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• Name: Magina, the Anti-Mage
• Gender/Age: Male, mid-twenties? (I don't even know if he's human or not, to be honest...)
• Appearance: THE FUN ENDS HERE◊
• Series: Dota2
• Abilities: Anti-Mage, as one might expect, is extremely good at fighting, wizards, witches, mages, seers, psychics, casters, shamans, spell-weavers, or pretty much anyone who uses some kind of magic or ESP, using his own monk training to weaken enemy spellcasters and turn their own energies against them.
  • Blink: Short distance teleportation that lets him move in and out of combat (he can teleport about fifteen to twenty feet away, maximum)
  • Mana Break: In the actual game, this means that Anti-Mage removes a percentage of his target's mana with every attack and deals bonus damage. here, however, I'll just say that magic users feel increasingly weak and less capable of casting spells every time Anti-Mage attacks them somehow.
  • Spell Shield: Increases Anti-Mage's resistance to magic; magical spells will still hurt him, but he'll be able to shrug off their effects quicker than anyone else.
  • Mana Void: Essentially, this creates a kind of anti-magical black hole that deals damage in an area. It grows stronger depending on how much mana his target is missing.
• Weapons: He carries a pair of handheld glaives (I think?) , although these are mostly used to focus his attacks.
• Personality: For the most part, he's a fairly militant crusader against magic (and as such can be somewhat cocky and arrogant, in his own way), but at the same time he is willing to work with mages and spell-casters if they possess a shared goal. He's also prone to using Elizabethan terms in his speech.
• Backstory: The monks of Turstarkuri watched the rugged valleys below their mountain monastery as wave after wave of invaders swept through the lower kingdoms. Ascetic and pragmatic, in their remote monastic eyrie they remained aloof from mundane strife, wrapped in meditation that knew no gods or elements of magic. Then came the Legion of the Dead God, crusaders with a sinister mandate to replace all local worship with their Unliving Lord's poisonous nihilosophy. From a landscape that had known nothing but blood and battle for a thousand years, they tore the souls and bones of countless fallen legions and pitched them against Turstarkuri. The monastery stood scarcely a fortnight against the assault, and the few monks who bothered to surface from their meditations believed the invaders were but demonic visions sent to distract them from meditation. They died where they sat on their silken cushions. Only one youth survived—a pilgrim who had come as an acolyte, seeking wisdom, but had yet to be admitted to the monastery. He watched in horror as the monks to whom he had served tea and nettles were first slaughtered, then raised to join the ranks of the Dead God's priesthood. With nothing but a few of Turstarkuri's prized dogmatic scrolls, he crept away to the comparative safety of other lands, swearing to obliterate not only the Dead God's magic users—but to put an end to magic altogether.

edited 24th Sep '13 10:06:17 AM by Locoman

Seems cool, I'll add you to the roster.

Note to self: Pick less edgy username next time.

I thought that it'd be best to update and put my character down. This makes it just one more person before I'd like to start, unless anyone who claimed interest is going to put down their profile soon.

• Name: Samson Horatio Whateley

• Gender/Age: Male/17

• Appearance:
  • Height: 5'10''
  • Body Type: Toned
  • Hair Color: Black
  • Length: Medium (Goes a little past his ears)
  • Eye Color: Grayish Blue
  • Clothing: Seth is a boy of simple and dull taste in clothing. He only wears a pair of gray cargo pants, black framed glasses, black sneakers, and a purple T-Shirt with a stylized design of a carnivorous dinosaur.

• Series/OC: OC

• Abilities:
  • Will Power: Samson doesn't posses any Eso (Derived from Esoteric, it's a substance which gives superpowers, allows the use of magic, generates Ki, powers giant robots and cyborgs and makes giant monsters), but he does posses incredible will power based abilities. It gives him enhanced speed, endurance, agility and strength and let's him survive falls that most humans would die from, but it's limited by how much focus he puts into actually using that will power.
  • Tech Knowledge: Samson grew up in the early 22nd century, thus his knowledge of future tech is much more advanced.

• Weapons:
  • Fist of Glory!: Samson is no martial artist, but he's a self trained fist-fighter, along with using his will based abilities. He's able to hold his own in a fight for the most part, but his semi impulsive nature tends to lead him to lose.

• Personality: Samson can be best described as confusing, as he is something of an enigma when classifying his personality, since he seems to switch how he acts from time to time. One minute, he can be preaching about how he loves all existence and believes in the light of humanity, the next, he's a brooding misanthrope. This personality leads to some lack of focus with his will power abilities. If anything, the few people he's really consistent in personality with are his mother and the people he works with.

• Backstory: Samson grew up in the early 22nd century, a time when Eso, a substance created as a by-product of massive machines pulling in energy from other dimensions, has begun to affect the populace in a major way: It gave them powers. Superhumans and magic users began to pop up across the globe. Some hated them, some idealized them, and some just didn't care. Samson was of the latter group. He never really wanted powers, so he was content to just sit back and live his life. By the time he was ten, an organization named G.U.A.R.D. came into existence to help regulate anyone with powers. Though this had little effect on Samson, it would come into play later in his life, as by the time high school rolled around, he began to develop his will power abilities. He had been practicing for years before G.U.A.R.D. finally found him and took him under their wing, pairing him with a team of Abnormals (The term for anyone with superpowers or magical abilities), who he quickly became friends with despite their differences. With his world now gone, he's hoping to either find his mother or his team.

• Other: Nothing to put here.

Note to self: Pick less edgy username next time.

I might join this. Just need to think up the right character...

Good to see more interested people.

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Okay, here's my character sheet. Lemme know if there's anything else I need to add.

• Name: Shanaar
• Gender/Age: Male, late twenties? It's hard to tell an Argonian's age.
• Appearance: Does this work?◊
• Series/OC: Player character from The Elder Scrolls III Morrowind.
• Abilities:
  • Waterbreathing: Like most Argonians, Shanaar is able to breathe underwater. Not much else to say about that, but it could come in handy.
  • Skills: Shanaar's not entirely adept at wearing armor, or using most weapons. He'd much prefer to talk his way out of problems, but if worst comes to worst, he's moderately skilled with daggers and has a quick enough reaction time to dodge most things thrown at him. He's especially good at enchanting items with powerful magic (though he sucks at trying to cast any spells directly) and creating potions out of various ingredients. Give him a soul gem and a sword, and he'll get you one Sword Of Setting Things On Fire within the hour. Speaking of which...
  • Enchanted Items: Surprisingly enough, he doesn't have much in the way of enchanted items for himself. He's got a ring that'll turn him invisible for about thirty seconds, and an amulet that lets him walk in midair for fifteen seconds.
• Weapons: He has a glass dagger, in case of emergencies. It's worth noting that it isn't actually made of glass, exactly. Instead, it's made of rare metals studded with volcanic glass. This has the result of making it sharp, light, and strong.
• Personality: Shanaar's a real friendly, affable guy. He's... just a bit eccentric, but he definitely means well. He didn't get a job as a travelling merchant for the money, he's in it for the adventure. If his latest business venture fails, he's not gonna sit around moping. He's gonna jump right back in with a new idea and see how it goes. If he learns something new from the experience, all the better!
• Backstory: Shanaar was born in Cyrodiil, in the Imperial City. He's spent most of his life working as a store assistant there, learning the ins and outs of entrepreneurship from one of the greatest salesmen who ever lived, Hjolfrin Gold-eye. Life was good, until tragedy struck. Hjolfrin was murdered by a burglar, and Shanaar was thrown into prison with nary a second glance. Days passed, a full investigation concluded, and the authorities realized Shanaar wasn't the murderer at all. They let him out, but he had enough of Imperial justice. He decided he would moved to a province where he wouldn't have to deal with corrupt officials and miscarriages of justice. So, he moved to Morrowind. This was actually a pretty bad choice, seeing as Morrowind's justice system is incredibly harsh, especially towards foreigners.
• Other: He's not the Nerevarine, he's just a merchant.

edited 25th Sep '13 6:35:24 PM by thespacephantom

UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI

Hmm...Got somebody. Not sure if he'll work out, but, what the hay?

• Name: The Batter
• Gender/Age: Male, seems to be in his late-twenties/early-thirties
• Appearance: The Savior◊ (and yes, he is naturally monochrome.)
• Series or OC: Series
• Abilities: I'm lazy and it's late
• Weapons: He uses a Metal Bat, along with three Add-Ons (circular rings that follow him). For purposes of this RP, the Add-Ons can only do their basic melee attack.
• Personality: The Battaer is vague at best. He's usually silent and as blunt as one can be when it involves others, but anything regarding himself or his purpose he Hand Waves away. However, he does seem to care a little for innocents, protecting them from any dangers that he sees, even if the innocents look dangerous themselves.
• Backstory: It is unknown where The Batter came from, but he mentions that he had a holy mission to "purify" his world. Of course, he ended up destroying the world by his sole self, yet still insists it was the right thing to do. Now, he's unsure of what to do, since he had not planned on being returned to a new, more colorful place.
• Other: If you happen upon a man named Zacharie, point him out, would you?

Hope I've made this right. And that the character will work.

& Excellent, I'll add the both of you down.

By that count, we have six people. We can start the RP now, or I can give anyone who wants to post their profiles before the official start another day. It'll probably take a day for me to write up the starting post, so the later seems like a better choice.

Note to self: Pick less edgy username next time.

Right now isn't good. Gotta sleep, school tomorrow.

Dude, OFF is an awesome game.

@Darkblood: I'm thinking we should wait. It's getting kinda late here, so I won't be able to post until tomorrow, probably.

UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI

Whenever you're ready.

I didn't mean now as in "Start the RP this instant", I meant now as in "Start working on the OP before adding any additional players."

edited 25th Sep '13 7:27:40 PM by DarkbloodCarnagefang

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Maybe I'll see if I can post a profile if I have the time after an hour.

"Exit muna si Polgas. Ang kailangan dito ay si Dobermaxx!"

Like I said, it was late, so pardon that fact. But yeah, I'm good with whenever.

Alright, I'll be posting the starting post tomorrow afternoon, unless anybody has a better time.

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That works for me.

UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI

Good for me too.

I'm curious, but are you still accepting people here? If so, I'll make a application. c:

GO AHEAD .... MR. JOEHSTUR .......

To my knowledge, there's no player limit. He just wanted a certain number before starting.

Ooooh, well okie-dokie then! Hold on while I make a application...

GO AHEAD .... MR. JOEHSTUR .......

Good to see more interested people.

Things got complicated and I'll post the starting post tomorrow.

Note to self: Pick less edgy username next time.

Okay, here it goes...

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Name: Iggy Koopa

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Gender/Age: Male/14

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Appearance: His current appearance.◊

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Series or OC: Super Mario Bros

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Abilities: Being a insane son of a gun, he's prone to having some rather unique abilities for himself.

• Speed. Despite his height, he is the fastest among his brothers and sister. However, it does put him at risk at being unable to stop if he goes at a fast enough pace. Such of a thing is rare, but it can be done.

• Machinery and Gadgets! He's the top inventor/engineer for his kingdom, responsible for creating chain-chomps and some of the Airships his siblings use. Given the proper tools and materials, he can make a worthwhile weapon or gadget.

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Weapons: Wields his standard scepter with a yellow orb, with a few add-ons. He does use his claws and teeth if he ever so chooses.

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Personality: Iggy is portrayed as the giddy and insane member of the koopalings, often giggling at nothing for... well, no apparent reason. However, he's not really as insane as everyone thinks; it's just how he acts. He can be quite snarky and rude to others, even going as far as making threats. Nonetheless, he can be a bit of a decent guy if you devote the time and energy to get to know him.

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Backstory: Iggy was first born in the Koopa Kingdom as the middle child of the koopa pack, raised by his only father and with no one else to take care for him beside his siblings. When he was oh-so young, he was enlisted to fight a red plumber who went by Mario, as so the rest of his siblings. For the next few years, it was a constant fight between the family and the Mushroom Kingdom, the battles being won by the latter. When the destruction of his world came, Iggy thought it was a part of his hallucinations, but when he ended up in a new, unknown world, he didn't seem to react to it all that much. However, he wishes to find his family in one piece, while going on adventures himself.

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Other: He's actually a bit soft around animals, but don't tell him that.

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If there is anything else I should add/tweak, let me know. :D

Also, I don't think I'll be able to make it tomorrow, and I tend to have access to the computer at 5 PM EST. It might change in the future though...

edited 27th Sep '13 6:25:34 PM by fancywig

GO AHEAD .... MR. JOEHSTUR .......

Cool, I'll add you down

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Discussion

RP

Finally, we can get started! Post whenever you're ready.

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Did somebody say crazy person? No? Okay then, I'll just put this here characters sheet where all may see it.

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Name: Nomad and Genie (It's a two in one package, you'll soon see why!)

Gender/Age: Nomad's age and gender are deliberately left ambiguous, Genie is a hermaphroditic parasite gun creature, so appease the ever hungering ghost of Freud, I'll call Genie a male, and I think that Genie's age is also left ambiguous.

Appearance: Nomad, a master of subtlety.◊

Genie.◊

Series or OC:Both are from Middens.

Abilities:

• Invoke Lam, Yam, and Om: The Nomad is able to summon manifestations of their Chakras into combat, they take strange, abstract forms and generally hurt a bit less than when Genie unloads lead into you, speaking of which...

• Parasite: Genie's reproductive cycle is as follows: Someone is shot but not killed by Genie, the egg inside the bullet hatches inside host, Host gains Genie revolver to drive them to kill people. Though, the time frame is not made clear, so it could take decades for this to happen, who knows?

• Virmis: Nomad has taken one of these cosmic worms known as "Virmis" into their heart, this one in particular is known to suture wounds, providing a limited regeneration of sorts.

Weapons: Genie is a gun. So there's that.

Personality: Nomad is seemingly a blank slate, though Nomad seems motivated to save their home, The Rift, when Genie mentions the only way to stop it from dying is to kill everyone.

Genie is, well, a creep, he is a homicidal talking gun who revels in slaughter and bloodshed, and would like nothing more than to make his allies uncomfortable. Though, at the end, Genie states that he doesn't kill because he enjoys it, but he kills because thinks everyone deserves it, and are deeply bored with their lives, knowing Genie though, this could be him playing more mind games with Nomad.

Backstory: The Nomad comes from a dead society, most of Nomad's past is left shrowded in the fog of obscurity, when Nomad found Genie on the outskirts of the Rift, a place not entirely dissimilar to the Shell of an Infinite One (A realm created from the sown up bits of other worlds), Nomad bonded with Genie and they formed a partnership, shortly thereafter, Genie informed Nomad that they must kill most of the Rift to save it, Nomad followed orders nigh-unquestioningly.

Genie is one of a race of talking revolvers, he has been the tool of murder for quite a while, and tragedy seems to lie in his wake.

When the Rift was obliterated, Nomad feels left without purpose, Genie, being, well, Genie, makes up some lie to convince Nomad that this is natural, and this is the symptom of a deeper sickness that he will explain in time (Read: Never).