The RPG of No Return ~ It Returns! Again! It won't stay dead! {M}

[VirtualPlay]

Yes, I'm making a second RPG before my first one even starts. Yes, I know what I'm doing. No I won't tell you why.

The RPG of No Return -- Rated M for violence, probable swearing, and mild sexual references/innuendoes due to some gender-bending (no sex scenes or even reference to any sexual activity, I want this to be a cleaner RPG).

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You're just a happy board surfer. Today's no different from any other day, it seems. You check up on a couple polls in PCG, you read the latest flamewar in Misc, and most importantly you check out the new RPGs. Most of the new RPGs have been boring lately, and all of the ones you're in are moving rather slowly. You look in a couple, but nothing's new or interesting since you last checked.

But when you go back to the main forum page, you see what you've been looking for: a brand new RPG! The title reads "An Adventure for All Times ~ Do you dare join?" You don't recognize the poster (Chronomantique), but all the more reason for you to check it out, right? Eagerly you click the link. The topic comes up and you start to read:

Come away with me, to a whole new time
Through thoughts and words, through rhythm and rhyme.
Away to a place, thought up in your mind.
Pick a role, play your part, use all that you find.
Work together, work alone, do whatever you will,
But remember your quest lingers over you still.
Don't hesitate now, there's no need to be scared.
Adventure awaits, but are you really prepared?

You read through the rest of the plot (see below). It's basically a typical RPG. It seems kinda simple, kinda boring at first, but by the time you finish, something in your head tells you it's one of the best RPGs out there. It's followed by a sign-up form.

Happy that (you think) you've finally found an interesting RPG, you click the Reply button, copy over the sign-up form, and fill it out. With a great feeling of excitement and anticipation of a good RPG, you push the Submit button, silently praying you got "first post."

But the topic never loads. It remains stuck on the page that says "Thank you for submitting your post." Except it doesn't say that. When you look closer, you see that it's a different page altogether. It reads:

Are you sure you want to take part in this adventure?
Yes - No

Curious, you click yes, wondering what that was all about. The page changes again. This time it's solid black, with one sentence floating in the middle.

Thank you for becoming a part of this adventure.

No sooner have you read this than dead silence fills the room. It's as if you had become totally deaf in an instant. Suddenly the darkness spreads from the black page, until all you can see is the single, red sentence. Then it blinks out of view, and your consciousness with it.

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You wake up, lying on a smooth floor. You slowly open your eyes and see that you're in a small, round, marble chamber, the only light coming from bright torches that line the circular wall.

You start to move to get up, and get quite a shock: You're not wearing the same clothes anymore. But that's nothing compared to the bigger shock: you're no longer yourself! Your body has changed, and it takes a while before you realize why it seems so familiar. Then it hits you: you've become the character you created for the RPG!

Other people around are noticing too. Their reactions are mixed, but they all look shocked in one way or another. Then the sound of someone clearing their throat makes you all turn. A small man, his face covered by a brown bowler hat too large for his head, wearing a matching brown suit and coat and holding a cane, is standing in front of the only apparent exit.

"Welcome," he says, his voice surprisingly deep and strong. "I am Chronomantique, and I thank you all for accepting this adventure..."

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The rest of the sub-RPG plot:

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A hidden land. A deadly war. A small group of heroes. The largest adventure.

It is a time of ancient people, a time of magic. The kingdom of Talmina is currently under siege from the nearby kingdom of Patteron. For years before this war, Talmina and Patteron were on the friendliest of terms...that is until King Peiron of Patteron died while in Talmina. The story held by Talmina is that he slipped on a loose stone and fell out of a window while touring the castle. But the king's messengers, when they rode back to Patteron, claimed they had seen King Terria (of Talmina) push King Patteron out of the window.

Well this brought uproar into the Kingdom of Patteron. Without stopping to think, they charged into battle. It seemed as if they were looking for a reason to fight, for they were already prepared for combat. Many lives have been needlessly lost in the resulting war, the war that has been going on for almost twenty long years. While Talmina tries to reason with Patteron, they will not listen, leading most in Talmina to believe the truth: that Patteron has been infected with evil.

This is where you come in. A prophet, standing on Talmina's castle wall at the brink of the war yelled out, "You will fight, Patteron, without knowing why, and only after a score will the end-bringers come!" Unfortunately, before the prophet could proclaim any more, or explain what he meant, an arrow claimed his life as the first casualty of the war. But the prophecy is to come true. You have been called, summoned from the distant land of Mandedor. You must travel through the lands, getting stronger than not only men, but armies of men. You will learn magic, you will gain inhuman strength, and you will defeat the evil behind the battlers of Patteron.

Or the world shall surely end.

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Classes:

Warrior — These men and women focus on their physical strength, and pay little attention to their magical capabilities. Their attacks are short-range, yet they are also agile and able to avoid attacks more easily than most.
Warriors are muscular, often with bulging muscles even when they don't flex. They are usually of average height. They are the strongest of the three classes.
Warriors are usually wearing lots of armor, as well as some way to hold their weapon when they are not using it.

Mage — The opposite of the warrior, these men and women focus mainly on their magical abilities. The stronger magic users are able to summon great beasts or large natural phenomenon. They are also able to be healers; it is rumored that the strongest healing mages have the power to revive the dead, but this has never been witnessed.
Mages are usually frail, physically. They're the smallest of the classes, and they (usually) aren't ashamed of it.
Mages wear robes, usually of a thick cloth material. Most experienced mages wear magic-increasing jewelry. They carry around their weapon as a walking stick.

Archer — Precision and power from a distance are what these men and women are about. Using arrows, they attack from afar, staying in safety. They are also nimble, able to dodge practically any projectile. They may choose to learn magic, but it is magic that is usually focused on enchanting either their arrows or themselves.
Archers are not especially strong, but they are very good at stringing a bow quickly and firing it even more quickly. They are nimble, being the most agile of the three classes.
Archers wear light, yet strong clothing so they are not hindered in movement. Their bows are worn around their torsos and their quiver on their back. Most Archers learn the spell to regenerate arrows early on.

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Okay, this is basically an RPG inside of an RPG. It's an RPG where you're yourself, and you become the character in the RPG that you join. Kind of a crazy idea, but we'll work with it. One character per person, and I would prefer if you used your real self (or as close to your real self) for the "real" character.

Real Name: (what you really call yourself, nicknames are fine)
Gender: (um, duh)
Personality: (this is you, so put your own personality down here)
-- -- RPG FORM START -- --
(this is the form that appears in the RPG that your character joins)
Name: (Make it sound ancient; I don't want to see anyone named Joe or Katie)
Gender: (This should be obvious)
Class: (Warrior, Mage, or Archer; affects your appearance)
Bodily Appearance: (Include all details; if you don't put it down, I'm going to assume it's not there)
Clothing Appearance: (Again, if you don't put it down, it's not there)
Weapon: (Warriors have swords, axes, maces, etc.; Mages have staves, rods, etc.; Archers have bows; Warriors, include your weapon holder [sheath, etc.])
-- -- RPG FORM FINISH -- --
Changed Personality: (how have you changed by being sucked into the RPG?)
Other: (what? it's just Other, what harm can it do?)

My form:
Real Name: Mike
Gender: Male
Personality: Mike is a typical 'nice guy.' He makes friends easily, keeps them easily, and wouldn't turn his back on them unless they hurt him. He's smart, witty, sarcastic at times, but never straight-out mean. He doesn't start fights, tries to avoid ones others start, and tries talking his way out of the ones he gets into.
-- -- RPG FORM START -- --
Name: Merenwen Demithon
Gender: Female
Class: Mage
Bodily Appearance: Taller than average for a mage, around 5'10". Skinny body shape, with what seems like not enough muscle to go around, and a pale skin tone that makes her look even creepier. Her eyes are ice blue, and her hair, which falls a few inches past her shoulders when loose, is a whitish blond, adding to her pale appearance. She has a scar halfway across the middle of her right cheek, the remnant of an old duel. She also tends to keep her hair up in two ponytails at the top of her head, each tie covered with a pale red sphere about three inches in diameter.
Clothing Appearance: Merenwen does not wear full-body robes, as is typical of most mages. For a bottom: she wears a loose, soft cloth skirt that barely reaches her knees; it is blood-red in color, with large (3-inch tall), skinny white runes sewn at the bottom hem that say her name in Runic. For a top: she wears a similarly loose, long-sleeve, hooded tunic of the same cloth (she rarely wears the hood up); it is the same color as the skirt, and has the same runes around the bottom hem, which barely reaches her waist; underneath she has a white, skin-tight, sleeveless top which fits her snugly and reaches about two inches below her breasts. For footwear: she wears soft leather boots, a reddish-brown in color, that cover her feet and have straps that wrap around her legs, up to a couple inches below her knees. She wears magically-bound, thin, gold bracelets on her arms (they can only come off when she wants to take them off), as well as a small gold ring set with a flat ruby on her left ring finger.
Weapon: Merenwen has a rod, five feet in length. It is a hard ebony shaft, black, about one and a half inches thick, with a silvery-metal base (the bottom six inches) and a three-inch diameter red sphere (that matches the ones on her ponytails) at the top.
-- -- RPG FORM FINISH -- --
Changed Personality: Mike is a lot quieter now, mostly owing to his body change. In Merenwen's body, he's subdued, often seen brooding. He's no longer good at making friends, not that he doesn't try. He snaps back when he thinks he's been insulted, and sometimes lets his anger rise without meaning to.
Other: *smacks other around a bit with a large trout*

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Alright! While I'm not sure if I'll get as much interest as I'm anticipating, I am going to cap the sign-ups at 12 people, minus one because of mine makes 11 more people and that's it. I am going to try and keep the 3 classes balanced, so only 4 per class. You can reserve a spot for yourself, but spot reservations will only be held for 2 days (to the minute).

CLARIFICATION: Yes, this RPG has open sign-ups, unlike my other one which has closed sign-ups.

And if there's not enough detail in your form, sorry, but I won't accept you.

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Warriors - CLOSED
~ Shae M'taal
~ Drakiaku
~ Celeste Alcaeus Draco
~ Shan Orison

Mages - CLOSED
~ Merenwen Demithon
~ Nairi Freyignen
~ Gaishan Silvarin
~ Asterales

Archers
~ Tyrael
~ Scieszka D'eshenoir
~ Amatagyonne Ts'tavlenoque
~ Claude

[Dark-San]

I meant to reserve a spot but since VP already indicated that the reservation would only be effective for two days, I thought I might just as well sign in now. Sorry that the sign up is a bit brief since I only done it in 2 minutes flat.

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Real Name: Meng or Dark-san (Eitherway is fine)
Gender: Male
Personality: An anime otaku. But I doubt anyone would understand it, so I would elaborate a little more.

Dark-san is usually a good natured guy. Easily to fool around with and strangers can easily interact with him just because he is way too friendly. However when it comes into serious matters, you would see a totally changed Dark-san. He demands things to be seriously done and when a certain portion of the task is not complete as to his satisfaction, he put up a totally over- scrastic front to pressure his team mate into doing his task. In short, he is the worst team player to those not performing up to his expectation.

-- -- RPG FORM START -- --

Name: Tyrael

Gender: Male

Class: Archer

Bodily Appearance: There is no difference if you compared it to the present me. A slim mild built body that stands at 1.75 metres, weighing around 73 Kilos. Possessed a typical bespectacled Asian look but then the only thing that stands out is his dyed chrome brown hair.

Clothing Appearance: I wouldn't describe it well so I will link it up with a Quincy picture. It should be exactly on what he is wearing but then replaced his bow with a crossbow.

Weapon: Crossbow and a dagger that is hidden by the side of his boots. My character believes that Archers should not just restrict themselves to one weapon usage. In the case of an emergency when your bow should failed you, it is always advisable that you could armed yourselves quickly and efficiently. For that, my character believes that the dagger is the best next alternative weapon. Since it is light and quite handy to have around.

-- -- RPG FORM FINISH -- --

Changed Personality: You could called it post-anime syndrome. After having thoughts of having to miss my usual dosage of anime, I becomes a bit more irritated. A little provocation to me and you would catch me hurling tons of vulgarities towards the one responsible. And at times, this confrontation could get violent.

Besides that he had become more industrious ever since his RPG conversion. He secretly keeps a little notebook that records every new things he comes across with. The slightest details or difference does not escape from his eyes. My character knows only one magic spell. Unlike the rest of his archer peers who could used magic to increase their arrow shots, my character's magic is more on increasing his Dex during critical situations. In another words, though his shots are smaller in number, they are more accurate.

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Hey VP, I am not sure on when your RPG is going to start, but just take note that I would be inactive for the next three days. What else is the reason besides being New Year celebrations right? ^.~

Either way with this character details should be more than enough for you to work around with. I will update my character more when I return from my three days of happening.

[Toxicity]

...and now I have reason to work back into being active again!

Real Name: Laura
Gender: Female
Personality: Described by some as being the "all-around nice girl," Laura strives to be as sweet and honest as possible to everybody she meets. In spite of this nature of hers, she tends to be a lot quieter than most, as if something in her past had driven her to her current state of shyness. Even though she'll never turn down a good time and cheering up those around her, it's as if she's lying to herself - a sort of modesty in thinking that she doesn't deserve happiness for herself. She has a bit of a lighthearted wit and can twist anything she's seen or heard into something funny, although she knows when to be serious.
-- -- RPG FORM START -- --
Name: Nairi Freyignen, although this name is often shortened to "Nai" or "Frey" for convenience
Gender: Female
Class: Mage
Bodily Appearance: Nai only stands at around 5'1" with a thin build that comes close to being on the borderline between sick and healthy; in spite of this, she still manages to keep a feminine face and small bust to assure others of her gender. Her skin is a pale tan color, and her hair, dark and dull, is often messy and kept at about shoulder-length. The only truly exotic feature of her physical appearance, however, are her eyes, both wide and filled with a subtle glimmer of inner struggle. She has heterochromia - her left eye is dark brown, and her right eye has the dark blue of a clear midnight sky. There are a few scars along her back, along with a constant bruise color on the back of her neck's base and a birthmark resembling an teardrop on her right shoulder.
Clothing Appearance: Nai, much like the average member of her class, is adorned in robes, although in her case, her robes have been modified to enable a sufficient amount of stealth and speed (see Tsukasa from .hack//SIGN as a reference). This consists of a slightly tattered dark blue robe as an underlayer, hemmed up to end at the middle of her calf level, although she still sometimes battles with baggy sleeves. The top layer is more jacket-like - a short-sleeved light grey tunic with a hood often worn during bad weather or when she wishes to be alone. Her feet are covered by dusty brown slippers, and around her neck is a thin hemp cord holding a cross carved from a dark wood. Also, to aid in gripping her weapon, Nai wears a pair of fingerless gloves the same color as her shoes.
Weapon: Nai's staff is fashioned from a sturdy wood with a color almost the same as bone, its total length measuring out to be nearly six feet, the first two inches coated by a small iron base to protect the staff from splintering after impact with harder surfaces. However, the final six inches are branched out to curve back towards each other, the gap between these two ends occupied by an orb carved from a clear, almost pearl-like stone.
-- -- RPG FORM FINISH -- --
Changed Personality: Laura appears to be a little less cheery now, almost always serious and deeply concerned for the welfare of those going through a rough patch in their life. She often feels an almost psychic connection to the general mood of her surroundings, often leading to a nervous breakdown when she can sense too many clashing emotions at once. Although quiet, she will speak when comforting somebody, or to defend somebody or herself when provoked.
Other: Both Laura and Nai have a memory that can be equated to that of an elephant.

Hope this is good enough. ^^;

[Fai D. Flowright]

*pops in* Mao! I'd like to make a quickie reservation! I could use a nice distraction right now (before classes start again). If I may, I'll grab one of those Archer positions, which is a bit unlike my previously characters for this RPG. I'll probably take my old character and edit him though...

Can't wait! ^_^

[Bulbasaur4]

I'd like to reserve an Archer spot for myself, and I'm also reserving a spot for Dr.McNinja as a mage.

(His internet is hiccuping...)

We'll be posting our sign-ups tomorrow or the next day so we stay in teh time limit. ^_^

[VirtualPlay]

Well, everyone has their spots for now. Toxicity is currently the only one with a guaranteed spot, I will give Dark-san 4 days since he has part of a form up, but everyone else has 2 days to at least get the start of a form up to keep their spot.

Come on, let's see some warriors here!

[Roy Karrde]

* Runs in screaming * Reserving Mage Reserving Mage!

[VirtualPlay]

And with that, Mage sign-ups/reservations are closed unless someone drops. This is why I limited the amount of each class...

[Prof. Jb Wolf]

...Oh why the hell not lets give this another try...


Real Name: Jon
Gender: Male
Personality: A self titled 'nice guy', Jon is fairly affable and friendly. He can be a bit loud and boisterous, but is quite understanding towards most people. Fiercely loyal to his friends, he often feels he has to look out for them and is always willing to lend a helping hand or sympathetic ear.
~~ ~~ RPG FORM START ~~ ~~
Name: Shae M'taal
Gender: Male
Class: Warrior
Bodily Appearance: Stocky with broad shoulders and fairly thick arms, Shae looks some times as if he was carved from rock. His auburn hair is cut short, though his bangs have grown out and a long tail of hair reaches down to between his shoulders. He would be quite handsome except for his missing eye and scars. One scar cuts across his left cheek and over his nose, a smaller scar running parallel right beneath it. A larger third scar cuts vertically over his missing left eye and intersects the one running horizontally across his face. His remaining eye is a dark ruby color that burns with an inner light, as if to make up for the loss of its twin.
Clothing Appearance: Wears a heavy suit of armor that includes a long coat, leggings, and gauntlets made of leather covered with overlapping pieces of metal, like the scales of a dragon. The scales are cunningly wrought so that they bend with his movements granting him greater flexibility despite how heavy his armor is. The metal is a dull iron grey and the leather beneath it a dark brown. The plain belt around his waist is made of a darker black leather with variety of pouches for carrying various things. Underneath the armor Shae wears a forest green tunic and iron-shod boots. A dark crimson scarf and cloak weathered with time over his armor.
Weapon: Shae's primary weapon is an axehammer - a broad half-moon blade on one side of the head and a squarish block of steel on the opposite. The shaft is about is as long as his arm and he keeps it on a loop on his belt. A makhaira (a large knife with a slight backwards curve) is set in a simple sheath at his back horizontally with the hilt sticking slightly out. Keeps a dagger in his boot and on a sheath in the gauntlet on his left am. He also carries a heavy wooden shield, the front stamped with the image of a hound's head, on his back when not in use.
~~ ~~ RPG FORM FINISH ~~ ~~
Changed Personality: Jon has not changed much, having taken the whole change in stride. Having been a big fan of fantasy whether anime or video games, he is eager to go on this adventure. The only thing that may have changed is that he's become more protective of his comrades if only because they're the only link he has left to his old life.
Other: Has a feeeling he's done this before...

[Bulbasaur4]

Real Name: Kalah
Gender: Female
Personality: A little quirky, very creative and pretty compassionate about a lot of things. She believes optimism is the best outlook on life and there isn't any point on being negative. Frowns upon those who use harsh words and is a little bit protective of those who are 'weak'- or picked on a lot. Loves dreaming and has a big outlook on the world. She's extremely empathic. Yadayada etc..
-- -- RPG FORM START -- --

Name: Amatagyonne Ts'tavlenoque (Ah-maht-ah-gee-ohwn Ts-ta-vlehn-oh-keh) <You can call him Gyonne or Amat for short. ^_~>

Gender: Male

Class: Archer

Bodily Appearance: Amatagyonne has a strong, firmly toned body that is packed within a gracefully carved frame. His shoulders are perhaps the most noticable part of his frame, being like those of a swimmer- large and toned from stringing a bow. His waist however is slender, creating a vivid contrast against his upper body. However his legs and arms are slender, yet toned as if he made it an immense habit to run, leap and climb everywhere. His skin has a radiant sun-touched glow, causing his pure light blonde hair to stand out well against his skin. His hair is slightly wavy, never being really straight nor curly, and his haircut is short and fluffy. A few strands of his hair brush down along the front of his ears and his eyes. His eyes are an ice-bitten sea foam green and bordered by thick dark eyelashes. (In fact, his eyebrows are a brown color as well... not the same color as his hair.) He also has a black, swirling tribal-like tattoo along his right shoulder (along the bicept.)

Clothing Appearance: Amatagyonne wears deep ruddy brown boots that go halfway up his calves and are tightly tied together with leather string. Long, thin forest-green/gray pants are tucked neatly into his boots and cling to his lower frame. A nice reddish-brown belt clasps around his waste with a unique and elaborate silver buckle. (This is where he ties around several small bags of herbs and such.) Upon his upper half he wears a thin light green/gray sleeveless shirt, that is barely seen due to the auburn-brown leather vest that tightly wraps about his upper body. Dark leather strings tie the vest together, and several swirl-like tribal markings similiar to his tattoo are carved into the leather to give it a rather expensive and unique look. With a little bit of flair, Amatagyonne wears leather gloves that go halfway up his forearms and are marked in the same similiar way as his vest. He also wears a strange ruddy red leather choker collar around his neck, that has a similiar silver swirled pendent melded into the front. (It looks like the same one that is on his leather buckle, being swirly and intertwined silver to slightly look like that of a moon or star.)

Weapon: Amatagyonne has a large bow that is made out of extremely flexible wood. The color itself is a light greenish white color, with intricate etchings along the handle made in a darker green color. His arrows are the same light greenish white color, but the arrow heads are made out of a dark, black onyx color that are semi-transparent and the end of each arrow is fastened with a few feathers of all different sorts of colors from different birds. His quiver holds about 25 arrows, and the quiver's color the same reddish brown as most of his leather. Amatagyonne is more of a 'sniper' like archer, waiting for teh right shot and bringing down a target with the least amount of arrows as possible but more leathal hits.

-- -- RPG FORM FINISH -- --
Changed Personality: Kalah, now as Amatagyonne, feels more empowered. More strength added in with her empathy gives Amatagyonne a big sense of responsibility and a 'guardian' aspect of the group. Constantly watching over everyone, she/he now feels more like a leader than a follower. Amatagyonne also must deal with his... 'ahem' manly bits, which is a new adventure and change all together.
Other: Amatagyonne doesn't have magic and doesn't seem to have a knack for it what-so-ever. However, Amatagyonne does seem to have an extreme affinity for nature and can commune with many animals and is great with mixing herbs and things of nature to make little herbal remedies. (He's like a little nature homemaker! XD) Upon awaking, he soon finds himself befriending an animal companion. (I'm not sure what yet... either a hawk, fox or perhaps an elk. XD)

[Dr.McNinja]

Real Name: Bryan

Gender: Male

Personality: Cheerful, Exhuberant, Curious, and Devoted to those he cares about. He can be forgetful and tends to forget small details sometimes though he means well.

-- -- RPG FORM START -- --
(this is the form that appears in the RPG that your character joins)

Name: Gaishan Silvarin

Gender: Male

Class: Mage

Bodily Appearance: Gaishan is somewhat short and slight, fitting for his choice of skills though he has managed to avoid the sickly, frail appearance of many studious mages due to his time in the wilds. What muscles he has are lean as beyond what is required for travel and defense he has not overly trained his body. His mid-length black hair is tied back in a single ponytail, framing his hairline around his piercing blue eyes. His skin is suntouched yet still fine. His hands seem particularly deft, the fingers nimble looking.

Clothing Appearance: Gaishan’s clothes are functional yet still remaining somewhat refined.
Blackened leather covers his chest, legs, and arms in the form of a cuirass, belt, graves, boots, pauldrons, and gloves. Lacking decoration, the armor is purely functional, the only decoration being a thin silver trim along their edges. The leather itself is rigid enough to provide some protection yet would not truly be called armor, being thinner and more flexible than true armor. Over it all he wears a silken, black cloak trimmed similarly. A few rings dot his fingers while around his neck he wears a small silver pendant depicting two spread wings.

Weapon: Gaishan wields what seems to be a simple walking stick, completely smooth and straight. When he begins to use his magic however, it “opens” up into something looking a lot more like Gandalf’s original staff from LotR (when he was still Gandalf the Gray) complete with a rough crystal at its top.

-- -- RPG FORM FINISH -- --

Changed Personality: Bryan’s mind has become sharper, his natural curiosity expanded and his intellect enhanced somewhat. He has gained a dry wit due to their situation though it usually is more wry than biting. Additionally he sometimes can overextend himself, not used to the limits of his body nor the type of fatigue magic puts on it. This leads to him trying to push himself beyond what he obviously should.

Other: Gaishan’s magic is strongly linked to the terrain and earth around him, making him somewhat of a Geomancer.

[SmearGal]

Hey, VP-lala.
I'd like to reserve a Warrior spot, I'll probably get my sign-up done tomorrow.
Err. Today? It's past midnight isn't it... (ramble)

<3
Smear
PS: Happy belated. :'D

[VirtualPlay]

Everyone who has a completed form is accepted and finalized.

Because of the whole 'New Year' thing today, I'm extending the deadline for reservations to three days instead of two. Therefore, everyone else who is not accepted has until his or her 3-day mark to finish their sign-up or they lose their class reservation (except Dark, whom I will allow posting up to his 5-day mark).

[Roy Karrde]

Finally got my character done! No she isn't a Loli, well she is by some standards, but do not expect anything close to sexual from her. The basis of the character is on my 4 year old cousin, who thinks the world of me. Which is pretty much why her parents basically dropped her off in my room during Christmas as if I was the resident baby sitter.

Real Name: David Ryan Lutz
Gender: Male
Personality: He has grown to be very open to some one, and finds making friends very easily. He has a bit of a temper, which he gets from his father, but around his friends he tends to bite down his anger after it shows. He can usually take a lot of abuse and a lot of torment, usually even offering to be a shoulder to cry on or a punching bag for anyone having problems.
-- -- RPG FORM START -- --
(this is the form that appears in the RPG that your character joins)
Name: Asterales ( Other wise known as Astera or Squirt )
Gender: Female
Class: Mage
Bodily Appearance: She is around three feet, eight inches, with dirty blonde hair that dips down to her shoulders. She has a small button nose that is slightly upturned, with hazel eyes and all of her baby teeth. She has small dimples on each cheek, with a smile that tends to melt anyone’s heart.
Clothing Appearance: Everything on her looks as if it was made several sizes too large, From the leather skinned shoes she wears, which slap against her feet every time she walks. To the long flowing gray robe that looks to be made for some one twice her age. The robe drags along her feet, sometimes even trailing behind her. The sleeves to the robe hand down far past her hands, which causes her hands to almost never leave the sleeves of the robe, even when she is pointing at something she wants. The gray robe has black trim around the sleeves and going down and around the trim, with a very worn and faded pattern of what used to be a black stitched picture of a castle. The picture nearly disappeared as the thread has either fallen out or merged with the gray cloth color.
Weapon: She has a short rod, the handle of which is the same color yellow of a pencil. Sitting on top of the handle is a round orb with swirling pink mist inside.
-- -- RPG FORM FINISH -- --
Changed Personality: She has almost a abundant amount of energy now, and tends to use most of it. She retains her friendly personality but her temper has increased, to the point that she gets mad quickly when some one makes fun of her sex, age, or height. She expects to be treated as a child, but also a grown up at the same time, and will usually kick you in the leg if you make her mad.
Other: When she casts magic, it usually sends her tumbling backwards.

[Fai D. Flowright]

Real Name: Fai
Gender: Male
Personality: Very outgoing and willing to help. He is a person who can be thought of as being funny and witty at the same time. Despite being the social butterfly that he seems to be, Fai does enjoy being in solitude every once in a while, just to get away from it all. He seems to always be able to see the best in things, though usually the "best in the worst" (an optimistic pessimist, if you will), but still gets through it with a consistant smile on his face! He's what other's might consider to be a 'nurturer', particularly in the emotional sense.

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Name: Scieszka D'eshenoir
Gender: Female
Class: Archer
Bodily Appearance: Scieszka has quite the nimble form, allowing her to swiftly move about. A little tall, standing just short of 6', her blueish lavender hair fades to silver-white as it wavily falls just below her shoulders and naturally flares outward. It's parted slightly on the right with a gently curving line that gives her head a little more dimension. Scieszka's eyes are a dim jade green; not exactly piercing, but kindly noticeable. These colors blend well into her vaguely elongated face. The rest of her body follows the streamline design, only having a chest size that would be considered a large A or small B cup. Otherwise, the rest of her body is well toned, suited for clean, swift maneuverability. Her hands and feet are of average size while being equally balanced between legs and torso.
Clothing Appearance: As per her battle class, Sceiszka wears clothes that allow her to move freely, but still show off her unbalanced sense of style. As a top, she wears an orchid purple mock-neck, sleeveless sweater with a white border that shows about 5" of her midriff. She also sports a quarter cape that falls just short of her elbows around the front. The cape is turquoise blue with a black border and has a long, flowing piece in the back that sticks out on her left side like a single reverse luna moth wing that extends down to her thigh. She wears elbow-length, orchid gloves with the index and ring fingers cut out. On the bottom, Scieszka wears a turquoise pant skirt that angles from her right mid-thigh to her left knee; the edge is embroidered with a black tribal pattern. Tied off on her left hip is a panel made of leather that is dyed orchid with a sewn white trim. The panel itself is designed like another luna moth wing that wraps back around her right leg. As for shoes, Scieszka quite simply prefers to be barefoot, but she does wear a small anklet on her left foot that is a small pointed crystal on a black cord with various blue and purple glass and silver beads.
Weapon: Scieszka's bow, thusly named "Flitz", is a cross between a short bow and a lyre. Appropriately matching her hair color and fading style, the handle is lavender and fades to white. Flitz' frame is a peculiar, unknown composite material that looks like twisted and amalgmated metal (which vaguely resembles the tribal pattern on her pant skirt) that comes to a point at both ends; rounded on the top, flat on the bottom. Along the shaft, small vine-like curls protrude from the various edges, giving the design a surreal natural look. Being a lyre, the shape is a asymmetrical; straight along the bottom with a soft curve along the top. On the inside curve are a number of strings of growing lengths that are all instrumental, but the last string is the actual bow string. As such, Scieszka always keeps repair string in a small pouch tied to her panel strap, not only for her bow but for her instrument as well. She can use this string as a weapon, like piano wire, or as a connection to her arrows, like a grappling hook. Her quiver is white and attached to her cape for quick access to her left hand.

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Changed Personality: Before, somewhat mature and conceptual, Fai is now a bit more...distracted. Feeling more suited to be a woman's body, his personality has shifted to a more genuine happiness, since he lacks the fear and concentration required to balance his old personality in a male body. Also, along with Scieszka's lyre, the two musical personalities splice to make a new person that seems to consistantly be surrounded by music. Whether through humming, whistling, or just plucking out randon notes on the bow, particularly to songs that Fai knew in real life, melodies and rhythm just seem to continuously flow from her body.
Other: Unfortunately for Fai, Scieszka is a lefty, causing her to be a horrible shot due to Fai being originally right handed. *fires arrow at Other and misses by a mile*

[Crystal Tears]

I'd like to reserve a spot as a warrior please.

[SmearGal]

And here you go, one reserved Warrior spot completed.

Real Name: Caitlin; goes by a myriad of nicknames such as Kat, Smear, The Pants, etc.
Gender: Female last I checked.
Personality: Friendly once she gets to know you, though sometimes reclusive around those she doesn't. Or at least, reclusive in the sense that she sort of detaches and goes into seeming-ADD mode, which usually screws over her chance of befriending the stranger since they find her too weird. (True story). She has this little problem 'bout betraying a promise, so she's very true to her word and will always try to help out anyone that needs it.

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Name: Drakiaku (Drakku for short.) [Can be different if you don't approve.]
Gender: Female
Class: Warrior
Bodily Appearance: She managed to maintain her height, (a whopping 5'7.. woo..) though has definitely gained a bit more muscle. Her hair is dark brown hair with red highlights, though with her armour it only peeks out the back. She has perpetual helmet-hair (which at first bothers her, but she gives up on it). She has bluish-green eyes, a summer tan that has mostly faded away, and a slim, well-built figure. She is no female bodybuilder, and what muscle she has is not blaringly obvious, so her warrior peers often think she's inadequate.
Clothing Appearance: Under everything, she wears very comfortable, breathable clothing, as everything gets rather hot under the armour. Above that layer, she wears a thin, full-length chainmail, a black tunic, and often a cloth facemask that covers her nose and mouth, often all visible beneath her armour. [And oh god, the armour.. I'll get a pic drawn because the armour was being annoying to describe, don't know if I did it effectively.] Her armour is a deep black with an almost metallic shine. The helmet looks like a cross between a Japanese Odoshi headpiece and a broken horse skull, creating a jagged, monster-like appearance to intimidate her enemies. It is adorned with sharp teeth and horns to give it an even deadlier look, made of ivory to compliment the black of her armour. Her shoulders are protected by sharpened plates that add to her theme. The chestplate is simple, covering her upper torso and turning into rippling plates on her stomach to allow for easier movement. It is decorated with white etchings in simple patterns, and is strapped by a black leather to the armour plating on her back. The backplate is adorned with a crest of Mandedor and follows the pattern of the front; the base then tapers into a well-worn, ripped, thick fabric to flutter behind her as a decorative tail. Her arms are protected front and back by white leather, held in place by strips of black fabric wrapped 'round them. She wears thin black gloves, as she needs her hands as flexible as possible to work with her weapons. Her legs are bound as her arms are, though the leather on her shins also hold her secondary weapons. Her boots, a worn black leather and the most comfortable she can manage to have, hide all but the hilts of her daggers. The boots are equipped with a sharp, ivory claw on the back and three matching ones on the front. For kicking. Kicking ass.
Weapon: Her main weapon is a scimitar, a one-handed sword with a curving blade. The pommel flares out into a small crescent shape and the crossguard matches this, pointing in towards the blade. It has a simple tassel, black with white patterns sewn into it to match the scabbard. She ties the sheathe to one of the straps near the bottom of her chestplate. In the rare event of losing her sword, she has the daggers on both of her shinguards ready to grab. The hilts are similar to her sword's, but much smaller, of course.

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Changed Personality: She's a lot more reserved now when she's around people she doesn't know. Though, she's now a lot more aggressive and sometimes finds herself almost asking for a fight if the people around her start to get on her nerves. She still tries to be friendly, though, but it's a lot harder.
Other: ["Alright! You sir, how about a shave? Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.."]

<3 Smear

[Dark-San]

Hey VP, there should not be anything else that I would want to add on to. So yupz, you could take the above sign up as my final confirmation.

[Shizo]

Can I play? 'Cause I wanna play. And it seems fun to play a character who routinely refers to his creator as "Psychobitch" while keeping my own persona (mostly).

Real Name: Anjana
Gender: F
Personality: Rather eccentric and dynamic, she switches between quiet introspection of the universe and her place in it at not-so-quiet introspection on destroying the Empire State building and erecting a replica made of legos before the dust clears and people notice the slight change in the New York skyline. She seems to give off an aura of intelligence, which is immediately noted to reside next to an aura of possibly controlled insanity. She is caring and concerned with the feelings of others; it's just that she's never mastered the delicate artistry known as "small talk." It should be noted that she is sarcastic, but is horrible at detecting sarcasm.

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Name: Shan Orison
Gender: M
Class: Warrior
Bodily Appearance: To start....Long goldish-auburn hair that's usually tied in a loose braid except for a set of bangs that just barely cover the tops of his eyes, which are a muddy green. He has a larger than usual nose, and bears a slightly haunted appearace, though that's usually overshadowed by a small grin. He doesn't seem overly muscular (no bulging biceps or anything) until you realize that he's basically all muscle. There are many scars covering his body, the most notable ones are the one that seems to pierce straight though his sternum and an odd blackened one on the base of his neck, though there are plenty of others to catch ones eye, like the upper left arm that looks as though it lost all its skin once and the scars on his back that seemed to have come from being flayed severely.
Clothing Appearance: He prefers wearing clothing that completely covers him. Underneath his armor is a long sleeve green shirt, leather breeches, and well-made and well-worn leather boots. He prefers lighter boiled leather or chainmail armor to match his agile fighting style (DEX over STR, bitches, though he has plenty of both). For now his armor is a mix of leather with chainmail over his chest. He wears leather handguards, but no helm, as he relies heavily upon his perhephial vision. He usually wears a large, very worn leather poncho that can effectively conceal his weapon and he carries a cylindrical and patched bag for his sleeping bag and larger basic supplies. All his valuables, however, are strung out on belt-purses that hang on a reddish leather belt that has a curled cat for the buckle (yes, it doesn't scream "fierce warrior" but it was on sale i.e. "booty").
Weapon: He uses a plain steel bastard sword (which he usually can wield with only one hand) that is held in a plain leather sheath that rests on his back. He also has a long dagger tied to the back of his belt when getting his main weapon may not be quick enough.
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Changed Personality: Shan is quite a bit more level-headed and possesses a great deal more common sense that Anjana (though that's not saying a lot. Anything's more than zero). Shan is also slightly paranoid, since Shan/Anjana knows what sort of crap Anjana tends to get him stuck into.
Other: Possesses a small amount of Empathy, so he can read the basic emotions of people around him as well as getting a good sense of whether they're lying or not.
He is a firm believer in the "Loot the Bodies" philosophy.

[VirtualPlay]

Okay, there is now only one slot left open for an Archer position, all Mages and Warriors are filled. Everyone else is accepted, except for CT who has a spot reserved.

And Dark, since you couldn't think of a name, I would like to suggest "Tyrael" for you. If you don't mind it, then I'll consider you complete; otherwise, we'll have to find some other name for your char.

[Dark-San]

Yuppers, will do. But it sounded a bit 'warrior- ish' to me. Still it is better than nothing, since I know nuts about historical names.

Start on, dudes.

[Crystal Tears]

Real Name: Sierra
Gender: Female
Personality: Sierra is naturally a very shy person. She takes a while to truly warm up to people and that makes most believe she is stuck up; this is not true. She’s kind, caring, and a good listener. She doesn’t talk much, not unless she’s good friends with the person or people. She’s very secretive and, though she tries very hard not too, tends to lie. A very open-minded, imaginative and creative person, Sierra states proudly that she would rather see the world through a child’s eyes because everything is magical and not ruined by science explaining everything. However, one of her major flaws is her random temper. Sometimes she has a short fuse or a very long one. Another flaw is that she tends to get very depressed when she feels like an outcast and lonely.
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Name: Celeste Alcaeus Draco
Gender: Female
Class: Warrior
Bodily Appearance: She has a seemingly permanent but not overbearing tan in a pale green hue. With hypnotic eyes and a built body, Celeste looks strong, beautiful, and rather intimidating. Her body is built enough for the muscles to quite frequently been seen, but she is no body builder (toned, I believed). Celeste’s body is quite simply lean and somewhat defined. What takes away from her intimidating appearance is her height. Unlike Sierra, who stood at 5’8’’, she’s 5’5’’. Her hair is short and boyishly cut so that her black hair parts on the left, the bangs reaching her nose, and it tapers around to the nape of her neck. All this adds to a very attractive woman who can easily intimidate people without trying.

Clothing Appearance:
(Unseen for the most part) First Layer: Loose, comfortable, black tank top that’s worn, and black short shorts.
Second Layer: Over her tank top is a royal blue, skin tight, long sleeved shirt that even covers her hands and fingers like gloves. It has a thicker, much more durable hood that isn’t hidden under her armour. Over top of that is silver chainmail (no sleeves) that comes down to around her mid-thigh, slightly like a skirt. Coming up to just above her socks are royal blue ‘long socks’.
Third Layer: Mostly armour, on her arms are white plates of armour that are sleek and lined with silver. The smaller, more flexible plates of metal on her fingers curl into tips that fade to deep blue, creating something along the lines of claws. Stemming from the middle of her hand’s white plate is a thicker, blue plate, much like gauntlets, that protect her wrists and lower arm even more. Her chest plate is snow white and small, which forms nicely around her chest and in the middle, has a glistening blue gem. That piece of armour comes to her hips before stopping. Attached to the inside of the armour is a torn blue cape that drapes from her hips down to a bit below her knees. Also streaming from the inside of the chest plate is thick, durable leather that has ‘shingles’ of armour which come around and hang on her upper thighs and hips. Coming up to the middle of her thighs is her leg armour; sleek white lined with silver and inlayed with blue, they are sleek and finish off the main parts of armour.
Forth Layer: Simple decorative designs, elegantly melded into bird wings, cover from plates of royal blue armour on her shoulders (extending away from her head), elbows, and knees. She has two scabbards, one for the long sword, which she draws over her left shoulder, and for the short sword, from under her left arm.

Despite so many layers, the armour doesn’t restrict or hinder her movement much. Its rather beautiful armour (which I might resort to drawing because of this rather poor description XD)

Weapon: Primarily a sleek long sword that’s 56 inches long (just the blade). It has a blue ribbon tied around its hilt. She also has a smaller, short sword whose blade is 27 inches long, with a silver ribbon tied around it.
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Changed Personality: Despite feeling much prettier and quite a bit stronger, Celeste is actually shyer than Sierra. She tends to hang around her friends and avoid contact with the ones she doesn’t know. However, one difference is Celeste will defend herself if taunted, unlike Sierra, who would just ignore it and take it all in (to dwell on later, and create characters like these *snickers*).
Other: Um…

[VirtualPlay]

CT: You're accepted, so nobody is hanging over with just a reserve anymore.

I will be writing my first post over the weekend sometime, so I hopefully will have this started by Monday. There is only one Archer spot left, so whoever gets it first gets it and will be the last sign up.

So yeah...that's about it.

[darktyranitar]

*meekly raise hand* Can I join too? I suddenly have a craving for RPing atm...

I'll try to get the sign up done by Sunday, or by Monday the latest.

Thanks in advance

[VirtualPlay]

Well, you have the last slot, but only for 2 days since New Year's is gone. If you don't have it by 9:51 AM on Sunday, the slot will be opened up again.

[darktyranitar]

Alright, here's my sign up. Hope it's acceptable:

Real Name: Faiz
Gender: Male

Personality: A bit blurry at times, he tends to misinterpret what the others are saying. Quite easily amused, and can be quite sarcastic. Quite often, he speaks before he thinks – which can result in an awkward moment or two. Not necessarily a lazy bum, but likes to procrastinate a lot. He can be a good listener, but isn’t as excellent when it comes to arguments. He doesn’t like too much attention, and would rather prefer a low profile. Etc, etc, etc…

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Name: Claude

Gender: Male

Class: Archer

Bodily Appearance:Claude stands at about 5’5’’, with a slight but noticeable hunched posture. His skin, especially around his face, has a touch of paleness on them, but it does not, however, mean that he is actually sickly and frail – although his overall elderly (but rather fit and slightly muscular) figure does a good job in amplifying the pale factor.

He has a rather square-framed face, with a powerful jaw, but that was still not quite enough to hide the fact that there were wrinkles that are hanging on his forehead – a definite sign of aging. His eyes were a set of deep, dark brown orbs, with his right eye shining with a dim but persisting vigour. His left eye was slightly marred and a bit dull – there was something that looked like a burn mark, running from his left eyebrow, and going all the way over his left cheek – but he was able to see through the eye. His hair, straight and dull grey in colour, reached until his shoulder length, where it was then neatly tied in a ponytail. He also bore a thick but trim dull grey moustache.

Clothing Appearance: For his upper body, Claude wore an ashen grey short sleeved jacket that appears to be made from a rather curious material that was neither leather nor cotton – which appears to be able to take considerable hit, despite its lightness – overlapping over a muddy brown long sleeved cotton shirt. A length of rag was wrapped on both lower parts of both his palms, offering him a considerable amount of extra gripping.

Dark grey pants, which was darker than the jacket, filled his lower form, encircled by a wood-brown belt that bore some intricate patterns on its clasp. The belt would be where he stores his quiver, as well as a few other paraphernalia. For his footwear, he prefers nothing more than a pair of the good ol’ black boots.

Weapon: He chose a crossbow over the usual bow as his primary weapon. The crossbow is sequoia brown in colour, with no decoration or touching up whatsoever. His quiver, held on by his belt, could only store a maximum amount of seven bolts altogether, so utmost precision is a must. The crossbow operate on the simplest cocking method: firstly, a hook on the end of a strap on was attached to his belt, engaging the bowstring. Holding the crossbow down by putting his foot through the stirrup, he would then draw the bow by straightening his legs. He firmly believes in the unspoken law of archery: it’s either you hit them, or it’s them hitting you.

This would then bring us to his secondary weapon: his agility (if you can’t beat them, then you’d better beat it. Also known as running away like an idiot). But that was strictly for desperate times only: he understands very well the importance of stealth - especially when there were hundred or more projectiles just waiting for the chance to strike you down.


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Changed Personality: For one thing, he possess most of the aspect usually related with an elderly man: occasionally talking loudly, cranky, and being disagreeable at times. He still listens to the others, preferring to follow than to lead. He only has one request: don’t underestimate him for being the old coot he is. And spare him those walking sticks, thank you very much.

Being old can doesn’t make his infrequent case of blurriness better – it only serve in enhancing it, even – but that field is quickly covered with a new sense of daring. While that was not necessarily a good thing (sometimes), it was somehow balanced by his exceptionally sharp reflex and the persisting trait of staying alive. This would mean that he wouldn’t blindly jump into the enemy line without a second pause, as some would have thought. And even if he did, he’ll still find a way to get out of the mess. Luck seems to be always by his side.

Other: For particular reason, he now harbours a liking for one of those smoking pipe. So, go and, mm, get him one of those, mm?


Hey grey/gray...

[Fai D. Flowright]

So...uh.....When is this supposed to start again? *prods VPs shoulder* Heeeeey....Takkun! When are we gonna get going!?! *whines like Mamimi*

(Sorry... Too much FLCL lately! XD)