
Age: 23
Weapons: A longsword, a shield, and a sling.
Alignment: Army of the People
Bio: He was born in a large country house in Northen Gaul. HIs father(Erik the Tall) was a powerful warlord and, to say the least, not a moral man. Erik fell during a surprise attack on his fortress. William was left to defend his father's name and his father's land, but he wasn't ruthless enough to maintain his father's iron-grip over the countryside. William of the Roses was forced to flee into Spain.

Once you get your race, you can make your own bio with any additional information you might want to be known. Here they are:
DOK- Your character is a Were. He is the result of the breeding of Archangel and Demon.

Galvatron- Your character is a Vampire.

Quantum Core, you're going to have to fill out a sign-up in order for me to pick your race, whatever it may be.

-Justin

[Corey]

[b]Name:[/b] Ryan Schezar

[b]Race:[/b] Were (Archangel/Demon)

[b]Weapons:[/b] Long Sword, Bladed Forearms

[b]Alignment:[/b] Army of the People

[b]Bio:[/b] Early in his life Ryan was ridiculed by both Demons and Archangels for being a Were between the two races. Angered and distraut, at age fifteen he took off and started traveling the world. Ryan's traveling procedures weren't exactly top notch. He hitched rides with cartmen, walked, or just wandered. Finnally he came upon a great temple. When he entered Ryan's skin blistered and burned. The monks helped him and eventually found out about his true heritage. They attempted to kill him. Ryan ran away, even more sad and dissapointed. Then, on a most unlikely note, he ran across another Demon/Archangel Were. They imediately became best frieds and started going everywhere with eachother. His name was David Wilder. After almost four years of friendship, David was killed. He was murdered by some unknown force. It didn't feel like man, nor any of the other races he knew about. Three years later Ryan is still traveling, never staying in one place for too long. Something is odd. The air tastes electified, and for the frst time in three years, he can feel David again.

[Juu]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Hmm... kinda confusing... but... I'll give it a shot. ^_^
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Name: Relee Kittana

Race: mystic/human

Weapons: one pair of sai, but never uses them.

Alignment: Army of the People

Bio: Calm and serene, Relee was known as the 'medicine girl' in her old village, where she was adopted by the 'medicine woman'.
Relee has not much knowladge of her past, but tries to keep her mind focused on her future. She is very optimistic, and lives only to heal those in pain. She remembers being confused, in a dense forest, wandering around, looking for her parents. After weeks of pondering, she found herself by a small, hidden village. She decided to sleep by a small tent, although at the time she didn't know, it was the tent of the medicine woman. She woke up, to find herself inside, with a warm bowl of a herbal soup next to her.
The medicine woman introduced herself as anai, and she said she knew young Relee was abandoned, and it was to the god's wishes for her to raise her.
Anai began teaching her how to create magical herbal potions, that can heal the greatest wounds, but never revive someone that has already died. She also began teaching her a few spells, where she could use telepathy to contact others, but only those she felt very close to. There was one other spell Anai taught her, but told her never to use, sarana, the spell where she would give up her life to revive another. Relee understood, and promised to only use it when someone was needed the most.
Relee wears a golden beaded dress, (think scorpion king @_@)
and sometimes a robe, made by anai. She has a pair of sai, that she thinks was given to her by her parents. She keeps the sai safe, but never uses them, since Relee is not in the least very strong. She is usually only needed to heal other members of a group, and always stays out of battles.[/color] [/size]

[Justin]

lol, I expected this to happen. Juu, I'm supposed to pick your race. Whatever, though. I'll let you have your way.

Anyone else who doesn't like the race I picked for them, just pick your own. I just wanted to make sure we didn't have too many of one type, lol.

I'll begin if and when I get 10 or more people.

-Justin

[QuantumCore]

Name: Slade
two most desired races: ahlf human/vamp so i guess thats were, and archangel

side: the force of reckoning

[Galvatron]

Name:kio Sharp

races:Human
Weapons: Samurai Sword,Dagger,climbing rope
Alignment:the Army of the People

BIO: Stuborn and very arrogent with his swords and daggers and can be a show off around girls hey he is only 22 . Kio is a samurai warrior who has no idea why he got cought up in the middle of a good vs evil war. It was two months back when he decided to help out the human race when his brother was killed by a evil mystic person, Kio was angerd and kill the mystic. Kio has never let go about what happen in the past to his brother now Kio is just wondering looking for answers way the forces of evil must attack inocent pepole.

Description: Let's say he has the armour like Onimusha. has black fuzy hair like spike from cowboy bebop, red bandana.

[DeathKnight]

[color=crimson]Name: Depends on Race.
Desired Races: ArchAngel or Demon.
Weapon: Depends on Race.
Alignment: Depends on Race.
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[PiroMunkie]

[color=indigo]Heck, why not? Lol, Sounds interesting enough... Ken seems to have a good idea (*GASP!* Ken has a good idea?!?!):

Name: TBA
Desired Races: Vampire or Archangel
Weapon: TBA
Alignment: TBA


[size=1]On a sidenote to Ken: I just now took the time to click on the banner in your sig... I must say, I fell out of my chair laughing, lol. Very nice..[/size][/color]

[Corey]

Galvatron... There are no Wild West guns. This is taking place in 765 AD. I don't think there were even guns in that time!

[Justin]

Ken, you're a Were. You character is the result of a Demon and a Man(or woman...o_O) breeding.

Piro, yours is a Vampire.

Galvtron, there were no revolvers in 765 AD. Sorry, buddy.

[b]Behold the wonders of Ken's banner...NOW![/b]

-Justin

[TrickyNicky]

I think I'm just in Time!

Name: Trixie
Desired Races: Man (uh girl) or Archangel
Weapon: Dagger
Alignment: either...whichever's convenient.

I think I was in time...or maybe i cant count to ten!

[Queen Asuka]

[color=crimson][size=1][b]Name:[/b] Autumn.
[b]Two most desired races:[/b] Mystic or Archangel.
[b]Weapons:[/b] I'll have to see.
[b]Alignment:[/b] Whichever you'd like to me to be because I'm not sure if there's too many on one side or not.[/color][/size]

[DeathKnight]

[color=crimson]Name: Ken Sennen
Age: ?¿?¿ [unknown]
Race: DemoHuman Were
Weapons: Bloodsphere- A prize he won from Treasure Hunting, the bloodsphere is just what it sounds like... A sphere made of the blood. The sphere has no solid form, rather it is in a somewhat liquid, somewhat solid state. When thrown at someone, it spreads all over there body, and sucks all of the blood out of their body- Which is effective, if you think about it. Holding channeling powers in Necromancy and Earth, it makes Ken's magic much more potent than either a normal Man or a Demon. The only problem with the Bloodsphere is the state that it is in- You cant hold a Barely Solid substance very easily without using magic, and if his concentration breaks, the Bloodsphere could be destroyed simply by it dropping and splattering on the floor.
Marital Arts- Training with Man's best Martial Artists, he can effectively use his fists to defend himself as good as any swordsmen could with a sword. With the added boost of Demonblood, he can become a very dangerous creature when he begins to fight.
Bio: Ken's parents were a Succubi and an unfortunate human Geomancer. Both of his parents died, his father during intercourse, and Zeridia, his mother, during birth. Immediately after birth, Ken was shunned as an outcast... Not just for the blood running in him, but the evendence it had on his apperance. He had a pair of wings that were hauntingly made of blood and bones, merged with Necromancy. His hands had claws on them, which he could retract at will, but already were bloodstained at birth- Some believe that as he came out of Zeridia, the claws caused so much bleeding, that she slowly bled to death, happy. He has been called a murderer for this, even though he was literally a newborn. He is now a cursed, hated, mercenary for anyone who wants his abilities which bring him so much pain.
Personality: He has a man's humor, caring, and dreams... While having a demons fears, hatred, creativity, and sadness. Gothic Comedian if you will. Optimistic yet pessimestic. He is truely an interesting mix.
Appearance- He is extremely tall, 6'7 or so. With his height, he has a massive pair of wings, with a span of 10 feet or so. But he can retract his wings into his body, with a small amount of pain and blood. He is muscular, with several tattos along his arms and back of various demonic and human meanings. He usually wears a cloak, black of course, with casual clothes underneath.[/color]

[Mitch]

[color=red] Sounds cool enough.[i]

[b]Name:[/b] Gurthang
[b]Desired Races:[/b] Vampire or Mystic
[b]Weapon:[/b] Broad Sword
[b]Alignment:[/b] The Force of Reconing
[b]Bio:[/b] Depends on race...[/color][/i]

[Galvatron]

Fixed my bio up okay .

[Justin]

Faris: You'll be a Man...or woman...o_O...your allignement can be with the Force of Reckoning.
QA: Mystic...Army of the People.
AL: Vampire.

The game will begin as soon as these last three character profiles have been updated. I'll accept a maximum of three late entries.

-Justin

[QuantumCore]

Name: Slade
age:110 / appears 16
Race: Were Human/Vamp
Bio: TBA (ill edit this in later)
Alignment: Force Of Reckoning

[PiroMunkie]

[color=indigo][b]Name:[/b] Malick XVI ([i]mal-isk'[/i])
[b]Race:[/b] Vampire
[b]Age:[/b] [i]???[/i]
[b]Weapons:[/b][list]
[*][b]Blade of Malick:[/b] A mere sword created at the hands of his greatest ancestor, Malick I. Despite the different metals present in itself, the sword was forged as one object. A soft, but sturdy leather is fused to the handle. The handle itself is lengthened so it can be used with either one or two hands. The blade is exactly 1.3716 meters in length and 3.81 centimeters in width, and rumored unbreakable. The edge is lined with the blood of each descendent who has weilded it. Any living thing that is cut by the blade will feel the pain Malick XVI's ancestors did when they were killed. The slightest wound could send one into brutalizing agony.
[/list][b]Alignment:[/b] The Force of Reckoning
[b]Bio:[/b] Born somewhere in the northwestern area of what is now Russia, Malick XVI was born in a poor family. He was an only child, with his father, Malick XV; a secrective man who held a night job, and his mother, Borshia, who seemed to be just your common housewife. They lived in a run-down, wooden house with all the windows boarded over, blocking any light from passing through. They were all able to see fine without the light he found suprising. As a young boy, Malick XVI lived thinking he was just part of a normal family. He never had any outside interaction, so he never knew what was to be considered "normal". His father often told him stories and legends about is ancestors, and where he came from, but never explaining the full truth of what he was. When Malick XVI came to be of the age around twelve or thirteen, puberty began to kick in, but not in the way it would a normal boy. The first thing he noticed was his teeth. His canines seemed to grow longer than the rest. Next, his strength, as it had seemed to have multiplied beyond anything he thought possible at his age. Then came that he noticed his finger nails grew to a point. His skin became pale, his eyes developed a red tint, he no longer slept during the night, his cravings for things raw overwhelmed him, and he began to find himself sensitive to natural light. His father, Malick XV, then decided to tell his son of his real roots.

He was a vampire. Ignorant of what this was, Malick XVI's father had to explain to him, what it was exactly. Malick XVI became curious and began asking more about their family history. His father explained that his family has existed as long as time itself, but it wasn't until Malick I that there family actually began making a name for themselves. He then reminded his son of the legend of the [i]Blade of Malick[/i]. The legend was true, the sword was forged by Malick I. It was with this sword that the Malick name was founded upon. Malick I gathered a small army of his kind, and waged a war on the local villagers. Many people died, both human and vampire alike. More man than vampire. Near the end of the battle, his father explained, Malick I stumbled over the dead body of the first man he killed, and ended up impaled upon his own creation. Villagers quickly gathered around and set him on fire with their torches. He died soon enough. His son, Jifsk, was enraged and slaughtered all that took part in killing his father. He fed on their blood until their veins were dry. He then took the sword from his father's charred body, and changed his name to Malick II. With each generation, their family's hatred for humans grew larger as each ancestor ended up dying at the hands of them.

This story gave Malick XVI pride in his family, and a developed hatred for those 'humans' his father spoke of. When Malick XVI reached the age of fifteen, his father began taking him out during the night, and showing him what he 'did' for a living. Together they ravaged their neighbors who lived farther away. Causing random acts of destruction on their property, killing and stealing their livestock. It went on like this for years. Every so often, the villagers would gather a small group and try to defend themselves, but to no avail... until one fateful day.

By now, Malick was about twenty-three years of age. It was late morning leading into the afternoon. Malick, his father, and his mother were all asleep. A sudden crashing noise jolted his father awake. He went out of his room to see what it was, and to his horror the villagers had decided to attack at the home. Malick XVI was shook awake by his father. This news of the villagers invading their home stirred a rage in Malick as he followed his father out to where a majority of the villagers were gathered. He smelled smoke, and then saw the flames from which it came. Despite their home begin on fire, they fought within. It was hard to see anything. After about fifteen minutes Malick took refuge against a wall to rest for a brief moment. His eyes darted around the room and he saw his father fighting off a dozen men with something. Looking closer he saw the legendary Blade of Malick. He cheered his father on as he stood up, but then the worst happened. One villager, armed with a lead pipe swung at his father as his father swung at him. The blade ricocheted off the pipe and came back at his father slicing into his neck, stopping three-fourths of the way through. Malick XVI screamed in pain at the sight. He ran over quickly and removed the blade from his father's neck and in one swift move, decapitated the men around him. He bent down to his father who was not yet dead, but couldn't speak. All that could be heard from his father was the sound of blood gurgling over his severed wind pipe. Malick had no other choice but to spare his father a slow death. With that, he snapped his father's neck. This dramatic moment was cut short my a scream from a woman. Malick peered through the flames as a couple villagers dragged his mother, who was bound by ropes, towards the door. Too shocked to react, Malick could do nothing but watch as they burst open the door and throw his mother outside. She immediatly began to fry in the sunlight, and it wasn't long before she was no more. Malick no longer knew of what to do. He stood in the doorway just out of reach of the light. He looked at the area where his mother was, which was now nothing but ashes. He then looked over to his father's body, now starting to be engulfed by the flames. Everything was lost. He had nothing to live for any longer, and in desperation and loss of hope he charged outside killing as many of the men as he could while he began to burst into flame. One man drove a pitchfork-like tool through him and pinned him to his house. What the people found odd is that Malick XVI's body did not burn, but he did indeed die. When all was over, Malick XVI's body was all that remained. In fear of it ressurecting, the people buried him in the sword far beneath the earth.

After that all seemed peaceful until a year later, on the anniversary of that day. Suddenly, people of the village began to mysteriously die, and livestock disappeared...[/color]

[Mitch]

[color=red][i][b]Name:[/b] Gurthang
[b]Race:[/b] Vampire
[b]Age:[/b] One-thousand-and-forty-five years old
[b]Weapons:[/b] Broad Sword, and Bloodmyst Amulet--An amulet taken from a long since dead Vampire King which was murdered at Gurthang's very own hand. It allows the wearer to become one with the air and become a barely noticable mist for a short amount of time.
[b]Bio:[/b] Gurthang is of royal linage to the great vampire lord known as Dracanas. Dracanas has long since been killed, at the hands of Gurthang. Gurthang then took the Bloodmyst Amulet, and took the crown as vampire lord of Lalaranth, a mighty kingdom. At 250 A.D., when Gurthang had been ruler of his land for over a millenium, a paladin knight came to his kingdom of Lalaranth. Gurthang's wife and children were slain, and Gurthang himself barely escaped with his life using the Bloodmyst Amulet. He has then since been plotting the death of the paladin knight, called Beatorn, and the retaking of his kingdom which Beatorn took from him. He then brought forth an army of darkness and began his plans of retaking Lalaranth. Gurthang then slowly made his way to the center of the kingdom, at the keep called Bangand, where Beatorn was hiding. One he had made his way slowly to Bangand, he then challenged Beatorn for the crown. And that is where our story begins...[/color][/i]