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Theres a lot... and its only two (3)
Name: TalonShadowfox (Tal)
Species: Dark/Wild Kitsune
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 5'7"
Element(s): Dark (void), Fire, Photon
Weakness(es): Light (nova), Water, Seal
World of Origin: Unknown
Attacks/Skills:
Tal has the natural talent to manipulate shadows with his will using them to spread sarrow and fear among his enemies. For Tal to attack he requires a weapon to strengthen his focus. Tal has yet to master his first pure photon spell. In addition to his human and fox form Tal can also take on an anthropomorphic version of himself. All of Tal's forms are fixed and he cannot alter them in any way.
--Attacks/Skills
-Fox-fire blessing: summons a small fire ball of blue flame
-Shadow-edge: solidifies shadows into a warped and twisted blade
-Obsidian shards: allows Tal to throw shards of hardened shadow
-Corruption: causes victim to become cursed (minor)
Additional Information:
Tal like most kitsune has both a human form and a natural fox form. In human form he stands 5 ft 7 in. While in natural form he stands 2 ft 4 in. As a fox he has jet black fur characterised by white "socks", tail-tip, ear-tips, and scruff of fur between forelegs. As a human he has long jet black hair with green tips, the hair has a tendency to spike out in random directions. He can be identified by his pointed fox ears when in human form (his tail is hidden). He has yet to gain his second tail.
Attitude: Mellow, hard to anger, logical, zen, dreamer
--Human form description
-Eyes: green (slited)
-Skin tone: fair/pale
-Jacket: black (wind braker)
-Shirt: white T-shirt proclaiming [obsidian]
-Pants: black with green reflective strips on right leg
-Hair style: randomly juts out in long thick points (black with green points)
-Weapon of choice: Great-swords and twin claws
--Fox form description
-Size: 2ft 4in. tall
-Fur pattern: black with white socks, ear tips, and tail-tip
-Hair style: remains the same as human form
-Eyes: green (slited)
-Other: leather collar with a black dog tag (dog tag has the insignia of the eight-point star on one side, and on the other side a nine-tailed kitsune. Both are outlined in gold.)
Occupation: traveling mercenary
Favorite activities: watching the moon, meditating, practicing marshal arts, and traveling the world.
Bio: Like most things on S'Fyra went unnoticed by the majority of the population. How Tal came to the world of S'Fyra or where he came from is a mystery, but one thing is for sure, Tal is not from either Vultopia or S'Fyra. Tal was found unconscious on a beach three years ago by the twin traveling artists Ter'na and Ser'na. He is currently accompanying them as they travel the world. The only hint to Tal's past lies in his sword (a great-sword made of obsidian with glowing red runes covering the blade) Takyon'sin, which was found laying next to him on the beach.
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Name: Crowmiranecka (Crow) Sorrowfox
Species: Sorrowing kitsune
Age: ???
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9"
Element(s): Dark (void), Seal (demon curse), Flame
Weakness(es): Light (nova), Photon, Water
World of Origin: Unknown
Attacks/Skills:
Crow specializes in unnatural and demonic magic. In addition to his basic spells he has the talent to learn any other spell besides light types. When he mimics a spell though it is a corrupted and incomplete form (Ex: Summon: Wood Sprite would summon a Demon Sprite instead). All mimicked spells are part chaos.
--Attacks/Skills
-Midnight Sphere: allows Crow to throw an orb of condensed midnight at an enemy
-Misery: Casts an illusion on an enemy to make them think that there worst fears have come true, confronts the enemy with past failures
-Blood Bane: summons a blood imp from the blood of a fallen enemy
-Corrupt Soul: fallen enemy becomes bound to the mortal plane if there is corruption in there soul
Additional Information:
Crow like most kitsune has both a human form and a natural fox form. In human form he stands 5 ft 9 in. While in natural form he stands 2 ft 4 in. As a fox he has jet black fur characterized by red "socks", tail-tip, ear-tips, and scruff of fur between forelegs. As a human he has long jet black hair with red tips, the hair has a tendency to spike out in random directions. He can be identified by his pointed fox ears when in human form his tail is visible, most humans or warriors of any kind would rather not mess with him. He has yet to gain his second tail. When near death Crow grows two large black raven wings. He carries with him a great sword to rival Tal's, the sword itself is crystal clear and reflects light.
Attitude: Confident, stubborn, easy to anger, demonic, dreamer, wanderer
--Human form description
-Eyes: red (slited)
-Skin tone: fair/pale
-Robes: black fashioned in the style of the Japanese death gods, has red trim and an insignia on the back the reads [Sorrow Demon]
-Hair style: randomly juts out in long thick points (black with red points)
-Weapon of choice: Great-swords and long bows
--Fox form description
-Size: 2ft 4in. tall
-Fur pattern: black with red socks, ear tips, and tail-tip
-Hair style: remains the same as human form
-Eyes: red (slited)
-Other: leather collar with a black dog tag (dog tag has the insignia of the eight-point star on one side, and on the other side a nine-tailed kitsune. Both are outlined in gold.)
--Chaos description
-Size: normal of a falcon
-Feather patterns: pure black
-Eyes: black with red slits
-Other: has a small gold bell fixed to its right leg.
Occupation: traveling mercenary (will take any job without question)
Favorite activities: traveling, war, vengence
Bio: Crow is Tal's dark double. He was originally created by Tal's enemies to kill him and raise Chaos but to the fury of his creators he developed a mind of his own. He now travels the country seeking his own path. Where ever Crow walks a trail of blight soon follows. On his travels he found an injured falcon and nursed it back to health. The falcon is known to rid on his left shoulder and has been named Chaos. Crow sends Chaos to fly ahead to warn his enemies of his coming just so he can enjoy the hunt longer. The only mark he has ever failed to kill is Tal, and shall always hunt him until either of them is dead.
character is out of date and will be updated in a following post
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Alright, i've been thinking for awhile and its about time that i updated these characters if i'm ever going to get serious about rping. I'll start with a new one, also there is no reason for me not to have a image seeing as i can do 3d art so i'll be posting that
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Name: Sasha Midlighttrinity
Race: Kitsune
Gender: female
Elements: water, ice
Age: 27
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none as of yet
Images:
(https://kitsuria.net/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fi144.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fr168%2Ftalonshadowfox%2Fmirrorsasha-1.jpg&hash=4cf39386ece3dbfbf7acb65f8342aa73aec84692)
Weapon of Choice: Partisan
Style of use: wields it like a bo staff
Weapon name and description: dusk staff - a long platinum rod with a thin dagger like crystal attached to the end. The crystal is razor sharp and semi transparent, constantly flowing with the colors of the sunset. It is capable of stealing and charging mana from anything that is cut by the edge, if it absorbs enough of one element the blade will temporarily resonate the same element
Fox form: n/a
Anthro form: n/a
Magic: basic illusions, low magic ability
Physical: high physical ability, strong in martial arts
Commonly Used Attacks:
-Raining Slash: leaps high into the air throwing a fury of slashes down on her opponent as she falls
-Rain Circle: (water resonating) swings the partisan around over head unleashing a torrent of rain from the crystal, after attack concludes the crystal will no longer resonate that element
-Frozen Hell: (ice resonating) stabs partisan forward unleashing a wide but short range beam of freezing air, is able to freeze most things with moisture on or in it instantly
History: Sasha was attacked by a murderous mob of religious zealots when she was 7 years old, unable to protect herself she was beaten into an inch of her life for being a 'demon'. at the last second she was saved by a human cloaked in black. upon defeating the mob he promptly disappeared. Due to the mental scarring from the incident she is no longer able to take on any other form then her kitsunemimi form (her closest form to human), even going so far as to convincing herself that she isn't a kitsune. till this very day she searches for the man who saved her life. It is highly likely that there was no man in black who saved her but rather just her instinct to survive taking form. survivors never even noticed that there was anyone like that there.
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Pokemon RP Character
Name: Myth
Race: Ninetales
Gender: female
Elements: fire
Age: 18
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none as of yet
Description: Myth has completely normal fur patterns for a ninetales except for one spot on her forehead (which i a black diamond) and the tips of her ears (which are tipped in black). The only ornament she wears is a black collar with a black metal dog tag, the tag has a gold eight point star painted on it, and her right ear is pierced, hanging from it is a simple leather cord, at one end is tied a feather with three beads, 2 red then 1 white.
attacks:
fireblast
wisp-o-will
agility
flamethrower
history: Myth was originally owned by a rich boy trainer. Her trainer, stupidly thinking that she would automatically become more powerful if evolved right away used a firestone on her at an exceptionally low level of 1. When he found out that it didn't make her powerful at all he simply abandoned her. Myth has been living her life since as a nomad, wandering from place to place, stealing from humans, and seeking out solitude.
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Name: Firefox
Race: Android
Gender: female
Elements: fire, light
Age: 5
Appearance Age: 19
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none as of yet
Images:
(not done yet)
Weapon of Choice: Buster Sword
Style of use: wields it like a long sword
Weapon name and description: VY - 84 -32 - RBuster -the blade is formed from a mass of solid photons, when in attack mode it resembles an extremely large slab of crystal.
Magic: none but she can use traps, and can send lightning charges out through her palms
Physical: high physical ability
Commonly Used Attacks:
-searing blade: (fire) the blade radiates with an intense heat
-purity blade: (light) blade radiates light with an intense light which lingers long after the blade has sliced though the air
-Berserker: (neutral) mode shift, in berserker mode firefox sacrifices logic and reason for higher attack power. She will stay in berserker mode till she overheats, at which time she will become completely vulnerable to attack
History: Firefox was developed 5 years ago as a tool of war. One of her most important aspects is that she uses an evolved AI unit. The evolved AI functions the same as the a that of a human mind, emulating even the most complex emotions. Firefox currently is used as a weapon for the government. She herself only wants two things though, to be human (or any other real creature), and to be free to live her life the way she wants to live.
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Different Tals, different worlds
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Name: Tal
Age: 18
Species: Human (no partner)
Rank: Corrupted Data Restoration Division and Data Archiving
Description:
-Height: average
-Weight: 127
-Tal has long black hair which juts out in random spikes, each spike being tipped in white. Clothes include black pants, a red windbreaker, a red head band, and a black t-shirt depicting the kanji for peace. His face has four black claw shaped tattoos placed on his cheeks. Tal has bright red eyes. To complete the picture he has a black bladed long sword strapped to his back, the edges of the sword glow red. Down the blade of the sword is engraved the words: The Fool, The Death, and The World.
Special abilities/attacks: no defined special attacks, but he shows a degree of proficiency with the sword.
Likes: curry, foxes, androids, reading, and modding videogames
Dislikes: miso soup
Personality: Tal is usually fairly calm and collected. Before fighting he always tries to find a peaceful resolution. Oftentimes Tal will go out of his way to help those in need. He has a strong envy of the power digimon possess.
History: It is Tal's job to go out into the digital world for the DEC and record what exists. He also is sent out to retrieve artifacts which might be of importance to the DEC. When he is back Earthside he is given the task of restoring corrupt data weapons. His tattoos were made with an ink which contains particles from a felled digimon. The tattoos provide him with a lightly greater protection from digimon attacks then most humans have. His sword is a relic retrieved from the digital world
and can be used to fight off hostile digimon.
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Notes about my characters:
All of my characters have higurashi syndrome. they might act the same, they might speak the same, they might even have the same name. But Tal in one rp is very different from a Tal in another rp. Unless i state otherwise they will not have been in an rp before. Interdimensional characters that meet one of mine must realize that they are both the same character but at the same time don't have the same experiences. Occasionally one of my characters will have a very vivid dream about something they did in another rp. If one of my characters die they are gone for the rest of that rp but there are still an infinit amount of other versions of them.
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Name: Aderyn (welsh: bird)
Race: Dark Elf
Gender: female
Elements: wind, shadow
Age: 231
Appearance Age: 23
Status: rather dead
RP Exp: none as of yet
Images:
(not done yet)
Description:
-Skin tone: tan-bronze
-eyes: golden
-hair: white
-nails: black
-teeth type: elongated canines
-build: long limbs, flexible, thin, slight muscled
Weapon of Choice: Long Bow
Style of use: its a bow
Weapon name and description: Einion - a solid long bow made of a strange, flexible yet heavy black wood.
Magic: some magical skill
Physical: high physical ability
Commonly Used Attacks:
-merge (wind): adds wind element to arrows
-merge (shadow): adds shadow element to arrows
History: Aderyn is a dark elf. Like all of aderyn's kind she is in constant war with the light elves. It was her destiny to lead her people against the light elves in the war of Ragnarok. That all came to screeching halt however when she was captured on a recon mission. The light elves who had captured her immediately knew her importance to the forces of chaos and tried to ransom their enemies. At the same time they were to attempt to drag out all the military plans of her people. Aderyn wanted nothing of this and to escape her fate and save her people she clawed out her own throat, earning herself a one-way trip to the twilight zone Hell.
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Name: Coil Solstice
Race: Kitsunian (gray fox)
Gender: female
Elements: wind
Age: 25
Status: still alive
RP Exp: Discontinuity Cycle
Position on the ship: Pilot
Images:
(not done yet)
Description:
-Fur: light gray with a white under belly, where white and gray meet is a thin line of crimson fur
-eyes: silver
-hair: gray/silver
-nails: white
-teeth type: standard
-build: flexible, thin, slight muscled
Weapon of Choice: Dagger, katana combo
Weapon name and description: THYous X5 - just a simple katana and dagger created from one of the ships replicators. its not very beautiful but it is practical for a melee weapon.
Runology: none
Physical: high physical ability
Commonly Used Attacks:
-no runes engraved on weapons yet or on body.
History: Coil was like pretty much any other high school girl growing up on Mirvari. She got decent grades, had an ambition for a job, had no money for college. Like many other students on Mirvari she didn't get accepted into any major colleges. Dispirited at not being able to go to school she signed up for the Federation Star Troops. With a new found determination she rose quickly through the ranks and graduated near the top of her class. As a result she got put on the Federation's new warship, the Peacemaker as a fighter pilot.
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Name: Sakina
Nickname/alias:
Age: 19
Birthdate: 3/25
Species: Felis catus(aka, a house cat)
Gender: female
Affiliation: belongs to the Burning Sand Tribe
Weapons: Two simple daggers. The blades are about a foot long each. The right one has the Arabic word for ‘love’ and the left one has the Arabic word for ‘peace’ carved into the blades. The weapons themselves have no special power or ability other than being well balanced and forged from good steel. More than likely Sakina stole them.
Items:
 A set of lock picks
 Wet stone
 Length of rope
 3 smoke bombs
 5 smoke bomb minis
 A pack of cigarettes (liberated from a house. They were hand rolled of course, by their previous owner)
 A small steel vial of ‘sleeping poison’
Appearance: Sakina stands about 5â€5’ tall. Her body fur is the same color as the desert sands, a faint tan color, while her belly is pure white. She has large, crystalline blue eyes. Her hair, like her body fur is sand color. She has cropped it close (wow a miracle! I never give my characters short hair), and for which ever god or goddess decided, it stuck out in natural spikes. It gave her the look of the resulting child of a bedhead and an echidna.
Clothes: Both Sakina’s choice, and taste in clothes is… well… rather limited. Her two articles of clothing are a tube top style bra, and a loin cloth. Both of which are made out of silk. Dyed into these primitive clothes are color full geometric patterns, similar to what the Native Americans from our world would do. One her left ear she wears 3 silver rings, and on her right ear she wears a simple earring constructed from two raven feathers and three bone beads.
Quote:
-(to a wolf guard) “shhh! I’m hiding from a pack of wolves denser than a coconut!â€
-“Wow… I managed to burn the water… guess the soup is going to taste bad tonight…â€
Talents:
 Breaking and entering
 Assassinating (even though its ‘icky’)
 Theft
 Scouting
 Lock picking
 Anything else that requires sneakiness and cunning
 Sucking at cooking
Personality: Upbeat, optimistic, sees everything as a potential game, can be childish, is extremely curious about everything.
Bio: Sakina was born and raised in the Burning Sand Tribe, a nomadic tribe of desert cats. She was trained at a young age to be a thief. Anybody traveling through the tribe territory would often find themselves leaving a lot lighter then when they arrived. One day Sakina got tired of waiting for her victims to come to her, and instead decided to go to her victims, and with that she left the tribe to travel on her own. Sakina has a natural born curiosity for the stuff in other people’s pockets; a greeting with her will include a hand shake and the loss of one’s pouches. She will take any job as long as it proves to be ‘fun’ and ‘interesting’. When on a mission she will oftentimes go completely nude to keep any kind of unwanted noise minimized.
A warning for those who encounter her: don’t let her cook, her cooking is toxic at best.
I'm going to try and have fun with this character, i have too many serious characters, i need a more fun one to play as
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Name: Likuria
Race: Daemon
Gender: female
Elements: Wind
Age: 19
Status: alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: Unnamed: basically its the world of the damned, the one city on it is pretty damn well known though, its called Hell in the human tongue.
Description: Likuria stands 8 feet, 1 inch tall and has a form similar to that of an anthroid wolf. She has digigrade legs and pure white fur in color. As she is a wind daemon she has a pair of large black, feathered wings on her back. Sprouting from the top of her head , between her ears, are two conical black horns, each one half foot long. Both her hands and feet are clawed and are colored black. Normally she has eyes like that of a human (whites with iris and pupil), however when angered her irises expand to fill her entire eyes and give off a soft blue glow (her normal eye color also being blue). Her only markings are two black stripes starting at the corners of her eyes and traveling downward, like tears of ink. Likuria's tail is long and ropey, being nearly 5 feet long in length. The tip of the tail ending in three black spines. Two of them angle off to the side and are a fourth of a foot long. The center spine being half a foot long in length. For clothes she usually just wears a loin cloth and tube top, both made for properly cured leather.
Mental Description: Likuria is actually fairly kind, well for a Daemon that is. She won't cause needless destruction, nor will she kill without a good reason. On the flipside however, like all Daemons, she enjoys causing others pain, killing mortals, and raising chaos. When an enemy is mortally injured she will never leave them to suffer, and will always be kind enough to give them the final mercy.
For the most part her mind is quiet stable. She has no amnesia nor does she have any other mental illness. Everything that Likuria does is of her own free will. It takes a lot to anger Likuria, but there are a few things that do it right away. First and fore most among these is being summoned or awakened rudely. A close second is trending on her tail. The third way to piss her off is by spouting off bigotry near her. In her opinion, all mortals are exactly the same, although ironically enough she classifies Deamons in the like differently.
Weapon of Choice: her claws, and occasionally a scythe
Style of use: n/a
Weapon name and description: no name: Just a common farming tool she stole during one of her adventures in the world of humans. She has been meaning to return it to its owner... but some how she always forgets.
Magic: wind, exceptionally gifted.
Physical: about as strong as your average human.
Commonly Used Attacks:
-Blitz Storm: casts several lightning bolts with a dark aura at once
-Aero Shield: Causes a blast of wind in front of Likuria to deflect projectiles away from her.
-Endurance Storm: gives her and all her allies around her a boost of energy by surging their nervous system with a jolt of electricity (now in 3 exotic flavors! pain, pain, and best of all: PAIN!)
-Aerosphere: Allows Likuria to toss a small ball of tornado force winds at the enemy. If a large object is thrown in the sphere when Likuria holds it, she can toss the object with the same force a tornado throws something. If many small objects are thrown in it, and Likuria tosses the sphere, its the equivalent of a bowling ball sized 3D razor of air.
History: Likuria was born and grew up in Hell, on a world of the damned. In Likuria's world there is only one city, Hell, which is surrounded by a wall of abysmal steel, the wall is engraved with runes that make it impossible to fly over, dig under, or teleport past. Beyond that wall is the river known as Styx, and the waste land which is all that exists of the rest of the world. The sky is completely blotted out by ash clouds produced from the volcanoes on the poles. It wasn't until Likuria was 19 that she accidentally got summoned into one of the worlds of the living by an ambitious mage. She was stuck in that world for two years until she found the spell to return her home and escape the mage's grasp. She has since experimented with transdimensional travel but is far from very good at controlling it. Like all Daemons, she trains for the day when their world will once again collide with the world of winged beings (angels).
Lore: it is said that once, a long time ago, Likuria's world was a place of paradise, but as punishment for some unforgiveable sin the gods locked them behind an unbreakable wall and cursed their world. More over the gods cursed the people themselves, twisting them into vicious creatures. As a result this legend is the only remaining trace of religion left in their culture.
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Name: Likuria
Sex: female
Age: 27
Species: Daithi - the daithi are a race of warriors and giants. Some have been known to grow as tall as 9 feet. They take on a curious appearance, looking like somebody took a fennec fox and forced it to mate with a wolf, a raven, and a demon. In Daithi culture, everybody fights. Males fight, females fight, and children are taught how to fight at a young age. The law being if you can't fight, you can't have the right to mate and pass on your genes. Now it would be wrong to say they are an emotionless and demonic people, in fact they love visitors and the stories they bring. They even treat their elders with the utmost respect, for only the strongest live to become elders. Despite this, you must understand that war is their life blood, they need it just as much as other species need to eat and drink. In fact its not uncommon for some of the race to choose to fight over mating. It was quite the insult for them, when they were inducted into the republic of free planets, after all, no daithi in right mind would ever want to be part of a society as peaceful as that one.
Appearance:Likuria stands 8 feet, 1 inch tall and has a form similar to that of an anthroid wolf. She has digigrade legs and pure white fur in color and a pair of large black, feathered wings on her back. Sprouting from the top of her head , between her long, almost fennec fox-esque ears, are two conical black horns, each one half foot long. Both her hands and feet are clawed and are colored black. Normally she has eyes like that of a human (whites with iris and pupil), however when angered her irises expand to fill her entire eyes and give off a soft blue glow (her normal eye color also being blue). Her only markings are two black stripes starting at the corners of her eyes and traveling downward, like tears of ink. Her chest is size is a B-cup. Likuria's tail is long and ropey, being nearly 7 feet long in length. The tip of the tail ending in one black spine. For clothes she usually just wears a loin cloth and tube top, both made for properly cured leather. Likuria's hair is long and jet black, usually formed into long spikes, which often poke her in the eyes.
Between her wings, her tail, and her her horns, wearing a spacesuit is a very difficult thing, however she will do so, even if only grudgingly.
Sexuality: Bi
Vehicle: None, wing man. Likuria wears a tight fitting suit of red and orange plate armor known as a Valkyrie suit. The Valkyrie suit offers a force feild style life support system, allowing her to be a wing man even in environments without an atmosphere. The boots of the suit offer an adjustable friction grip, which can either be tightened so much that she won't budge, or loosened down to a zero friction amount. The Valkyrie suit is her preferred outfit when on duty.
Weapons: VFR Valkyrie Mark III - an enormous buster sword, refined over ages and ages of Daithi warfare. The edge is formed with a technique so that it is forever sharp to an almost atomic point. The weight has been greatly reduced to the point where even a human could lift it if they were strong enough. Written in glowing red letters down the blade is the word Valkyrie. The metal of the blade was processed with a light coating of crystallized photons giving it the ability to shield and reflect against most hand held lasers.
VFR Einherjar Mark II YX - A custom pistol which utilizes a cold fusion mini reactor instead of the standard issue hot reactor. Won't over heat, but with freeze up if used too often. Shots come out extremely cold, at temperatures approaching 10 degrees kelvin. uses 9 mm platinum bullets for ammo.
Faction: league of the frontier worlds.
Biography:
Daithi history - When the republic of the free worlds collapsed the homeworld of the Daithi reverted back to their isolated, hoping to do what they do best until the whole mess was sorted out, fight among their various clans. Being on the edge of the Frontier however the League was not going to let such able bodied fighters go to waste, and so once again the Daithi were swept up on to the galactic stage.
Likuria's history - Likuria grew up like any other Daithi. She hatched out of her egg, fought with her brothers and sisters for food from her parents. Went to school, got into fights in the school yard. When she was 18 she joined the Daithi Stars Academy, and went into training for the League. While there she trained to be a wing man for a VP pilot or a space fighter pilot. She graduated top of her class, bring honor to her clan.
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Name: Tashina
Codename/Nickname:
Age: 18
Gender: female
Species: ferren (long eared, bronze skinned, silver eyed humanoid)
Occupation: Head chef on the steam power airship, the Tiamat, a luxury liner
Personality: sarcastic, logically minded, sassy
Weapons: frying pan, two long daggers
Other possessions:
-curry powder
-herblore and natural medicine field guide
-assorted herbs
-hatchet-cleaver
-rope
Abilities:
-cooking: she was raised from birth to cook
-herblore and basic medicine: she can make basic medicines, and perform basic first aid
-bar-room style fighting: nobles get drunk, she hits them on the head with the frying pan
Personal Quote: "Do you want your curry spicy, spicy, or hell-has-opened-a-gate-in-your-mouth spicy?"
Appearance: She is about average in height, with a lithe build to her. She also has a fairly small chest. Like all Ferrens, she has bronze skin and reflective silver eyes. Her ears are about half a foot long in length and are quite pointed. Tashina's hair is generally grown down to about half-way down her back, however she keeps it tied back in a braid. For clothing she wears a white silk tunic with black pants. The pants have been modified so the inside thighs and the shins of the pants are hard leather, they are also tight fitting. To hold her book on herbology she has rigged up a harness of leather straps (see rita from tales of vesperia for an example). Strapped to her right and left legs are her twin daggers. In addition to this she hangs her cross between a hatchet and a cleaver on a thong which hangs from her belt (rightside) for easy access. She also has a pouch containing her money, herbs, and curry powder on her belt (leftside). On her head is a a black ski cap, with a pair of aviator goggles on top of it. She almost never actually wears the goggles though.
Bio: Tashina was born and raised on the airship the Tiamat as a slave worker. When she showed exception susceptibility to various tastes at the age of 5, her masters immediately saw her for what she could become, a five star chef. Of course Tashina was quite happy with this decision herself, it meant that she wouldn't have to do any hard labor and she could mess around with food all she wanted.
There was a downside however, as she worked on a major luxury liner, she cooked for a lot of political guests. As a result she was often times either asked, or forced, to poison her own cooking to assassinate certain individuals. It wasn't so much killing people that upset her, but rather that the poison ruined the food which she put so much work into making, it was wasteful. Finally getting fed up with her food being used as a medium of death, she decided to slip away in the night. Dumping an over dose of sleeping potion into the curry pot she put everybody on the ship to sleep (when they were at port of course). The next morning when they woke up, they realized they needed a new head chef.
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Name: Ter'na & Ser'na Dreamlight (identical twins)
Species: Silver kitsune
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Element(s): Light
Weakness(es): Dark
World of Origin:
Attacks/Skills:
Ter'na and Ser'na have the ability to contact each other mentally as their minds overlap in areas. The twins use the same weapon, the long bow. In addition they both are healers by nature.
--Attacks/Skills
-Restoration: regenerates wounds over time (requires both twins)
-Nova arrow: fuses an arrow with light (one twin casts while the other shoots)
-Light ray: casts a beam of heated white light (both twins required)
-Herblore: basic knowledge of herbs
Ser'na and Ter'na have both a natural fox form and a human form.
Attitude: kind, soft-spoken, trusting, will always help those in need, sarcastic (occasionally), cheerful
--Human form description (Ter'na)
Ter'na in human form has fair skin and an elven build to her body. She has long white hair with a braid on the left side, tied on the end around a silver ring set with a blue gem. Her eyes are an icy blue, almost to the point of being white. She prefers to were a white kimono trimmed with a geometric pattern along the edges done in blue. In fox form she has pure white fur, taking on the form of an arctic fox. In place of her long hair is a main of thick fur.
Ser'na, being her identical twin, looks the same in all physical respects. The only way to tell them apart is that she has a braid on the right side of her head, with a ring that is set with a red stone, and the trim on her kimono is red in color. Both twins, in any form wear a leather color with a black dog tag depicting an eight point star in gold.
Occupation: travelers
Favorite activities: stargazing, traveling, lending a hand when needed
Bio:
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Name: Ter'na & Ser'na Dreamlight (Twins)
Sex: both female
Age: 19
Species: Vulpes Castor (Twin Fox) - A normally peaceful race which is highly humanoid in appearance. They tend to be of lithe build with very pale skin and fox ears and tails. They are unique though in that they are always born with an identical twin. Single children are rare, and are considered to be cursed. Before they joined the Intergalactic stage they often killed single children off. A Castor and his/her twin are able to communicate telepathically and have a very strong affinity for each others' emotions.
Appearance:Ter'na has fair skin and an elven build to her body. She has long white hair with a braid on the left side, tied on the end around a silver ring set with a blue gem. Her eyes are an icy blue, almost to the point of being white. She prefers to were a white kimono trimmed with a geometric pattern along the edges done in blue.
Ser'na, being her identical twin, looks the same in all physical respects. The only way to tell them apart is that she has a braid on the right side of her head, with a ring that is set with a red stone, and the trim on her kimono is red in color. Both twins wear a leather color with a black dog tag depicting an eight point star in gold.
Sexuality: Bi (female preference)
Vehicle: Mirage V-378 - A twin seated space fighter. Pilot seat is directly in front of co-pilot seat, gun controls are given to the co-pilot while the pilot is given the flight controls. The two control systems can be switched at any time. The wings take a standard X shaped formation. Weapons systems include a pair of twin plasma launchers, an Illusion Corp. 40mm Gatling Gun, and 4 heat seeking missiles. The engine uses an antimatter core, which in times of extreme emergence, can be ejected to cause an annihilation bomb.
Weapons: Kamikaze Mark IV - a collapsible scythe with a handle made of an extremely light weight metal. The blade is composed of a high concentrated photon crystal. There is a counter weight on the opposite end of the weapon which allows the weapon to have the same balance as that of a bo staff. It is meant to be used as such.
Faction: Terran Union
Biography: The Castor race is a very sentimental one. They always remember a deed, good or bad. For the Castors, an ally is a lot more permanent then most races would ever consider, most alliances they make, lasting for thousands of years on end. So it should come as no surprise when it is said that the Castors stuck with Earth through thick and thin, even after the collapse of the republic. It started shortly after Earth joined the Republic itself. The Castors were facing invasion by an unnamed entity. While the rest of the civilizations were sitting on their hands about interference with underdeveloped cultures, Earth took up the cause, saving the Castor race from the brink of destruction. The constant trade of ideas and culture with Earth that followed in the next hundred years catapulted the Castor homeworld through the all the technological ages with a startling speed. In just two hundred years, they evolved from a small, barely post dark ages species, to a space age race on an equivalent level with the rest of the republic. The fall out from the rapid changes in development of the world eventually resulted in a religious war which covered their home. Finally, after almost 50 years of warfare they emerged as a power on the intergalactic stage.
The Castor homeworld has only about 5% of it's surface covered in land. The rest is covered by a massive ocean. The temperatures found on the planet are extremely close to that of temperatures found in the Caribbean on Earth. The planet has three moons, all of which can be seen in the skies at night.
Ter'na and Ser'na grew up wanting to see the universe, so they enrolled in the local Academy as pilots for the Terran Union.
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Name: Mirjami Xun
Race: Dire wolftaur
Gender: herm
Elements: Earth, Ice
Age: 28
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: undecided
Description: Mirjami is by no means, as large as your average dire wolftaur. In fact for her species shi is actually on the petite side. However this doesn't mean that shi is small. Compared to your average wolftaur and Mirjami is both taller and more muscular by default. Shi has a dominant fur color of deep black flecked with streaks of gray through out. Hir under belly is pure white. The fur around hir neck is grown out to resemble a semi mane, which comes down to a point into a chest tuft between her average sized breasts. Shi also has another fur tuft between her front legs. Mirjami's tail is exceptionally full, more so then that of most dire wolves, hinting at an extremely faint vulpine ancestor.
Like most taurs Mirjami often doesn't bother with much in the way of clothes, however shi does frequently wear a soft leather tube top with an eight point compass rose printed on the front in black, the symbol of hir clan. Hir left ear is pierced with 3 small silver rings.
Mental Description: Mirjami actually has quite a healthy mind, shi seems to have no mental disorders or damage. Shi is always willing to lend a hand when needed and is constantly seeking out the company of others.
Weapon of Choice: Hunting spear
Style of use: normal use
Weapon name and description: unnamed: simple wooden spear with a steel tip
Magic: not very strong
Physical: not as strong as most dire wolves, but still pretty damned strong
Commonly Used Attacks:
-Spire: jut an earthen spike up from underneath the enemy
-Tremor: cause a small but concentrated earth quake
-Frostbite: causes the tip of her spear to drop to extremely cold temperatures
History: Mirjami hails from the plains far to the east. The place there is simply know as 'the Eastern Plains'. It is a wind swept and desolate area, oftentimes the grass lands given away completely to desert and waste land. Mirjami's tribe is a group of nomads that travel around this godforsaken realm, fighting with the other tribes for survival.
Life on the plains is very rough. However the knights of Sarjesti want to bring an end to it all. The knights wish to conquer the Eastern Plains and exterminate its people. The conflict that follows is know as the Barbarian Wars.
Lore:
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Name: Veronika Helka
Species: Human
Gender: female
Age: 16
Status: quite alive
Description: Veronika is an odd girl. She is fair skinned with long brown hair. Her iris's are actually a deep red, but this was her choice, as the contacts she wears intentionally make them that color. She usually ties back her hair with a bandanna. Her build is very thin and she doesn't always look like she is eating right. She usually wears a simple white dress with a yellow and orange bow tied around the midriff with the bow part pointing back. She usually prefers to go barefoot.
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The cleaver, not the girl
History: Veronika lived all her life in the city, however she and the city mixed like oil and water. She would occasionally have mental break downs in school, these break downs would eventually lead to uncontrollable anger, fits of hysteria, and an insatible urge for destruction. A school psychologist described her once as, demonic, and feared for his life every time he had to meet with her. In a last desperate act, her parents moved to the countryside taking her with them. For the most part the country seemed to do Veronika good, and she calmed down considerable. Almost all of those fits of rage disappeared too... almost.
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Name: Chief SunDance
Race: ancient wolf
Gender: female
Elements: Earth, Ice
Age: 78 (preserved at 25 though)
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: undecided
Description: The Chief was an old she-wolf. She had seen more battles then just about any other warrior on the Plains, except for maybe the other chieftains. Her fur has long since lost any color it once held and had gone pure white. Her left eye had been carved out in one battle, more specifically by the chieftain of the Darkwalker Tribe. She now wore a black leather eye patch over that eye, with the sign of the eight point star woven over the patch in silver. Her leather was made of a combination of hard leather and steel plates, covering her thighs, chest and upper arms. The leather of its making was so heavily scored and scared from battle that it no longer resembled its original form. She wore two vambraces, both of hard leather. Tied to her hip with a leather thong was a horn, one of many horns in fact, every single on of the original tribes of the plains of tears owns one. The tip capped in gold and covered in runes. To an expert artifactor it is the prime example of ultimate beauty. Slung over her back was a Greatsword of immense proportion. Despite her age, she was far stronger then the average warrior, kept in her prime, long past its due, by her need for war and constant honing of her strength.
Her balance between constant physical training and spiritual regiment has effectively preserved her body at the age when she first became chief, 25.
Mental Description: SunDance has the wisdom of her years, yet is possessed by the same recklessness as a hormone soaked teenager.
Weapon of Choice: Greatsword
Style of use: brutal, slash through anything style
Weapon name and description: unnamed: its basically a slab of sharpened steel meant to hew easy through both flesh and bone.
Physical: immensely strong, not even anywhere near how frail she should be at her age.
Magic: fairly weak, instead relies on physical, and takes miracles from the Sun and Earth Mother when she can.
Commonly Used Attacks:
-Spire: jut an earthen spike up from underneath the enemy
-Tremor: cause a small but concentrated earth quake
-Frostbite: causes the tip of her spear to drop to extremely cold temperatures
History: The chief of the SunDance tribe, she effectively preserved her own body for the ages, losing her own singular identity and becoming the very heart and soul of her Tribe, she effectively symbolizes its very life.
Lore:
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Name: Naoko Eilwen Meredith (Japanese: honest child) (Welsh: white brow) (Welsh/English: Sea lord) (combined meaning: Honest Young White Sea Lord)
Race: Red fox/gray fox mix
Gender: female
Elements: Air, Water (sea breeze)
Age: 23
Occupation: Fighter Pilot
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: WWIII style
Description: Naoko is about 4 foot 5 inches, and appears to be much younger than she really is. She has an almost completely flat chest. Her dominant fur color is a rust orange streaked with gray, while her belly fur is an off white, yellowish color. Her left ear is pierced with four silver rings, while her right ear is unpierced. Naoko's tail is tipped in black. She also had her belly button pierced and wears a silver belly button ring.
For clothing Naoko wears a pair of extremely baggy cameo pants, and black leather boots. Her shirt is a military tan green in color and has had the lower portion ripped away to show off her belly. Over this she generally wears a tan leather bomber jacket. Before going into battle on foot she always slings two ammo belts across her chest in an X fashion. To top it off she wears a pair of aviation grade goggles on her head.
Plane Description: Spitfire Delta-78
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Built to resemble an early WWII model, however it has been brought completely up to date. Capable of carrying a heavy payload, plasma-titanium Gatling cannons mounted on the wings. Miniature force shield generator. Inside of cockpit has been modified with a G-absorption unit which allows the plane to exceed the speed of sound many times over before even beginning to feel the effects. Wings have the ability to sweep back at supersonic speeds. Engine has liquid cooling system. Computer systems installed contain GPS, heat signature tracking devices, and target enable locking.
Mental Description: Naoko is cocky, over-confident, and is easily provoked into fighting when she is teased about either her height or lack of chest, not to mention she is highly sarcastic and rude. She is also about as straight as a rainbow.
Weapon of Choice: Twin Gatling Guns
Style of use: shooting, or when empty, can be used like massive clubes
Weapon name and description: P-234 Omega and P-234 Gamma- two massive Gatling guns, each about 4 feet long and 3/4 of a foot thick in diameter. The guns each contain 5 barrels. Both are silver in color differing only in the color of the barrels. Gamma's barrels are a blue silver, while omega's are a red silver.
Physical: Very strong, her muscles and bones were reinforced with cybernetics allowing her to lift several times her weight with easy.
Magic: No magical sense, a complete failure, can't even sense ghosts.
History: Naoko was a pilot for the British Airforce during WWIII. Her mother was Welsh while her father was Japanese (hence her odd name). She grew up like any other fur in Wales, going to high school, making friends, spraying graffiti on the walls. She was the textbook example of a trouble seeking tom boy. Unlike her friends though she had no desire to go on to college, so instead she went into the military, or more specifically, the air force. Needless to say, her willingness to take risks and her hard headed "I will do whatever it takes to kick your ass" attitude rocketed her through the cadet program, and she graduated top of her class, despite failing her History class miserably. She is often teased of not yet having hit puberty, or is called a midget.
Quote: "You see this gun? I'm going to shove it so far up your fucking ass that it will come out your throat, then I'm going to fire it."
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Name: Shona 'Angel' Mari
Race: Angel (human-esque)
Gender: female
Elements: Light
Age: 19
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: undecided
Description: Angel looks... well like an angel. More specifically she is of average height, with bright, crystal blue eyes. Her skin is very pale, and delicate looking. Her body, strangely enough, has no scars or impurities anywhere on it. The girl is strangely frail and is quite lacking in muscle. Her hair is pure white, about 4 feet long in length, with the tips light blue. Protruding from her back are two large, white, feathered wings. She can fly with them for very short periods of time,but gets tired easily. For clothing she either goes without, or wears a simple white robe. She is also prone to wearing a nurse’s outfit. Her chest is a fair size, but not anything too large.
Mental Description: She is very naïve about the world, and I constantly asking and questioning the world around her. She has forgotten everything from before she came to the world.
Weapon of Choice: none, is a medic
Style of use: none
Weapon name and description: unnamed
Physical: very weak and frail
Magic: strong, she can use her magic to knit flesh back together, purify demons, or just make a pretty ball of light
Commonly Used Attacks:
Healing skills: both physical and magical
History: Has no past, just simply appeared one day out of thin air. She woke up naked in a dumpster, the first thing she found being a stuffed prinny doll. Because of it she now has an obsession for penguin shaped objects.
Possessions:
-scalpel
-needle
-pain killers
-thread
-Prinny Doll (with eye patch), she acquired it in the dumpster she woke up in when she was abandoned
-a pad of bound paper for writing notes down on
-a pencil
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Name: Noelle Adeline Suzanne
Race: hybrid (fox-girl, as opposed to a cat-girl)
Gender: female
Elements: Earth
Age: 19
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: undecided
Description: She had bright, red colored hair, with matching red eyes. Her skin, probably once as pale as fresh snow, had tanned with all her work on the farm. The hybrid girl stood probably 5 foot 3 inches, with a nice pair of C-cups, hidden modestly under her homespun dress. The dress was a tan color, made of handwoven cotton thread, the skirt almost reaching the ankles of her bare feet.
She also occasionally wears a very cute french maid outfit.
Mental Description: She is French. Snobby about cooking, likes to do things herself.
Weapon of Choice: frying pan
Style of use: sauté
Weapon name and description: unnamed
Physical: about as strong as any sweet little french farm girl
Magic: none
Commonly Used Attacks:
BONK!: hit enemy over the head with the frying pan.
History: Just a random, very french, farm girl. She can cook, clean, serve, and bash skulls in. She wants to learn to pilot a plane but isn't really motivated
Possessions:
-frying pan
-hair band
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Name: Eirwen Siân
Race: Karifian, Bat-esque species (giant golden-crowned flying fox)
Gender: female
Preference: Bi
Elements: air
Age: 23
Status: quite alive
RP Exp: none
Home World: undecided
Description:
-Bio appearance: Eirwen has a well muscled and lithe body. While she isn't that strong, she is highly flexible. Her bones are hollow, like that of a bird, however the composition is different from that of most species, allowing for her bones to still be quite hard and sturdy. Her fur is a rust red in color and is fairly thick. She has eyes that are midnight black with dark blue irises. Eirwen's ears extend for about a foot from her head. The left ear behind pierced 5 times along the bottom edge with small golden colored rings. Normally karifians don't have wings, however they are born with an alternate set of DNA, which allows them to grow wings very rapidly. Karifians have the arm-wing configuration when the secondary DNA is activated. She has long black hair, grown down to her waist and tied back in a braid. She has an A-cup chest size.
-Clothes: Eirwen usually prefers to go nude, mostly because she, like all of her kind, find that clothes are restrictive and create both unnecessary weight and drag while flying. They also prevent the growth of the wings. Despite this she wears a loose fitting black shirt, with a padded combat vest over top. For pants she wears a pair of loose fitting, ultra baggy cameo pants (oh how i wish I had a pair of these). Underneath this assembly she wears a pair of simple, black, tight fitting panties and bra (she has no problem with being naked, but she figured out fairly quickly, that the mission could fail just as easily from being overwhelmed as from her comrades ogling her naked body).
Mental Description: Extremely sarcastic, doesn't have much respect for authority, but does have a good deal of respect for consequences.
Weapon of Choice: Eirwen carries with her a sonic knife, It can either be used to slice through metal like butter or emit sonic signals at various frequencies to scramble signals. Auto-protecting earplugs (designed to protect her sensitive ears from her own weaponry, will automatically seal her hearing when certain frequencies are reached, once the harm passes, they auto unseal her hearing). 3 sonic grenades (small spheres which emit very loud, explosive, sound waves. capable of smashing glass, destroying hearing, and if close enough, liquefying nearby matter. pull pin, 10 seconds latter it goes off, one use only). Sonic hand gun (short range hand gun that emits a concentrated sound beam cable of liquefying matter. has bad range)
History: Eirwen was born as the union of a celebrated hero and a priestess on her home world of Nthyoni. She grew up as a soldier living for the day when she could fight in a war.
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Name: Thi Tien Malai
Race: 'mutt' (cross between a feral elf and an anthro wolf)
Gender: female
Preference: Bi
Elements: wind
Age: 17
Status: crow's nest duty, pirate on the Silverwind
RP Exp: none
Personality: her brain was left out in the sun too long
Description:
-Bio appearance: Thi is quite the odd character. If somebody from our world saw her, and she was human, they would say that she looked like a cross between a Celt and the Vietnamese. She is very thin, and her cheeks always are blushing to a certain amount due to all the time she spends in the crow's nest. Her skin is almost a nut brown, however nobody is quite sure if this is due to how much time she spends out side, or her feral elf mom. Her slanted eyes are a brilliant emerald green in color. Her long white hair reaches about half way dow her back in length. Her ears are exceptionally long and pointed, but also covered with white fur, curtsy of her late father, along with the well groomed white tail. She has the body structure of an expert gymnast, with a B-cup chest size.
-Clothes: Thi wears a bandanna wrapped around her head and a black eye patch, although she didn't have anything happen to her eye. In her opinion it makes her look more professional. Her left ear has been pierced an amazing 7 times, each with a simple gold ring. She wears an indigo colored bra. She also had her belly button pierced. Covering her legs is a toga like skirt, also indigo, and if she runs at just the right speed you can see that she isn't wearing anything under- *shot* She disdains shoes and walks around bare foot.
Mental Description: A couple sandwiches short of a picnic. Which isn't a bad thing, she gets along well enough with the crew, and is damned useful. She is just a little... odd at times
History: Her mother was a barbarian feral elf, and her father was an anthro wolf mercenary. He was suppose to lead a group on a mission to wipe out the band of feral elves, but due to a mistake on his part all his comrades died in the fight but him. Unfortunately he found himself on the prisoner side of the spoils of war. A couple of nights of the feral elf leader (thi's mom) playing with her new toy resulted in Thi.
She grew up with the other wild elves of the band and when she came of age she ran away to the sea. She was born and grew up practically naked, so as a result she only wears clothes that she thinks make her look better.
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Name: Verusha
Sex: Female Appearance
Age: 25
Species: Io
Species Description: Io are energy based beings with no physical manifestation of their own. When unclad in a shell, they become spectral spirits and are completely unable to interact with the physical world. All Io are completely gender neutral, however their spectral forms and shells both take on an appearance of a female form. They hail originally from a dead star called Io-katora (which isn't related to the moon Io, or the later discovered, planet Io. For some reason the name keeps popping up in the universe). At some point in their homeworld, they encountered another race with a physical manifestation. According to their lore, this race built them the first 'Shells'. A shell is an android that is approximately 50% bio and 50% machine. It's brain has been fused with a mechanical neural net, which allows the Io which owns the Shell to inhabit it. Like with natural creatures, an Io has to eat (and by consequence, visit the ladies room) in order to keep up an energy source for the body.
Shells are replications of a life form, and as such have all the necessary systems (digestive, neural although altered, urinary, endocrine, and reproductive although, they are sterile). They also have the additional function of summoning battle armor out of a pocket dimension known as 'subspace'. This armor usually serves as protection, and a means for offense. Because of its nature as a subspace item, it is referred to as 'Ghost Armor'.
Appearance: Ugh, I hate doing this, but its just too hard to describe appearances sometimes. All credit goes to the artists who created the pictures included. I only wish I had their talent.
First, the base form of the shell:
http://e621.net/data/584e48545ea0b0e56f9c2e1b25e77fff.jpg (http://e621.net/data/584e48545ea0b0e56f9c2e1b25e77fff.jpg)
Next is an example of the combat armor that she can wear:
http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r168/ta...adowfox/143.jpg (http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r168/talonshadowfox/143.jpg)
Finally is her Io form itself (except ghost like):
http://e621.net/data/e86ded8ba18b450d14459f4b9097109b.jpg (http://e621.net/data/e86ded8ba18b450d14459f4b9097109b.jpg)
Sexuality: female preference, but still has an interest in males
Side: Treasure hunter
Weapons: Ghost Armor, contains a pulse gun (which can draw energy from her Io spectral form using it too often will hurt her), standard platinum shock gun blast (can be used 3 times), and a pair of energy blades that emerge from the wrists. The armor also acts as life support, and can supply the shell with up to two hours of pure O2.
Ship: Emerald Dawn - A small one person ship, contains an escape pod, a bedroom, hyper compact bathroom, cockpit is two seated, on the off chance the captain has a partner in crime. Not the fastest or the strongest firepower wise, but it has good shielding. Its weapon system is composed of two simple, low yield, plasma cannons.
Biography: It is thought by many, the Io included, that the only reason why they are able to manifest themselves in shells is due to technology passed down from the greys. Or, even more likely, a ship crashed into Io-katora and the Io invaded it. One of them most likely got lucky and linked itself to an android, which more or less began their Shell technology. Since then, all of the original technology (no matter who it was from, Seeders or another race) has been broken down, reverse engineered, or lost completely. Verusha wants to find the Seeders again, so she can bring the technology back to her people, so they can advance even farther.
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Name: Renata of the Book
Reference species: winged arctic fox
Gender: herm
Preference: bi, no preference
Deity of: Time and History
Appearance: Renata takes on the appearance of a vixen with completely white fur. Sprouting from her back are two, very large, feathered wings. Depending on the way the light hits them they can appear to be either white or black. Shi's irises are constantly shifting in color. Branded on hir forehead is an eight point star. Hir bust size is a healthy c-cup. For clothes shi wears a bright red silk robe. Along the hem of the robe are words embroidered in gold thread, they are written in a lost language and can not be translated. Embroidered on the back of the robe, in the same golden thread is the rising sun. Shi wears nothing underneath hir robe.
Clenched underneath hir left arm is a leather bound book. On the front is the same eight point star as on her forehead, on the back is the rising sun. It is in the book that shi records the history of the world. In hir right hand shi bears a scythe with a silver blade, attached to the scythe, just beneath the blade are two golden bells and two red ribbons. (for those who care about the naughty details, shi is feminine dominant, and has no external balls)
Divine abilities: Dream Walking, Fatigue
Fetishes: sunrises and sunsets (times in between normalcy), sand, libraries
Religion: History must be recorded, maintained, and kept flowing. It is not Renata's way to interfere with time as it progresses, rather to make sure that it progresses at all and that it progresses normally.
Notes: hir scythe is not used for taking lives, like the god of death's, rather shi uses it to remove abnormalities in history. (basically, shi would come after you with the scythe if you some how got into a time period that wasn't your own, or if you were trying to some something from another dimension which should not exist in this world)
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Name: Seonaid
Sex: female
Race/Species: Scarred (maned wolf)
Age: 21
Appearance:
-Base Body:
http://chan.yiffy.tk/file/46759/1239056464445157727.jpg (http://chan.yiffy.tk/file/46759/1239056464445157727.jpg)
-Located on her left shoulder is the following tattoo:
http://fc32.deviantart.com/fs38/f/2008/328...onShadowfox.jpg (http://fc32.deviantart.com/fs38/f/2008/328/e/1/Vector_Arrow_Tattoo_Design_by_TalonShadowfox.jpg) (belongs to Talonshadowfox)
She doesn't wear much in the way of clothing (aside from what is shown in the base pic). For the most part she just wears a cloak woven in a fashion to blend into the woods, the clasp is a standard celtic style cross, with the four arms at equal lengths. On each arm is a different colored stone. Top red, bottom blue, right purple, left green. Dead center there is a small round sphere of obsidian. http://freecrosses.com/cross.gif (http://freecrosses.com/cross.gif)
Sexual preference: Bi, no preference
Magical skills: Druidic (basic control over plants and water)
Weapons:
-An extremely thin, and rather long sword. It's balance isn't all that great but the edge is extremely sharp. Designed to be rather light weight, single edged.
-Rosary with another celtic style cross on it.
Background: Seonaid is a scarred. The scarred were once a city of proud humans known as the Taranis. They hoarded their knowledge before the war, becoming some of the most famous wizards in the world. Their magic was primarily offensive and extremely destructive, at the cost of the users health. The cost came in the form of a backlash wave they called rewhah. When they joined the war, there was an accident and one of their more unstable magics went wild, unleashing it's fury upon it's creators. The rewhah was massive and the resulting wave twisted the bodies of Taranis. When they came too they found that they battlefield had been reverted to a crater, and they had been bound in the shape of wolves.
Injured, insulted, and full of fear, the Taranis retreated to the shadows of the forest, living as barbarians. They became known as the Scarred and were critized as the outcasts of society. The lowest of the low.
Seonaid and the Scarred have learned their lesson, they want either magic to be destroyed or placed in the hands of a select few, so their mistake can never again come to the light of day.
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Username: Tara Infernoflare
Character Name: Silentstar
Sex: female
Species: wolf
Clan Affiliation: Lycus
Rank in Clan: Beta Female
Appearance: Her back is covered with fur the color of wheat, while the vast majority of her other fur is covered by pure white fur. Her right eye's iris is a golden yellow, while the other's iris is ink black, due to a genetic mutation, giving her left eye the appearance of being one solid color, this however, does not cause any vision problems. Her right ear is heavily scarred from a fight she got into earlier in her life.
Personality: Quite, preferring not to waste words, she sometimes comes across as rude because of this, but in reality, she has a great deal of respect for the pack
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Name: Alwyn Ithel
Nickname: Alwyn the Graceful
Age: 34
Gender: male (hmph, I've done enough female characters, I think it's time I changed it up some)
Species: Sarikian (elf like creatures, further description will be provided in appearance section)
Role Type: Swordmaster
Sword Description: Isra - An extremely long sword. The blade length is a massive 5 feet long. The handle is twice as long enough to be considered 2 and a half hands. The sword blade itself is only single sided, with the reverse edge designed to deal out bashing blows. The width of the blade is only about an inch wide. Isra itself is unadorned of ornaments except for a simple emerald set into the pommel, designating the swords as being enchanted with wind magic. The sword has a straight blade.
Appearance: The word 'graceful' doesn't do Alwyn justice. He is thin, and sickly in appearance, all of his kind are. It is commonly thought that Sarikian were once humans themselves, however their evolution took a different turn. They paled, almost to the color of white snow, their eyes and other facial features became more angled. Most of all, they became thing and adopted a distant look in their eyes. Most of all the sarikian are extremely long lived. In the eyes of his people, Alwyn is barely even considered an adult.
It is a small wonder that Alwyn can lift any sword other then a rapier for very long with his build, however for some unknown reason, he has little to no trouble wielding Isra. His hair, for the most part, is cropped short. The bangs of his Valkyrie blond hair hanging down into his icy blue eyes. The exception to this is a long pony tail braid that reaches all the way down to his waist. What he loses in strength he more then makes up for in speed, surefootedness, and flexibility.
His outfit is composed of a pair of light weight, semi baggy, tan pants, a semi-baggy, black sleeveless shirt, a pair of brown, leather fingerless gloves, and a brown cape. He wears Isra across his back in a specially designed scabbard that allows him to sheath and unsheath the sword in a horizontal manner, instead of the usual vertical manner.
Personality: Peaceful but determined. He isn't afraid to speak his mind. Alwyn hates killing, so most of the time, his goal in a fight is simply to incapacitate.
Short Biography: Alwyn was banished from his homeland. It all started when he was 10. Like any other of his race, he was required to take up a weapon to devote his life to. Alwyn decided to take up the sword. In sarikian society, the art of learning to fight with a weapon isn't enough. One must learn how to create the weapon, enchant it, and wield it. This was perfectly fine as far as Alwyn was concerned. The trouble rose when he turned 25.
He had fallen in love with the high priestess of the local temple. As the classic story went, he would sneak into the temple every night to woo her. Then it all went sour. One night, he got caught breaking in. The guards, thinking him a thief and a desecrator didn't hesitate to attack him. Unable to properly weild his sword, he accidentally killed two of them, and mortally wounded a third. In his society, murder is an unforgiveable sin, and so, he was cast out, and cursed. The curse stated that he would never be able to settle anywhere for long, else misfortune would hound his footsteps.
He seeks atonement for his sin by lending his skill with a sword to those who he determines to have 'a noble cause'.
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Name: Sorcha
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Race/Species: fox
Appearance:
base: http://e621.net/data/5e586ebcee88fc368e64e23a61b0ba57.jpg (http://e621.net/data/5e586ebcee88fc368e64e23a61b0ba57.jpg)
facial tattoos: http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs30/i/2008/116...onShadowfox.jpg (http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs30/i/2008/116/4/d/Tribal_Tattoos_Krystal_head_by_TalonShadowfox.jpg) (it's a full facial tat, with the swirly part just beneath her eyes)
body tattoos: http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs26/i/2008/116...onShadowfox.jpg (http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs26/i/2008/116/d/0/Tribal_Tattoos_Krystal_body_by_TalonShadowfox.jpg)
(when applied correctly it should look like this: http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs30/f/2008/116...nShadowfox.jpg) (http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs30/f/2008/116/a/c/Tribal_Tattoos_Krystal_Preview_by_TalonShadowfox.jpg))
(I appologize, I hate using 3d models with rps *shudder*, all credit for the pics goes to the appropriate owners)
Clothing wise, she normally wears a leaf green cloak, nothing underneath
Sexuality: completely bi
Skills: Druidic -
-communication with animals
-tracking in natural areas
-basic control over plants
-use of a hunting knife
-herbology
Weapons: a simple steel knife with decent balance
Biography: Sorcha is a druid. Her parents were druids. As far back as her family can be traced, they are druids. Like most of her kind, she was given to a pact of wolves shortly after birth to be raised as one of their own. At the age of ten she was deemed ready, and was taken back into druidic society. The first ten years of her life taught her the basics of survival, the second ten taught her how to harmonize herself with nature. As a druid she took a very zealous view of nature, celebrating every Beltane festival with a heated passion, and eagerly awaiting each solstice. unfortunately, as much as Sorcha might wish, she must return to the world of the humans occasionally, as it is her job, appointed by the high druids, to keep an eye on the situation, and preserve the Mother Forest, if it falls endanger.
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