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 Post subject: [Legacy] Character List
PostPosted: 06 Sep 2008, 15:57 
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[QUOTE=The Enlarged Devil\'s Dictionary]Idiot, n. A member of a large and powerful tribe whose influence in human affairs has always been dominant and controlling. The Idiot\'s activity is not confined to any special field or thought or action, but \'pervades and regulates the whole.\' He has the last word in everything; his decision is unappealable. He sets the fashions off opinion and taste, dictates the limitations of speech and circumscribes conduct with a deadline.[/QUOTE]


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 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 08 Nov 2008, 17:39 
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Name: Aurora Cross
Sex: F
Age: 15
Race: Vampire
Character Appearance: Here
Personality: Very quiet, and generally avoids talking unless something catches her eye.
Weapon(s): N/A
Home Planet: Earth


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 Post subject: My charas~
PostPosted: 09 Nov 2008, 13:56 
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Name: Triahna Von Calsa
Gender: Female
Race: Phantom (Thief)
Age: 16
Appearance: chin-long, light blue, slightly messy hair; gray-silver-ish eyes; very slightly tanned skin; a very dark gray mask covers the right half of her face; wears a sleeveless violet top, black gloves that go a bit over her elbows, a black skirt and violet boots
Character: cheeky and out-going, quite straight forward at times; hates to see injustice; loves to steal treasures and tease her brother; some would describe her as catlike, due to how she can move absolutely silently; is afraid of thunderstorms
History: When Triah was young, her parents were killed by a Sith lord. Since this time, she has been traveling through the space with her older brother Silvan, stealing whenever they needed something (not that Silvan approved of it). Accidentally, the duo landed on the Realm, and there they stayed.
Family: Silvan (older brother)
Martial Status: Single


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 Post subject: My charas~
PostPosted: 09 Nov 2008, 14:02 
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Name: Silvan Von Calsa
Gender: Male
Race: Phantom (sniper)
Age: 18
Appearance: Messy and spiky green hair; slightly paler than Triahna; deep blue eyes (that always look sort of worried); wears a dark green coat, and beneath it a simple dark green shirt, Black pants and black boots; has a thin scar running across the back of his nose
Character: In constant worry about his sister, otherwise quiet and friendly towards pretty much everyone; careful when moving around, but slightly clumsy
History: Same as Triah
Family: Triahna ( 2 years younger sister )
Martial Status: Single


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 Post subject: Meh smexy characters!
PostPosted: 09 Nov 2008, 18:29 
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Name: Vikum "Nos" Reinsweld
Sex: Male
Age: mid-thirties (or looks that age)
Race: Rionulas
Character Appearance: Image
History: Vashta Narada follows him since the begining. Has many children, and thats his total history.
Personality: Can be serious or light and cheerful.
Weapon(s): "The Atom"
Home Planet: Earth

Name:Vashta Narada
Sex:Unknown
Age:Unknown
Race: Vashta Narada
Character Appearance: Image
Has multiple shadows.
History: Has been around since life has been. latched onto a man wearing armor and is now wearing the armor. It has a symbiotic relationship with "Nos"
Personality:Hungry and quiet
Weapon(s): Its self
Home Planet: Many planets that support life.

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 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 10 Nov 2008, 18:15 
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Name: Rythen Aurene Hydraleth
Age: 312
Sex: Female
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Green
Race: Half Chozo, Half Human
Title(s)/Nickname(s): Lady Rythen, Commander Rythen, Dark Huntress
Personality: A very determined woman. Often seems very money driven, and rather over violent, but has a strong loyalty to those she considers friends. She also has a tendancy to do a lot for her crew & ship, but she enjoys the work. When it comes to home, she's very quiet and reflective.
Weapons: Ebony & Ivory, Lathyrnn & Falabris.
Clothes: Usually wearing a plain black short-sleeved dress that comes to a couple of inches below her ass, along with knee-length black high-heeled boots that have the kind of soles used in marching - clickly metal heels. She has a pair of gauntlets that come up past the elbows, with light plated silver armour running all the way up. Her only other peices of armour are a blue and silver chestplate that only covers the breasts, and a shoulder guard of the same colour on the right shoulder. Two brown belts are crossed over her waist, and both have scabbards on them to hold whichever swords she's using.
Home Planet: Faren V


Name: Trear Lian Runari
Age: 306
Sex: Male
Hair Colour: Green
Eye Colour: Blue
Race: Chozo
Title: Lord Trear
Personality: Cheery. He has an insatiable curiousity for the world beyond Faren V, and would love to spend the rest of his life reading the texts that other civilizations left behind. He is oddly calm for someone of the fire element, but with his knight's sword Vethine, he has a fire form that can be every bit as destructive as Entrion. He enjoys cooking and reading. When with Rythen's father or anyone from back home, he tends to be a sarcastic arse.
Weapons: Staff, Vethine.
Clothing: A floor-length red cloak fastened at one shoulder with a gold brooch. Under that is a light blue tunic that's trimmed with gold edging, and loose-fitting trousers of the same colour. His boots are light brown.
Home Planet: Faren V

Name: Nathan Michael Preston-Haywood
Age: 28
Sex: Male(And very proud of that fact)
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Blue
Race: Genetically modified immortal human.
Title: N/A - guy's not THAT good.
Personality: Arrogant, flirty, lazy, and an all-round whore. He does have some decent traits - such as he is a brilliant technical genius, a good barman, and decent in a fight. He's pretty loyal when it comes to friends and especially female ones. Has a huuuuge crush on K-Nea.
Weapons: Katana, modified pistol
Clothes: His favourite item is his trenchcoat, which reaches to his ankles and is black, with some bloodstains that never quite came off still on the back and sleeves. Most of the buttons have come off it, so he usually wears it open. Underneath, he tends to wear plain coloured sleeveless shirts, and what might be classed as skinny black jeans. His boots are black, and have metal sections on the soles. His katana is held by a scabbard attached to a strap usually slung over his shoulder, but can be used as a belt. His pistol is usually attached to his belt or in an inside pocket of his trenchcoat.
Home Planet: Earth.



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[QUOTE=The Enlarged Devil\'s Dictionary]Idiot, n. A member of a large and powerful tribe whose influence in human affairs has always been dominant and controlling. The Idiot\'s activity is not confined to any special field or thought or action, but \'pervades and regulates the whole.\' He has the last word in everything; his decision is unappealable. He sets the fashions off opinion and taste, dictates the limitations of speech and circumscribes conduct with a deadline.[/QUOTE]


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 Post subject: Koko's Charas!
PostPosted: 04 Dec 2008, 16:35 
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Name: Kokoro

Sex: Female

Age: 16

Race: Wolf hybrid

Character Appearance: Image

History: History: Kokoro is the princess of a wolf demon tribe that lives deep in a forest, it's location unknown and unmarked by man. She is the sister of four others, all boys; Saleaus(24), Ariven(20), Vaulter(19) and Phaleo(14).

Kokoro was loved by all in her village, except her father. He had wanted five men to carry his household's name, but when Kokoro was born he cursed their mother and sent her away shortly after Phaleo was born. As such it fell on Kokoro to look after Phaleo, which resulted in him often calling her "ma-chan". Her brothers, who were convinced at first that she was "devil spawn", grew to love her as well, and formed a family on their own without a mother, and to some extent, without a father.

Seeing that the brothers were starting to see through his lies of Kokoro's impurity, the father saught to get the villagers to turn against her, but they refused. She was well know throughout the village as a kind and loving girl, there was no way that after all those years she would just be doing it to trick them. Especially when she'd go out of her way to help them.

In a fit of rage and anger the father finally snapped, and in the dead of night on a summer's eve he snuck into Kokoro's room and tried to kill her himself by stabbing her in the chest. He missed the first shot, piercing her in the left arm. The second time his wrist was caught from behind; Her brothers had come after hearing the noise they made.

Saleaus held the father down while Vaulter tried to disable him, all the while Ariven trying to get Kokoro to run. She protested at first, but with the stern influence of her brothers she fled. They vowed to reunite one day, but no one dared to say it would be soon. False hope would do them no good in this situation, after all...

[To all the smart people out there, yes, strangely Phaleo was nowhere to be seen before Kokoro left...]

Personality: Gentle and kind-hearted, but aggressive when the time comes. She's not to be taken lightly, but she's been known to joke around a lot. She's viewed as sort of child-ish, but she's really just trying to lighten the mood.

Weapons: Claws and fangs, a "special" Scythe

Home Planet: Earth.

Odd Extras: 1) Phaleo refers to himself in the third person. Example from a fight with Vaulter: "Raawwrr!! Noo!! Don't hurt Phaleoooo!!!!"
2)Saleaus is the village "wet dream on legs". Strangely females are attracted to the way his ears droop slightly, which would explain why he gets it about twice a day...
3)Ariven is a mother. No, not a mother[blank], a mother. He acts extremely maternal and has been known to call Kokoro and Phaleo his "children" or "babies"
4)Vaulter is the mutt. Or he's called "mutt" anyway. He's a scrapper, loves to fight, and constantly has verbal and physical battles with Saleaus. Just physical with Phaleo. (poor thing. :( )
5)Although they are family, Saleaus' "appeal" is too strong for any female below the age of 50 to resist(even if it's not full blown, they'd still feel it slightly), and sadly Kokoro is only 16, so even though they are closely related, she still displays shyness and other crush-like behaviour around him.
6)Phaleo's actual name is "Phaleoris Leodin" which, in their language, means "Lion's Judgment". He was given the name in hopes that he'd become a proud symbol for the family. (It was actually a means of counteracting his distractingly feminine appearance...)


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 Post subject: Meh smexy characters!
PostPosted: 11 Dec 2008, 21:01 
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Name: Kyln Zyg
Sex: Male
Age: 45
Race: Human
Character Appearance: Image
History: Born and raised by the agency. he displayed huge potential. Dispite not having trained for as long he is the Leader of the 1!
Personality: Is strict and fatherly
Weapon(s): Short sword with a sword cathing hook on the hilt, small bombs, Modified Glock
Home Planet: unknown

Name: 108 RL
Sex: Male
Age: 234
Race: Rionulas
Character Appearance: ImageImage
History: Born and raised by their agency, is brothers with 117 and works with the others. the team he is part of is called 1 and in this group he is ranked 2nd
Personality: Focuses on singular tasks and feels he must complete them.
Weapon(s): Barrett M82A1 custom, Twin Glock 18RL's, Twin MP5RL's
Home Planet: unknown

Name: 117 RL
Sex: Male
Age: 234
Race: Rionulas
Character Appearance: Image
History: same as his brother 108.Has been ranked last in his group.
Personality: Brash and arrogant. can get abit distracted but is determined to become better.
Weapon(s): Shocker gauntlet, Accesory gauntlet.
Home Planet: unknown

Name: 253 RL
Sex: Male
Age: 169
Race: Rionulas
Character Appearance: Image
History: Born and raised by his agency, was chosen to join the 1's team from birth and was forced to train ever since. He missed once and he got the scar as punishment. Is ranked 3rd.
Personality: either has no emotions or hides them.
Weapon(s): Hides his equipment under his light weight body forming armour.
Home Planet: unknown



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 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 13 Dec 2008, 19:10 
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Name: Drath Strom
Age: 18
Appearance: Drath has short brown hair and brown eyes, which both turn bright red when he's in battle mode. He wears a red t-shirt, with a light black jacket that he usually leaves open. He wears a pair a dark red pants, and a pair of black boots.
Race: Cysen
Gender: Male
History: Born on Cyses, a planet covered with forests, Drath has had an interesting life, which involved being turned into a Cubone for ten years. He eventually turned back into a human, and chose fire as his element of choice.
Personality: Drath is a pretty nice person, and is pretty easy to get along with. He's pretty good in a fight, but he always has to be sure that he doesn't become overzealous with his powers.
Marital Status: Single
Family: Fran (Mother, Cyses), Dren (Father, Cyses), Jenna (Sister, Cyses)
Weapons: Longsword (blade and jewel turn red when in battle mode), various fire attacks

Name: Tracinya (sometimes goes by the alias of Jerev)
Age: 30
Appearance: Tracinya has short black hair and steely grey eyes, though these are pretty much always masked by his helmet. He is almost always seen wearing his blood-red Mandalorian armor, with a jetpack strapped to his back. He also has a wide assortment of weapons, which are strapped all over his armor.
Race: Human(Mandalorian)
Gender: Male
History: Tracinya was born at a Mandalorian outpost on the moon of Dxun. His mother was a Jedi, who had left the Clone Wars after she'd left the Order. His life was a tough one, receiving combat training from both of his parents. He eventually lost both of them to a man named Kravix, who managed to turn his brother against him. He then became a bounty hunter for a while, before ending up on the Realm.
Personality: Tracinya initially comes across as cold and uncaring to those who are meeting him for the first time. Newcomers usually have to impress him in some way before he really starts to acknowledge them. However he's actually very loyal to his friends, and would give his life to protect them if he had to.
Marital Status: Single
Family: Theresa (Mother, deceased, Dxun), Tor (Father, deceased, Dxun), Kell (Brother, deceased)
Weapons: A heavy laser carbine, a heavy blaster, a vibroblade, a Sith Tremor Sword, and a lightsaber with a carmine blade.

Name: A-92 "Felix" (never call him A-92, since he'll probably smash your head into the wall)
Age: 11 (looks like 22 due to accelerated growth)
Appearance: Since he's a clone of Jango Fett, he looks exactly like him. His features are usually masked by his jet black Mandalorian armor, which has crimson trim. Like Tracinya, he has a jetpack and his various weapons strapped to him.
Race: Human (clone)
History: Felix is an Alpha-class Advanced Recon Commando, one of the first 100 ARC troopers. As such, he was personally trained by Jango himself. He served in the Grand Army of the Republic for about a year after the Battle of Geonosis before deserting after he learned that clones that were to injured or too old to fight were executed. He became a bounty hunter and eventually met up with Tracinya, who inducted him into his Mando clan.
Personality: Since Felix was an ARC trooper, he's very independent and self-reliant. This doesn't mean that he won't accept help, he just doesn't like to. It takes quite a bit to impress him and to gain his trust, but if you do, he'll start showing respect and friendliness.
Family: No "true" family, though every clone in the Grand Army of the Republic is technically his brother.
Weapons: A modified laser carbine, 2 blaster pistols, a vibroblade, and a wrist-mounted flamethrower


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 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 13 Dec 2008, 20:52 
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Name: Zix
Age: Unknown
Appearance: Appearance
Race: Verpine
Gender: Hermaphrodite (uses a male personality)
History: Zix's past really isn't anything special. He was born in the Roche asteroid belt where he learned to be a mechanic. He then set off to explore the universe, performing several jobs here and there before finding himself on the Realm
Personality: Zix is usually obsessed with repairing things, so he usually doesn't notice others. He does have respect for other mechanics, and may even have conversations with others if he doesn't have any immediate work to do.
Marital Status: Verpine really don't marry
Family: None
Weapons: Shatterguns that he keeps on his ship, his pet laigrek Rax


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 Post subject: W00t my character(s?)
PostPosted: 17 Dec 2008, 18:54 
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Name: Vallon

Sex: Male

Age: 19

Race: Human (sage)

Character Appearance: Image

Personality: With his stoic appearance, Vallon is the epitome on coldness. He rarely speaks unless spoken to but will lose this frigidity in an all out battle. Apart from being indifferent, he's very passionate about protecting his friends.

Weapon(s): Summoning Orb. (As seen in picture).

Home Planet: Eurus


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 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 01 Mar 2009, 15:47 
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Name: Tereta Belith.
Age: She's protective of it. Looks about early 30s.
Sex: Female.
Hair Colour: Black with a red strip down the middle of her hair.
Eye Colour: Hazel
Race: Human with augmetic parts.
Title: Her job is barmaid.
Personality: Harsh. She spent a good deal of life out on the battlefield serving the Emperor of Terra as one of the Imperial Guard, and left abruptly after a battle with a splinter hive of Tyranids, in which she had an encounter with a hormagaunt's scythe claws that took off a leg, forearm and a large part of one side of her face. Those parts were replaced with augmetic parts, and she subsequently left her regiment on grounds of getting used to the augmetic limbs. She never went back to her regiment, instead took a naval ship and went past the outer galaxies and stumbled across Galactic Federation territory after an accident trip through the warp. She came across one of the bounty hunter planets, Karan-Tentor, and met Nathan through sheer luck(he had gone there to find an old contact of his for some information). Nathan, after a while of talking to her, offered her the job of barmaid and occasional hunter work, she agreed rather quickly. If she knows someone a little better...or she's a little bit drunk, she's quite sarcastic but generally likable.
Weapon(s): Laspistol
Clothes: Khaki trousers and shirt, with an old black greatcoat. Heavy black boots, that bear the insignia of the Emperor are what she usually wears. Her hair is often left loose, and it reaches to her shoulders. Her augmetic parts stand out amongst her flesh, most notably the left side of her face.
Home Planet: Rodia



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[QUOTE=The Enlarged Devil\'s Dictionary]Idiot, n. A member of a large and powerful tribe whose influence in human affairs has always been dominant and controlling. The Idiot\'s activity is not confined to any special field or thought or action, but \'pervades and regulates the whole.\' He has the last word in everything; his decision is unappealable. He sets the fashions off opinion and taste, dictates the limitations of speech and circumscribes conduct with a deadline.[/QUOTE]


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 Post subject: My charas~
PostPosted: 04 Mar 2009, 14:03 
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 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 11 Mar 2009, 22:02 
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Name: Wolf
Age: 20
Appearance: Has slate gray hair, and golden colored eyes. He wears a simple dark gray shirt and pants, and wears some black combat armor over some essential areas.
Race: Human
Gender: Male
History: Wolf really doesn't remember much about his past, only knowing that his parents are dead. He was eventually found by Kravix, who began to train him in the Sith ways. After a failed attempt on Tracinya's life, he's found himself staying on the Realm with his pet poisonous headcrab, Kelborn.
Personality: Despite his Sith training, it actually takes a lot to make Wolf mad. Though when he does, it's best to stay out of his way. Despite that, he's actually pretty friendly, though he might take some time to warm up to others.
Marital Status: Single
Family: All deceased
Weapons: Red-bladed lightsaber (confiscated by Tracinya), the Force


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 Post subject: Character List
PostPosted: 17 Apr 2009, 18:01 
The Handle: The Lion of Parel.
Real Name: Riketz.

Vital Statistics
Age, D.O.B. (Day, Month, Year): 19, 17/08/1989. Earth years.
Gender: Male.
Race, Nationality: Human, English.
Size (Height (In feet/inches), weight (In lbs)): 5'9", 182lbs.
General Appearance: Spiked blonde hair, in a style reminiscent of Cloud Strife, but shorter and with fewer spines, parting a little off-center to the left, with the right side of the fringe falling lower than the left. The blonde is also mixed with a slight hint of brown, and occasionally appearing silvery if captured in the correct lighting conditions. Slightly tanned complexion with very few visible blemishes. Rather dark green eyes, covered by unusually thick (For males) eyelashes, suggesting a slightly feminine side. Black eyebrows also suggest dyed hair. Both ears are pierced at the lobes, each holding a non-descript stud. He wears a bandana-like headset which acts as a targeting system, drawn over his right eye. It can also act as a laser should the need arise.
Clothing: Bandana-like headset. When not actively equipped, it is hung around his neck with the eyepiece to his back, from the front making it appear as if he is wearing a metal collar. Armour of a rather ornate nature, depicting the merging forms of two dragons in a signet across the chestpiece, their claws creating the locking clasp hidden below a plate of iron. To cover this armour, he wears a rather exotic jacket. Below the underarm, down to what is the hip area, it is made of boiled leather, with an oval of woven steel and gold twine for decoration. Attached to this is a darker leather skirt-like adaption, which reaches just slightly below the knee. The upper parts of the jacket are coloured. The left side is an ocean blue to represent tranquility, whilst the right is is ruby red, to represent the undying flame of hope. The jacket also boasts pauldrons of woven steel, much like the pads found in training armour.

Another contrasting area are the gloves. His left arm is covered from the knuckles to just above the elbow with white material, whilst the right is in contrast, black. It is also worth noting that as he leads with the right, black could well signify hatred and harm to enemies, whilst the left is mostly virginal to combat. Lower-body clothing consists of boiled leather trousers dyed grey, and high leather boots built for speed, durability, and comfort. Again, they are contrasted. But this time, the black is on the left, whilst white is upon his right. The boots are wrapped with thin brown leather ties in order to keep them snug even in heavy weather conditions.

Offensive Capabilities: Riketz wields a weapon known as the Gae Bolg, a form of three-piece anti-proximity weapon of mass destruction. The first part is the eyepiece, which charges power through natural sunlight. When this power is called upon, the eyepiece turns an azure blue, and begins radiating its stored power. It is at this point the second piece comes into true effect. The handheld gun he carries can be used in one of two ways. Either as a stand-alone ranged weapon which has reasonable effect, or the true nature of it. The rings which are held to it begin to turn and vibrate, which acts as a summons to bring forth the giant Gae Bolg, an unnatural cannon of immense destructive power. This final piece lays itself beside the Lion of Parel, then slowly rises. The eyepiece's power transfers itself into the handheld cannon, which subsequently translates itself into a burst of magical energy filling the third, giant weapon. When the miniature Gae Bolg is fired, its large-bore counterpart also launches its payload, capable of obliterating a wide range of enemies and allies alike. The down-side to this is that the giant Gae Bolg is rendered immobile, and therefore easy for enemies to capture if left undefended. In addition, the amount of light required to fire the giant is equal to two full days of sunlight, give or take an hour.

Defensive Capabilities: Riketz is trained in the use of light shields and arms such as knives and short swords, and is able to adequately protect himself using these items when available.

Who Am I?...: 'My name is Riketz, and I am alone. The Darkness swallowed the place I called home, and corrupted the people I called family. Turned the friends I laughed with and ran with in the bright fields of wheat into foul, corrupt creatures born of pure evil. Those fields now run red with the blood of innocent and guilty alike, merging and pooling in rivers of claret. I escaped with my life, but the cost of doing so quite possibly outweighs the final outcome. I am alone, upon a road which I do not know, fraught with danger. The time comes now, that I need a guiding light, a hero of such calibre as to rally hope, to bring this hatred to bare, so that by these shaking, bloodied hands, I, nay we! may avenge the fell forces of evil which threaten the existence of the very world Herself! But that does not come yet. For now I shall drink deep the plagued waters of these injustices, savour the taste of the malady they carry. Breathe in the scent of destruction, that my resolve shall be but strengthened by it. And one day, someday I shall return with the power to avert this crisis, and stand upon the graves of those I loved, and scream! Scream until my lungs give out, that I have avenged their deaths, that their lives were not sacrificed in vain! Their blood soaks the once-fruitful earth now barren, sickened, decayed. But I am alone. I cannot call down the mighty blade of retribution alone, I have not the power to wield such a terribly beautiful, yet sickeningly cruel weapon. Not alone, not alone...'

The Darkness, a power held by a sorcerer of such power it would make even a God begin to fear for their life. In the face of adversity, there are those who must rise up and make a stand, even should it mean sacrificing their own lives, for the greater good of the combined worlds. For surely there are those upon other planets whom also must quake under the strength of such a power, fear it, loathe it! And it is from this, that the Lion of Parel must now come to conquer. Both his fears and his desires both, must be quashed in order to stand a sliver of a chance of succeeding. For should he fail, assuredly the world itself will shudder and tear apart as the black spells of the sorcerer Richelu corrupt the very atoms of the ground itself. Can he succeed in this mission?

Not alone...


  
 
 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 20 Jul 2009, 17:07 
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Name: Kiyoshi
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Hair Colour: Silver with green streaks
Eye Colour: Golden
Race: Angel of Life
Title: Does not have one
Personality: Strong and silent type. Some think he is just shy, others think he is an arrogant git.
Weapon: Has none.
Clothes: Wears a plain white sleeveless shirt, with plain white skinny jeans. His boots are white with a silver trim around the top, and on his wrists are a pair of plain silver braces.
Home Planet: The future Faren V.



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[QUOTE=The Enlarged Devil\'s Dictionary]Idiot, n. A member of a large and powerful tribe whose influence in human affairs has always been dominant and controlling. The Idiot\'s activity is not confined to any special field or thought or action, but \'pervades and regulates the whole.\' He has the last word in everything; his decision is unappealable. He sets the fashions off opinion and taste, dictates the limitations of speech and circumscribes conduct with a deadline.[/QUOTE]


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 Post subject: My Characters
PostPosted: 23 Jul 2009, 14:22 
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Cyan grew up. o.o Metrid DNA FTW.

Name: Cyan Hydrashera
Age: Looks in her mid 20s, actual age unknown.
Hair colour: Blue, almost navy
Eye colour: Light blue
Race: Chozo/Metrid/Human
Nickname(s): Her bounty hunter name is Lace.

Personality: Has gained a hugely rebellious side after her mother left Jayge and got engaged to Haldamir. She is to her father, Skye and Zeke a sweet, helpful and loyal person, but to her mother she does not speak or even can stand to be in the same room as. Anyone else she is rather quiet around until she's of the opinion she can trust them. Around friends she is more laid-back, often cracking jokes and eyeing up members of both sexes...even more so when she's had a drink or two.

Weapon(s): An assortment of guns usually in a hidden compartment on her bike, a Guan do-style weapon named Storm that was made by an unknown race, but the metal rivals that of the Necrons. She also carries a silver-looking two-handed claymore sword, that has a sapphire, emerald and a ruby set into the hilt.

Vehicle(s): A custom built gunship, sleek and black named Lace Arrow, and when out on a planet she has a motorbike that holds most of her weaponry. The bike itself has two mounted guns on it – one that fires missiles and another that fires lasrounds.

Special abilities: Has the same adaptability as her father, is very in-tune with natural energies but struggles to channel them, has more strength than her mother but less than her father. Is able to fly if she increases her wing size sufficiently, may be able to manipulate carapace around the rest of her body, and can transform into a dragonic Tyranid creature spontaneously if she is angry enough. Also as she is Jayge's daughter, she probably has the psychic presence to control his army of Metrids and any Tyranids.

Clothes: On her head are a pair of white carapace horns, that curve up and then turn backwards, and around them are two bands of black lace about the middle of each horn. Her hair is similar to her mother's, but it is shorter and the front is cut in a more spiked fashion. Her face resembles her father more, and her eyes are ever so similar to her mother's in expression. She has a ring piercing on the left side of her lower lip, and her ears have star and moon silver studs in them.

If she were to wear nothing but a very skimpy bikini you would see the numerous tattoos she has on her body. On her upper left arm she has the name of her father and the other bloodchildren tattooed in small Chozo characters, the names separated by tiny blood-coloured Celtic symbols. Lower down on the same arm is a woman's name in Chozo between a pair of angel wings, with two dates underneath, presumably this person's birth and death dates. On her upper right arm are two dragons, white and black forming the yin-yang symbol, and on the lower part of that arm was a string of music notes in a score that spiralled down her arm to her wrist, a name for this melody written again in Chozo around with the notes. On her left leg was a phoenix, the tail starting at the middle of her calf and the head halfway up her back, one wing spread out over her lower back. The right leg had an incredibly detailed Celtic knotwork pattern that spells out her hunter nickname. From the back of her neck running down her back, round her right side and finishing around her belly button was a vine of small red roses.

Her frame is lean but the muscles she has from fighting are evident, but not in an unfeminine way – she still has some curves. Her height is about the same as her father's, making her roughly a head taller than her mother. Her wings are normally two tiny buds of white carapace on her back, but she can extend them at will to any size she desires.

Her normal attire when either on a mission or travelling is a well worn set of leathers, a black leather vest and black leather trousers, with classic motorbike boots that go up to just under her knees. Along with this is a black leather trenchcoat that has taken a few shots to it...but she still wears it. When she's relaxing or on a planet such as Faren V she's usually in a black strappy cloth top and loose denim shorts that go to her knees, either wearing old worn boots or sandals with cloth bindings. If she's out on the town then she's usually in tight leather shorts, leather top and ankle boots with a slight heel to them.

Home Planet: Born on Travus, now she classes herself as a drifter.



Warning: Do not take seriously, or with Paracetamol.
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Name: Jayge Ashera

Age: appears to be in his mid to late 20's, but expected to be about 30+ (Exact age unknown)

Appearance: (WIP)

Race: Lucifex (Advanced Metrid)

Gender: Male

History: Previously believed to be a failed military experiment of the Galactic Federation, now known to be a completely successful secret project of an oddly well-funded Sith Lord. Jayge's entire being is of a strange and convoluted history, of which only two people in all of the universe could possibly recount the total of to any degree of truth.

Memories from his 'childhood' bring about a story of birth to a noble family, a privileged upbringing under the watchful eyes of the Galactic Federation's aristocracy, enrollment into a military officer's academy, aptly named: 'the Academy' in all known records.

The truth of it however, is that Jayge was never born into any family of the higher echelons, nor was he given any sort of upbringing, he was in fact fabricated through Sith alchemy and powerful contracts with the darker beings of eldritch lore, then manipulated and forced into the heavily modified body of a young bloodchild, who's own concious being was thought to have been eradicated beforehand. This psuedo-artificial human was to be the grand masterpiece of the Sith lord, Darth Sirriax's experiments to crossbreed two of the most terrifying creatures in the universe together. The unstopable cancer of Imperium space, the constantly adapting Tyranids, and the GF's own plague, the vampiric Metroids, were to find a strange harmony within the bloodchild's nigh-indestructable body, while 'Jayge' would keep the newly created beasty sane, as his manufacted memories would keep him controllable.

'The Academy' to which Jayge had enrolled in fantasy however, was no lie. It was instead a testing ground for Sirriax to play with his creations, and pit them against each other, incluing his previous attemps at fusing Tyranids, Metroids, and humans (among other sentient races).
It was at this place where Jayge met the people who would make up his most trusted group of friends in later life, but that is for another time.

Eventually someone intervened in the Sith Lord's dark dealings. Lord Alren Ashera, a man shrouded in the mystery of countless centuries, and his agents attacked the Academy complex, destroying it in the space of a single night, and taking all who could be saved of it's victims under their wing, while putting a merciful blade to all who had been driven beyond saving. Jayge was put in the care of Alren himself, while the friends he had made at the academy fled quickly, and began to make something of themselves in the outside worlds.

In total, Jayge spent almost ten years on a secluded farming world with Alren and his agents, who had come to see the lad as something of a younger sibling. During this time, he learned to control the perculiarities of his race, for the most part, while trying to learn more about his past. Or more acurately, trying to figure out why there were strange gaps in his memories. Times he should remember, things he should know, but didn't.

After a while he left the safety of Alren's care, along with the youngest of his agents, a man called Wraith whom he had grown particularly close to, and began searching for more answers, although it was more to sate his burning curiousity than much else.
Eventually he began to 'bump into' his friends from the academy, at first putting it down to random chance, but later suspecting that Wraith was likely to be guiding his direction towards these meetings. As time passed, one thing led to another, and after witnessing the countless attrocities commited against the people by both the human Imperium, the Galactic Federation, and their enemies, Jayge and company began to form a mercenary group, with the intention of aiding those left destitute in the wake of conflict. During this time they made many allies, and many more enemies.

Once more, one thing led to another, and before long Jayge's group was marked an threat by both Imperium and GF alike, each thinking them allied with the other. In face of this, Jayge's operations were forced to grow, and the group split in two. The first became an armada, a fleet of powerful Tyranid-Hybrid vessels with the purpose of freeing worlds held under the thumb of Imperial or GF oppression, and then protecting them. Known as Hive Fleet Behemoth, in name of it's flagship. While the other, comprised of Metroid-Hybrid beings, continued the role of benevolent mercenaries, constantly hounding the enemies of the swiftly flourishing empire, and paving the way for expansion. Again named for it's flagship, the Daedalus Armada was formed.

Jayge stood at the helm of both fleets, and yet at the same time he was part of neither, being both of Tyranid and Metroid stock, he could never fully fit in with either group, although he was appointed 'leader' of both for just this trait. His unique abilities made him perfect for the task, and he accepted it grimly.

This way of things continued up until a single battle. Starting with a simple skirmish with a Chapter of the Adeptus Astartes, Space marines, the conflict escalated, and an assassination team got involved, Jayge lost one of his best friends, and was forced to retreat from the front lines, spending a month alone in the anti-space of the Warp, eventually ending up on the deck of the Hunter's Realm, seperated from his friends, and unknowing as to their fate, he feigned an excuse to stay aboard the mercenary ship, and so became part of the crew.

Personality: Lazy and often childish by nature, although he keeps about him an air of propriety. He tries to keep all of those around him in high spirits with his rather defunct sense of humour, and is always spoiling for a good sparring match with his friends, to whom he shows unswerving loyalty.

Abilities: Jayge's somewhat convoluted origin has given way to a multitude of interesting perculiarities, most noteable of which is the Sirriax Gland possessed by all Tyranid-Hybrids, which allows him to pump the drug Polymorphine about his body at will, which in turn allows him to alter his body to any shape, form, or build he desires, so long as he has sufficient biomass and energy to do so. This is augmented by an ability to draw from the immaterium of the Warp, a psychic ablity found in the more powerful Tyranid species. He can use the combination of these abilities to draw vast amounts of energy from the Warp, and trigger a mass growth of his Tyranid cells to provide a nigh unlimited 'canvas' of sorts for the polymorphine to work with.
Alongside this is the powerful psychic energies of the Warp as they are, which are comparible to the strongest of terran Psykers in the hands of even an untrained 'conduit'.
Then there is the Metroid part of him, which is signified by ebon-black flesh spreading across his body. Direct contact with this flesh can drain a person of their life force. Although it has been theorised that Jayge's psychic presence may be able to have the same effect from a distance, this has yet to be confirmed.
There are many variations on these, and other abilities which Jayge will often use, depending on the situation, but most often he will stick with using his extendable carapace shell as armor and weapons, sometimes deviating to use his metroid parts for the same purpose, which would result in his enemies being drained in combat, while he is restored. Very rarely, he will use his psychic powers in combat, and only then should he have either very little choice, or the sudden urge to show off.
Accessing the Warp often gives him a terrible headache, and he will usually sleep for a good day or two after a trying event to recover.

Marital status: Recently left by Rythen for an elf, call it complicated if you must

Family: Daughter : Cyan Hydrashera

Adoptive family: Alren Ashera and those who serve under him

Often considers the members of his own fleets to be close family of his, along with the crew of the Realm


((sorry for the massive wall of text, i got carried away...this is kind've a WIP, i'll update/finish as i can and things move on in the RP, more chara's coming soon too, when i can be bothered ^^;; )



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