Profiles

[Morningstar]

Name: Maria Nightwind
Age: 21
Position: Blind magic user
Alignment: Good
Weapon(s): A Blue Crystal Staff and a knife

Skills/Attacks
Healing Light: It heals those that are around her and that are injured. It also protects her and those around her from the undead.
Silver Lightning: A deadly lightning spell. Her more random spell cause of the fact she can’t see. She could either hit friend or foe with this spell so watch out.
The Call: She can call to the planet for protection. The planet can send random things up out of the ground around her and the planet can tell enemy from friend. The planet most likely will send up vines or roots but can randomly send other natural things.

Abilities: She is able to speak with the planet without words. She can see and talk to the dead before they move on and she can also see the undead beings. Because of her closeness with the planet, she tends to let the planet lead her safely through life to where she needs to be.

Description
Height: 5' 4"
Hair: Black and green near the end and pulled back with a very dark green ribbon
Eyes: A Clear Green

Appearance/Attire: Very slim and pale. She is almost sickly looking. She wears a long light green dress with a loose gold belt around her waist. On her feet, she wears small black travel-worn boots. She uses her black hooded cloak to hide the fact that she is blind most of the time by putting up the hood and keeping the cloak closed around her. To keep the cloak from falling off her slender shoulders it is fastened with a silver lightning bolt pin. The only jewelry she wears is a small chain necklace with a golden rose pendant. She wears a small bag; slung across her chest to her hip, to carry what little she owns. She hides it underneath her cloak along with the knife.

Personality: Quiet, almost shy and lonely. She can voice her point of view clearly but in a soft almost mother type way. It is hard to make her mad, but if you do, everyone watch out. She can be the most loyal, honest friend you could ever have or want.

History: Because she was born blind, her father left her mother and her on their own because he couldn’t deal with having a blind child. So he just left leaving them without a way to earn money to live. Soon enough, the mother lost the house and both of them nearly starved to death, from never having anything other then crumbs to eat. Her mother, fearful for the well being of her only child, found a wealthy couple and begged them to take her daughter in. The wealthy couple was of a good parental age and had no children of their own so they decided to take the young girl in. The mother said her goodbyes to her daughter before leaving. As the young girl grew up she was often sick as well as blind. When the girl was about 11, the couple worried about how the girl would be able to take care of herself without them. So they decided to pull some strings with the magic leader in their city to get them to teach the blind child how to use magic but what the couple didn’t know is that the girl was already able to communicate with the planet. When the couple told her that she was going to be learning magic, she was excited. She spent 8 years learning how to use and control magic as well as deepening her connection with the planet until the death of the couple. The couple died of a small carriage accident. Normally if they were younger they would have lived but both being about 60 years old it was too much for them to live through. Because they had no will naming her as their heir or in anyway to them, she was kicked out of the house and it was soon sold. She was then left yet again with nothing but the magic skills they sent her to learn. For the past two years she had been living under the guidance and protection of the planet itself. The planet now guides her from one place to another and being the eyes she has never truly had but might one day have.

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Chosen weapon: Aurora Rod
I'm crazy and your witty and together we are silly!

[EbeneezerAl]

Name: Lezaan
Race: Appears human, but often seems something more.
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown, but ancient.

Eyes: A deep, dark purple, the eyes seem to have an unnatural depth to them, almost like one was looking into a bottomless pit.
Height/Weight/Build: No one is sure of Lezaan's true physique, as his power to manipulate space and time often warps ones perception of him.
Hair: White and long with age, it reaches nearly to his back. He often wears it in a pony tail. Despite his age, the hair has not thinned, it is still as thich and strong as most men's hair in thier youth.
Beard/Moustache: Same as the Hair. The beard extendy to about mid-chest and the moustache to about 3/4 of the beard's length. (picture the Emperor from Mulan)

Attire: Lezaan wears deep purple robes that drag the ground just slightly. Owing to his manipulation of matter, however, the robes' length is never an incovenience in battle.

Weapon: Staff- An ornately carved Ebony staff with intricate designs inlaid with ivory. At the to is set a large, deep amethyst. The staff just below the stone branches out and twists up along the outside of the amethyst, splaying out about 2/3 of the way up so that the gem's top rises above the staff. The effect is that of stone sinking into a swirling black mass.

Not a weapon primarily, Lezaan is able to channel his power through the staff, owing to the magical power embued in the amethyst. This allows him to use his power to a greater extent without risk. Without the focus of the staff, Lezzan's powers become more erractic, and more dangerous. If uses too much power while not using the staff, he could disrupt the flow of the space-time continuum so much that the continuum would collapse around him, causing everything in a large are of space around him to cease to exist, even so far as entire galaxies. The ripples caused by this would have effects throughout out the universe, some devestating.

However, Lezaan can wield the staff as a weapon, and should he choose to fight physically, his power over space and time give him a unique advantage. Weapons seem to veer or glance off from him when they were perfectly aimed. Terrain always seems to work against his opponants. Lezaan can be anywhere at any time All of this and more make him an unpredictable opponant and very difficult to defend oneself against.

Lezaan's overall appearance and presence are reminiscent of a wizard.

Powers: In case you hadn't guessed, Lezaan can manipulate space and time. Although he has this power naturally, the power imbued within the amethyst in his staff allows his to do so to a much greater degree with much better control. His abilities allow him to do many things, from levetating thigs, to changing the speed of time around him to his advantage, manipulating the terrain to his advantage, alter the distance between himself and a point, collapse space around an enemy and reduce him to a point mass, open rifts in the space-time continuum, and even travel through time. However, this last power, Lezaan does not use, due to it's dire consequences. The extent of Lezaan's powers are too many and varied to list here in detail, but the sky seems to be the limit (which with his powers, could literally be at your fingertips.

Weaknesses: Though not neccessarily a weakness, Lezaan's powers are dangerous to use to thier fullest extent. To use too much power would be to risk destroying existance itself, and himself along with it. However his true weakness is also his strength, the staff. If Lezaan somehow loses possesion of the staff, he becomes unable to control his power, and to use it to any great degree could have dire consequences. Even worse, if the staff should fall into the hands of another, they would gain control of space time, albiet to a limited degree, so long as the held it. This makes recovering the staff quite an ordeal.

Temperament: Lezaan is a being of good. He is wise and does all he an to better the lives of good people. However, he is reserved when it comes to his personal affairs and history. He does not open himself to others on a personal level, and will refuse to give anyhing but cryptic information when asked. Lezaan is calm in most situations, never showing fear, worry, or even effort. He is a mysterious figure, who gives off an air of unfathomable power and wisdom.

History: Lezaan's past is shrouded in mystery. He does not speak of it to anyone. It is known that he has been around for ages. Thousands, perhaps millions of years. Some say he was never young, and began existance exactly as he is now. The staff, it is said, was a divine gift, as the powers that be, whomever they be, recognized the danger of Lezaan's powers and granted him the power to control them. This is all speculation, however, and when asked about any of this, he will not respon, at least not to the questioner's liking. However, there are few now who would even know to ask such things, as Lezaan has passed out of history, knowledge, thought, and legend for almost 200 years.

At one time, rumors of Lezaan's presence had been heard far and wide, giving council to wise monarchs and leaders, assisting in great battles that threatened to wipe aout all that was good, even comming to the aid without consequence or fame, who were soon to meet a fate they did not deserve.

However, after the fall of Symphony City to an eternity of rain, a fate that Lezaan was unable to prevent, despite his warnings to it's citizens, Lezaan vanished from the world, never to bee seen again.

Until recently, when a group of strangers stumbled upon the ruined city...

[EbeneezerAl]

Name: Ranin
Race: Human

Apperance: Ranin likes to dress in the finest and most extravagant attire. He uses his his appearance to project the heightened sense of importance he has for himself.

Weapons: Sword and Shield, Longbow.

While not as strong as his brother, Ranin is still very skilled at combat. He relies rather on intellect, using his knowledge of combat to predict his enemy's next move.

History: Jelous of his brother Vlar's greater strength and popularity, Ranin ploted to have him exiled from their villiage. Ranin now lives in comfort, enjoying the popularity that was once his brother's.

Temperament: Ranin is very vain. He believes he is entitled to whatever he wants and will use any means to get it. He is quite intellegent and is very good at scheming. Although he is capable of combat, he prefers to avoid it whenever possible.

[Jheryl]

Name: Kalex
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Human
Occupation: Whatevers needed to be done.
Nationality:Black
Alignment:neautral

Description

Hair: Long and skinny dreads
Hair Color: Black
Build: Muscular in calves and arms.
Height: 5' 11"

Clothing

Kalex wears boots and very loose jogging pants. He wears tank tops and an open jacket.

Weapons

A Metal Spear and two Daggers.

Personality and History

History
After a plane accident when Kalex was 15 he found himself in a strange place. 3 years later he has grown accustomed to the lifestyle. He makes all his own weapons (including the daggers). He travels this strange place in search of a way home. After touchinga strange sphere he's found out he can emit strange white clouds from his hands at ease. But when a strange power overcomes him black clouds emit from his hands.He has no control over this.

Personality
Kalex is usually nice. He can be a rude if he doesn't like you. People who make a wrong impression on him , usually don't end up liking him. He can be very tempermental.

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[Trance Kuja]

Back from the past

Name: Stuzzie
Age: 18 years old
What: Swordsman

Stuzzie has grey eyes and has long black hair in a 'Squall Leonheart' model. He is normal build, though he has semi-big muscles. He is approx. 1.80 metres tall.

Attire: He wears a white shirt with black ancient initials of a lost warrior. He also wears blue jeans, but no shoes.
Weapon: The Zwaard, it's a big sword which has been crafted out of his original sword 'Legend' which was broken during a fight with a powerful sorcerer. It is sheated in a black sheath on his back.
Abilities: He can cast white magic and he is a melee fighter.
Renzouken: Stuzzie's most powerful attack. It's a powerful and magical slash.
Nationality: Human

History:
Stuzzie was a seventeen years old human boy who lived in Mimo, a small middle-aged village in Draman on the planet MDR. He had been living there all his life and had become one of the finest swordsmen in the region of his hometown. With his white hair, reaching his shoulders and his soft grey eyes, he also possessed great charisma. His parents died when the senate's army invaded the village nine years ago, Stuzzie was eight years old then. He had been living at his aunt's ever since.
Stuzzie went to a primary school, he learned writing, reading, spelling and a large vocabulary. The business of his uncle was going very well then. Stuzzie had to leave school and he got a job from his uncle, because his uncle needed help. This went on until his sixteenth birthday.
On his sixteenth birthday, he got a present from his father via his aunt and uncle, who had saved it since the death of his parents. The present was a sword called Legend, a long sword with a black hilt that had the golden initials 'L. T.' on it. His father was a miner, he found it while he was mining gold in a cave. Stuzzie learned everything about swords and technics that his uncle knew since he had got the sword. His aunt was a mage just like his mother. She teached him magic spells, most of them healing, but combat ones too.
Meanwhile, a war had begun against the senate and a lot of warriors started to live in Mimo. Stuzzie played a somewhat small part in the battle against the senate by joining the rebelgroup 'Gilzamuke' and by capturing general Parkerson.

During the fight with the general:

The general and Stuzzie are fighting in the board room of the senate. The room's very advanced with a lot of teleporters and stuff. The general is is being helped by a couple of henchman who have surrounded Stuzzie. They force him to go into a portalroom. He steps in and the portal's door is being closed. The general, wants to send Stuzzie to another dimension. At that moment Stuzzie's friends show up and they kick the henchmans' asses and after a short battle with he general, they capture him.
His friends try to stop the portal in which they don't succeed. One of his friends tries to stop it by kicking and punching the machine but the machine starts smoking.. (Oh, Oh !)

It's too late.
The teleporter is shaking and glowing.
5,4,3,2,1...... *BOOM* And there he goes.... to an unknown place.


After this Stuzzie met a group of friends with whom he fought against a grand sorcerer and after that he left the group, because he wanted to see more of the world.

He experencied a make-over. His hair was transformed into black and he let his hair grow a bit longer.
His sword, Legend, was broken during a battle. A craftsman in the small village 'Kamran' restored the sword and made it somewhat larger. After that, the sword was called 'Zwaard'.

After traveling a lot and trying to find his hometown, he is trying to find his old friends again..

Personality:
Stuzzie is a warm-hearted and soft person. He always had have love from his uncle and aunt. He is still very young, but he is somewhat matured because of his adventures.
There is a big chance for him to become emotionally weak if anything bad happens or if he thinks about his past. He is kind of afraid of fire, because his hometown was burned down and this is also why his best elemental spell is ice since he practiced that a lot.

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[Sep4ir0th]

Name - Awol Natas
Gender - Male
Age - Unknown
Race - Half Demi Demon, half Human.
Position - After re-incarnation, Awol has become a demi-god
Allignment - Neutral

Weapons - Soul Stealer
The soul Stealer is a cousin of the dwarven sword, only created in the depths of the underworld. Insinde the blade holds the Flames of the underworld, Imbued into the sword, it is a very strong and rigid sword, easily moveable and high impact. -=Soul Stealer=-(in the colour of black and silver).
Life Stealer
The life Stealer is an elf creation, converted for the use of dark powers. Elegantly created, not even the swish of the sword can be heard, extremely light powerful, and easy to manuvere, the Life stealer is a very dangerous weapon to be up against. -=Life Stealer=- (a little bit longer)
Soul Saver
The soul saver would seem to be an ordinary dagger, it was passed down i Awol's family tree now to reach himself. There where rumours of a great power lurking inside of it, which Awol has to figure out. -=Soul Saver=- (identical)
Sildion
The Sildion is Awol's trademark sword, black to the look, unwelcome to the look, radiates fear from the amount of people that feared the sword, which only made it stronger. Wherever Awol was seen everybody known that if he had only one weapon it would be the Sildion. -It was especially made for him, one of a kind, made by Lucifer himself to help Awol destroy the earth itself, but Awol backstabbed Satan, and they have been enemies ever since. -=Sildion=- (completely black).

Discription - Head - Awol's hair was jet black with higlighted tips of silver, it wasn't that long it hung down to just above his eyebrows. Awol's eyes where dark green dark aura was felt when they where looked into. A scar was on his left cheek, it almost looked as if the blade was forced into Awol's cheek so much as sliced.
- Torso - Awol wore a black Cape which was wrapped around his neck. He wore an armoured T-shirt, it was thin made from the essence of both Angel and Demon, flimsy and easy to move in, yet incredibly strong. A sash was wrapped around Awol's left shoulder and it generally fluttered in the wind. 4 cross belts, each on eof them Sheathing one of his weapons.
- Lower body - Awols wore black baggy Jeans, they wear torn in places due to battles he had participate in, also his jeans hung down over black dismal boots.

History - Awol was known as a one winged murderer accross the world, though he helped many people he also destroyed people who wasn't in his hitlist, solemnly because of the darkness within him. He was a wandering mercenary, who helped people for a cost. However on one conquest his brother was out to kill him seeking the throne to the tribe, as Awol, was the heir. Awol knew to keep his position in his tribe, and to pursue living, he would have to engage his brother in a Minsion duel and kill him. However, Awol's brother had gained extra powers, he was given powers from satan so it would help to kill Awol. Awol engaged his brother, fighting amongst his friends as they took out his brothers followers, this is when Awol told his friends to leave, so he could finish the duel. In the fierce battle, Awol's brother used a technique, where if it had impact, living was impossible in the next twenty four hours, Awol used a powerful attack filling his body with darkness and overpowering his brother to his death, later on during the day Awol bid goodbye to his friends, then joined the underworld after passing away.

Whilst in the underworld, the most unexpected thing occured, Satan had found out, that Awol, should have not died in that battle, as Armand (Awol's brother) used a technique which forbid the law of death, this made Satan re-incarnte Awol, and after the re-incarnation, Awol, had become a demi-god, only to find out, his brother also had been re-incarnated also as a demi-god.

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My adopted pet-Genova
RP Pro's:- | Awol Natas | Kenzo Alifa | Xylen Tyle |
I'm Sick of being someone I am not! Now, I am myself!

[Kynes]

Name: Armand Natas

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown

Race: Half Demi Demon, half Human

Position: Assailant of the Underwold

Alignment: To himself

Weapons:

The Death Bringer

The power of the Death Bringer can only be matched by the sword wielded by his brother, the Soul Stealer. Forged in the deepest casm of Hell, it's colour can only be described as Darkest Black. Esasily wielded it feels as though a part of his hand. At will Armand can call on it's power to cast Eternal Death. Unbrakable it is Armand's soul incarnation. It feeds of the souls of the ones it has killed making Armand stronger.

The Gold Guntlet

Passed onto him by his father as a family treasure, it can spawn beings from the Underworlds darkest corners. It can also be used as a shield since it is unbreakable. Once put on it cant be taken off untill the bearer dies.

The Ring of Destruction:

Created with the birth of the world by God himself for his son. After the death of Gods son it was lost for aeons, untill Armand found it in the deepest hole of the deepest ocean. Now it gives him the power of the Ultimate Dark Aura. A fine addition to his ablities and equpment.

Description:

Head:
His hair matches the colour of his sword the Death Bringer, although when he reaches his max potential it turns Crimson Red. Eyes gold, that shine in the dark like those of a predator. Little bigger k9s just enough to make his smile fearsome. A little tatto of a star under lis left eye.

Torso:
Every musscle of his body firmly shaped. He wears an armoured T-shirt, it was thin made from the essence of both Angel and Demon, flimsy and easy to move in, yet incredibly strong. He wears a black scarf that hides his last resort, The Neckless of Life, given to him by his mother on her death bed. His sword sheath is on the back of his waist.

Lower Body:
Armand wears Grey leotards made out of the finest silk and reinforsed with the blood of deamons. Golden boots that go up to his knees.


History:

The second heir to the thrown of the Natas Family, he was allways in the shadow of his brother Awol. As much as he loved his brother, later under the influence of a dark spirit that love turned to hate and rage which lead to a battle between them. The battle was fierse, they destryed cities and villages in the proccess, flashes of dark aura in the sky, it all ended when they both casted their most powerfull spell and killed eachother. Ages later they r both revived as demi-gods by Satan.

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I am Immortal

RP char:
Armand Natas
Atlas Evangelion

[EbeneezerAl]

Name: Lenau
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Occupation: Thief
Age: 34
Height: 5'5"
Build: Slim

Appearance: Lenau is very plain in appearance. He does not stand out to the average person. His features are very forgetable, a very useful trait for a thief.

Weapons: None standard, although he will often use things in the environment around him.

Strengths

Chameleon: Lenau can blend in with the environment, much like a chameleon can. He manipulates his skin pigments to make himself stand out less, which aids him conciderably in stealth.

Agility and Speed: Lenau is extremely fast and agile. He can even dodge bullets, making him very difficult to hit. In crowded areas, he is able to nvigate through the obstacles with great ease, and he is better than most gymnasts. As such, he is very good at getting out of sticky situations.

Intellegence: Lenau is very intellegent. He is able to figure out puzzles and find the solutions to seemingly impossible situations. He is typically one of the first to figure out when something is wrong, or to figure out the answer to most questions. Especially in areas of stealth and security, he is very knowledgable. It is rare that there is a security system that he can not get around

Weaknesses

Strength: Lenau is not very strong. In a straight fight of muscle and combat skill, Lenau will most almost always lose.

Cockiness: Lenau likes to show off. He often taunts his enemy longer than is neccessary or safe, and tends to lose his advantage because of this. He also has trouble admiting he iswrong, even if there is plenty of evidence before him. He will sometimes dedicate to a plan he knows is wrong, just out of pride.

History
An orphan, Lenau remembers nothing of life with his family. He is unbothered by this however. Living on the street, he became good at avoiding detection. He spent much of his time running from guards and vendors. One day while running, he discovered he had the gift to blend with his surroundings. Once he learned to control this gift, he was able to get closer than ever to the guards and the vendors that he stole form. He was able to learn things about security he would otherwise be unable to in his position. He soon became a master of the art of banditry and stealth.

He moves from town to town, taking what he needs to survive, and occasionally joining with local thieving bands for increased profit.

Personality
Lenau is very arrogant. He likes to make flashy entrances and drag out explainations to show off his brilliance. He taunts his enemies, often to bad results. This is not a trait that endears him to others often. Therefore, he rarely bothers with developing relationships. He does things for his own profit, nothing more. He is not a hero or a generous soul. And would do anything he could for increased profit, if he thought he could get away with it.

[EbeneezerAl]

Name: Geia
Gender: Female
Age: 314
Race: Elf
Poition: Druid

Description
Eyes: Soft Green
Hair: Strawberry Blonde
Height: 5"1' (Short for a human, extremely short for an elf)
Build: Very light, slender, yet robust.
Ears: Pointy

Attire
She wears a grey traveling cloak over a tattered green sleeveless shirt and shorts. She also wears soft moccasins that hlp to muffle her steps when she is sneaking.

Weapons: Wields a long dagger, about 2/3 the length of her forearm, a hatchet, and a whip. None have names or are especially remarkable. They are simply customary weapons of her people, and useful in the forest. The only thing of not is that she generally uses the dagger and hatchet together in combat, using an underhanded grip on the dagger.

Strengths: Power over earth, water, and nature. As a druid, maiden of the earth and all the life it carries, she has an affinity for these things and can cal upon thier assistance in battle. She is also expremely fast and light footed. She can very easily approach the most attentive of people without detection.

Weaknesses: Her power is not so much the ability to control nature, but rather the ability to speak with it and ask for it's help. Though usually happy to oblige, if the spiits of nature do not feel they should interfere, there is nothing Geia can do to make them. In such cases, she must make do with her own skill.

Abilities: Pretty much anything you can imagine with nature is within her power to request. She can call on the waters to rise up in her defence, ask the plants to size her enemies and trapp them with thier roots, fight alongside the beasts and creatures of all types, and even cause the ground itself to shift in her favor, although this is rare. If the nature spirits ar ewilling to aid her, thy will do anything they are asked to do.

Personality: Geia is very young, for an elf. She is cheerful and full of youthfull energy, and enthusiasm. She takes pleasure in th small things in life, and always tries to keep a positive outlook. She has a sense of adventure, seeing everything in life as a new challenge, through which one might better themselves. Yet she is also very wise beyond her young years. Trained at as a druid at an early age, she has obtained an unprecedented relationship with nature. While most of her order have a relationship of respect with nature, her relationship is that of a friend, connecting with the spirits of nature on an emotional, rather than intellectual, level. She is quick to anger when she sees the gifts of nature being wasted, needlessly killed, or in any way harmed.

History: Will develop over time.

[Final Aeon13]

Name: Sonja Kizomo
Age: 23
Gender:Female
Occupation:Mercenary/Liberator
Height: 5"7'
Hair: Medium Black
Build:Slim

Weapons:Twim Phoenix (two shotguns with changing heads and customizations)
Abilities:Memorie's Awakening-Large burst of spiritual chi
Akimbo Obmika-Rapid fire shots of bullets
Phoenix Blessing-Rapid fire of mystical empowered bullets
Goddess Within-Mass exert of physcical and spiritual combat

History:Her father was a patriarch for an ancient religion lasting since the creation of time. The faith worshiped a small relic left behind by their goddess containing mass amounts of spiritual and mystical energy. The relic, known as Pandora's Tear, was in fact the very essence of their goddess on their world. The main priorityof the patriarch was to protect the relic at all costs and to make sure the presence of their goddess remained on Earth to bring powere and energy to all of her followers. As the years went by there were some who seeked the power of the relic for themselves to usher in an erra of destruction.
One evening as Sonja and her family were praying at the temple a premptive strike on the faith ensued, searching for the Tear. The strike was led by a foriegn, unkown religious nation,known as Nahash, searching for the Tear. Sonja's father knew the gravity of the situation and in a last attempt to save the Tear he took a drastic step. As Sonja soon fell asleep as night approached, her father sealed away Pandora's Tear within Sonja as she slept. Soon after the temple was under siege Sonja's parents were taken captive. Sonja managed to escape with her brother and two sisters and was raised with them until she was old enough to survive by herself.
But something unexpected by Sonja's father happened. As the years went by the Tear within side of Sonja began to grow and develop with her. Eventually the Tear formed its own spirit and formed with Sonja's soul. With this transformation Sonja became the goddess herself,only without her own knowledge of it. The transformation enabled Sonja with mass amounts of unmatched power. Now she travels the world fighting Nahash and searching for answers to her parents disapperence and the source of her power.

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*Thanks for the sig ice-icule*
Adopted character: FF VS13guy
Adopted summon: Anima
Adopted game character: Chaos
Adopted pet: Valefor

"The people and the friends we have lost or the dreams that have faded...
never forget them" FFX
"I am the scribe, and I will write the world as I deem fit" Me

RP Characters
Sonja Kizomo
Berhum

[Trance Kuja]

This is the future version of Stuzzie.

Name: 'Neo' Stuzzie
Age: 27 years old
Race: Human
What: Swordsman/Magician

Stuzzie has grey eyes and has long black hair in a 'Squall Leonheart' model. He is normal build, though he has semi-big muscles. He is approx. 1.80 metres tall.

Attire: He wears a white shirt with black ancient initials of a lost warrior. He also wears blue shorties, but no shoes.
Weapon: The Zwaard, it's a big sword which has been crafted out of his original sword 'Legend' which was broken during a fight with a powerful sorcerer a long time ago. It is sheated in a black sheath on his back.
Abilities: He can cast white magic and he is a melee fighter.
Renzouken: A powerful and magical sword slash.
Flare: A non-elemental magic spell.
Teleportation: This allows Stuzzie to go to every place he has ever visited, as long as he remembers how to get there. The further the distance, the harder it is to get there.

History:
While trying to find his old friends at age of 18, Stuzzie travels all over the world. He meets new people and makes friends and enemies. Despite his hard work he does not succeed in finding his old friends. As always, everything comes to an end and after 5 years of traveling he leaves his friends in order to find inner rest.

He discovers a scientist who has traveled through the universe and he sometimes takes Stuzzie on his travels as his bodyguard. Stuzzie learns a lot about other cultures and creatures and everything seems to go very well.
Though the old scientist has grown old and he can't travel anymore so he asks Stuzzie for a final favor. To get him an ancient scriptum which is on a world called MDR, very far away. This means Stuzzie is finally going home.

On his travel to MDR he encounters strange planets, but he gets there after a year of traveling. He returns to his hometown, but nothing is as it was before. Everything is gone and everything is in ruins.
It seems the Senate has taken over again.
He tries to find this ancient scriptum and as he stands at his uncle's grave he remembers something his uncle used to say to him about a mysterious dangerous cavern not far from their home.
Indeed, the cave is not far, but it has a dead end. There are several written things on the walls and his sword starts glowing since he entered the cave.
He find a secret passage by stabbing his sword in a circle shaped hole. The passage leads to a room which has enlightened torches everywhere and in the middle a little chest.
When opening it Stuzzie gets sucked in and he learns about a technique called Teleportation. When reading all this on the scriptum he decides it's time to get back to his friend the scientist.

The scientist has already passed away when he returns and his family members lead him to his grave.
They tell him that he left Stuzzie a message:


Stuzzie,
I hope you found that scriptum I wanted you to find. If you have,
you will surely know that it holds the secret of Teleportation.
I actually came from MDR myself and I know I never told you that,
but I first had to find out if I could trust you.
Now I'm dead, but you must do one last thing for me.
No not for me, for all the free citizens on MDR:
MAKE THE GOVERNMENT PAY!

Personality:
Mentally Stuzzie has grown a lot since he was teleported to this dimension. From the weak and fragile teenager he was, he has become a stronger individual. Because he has lost everything he once had, he has become kind of nuts.
He is sometimes sadistic and cruel to his foes and can become schizophrenic. Because he's not 100% mental he can freak out all of sudden or simply faint.

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[Vade]

Name-Vade
Age-17
Race-Vampire-Elf, Blooded by Faeries
What-Traveler, Weaponmaster, and Elemental.
Abilities-Conducts and controls Electricity, quickened reflex and sixth sense for danger, boosted strength (x2 of any human) and Winged flight.

Description-Vade has long silver/white hair and bright green eyes. He wears mostly white clothing to go along with the angelic wings he recieved when he was blooded by the Faeries. Muscluar in build, about five foot ten inches and 185 pounds. He wears loose fitting clothes held tight with white leather armor. All this is to compliment his quick movements.

Style-Vade is a fairly powerful character but he mostly relies on his speed to get the hits. He specializs in counter attacks and evasive maneuvers. When fighting with his tonfas he strikes quickly and lightly in the beginning to wear down the opponent. After a while he begins aiming more with power and delivery, driving the blades into his opponent instead of slashing with them.

Extras-Vade uses bladed tonfas for close combat and throws lightning bolts for distance. They are white in color and the blades sap off of his bodies natural elecricity making them a bright yellow glow. The blades a fashioned in the shaps of lightning bolts. Since they are full of electric energy, Vade can also hurrel these at an enemy and bring them back just as easily. Vade also wears a wrist band with his family crest on it, given to him by his older sister, Lithica when they escaped their home.

Personality-Vade is very level headed. He rarely loses his temper, but when he does he can be known to be quite "Shocking" (snicker, corny I know). He loves to joke around but knows when it is time to be serious. When it comes down to it, he is easy to get along with and is easily likeable.

Divinus Ales-This is the form Vade takes when he has a surge of emotion. It increases the amount of electricity in his body 10x. He begins to have an inner glow and radiates electrical currents. Vade's physical apperance is altered in this form. The inner glow makes his whole body glow with a hot, white light. The one noticable feature is that his eyes glow a bright blue and sparks are constantly emitting from them. His wings become vained with blue electrical currents and he hovers and walks just above the ground. In this form, Vade's inner electrical current is so powerful that a lightning storm begins all around him in order to release some of the energy being generated in that area.

History-Vade is the younger brother of Vedinian and used to be a travel companion also. He left the group when he met a women whom he settled down with for a peroid of time. One day, the small village was attacked while Vade was out hunting and he came back to find no one alive. No remains, nothing was left, the only clue he had was a large claw mark across the foundation of one of the houses. After mourning the lose of his wife he set out to find the killers. He tracked them for days, finding more and more slaughtered villages. Finally, he caught up to them one night. It was a group of 6 men, they didn't look anything special at first site. Cautious of the situation, he waited at the camp until midnight and then he seen it- the men began to change, they curled over and you could hear something inside them changing and cracking. They were soon full-fledged werewolves running off to the next village. Vade, with his superior speed, got to the village first and waited for them. When they got there they were met by Vade, crazy with hate and anger he slaughted them, ripping them to pieces with his bladed tonfas and burning their bodies until there was nothing left. After that Vade wandered around from place to place unsure of what to do. Then, one day he saw his brother in a dream. It was when they were young, sparring with eachother, laughing. Vade woke the next day with one thing on his mind, finding his brother. He searched and searched but only heard legends, it was like the group erased themselves from time....

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If you want to know about my charaacter, Vade, look here.
Some of my personal favorite quotes:

"I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed person"-In memory of Mrs.Muller R.I.P.

"It needs but one man to start a war and those who do not have swords may still die upon them!"-Dedicaded to Al-Qaeda *******s.

"Man is a wolf to man."-Sigmund Freud.

"Wisdom begins with wonder."-Socrates, Greek Philospher.

"To talk without thinking is to shoot
without aiming."-English Proverb.

I adopted Madeen!

[alexis9000]

Name- Joana Duarte
Age- 17 years old
Position- White and Black Mage (if not possible, only White Mage)
Weapon- A stuff like Vivi has, but with White Magic also added
Abilities- At this moment, only Cure and Fire

Description

Hair- Brown (almost Blond)
Eyes- Brown
Nationality- Human
Allignment - It is a person that it is "always at the good side"

History - Joana Duarte is a girl that cames from a planet where pain doesn't exist, it is one of the places called "home" for White Mages and Black Mages, tough Joana was still a newbie when she was born... but after her 10th Birthday she finally became even more powerful than before, she can finally wipeout a single non warrior human with only one hit, the only problem is that she still can't fight against the warriors or against the monsters, tough she will learn how to, sooner or later.
Her Father was dead after a Malboro poison attack, and her Mother also died 2 years after with a car accident so she now is dependent only of herself, and also...of her future friends.
She was used to hate everyone when she was little, but now she finally learned how to love and how to use the opposite of "hating".

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[Sep4ir0th]

Name:Xylen Tyle
Age:16
Gender:Male
Race:Angel
Occupation:Holy Assasin, preys followers of the underworld
Position:Faith's Redemption
Allignment:Pure
Weapon/s:Masamune of light (odachi warsword), Desert Eagles of destiny (dual pistols, Holy aura imbued into them), Pure Scythe (a scythe created to reap life not just from the living but from the undead)
Abilities: Xylen can conjure holy aura. This inclued the following:

Silver Cross of Fate
Xylen focuses all his aura into capturing his victim within vines of holy aura, these vines keep his victim still until a cross forms from behin them, placing their body upon to it, the arms on the horizontal beam whilst the body lays vertical upon the vetrical beam. A sphere of aura forms round the newly formed cross and the victim, creating a high level a electricity it electricutes the opponent, once the electricity has faded, holy vines shoot out from the cross penetrating the victims body in the neck, arms, legs and torso, when the cross dissapears the body shall begin to fall to the groun Xylen strike with perfect timing, slicing the torso before the body hits the floor.

Crash of Life
Xylen creates a tsunami from behind his victim, it is white and filled with holy aura, it crashes upon to the opponent, causing high impact, the tsunami then forms into cloud as it crashes onto the floor which is then absorbed by Xylen which gives him the life of the enemy, healing him, and granting him more power for a limited period of time onl