RP - Ragnorak: "The Seven Spirits Of Vladimar"

Welcome to another RP started by yours truly. As usual, there are rules to be followed and everyone who signs up most wait until I accept their profile before they are allowed to RP. Also you must follow these rules:

1. No God-modding. During battles any over exaggerated and totally absurd attacks like 10000000000 knifes from the sky is unacceptable. Make your posts as realistic as possible.

2. No controlling the flow of the story. No one is allowed to determine what happens in the story but me.

3. No invincibility. You cannot dodge every single attack that comes your way. Everyone who role-plays must learn to take a hit.

4. No flaming.

5. You may only control two characters, but no more.

6. Nobody can be related to the main villian in anyway. He has no students, no family members, and not even a son. He only has subjects who serve him like a god. What they are called is below.

Thank you.

=================================================================================================

In the beginning, the universe was ruled by two gods. First was the God of Light, Jovalin. The god who watched over the weak and blessed those of good heart. His light bathed the universe in laughter and love and brought joy to all worlds. Then there was the God of Darkness, Vladmir. A god of who lived solely to bring destruction upon all worlds. He feeds off the suffering of all beings and anoints those who bring turmoil to the universe. Their almighty powers brought balance to the skies and helped the universe prosperous as a whole. Then the day came where Vladmir became far too powerful and disrupted the balance. Worlds were imploding, fellow beings were fighting one another, and darkness covered all. It was inevitable that Jovalin and Vladmir would soon collide, and thus they did. The skies lit up from their amazing battle; but when it was all said and done, Jovalin came out with the victory and Vladmir was left broken to pieces. Upon winning, Jovalin restored the universe to its peaceful harmony and banished Vladmir to the dark realms. This is what is told by the prophecy. This was millenniums ago.

Now word is going around that the dark lord is rumored to return. If this be true, then the universe is surely to be in great peril. The hope of the universe relies in the hands of one man. The chosen one. It is by his hands that the dark lord will be slain and the universe restored. This is the prophecy of:

RAGNORAK

Name: Manuel "Striker" Felix
Sex: Male
Age: 28
Height: 6'1
Weight: 202 lbs.
Race: Human
Religion: None
Weapons: Arabian Sword and Samurai Sword. The Arabian sword was acquired from an Arab Swordsmen after killing him at the age of 22. The Samurai Sword was stolen from a sleeping samurai on the road. He also carries a pack of explosive grenades on his side.
Skills: Ninjatic abilities. When attacking, he flies through the air at the speed of light and lands a hit at a rate of 2 seconds. Secret stealth. Walk running. Ceiling hanging.
Appearance: Has Long Brown hair, a red scar over his right eye, and green eyes. Wears a scarf over his face to hide his identity. Wrist bands, black chest plate, red belt, black pants, and combat boots.
Personality: Calm, laid back, Independent. Has lived a life of trusting no one ever since watching his father die in front of his own eyes.
History: The stories? Chosen One. Manuel Frenxs was born in a small village where he grew up learning the ways of the Ninja. However, at the age of 15, him and his family were kidnapped by the forbidden foreigners and were enslaved for the next 3 years. Over those years, Frenxs skills grew more. And when the time came when he turned 18, he and his father "Trevor Frenxs" fought the foreigners head on, allowing his mom and brother to escape. Unfortunately their forces were too much for both of them and Trevor Frenxs was forced to sacrifice himself for Manny's sake, ordering him to run while he still could. Being left with no choice of the matter, Manuel retreated and escaped safely.......unfortunately his eyes watched in horror as the foreigners brutalized his father to a bloody pulp. The man who laid the final blow is unknown, but has since resided in Manny's mind. The day finally came when he finally got his revenge, striking down the foreigner who killed his father. Ever since then, Manny has traveled his home world earth alone, taking up the name "Striker". He protects the weak from harm and heals the sick whenever he could. Little does he know that his whole life is about to change.


Name: Princess Teya Lovett
Sex: Female
Age: 22
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 128 pounds
Race: Human
Religion: Jovalist
Weapon: The Book of Righteous. A gigantic book that is as light as a feather but powerful beyond imagination. When casting a spell, the book hovers in mid air and flips to the page the spell which was casted is on.
Appearance: Beautiful young lady with a babyface complication. She has angelic blue eyes and silk long blonde hair that reaches down to her shoulders. Wears an all white dress with a white tiara on top of her head and matching white glass heels. Carries a necklace around her neck with a "J" symbol to symbolize Lord Jovalin.
Skills: Mystical Spell Caster of Light. Casts spells of light to vanquish enemies. Has the ability to heal others only at the expense of using up her own energy. Can create force fields and energy beams.
Personality: Innocent, soft-spoken, and timid. Has a good heart and highly sensitive. Smiles to everyone and has high moral values.
History: Born as an heir to King Henry Lovett the fifth, Princess Teya Lovett grew up inside castle Odom. Throughout her young years, she was trained by her mother, Yolanda Lovett-Greens, in the art of spell casting. She received education from personally appointed teachers by the King himself, which gave her little time to ever live a life outside her castle. After a while, the dad by day kingship living began to bore Lovett, as she yearned for something more. Upon turning 18, the curiosity of the young princess begins to take over and her urge to venture out into the world had grown. Once in a while she would sneak out of the castle to explore cities around and keep her identity as a princess hidden. Little does she know that she would soon stumble upon the man who would change her life for good.

================================================================================================

CHARACTER TEMPLETE:

Name:
Sex:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Race: (Can be anything, but nothing too abstract)
Religion: (Jovalist, Vladimorian, or None)
Weapons:
Skills:
Appearance:
History:


« Last edited by KOG on Dec 30th 2013 »

Name: Axel Nadar
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Height: 6'3
Weight: 140 lb
Race:Human
Religion: Vladimorian
Weapons: A stave crafted from the remains of his master augmented with many spells.its long and white and is adorned with his master skull. Embedded in the skull is an onyx A hand and a half sword with an onyx crystal embedded in the hilt.
Skills: A necromancer of extreme proficenatcy. Can summon many varies creatures of varies stength's. Also knows many dark magic atatcks and is proficient in swordsmanship.
Appearance: Wears a long black cloak that covers his enitre body. It has a hood attached that can cover his whole face.His head is shavin in devotion to vladamir and his eyes are an unnatural red color. His normal eye color is brown.
History:Axel was born in a village where the poor were constantly oppressed. He was s tarnge orphen and was very proficent in necromancy. Once the village found out about his powers they kciked him out and he lived in the country. He was found by his master,teacher and freind Tishouro. Whom had taught him everything he knows.His master was killed by a group of assassins hired fromt he village Axel was banished from. As he lay dying Tishouro told him to fidn the choosen one.Using his skills Axel used necro magic to create a staff from his remains.After picking up his masters sword. Axel left his former home and set fire to it as per his masters wishes. He now sets off to his his destiny and the choosen one.

« Last edited by ss2teengohan on May 20th 2009 »

Character looks good but history conflicts with the story. Teya and Manuel have not even met yet. So don't know why you'd have a vendetta against them already. Also, I did not make this clear and I apologize, but it'd be better if you were to fight along side them instead of against cause that would make the story go better as well. The religion info is just who he believes in more and not who he "serves".

So once you change your history I'll happily accept you.

(Sorry i wanted to be the Roleplays villain lol, anyway i edited it)

The Mod is In.

Name: Dakkben LoongShanks

Sex: Male

Age: 25

Height: 6'7

Weight: 195 lbs.

Race: Elementai(Ancested from Human)

Religion: None

Weapons: Having no physical weapons in exceptions for a Sword forged out of a unknown metal. Dakkben is very adept in using his sword which he names Fury in a combination of close melee moves he calls Dark Furyian. Other weapons includes himself and his rare ablility to use electrical energies in which he can use Fury to make it much more devastating weapon.

Skills: Ability to use electrical energies granted Dakkben several perks such as the ablilty to leviate, shoot out electical attacks as well as having ability to absorb shocks, he uses his electrical ability to amplify Fury, making it more capable of dealing serious damage to heavy targets.

Appearance: Brown hair, slightly tanned skin, has Green-Brown Hazel eyes that occasionly flashes blue from his rare ability. A custom made coat, wears a white shirt underneath as well along with jeans, also wears Combat Boot.

Personality: A laid back person, but in combat his mental status changes from careless to serious, perhaps to a point, relentless. He will not trust people at first glance, but when they earn his trust, he will fight to death to help that person for a good cause.

History: Being born in an isolated village near an hideout for an powerful magus. The villagers paid the magus dues in return for protection, if they didn't pay, the magus would destroy the village, or worse. When he was twelve, a horrible drought hit the village, making it impossible for the villagers to pay their dues to the magus. The magus set fire to the houses, poisoned the water and killed all of the firstborns. Dakkben, however wasn't affected since he was a firstborn, enraged, the Magus attempted to strike Dakkben down with a lightning bolt. Instead, Dakkben absorbed it and deflected it back to the Magus, caught off guard, the Magus was instantly fried. The villagers was in the state of shock, but in an almost split second moment, the villagers exiled him out of the village, they were afraid that Dakkbe nmight do the same thing the Magus tried to do to the Village. Bearing no grudge, he walked the earth, using his destructive ability to help others. But the fates has it, he has a greater purpose...



let me know if I have to edit anything.

« Last edited by SUPERMAN5 on May 21st 2009 »

Looks good, you both are in. I will begin the RP once we have a little more people to sign up.

Name: Will Holland

Sex: Male

Age: 25

Height: 6'6"

Weight: 166

Race: Human

Religion: Jovalist

Weapons: Will carries a spear and a shield resembling that of a Roman legionnaire but it is made out of a royal blue metal. That he found while venturing in the mountains near his hometown that he then forged into his spear and shield that he calls Unconquered Sapphire

Skills: He has the basic training of a Roman Legionnaire, and he has super strength which with he can tear a house down with his bare hands.

Appearance: He has buzzed dirty blond hair, blue-grey eyes, a hooked nose, and scars on his calves. He wears armor of a Roman Legionary or when not in armor he wears loose fitting shorts and a t-shirt.

History: Will was born in a small town in an area once part of the Roman Empire but they never learned of the fall so they live training or making weapons. His father was a centurion and trained with his dad everyday of his life since he could walk his mother ran away and is presumed murdered by a necromacer. He loves fighting or wrestling just to have a good time but rather only kills when he has to. He was apprenticed to a blacksmith for a short time only to find that the only thing he could make was his shield and spear he soon left the black smith to continue his training. He named his spear and shield Unconquered Sapphire because of the coloring of the ore and for it never dents or bends or breaks. He found the metal ore up in mountains exploring one day just for fun he thought at first it was a gem but soon realized that he was looking at a rare unknown ore. His family is in a communtity of devout Jovalist so it is only natural that he to is a devout Jovalist.

« Last edited by halodude on Jun 3rd 2009 »

Looks good halodude. Theres still time to juice him up a bit. He seems very basic.

((beefed it up a little added more detail to his life))

« Last edited by halodude on May 21st 2009 »

Lol, not what I was looking for. I meant like super powers and stuff. He can have some magic powers or super abilities. I just don't want him to like be able to make planets explode or nothing, haha.

((when we starting?))

When we have enough people sign up. We only got 3. Need at least two more then I'll go ahead and start.

((okay gotcha))

Why not? I thought I'd make an all new character for this thing.


Name: Roy Creed

Sex: Male

Age: 24

Height: 5'10

Weight: 119 lbs.

Race: Human

Religion: None

Weapons: A barrel-over-barrel magnum custom made for Roy. The bullets used in it have very hard tips made of a mysterious substance, much harder than steel, but surprisingly light weight. The bullets have more kick to them, and can even pierce through a tank. With the barrel-over-barrel design, however, it can only fire three times before needing to reload. To compensate for this, there is a small latch that fits right over Roy's thumb that can be flicked open and fed in one or two rounds without needing to reload all the chambers. Roy also carries a few explosive rounds. He only really uses them for breaking down structures, however. Also, Roy has a large shield. It fits onto his forearm, and he only really removes it when sleeping and eating. It stretches the length of his forearm and made of the same very strong material used with his bullets. He has never even seen this shield cracked. Hidden in the shield is also a short sword that can extend from the tip of the shield that is about 14 to 16 inches long, also made of the material from the shield and bullets. Roy also keeps a few bullets hidden on the inside of the shield for quick reloads.

Skills: Roy is very skilled with his Shield-Sword, making him have a great balanced of defense and offense with one arm when he fights. He is also a very accurate shot with his magnum, able to his people moving at a moderate speed from about fifty yards. His true skill in battle, however, lies in his combination of his sword, shield, and magnum. My combining all three, while in close range, he is able to attack, defend, and shoot in a flowing motion, and greatly increasing his reload time with the bullets in the shield and already moving arms. His speed is above average, although noting too great, but with the light material his weapons are made out of, he isn't weighed down too much. His strength is also a bit above average although, still nothing great. He is very smart however, and able to instantly judge most situations.

Appearance: Roy wears a long brown coat, often buttoned up over a white sleeveless shirt. He also wears green cargo pants made out of a very tough material and a brown trilby. On his feet, he wears black tennis shoes that are worn, but still in manageable condition. Roy had hazel eyes, and his brown hair is kept about an inch long, and a bit messy. Lastly, he wears black gloves that end at the first joint on each of his fingers. His revolver is pitch black with a barrel over barrel design and is kept on his left thigh. His shield is a dark shade of blue bordered by silver and attached to his right forearm.

Personality: Roy is friendly, but has a dark personality, making his conversations with friends often full of sarcasm and insults. It's mostly in good fun however, as Roy has a good sense of humor. He generally thinks that he's much more skilled than others, but he notices when he's significantly outmatched.

History: Roy ran away from home when he was very young. Yearning for a more exciting life, he joined the military in an advanced training for supposed "super" soldiers. Towards the end of the training, he was discommissioned due to friendly fire during firing practice. The person he fired at wasn't killed, but it was suspected of being deliberate, and he was kicked out of the military after that. Truly it was on purpose, for Roy wanted to get out of the program right after he'd finished his training. He spent time after that mastering the shield-sword technique of fighting, after which he became an assassin and a gun for hire in wars. He made enough to get by, but soon found his jobs becoming too easy, and the thrill was lost. Soon after, he heard about a struggle between gods and the possibility of a dark lord returning to bring terror to the world. Hearing this, he grinned wildly, knowing that he'd found his thrill.

Interesting, you're in. One more person and I'll get this show started.

Name: Koroe (core-oh)Demenshei

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Height: 6'3

Weight: 160

Race: Element Bender

Religion: Jovalist

Weapons: None*


Skills: His abilities grant him a plethora of skills. He has mastered the four sacred branches of the elements. Earth, Fire, Water, and Air. His skills vary with each element. The list could 'potentially' be endless.

Appearance: Koroe wares a blood red robe that folds around his body. There is a sliver of white that wraps around in unison with the robe. He is barefoot. Training in his younger years completly calcified the bottom of his feet. Around his neck is a golden pendent. It has no magical influence. Just sentimental. He has ash blonde hair and bright blue eyes. His complection is very tan.

History: At the age of 10 he showed incredible naturality in the area of element bending, by saving passengers of a cruise ship in the ocean. At the age of 11 he was accepted into the Acadamy for the Gifted Benders. Throughout his first year at the acadamy, he excelled in all areas. Defense, Offense, Strategy, and Fluidness of Bending. After that year he was sent to begin training at Mount Sempra. Mount Sempra is home to the elite of the elite. The best of the best. At the age of 13 he completed his first year at Mount Sempra. At the age of 14 he was the only kid in his class to take down a teenage Leviathan at his exams. The act instantly boosted his standing in the school. At the age of 15 he, along with 4 other students, was enlisted in the Young Defenders program in Mount Sempra. Young Defenders is a program that gives powerful yound benders the ability to go out and help the world in any small way. Koroe helped many people across the world. His most famous act is when he dug a 20 mile trench to connect two large rivers for a large villige. The act took him a total of 3 and a half weeks. At the age of 16, he was asked by the headmaster of Mount Sempra to escort his daughter, along with a flotila of ships, to her home across the ocean. Along the way, they were attacked many times. Finaly arriveing at her home, the flotila had been decimated. They barely made it there alive. He received awards after awards for his bravery and determination to get the young lady back safe and sound. At the age of 17 he graduated from Mount Sempra top of his class and received his long diserved Grand Dragon Bender Diploma.
Koroe is currently researching information claiming that a terrible power may come back to throw the world back into chaos...

« Last edited by Titanic_Force on May 23rd 2009 »

Awesome, you're in. I believe we have enough people to begin. Lets have some fun!!

P.S.: Intro is a little long so be prepared to read a bit.


=============================================================

Earth. The god's greatest creation. A planet filled with wonder and amazement for the rich and royalty, yet misery and pain for those unfortunately born poor and needy. Our story begins in a low-populated small town called Vanguard. The area is mostly covered in sand with a few trees planet near wells and small lakes. The residence is not exactly one of royalty. In fact, mostly everyone here is barely above middle class, if not poor. The males wore medieval-like thin shirts and pants that appeared to choke the very structure of their legs. The women wore a full gown that covered them from head to toe and covered their heads with a small hood.

The scene opens at a two story bar on of southwest side of Vanguard. A huge, yet old, sign in the distance read 'Ed's Bar' for the newcomers entering town. Inside, the bar is packed with beer-chugging, low-hygiene men telling stories and laughing obnoxiously as alcohol fell from their lips. Both floors show men of all shapes and sizes sitting at tables, playing darts in the corner, and drinking beer from huge wooden cups. Moments later, a suspicious figure walks in through the front wooden doors, not drawing much attention to itself. Although the unknown newcomer wore a hooded cloak which covered it from head to toe, the slender torso and slight curve of its hips tells us its feminine. The cloak's hood shadows the anonymous female's face, intentionally done to hide her identity. Keeping her head low, she approaches to the bartender table and sits down in the first empty chair she saw, gripping her cloak timidly as if the atmosphere gave off a sense of discomfort. Mere Seconds pass before a cubby, elderly bartender spotted the newcomer and became immediately intrigued. He did what he was there to do -- serve all customers and make them feel at home.
"What will it be, stranger?" asked the bartender.
"Oh uhh, may I have some water?" she said in a shy high-pitched tone.
The bartender turns to his collection of bottles behind him and grabs one labeled "water" on the front of it. "You do realize women aren't allowed in this bar, right?" he warned as he poured water into a glass nearby.
"I apologize," said the mysterious female. "I'm just really thirsty. Please don't kick me out".
"Ha, I'm just messing around!" joked the bartender, sliding the wooden cup up to her. "What's your name, lady?"
The woman timidly grabs the hood of her cloak and looks around, examining the ancient bar and its residence. Unlike the other locals, there is something harm-warming about the bartender. She sensed his genuine politeness and decided to answer back. "Teya," she said, grabbing the handle of her wooden cup. She glances inside the cup, watching at the somewhat dirty water swirl, and sighed. Just as she went to drink it, Teya is approached by two identically fat-belly, bearded men wearing nothing but brown vests and blue pants. They close in on Teya from both sides, shining their old-moldy teeth in her face.
"Hey there, toots!" said the male on the right. "We don't see girls like you around these parts often."
"Uhhh, well I ... I'm new here," said Teya, slowly moving away from the man, absolutely appalled by his wretched body odor. "Sir, can you please -- "
"Awwwwww," said the bearded man on the left, pushing his belly up against Teya's back. "I think the little lady is shy. Let's make her feel right at home. Heh-heh!"
"Hey, easy up on the lady you two," said the bartender, watching all this take place. Both the bearded males ignored him, continuing to taunt Teya. The bartender went about his business, picking up a rag and cleaning cups in a sink, not making a move to defuse the situation any further.

« Last edited by KOG on Mar 13th 2016 »

A man with a long brown coat and a strange hat on was sitting at a table not too far away. He observed the situation curiously. He shrugged as he downed the rest of his beer and stood up. He walked over to the two men and put his hand on one of their shoulders. "It would be in your best interest if you left her alone." The man said.

For days Koroe meditated on where to go next. What to look for. What 'it' will be. For some odd reason unknown to him, his instincs told him that this bar would be the answer to all past and future questions. He arrived at the bar, at noon. For hours nothing happend. And he accidently feel asleep. He was awaken by the laughter of bad intention.
He saw what looked to be a feminine shaped figure being harrased by two ugly brutes. "Is this what im looking for?" he asked silently.
Slowly and calmly he walked over to the men. People began to point and stare at Koroe as he walked across the floor. For his atire was not that of the common folk.

He approached the men and lady like figure. "Im going to have agree with this guy and ask you, fine gentlemen, to please step away from the female."

« Last edited by Titanic_Force on May 23rd 2009 »

Will also walks into the same tavern who had a long day patrolling his village's countryside when he arrives in Vanguard still in full armor from his patrolling. Looking for the nearest tavern he walks in with disgust at its lack of hygiene. He quickly rents a room and changes into his clothes and heads for the main room. Thinking there would be no trouble he left Unconquered Sapphire in his room just carrying a small dagger with him. He then orders a drink and sets himself down in a corner and relaxes for a time until he notices the fight unfolding stands up and walks over."Well this should be interesting" he mutters to himself."Kind sirs, it would be in your best interest to leave this young lady alone." he proclaims.

« Last edited by halodude on May 23rd 2009 »