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Xay Shadowlight
Topic Started: Nov 26 2008, 12:09 AM (74 Views)
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Name (First and Last): Xay Shadowlight
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Race: Phantom of Dragon
Techniques/Abilities:
- Special: Clonings: Phantoms can create clones of theirselves having the same abilities as the real clone-artist.

- Shapeshift: This race can change into any race and have the same techniques and abilities the original race has.

- Kij: Hell Bomb: They can charge a small ball (as big as a basket ball) and throw it on any land. The damage inflicted is equivelant to destroying one whole island. This can only be used once a month.

Appearance: Xay wears a dark blue robe and his eyes sparkle blue permanently as his "irises" look white. His rigged robe is a part of his skin. Inside his skin has human body parts, except they are hollow. They have the same color as his eyes. His face his sillhouetted except for his eyes.

Personality: He has short-temper and is ruthless to all. The body he was rested in made him furious, otherwise he would've been kind and modest. He is moody, honest and trusting however. Xay will never keep a secret to himself and he always feels like something is bothering him. Xay kills anyone who gets in his way or blocks him from a mission. Xay Shadowlight is a clever Phantom.

Background Information / History: Xay Shadowlight was inside a Dhu' Dragon called Xephir. Xephir hated himself which brought pain to Xay. The dragon participated in wars, armies and even had friends with other people. He was a good-hearted person, which Xay had always disliked. Xephir was always near deaths in wars, but had never realized it. This Dhu' Dragon finally lived in Dhu', however, one killed him when he made his way. All his friends recited a funeral for him and a Human Priest gave quotes and even wrote a long poem about Xephir's life. Xay was released from his body and wanders in the location known as Fore, the continent of Ehr' Elves.

Where did you find out about this site and what makes you want to join: I made the site. ^^

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Email: mydadisfat123@hotmail.com

Location: Fore

Weapon: Demonic Katana

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Allignment (Evil / Good / Neutral): Evil

RP Sample: (A past example of what you have done in the past. It must be 200 words or more. If you haven't roleplayed before, you may think about one and make it)
It went bad. Things went very bad. Because from something that sprouted from a parent's words, to feeling emotions of loneliness and betrayal, surely wasn't a good thing. And that's exactly what Kioko Kitsuki felt while she sat outside the classroom, feeling tears rush down her red and heated cheeks. She just couldn't understand why no one understood what she did, and what she acted out to be. Was it even her fault...? ...Unfortunately, the question wasn't answered by the time she rushed outside to the state she was in now. Kioko felt...alone, and confused, about the whole situation that caused tears to run down her face. It also upset her that no one by far came to comfort her. All she had...was herself to turn to.

But Kioko didn't want to accept that. She didn't want to think she was the only one able to console herself and bring forth confidence deep from within the depths of her personality. Confidence was futile for one reason: Kioko hated herself. And she knew this, because of the truth spiraling down from what came to be in the classroom many moments before. She couldn't stand up for herself...or even bring reason to the chaotic yells of kids bringing remarks of truth. Kioko believed what the kids said...because it was true...wasn't it? She sighed, and decided to think back on the situation from the past.....

Kioko recalled words from her parents, saying it was alright, and also the definitive right thing to do. And she believed that, because her conscience was never right. In fact, it was always wrong because it was a small voice. From experience, Kioko knew that consciences were small voices. She had a small voice, a small physique, a small ego, and a small confidence...her conscience surely could fit into the mix, she thought... And she was right.

Kioko went to the Ninja Academy dressed in a boy appearance for the sole purpose of clinging onto her parent's words. She had no other words to turn to, and she surely couldn't trust herself...right? Unfortunately, the thought only made her cry more, and Kioko felt more heated tears run down her cheeks. Even a taste of the warm salt water from her eyes ended up getting on her tongue from silently crying.

"Kio...Kio...Kio..."

Kioko told herself out loud outside, trying to tell herself that she was Kio, a boy she was for almost four years until about ten minutes ago. Her parents told her she was supposed to be Kio, and that it was for the good of the family. She didn't understand it, but she tightly clung to the words and became 'Kio', a person of the male gender. ...And people believed her for four years in the academy. But it shattered.

For Kioko depended on Kio. She clung onto his beliefs of silence being golden, and curiosity always winning in the end. ...For once in her life, she actually thought that 'Kio' was her confidence...her ray of hope for people never finding out who she was. Everyone seemed to be happy for her too...especially her parents. Kioko didn't think someone would ever try to unmask Kio for the coward and trivial person beneath: Herself.

But it happened. And it happened not too long ago. Once Kio banished, Kioko was left to look at all the faces calling her names of a gender-confusionist. She had nothing and no one to depend on...to cling to... Kioko felt herself swell up again, and she put her head down, hating herself for her small physique getting injured and rushing Kio away. ...She wanted him back...her only pillar of normality was gone, and Kioko didn't know what to do.

...She was left to handle herself, and wallow in self-pity. Kioko couldn't have that! She couldn't... She needed someone to depend on...someone to cling to and listen to in order to live in bliss again. ...But who? Who.......? Kioko lifted her head and slammed it back against the wall, closing her eyes in the process. The impact of her slamming it didn't match up to her emotional pain, as she wanted it to. Kioko couldn't find any words...or much less people to adopt and make herself. ...She was all alone.

...That is, until she remembered him. Yes... Kioko opened her eyes and looked down. He's my only chance... My only hope...

"....I'm...sorry....Kio,"

A single tear fell from her left eye, and it finally didn't fall for the trivial and vile person Kioko knew.....she was. Instead, it fell for Kio.
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