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Post by Syn Chimera on May 15, 2006 15:11:20 GMT
Please provide this information to apply for a character.
- General Full Name: Age: Type(elemental, elves):
- Appearance Summary: Picture: (Optional)
- Background Personal History: Family: Outlook on Life:
- Sample Roleplaying Post
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Post by Jenny McDonald on May 20, 2006 20:55:37 GMT
- General Full Name: Jenny McDonald Age: 16 Type: Elemental-- fire
- Appearance Summary: Long ginger hair and dark green eyes. Freckles. Petite. Hair in twin plaits, which she chews without thinking.
- Background Personal History: She's English, and grew up in a flat in London. Now she lives in a terraced house in a fairly nice area, though her family is still hardly rich. Her brother is also an elemental, though in a more advanced class than her. Family: Mum is Clara, a teacher in the ordinary world. Jenny has one older brother, whose name is Travis. Her dad left when she was young. Outlook on Life: Shy but brave. A bit paranoid, a bit of a conspiracy freak. A bit of a romantic. She enjoys walking outside at night to listen to the sounds and look at the stars. Likes to think that everything will turn out all right.
- Sample Roleplaying Post: (this is from a roleplay she's in on another site)
Jenny MacDonald runs her finger over the three stars of Orion's Belt, bringing her fingertip towards her eyes until it obscures the whole of the constellation. She moves her hand to rub her left arm -- it's chilly out, even wearing a thick jumper -- and smiles as she sees a fourth star. "A shooting star!"
...A very big shooting star, if that's what it is. It seems to be growing-- no, coming closer and closer. Staring up at it with her mouth open, Jenny becomes aware of a sonorous rumbling noise, rattling her teeth and making her stomach feel like it is dancing with butterflies.
The thing is too close now to be a star. Jenny figures that she should run, but it's like she's hypnotized by the bright object, unable to tear her eyes away from it as it takes the last few miles at a rush and disappears behind the construction site wall. She hears the crash, feels the vibrations as it slams into the uneven ground.
She rushes in -- she has to find out what it was -- whilst, far overhead, more dots are circling more slowly downwards like vultures staking out a carcass. There is already a group of kids around the ship--
"It's a ship!?" Jenny realises she's said this out loud as a magpie erupts from some scaffolding with a noisy chatter and a couple of the kids look up. Their faces are clearly defined by the white light pouring out of the spaceship's hatch, which is slowly opening...
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Post by Dr. Samuel King on May 20, 2006 20:58:39 GMT
Accepted!
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Post by Jenny McDonald on May 20, 2006 21:00:55 GMT
Thank you! ^_^
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Post by Roue O'Brien on May 20, 2006 21:49:06 GMT
- General Full Name: Roue James O'Brien Age: 16 Type(elemental, elves): Werewolf (Part werewolf all the time.)
- Appearance Summary: Because he is part werewolf all the time he has long black hair and his eyes are the typical yellow with black slit pupil. He has a normal human face but he has to shave more often than other men. He has long sharp, wolf like teeth which could rip out a jugular if he chose to. His body is extremely muscular and slightly hairier than normal. Roue is around 6 feet 10 inches tall. He also has all the power that a werewolf gets. The superior speed, the superior sense of smell and he has hidden claws in his hands which he can extened to use in a fight. Even through his werwolf side Roue has grown into a handsome young man who basically just needs to shave a bit more than normal and has to cut his hair more as well. Picture: (Optional)
- Background Personal History: Roue was born in Ireland and lived with his parents in the countryside until he was 9. One night his home was attacked by a wereolf. He wasn't a particulary viscious werewolf either. He had just been driven mad by the sound of gunshots from the local villagers. Both his parents were killed in the attack and Roue was bitten. Something went wrong with the bite though and Roue transformed there and then into a half werewolf. A were-boy as it were. The attacking werewolf was frightened off by yet more gunshots. The next morning the Institutes scouts found the young boy curled up in a ball in the houses kitchen. Thus he was taken in and has been taught at the institute for the last seven years. Family: He had a Father and Mother who were both killed in a werewolf attack Outlook on Life: He has learned to overcome his physcial ability and is both brave and eager to learn new things.
- Sample Roleplaying Post
The night was dark and stormy. A typical Hammer Horror scene descended around the grounds of the Chimera Institute.
Suddenly the clouds parted to reveal a full moon. After several seconds many howls were heard coming from an area of the large main building. The Werewolves were transforming.
Roue O'Brien sighed and walked around the room which was reinforced with both technology and magic to keep the werewolves in. As he looked around he saw his fellow wereolves transform and howl at the moon. There were ones who transformed into normal wolves, ones who transformed into 7 foot tall wolf like creeatures and then there was himself.
The 16 year old was half werewolf. When he had been bitten in his home country of Ireland the transformation had gone wrong. Roue recieved all of the powers of the werewolf, non of their weaknesses, apart from a phobia of silver and a dislike of water to a certain extent.
He didn't change at full moon because he was trapped between forms at all times.
So he had been given the task of calming any of the werewolves down during full moon. A young, energetic wolf leapt at his feet and attempted to bite his ankles.
A quick swipe from Roue's strong arms soon sorted that out though.
As the wolfling walked off Roue straightened up again and cracked his neck, resisting the urge to howl at the moon. He may be caught between formas but his wolf side became slightly stronger at Full Moon.
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Post by Dr. Samuel King on May 20, 2006 21:54:01 GMT
Accepted!
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Post by Ginger on May 21, 2006 11:36:47 GMT
- General Full Name:Ginger Age:18 Type(elemental, elves):Warewolf - Appearance Summary:she is average hight and waight for a girl her age. she has redish hair and loves to dress in black but what catches people's eye the most is the bird skull she uses as a neckless. Her eyes are hazel and a skull tattoo on her right shoulder. She has strikes of gray in her hair when changing to the wolf. Picture: (Optional) - Background Personal History: ginger wasn't a person with the right to complain about life and yet she was fasinated with death. one day changed all that for her when she was walking back home and took a short cut trough a park. A warewolf was there and attacked her though for reasons unknown he left her alive. Ginger was found by a friend of her mother's the next day and taken to the hospital. She was releised however because the cuts some how seemed to be healing. After a wile her personality changed somewhat and she became more distant. The night of the full moon came and she changed killing everyone she saw. The day after the institute found her and took her there! she has been here for a year now and is still distant though she is a good studant learning how to controle the wolf in her and so far it's working. Family: sister-Brigett Mother-Jane Father-Sam Outlook on Life:She sees life the way it needs to be and being a loner has tought her to be tough and learn from others when needed. - Sample Roleplaying Post Ginger was in her room though this time she couldn't sleep. She was pacing around the room slowly as she senced the full moon coming. Ginger sighed slightly as he began to rise after all this was her blessing and curse and there was no cure for it. she bit down hard on her lip feeling the blood flow on her face and in her mouth. the full moon was rising and the change had started. it was as always painfull. first the fangs showed up then the fur grew on her back as a tail showed it's self. Her eyes became yellow and her fingernails became sharp. Ginger could even feel her spine changing and bending as she let out a scream it quickly became a howl. The wolf that was now in the room smelled the air and howled once more as other howls followed it. She tried to get out but powerful magic kept her in. A nother howl was heard and she tore up the room out of fraustation after all they knew that if she was with others there would be wolf fights. Ginger was now a full grown warewolf with gray fur and yellow eyes growling and baring her teeth and fangs as the night went on it seemed like forever. The next morning she woke up all confused and angerd that she hadn't controled the change this time though last time she had controled it which made her smile. she then fixed what she broke and cleaned up the room wile she got dressed in her usual black t-shirt, pants and shoes as well as the bird skull neckless waiting for the protection to be off so that she could go to class.
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Post by Dr. Samuel King on May 21, 2006 13:12:48 GMT
Accepted!
(Please post your bio in the Character Bio arae now please.)
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Post by Skuld on May 21, 2006 14:24:13 GMT
Be aware that this is not going to follow the exact layout that you guys have here, but it should suffice. If not, I will make some modifications.
: )
General/Background:
The name Skuld comes from Skuldhild, which is associated with Nordic Rune "nessecity." (Norse). She is also listed in history as one of the Valkyries.
Valkyrie warriors were in clans, and the head of a clan was sometimes called the shieldmaiden. Valkyries are the "choosers of the slain", or Angels of Death, guiding souls into the halls of Valhalla (heaven).
Skuld serves Freya, sometimes called "Valfreya", meaning "Mistress of the Slain." She also follows the Shieldmaiden, Hildegard, presently the highest ranking Valkyrie, and one of the oldest.
A Valkyr is a chosen woman, who gives her life to serving her goddess. All others things are meaningless.
She is also known as a shapeshifter, which are part of her Valkyrie powers. Using these abilities she is able to take the forms of wolves, leopards, ravens and in rare cases a black swan.
Appearnace:
Name: Unkown Alias: Skuldhild; Skuld Age: Unknown; Appears 27 Sex: Female Eyes: Brown, red highlights Hair: Auburn Height: 5'7" Weight: 130 lbs. Time Period: 750-Present starts from the Ancient Viking time period. Origins: Gothic Romania
Quotes: "Are we masters of our fate or victims of circumstance?" "Death does not discriminate. I do not discriminate."
Weapons:
Battle Axe: Skuld has one primary weapon. It's neither easy to carry or appropriate for the current times, but it's what she's good with. Her battle axe is double-handed and double-headed. The shaft is stained deep red, and has Runes etched in. The blade is black, with Runes etched in. The Runes on the blade are eternally red, holding the blood of those who have met its' edges.
Handle Length: 38" Overall: 46" Weight: Approx 13-14 lbs.
Glock 17: This is Skuld's favorite handgun because of the way it fits into her hand and fires easily. Though Skuld prefers not to use weapons of the present day. She uses this when it is needed, though she carries it with her always.
Browning High-Power Mark III and High-Power Practical: This is one of Hilde's favorites, which she introduced Skuld to. She keeps one in her room, near her bed, wherever that happens to be.
Sample RP:
She wandered the cemetary, feeling a bit uneasy and yet at home at the same time. The names of the dead rising to meet her open mind, all members of a species that she haunted.
Her wings hugging her, she stopped in front of a head stone, it looked so much like her. The Angel was bent over the name and grave of the fallen man. The fallen warrior. All this Angel needed was armor and darker wings.
The headstone had read that he had lived in a modern world, but she knew he possessed the soul of one from long ago. One that would this time make it to it's semi-final resting place.
"On to the feasts," she told him, and disappeared.
.Valhalla.
Her footsteps were heavy as she left...the blood tears staining her pale face...
Blood tears, for the Immortals. ///
Picture will follow in the future. I'm not on the right computer and have none of my own images.
Hope this works, but let me know. If not, I have a few other characters I could use.
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Post by Dr. Samuel King on May 21, 2006 14:39:26 GMT
Skuld it is fine. But you need to say what character type you are. The list in in the Character Management Area.
You are already accepted but I need to know your Character type so that I can put it under your name.
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Post by Syn Chimera on May 21, 2006 15:08:12 GMT
Well it looks to me tha he/she is a human, well if im guessing right anyway
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Post by Aizxana Agarath on May 21, 2006 17:54:03 GMT
- General Full Name: Aizxana Agarath Age: 24 Type: Human - Appearance: Tall, with long, brown hair. It is usually tied back in either a ponytail or plaits, although she wears it down for forum ceromonies and for meditation. Picture: www.deviantart.com/deviation/26711850- Background Personal History: Aizxana is the leader of an 'Outsider' tribe called Agarathia. In her nation, Riatilia, there was a civil war, and the people of Riatilia split into groups: the technology loving Insiders and the magical, monk-like Outsiders. The Outsider people are made up of several tribes, of which Agarathia is the largest. Aizxana's great grandfather, Magnus Aragath founded this tribe, and by the traditon of bloodline, Aizxana is now the leader. As the youngest leader of any tribe, Aizxana is required to attend an academy to deal with some of the perils that await in her nation. Her powers are virtually non-exisistant, but she is keen to learn the ways of the various other beings in the world. Family: Aizxana's parents are both dead, having been killed in battle. Aizxana was with her father the moment he died. Aizxana also has several younger brothers and sisters. However, Outsiders see thier whole tribe as family, and so she has many family figures around her. Outlook on Life: Strong, determined, she has been trained from an early age to lead and to fight. A bit moody. Realistic rather than an optimist. Has never been in love. Sample posts: Aizxana watches as the snow beneath her feet turns crimson. "Daddy..." she whispers. Her father looks her in the eye as he removes his sword from it's sheath. He can't say a word, but Aizxana knows what he means. "I will, Daddy, I will.""Just another few miles!" Aizxana yells above the sound of the galloping hooves. She leans forward in the saddle, willing her horse to go even faster. "You can see the lake now!" she calls to Barnoth."You can't eat those," Aizxana tells Nyma. "They're poisonous. Here, have some of these instead." She holds out her hand and gives Nyma some of the hard black berries they found earlier. They taste vile, but they are full of nutrition.Just another few inches, and she'd be there. Suddenly, she feels a sharp pain in her foot. "Ahh!" she cries, forcing herself to look down at her nemesis. "No way, this is one battle you're not going to win!"
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Post by Dr. Samuel King on May 21, 2006 18:23:34 GMT
Accepted!
(Could you please noe move your bio into the bio section)
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Post by Skuld on May 22, 2006 2:30:12 GMT
I guess if I tried to classify her it would be...shapeshifter/witch? She has many abilities of both.
If we could do a split class, that would be best. If not, you decide.
I mean, the bio has stuff about her shifting to wolf/leopard/raven/swan. But all of her magic is like that of a witch.
So, you know, I'm happy either way, I suppose.
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Post by Fleur Jazmine Pedzott on May 22, 2006 10:26:05 GMT
- General Full Name: Fleur Oekani Age: 21 Type(elemental, elves): Elf - Appearance Summary: Picture: (Optional) - Background Personal History: Fleur was born in Japan with hjer parents and 4 brothers. Her brothers used to bully her so she left as soon as she was allowed and moved down here to start a new life for herself! Family: Her parents and 4 brothers who all live in Japan Outlook on Life: She is very strong willed and determined. She meets every challange she is given head on
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