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 Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 12:00 pm
This is where you will introduce your character (or yourself, if you'd rather be yourself).
Please include Name, Age, Description (and picture, if you're artistic), and a bit of Background.
And, yes, you can have weapons. But, there will be no instant-killing, random rage, or picking on other players in general.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 10:47 am
Hi there. smile
My name is Travis Arthur...er, Travis Victor Arthur actually. I'm told I have to make sure to include my middle name for some reason. sweatdrop
Regardless, I'm 22 years old and have spent the majority of my life living with my two parents and 2 siblings in the countryside of northern Iowa. There's a lot of wide open spaces around here and with that, I've been doing my best to keep in shape. Sometimes I just go for runs, but other times I practice Parkour in the dense woods near my home. It's really fun and exhilarating, because one wrong step and I could end up unconscious and far from anyone that could help. Always make sure to practice with people around kiddies. mrgreen
Anyway, one day while going through an area of woods that I've not been through before, I was hit in the head by what felt like a falling tree branch. Stopping for a bit to get my bearings, I went to determine what it was that hit me since no branches had fell the entire time I was there. What I found was a oblong, almost football shaped object about the size of a fist. Looking up and around to see where it might have fallen from, I saw only trees. So I picked it up, examined it, put it in my pocket, and then headed home.
Halfway back, the object started vibrating, then glowing a dull iridescent green color. I quickly pulled it out of my pocket and dropped it, but by then I guess it had done what it was supposed to do... and I found myself staring at it on the ground, while my entire surroundings shifted, warped, and then changed all around me. Soon enough, everything became clear and I was obviously not in Iowa anymore.
These are my stories.
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The Vilespawn Archfiend Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 1:18 pm
Hello, I'm Raven Jennings. Most people just call me Grims, though.
Hm? A description of me? Alright. I'm about 5 foot 6 inches tall, which is slightly too short for my taste. I have long, black hair, which I normally have up in some sort of ponytail. My body is rather average; I would say athletic, but I don't do much working out.
I have a cat named Amrina. She's a very large cat, although she's about half the size of a mountain lion. Her fur is black when you pet her normally (that is, if she'd let you), but when it's fluffed up, it's a mix of black and dark amber. She has been my friend for as long as I can remember, so please don't think it odd if it appears I'm talking to myself. I'm only chatting with Am.
Weapon? I suppose I should put that out in the open. I'm proficient with a double bladed staff, which I believe is called a 'glaive'. I only carry it when I'm training, however. At all times, I have two daggers on my person, but it usually takes me a bit to retrieve them when I am in need of them. These daggers are spelled so that I can only incapacitate my attacker. They will not allow me to strike a death blow upon any human or creature.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 2:41 pm
Hello there. My name is Orpheus Fowl, but Zero is my alias. Why I have an alias...? Well, I think it's much cooler! I am seventeen years, soon eighteen. I see that you've been staring at my cat ears for a while now... Stop that. I am a cat human, very commonly reffered as a 'neko'. Don't get your hopes up, I ain't just cute to look at... I'm also a pilot and a great climber of random things!!!
Weapons...? I use my fingers~ They are hard and sharpened, excellent to cut things with~ I don't have a mama or papa, I was made in a test tube. People can't have children with cats... This made me very lonely in school, when working and.... everything else. This have never bothered me, since I've concentrated on my greatest love. Flying and giant robots. Please don't judge me when I start talking about these things. I'M NOT CRAZY.
When I grew to be fourteen, I was invited to start working as a pilot for a very special plane. His name is.... I'll tell you some other time~
~Picture~
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 3:13 pm
>>(. I am weird, and I feel strange...]>>
I am the strange girl in the corner, one with the nose in her book. I have Long, dark hair, pale skin, and glasses that sit slightly crooked. I'm just over five foot, not quite an inch, and a thin waist. Slightly slouchy, but quick as whip.
I am Ingrid. My name is not quite as odd as I really am, to be honest. I tend to act out of curiousity more than courage, and say things without thinking.
I dont have a companion, besides my journal, of course. It's the only friend I've had I was abandoned at the shy age of four, at an orphanage in chicago, which, at the age of sixteen, I decided I was too old for, and ran away.
I only have one weapon, which is more for self defense than anything. A small swiss army knife stored in the sole of my tattered shoe.
<<[I've got one fear, its so hard to change. )<<
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 8:58 pm
Hi, my name is Rose.... Rose Avery. I'm 22 years old and I'm a pretty skilled magician. I always have my book and my staff with me wherever I go (have to protect myself after all). I'm generally really friendly and love meeting new people. Sometimes I get a bit down in the dumps though and then I'm no fun to be around I know. I lived a very sheltered life growing up and really didn't know much about the world until my mom passed away 3 years ago, but since then I've been alone with the exception of my friends. Lately they have all left for one reason or the other....will you be my friend?
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Shirtless Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 2:04 pm
Greetings, my name is Maudie Ardal Elfrun Kafele Rigoverto Faolan ( call me Kay for short) and I hail from Medard. My people are long lived but my age and appearance would be the equivalent of 25 human years, roughly. As a shape changer my appearance fluctuates, while I control the main form (humanoid, reptilian, feline ect.) the particulars of the body pertain to my mood unless I concentrate very firmly on one shape. For instance, i I were to change into a cat if I felt threatened at the time I would transform into a large, dangerous cat, whereas if I felt playful I might turn into something closer to a house-cat though considerably larger as my size only fluctuates about forty percent either way. My country is best known for it's combination of science and magic, enabling us to do things neither taken alone could accomplish. The hierarchy is based upon strength. Well, technically victory; anyone can challenge for rule and use whatever they posses, magic, special techniques or what have you to win.My particular inclinations never garnered me much of a position. I'm a scholar traveling the world collecting stories and lore. I can handle myself in a fight with either natural weapons of improvising with whatever happens to be handy.
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