Game Master
Jan 26, 2009 2:32:14 GMT -7
Post by Eradnet on Jan 26, 2009 2:32:14 GMT -7
Name: Eradnet
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Desired Position: Game Master
Additional Comments: I was told that there has been a lot of hassles with this job, and I'm willing to tackle it if I can get some co-operation from staff.
Experience: I had been an admin here before. As far as experience related to a game master, I have been a Dungeon Master for about eleven years now. I also like to think I'm capable of coming up with original material and I now keep the role play a tad more "sandbox" than I used to.
Roleplay Experience: Unfortunately the search the previous sites I were on are either gone, lost, or their search engine is broken. Some of you here already know what I'm capable of and I hope that you can search the Archives to get an idea. Thank you.
Otherwise, here's an example:
D’Artagnan de la Sacré (sacred)
~Appearance~
Gender: Male
Skin Color: Caucasian
Eye Color: Varies (See “The Curse”)
Hair Color: Light Blue
Hair Style: Long
Ethnicity/Race: Holy Vampire
Height: 6 ft 3 in
Body: Thick, Strong, Rough Build
Blood Type: O (-) Negative
Scars: None
Birthmarks: None
Tattoos/Brands: None
Other Physical Details: Vampire Fangs
Other Details: Multiple Outfits (used randomly to better express where and when D’Artagnan is
Knight of Souls: A thick set of armor that was given to him by the Lady Tendare (Valkyrie), who was once rested in his blade. The armor covers most of his body and light to the touch but strong against striking steal. In this, he wears a series of battle garments, that protrude out of the holy armor, consisting of blue and red sleeves, a red and gold cape (in later travels), and a white battle skirt (reaching to the ground).
After Life: A dark blue, almost mistake for black, trench coat, with black pants, black boots, and a white muscle shirt.
//When passed away, D’Artagnan was gifted with the chance to spend off his years of sin and his vampire past in purgatory. In many ways, he was a martyr, and saved countless lives during his KoD saga. Though, in the after life, his past haunts him. After retrieving the sword of a fallen arc-angel, he continues his quest in more or less light clothing, finding it very hard to piece together armor that fits.//
Knights of Dragnet Saga: This set of equipment is similar to the Knight of Souls in that the armor covers most of his body when activated with a flowing cape. All other battle garments are not in this set. Otherwise, when the armor isn’t summoned, he keeps a light gear on him: a tight white muscle shirt, a thick pair of combat boots, and a loose pair of black jeans. He keeps this form to move freely and when fighting lesser opponents. While the armor isn’t activated, a clearly visible chunk remains on his off-hand, thus leaving a blue gauntlet that gives a sneak peak to his armored form.
Thus, two forms: Armored, and Unarmored. He had completely mastered his blade, giving him a natural ‘bless’ about his persona. This is unique to the fact that his is the last of the Sacré family blood line, which leaves him immune to holy since birth.
Unholy Uprising: Here, D’Artagnan first acquires, what he calls, the ‘Valkryie’, the blade named ‘Angelic Layer’ he is dressed in elegant garments and appears to be more ‘count’ than ‘warrior’. Though in later years, the sword grows in power as he hunts down a foe, soon turning into the Kod Saga set.
Yearning for Gifts: Again, here D’Artagnan is very young and is dressed as a ‘count.’
~Personal~
Date of Birth: June 7th…
Place of Birth: Sacré Royal Family District, (Name of City was lost through time)
Education: Equivalent to a Doctrine in Theology
Major Experience(s): Born on a ‘holy’ day and hour, he was destined by prophecies to bring back freedom to God’s people. With the help of Abaddon, he over threw the Vampire Empress, bringing havoc to the Vampire race, but freedom to the humans.
Once his task was complete, he left Abaddon to govern over the ‘wicked’ where he would soon use his newly acquired gift to walk in day to live among the humans. Soon a vampire army led waste to the entire Sacré Bloodline, leaving D’Artagnan the last of all ‘holy vampires’. The army marched under Abaddon’s Family Crest.
Seeking revenge, he promised to hunt down Abaddon and return the favor. He meets Marcus De La Cruz, an offspring of Abaddon, and attempts to kill him. In the mixture of battle, he drinks Marcus’ blood by mistake and shows insight that Marcus was to have a child. D’Artagnan leaves the boy to hunt down his father. Confused with his discussion, he begins to think that he isn’t worthy of avenging his families’ death: a wife, five children, and all of the Sacré Royal Family, many of which brutally murdered before his eyes. His doubtful mind, and wooing heart, attracts the entity of a powerful female witch doctor. The woman stops him in his travels to enchant him and question his beliefs. Though he pressed that there was no reason for any soul to live life—because it has only brought him pain and misery—she curses him: his eyes are clouded with black and gray when feeling depressed, lonely, and dead. Where-as his eyes gradually fire with reds and oranges, which get brighter and brighter the more he feels alive. Until he finds the reason for life, he is forever cursed, even in death.
”You forgot your heart and bled your mind with pain. All a gift for what you see. Your eyes mark your past, but it now prophesizes your future when weary. For now you rest, and wait for wake, your cursed eyes will express your current state. Your eyes are of burning embers; they can suddenly burst into flame once more, thus signifying New Life.”
-Deckard of the Wild (Heart)
When he found Abaddon, an evil entity called “Urgkrish”, was witness to both vampires’ powers and attempted to ‘copy’ their power. Both vampires were deeply angered and soon found out that Urgkrish wished to spread the War of the Realms to other realms. And in hopes to stop him, D’Artagnan left Abaddon soon after saving Marcus’ child.
“My place is to keep-safe the innocent… I wish to cross path with you someday… if the Light demands that it should be necessary. I do wish you could see the threat that [Urgkrish] possesses; and to accompany me to the realm of Dragnet….”
-D’Artagnan de la Sacré
When in the realm of Dragnet, he joins the force of a small group of earth souls, somehow also sucked into facing the powerful dark mage, Urgkrish. Here he falls in love with Naru, a woman of great virtue. Soon, the tides were against the group of heroes when D’Artagnan was murdered, resurrected, and brainwashed by the Council of Darkness. Before the Realm of Earth could be handed to the Dark Lord, he pushes his mind free of the enchantment and turns to face Urgkrish. Before their eyes, D’Artagnan activates a power in the blade that he cannot withstand, even for his holy immunity, and tears the beast-like form of Urgkrish in half while in process of a metamorphosis. This causes Urgkish’s next form to be weak enough to be defeated. Passing his last breath, he has Naru promise that she will move on, as he once did. With his eyes turning back to a remarkable crystal blue (the color they were before the curse), he passed to the next life a martyr and a hero.
His next experience takes him to the realm of the dead, where his is placed for judgment before the God many name ‘The Light.’ Expecting to be tossed in the pits of hell for being a spawn of Kain, he was surprised to hear the offer bestowed before him. ‘The Light’ promised him passage through the gates of the seven heavens, as long as he pays his sins off in the realm of purgatory. Accepting to the terms, D’Artagnan awakes in purgatory where he is to spend countless years. ”… beats the alternative…”
Soon after his first few years, havoc breaks loose in the realm and D’Artagnan’s cell is opened. Before him stands a man of all deadly sins, Dark Knight of Soloman. Of here, the man beckons that D’Artagnan follows and wishes no harm, but to save his life. This marks the journey of which D’Artagnan is reunited with an old friend, Abaddon (who strangely isn’t dead at all). They hope to seek an end to the havoc caused by D’Artagnan’s meeting a Hound Archon from the Planes of War—a place where souls battle their last existence to fend off the demons that pose threat to ‘The Light’, and the line seems to be decreasing in benefit of ‘The Darkness’—named Brendon who hopes to aid D’Artagnan, under the suspicion that he is the very reason his army has been losing. Against all odds, they succeed, and the warriors find themselves before ‘The Light’ at the end of their journey.
”The after-life is not ready for your passage of my gates, D’Artagnan of the Blessed… I hear-by grant you and your companions the right to live again…”
-“The Light”
Awaking, he finds himself in the middle of the War of the Realms; alive, but exhausted. He somehow meets the entity that was once his blade, now a living woman, where she explains the quest of the Knights of Dragnet and the events that led to her current state. She takes him back once more to Dragnet, but he doesn’t stay long, and requests to accompany Tendare.
”As you wish, my comrade.”
-Tendare, Valkryie
Enemies: Abaddon (Various), Urgkrish
Allies: Abaddon (Various), Knights of Dragnet
Current Residence: With Tendare
Previous Residence: Earth
Occupation: --
Alignment: Lawful Good
Languages:
Family: Deceased
Likes: The ocean, forests, birds
Dislikes: Dark places, overpowering men, the Yamamoto Manor
Hobbies and Pastimes: Walking, training with her weapons, singing
Personality Outline: Toko is usually pretty cheerful; acting happy even in her most depressed state as she doesn’t like to make others worry about her. Though cheerful, she is also pretty quiet overall. She’ll gladly have a conversation with anyone, though she starts to back off and confine herself when it comes to talking about her past. In fact, she won’t open up about it at all. Her own father, Usiel, barely knows any information. Men frighten her due to her past and when around them she tends to get very quiet and VERY uneasy unless she knows who they are.
Talents: Martial Arts, singing
Disadvantages: Easily persuaded, fear makes her freeze up, scared of the dark to a certain extent.
Other: Toko is very intelligent and has a way with words
-Innate Abilities-
Magics, Psionics, Special Techniques: Telekinesis, protective barriers, elemental attacks and defense
Combat Skills, Styles: Defensive style of fighting, ninjitsu, taijitsu.
Acquired Artifacts: Sword (given to her by her father)
Stolen Artifacts: --
Weaponry: Two throwing knives, attached to right thigh at all times, Japanese Katana & Kodachis (Only brought to prepared spars/battles)
Armor: --
-Health-
Heart: Good
Eyes: OK. Toko usually relies on other senses more often as her eyes aren’t the greatest. She is actually able to see better at night or in the dark, as she had spent 4 years in complete darkness, meaning she would have had to train her eyes to become accustom to seeing in the dark. However, her eyes are slowly returning to normal.
Hearing: Superb
Fertility: Good
Respiratory: Excellent
Circulatory: Excellent
Acquired Weaknesses: Fear causes her to freeze up, easily uneased.
-Past- (More detailed description in progress, will appear on the Polo board)
Toko L' Espérance is an angel of what people would say, tempted or dirty bloods. A half-breed angel born from a human mother and an angelic father, an angel of the high heavens (usiel_strength_of_god). Her father impregnated her mother while still an existing angel of the high heavens and was thrown down to earth for this reason, banished from heaven and his powers stripped. Because of this, Toko's wings we're tainted black. During this time, her mother gave birth to Toko, her father no where to be seen. News spread quickly of a woman in the small, French village of Polo, who had given birth to a child of dirty bloods, a not-so reputable thing and villagers started to talk. Eventually, word reached a man, a slave trader to the north of the village and ex-bounty hunter. Though, out of business in the bounty area, he couldn't pass the offer up. Both we're captured from their homes, Toko still of a young age and taken back to the Yamamoto manor, never to be seen again. The bounty had been filled, or so the villagers had thought... Toko lived the first 15 years of her life as a normal child and teenager would, growing up in the Yamamoto manor. On Toko's 16th birthday, down into slavery she went as well, though things would be harder than he had hoped. Toko refused to submit, she was a tough girl and finally he snapped. Dragging her mother by the hair he finally allowed them to meet (though, not revealing she was her mother). Toko was confused, this girl looked exactly like her... When Toko still refused to submit to him, Itaka killed her mother. Brutally slaughtered her in front of Toko's eyes. It was after this that she learned that the woman he had just killed was her long lost mother, now forever lost. After four years of brutal torture, mental and physical, he left Toko alone in the real world for her father to find her. Itaka did not want to get himself involved with an archangel. However, Toko was so mentally scarred and afraid from her past four years she couldn’t say a word to her father as to what she went through and Itaka wanted to keep it that way. Toko would give anything to kill Itaka but she can't. Is it because he saved her life or is it because she is afraid? Itaka knew damn well that Toko was scared out of her wits of him and he played off of it. occasionally he shows up and makes Toko remember her past and the power that Itaka holds upon her. Technically speaking Toko is still "owned" by Itaka, though she wanders her own. "The slave escapes her bonds to find a stronger set of chains." as he says.
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Name: Yurith
Age: 23
Height: 5ft. 8in.
Weight: 124 lbs.
Gender: Male
Location: Human World
Primary Special: Shinigami Military Police
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Primary Weapon: (ぶっしつ) Busshitsu 物質 || (きょう) Kyou 共 || (はんぶっしつ) Hanbusshitsu 反物質 – Matter Together With Antimatter
Busshitsu
Hanbusshitsu
Personality: Yurith is unspeakably odd and wild. His temper isn’t easily flared, as he’s always finding something funny (one way or another).
Appearance:
Yurith (Shinigami)
Yurith (Human)
Inner Hallow
Final Hallow Form
Race: Vizard (Currently Unknown)
History: I remember exactly how it went. It was in the evening… no, it was dawn. The sun had just begun to peek over the mountains, the blue sky advancing over the breezy, scattered white clouds. I remember the shapes, almost all of them. The clouds looked like birds and bears. There were too many animals to remember; too many shapes to forget. Did I see it coming? Probably not, but I do know that there is no better way to die: saving somebody is very popular! Maybe it isn’t the best idea, especially when there are no odds of survival. But, I can’t remember if that’s what I was thinking about.
Hm… ah! I saw her face. It was dreamy. The color of her skin was like whipped cream. I like that color. She smelt good too, I think she had just taken a bath, and the smell of the shampoo was heavenly. Damn, she was super cute too. I can’t think there was any better girl to hold if only for an instant. I wish I could’ve had a chance to stick around and meet her. What was I thinking!? I had a sister! She’s far too young to handle life! The boys that mistreat her are going to get it-
I wanted to stay so bad. Onii-chan came to visit me everyday after that. She seemed to grow up so fast. Hah! I wish I could’ve stuck around her more often, but the damn chain was in the way… so I broke- it. It started getting weird after that. I started to run as fast as I can, I don’t remember why. I wanted to see everybody! Maybe I could get to the school and peek on the girls or what not. But, instead, I think I waited at home. My room wasn’t changed, just cleaned up a little. I took a look around and started to lay down on my bed. I think I may have dozed off a bit, because it was already getting dark and my sister could be heard shouting goodbyes to her friends. I remember trying to go back to sleep, but before I knew it someone had opened my door.
It was her, she had the same look I did when I came in. She walked over to the counter and picked up a picture of me and her. I sat up in bed and started to look outside. To me, it felt like something big was about to happen. I couldn’t go yet, I kept thinking—no, knowing that I had to stay! She was alone, I could tell. Someone had to watch over her, and I’ve been dead for a while now and hadn’t seen one damn angel over her head. This is a mistake. I just wanted to save somebody…
I remember that she started to cry. I think she was on my bed too. There was also something strange going on with my chain, it looked like it was getting shorter. Five links became four in less than one hour (I counted). She was still on my damn bed too! I just wanted to relax and watch her, but she didn’t move at all that night. She stayed in my room, sound asleep.
Before I knew it, there was a man with a blade. He was protecting me I think. Well, whatever. I just didn’t need the extra weight. Maybe he was some kind of hero, like me, saving someone else’s life. He assured me that it’ll all be okay, but I could tell he was lying. Maybe he didn’t start off as a Shinigami too. For me, living in Soul Society wasn’t so bad. I stuck my nose into every bodies business and had very few friends. But, I was always doing something in the forests or rivers to pass the time. I was always hungry! Damn food was so scarce; it was as if no body was eating. I didn’t care about them, just me. Me…
The days turned into months, the months into years; time passed by quickly I can’t remember how many times I was alone. Then, before I knew it, I was here. A Shinigami~! It’s not as cool as they say it is. The people here are so stuck up and busy bodies. Well, not me, I slacked off for a long time. I think there wasn’t a thing I had to do besides train and solve mysteries or puzzles. The Shinigami are hopeless without me. Well hell, I think they would ‘eventually’ figure out all the crap I did. But, I think being in the Investigation Squad is a breeze. It took me only seven years to reach my bankai, though I don’t like using it. Funny thing is, I still don’t believe in life after death. There’s only been more and more death. Oh, and I’m a horrible cook.
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Character Information[/u]
Please submit a character biography for approval to: jeditemple@adelphia.net.[/b]
Character Name: Deel
Email: notsotinytim@gmail.com
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Naboo
Species: Human
Rank: Youngling
Eye Colour: Ember
Height: 3’7”
Build: Slim.
Classification: Youngling
Lightsaber Colour: Training Saber (white)
Combat Form/Subform(s):
Master: n/a
Apprentice: n/a
Overall Description:
Like any other youngling, Deel wears the occasional uniform: Plain, brown tunic, pants, and boots.
Biography:
Deel was born on the planet of Naboo in its beautiful capitol, Theed. Deel, however, didn’t stay there long. The story starts when Deel was only a young child coming about the age of 2. Deel was a healthy boy and his mother was a loyal servant to the Queen of Naboo. Deel’s mother highly worshiped the Queen’s authority and care for her people, that she was willing to die for the Queen if need be. Yet, there was only one thing that mattered more to Deel’s mother than the Queen and that was Deel, her joy, hope, and soon to be her death.
Deel and his Mother were out shopping, when a building collapsed trapping them and 23 other civilians under a large pile of rubble. Every working hand began to dig right away at the 20 meters of junk that separated these victims and their only chance of survival. Most believe that it was a miracle that 22 survived and said that there was nothing they could do for the only one that didn’t make it because she was already dead before they got there. Everyone, but Deel’s mother, made it out alive.
Deel’s father was an honest pilot that found himself in a struggling effort to support his family. A beautiful wife and a growing young lad needed more credits to survive than what his initial profession could offer. His ambitions were high and he took the most honest job; a Transport Pilot for Naboo. He mostly transported goods that were further out than most because the money was promising. Though distant, he kept his promise, and 75% of his profits went straight back to Naboo with letters filled with good news and promises of success. When news about the accident reached Deel’s father, who was currently out on post in the outer rim, he headed out to Theed as soon as he could to attend the burial of his beloved wife. But, he couldn’t stay for long, his duty was far more important to the Naboo Queen and forced Deel’s father to leave the day after the memorial.
After the accident, Deel could no longer walk. Damage to his lower spinal cord caused him to become a paraplegic. Doctor’s tried everything they could to fix Deel’s back and finally the operation was a success. Deel only had to go through a physical therapy program that will teach him how to use his legs again, but Deel still couldn’t walk. Despite his or any therapist’s efforts, Deel couldn’t get full activity back into his legs. Permanent damage is what they feared, but hope grew as a Jedi was visiting Naboo and managed to take time out of his busy schedule to take a look at Deel.
Upon this Jedi’s inspection, he stumbled upon the realization that Deel was force sensitive. The Jedi took Deel with him back to the Jedi Temple and placed him into the program. The Jedi was never able to fix Deel’s problem, and turned in a diagnosis stating that he believe that Deel should be able to walk, just that he’s not ready to. Or rather, his mind won’t let him. No one knows if Deel will be able to walk again or what it is that’s keeping him from doing so, but they do know for certain that Deel is capable of becoming a Jedi. He just needs to find his way and when the time comes, choose when he’ll be able to walk the Path of the Jedi.
Deel now spends most of his free time in the Tomes, Books, and Wisdom that the Temple Library has to offer. He finds it fairly simple to use Jedi Powers and the only field he lacks in is battle with the saber. Though, his current physical condition plays a large contributing factor to that. The other half, or bit, has to do with what Deel believes in. He believes that the saber is useless and is only a symbol of tradition, passed down through the generations of Jedi’s onto others. He believes that a Jedi should be able to pick up and use a blaster if he wanted to or focus entirely on Jedi Powers. He doesn’t argue his point, because he knows that it’s only his opinion, and refuses to pick up a light saber and train with it unless directed by a superior. His believe might be different, but he still holds a high amount of respect to the council and all the Jedi Masters. He also believes that they most likely know better.
For now, Deel seems to be very promising. He listens to lectures very thoroughly and never misses an assignment. He is at the top of his class mentally, but not physically; which creates a valid balance between him and is classmates. Deel shows nothing but kindness to others and always finds a way to cheer up a troubled student and sometimes mentors. Though he usually keeps to himself, it is quite obvious to Deel that the only reason someone would talk to him, is if they needed his assistance. If you find Deel, I’m sure you’ll see that he has both focused, and yet kindest face this temple’s children can offer.
Total Points: 200
Assigned Points[/u]
Force Affinities
Empowerment: 0
Manipulation: 15
Restoration: 0
Resistance: 35
Destruction: 0
Psychotion: 50
Equivalent Exchange:
Other Skills
General Education: 5
Education: Specialized: Logic: 10
Mechanical Skills: 20
Healing: 0
Deception/Persuasion: 20
Combat Strategy: 0
Language: 5
Political Strategy: 20
Speech/Rhetoric: 0
Computing: 20
Weapon: Lightsaber: 0
Points Submission[/b][/SIZE]
Character Name: Rivas Deel
Character Email: notsotinytim@gmail.com
Points Earned: 200
Points Earned Detail: Started with 200
Links: n/a
Assign Points:
Force Powers
Manipulation: 15
Resistance: 35
Psychotion: 50
Other Skills
General Education: 5
Education: Specialized: Logic: 10
Mechanical Skills: 20
Deception/Persuasion: 20
Language: 5
Political Strategy: 20
Computing: 20
Race-specifics
none
Unassigned Points: 0
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Age: 20
Gender: Male
Desired Position: Game Master
Additional Comments: I was told that there has been a lot of hassles with this job, and I'm willing to tackle it if I can get some co-operation from staff.
Experience: I had been an admin here before. As far as experience related to a game master, I have been a Dungeon Master for about eleven years now. I also like to think I'm capable of coming up with original material and I now keep the role play a tad more "sandbox" than I used to.
Roleplay Experience: Unfortunately the search the previous sites I were on are either gone, lost, or their search engine is broken. Some of you here already know what I'm capable of and I hope that you can search the Archives to get an idea. Thank you.
Otherwise, here's an example:
D’Artagnan de la Sacré (sacred)
~Appearance~
Gender: Male
Skin Color: Caucasian
Eye Color: Varies (See “The Curse”)
Hair Color: Light Blue
Hair Style: Long
Ethnicity/Race: Holy Vampire
Height: 6 ft 3 in
Body: Thick, Strong, Rough Build
Blood Type: O (-) Negative
Scars: None
Birthmarks: None
Tattoos/Brands: None
Other Physical Details: Vampire Fangs
Other Details: Multiple Outfits (used randomly to better express where and when D’Artagnan is
Knight of Souls: A thick set of armor that was given to him by the Lady Tendare (Valkyrie), who was once rested in his blade. The armor covers most of his body and light to the touch but strong against striking steal. In this, he wears a series of battle garments, that protrude out of the holy armor, consisting of blue and red sleeves, a red and gold cape (in later travels), and a white battle skirt (reaching to the ground).
After Life: A dark blue, almost mistake for black, trench coat, with black pants, black boots, and a white muscle shirt.
//When passed away, D’Artagnan was gifted with the chance to spend off his years of sin and his vampire past in purgatory. In many ways, he was a martyr, and saved countless lives during his KoD saga. Though, in the after life, his past haunts him. After retrieving the sword of a fallen arc-angel, he continues his quest in more or less light clothing, finding it very hard to piece together armor that fits.//
Knights of Dragnet Saga: This set of equipment is similar to the Knight of Souls in that the armor covers most of his body when activated with a flowing cape. All other battle garments are not in this set. Otherwise, when the armor isn’t summoned, he keeps a light gear on him: a tight white muscle shirt, a thick pair of combat boots, and a loose pair of black jeans. He keeps this form to move freely and when fighting lesser opponents. While the armor isn’t activated, a clearly visible chunk remains on his off-hand, thus leaving a blue gauntlet that gives a sneak peak to his armored form.
Thus, two forms: Armored, and Unarmored. He had completely mastered his blade, giving him a natural ‘bless’ about his persona. This is unique to the fact that his is the last of the Sacré family blood line, which leaves him immune to holy since birth.
Unholy Uprising: Here, D’Artagnan first acquires, what he calls, the ‘Valkryie’, the blade named ‘Angelic Layer’ he is dressed in elegant garments and appears to be more ‘count’ than ‘warrior’. Though in later years, the sword grows in power as he hunts down a foe, soon turning into the Kod Saga set.
Yearning for Gifts: Again, here D’Artagnan is very young and is dressed as a ‘count.’
~Personal~
Date of Birth: June 7th…
Place of Birth: Sacré Royal Family District, (Name of City was lost through time)
Education: Equivalent to a Doctrine in Theology
Major Experience(s): Born on a ‘holy’ day and hour, he was destined by prophecies to bring back freedom to God’s people. With the help of Abaddon, he over threw the Vampire Empress, bringing havoc to the Vampire race, but freedom to the humans.
Once his task was complete, he left Abaddon to govern over the ‘wicked’ where he would soon use his newly acquired gift to walk in day to live among the humans. Soon a vampire army led waste to the entire Sacré Bloodline, leaving D’Artagnan the last of all ‘holy vampires’. The army marched under Abaddon’s Family Crest.
Seeking revenge, he promised to hunt down Abaddon and return the favor. He meets Marcus De La Cruz, an offspring of Abaddon, and attempts to kill him. In the mixture of battle, he drinks Marcus’ blood by mistake and shows insight that Marcus was to have a child. D’Artagnan leaves the boy to hunt down his father. Confused with his discussion, he begins to think that he isn’t worthy of avenging his families’ death: a wife, five children, and all of the Sacré Royal Family, many of which brutally murdered before his eyes. His doubtful mind, and wooing heart, attracts the entity of a powerful female witch doctor. The woman stops him in his travels to enchant him and question his beliefs. Though he pressed that there was no reason for any soul to live life—because it has only brought him pain and misery—she curses him: his eyes are clouded with black and gray when feeling depressed, lonely, and dead. Where-as his eyes gradually fire with reds and oranges, which get brighter and brighter the more he feels alive. Until he finds the reason for life, he is forever cursed, even in death.
”You forgot your heart and bled your mind with pain. All a gift for what you see. Your eyes mark your past, but it now prophesizes your future when weary. For now you rest, and wait for wake, your cursed eyes will express your current state. Your eyes are of burning embers; they can suddenly burst into flame once more, thus signifying New Life.”
-Deckard of the Wild (Heart)
When he found Abaddon, an evil entity called “Urgkrish”, was witness to both vampires’ powers and attempted to ‘copy’ their power. Both vampires were deeply angered and soon found out that Urgkrish wished to spread the War of the Realms to other realms. And in hopes to stop him, D’Artagnan left Abaddon soon after saving Marcus’ child.
“My place is to keep-safe the innocent… I wish to cross path with you someday… if the Light demands that it should be necessary. I do wish you could see the threat that [Urgkrish] possesses; and to accompany me to the realm of Dragnet….”
-D’Artagnan de la Sacré
When in the realm of Dragnet, he joins the force of a small group of earth souls, somehow also sucked into facing the powerful dark mage, Urgkrish. Here he falls in love with Naru, a woman of great virtue. Soon, the tides were against the group of heroes when D’Artagnan was murdered, resurrected, and brainwashed by the Council of Darkness. Before the Realm of Earth could be handed to the Dark Lord, he pushes his mind free of the enchantment and turns to face Urgkrish. Before their eyes, D’Artagnan activates a power in the blade that he cannot withstand, even for his holy immunity, and tears the beast-like form of Urgkrish in half while in process of a metamorphosis. This causes Urgkish’s next form to be weak enough to be defeated. Passing his last breath, he has Naru promise that she will move on, as he once did. With his eyes turning back to a remarkable crystal blue (the color they were before the curse), he passed to the next life a martyr and a hero.
His next experience takes him to the realm of the dead, where his is placed for judgment before the God many name ‘The Light.’ Expecting to be tossed in the pits of hell for being a spawn of Kain, he was surprised to hear the offer bestowed before him. ‘The Light’ promised him passage through the gates of the seven heavens, as long as he pays his sins off in the realm of purgatory. Accepting to the terms, D’Artagnan awakes in purgatory where he is to spend countless years. ”… beats the alternative…”
Soon after his first few years, havoc breaks loose in the realm and D’Artagnan’s cell is opened. Before him stands a man of all deadly sins, Dark Knight of Soloman. Of here, the man beckons that D’Artagnan follows and wishes no harm, but to save his life. This marks the journey of which D’Artagnan is reunited with an old friend, Abaddon (who strangely isn’t dead at all). They hope to seek an end to the havoc caused by D’Artagnan’s meeting a Hound Archon from the Planes of War—a place where souls battle their last existence to fend off the demons that pose threat to ‘The Light’, and the line seems to be decreasing in benefit of ‘The Darkness’—named Brendon who hopes to aid D’Artagnan, under the suspicion that he is the very reason his army has been losing. Against all odds, they succeed, and the warriors find themselves before ‘The Light’ at the end of their journey.
”The after-life is not ready for your passage of my gates, D’Artagnan of the Blessed… I hear-by grant you and your companions the right to live again…”
-“The Light”
Awaking, he finds himself in the middle of the War of the Realms; alive, but exhausted. He somehow meets the entity that was once his blade, now a living woman, where she explains the quest of the Knights of Dragnet and the events that led to her current state. She takes him back once more to Dragnet, but he doesn’t stay long, and requests to accompany Tendare.
”As you wish, my comrade.”
-Tendare, Valkryie
Enemies: Abaddon (Various), Urgkrish
Allies: Abaddon (Various), Knights of Dragnet
Current Residence: With Tendare
Previous Residence: Earth
Occupation: --
Alignment: Lawful Good
Languages:
Family: Deceased
Likes: The ocean, forests, birds
Dislikes: Dark places, overpowering men, the Yamamoto Manor
Hobbies and Pastimes: Walking, training with her weapons, singing
Personality Outline: Toko is usually pretty cheerful; acting happy even in her most depressed state as she doesn’t like to make others worry about her. Though cheerful, she is also pretty quiet overall. She’ll gladly have a conversation with anyone, though she starts to back off and confine herself when it comes to talking about her past. In fact, she won’t open up about it at all. Her own father, Usiel, barely knows any information. Men frighten her due to her past and when around them she tends to get very quiet and VERY uneasy unless she knows who they are.
Talents: Martial Arts, singing
Disadvantages: Easily persuaded, fear makes her freeze up, scared of the dark to a certain extent.
Other: Toko is very intelligent and has a way with words
-Innate Abilities-
Magics, Psionics, Special Techniques: Telekinesis, protective barriers, elemental attacks and defense
Combat Skills, Styles: Defensive style of fighting, ninjitsu, taijitsu.
Acquired Artifacts: Sword (given to her by her father)
Stolen Artifacts: --
Weaponry: Two throwing knives, attached to right thigh at all times, Japanese Katana & Kodachis (Only brought to prepared spars/battles)
Armor: --
-Health-
Heart: Good
Eyes: OK. Toko usually relies on other senses more often as her eyes aren’t the greatest. She is actually able to see better at night or in the dark, as she had spent 4 years in complete darkness, meaning she would have had to train her eyes to become accustom to seeing in the dark. However, her eyes are slowly returning to normal.
Hearing: Superb
Fertility: Good
Respiratory: Excellent
Circulatory: Excellent
Acquired Weaknesses: Fear causes her to freeze up, easily uneased.
-Past- (More detailed description in progress, will appear on the Polo board)
Toko L' Espérance is an angel of what people would say, tempted or dirty bloods. A half-breed angel born from a human mother and an angelic father, an angel of the high heavens (usiel_strength_of_god). Her father impregnated her mother while still an existing angel of the high heavens and was thrown down to earth for this reason, banished from heaven and his powers stripped. Because of this, Toko's wings we're tainted black. During this time, her mother gave birth to Toko, her father no where to be seen. News spread quickly of a woman in the small, French village of Polo, who had given birth to a child of dirty bloods, a not-so reputable thing and villagers started to talk. Eventually, word reached a man, a slave trader to the north of the village and ex-bounty hunter. Though, out of business in the bounty area, he couldn't pass the offer up. Both we're captured from their homes, Toko still of a young age and taken back to the Yamamoto manor, never to be seen again. The bounty had been filled, or so the villagers had thought... Toko lived the first 15 years of her life as a normal child and teenager would, growing up in the Yamamoto manor. On Toko's 16th birthday, down into slavery she went as well, though things would be harder than he had hoped. Toko refused to submit, she was a tough girl and finally he snapped. Dragging her mother by the hair he finally allowed them to meet (though, not revealing she was her mother). Toko was confused, this girl looked exactly like her... When Toko still refused to submit to him, Itaka killed her mother. Brutally slaughtered her in front of Toko's eyes. It was after this that she learned that the woman he had just killed was her long lost mother, now forever lost. After four years of brutal torture, mental and physical, he left Toko alone in the real world for her father to find her. Itaka did not want to get himself involved with an archangel. However, Toko was so mentally scarred and afraid from her past four years she couldn’t say a word to her father as to what she went through and Itaka wanted to keep it that way. Toko would give anything to kill Itaka but she can't. Is it because he saved her life or is it because she is afraid? Itaka knew damn well that Toko was scared out of her wits of him and he played off of it. occasionally he shows up and makes Toko remember her past and the power that Itaka holds upon her. Technically speaking Toko is still "owned" by Itaka, though she wanders her own. "The slave escapes her bonds to find a stronger set of chains." as he says.
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Name: Yurith
Age: 23
Height: 5ft. 8in.
Weight: 124 lbs.
Gender: Male
Location: Human World
Primary Special: Shinigami Military Police
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Primary Weapon: (ぶっしつ) Busshitsu 物質 || (きょう) Kyou 共 || (はんぶっしつ) Hanbusshitsu 反物質 – Matter Together With Antimatter
Busshitsu
Hanbusshitsu
Personality: Yurith is unspeakably odd and wild. His temper isn’t easily flared, as he’s always finding something funny (one way or another).
Appearance:
Yurith (Shinigami)
Yurith (Human)
Inner Hallow
Final Hallow Form
Race: Vizard (Currently Unknown)
History: I remember exactly how it went. It was in the evening… no, it was dawn. The sun had just begun to peek over the mountains, the blue sky advancing over the breezy, scattered white clouds. I remember the shapes, almost all of them. The clouds looked like birds and bears. There were too many animals to remember; too many shapes to forget. Did I see it coming? Probably not, but I do know that there is no better way to die: saving somebody is very popular! Maybe it isn’t the best idea, especially when there are no odds of survival. But, I can’t remember if that’s what I was thinking about.
Hm… ah! I saw her face. It was dreamy. The color of her skin was like whipped cream. I like that color. She smelt good too, I think she had just taken a bath, and the smell of the shampoo was heavenly. Damn, she was super cute too. I can’t think there was any better girl to hold if only for an instant. I wish I could’ve had a chance to stick around and meet her. What was I thinking!? I had a sister! She’s far too young to handle life! The boys that mistreat her are going to get it-
I wanted to stay so bad. Onii-chan came to visit me everyday after that. She seemed to grow up so fast. Hah! I wish I could’ve stuck around her more often, but the damn chain was in the way… so I broke- it. It started getting weird after that. I started to run as fast as I can, I don’t remember why. I wanted to see everybody! Maybe I could get to the school and peek on the girls or what not. But, instead, I think I waited at home. My room wasn’t changed, just cleaned up a little. I took a look around and started to lay down on my bed. I think I may have dozed off a bit, because it was already getting dark and my sister could be heard shouting goodbyes to her friends. I remember trying to go back to sleep, but before I knew it someone had opened my door.
It was her, she had the same look I did when I came in. She walked over to the counter and picked up a picture of me and her. I sat up in bed and started to look outside. To me, it felt like something big was about to happen. I couldn’t go yet, I kept thinking—no, knowing that I had to stay! She was alone, I could tell. Someone had to watch over her, and I’ve been dead for a while now and hadn’t seen one damn angel over her head. This is a mistake. I just wanted to save somebody…
I remember that she started to cry. I think she was on my bed too. There was also something strange going on with my chain, it looked like it was getting shorter. Five links became four in less than one hour (I counted). She was still on my damn bed too! I just wanted to relax and watch her, but she didn’t move at all that night. She stayed in my room, sound asleep.
Before I knew it, there was a man with a blade. He was protecting me I think. Well, whatever. I just didn’t need the extra weight. Maybe he was some kind of hero, like me, saving someone else’s life. He assured me that it’ll all be okay, but I could tell he was lying. Maybe he didn’t start off as a Shinigami too. For me, living in Soul Society wasn’t so bad. I stuck my nose into every bodies business and had very few friends. But, I was always doing something in the forests or rivers to pass the time. I was always hungry! Damn food was so scarce; it was as if no body was eating. I didn’t care about them, just me. Me…
The days turned into months, the months into years; time passed by quickly I can’t remember how many times I was alone. Then, before I knew it, I was here. A Shinigami~! It’s not as cool as they say it is. The people here are so stuck up and busy bodies. Well, not me, I slacked off for a long time. I think there wasn’t a thing I had to do besides train and solve mysteries or puzzles. The Shinigami are hopeless without me. Well hell, I think they would ‘eventually’ figure out all the crap I did. But, I think being in the Investigation Squad is a breeze. It took me only seven years to reach my bankai, though I don’t like using it. Funny thing is, I still don’t believe in life after death. There’s only been more and more death. Oh, and I’m a horrible cook.
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Character Information[/u]
Please submit a character biography for approval to: jeditemple@adelphia.net.[/b]
Character Name: Deel
Email: notsotinytim@gmail.com
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Naboo
Species: Human
Rank: Youngling
Eye Colour: Ember
Height: 3’7”
Build: Slim.
Classification: Youngling
Lightsaber Colour: Training Saber (white)
Combat Form/Subform(s):
Master: n/a
Apprentice: n/a
Overall Description:
Like any other youngling, Deel wears the occasional uniform: Plain, brown tunic, pants, and boots.
Biography:
Deel was born on the planet of Naboo in its beautiful capitol, Theed. Deel, however, didn’t stay there long. The story starts when Deel was only a young child coming about the age of 2. Deel was a healthy boy and his mother was a loyal servant to the Queen of Naboo. Deel’s mother highly worshiped the Queen’s authority and care for her people, that she was willing to die for the Queen if need be. Yet, there was only one thing that mattered more to Deel’s mother than the Queen and that was Deel, her joy, hope, and soon to be her death.
Deel and his Mother were out shopping, when a building collapsed trapping them and 23 other civilians under a large pile of rubble. Every working hand began to dig right away at the 20 meters of junk that separated these victims and their only chance of survival. Most believe that it was a miracle that 22 survived and said that there was nothing they could do for the only one that didn’t make it because she was already dead before they got there. Everyone, but Deel’s mother, made it out alive.
Deel’s father was an honest pilot that found himself in a struggling effort to support his family. A beautiful wife and a growing young lad needed more credits to survive than what his initial profession could offer. His ambitions were high and he took the most honest job; a Transport Pilot for Naboo. He mostly transported goods that were further out than most because the money was promising. Though distant, he kept his promise, and 75% of his profits went straight back to Naboo with letters filled with good news and promises of success. When news about the accident reached Deel’s father, who was currently out on post in the outer rim, he headed out to Theed as soon as he could to attend the burial of his beloved wife. But, he couldn’t stay for long, his duty was far more important to the Naboo Queen and forced Deel’s father to leave the day after the memorial.
After the accident, Deel could no longer walk. Damage to his lower spinal cord caused him to become a paraplegic. Doctor’s tried everything they could to fix Deel’s back and finally the operation was a success. Deel only had to go through a physical therapy program that will teach him how to use his legs again, but Deel still couldn’t walk. Despite his or any therapist’s efforts, Deel couldn’t get full activity back into his legs. Permanent damage is what they feared, but hope grew as a Jedi was visiting Naboo and managed to take time out of his busy schedule to take a look at Deel.
Upon this Jedi’s inspection, he stumbled upon the realization that Deel was force sensitive. The Jedi took Deel with him back to the Jedi Temple and placed him into the program. The Jedi was never able to fix Deel’s problem, and turned in a diagnosis stating that he believe that Deel should be able to walk, just that he’s not ready to. Or rather, his mind won’t let him. No one knows if Deel will be able to walk again or what it is that’s keeping him from doing so, but they do know for certain that Deel is capable of becoming a Jedi. He just needs to find his way and when the time comes, choose when he’ll be able to walk the Path of the Jedi.
Deel now spends most of his free time in the Tomes, Books, and Wisdom that the Temple Library has to offer. He finds it fairly simple to use Jedi Powers and the only field he lacks in is battle with the saber. Though, his current physical condition plays a large contributing factor to that. The other half, or bit, has to do with what Deel believes in. He believes that the saber is useless and is only a symbol of tradition, passed down through the generations of Jedi’s onto others. He believes that a Jedi should be able to pick up and use a blaster if he wanted to or focus entirely on Jedi Powers. He doesn’t argue his point, because he knows that it’s only his opinion, and refuses to pick up a light saber and train with it unless directed by a superior. His believe might be different, but he still holds a high amount of respect to the council and all the Jedi Masters. He also believes that they most likely know better.
For now, Deel seems to be very promising. He listens to lectures very thoroughly and never misses an assignment. He is at the top of his class mentally, but not physically; which creates a valid balance between him and is classmates. Deel shows nothing but kindness to others and always finds a way to cheer up a troubled student and sometimes mentors. Though he usually keeps to himself, it is quite obvious to Deel that the only reason someone would talk to him, is if they needed his assistance. If you find Deel, I’m sure you’ll see that he has both focused, and yet kindest face this temple’s children can offer.
Total Points: 200
Assigned Points[/u]
Force Affinities
Empowerment: 0
Manipulation: 15
Restoration: 0
Resistance: 35
Destruction: 0
Psychotion: 50
Equivalent Exchange:
Other Skills
General Education: 5
Education: Specialized: Logic: 10
Mechanical Skills: 20
Healing: 0
Deception/Persuasion: 20
Combat Strategy: 0
Language: 5
Political Strategy: 20
Speech/Rhetoric: 0
Computing: 20
Weapon: Lightsaber: 0
Points Submission[/b][/SIZE]
Character Name: Rivas Deel
Character Email: notsotinytim@gmail.com
Points Earned: 200
Points Earned Detail: Started with 200
Links: n/a
Assign Points:
Force Powers
Manipulation: 15
Resistance: 35
Psychotion: 50
Other Skills
General Education: 5
Education: Specialized: Logic: 10
Mechanical Skills: 20
Deception/Persuasion: 20
Language: 5
Political Strategy: 20
Computing: 20
Race-specifics
none
Unassigned Points: 0
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