Ok, So here is the deal lately I've been working on writing a story Called Five of fate and decided i don't like it much anymore considering a lot of things its not Detailed so dont read it expecting it to be all that amazing. I was gonna add detail but as i read through it i decided i needed to change it or completely start over here is the full story if anyone is interested:
Prolouge
You have all heard about the stories In Ancient times right? The stories of the stories swords and bows, how cities were conquered by a strong and prideful army of life long warriors, such as King Arthur and the Saxons, but there's one part of every story that people ignore, claiming it to be fake and delusional, the magic...
The Spartans had the Oracle, the most beautiful maiden that had the ability of predicting battle outcomes and the future of Sparta. For Arthur, the mightiest and strongest king of Britain he had his trusted ally and friend Merlin. For centuries people passed off magic as illusion, trickery, fake.
Legends talk about a "magic" of the strongest sorts of 5 legendary warriors know as the Five of Fate. Reincom, the Necromancer known for his dark arts of resurrecting dead souls from the grave to work at his will as well as his magics. It is said that he alone once decimated an entire city in less than ten minutes.
The Archer, Kiru, said to be able to hit a target without aiming from miles away, his stealth so talented he is known to several armies as the "Silent Ghost". The Assassin, Ataru, a stealthy warrior of speed and master of the dagger. No one knows much about Ataru, and those who did seemed to not last very long.
The Sorceress, AnaBelle, a beautiful woman with magic so frightening the Huns themselves would not step near her without bowing in fear. Known for quicky defeating mass army's of men with just a flick of her wrist. The last of the fate, Regena, with her mastery of sword compared to none other. Many had fallen under the hilt of her sword. Many residents of Greece praised her as the reincarnate of Athena, goddess of battle strategy and wisdom.
Five warriors, hand picked by the gods themselves to save the world from Dramoc, the darkest, most evil warrior in the land, said to be the worst spawn to ever come from the Underworld. These warriors charged into battle clashing with Dramoc for days on end then finally the five and Dramoc found themselve's at their last strand of strength and with their final breath trapped Dramoc in a temple made by Reincom and AnaBelle.
Using there last bits of magic sealed the Five of Fate's and Dramoc's souls inside a tablet known as the Tamoro Stone. It is said that one day Dramoc will find a host that wants the world to fall as much as he does and will once again rise. But never did we think the tale would come true.......
Chapter 1
Only time will tell..
The name of our first character in this story is Michael. Mike for short, He's around 5'9 with dark black hair and brown eyes. He's funny, and a good friend. He knows how to cheer people up when they need it. He lives in the most boring city, in the most boring state known to man, just speaking its name causes him to yawn. Topeka, Kansas.
Although he thinks it is boring, his friends sure dont but anyway's, it was mid-June, about the time of June where his friends decide they wanna drag Michael along on all their so called "summer field trips" Michael was lying in bed staring at the ceiling spaced off in his own little world, and as Mike slowly started to finally drift off to sleep for his first time in a few days Michael hears the door of his room creak open and he hears a recoginizable high pitched voice... "Hi Mikey, your not asleep are you!!! Get up, lazy, your wasting the summer away! Sleeping at a time like this! Thats what the nights for silly!"
As Michael hears the voice he slowly sits up and mumbles "Yeah yeah yeah thats what you guys keep telling me Rissa...." Michael slowly rubs the back of his neck then stands strecthing and yawning "So, what are you dragging me into today and where's the other adventurers of the summer?" Rissa smiles and points to the window then says "Well, that new archeological dig museum has some really cool relics from midevil times and I thought maybe we could all check it out"
Michael's eyes widened and he smiled. You see, he was extremely interested in all the old war tactics of the sword. Infact, he much prefered a sword over a gun any day. Michael stood and grabbed the key to his house and walked outside only to see his group of freinds.[Rp starts here]
Joe, the silent one He's a tall and pale guy the one who always blends in the snow during the winter. Michael's close friend whom he considers his brother and Joes thinks the same of him. Katie, his girlfreind. She was medium height with red hair and green eyes. Bubbly and kinda one of those people you like to be with when you need to cheer up.
Then there was of course Arissa, or Rissa as they called her, she was tallish with black hair and a hyper and energetic girl who always spoke her mind, Michaels closest female friend. And then there was Michael's closest friend since he was a child,
Kris he was close to Michael's hieght with a brownish complection even though if you asked him he was black. He might as well have been his brother. He was random and energetic, but at the same time caring, trustworthy, and smart, even though Kris never shows that.
"Katie! Your here too?!" Michael said as he quickly ran to her, giving her the biggest hug he could possibly give without hurting her. "Of course, Darlin'. I wouldn't miss the chance to see my friends, ever. Oh, or you!" She said with a big smile on her face and a quick, swift kiss to his cheek.
Michael lets out a small sigh and smiles slightly chuckling "You always like messing with me don't you." Joe nudges Michael and Katie "Alright you two, enough of the lovey dovey stuff. Its making me sick" Kris laughs and speaks "You two need a room, but please not now I dont want a nephew or neice... Anyways weren't we going somewhere?"
Rissa nods and pumps her fist into the air and yells "TO THE MUSEUM!" They all nod but before they can begin walking a tall figure in a torn up muscle shirt and black pants steps in front of them and lets out an angry and hateful string of words "Oh, look its the idiots who stroll around the city.
Whats the failure's adventure today" Michael glares at him and speaks "Jason, you'll shut the hell up of you know what's good for you!" Michael goes to swing at Jason but is held back by Kris and his girlfreind Katie. Katie looks at Michael trying to calm him down, and says in the softest voice possible.
"Babe, he's not worth it, and I doubt you want to see a cop today." Michael grimaces, still glaring at Jason. Then out from no where Joe tackles and pins Jason to the ground and raises his fist above Jasons face and calmy says, "you dare speak like that about my family again you'll regret it... You got that bitch?" Rissa pulls Joe off of Jason by his ear and says
"Now, now, no violence Jobo..." The group laugh's and Michael looks at Jason gets up and walks away then says "You know, Jason, I feel sorry for you" Jason flips around and grits his teeth, forming a fist. "Oh, this is rich. You feel sorry for me! The one who prances around with the idiot brigade? And why is that D'Amatto?!" Michael smirks knowing he'll hit a soft spot "I have something you'll never have. Friends who actually like being around me. Compared to your backstabbing, traitor bitches."
Jason spits at their feet and looks at them hatefully. Then at Michael, "Your friends have nothing on mine so why dont you just crawl in the pitiful, sad hole you came from mmk D'Amatto??" Joe looked at him with a fearful smile "Wanna say that again Mascroti?" Jason flinches then walks off in a diffrent direction mumbling hateful words and kicking his feet through the gravel. Michael lets out a small faint chuckle and slowly walks toward the museum. The building was a replica of a castle excavated and flown in from who knows where. Tons of people crowded and bunched up in a long line.
The noise of the crowd so loud no one can hear themselves think. Michael lets out a sigh "Ugh, for fuck's sake the lines gonna take forever" Joe searches around looking for another method to get in and wanders to the other side finding a door ajared open for the janitors. "Hey Mike, looky what I found sir." Michael slowly walks cautiously toward the door making sure no one notices him when Katie says "Augh, so I guess I can add breaking-and-entering onto my 'accomplished' list," as she shook her head. Arissa laughs and looks at Katie smiling " Wheres you sense of adventure silly? Live a little."
Kris pokes Katie's arm and says jokingly "Ahhh, Dont be such a chicken its just a small crime" Katie looks irratatingly at Kris and says "I am not a chicken! I'm just sayin' I've never done it before." Michael shouts from inside at the door "Hey, you three slow-pokes coming? Me and Joe found a way to what looks like a door maybe to the main exhibit!!" Rissa and Kris both walk to the door leaving Katie behind as she sighs and says to herself "Freakin' delinquents. Why must I love you guys," as she looks up to the sky and shakes her head, and follow's them inside.
As they were admiring the relics, a tall guy wearing a cowboy hat, taps Michael on the shoulder "What're you doin' here?" He said with a gruff voice. Michael then backs up in shock, and says "Uhm we're here to see the museum." The stranger said "Shouldn't you use the front door for that?" Rissa then spoke up "I'm sorry. We really enjoy these artifacts, but if you want us to get back in line, we can do that." The stranger chuckled and looked at her "No need for that, let me give you a V.I.P. tour. Oh and my name is Larry, but call me Cowboy"
Kris spoke up suddenly ,the group realizing he was hiding. "So, where we goin'?" Katie looked back and playfully smacked him. "Why were you behind a pillar?" Kris laughed and said "3 rules of being a black guy. 1) run, 2) hide, 3) check and see if it's okay." Larry, then noticing the group hasn't moved yet, looks back and says, "You comin' knuckleheads'?" They started following Larry. Joe quietly crept up beside Michael and whispered "Do you think this guy is alright? He's kinda weird" Michael's simple response was "Dude, he reminds me of my uncle." With a smile "He'll be fine."
Rissa then turns around and says with a rushed tone , "Hurry up you guys! He's going to leave us behind!" Joe looked at her and said gritting his teeth just loud enough so she could hear him. "Miss High And Mighty." Rissa just laughed and flicked his nose "Oh, shush you." Joe then looked down following the group and let out a small animal sound (eerrrw)
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As they travel down the hall way taking a few turns Larry A.K.A Cowboy starts looking at a bookshelf thumbing though the books with his fingers. Kris mentions to Mike "Hey I thought we were going to a important part at the musuem all I see is books" Mike shrugs and nudges him quitely saying "Hey, be respectful some cools things are in books".Then suddenly Larry moves a book out and the bookshelf moves slightly grumbles and grabs the side creaking it opening a path that leads to a hidden room.
Mike smirks then nudges Kris saying in a smart tone ". "You see its good to be literate." Joe then rolls his eyes and says in a sigh "Oh, isnt that just cliche?" Larry glares back at Joe due to his comment. Suddenly, while being stared down, brings, out of nowhere, a small stuffed hedgehog, to lighten the mood and points at it "He said it" Rissa jabs Joe in the side "Errm" he looks down and shoves it back in his pocket and gives a soft "Eh, sorry" Larry then continues into the room.
As the group procedes to follow they notice that inside the room are five statues equiped with various weapons and armor in the middle of the room there was a stone pedestal that bestowed a small tablet imprinted with runes of the ancient times. Above the tablet, stuck deep into the stone, was a Claymore with ancient inscribings on it. The blade was black and red with an ominious dragon curling around the hilt.
Where its mouth opened on the hilt, the blade shot out of it. The blade looked as though the dragon its self had breathed the firey-shaped sword out of its mouth and turned to steel. Katie then looks at Cowboy and asks "So Cowboy, what's the story here?" Larry then smirks noticing that Katie had referred to him as Cowboy.
"This room has a great story. Infact, in my opinion, its true." Larry then walks to the tablet leaning over it and begins reading "The basic non-boring part is, long ago an evil ruler known as the Mighty Dramoc plagued the Earth with war. The Gods tired of this ongoing slaughter and war, blessed five of the worlds most brave, skilled, and strongest warriors with power beyond their wildest dreams. The power to pierce darkness..blah blah blah bore bore bore. Towards the end they meet the big bad wolf and get in fight that lasts for days. As their last resort, they seal the spirit of this evil man inside," as Cowboy explains, he pinches his thumb and his index finger close together, "a tini, tiny, little tablet. But, as a set back, they themselves were forced to turn to stone to guard his prison for all eternity.
As you see here, it is said that a man with a darkned or scarred heart, will remove that sword from the tablet and shall set the world into a choatic war, and the warriors will be called on once more to full-fill their sacred duty." With all being said and done, Rissa then pipes up and says "So ummm.... What exactly are their names. I mean, they do have names right?"
Larry laughs at Rissa's hyperness and intrest in the history of these relics. "This statue" Larry points at a statue of a bone armored man with a sharp bone scythe, "is Reincom. A powerful and feared Necromancer, known to obliterate an entire Roman City, in less than 10 minutes." Larry continues on walking along the line of statues and points at the next statue, an Archer, holding a bow with an attached blade.
"This is Kiru, a talented Archer known for his deadly aim and prescion. He is said to be able to take your head off without even aiming." Larry then moves on to the next statue with curved daggers around his belt known as kurkui
"This would be, um, Ataru there's not alot we know about him just that he was a very skilled asassin. Any ways, lets move on!" They approach a staute of a woman in breastplate armor, and a sword with wings of some sort making the hilt "This is Regena, a knight that was never defeated in battle. Assumed to be the reincarnate of Athena."
They finally make it to the last staute, of a woman with a tall staff twisted to the top where it appeared to have some kind of jewel at the top. "This is AnaBelle, a mage with extreme power said to even make the Hun afraid of her. She was able to kill masses men with a flick of her wrist." Suddenly there was a large crashing sound behind them.
Everyone turned around to find that Jason had been following them the entire time, and listening to every word. Joe frowned "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE FOR?!" Jason stood up and glared at the gang and said "I just wanted to see what the dumb ass brigade was doing. Oh and I'm supposed to believe this is true. All this magic is just a bunch of bullshit. I bet this isn't even a real stone! I bet its just a cardboard prop!" Jason then pushes his way through the gang, lifting the sword, and breaking the seal to the tablet. The tablet then begins glowing and shatters as flying bolts of light reverberate off the tablet and hitting the statues, while a shock wave hits every one else, sending them crashing into the statues, knocking them all out.
Meanwhile, from the place the tablet used to be, a dark green ball of energy crashed into Jason's chest.
Chapter 2
And so the painful trail begins
Michael awakens with blood dripping from his head and debris everywhere. Noticing Cowboy and Jason were gone to who knows where. He looks around the room noticing the passed out gang and lets out a small discouraged sigh. Michael then notices that the statues have seemed to move to a sort of military attention stance and on the floor below his feet where the tablet once was words that he somehow could now read were written "As the souls of the innocent touch the gods gift they will realize their true path"
Michael mumbling it out loud as he read it. He heard a grunt and noticed Kris had sat up and began rubbing the back of his bloody neck. "Wow, I feel hammered. Shit that was one fucked up dream." Kris then opens his eyes realizing the nightmare he had wished it was, was not a nightmare at all, it was an adventure gone terribly wrong, let out a loud and annoyed "AHH FUCK ME!"
Michael chuckled and then ran over to Katie, holding her in his arms gently stroking her hair away from her face. "Katie, are you ok?! Please wake up hun!" He said in a distraught voice. Then he heard, from Joe's direction, "eh, not so damn loud, I have a headache. She will be fine, shes a trooper!" As Joe said that, he swayed his arm in a hook then a thumbs up at Michael.
Rissa then sat up, rubbing her side and letting out a fake smile "Yeah, I'm fine guys, thanks for worrying." Slightly glaring at Joe and Kris. Kris then trying to lighten her mood says " HEY! Dont look at me I'm the black guy!" A soft and gentle sigh emits from Katie's lips as she sits up, dizzy and coughing. "W-what happened darlin?" Michael then smiles in reilef, and holds her close.
"I'm not sure I'm just glad your ok. I dont wanna lose you, or them" Rissa jumps up and runs over to Michael and gently slapped him on the back of the head. "We'll be fine dont be such a worry wart. Your worse than Joe!" Rissa glances over at Joe who is now giving Rissa the 'Oh go to hell' look. Kris looking around the room yells out "Hey guys, theres something weird about these weapons"
Kris goes to grab the two kurkui laying in front of Ataru, the assassin's, statue. As his hand touches the hilt of the daggers, the statue in front of him begins moving, and the hand of the statue touches Kris' temple, causing not only the statue, but Kris' body to glow a bright white. Michael yelling out in concern "KRIS! DUDE HOLD ON!" Michael runs toward Kris grabbing the scythe from Reincom, the necromancer's, statue but before he can even reach Kris, the statue grabs Michael and taps his temple and just like the other statue had done to Kris. Michael begins glowling.
As Katie, Rissa, and Joe watch in worry the light surrounding Kris begins to fade his clothes now changed. He now had a belt around his waist with holsters for the kurkui daggers in his hands and slots for what looked like small bottles he had a large black cloak on and long baggy pants, kinda like those pants you see Bruce Lee wearing, But something about him seemed diffrent as if he was a completely diffrent person. Kris then turns around the gang staring at him and said with a bit of irratation. "What you staring at take a picture it'll last longer.."
Then, in shock, Kris notices his clothes have changed and he felt a sense of power. He then jumped back into a corner covered by the shadows of the statues and becomes no longer visible to Rissa, Joe or Katie. Arissa then screams "Kris! Where are you?!!" After she says that, they hear speaking from the corner where Kris had mysteriously vanished, "I'm right here what the hell are you yelling for??" Katie curiously walks to the corner and waves her hand toward the sound of Kris' voice, only to slap him on the cheek.
"Oh I see how it is beating up on the black guy because you can't see him" Kris said in a chuckle. Katie glares at the shadow, "shut up unless you wanna be slapped again," and grabs him, pulling him out of the shadows and making him visible. Joe's eyes sparkle as he lets out a small sound like a kitten "mrrrh I wanna try" He hides in a small corner and lets out a small laugh "heh Rissa your a prep!"
Rissa's eyes turn that almost black color you see when someone is so mad they wanna kill. "WHAT?!?!?!?!" she grabs him by the collar and throws him against the wall and gives him an insane anrgy smile... "Oh, Jobo what was that you called me?!"
_MAYBE ADD TO STORY_
She said, stretching her hand toward Regena's sword. "I said, eerhm, you were a, eerhm," He winced backwards, "a prep." He squealed trying to get away from Rissa. "Bad decision, Jobo" She was about to wrap her hand around the sword when Michael chuckled and said "Rissa if your going to grab that at least let Joe go. I don't think he meant it." Rissa let go of Joe watching him slide down the wall, landing in a heap on the floor.
She reached her hand forward that last couple of inches and instantly started glowing. Katie stood up looking at Rissa, reaching her hand out. "Mikey, its shiny can I touch it?" She asked in the sweetest voice. All Mike could do was chuckle, but Kris reached out to stop her from intervening. When Kris reached toward Katie a rock under his right foot slidding, causing him to fall forwards knocking her into Joe, Joe reached back to stop himself from falling any more accidently grabbing Kiru's bow. Just like Michael and Kris he began to glow a bright white.
Alot of you at this point are probably thinking "What does this have to do with rp?" Well ill tell you i want to get rid of this awful curse called writers block and i think it would help me come up with some new ideas if i role played the characters and also adding in made ups from other people. It doesn't have to go completely to the story but, i would like to try to start off the same if that's okay with you. you can change the names of the people to what you want if you want to. (The hero names must stay the same) As long as you tell me who's hero you are being. Also these's characters where based on my friend's so i added there personality into it. the parts about Michael and katie will be taken out i added my ex into this story.. bad choice on my part XD. You are welcome to change that. Any other questions about the story please direct toward my profile page. And so the moment youve been waiting for the actual starter for the story
Prolouge
Prolouge
You have all heard about the stories In Ancient times right? The stories of the stories swords and bows, how cities were conquered by a strong and prideful army of life long warriors, such as King Arthur and the Saxons, but there's one part of every story that people ignore, claiming it to be fake and delusional, the magic...*
The Spartans had the Oracle, the most beautiful maiden that had the ability of predicting battle outcomes and the future of Sparta. For Arthur, the mightiest and strongest king of Britain he had his trusted ally and friend Merlin. For centuries people passed off magic as illusion, trickery, fake.
Legends talk about a "magic" of the strongest sorts of 5 legendary warriors know as the Five of Fate. Reincom, the Necromancer known for his dark arts of resurrecting dead souls from the grave to work at his will as well as his magics. It is said that he alone once decimated an entire city in less than ten minutes.
The Archer, Kiru, said to be able to hit a target without aiming from miles away, his stealth so talented he is known to several armies as the "Silent Ghost". The Assassin, Ataru, a stealthy warrior of speed and master of the dagger. No one knows much about Ataru, and those who did seemed to not last very long.
The Sorceress, AnaBelle, a beautiful woman with magic so frightening the Huns themselves would not step near her without bowing in fear. Known for quicky defeating mass army's of men with just a flick of her wrist. The last of the fate, Regena, with her mastery of sword compared to none other. Many had fallen under the hilt of her sword. Many residents of Greece praised her as the reincarnate of Athena, goddess of battle strategy and wisdom.
Five warriors, hand picked by the gods themselves to save the world from Dramoc, the darkest, most evil warrior in the land, said to be the worst spawn to ever come from the Underworld. These warriors charged into battle clashing with Dramoc for days on end then finally the five and Dramoc found themselve's at their last strand of strength and with their final breath trapped Dramoc in a temple made by Reincom and AnaBelle.
Using there last bits of magic sealed the Five of Fate's and Dramoc's souls inside a tablet known as the Tamoro Stone. It is said that one day Dramoc will find a host that wants the world to fall as much as he does and will once again rise. But never did we think the tale would come true.......
Chapter 1
Only time will tell..
The name of our first character in this story is Michael. Mike for short, He's around 5'9 with dark black hair and brown eyes. He's funny, and a good friend. He knows how to cheer people up when they need it. He lives in the most boring city, in the most boring state known to man, just speaking its name causes him to yawn. Topeka, Kansas.
Although he thinks it is boring, his friends sure dont but anyway's, it was mid-June, about the time of June where his friends decide they wanna drag Michael along on all their so called "summer field trips" Michael was lying in bed staring at the ceiling spaced off in his own little world, and as Mike slowly started to finally drift off to sleep for his first time in a few days Michael hears the door of his room creak open and he hears a recoginizable high pitched voice...
"Hi Mikey, your not asleep are you!!! Get up, lazy, your wasting the summer away! Sleeping at a time like this! Thats what the nights for silly!" As Michael hears the voice he slowly sits up and mumbles "Yeah yeah yeah thats what you guys keep telling me Rissa...." Michael slowly rubs the back of his neck then stands strecthing and yawning "So, what are you dragging me into today and where's the other adventurers of the summer?"
Rissa smiles and points to the window then says "Well, that new archeological dig museum has some really cool relics from midevil times and I thought maybe we could all check it out" Michael's eyes widened and he smiled. You see, he was extremely interested in all the old war tactics of the sword. Infact, he much prefered a sword over a gun any day. Michael stood and grabbed the keys to his house and walked outside only to see his Group of friends...
Rules:
1. Please no god-modding i really just cant stand that if your gonna dodge everymove and "kill" everyone with out any fight then this isn't the the place for you
2:Try to be literate i can understand some people have issues with spelling and that's fine but don't make an entire post with misspelled words and such. Frankly its an eye sore.
3.Any sized posts are welcome just know that i variate between 4-6 paragraph posts to sometimes 2-3 i get writes block everyone has it
4.This will be the ooc chat thread for the actual rp. that way if theres any questions or just generally wanna chat to wait for more posts, Or even tell me opinions on my story (Which i love getting other peoples opinions) you can post it here and keep the rp clutter free
5.Once you have read all the rules and (preferably the original story) Post your skeleton ON this thread and post a message on my profile saying "Pass the soy sauce" its simply so i know you took the time to read the rules.
6. Have fun, i want this to be entertaining for everyone.
Skeleton. (i sorta suck at these)
Name:
Age: (preferably between 17-21)
Side: Hero/Villian
Spirit: (Which person from the prologue or made ups im gonna put a limit on made ups though 2-3)
Powers:
Sexual orientation:
Personality traits:
Weakness/Strenths:
Extra Information:
"Cause I've been falling apart in the pouring rain"
"I'm waging war on myself. A captive causality"
""
"Traded a merciful heart for a murderer�s brain
But now I curse what's in my head
Because I can't stop seeing red"
Last edited by Natsunaine; 09-06-2012 at 12:28 PM.
Skeleton. (i sorta suck at these)
Name:Michael
Side: Hero
Spirit: Reincom
Powers: Necromancy
Sexual orientation:Straight
Personality traits:He's very protective of his freind's he risks his neck alot to make people happy or safe. He can be kind and caring. He has depressional issues due to losing his family at the age of 17
Weakness/Strenths: Long range combats are his weakness he is strong and more up close and personal or mid ranged battles.
Age:20
Extra Information:N/a
"Cause I've been falling apart in the pouring rain"
"I'm waging war on myself. A captive causality"
""
"Traded a merciful heart for a murderer�s brain
But now I curse what's in my head
Because I can't stop seeing red"
-has an OC in the wings that would fit in with this RPG arc- o. .o; And her name is close to Anabelle's and she's kind of a sorceress/magician.. which is really freaky.. come to think about it...
Name: Chris
Age: 17
Side: Hero
Spirit: Ataru
Powers: Shadow blend. Assasins
Sexual orientation: straight
Personality traits: fun loveing care free. cares for his friends but dosnt like to let his emotions show.
Weakness/Strenths: long range battles and wide open brightly lit areas./ darker areas. close combat.
Extra Information: None
It's too long D: I'll read it when I'm home, dear~
^Toxxic art
Other people's opinion of you does not have to become your reality. -Les Brown Vegan&Kaguya are my love slaves ♥ chocobo's WAIFU!/Sugar'sLauvBunneh/Stalker:Belle/Saiyouri's my plushie-waifu/Moonie's my pokemanz/Hyjin's bum is mine
lol.. yea.. Analeigh.. o. .o through, she has a gypsy background.. kind of have to read through your story and see if that works cause I would love to use her again.
Haha okay then :) When you post ill make the forum for the actual Roleplay :) OH! and just a note to everyone from here on out i would like some kind of romance with characters for idea wise :P if possible
"Cause I've been falling apart in the pouring rain"
"I'm waging war on myself. A captive causality"
""
"Traded a merciful heart for a murderer�s brain
But now I curse what's in my head
Because I can't stop seeing red"
Name: Analeigh {Ana or Lei}
Age: 19
Side: Hero
Spirit: AnaBelle
Powers: Magic/Sorcery {Runes, etc}
Sexual orientation: Straight
Personality traits: a bit shy around people, speaks only when she is talked to or needs to speak, care free
Weakness/Strengths: close combat is often a weakness for Analeigh, she more prefers long range combat since most of her magic involves runes or hex circles {think that is the name for them}
Extra Information: Analeigh was born to Gypsy parents but never was happy living the Gypsy lifestyle. On her sixteenth birthday, she runs away from the present location of the camp to make a life for herself.
Gah so i had this long post typed up explaining certain things and it didnt even post ewe... so here it goes again ewe..
1. Accepted for 2 reasons! 1: i love the idea of hexs and runes. My original idea was that she used a staff that created a rose wall barrier, While also using nature magics and Elementals but your way is good you dont have to use mine just thought i'd tell you for interest
2: Because i loved rping with teh tormented :)
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Joe the on in the story(all the characters other than jason mascroti are based on actuall people. Is gonna join Trisphee and join in on the roleplay as his character Kiru
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And the reason i wanted romance is because i have a story plan for a romance and i would like to see your opinion on who should be together in it :)
And ill start when joe posts so we at least have 4 of the 5 we could always introduce the paladin later :P
"Cause I've been falling apart in the pouring rain"
"I'm waging war on myself. A captive causality"
""
"Traded a merciful heart for a murderer�s brain
But now I curse what's in my head
Because I can't stop seeing red"
Trisphee
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