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| Lock Wolf | July 20, 2010, 6:56 pm Post #1 |
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Generic Adventure! The Dice Game. Actual RP/Game Spoilerized because otherwise, this would be like a mile long. Story Rules Game Rules Rating Character Sheet Slot Stuff Setting
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| Joey! | July 20, 2010, 9:04 pm Post #2 |
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Okay, so are there humans in Terra (where the magical creatures were from right?)? I might do some sort of wizard or maybe something that's a dragon, but humanoid...I don't know. I might just wait to see other profiles. Edited by Joey!, July 21, 2010, 2:49 am.
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| Lock Wolf | July 21, 2010, 7:03 pm Post #3 |
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Yes, there are humans, but unlike our world, their a minority. Wizards, witches, and human sub-classes like lycan or vampire are about the only way they get ahead in life. Or, um... zombies, in death. If their bad ass enough with a sword, that work to, but, you get my point. Username: Lock_Wolf Name: Lock Silverwing Age: 230 Gender: Male Race: Sky Lord, looks human, buts he's around tougher, faster, and stronger. Bio: Lock use to be the attendant of the elemental Lord of Wind, Ziz. And was there to see the very hands of Chaos move to distort reality. He was one of the few protected by the holy magic of a Elemental Lord's temple, and escaped losing his mind. When the worlds crashed together he also caught a glimpse of Order throwing shining bolts of light into the melding void of the world, scattering the weapons that might change all fate. The clashing of two world jarred him, threw him from his home, and lost him another. When he woke from being thrown about, he wandered a bit, seeing his own kind starting to clash with the new world they were in. And one he finaly fell asleep he remebered his last sight on Terra, of Order throwing something into this new world. When he awoke, he simply felt drawn to them, and knew that when he found them, he'd find a sorce of hope to stop the fighting going on around him, and possible reset the worlds as they should be. Personality: Lock can be described as being normally agitated, aggressive, quick, logical thinking, dogmatic, sarcastic, and assholic. Yet still retaining somewhat of a soft spot for kids. He's also a bit of a flirt, while being highly loyal, and protective. He can be laid back, and a bit aloof at times, and has a problem with over thinking things to much at times. Yet, under his hard exterior, he actually has a heart of gold, and is a bit of a softy. Not that he wants you to know that though. He values respect more than gold, give it to him, and he'll give it to if you sees you as deserving. Weapon: Halberd of Ziz(Had before Chaos struck) Appearance: Lock Stats: Level - 5 Attack -9 +4 =13 Defence -7 Magical Attack -3 Magical Defence -4 HP -70 Slots: Sharpen *2 Shock Break Double Attack Edited by Lock Wolf, July 22, 2010, 1:00 am.
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| Drakedragon | July 21, 2010, 9:40 pm Post #4 |
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I think I might give this one a try... I'll work on a CS tonight. |
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| Joey! | July 21, 2010, 10:15 pm Post #5 |
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Yeah, I figured they would be special in some way, I was just wondering if there were any. |
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| Joey! | July 21, 2010, 11:27 pm Post #6 |
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Username: MidnightDragon Name: Tor Wildfire Age: 173 Gender: Male Race: Offspring of a human and a feathered dragon. Bio: On Terra, his home world, he wasn't very known. He just lived in a village with his parents. His mom, a witch dealing mainly with summonings. His dad, a feathered dragon capable of shape-shifting. His dad fell in love with his mom and decided to remain in a human form to be with her. Tor grew up in the village they settled in and as he got older he trained to be a guard for the village. He thought he would keep his home safe from invaders, hence why he wears such armor. When Gaia and Terra started merging, Tor got sucked into an interdimensional hole that stuck him in the strange place where people had strange weapons that fired small projectiles at him. It didn't really hurt all that bad which kind of made Tor wonder what was going on. He couldn't wonder too long, however, because he started hearing this voice in his head saying strange things in another language. Sometimes after hearing that voice he would black out and find himself near destruction. He hid from the strange people in hopes of figuring out what happened. A few weeks later he saw another kind from Terra attacking the helpless people of the strange dimension. Thinking that they might stop attacking him, Tor decided to help the strange people. However, the fight was barely a fight at all. When the other one attacked it missed every swing. Tor even stopped moving to see if he would get hit. He raised an arm to block the sword, but it flew way off course and missed completely. To end the fight, Tor had grabbed the other by the arm and twisted it so that the sword flew from his hands. Upon picking up the sword it seemed as if a song was ringing in his head. He then used it to slay his opponent and went on. The people still shunned him and continued their useless attacks. Maybe it had something to do with his black outs. Personality: Tor is normally a happy guy. He is difficult to annoy for he has extreme patience. He doesn't want to fight the people because he thinks they are just confused. When he finds those from his world attacking the helpless ones he goes to the aid of those without defense. However, in times of his black outs, he is best described as a monster. He doesn't even know he is doing it. Anything near him gets destroyed. He can sometimes be seen fighting it when the voice is still bugging him. You can tell he is because he runs around screaming, telling some invisible person to be quiet and leave him alone, and in some serious cases he smashes his head against walls and other various, hard objects. Weapon Appearance Stats: Level - 5 Attack - 8 Defence - 5 Magical Attack - 5 Magical Defence - 2 HP - 100 Slots: 5 1 - Halve damage to fire 1 - Heal 1 - Sharpen 2 - Double attack |
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| Lock Wolf | July 22, 2010, 1:12 am Post #7 |
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Looks good. Accepted. Drakedragon: Loved to have ya. |
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| Drakedragon | July 22, 2010, 4:37 am Post #8 |
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Hm, so one's got a halberd and the other's using a sword... I'm thinking a scythe for mine... EDIT: And here he is... I'll get him and his weapon drawn soon enough. Username: Drakedragon Name: Marcus Geris Flackson Age: 18 Gender: Male Race: Gifted Human Bio: Born and raised on Earth, Marcus grew up in a world without fantasy creatures and lived a pretty normal life as the second eldest of three siblings. But as he grew and was read stories, he became heavily interested in fantasy stories. As the humdrum of life went on, that interest only grew and he began to long for even a small chance to do anything like he read in the stories. His interest became something of an unhealthy habit for him as he grew older and he began to withdraw from society as a whole. His family became very concerned for his well-being and did everything they could to try and coax him out of his hardening shell and to accept reality. He recovered from this depression and unsocial tendencies when he hit high school. He still read fantasy stories and sometimes wrote them, but he accepted that he would never be able to do the things he wanted. Still, that desire remained within him, buried deep within his mind. Sometimes it would come upon him and depression would hit him again, but his friends from school helped him through them. He found ways to appease his desires: he took up martial arts, specifically the types dealing with weaponry, and he greatly enjoyed it. He started writing stories and his friends would always ask what he was writing about next. He went on in this way, mostly content, until his final year of high school. Then the two worlds collided. Marcus was at school when it all started and tremors shook the entire building. At first, everyone thought it was an earthquake and began to follow the shouted instructions of their teachers in panic. At least until they ran into odd beings around campus and outside, all looking confused and lost. And after that, everything changed. The land itself had been dramatically changed by it. Familiar terrain and regions had transformed, becoming a skewed mesh of the two worlds, although the continents themselves changed little in the way of shape. Strange creatures began appearing all over the world and humanity reacted as it always did with the unknown – lethal force and subjugation. Marcus spent several days in shock and at home, watching the news reports as the militaries of the various countries began rounding up the strangers and killed those that resisted capture. It was something that horrified him, even more so as he recognized some of the creatures he’d imagined from the many novels he’d read and artwork he saw on the internet. Still, as he sat there, he began to realize that amidst all the fear and shock, he was... happy. And that scared him. Why was he happy about all of... this? When the four beasts revealed themselves and began striking back at the world’s military, Marcus knew in the very core of his being that humanity was in trouble. But at the same time, another feeling arose within him. A defiant, rebellious spirit that wanted to say ‘Screw you!’ to the fate that lay ahead of them and to spit in its face. That same feeling, welling up and overwhelming him, led him to leave home and wander. He didn’t know where he was going, but his gut instincts showed him the way. They told him how to avoid trouble from the monsters and guided his actions until he ended up in an unavoidable brawl with one beast that was too much for him to handle. Its claws were shredding him up pretty badly and things looked bleak. It knocked him into a pile of debris from a collapsed building and he hit his head. His vision swimming, he only made out the blurred image of the beast looming over him and preparing to finish him. But he didn’t want to give up. He refused to die like that. His rebellious spirit led him to reach for something, anything, to grab and use and he gripped a smooth shaft. Without even looking at it or sparing a single thought to what it was, he gripped it hard and hefted it up and watched as the curved blade of a scythe cut into and clean through the monster’s neck, decapitating it. When he recovered, he sat up and looked at what he had. He was shocked – he held a scythe! Not just any scythe either. This one was ornate and gave him a strange sensation that caused the hairs on the back of his neck to stand on end. When he stood and hefted the weapon in his hands, moving it around and adjusting his hold on it, something just seemed... right about it. Like he was meant to be holding this weapon. But that wasn’t all... he also sensed something ominous about the scythe. Even so, he kept the scythe and used it to help him deal with the violent creatures that attacked him, but he still had to hide from time to time. The scythe gave him a chance, but he was still not strong enough to take on some of the bigger beasts. Several weeks after finding the scythe, Marcus met Lock and listened to his explanation of everything that was happening. And as he spoke, the young man felt that same sense of well-being he’d felt when this whole mess began grow stronger. He didn’t want to believe everything the ominous big man said, but the past few days had made denying them difficult. He wasn’t certain that he’d be up for the plan of simply calming the great beasts ravaging the world... but he would cooperate with Lock for the time being. Personality: Marcus is not a loud person, but he does know how to hold a casual conversation well enough. At least, as long as your interests coincide with his. Otherwise, he can be pretty awkward and will often fall silent a lot. He can keep a pretty good hold on his temper most of the time, but when things get desperate or rough, he is very temperamental and it shouldn’t come as a surprise if he decides to get violent quickly. He rarely makes new friends, so he becomes very loyal to them once he makes them and reacts badly to betrayal of that trust. Weapon: (Will draw this soon) Appearance: (Will have this drawn soon) Stats: Level - 5 Attack - 5 Defense - 8 Magical Attack – 5 Magical Defense – 6 HP - 60 Slots: 1-4. High Critical Rate (Any roll over 13 is a critical hit) 5. (saving this slot for later) Edited by Drakedragon, July 22, 2010, 5:35 am.
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| ravenroses | July 22, 2010, 6:03 am Post #9 |
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I'm thinking of trying this out. I was never in a game/story that uses dice. I'll have something up tomorrow I hope. |
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| Lock Wolf | July 22, 2010, 9:24 am Post #10 |
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Accepted. ravenroses: I'll be eagerly waiting, as once I get four people, I'll start the main thread. |
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| Crowley | July 22, 2010, 9:43 am Post #11 |
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Here it is, may need a little work but seems good. Username Crowley Name: Ryuunosuke ( No last name ) Age: 20...ish.. Sex: Male Race: Human Short Bio: Ryuunosuke was an orphan. Found by a group of performing travelers. He was raised by the strong man and his wife the balancing lady. He was raised as any of them were, and was given the best education they could. He learned to read, some basic math to count the coin. The only thing special about his education was the lesson he learned from the old hag fortuneteller. She always caught him looking out of his tent during lightning storms, so she brought him a deck of cards and taught him how to tell if a storm was coming, and how to tell a fortune. During a trip to a flee market, Ryuunosuke decided to give his fortune telling a try. He walked around trying to find stuff that was actually valuable. So he read his own fortune, something that wasn't frowned upon by other but not a great thing to do to get ahead. After he did this he saw himself with what he thought was a very nice collectible katana. Something he had always wanted due to seeing some of the other people with them. He walked for what seemed to be hours before stumbling upon a booth that had the sword he had seen in his telling. He rushed over there to get it, but it was already sold. It was odd, he had seen himself with it, and knew he had to have it now. It was if the sword called to him. Ryuunosuke reached out and grabbed the sword from the guy proclaiming " I was born to wield this weapon...sorry! " and so he came into the ownership of his katana Tsubasa. He ran back to his home for the moment and began to look at it. He was proud, it was his. But there was something off about this weapon. he felt it. And as soon as he removed it from it's scabbard he knew why. The sword seemed to hum as he slid it out, it filled him with this massive energy. Something he had never felt before. This sword was other worldly. This was perfect. Personality: Ryuunosuke needs extra attention and must feel he is very important to those around him. If he doesn't think he is being spoiled enough, he may shut himself off from others. He enjoys the refined, kind, and sensitive, but can be harshly critical unless he is guaranteed the act is honest and truthful. Keeps his eyes open and his emotions in check so that he always knows where he stands. Tends to be a bit too trusting and therefore expects sincerity and honest from those closest to him. He is willing to become emotionally involved because he feels isolated and alone. He tries to avoid conflict and disagreements, but his arrogance leads him to quickly take offense. Feels trapped in a helpless situation and is desperately seeking relief. He is able to find pleasure and happiness in loving activity, as long as there is not a lot of conflict or emotional difficulty. Appearance: Ryuunosuke reminds you of a randy demon. He has slanted narrow deep green eyes that are like deep pools. His thick, wavy, very long hair is the color of a proud lion‘s mane, and is worn in a precise style. Tied up at the very tend of his hair with a ribbon. He has an athletic build. His skin is greatly pale, almost sickly so. He has knobby ears and thick eyebrows. His wardrobe is flattering and risque, with a mostly blue and green color scheme. He wears an open vest like a shirt, the patterns on the vest are lightning bolts raining down from the sky in random ways. His pants are large fluffy things, held up by a stylish black sash which also hides some of his hip from view. And upon his feet he wears a pair of warn old straw sandals. Other: Ryuunosuke is often caught smoking a long pipe, even during fights. All of his fingers have a ring on them, all of different metals such as copper, silver, gold. Mostly copper though. Weapon: A katana named Tsubasa ( Wing, it’s a mix with his name since Ryuu means Dragon. ) The katana is long, about four inches longer then a regular blade. The back of the blade has many jagged edges along it, all pointing back at the weilder. The hand guard is in the shape of a pair of wings, though it is just a regular hand guard. The hilt or butt of the sword has a majestic silver and red color scheme. Red mixing and swirling with silver down the handle. Stats: [you start out at level five, and have 30 points to spend. Build well.] Level - 5 Attack: 10 Defense[/b[: 7 Magical Attack: 3 Magical Defense: 5 HP: 5 Slots: 2 slots: Double Attack. ( This is it, for now. ) And I didn't really want to start off with the group. It doesn't really lead for anything grand right off the bat. It's always better to have some in a group and then others meet up in a few other posts. Builds a little more story. Like how they met up, what they had to fight through to be able to meet up, ect ect. Edited by Crowley, July 23, 2010, 12:12 pm.
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| ravenroses | July 22, 2010, 6:31 pm Post #12 |
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Username: ravenroses Name: Jessika Cobriana Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Bio: Being female and part of a high class family, Jessika was raised in a way that most people would be terrified of. Her parents were strict. Her teachers were worse. Her siblings were cold and distant. That was fine by her and she adapted to the lifestyle. Part of the learning process for her and her siblings was to learn how to defend themselves. She became a decent fighter, surpassing her siblings in skill. She would have been the next head of her family if things didn't turn out so badly. One evening the house was attacked and the entire family had to come out and fight. They were doomed from the start. Jessika watched her family fall apart. At one point she was thrown into a statue the family had and it shattered. From inside fell two longer than average daggers. Immediately she picked them up and used them. To her surprise, they managed to kill the beings attacking them. Unfortunately she was the only one to survive the onslaught. Some time after the fight, she met up with Lock as she wandered about. It didn't take long for him to convince her to go with him. Jessika was alone and a little afraid of what was happening. Personality: Jessika is very loyal to those who have gained her trust. She will back them if they need her. Most people won't believe in her loyalty until she does something to prove them wrong because she can be cold, distant and quiet. That is just her following her upbringing. On the opposite side, Jessika is a very curios person. She likes to know what is going on and what everything around her is capable of doing. Weapon: Daggers Appearance: Look at me Stats: Level - 5 Attack - 5 Defence - 6 Magical Attack - 8 Magical Defence - 6 HP - 50 Slots: 1. Lock Pick 2. Healing Touch 3-4. Freeze 5. Later use ((That was harder than I thought...)) Edited by ravenroses, July 22, 2010, 6:48 pm.
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| Lock Wolf | July 22, 2010, 6:34 pm Post #13 |
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Crowly:Your bio needs two more little details. One, how he got his weapon, these are other worldly weapons, so you can say anything from you just stumbled upon it, to it blow a hole in your house when it fell from the sky. Two, how he met Lock, and actually got convinced/pulled into the crazy suicidal mission. Rain: Edited by Lock Wolf, July 22, 2010, 6:40 pm.
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| ravenroses | July 22, 2010, 6:49 pm Post #14 |
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I think you meant me when you said Rain but I changed one of the stats. |
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| Lock Wolf | July 22, 2010, 6:53 pm Post #15 |
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No, I meant Rain >> ...what do you mean there's no Rain? Are you sure? Uh huh, oh... Ok... I see... Well, according to my OC, I'm a idiot, and halve asleep. Also your Accepted. |
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| Joey! | July 22, 2010, 7:59 pm Post #16 |
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I didn't put in how he met Lock or anything... Do our characters have to know him before the RP starts? I thought we were supposed to meet him or something. Should I change my profile a little to add that? |
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| Lock Wolf | July 22, 2010, 8:45 pm Post #17 |
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Yes, if you look at the bio part of the character sheet, it says that you should. I accepted you since you came from Terra, and can kinda just say you figured it out. ![]() Actual RP/Game Edited by Lock Wolf, July 22, 2010, 8:59 pm.
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| Curiosity Calls | July 23, 2010, 2:01 am Post #18 |
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| Joey! | July 23, 2010, 2:02 am Post #19 |
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I'm just going to say they found him during a rampage... I don't want to wait to be part of the group. I would watch everyone carefully though... Edited by Joey!, July 23, 2010, 2:05 am.
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| Crowley | July 23, 2010, 12:12 pm Post #20 |
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It's edited, you can look it over and see if that's good enough. |
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| Joey! | July 23, 2010, 11:43 pm Post #21 |
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I don't know if the wyverns are in the house or if they are just attacking it from the outside, so I didn't actually enter the fight yet. Plus, I don't know how battles go. |
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| Lock Wolf | July 24, 2010, 1:42 am Post #22 |
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They were outside, and since drakedragon didn't attack first, the rounds will go, monsters, marcus, tor, lock, then jessika or Ryuunosuke[depending on who ever chooses to attack first of the two]. ![]() And Crowley, accepted. Just realize, that when you do, you might get attack by this bunch. >> |
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| Joey! | July 24, 2010, 1:53 am Post #23 |
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This sucks! DX Both of them that attacked Marcus missed, but the ONE attacking me hit? DX (I don't really care, I just find it funny.) Oh well, I have more HP than anyone anyway. They shouldn't be too powerful, right? I mean...it is a practice fight...and the first one... |
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| Drakedragon | July 24, 2010, 1:55 am Post #24 |
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Yes that's right MD. They can't touch this! And lol, no, watch them be uber powerful and slaughter us all. |
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| Joey! | July 24, 2010, 1:58 am Post #25 |
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![]() *Resists urge to sing and dance to song* That would be an epic fail on our part. ![]() I'm not kidding. I busted up just thinking about it. |
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