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Post by Ze on Mar 5, 2007 20:10:56 GMT -5
for All Things Come In Threes
NAME- Jake AGE- 18 HEIGHT- 6'2" EYES- pale blue HAIR- short and black, somewhat past his ears, messy at times.
CLOTHES- he'll often wear plain jeans with extra belts around his waist and heavy black boots. also wears alot of muscle shirts in various colors. On the day he goes to the unkown world he has his usual pants with the extra belts and boots, and wearing a black muscle shirt.
APPEARANCE- he looks like a typical jock. well-muscled and strong looking. his skin is clear and has a generally kind appearance, often smiling.
PERSONALITY- while he looks like a jock, he values education more, working out in his free time. generally kind hearted, but takes a long time to forgive completely or at all. a more so silent person, anything that can go without saying will. If he can nod or smile as a response he will. but if he's really pissed off, he'll often speak too much. Jake often comes off as the confident and tough type, but he's terrified of rejection. He's afraid that no matter how hard he works or tries, none of it will matter in the end and he'll still fail.
HISTORY- 3 times in his life Jake was struck by lightening. The first time when he was 10, he ended up feeling the affects of the strike for a little over a year. Nothing seemed to hurt as bad as that after that moment. At 15 he was hit again, he temporary lost the use of his left leg. That's when he got into working out, so he could always find a way to be able to do something, no matter the circumstances. The last time he was struck was 2 months before he was taken to the other world. After the third time, he wasn't afraid of much. Mostly afraid of his original fear of rejection, with the added death, and now wanting others to have to feel that.
POWERS- starts with control over electricity and lightening and healing
ANIMAL- bonds with a large black bird, raven looking.
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Post by Luffy on Mar 7, 2007 16:30:27 GMT -5
Name: Abel Age: 15 Height: 5'10" Eyes: Extremely large and round, blue-gray. Hair: Dark brown, just long enough to tuck behind his ears though he usually doesn't. Always messy.
Clothes: Baggy pants and fitted shirts of assorted colors. Prefers long sleeves, which he constantly pulls down over his hands. He always wears forest-green tennis shoes.
Appearance: His face appears to be one that would belong to a young child, his expression often innocent or curious. Lean, with a milky complexion and soft skin. His feelings are obvious by his expression whether it be confusion, sadness, happiness, regret, anger, etc.
Personality: Abel is obsessed with knowledge. He doesn't much enjoy physical activities, preferring to read or sleep. He always carries sweets around with him, along with a book, nibbling here and there on chocolate and candy that he finds absolutely delectable. He also likes vegetables, though he doesn't eat them nearly as often- and he absolutely detests eating meat, feeling it makes him more sleepy. He doesn't speak unless spoken to usually, instead wanting to listen and learn from others. Still, he's easily annoyed- and he can't stand when people raise their voices or simply speak too much, because he's usually writing or reading or meditating. He's easily distracted, and though he can easily comprehend when people imply, he's a bit naive. If he's able to keep to himself, he will- too shy and soft spoken to do otherwise though if he becomes close with someone he's very clingy.
History: Abel has lost his memory three times. Once as a young boy, which remains a mystery as to how. Again in his 10th year, becoming very sick from his diet and accidentally given a large overdose of medication while being nursed back to health, and again in his 13th year around the time when his best friend was killed. He used to not remember anything at all, but bits and pieces of past experiences come back to him from time to time, depending upon how hard he tries; meditating, and studying numerous psychic skills. He's learned to persevere, despite how frustrating it can be at times... knowing in the end something great will come from it.
Powers: Premonitions, out of body experiences, and empathy.
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Post by Jess on Mar 7, 2007 18:35:49 GMT -5
For: Universal GuiltSix of Seven ( ) or just SixAge 17 Gender Female Species Human Bloodtype AB- Appearance Six is a girl of troubling beauty. She has shoulder-length black hair and light blue eyes that are nearly white. Her gaze is haunting and mystical. Her flesh is ivory, and she wears skin-tight black outfit with no sleeves. Her biometric reedings are displayed on a small LCD panel over her left breast. Wires run throughout the suit. A small electronic device is attached to her neck, its blinking light goes from gree to blue. Large dots cover the underside of both her arms, signs of blood harvesting done in those locations. Personality Six is quiet and reserved. Tamed from years of captivity. History Six lived quietly with some refugees since she was born. For the first 12 years of her life she was rushed from one planet to another on high-speed smuggling craft. But on that fateful day they were ambushed and captured. Each human was sold off one by one, she being the last and sold to a very sadistic group of aliens. Its been 5 years since she was captured, and since then she has grown quiet and tame.
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Post by Novalyyn on Mar 11, 2007 21:09:53 GMT -5
For A New Beggining
Name: Mierca Lo'ora ( Dun dun dun... <.< ) Age: Uncertain, appears about 7-9 Sex: Female Race: Elf
Appearance: Wears a multi-colored hat with earflaps that covers most of her auburn hair, which is cut at about the chinline. Her eyes are a strangly vivid green flecked with gold. When caught without her hat, a close enough look would show her right ear to be partly prosthetic, though still pointed.
Abilities: Elven sences & agility, limited magic
Personality: She has a childish innocence, as could be expected of one her age, and is fairly open to all - though, she is not immune to the occasional tantrum. She is unable to fully understand death, but it and pain do upset her. Fairly intelligent and still full of wonder and curiosity, she will sometimes have moments of wisdom, but tends to be ignored on many things due ot her age.
Extra: She remembers little more than a few loving images of her parents, and doesn't even know why she doesn't have them anymore. Most of what she remembers is a human couple Johnston who took her in after finding her wandering by the edge of the city, crying and missing a chunk from her ear. The man being a doctor, they were able to get her ear repaired without trouble, but encouraged her to hide them both. Being some of the few humans who had come to accept co-existance, and fearing that she may be hauled off, they did their best to keep her hidden. With the risk of exposure and her slowed growth rate, they had no choice but to homeschool the small girl. Rather than the basics though, they taught her things that were considered very advanced for one so young, as well as help her learn to harness her inate magic abilities in case she should ever need to defend herself.
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Post by piñata on Mar 12, 2007 18:20:47 GMT -5
For: Music City
Name: Wang Chung Age: uncertain, could be anywhere between an old-looking 25 to a healthy, youthful 60 Sex: male Race: human
Appearance: Taller than most Asians, with shaved head and salt-and-pepper beard/goatee. Wears a black outfit similar to something a Buddhist monk would wear under their robes (tunic and pants, with sash-like belt tying it together at the waist). The hilt of his katana, which he wears on his back, often sticks up visibly behind the collar of the tunic. For a visual aid for his general face/body, think Chow-Yun Fat.
Personality: Cheerful and outgoing most of the time, but can become quiet and introspective. Has a grim determination about him. Also enjoys imparting wisdom, and has been called, on multiple occasions, a "walking fortune cookie".
Weapons: Katana, some smaller items such as throwing knives and shurikens that he uses as ranged weapons... he abhors the use of firearms, partly because they are too loud and draw too much attention, but also partly because he finds them dishonorable.
Abilities: Extraordinarily strong mental will. He has a powerful resistance to magic, and to "mutant powers" that target the mind (such as telepathy or mind control). He is also a master of the martial arts, and can kill with his bare hands if he needs to.
History: Has spent untold years trying to find and destroy the evil Crimson King, and has recruited a number of police, militia, doctors, monks and other "good" types, many of whom have died along the way, to help him. Recently came to the realization that evil must be fought with evil, and has therefore come to Music City, the Scumbag Capital of the World, to recruit the meanest, baddest individuals he can find to his cause.
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Post by Theseus on Mar 16, 2007 15:09:21 GMT -5
For Plains of the Dead and Against All Odds.photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi158.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Ft110%2Fbigadam94%2Fknight9sx.png&searchTerm=Knight&pageOffset=7^picture^ Sorry, but I don't know how to put the picture on the page directly. Name: Theseus Gender: Male Age: 32 Height: 6'4" Hair colour: Black Eye colour: Gray, with just a touch of blue-green EquipmentClothing: When not wearing his light plate armor, he tends to wear the tunic seen in the picture above. If not that a simple black tunic with a pair of tannish linen pants. Armor: He wears a shiny, light plate mail armor suit with the tunic (from the picture) worn over it. He carries a very large black metal shield, sharpened on the edges so that it may be used as weapon as well as to block attacks. (Just try to imagine his chainmail armor from the picture being replaced with plate mail.) Weapons: photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi148.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fs2%2FTriPodress%2Fssword.jpg&searchTerm=Sword&pageOffset=0The name of the above sword is Valor. Personality: He is a calm and slightly shy man of few words. He tends to show more about his character with actions than by words. He is able to keep calm under the most stressful conditions and always seems to pull out in battle. Though quiet generally, he becomes a fierce fighter on the battlefield, and manners mean nothing to him anymore. He has shown his confidence, focus, and valor in combat numerous times to different commanders, which has earned him a good reputation among mercenary companies and Armies of different countries. Theseus is different from most warriors however. He tends to have a sweet spot for women, particularly attractive ones. Though he is equally kind to them all. At times, he will go out of his way to keep a woman, whether he knows them or not from being harmed in anyway. When put in the precense of women, he seems to be charmful and witty, flirting with them often. Occupation: Currently: Praetorian Elite Army
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Post by Jess on Mar 18, 2007 10:34:04 GMT -5
For: Music City
Symponia (Ah-ha! I love warping words to fit my needs!) Age 17 Gender Female Race Elf Ocupation Songstress
Appearance Symphonia is tall and thin with long golden-hair that contains tinges of silver that reaches down to her hips, effectively covering her large pointed ears. She has large doe-eyes that are a serene blue with flecks of silver and gold in them. She wears long dresses that show off her white flesh and compliment her eye and hair color. Usualy in shades of blue, silver or just plain white. She always walks around barefoot.
Personality Symphonia is playful and always in a fair mood. She enjoys singing for people, and makes a decent living off of that singing. She doesn't believe in crime or gangs or violence, and has the disposition that if she doesn't belive in them they don't exist. Her life can be described as a coma-induced dream by some people, and a massive acid-trip by others.
History Ack...don't make me write this...
Explanation of Songstress Songstresses weave natural and arcane magics into their voices or instruments in order to affect and manipulate their surroundings. They can do anything from calm down a crying baby, to conjuring a bear. As long as they sing or play their instrument the magic continues to work.
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Post by Theseus on Mar 20, 2007 18:25:00 GMT -5
For Inheritance Trilogyphotobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi99.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fl289%2Fsangui_disciple%2FCreature20s20Master.jpg&searchTerm=Dark%20warrior&pageOffset=8^picture^ Name: Voltaar Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 37 Height: 6'2" Hair Colour: Black Eye Colour: Dark brown, almost so brown they appear black at times. EquipmentClothing: He is often seen wearing the longest, darkest robes a man has ever laid eyes upon. The hood on his robe, is enchanted so that it covers his face by a shadow completely, often leaving people wondering if he was human at all. Armor: Bone pauldrons, forged from the bones of Urgals. A black breast plate. Plate wrist guards, leather gauntlets, black plate leggings, black leather boots, and a velvet, blood red sash. Weapons: Hollow Soul (seen in picture) Personality: He is a quiet, mysterious individual. None by very few, he tends to avoid contact with others unless he needs to. Voltaar carries a dark past behind him, which is mostly the cause of his reclusive behavior. As a child his father beat him and his mother murdered. After he became an adult he slew his father and burned his house to the ground. Seeing the boy's potential, Galbatorix, instead of punishing him, kept him under the apprenticeship of some of the most skilled swordsman and sorcerer's in all Alagaesia. However, when he began learning about the dragon riders, and learned that Galbatorix's intent was to kill the new dragon rider, he abandoned his almost complete apprenticeship and cut off all contact with the Empire. He wandered as a mercenary for years, but now plans to bring the new dragon rider information that may prove invaluable to her and the Varden. With that, he also plans to take up work as the dragon rider's personal guard, and if declined, work loyally for the Varden to overthrow Galbatorix. Very few no about his past though, and he prefers never talking about it unless, with someone he feels trustworthy. Though many doubt him, his intentions to help the Varden are true.
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Post by Eldae on Mar 22, 2007 15:47:52 GMT -5
For Music City
Name: Winterheart Age: 29 Gender: Male Race: Werewolf Quote: "The ones who seek justice... will pray for it all their lives."
Appearance: Winterheart has longer canine teeth than normal, and his eyes have golden irises, like those of a wolf. His hair is black with streaks of white running through it. He keeps it long and unkempt, although he will occasionally tie it back. His figure is relatively imposing, and he tends to have a grim smile on his face. His clothing tends to be simple, but he will often adorn it and himself with trophies.
Personality: Winterheart has embraced his feral side. He greatly enjoys the rush of battle and competition, but not quite enough to override his cunning. He dislikes being around strangers, but enjoys being with a group of people he knows and trusts. He also has a strong sense of justice, and is more than willing to act out in order to bring about what he feels is 'right', even if it is at odds with what others think.
Weapons: Dane-axe, assorted daggers.
Abilities: As a werewolf, Winterheart possesses unnatural strength, senses, and is resistant to most normal weapons. He has attained some control over his condition, able to change into a wolf or hybrid form without the full moon being present, and occasionally able to resist transformation during the full moon. He is also an accomplished hunter and warrior, his preferred weapon being his axe, which is roughly as long as he is tall.
History: Later, if at all.
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Post by Caelen on Mar 23, 2007 3:23:43 GMT -5
For: Music City
Fantasia Xiloscient Nicknames: Fan, Fanta
Race: Elan (psychically charged human, Czechoslovakian descent) Sex: Female Height: 5'3" Weight: 117 lb Age: According to one ID, 22; According to another ID, 17; According to looks, 18 Build: Slender and flexible, perfect for yoga! Eyes: Neon purple, and they're not contacts Hair: Vibrant red, and it's not dye Hair Style: Long and straight
Fantasia is a bit of a mischief maker. She snoops around and finds things out, and nothing has kept a secret from her for long! She masterful with lock picks, but this seems to come from some inner power that she uses as her picks barely move when she picks locks. She loves to do things in a flashy way, so the more bang she can get the better! She once used fireworks to blow open a safe only to find out that the item she was after turned out to be an unprotected scrap of paper, which burned up in the blast. She's now on the run from the people who owned that safe.
Fantasia loves to dress up in hundreds of outfits. Her favorite thing to do is shop for clothes. Her wardrobe consists of a strange garment that seems to shift and change as Fantasia desires. Whenever she sees a new outfit, her garment can assume that appearance!
Curiosity rules Fantasia's life. Often she'll do things without thinking them through too much, but when it comes to business she takes every possibility into consideration.
Her Telekinetic powers are fairly limited at best, with a maximum sustained force of 25 lb, and a maximum burst force of 100 lb, which leaves her drained psychically for 5 seconds per second she sustains that force, to a max sustaining time of 10 seconds. Precision and speed are her tools with telekinesis. She picks locks by using the picks to feel out the lock, then telekinetically maneuvers the mechanism inside. She can do almost anything within her telekinetic force limits, though she's always trying to find ways to improve.
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Post by zyphan on Mar 23, 2007 20:33:25 GMT -5
Music City
Phobia (aka Pheobe or Phobe [like phone, no 'e' at end] for short)) 17 Female
Ice Pheonix
Phobia flies on light blue wings with grey tips. She can warp any type and form of water, and her species is known for their ice and water bending skills.
She is about 5'5", and has an athletic build. Her wingspan is about 14' from tip to tip. Her skin has a slightly blueish tint, and is quite pale, but natural to her species. Her hair is cut short, only three inches long in front and four in back. It does not touch her shoulders, and sticks up everywhere all day. It is light grey, with electric blue streaks.
Phobia has claws that she can retract at will from her hands. They are similar to those of Wolverine's, only they're sharper than broken glass and grey-blue (if you haven't noticed, everything about her is grey and blue). When she feels threatened, Phobia's eyes turn a very pale blue, and an ice-cold aura will surround her body, freezing anything that comes within three feet, unless it is an ally. Her wings fold into a crevasse on her back, to the point where they are hardly noticeable unless her back is bare of any clothing.
She is fairly quiet, and does not like to talk much, unless it is with someone or about something she likes. Phobia likes to draw and read, and carries books with her whenever she travels, even paints and a portable easle. She does not get angry easily, and will not fight unless provoked with a punch, or an extremely rude comment about someone dear to her. Phobia likes to stay in the shadows, and is uneasy in situations where she knows noone.
Phobia wears a short sleeved grey shirt underneath a dark blue trench coat. Her jeans are also grey, but much darker, and are cut-off at the knee, revealing small feet clad in tan leather slips (these are like sandals, only they completely cover the foot and come off only if the wearer wishes them to). A short sword hangs from a scabbard at her waist under her coat, and a longsword rests on her back, it's pommel a dark shade of blue with a dark sapphire in the end.
((I know she is practically identical to Zyphan, and she is. The only difference is her name, and perhaps a few more surprises along the way...))
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Post by Jess on Mar 27, 2007 19:02:46 GMT -5
For Music City
King Diamond (Hahahaha!) Age ---- Gender Male Species Human, undergone Life-Extension procedures. Bloodtype Unkown Height 6' 2" Build Wiry
Appearance King Diamond is a very charasmatic fellow...in a frightening way. He wears a long black coat and white gloves, carries a cane and wears formal trousers. His shoes are black and shined to a mirror-sheen. His face is charming, and hasn't seemed to age a bit. He has deep blue eyes, odd baby-blue from life extension, and long tresses of silver-white hair that reach his shoulders. He got his namesake from a cane he always carries with him, its a long black piece of japaned ebony wood with a massive Diamond on the top. The diamond just so happens to be real too, which makes it priceless as far as any jeweler is concerned.
Personality King Diamon is a Kingpin. He is a business man, and a ruthless one at that. He is konwn to be one of those 'black and white' kingpins- either you agree or you don't. Theres no crossing King Diamond cause either he or one of his cronies will end up crossing you in the end.
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Post by piñata on Mar 29, 2007 15:56:43 GMT -5
For: Universal Guilt
Character name: Valnac Race/species: Vulcan Age: Unknown (middle-aged by Vulcan standards) Gender: Male
Appearance: Your ordinary average Vulcan... tall, dark hair and eyes, no distinguishing marks except the pointed ears common to his species.
Personality: Troubled by a guilty conscience. Combined with the usual lack of outward emotion typical of Vulcans, he appears very intense most of the time, and can even occasionally be menacing. He wants to stop collecting human blood and get a more noble job, perhaps something in Starfleet.
History: Has been working for his current employers for a long time. Is good at what he does, but stopped believing in it long ago. He is highly skilled in both armed and unarmed combat, so if trouble breaks out he can usually act as an enforcer.
Special abilities: Nothing an ordinary Vulcan wouldn't have... he can do the mind-meld, the Vulcan pinch, and other things specific to his people, but he doesn't have any traits that would be considered supernatural for a Vulcan.
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Post by ev1lpoptart on Apr 8, 2007 14:22:04 GMT -5
For The Island
Name: Sully O'Connell Age: 31 Height: 6'1" Weight: 190 Hair: Brown Eyes: Green Ethnicity: Irish/American Physique: Muscular. Other: He has two tattoos; a star with an Irish Flag on his left shoulder, and a United States Marine Core emblem on his right shoulder.
Personality: Sully is usually pretty reserved, but can be more outspoken if he feels strongly about a situation. He is snide, and tends to be a smart mouth when approached. Despite his seemingly rough exterior, he has good intentions. He is willing to help those in need, and acts for the common good.
Background: When Sully was 18, he joined the marines out of high school. He served actively for 4 years before his tour of duty was at an end. Afterward, he used his army experience to get a job as a United States Air Marshall. He unmarried with no children. Both of his parents are still alive and happily married. Neither them or any of his friends understand why he chose the army, he scored a 1530 on his SAT and had a high school GPA of 10.9.
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Post by zyphan on Apr 8, 2007 18:33:38 GMT -5
The Island
Karina Loveland 17 Female
Karina is travelling on a plane to visit her boyfriend accross seas when the plane crashes on a remote island. She momentarily forgets little tidbits of memory, but bit by bit they return.
She has long hair, about to the middle of her back, and she keeps it in braids most of the time. Her hair is a light brown, and she is very athletic, playing soccer most of her life.
She is very outgoing, and loves meeting people. There is not once ounce of shyness in her. Karina is bold, and people often say beautiful too. She likes to read, paint, draw, and sing.
She has only one younger sibling. A sister of about four years, and a mom and dad who live with the sisters at their home in Washington. She likes animals, preferably horses and dogs. She is terrified of spiders, and will have nothing whatsoever to do with them if one is spotted.
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