Fan Fiction and Roleplay Character Bio Registration

Name: Rascu Havanna

Age: 17

Height: 5' 6"

Weight: 220lbs

Weapons: The legion Sword (stolen from his father, it is used to control a legion of shadow infantry), Shadow Bow, (crafted by Rascu himself, this black bow shoots three shadow arrows at one time), Bombs, shadow stars (throwing stars that were extremely poisonous at one time, but have lost much of there toxicity long ago), a Clawshot, and a glowing dagger.

Skills: Transforms into a shadow that can walk through walls and can only be killed by light in this state. But tires him greatly. Very Quick and clever. Outthinks his opponents more than out skills them

Personality:Quiet, modest, patient, head strong, and likes to steal somewhat. He never charges into battle without asking these questions: how many are there? Do they out match me? Is there a better way? Can I out think them? He has learned his lesson on that.

Appearance: in black cape with a steel helmet and a long belt wearing a mysterious glowing dagger in his belt, this boy looks creepy and dashing at the same time.

History: Once a prince in the land of Raswan, he ran away because of his super-strict parents. They seemed to hate Rascu. He took his father sword and ran, and he was 13 at this time. Not knowing where he was going, he wandered into a forest. There he heard an odd bird whistle, and then 7 men jumped out of the trees and, without thinking, he charged them. He took down 3 of them but was stricken down quickly. Pinned to the ground by a sword that was driven into his cloak narrowly missing himself, arrows buzzed everywhere killing the remaining men that attacked him. His saviors were the enemies of his attackers, which lived in the forest. He was nursed back to health by them. He never found out who they were, but he would recognize them anytime. He found his way to a castle, and was raised by the nurses and a guy named Iorik Byrnison to age 17. Rascu and Iorik would clear the forest of bandits and robbers. thats where he got most of his swordfighting skills.

This is another one. he is a pirates of the caribbean charecter.

Name: Gill Turner

Age: 257

Height: 7?3?

Weight: 337

Weapons: A long sword, a pistol, crabs, and a whip.

Skills: Headstrong and somewhat swift. Very good sword fighter. Exceptional aim. Strong, but can get in and out of battle quickly. Can call a small swarm of crabs to pinch and distract the enemy.

Personality: Stern but kind-hearted, Quiet outside of battle, but still quiet inside of battle. Stays out of mischief when he can. Over 257 years, he has learned not to be proud. Pride always comes before a fall, he has learned.

Appearance: Very tall and muscular. Wears a cloak that always seems to be wet. His skin has a slight green tinge. Has scars on his neck be hind his ears on both sides. They look very much like gills.

History: Not much is known about him except he was once on the crew of The Flying Dutchman, he joined at age 34 and he was released at age 234, hasn?t died yet. May be related to Will Turner.


This isn't very good but its one of them. Lord of the rings.


Name: Gandalf the white

Height: 6'7"

Weight: 276

Age: 4607

Species: Wizard

Powers: he's a wizard.

Speacial Power: charges up his staff and slams it to the ground that can kill 100 men if they surround him.

Family: unknown

Description: a wizard in a white robe with a pointy white hat and a whith beard.

History: was created to keep charge over the whole creation. watch the movie.

Good or Evil: Very good

weapons: sword that i can't remember the name, and staff

Name: Emerl
Age:unknown
Height: 4' 6
Weight: 130pounds

Weapons: many vaies from skills hes copied
Skills: can copy and wepon skill ability spell whatever due to super science technology

Personality:his personalilt is mixed because he copies that to he can be rude funny polite mean moody and anything you can think of

Appearance: http://sonicbattle.planets.gamespy.com/emerl.jpg

History:Was found in anciant ruins by Professer gerald was discovered to be powered by chaos emeralds was found years later by eggman but it was weak so he threw it out sonic and friends found him trained him and gave him all 7 chaos emeralds he became very powerfull so they sent him to stop eggmans latest plan but somethign went wrong in his program during the fight sonic had to fight him at the end of thew fight emerl blew up and they thaught he was gone but he survuved (well obviously if im gonna use him for rping)

Newest Character.

Name: Amroth Oronr�
Age: 23
Height: 5'10
Weight: 167 lbs.
Gender: Male
Race: Almaronian. The Almaronian race has an appearance like the Human race, but they hold much more magical power, along with superior intellect, although they make up for it with low physical strength.
Weapons: His wit and magical abilities, both of which he relies on in any battle. He has the tactical mind of a genius far beyond his years, and shows it by being undefeated in every battle he has been in over his lifespan.
Skills/Magic: His skills make up for his low lack of strength. He has a superior knowledge of the magics of light, able to produce and execute several maneuvers, including totally encompassing his foe's body in light, then combusting the light energy in a large explosion. He also has the ability to make weapons from light, most of which are long range, seeing close-combat weapons would be useless for his lack of physical power. One of his most unique abilities is the ability to stare his foe, or anyone, for that matter, directly in the eye, and make them hallucinate or dream anything he wants for three minutes.
His tactical prowess is matched by no one, his sheer intellect excels mostly any man, even the High Priests of his homeland. He makes it his duty to plan out his every action at least seven moves ahead of his enemy, thus giving him full control of the situation based on his foe's strengths and weaknesses.
Appearance: His appearance isn't flashy, in fact, it's the exact opposite. He has slightly messy blond hair, the bangs of which cover all of his forehead down to the tip of his eyeline. His eyes are a stunning blue color, the color of the midday sky. His clothing is very simple, a long, white, hooded cloak covers his entire body besides his face and feet, and it is detailed with blue designs skewn across the edges of the fabric. He wears light, white trousers underneath the cloak and simple boots upon his feet. His body is lean, but most of his features can't be seen underneath his cloak. He is by no means the tallest person, but he can still hold his ground when it comes to height.
Personality: He's quiet and keeps to himself often. He is very noble and humble, he is never arrogant and never boasts about any of his achievements. He is very protective to people who are dear or mean something to him.
History: Hardly anyone outside of his realm know him, even fewer know of his powers. For those who have witnessed one of his battles, they merely call him the "Silent Warrior", usually because he hardly ever speaks, even of his name. He was raised in the far off land of Almaron, where mages are born. He far surpassed even the village leader in terms of magic and tactics, but before he claimed the throne for himself, he left his land, saying that the land was better off in the hands of someone who had the time. Thus, he left his land and found himself journeying through different realms of fire, ice, wind, and even darkness, in search of a new place to call home.

(You know I gotta get in on this. Check out the new character =) )

Name: Viceroy "V" Vendetta
Sex: Male
Age: 35
Height: 6`3
Weight: 194 lbs
Attire: A huge black cloak that reaches down to his toes with a hood that covers his face.
Weapons: Viceroy carries with him a hostle of hand-sized disc blades that he likes to throw at his enemies from a far distance.
Skills: "V" heavily relies on pure speed and his psychic powers to fight his enemies. His swordsmen skills are quite good, but only at an amatuer level.
Magic: Psychic Powers. Has a wide range of psychic abilities, which he learned from his father.
Personality: Good mannered and very wise. Respects a good opponent and knows his place in society. Although he is not easily angered, bringing up his past tends to trigger a darker side of his personality.
History: "V" despises looking back on his past, and this is the reason why. Viceroy was born in the continent of Dryderia, under the rule of King Arzen. At the time, the continent was peaceful. At the age of 5, Viceroy's mother, Serina Syris-Vendetta, died by a terrible accident, which he still pounders til this day what it was. He was raised under the love and care of Ryan Vendatta, his fater, who supplied him with food and teachings of the natural world they lived in. At the age of 13, Ryan began training Viceroy in the art of the swordsmen, but he would constantly struggling with the art, never really getting the hang of it. It began to eat at his confidences and at age 15, Viceroy quit his training and tried to focus on his pure fighting abilities. One day however on one of his daily routes to get food, Viceroy was confronted by a group of humans who mocked and belittled him. The taunting pushed "V" so far over the edge that it unlocked a deep magic in him, one he had never felt before. Psychic powders. He quickly silenced the humans and quickly ran home to tell his dad, who told him it was pasted down to him from his mother. From that day, Viceroy praticed constantly with his powers, lifting thems from a distance and other abilites, always remembering to use his powers for good. It wasn't until many years later, where the fury of King Arzen began to grow at a horrendous amount, that he realized his true potential. Ryan Vendatta, being a defender of freedom and balance on power, stood up against King Arzen's rise in power, knowing of the damage it could do to the world. However Arzen's power was too much for him and he was struck down, leaving Viceroy with no partners. The moment he found out his father was dead, Viceroy lost all control of himself and had a great emotional breakdown. The breakdown awoken a darker side of his emotion and he began unleashing his anger on the city he lived in, destroying everything around him. Viceroy immediately saw the limits of his powers and vowed to avenge his father's death from that day forward. Taking up the name "V", Viceroy ventures to cities and villages to protect those in need of a defender, hoping that one day he'd get to meet King Arzen.

A new one for me, might as well RP again.

Name: Goron Malachite
Age: 4791
Height: 9'7"
Weight: 13400 lbs
Race: Mythril Golem
Weapons: None. He prefers to use his fists when engaged in melee combat.
Skills: He is extremly strong, but through his years of studing arcane magics and the Earth, it has left him physically weaker than other golems of his age and stature. He can manipulate metal at his will, and he is very tough and durable due to being made of mythril.
Magic: A master of earth related magic, he can bring forth meteors from the sky and make barriers, cause the earth to quake and split, and make rocks and the earth combust.
Appearance: A giant, bright blue, semi-transparent rock with arms and legs. He wears a hooded tunic with which he uses to hide to transparence. He has black, squinty eyes and wears black gauntlets and black, riveted shoulderpads.
Personality: Wise and knowledgeable, though often slow to think and carry out the action. He is calm and cool, but quick to enrage. He tends to not use magic because it reminds him of his parents. He dislikes it when people throw or hit rocks. He doesn't like it when people get hurt, and will protect them at all costs. He is very humble, but will not admit it.
History: His life was perfect untill his parents sided with the mafia. His parents abandoned him because he wanted to study magic. Most of his life was spent as a recluse, studying magic and the earth to use magic against the mafia and it's empire and free his parents of its evil grasp on their minds. Now he is just a wandering soul looking for people to help him engage the mob.


« Last edited by Mr.Clueless on Jul 16th 2007 »

Alright, I'ma do it.

Name:Steiner Furoshigi

Race:Human

Gender:Male

Age:19 years old

Hair:Long gray hair, in a ponytail, although this is most times hidden by his hood.

Eyes:Dark Blue

Other clothing:He wears a dark blue cloak and hood, a symbol of his group. He also wears glasses.

Height:5'9''

Weight:143 lbs

Weaponry:He has two daggers that he uses, some throwing knives. His most used weapon is his knuckle claw attachments that are poisoned and are quite vile. Even a scratch from them can and will kill in a matter of minutes.

Magic ablitys:Can put up a protective barrier surrounding him, and can teleport and turn invisible.

History:His mother died from giving birth to him, so he was raised and trained by his father. When Steiner was ten, his father died of an illness. At 13, when Steiner was walking outside to find some food, he was stopped by a few members of the Koiga clan, a band of assassins. He was saved however, by the Hitsugo clan, a rival band of assassins. Ever since the Hitsugo clan saved Steiner, Steiner has looked up to said clan. At 15, he ends up joining the Hitsugo clan. At 17, he stole his knuckle claw attachment weapons, and a bottle of poison, in case the poison on the claws lose its toxicity.

Personality:He is quiet, cool, has somewhat of a temper,and, is merciless in his killing. After joining the Hitsugo clan, he has acquired a taste for his deeds of killing, so he enjoys killing others.


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Bringing back an oldie.

Name: Rina Florentine
Age: 21
Height: 5'8
Weight: 145 lbs.
Race: Half Fox
Weapons: A legendary katana, dubbed the Katana of the Five Elementals. The blade is cristened with five small shards of crystals, each different colors, assorted from red, blue, green, yellow, and white. Rina is able to tap into each of these elemental powers to use as she wishes, but she can only use one at a time and she can only maintain the power for a short while before she becomes overwhelmed with exaustion. The very blade alone is a very versatile and sharp weapon, and used in accordance with Rina's immense speed, it is almost undefeatable.
Magic and Skills: Using her katana, she is able to use the powers of fire, ice, thunder, earth, and light, but they are not indespensable. It takes an immense amount of her energy to even use a small amount of one of the elements, and after a long battle, she is usally very tired. Using her speed, she tries to end battles as quick as possible so she doesn't exert that much energy and she can get to a proper area to rest instead of dropping to the ground. What she lacks up in speed she makes up for with agility and determination.
Appearance: Her overall body is very well built, but not so curvy that she attracts men like steak attracts dogs. She isn't afraid to state that she is attractive, but she isn't obnoxious about it, either. Upon her torso she wears a black shirt that runs down to her mid-forarm, with a small frill around her shoulders. Her collar has a small, loose-hanging bow tied from an orange piece of cloth running underneath it. Upon her lower body she wears a low-thigh length skirt that has a small pattern of orange designs funning across the bottom, showing just a tiny bit enough thigh to show she's past modesty. Her face is always bright and cheery, her eyes always shining brightly with the same orange hue. Adapting from her half-foxen blood, she has two small fangs, barely enough to be noticable, and a matching orange foxen tail with a big patch of white at the end. She also has a set of white-tipped foxen ears, the orange color matching the wild color of her hair, which is pullet back in two thick braids and her bangs falling over the upper regions of her face.
Personality: Rina can be very short-tempered, but she is usually quite nice. At her worst, she is jealous and deathly envious, but hardly anyone ever witnesses that side of her. People dislike to do something wrong in front of her, for she remembers things very well. Oddly enough, her favorite food is peaches.
History: Grew up alone, in a large, desolate forest. While bathing in a small stream one morning, she stepped on a hard object, and upon investigating what the object was, found that it was a katana with five shards encrusted into the blade. The moment she thouched it she was filled with an incredible amount of determination and will to fight. She took it as her oath that this power would be her gift and her curse, and that she would use what she had to help people who are in need. Or who'll give her some food or money.

Name: Manuel "Striker" Frenxs
Sex: Male
Age: 36
Height: 6'5
Weight: 202 lbs.
Race: Human
Weapons: Arabain Sword and Samarui Sword. The Arabain sword was aquired from a Arba Swordsmen after killing him at the age of 22. The Samarui Sword was stolen from a sleeping samarui on the road.
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. Also uses a Disappearing technic after throwing a smoke bomb on the floor.
Appearance: Long Brown hair, Scared right eye, and green eyes. Wears a scarf over his face to hid his identity. Wrist bands, Black chest plate, red belt, black pants, and combat boots.
Personality: Calm, layed back, Independent. Has lived a life of trusting no one ever since watching his father die in front of his own eyes.
History: Manuel Frenxs was born in a small country, formerly known as "Asia", where he grew up learning the ways of the Ninja. However, at the age of 15, him and his family were kidnapped by the SVU and were enslaved for the next 3 years. Over those years, Frenxs skills grew more. And when the time came when he turned 18, him and his father "Trevor Frenxs" fought the SVU head on. Unfortunately the 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 SVU brutalized his father to a bloody pulp. The man who laid in the final blow is unknown, but has since mingered in Manny's mind. Ever since then, Manny has walked the earty alone, taking up the name "Striker", searching and destroying all those who work for the SVU. He still searches to this very day.

Because i like these guys, I want to make sure I don't lose them over time >.<

Name: Majure Artemis
Sex: Male
Age: 31
Height: 6?1
Weight: 191 lbs
Weapons: Enteria, a shining crimson katana ensnared in a cerulean case of lightning. It was crafted from the stiffest hide of a slain dragon and invokes the limitless power of electricity; to the touch of any other, its charge would be fatal, but it has been enchanted through binding magic not to harm the destined wielder. When in Majure?s possession, it imbues him with its own power, granting him the ability to manipulate electricity at will.
Skills: Aside from being a highly accomplished swordsman, Majure boasts uncanny abilities for his age, rumored to be capable of striking down hordes of enemies alone. His skill with Enteria is extremely honed; when unarmed, he often resorts to various forms of fighting to secure his safety, often escaping with only the foe?s blood on his hands. His vision in particular is incredibly acute, granting him the ability to exploit extremely unnoticable loopholes in combat.
Magic: Enteria?s power grants Majure a wide arsenal of electric-based magic, which he prefers to use for long-range offense and close-range defense. His favored technique is to ensnare himself in a static field and drag enemies into the radius, electrocuting each one. Apart from this, he has the arcane ability to manipulate the less offensive element of wind in combat, which he uses mostly for close-range offense; his strongest technique by far is his power to manipulate his own appearance, to the extent that he can take on that of any with a feeble mind in place of his own.
Appearance: Tall, muscular. Eye-length red hair, emerald eyes. Wears a satin breastplate and gauntlets over a regular black shirt, jeans and customized speed shoes.
Personality: Calm, sly. His passively confident demeanor has been known to anger others with more outfacing arrogance, and his morals on the suffering of others are considerably lenient. Mostly cares for himself.
History: Majure was raised in the crime-filled streets of a ravaged city, which often served as an outpost for war and combat. Fearing for his safety, his parents taught him the art of swordplay at a very young age, granting him his first sword when he was eleven. In contrast to their hopes, Majure quickly became involved in the dangers of his district; that very day, he was confronted by a band of thieves wanting to steal his weapon. In a final attempt to hide, he then discovered his own unique power; the ability to manipulate his appearance. After changing into a large snake, he scared the thugs, and took up magic ever since. Three years later, he managed to firmly grasp the art of wind control, with which he often predicted the weather for his people. At the age of seventeen, he entered a tournament in a distant city and came face-to-face with a mage wielding an electrified katana in the final round. Narrowly defeating the warrior, he took his weapon and left with the prize winnings back home. Upon returning, he found his home to be in total ruin, with only a single dying survivor, who told him of the attack that had befallen them. Enraged, Majure vowed his revenge, traveling far and wide in search of the creatures that were the source of the carnage across the world.

Name: Artemis Kramer
Sex: Male
Age: 41
Height: 7?1
Weight: 237 lbs
Weapons: Darkstar, a glimmering black sword encased in transparent black flames. It originally belonged to the first Afterlife King, but was taken by his successor after his demise and later given to Artemis for his power and strength. Like Viper?s blade, its cutting edge is extremely sharp, capable of cutting the strongest human craftsmanship without sustaining a scratch.
Skills: Thanks to several centuries of training in the Afterlife, Artemis? skill with a blade is seemingly unmatched by even the greatest of human warriors. With Darkstar in his possession, his strength and agility doubles, and every movement he makes is enshrouded in a dark blur; in close combat, he dominates various high-level martial arts, which he often combines to form his own makeshift style similar to Viper?s. In addition to this, he is blessed with the ability of short-term flight, which he often prefers to use to travel small distances quickly.
Magic: Artemis is one of the only warriors in dark service to have a considerably decent directory of white magic, which he prefers to use only to heal his own wounds or conflict another?s dark energy. The main weapon in his arsenal is his universally controlled dark magic; with it, he can create shields capable of deflecting boulders or launch attacks rumored to level hills and mountains. Aside from this, he can easily manipulate the elements of fire and electricity to considerably great extents.
Armor: Chaos Armor; a thick natural adhesive encasing his entire body. Dark grey in color and with the durability of diamond, it has four forms: the first a complete suit covering his whole figure; the second a breastplate and four large tentacles; the third a pair of tentacles, a breastplate and platelegs; and the fourth a helmet, a breastplate and twin tentacles protruding from his back. It is often worn in dire circumstances.
Appearance: Tall, considerably muscular. Standing golden hair, dark red eyes. Wears a jet-black robe and a jade pendant over the top half of his body; loose black training pants fit over his lower half, decorated by shimmering black greaves that match the color of his gauntlets, sword and scabbard. A pair of jet-black wings protrudes from his back, though he often covers them beneath his robe.
Personality: Cold, strict, and very discreet on whom he gives respect to.
History: Artemis has no memory of his mortal past; however, shortly after his death, he found himself able to manipulate the element of electricity in the Afterlife Realm. This was quickly noticed by the reigning king, who took him in and raised him as the heir to his royalty. After twenty-seven years, a renegade spirit named Viper Servika escaped from one of the Afterlife prisons, and it was his job to destroy him; after fighting to a draw, Artemis fled within Viper?s mind, taking over at dusk for a full three years. On his thirtieth birthday, Viper banished Artemis from his body, defeating him in a battle and sealing him back in the Afterlife for nearly a decade. Two years ago, however, he was freed by Viper under the grounds that he swear an oath of allegiance to assist in the destruction of evil.


Name: Viper Servika
Sex: Male
Age: 39
Height: 6?4
Weight: 217 lbs
Weapons: Soul of Luna, a shining silver sword glazed in bright white flames. It originally belonged to the Goddess of Light, but was awarded to Viper for his duties as a warrior of purity. Its unique metal is uncommonly sharp and as of yet unbreakable, being known for slicing through solid steel without a single scratch.
Skills: Many years in training under various masters has given Viper an incredibly wide range of choices for weaponry; among these, his skill with Soul of Luna is almost limitless, granting him victory in every battle he?s used it in for four years of his life. Without a weapon, he is still more than a formidable opponent; his unarmed combat is comprised of mixed martial arts, each of which he has mastered.
Magic: Viper is one of the only warriors in light service to have an impressively wide range of dark magic, ranging from basic to advanced in offense and defense. He is also highly equipped with universal white magic, which he often manipulates to heal wounds or create barriers for protection. The rest of his magical power is concentrated into his control over the elements of fire and electricity, which are solely used for offense.
Appearance: Tall, muscular. While still quite young-looking thanks to his power over the light element, his skin is paler than the average human?s, often overshadowed by the long brown hair down his cheeks. Pale grey eyes pierce the emptiness of his face. Wears black gauntlets and greaves that match the color of Wrath of Luna and the scabbard he holds it in on his waist; otherwise wears loose white training pants and an upper-body robe that matches his eyes.
Personality: Brief, to the point. Very smart, only showing friendliness to those whom he respects. Extremely passionate about life, hating anyone willing to take it away from another. Unbelievably calm and controlled, being able to stand against the most degrading of insults without fighting.
History: Viper was born in a small pacifist village on an oceanic coast, living a normal, educated life until he turned sixteen; shortly after his birthday, the settlement was invaded by a horde of dark beasts called Phendarka, heartless creatures of the Afterlife, who ruthlessly killed his parents and twin sister. Enraged, he set out and destroyed the army three years later, coming face-to-face with the King and Prince of the realm from which they came; after losing a fierce battle against the King, he was imprisoned in a dark prison for seven years until he could gain the strength to break free or swear service to them. After releasing himself with the help of his lover, who was killed in the process, he fought an epic battle with the Prince, which he lost; as punishment, the prince?s spirit took refuge in his body, taking full control every night for three long years. On his thirtieth birthday, Viper was given a chance to redeem himself and fought him once more, finishing him off with a crippling blow. Still affected by the darkness that had once lived in his mind, Viper lived in solitary training for many years, preparing for the day he would confront the King of Spirits and destroy him. Viper then decided to free the Afterlife Prince from his domain, compelling him by oath to stand alongside him to stop all evil.

Name: Zerich Strife
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Height: 6?2
Weight: 234 lbs
Weapons: Elektron, a metallic black glove fused to the wrist socket of Zerich?s right arm. It was originally designed to fit a battle droid, but Zerich was forced to steal it to rebuild his demolished hand. Thanks to the varied energy reserve within, it can invoke elements of fire and plasma, ice and water, electricity and nuclear power.
Skills: Due to the scanning system linked to his brain, Zerich is capable of analyzing a person as soon as they come into view and uploading battle strategies from the computer connected to the neurons in his brain. Aside from this, he has the talent of being able to successfully pilot any aircraft or invasively operate any piece of technology.
Appearance: Tall, muscular. Wears impenetrable black battle armor; thanks to a diffusion system linked to his mind, he can have it removed if speed is necessary, revealing a black undershirt over dark grey combat jeans and boots. Eye-length red hair, grey eyes; retains most of his human appearance.
Personality: Mostly serious. Dislikes working with anyone weaker than him, explaining his blunt and occasionally cold demeanor. Beneath this exterior, he has a sense of humor and an easy personality, but it quickly fades when important matters come up.
History: Zerich was born in a heavy capital with extreme technological advances, although his childhood was extremely short-lived; when he was two, his father was killed in the military, leaving him in the care of his sick and dying mother. Four years later, she died, leaving Zerich in the care of a young recruit program; since he was six, he was forced to train and labor as a child soldier, gaining close experience for the frontlines of battle he?d later face. Within a month of his arrival, he?d risen to the rank of leader, completing every trial with flying colors and earning the envy of his teammates. On his sixteenth birthday, he was released from the program, where he began to work as a private mercenary on referral from his General. After several years of good pay, he was attacked by a team of rogues, resulting in the loss of his right hand and several crucial body parts. In a drastic attempt to save his own life, he stole the weapon known as Elektron from a mechanical research lab and reconstructed his own hand and the rest of his body with various mechanical instruments.

This the guy I'll be using alot along with Ray Rathalos but he's on another post smowhere else around here.

Name: Rayout Esoteric AKA Project Arcane Wolf
Age: 24
Height: 6'
Weight: 184 lbs
Weapons: Eager Cleaver: Two sets of two feet long claws with a guard shaped like a wolves head. The claws are made out of an incredibly strong metal found only on a certain planet in outer space far away from earth. The metal is capable of cutting through practically anything. The Claws have been enchanted so that they cannot dull or be broken.
Appearance: Pale skin, maroon eyes, black hair, and a red vertically flipped "L" under his right eye. Rayout wears a black shirt with the right sleeve ripped off showing off a tribal tattoo that looks like a wolf. He also wears a red scarf that covers his mouth and it's ends hang loose behind him tattered and ripped. On his legs he wear black pants with a chain on them with a charm shaped like two wolf heads, and black shoes.
Skills: Very skilled with his claws and has mastered a fighting style he created. Very swift and graceful with his attacks he does not waste a single movement. Rayout only has a few abilities from his original donor and that is being able to control Air pressure. But his skill with that one ability is amazing he can use it many ways you wouldn't think of.
Personality: Rayout is very shy and timid around everyone but a few people and he is very pessimistic, but even though he is really unsocial he is still a caring person and will help a stranger in trouble. Other than him being timid he is also very hateful and only shows it in battle, which is about the only time he is ever open about himself. In a fight Rayout only thinks of killing the people who created him and that hatred fuels him to continue on even if he is on the verge of death, his claws cleave through their flesh like it was nothing.
History: Rayout was created from the remnants of a guy the people on his planet called a Hero. Rayout was created incase the regeneration of Ray Rathalos was not quick enough and enemy nations attacked them during the process. But to the peoples misfortune Rayout was a failure, not in the sense that his creation was a failure but that his will lacked what their previous hero had. So in that case they banished Rayout into an alchemic prison where he spent 100 years of suspended animation. After 99 years Ray Rahtalos the peoples hero was revived but he was a little late. The planet was being ravaged by demons created from his blood. He knew he couldn't take on more than 10,1000 demons fueled with hate towards so he looked around the lab he was revived in a deep dark corridor he found a cell with young boy sitting on the floor. As he attempted to break the door a large demon came out the cut and tackled him breaking through tanks that where filled with alchemic fluids flooding the place. The flood awoken Rayout early from his slumber standing up he wondered where he was what was that thing who was that guy. But the thoughts of the scientists poking at him and testing him in his mind triggered a reaction with him and all the fluids around him pumping pure power and spirit into his soul and system. Ray knocked the demon out and went to help Rayout. He held him in his arms as if he knew that was his son telling him that it would be alright stopped the pain and his transformation into a god. Rayout trained with Ray to defeat the demons for a while eventually fully mastering his own style with a pair of claws his master crafted for him. after that he left off on his own to fight and fend for himself for about 14 years. eventually Rayout decided to go out and see the universe because all the demons had been vanquished and Ray nor did the few people left need him.

this is DLF's new account...and i just wanna make a character bio edit for Lord Akuma...so here

Name: Lord Akuma
Age: 163 (but he looks 25)
Race: demon possessed human
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 800lbs (with his armor)
Magic/Skills: he is a master swordsman and tactician. when his sword fails him he can call upon the powers of the demon he is possessed by to grant him some of his strength. this can result in various things, depending on the situation, if he should fall from a great hight he will sprout wings, should he lose his sword he will be granted sufficient strength to compensate for his loss and possibly, should he require it, grant him a replacement weapon. the only drawback to this is that his mount will sense his corruption while he is channeling the demon's energy and will refuse to obey him.
Weapons/Armor:
Helm of Hitogoroshi: An Ancient battle-helm with two horns coming out of the temples of the helm. The helm of Hitogoroshi exudes an aura of raw malice cowing his subjects into obeying him and causing his enemies to fear him even more.
Armor of Kagai: This suit of immensely ancient black armor enchanted with strong protective magic. The armor has the eye of a demon embedded into the chest plate, which, when looked upon, can cause beings to lose their minds.
Eye of Yogen: The Eye of Yogen has unspecified prophetic powers which can be used by its bearer if it is set into the Helm of Hitogoroshi; for practical purposes, the Eye is an immensely powerful protective artifact which shields Lord Akuma from physical and magical harm.
Kiritateru Kindachi: The sword is a devastatingly powerful weapon with the ability to flay the souls from those it strikes. The sword is able to cut through steel, stone, and any other substance with equal ease.
Mount:
Ishu: the Meiun, a gigantic reptile is about 30 feet long, runs on two massive legs easily capable of crushing a war horse, and has mouth filled with rows of razor sharp teeth. it is covered with thick scales, as hard as diamonds. for extra protection, and extra intimidation, the beast is covered with jet black armor, similar to it's master's. it looks like this guys mount in these pics PIC 1, PIC 2
Appearance: nothing visible beneath his armor. His armor has fused with his skin so it can never taken it off. here's a link to a pic i found that looks like him...LINK
History: originally the saint of a god of good, he began having dreams. In these dreams a voice would tell him that all that he stood for was false. after months of these dreams, he began to believe the voice. he had never seen any miracles that could not have simply been magic. then, the voice began to talk him in his waking hours. the voice promised him understanding, a true god, and vast power. all the voice asked in return was that he kill everyone in the temple. he took to his room, refusing to see anyone, often refusing to eat. in his room he plotted, during his plotting he began to notice that he was developing powers. one night, he got frustrated and punched the wall to vent his anger. to his surprise, it caved in a bit. he thought that this was odd, seeing as how the wall was made solid stone. the voice explained to Akuma that he had infused a minute portion of his power into Akuma in order to make him stronger. Akuma began asking the voice to grant him additional powers, he was told that he would have to prove himself worthy. he killed a few of the maids in the monastery that very night and was told by the voice that as long as he continued to offer up souls to the true god he would be duly rewarded. a few weeks later his plans were complete and he killed everyone in the monastery. then, doing as he was told by the voice, he ran. he ran for weeks, letting the voice guide him, never stopping, somehow never succumbing to fatigue, hunger or thirst. after three weeks of running he came to the entrance of a massive cave. as he went inside, he came to an alter made of blood red crystal. on the alter was jet black armor and a sword. the voice gained substance before him in the form of a demon. the demon told him to don the armor and take up the sword, he did so and became the monster that he is today. he now lives to please his god and the demon who has possessed him.

An edit on the history of my previous one, for Cataclysm's new RP.

Name: Goron Malachite
Age: 4791
Height: 9'7"
Weight: 13400 lbs
Race: Mythril Golem
Weapons: None. He prefers to use his fists when engaged in melee combat.
Skills: He is extremely strong, but through his years of studying arcane magics and the Earth, it has left him physically weaker than other golems of his age and stature. He can manipulate metal at his will, and he is very tough and durable due to being made of mythril.
Magic: A master of earth related magic, he can bring forth meteors from the sky and make barriers, cause the earth to quake and split, and make rocks and the earth combust, to name a few of his spells.
Appearance: A giant, bright blue, semi-transparent rock with arms and legs. He wears a hooded tunic with which he uses to hide his transparency. He has black, squinty eyes and wears black gauntlets and black, riveted shoulder pads.
Personality: Wise and knowledgeable, though often slow to think and carry out the action. He is calm and cool, but quick to enrage. He tends to not use magic because it reminds him of his parents. He dislikes it when people throw or hit rocks. He doesn't like it when people get hurt, and will protect them at all costs. He is very humble, but will not admit it.
History: His life was as perfect as an Earth devotee's life could be, until his parents were killed by an onslaught caused by the War. He has studied magics as a recluse for most of his life so he can better fight the War. He started studying arcane magic because he thought it was necessary to become strong enough to defeat the generals, and has become wise because of it. Now he is just a wandering soul looking for people to help him engage in the War.

Not posting my character names yet but do they have to have last names?

Sorry for the off topicish post. Still about a Character bio in a way.

« Last edited by norbie007 on Aug 7th 2007 »

Don't post here without a bio. And no they don't.

Name: Dareth Furion
Sex: Male
Age: 30
Height: 6?2
Weight: 187 lbs
Weapons: A long silver falchion with a hilt decorated by the pressed feathers of an eagle. The blade is made of a strong metal, which reflects a sapphire color when it hits the light. As a defense weapon, he wears a black kite shield on his back.
Skills: Dareth is a master of the combat skills passed on through his people, especially in hand-to-hand battle. He is capable of fighting gently and brutally, armed or not, and has the ancient ability of an eagle?s vision, which allows him to see perfectly to the horizon without any blurs. As part of his training, he is a very talented swordsman.
Magic: The six levels of magic passed on through his people, each having a noticeable margin of strength above the last. Covering the elements of light, wind, earth, fire, water, and thunder, they make him more than a skilled opponent in combat; on a side note, if the sixth level is reached in battle, Dareth?s life energy is used to supplement the power.
Appearance: Tall, well-toned. Most of Dareth?s body is covered in black; he wears a long cape that falls to his ankles, a chest plate, fighter gauntlets and greaves, a kite shield in silver trim, a regular shirt and a pair of jeans. If his armor is weighing him down, he can use second-level magic to remove it. The shape of an eagle rests in silver trim on the shield, cape, and plate. He has short brown hair that almost grows to his dark blue eyes.
Personality: Very difficult to anger, and equally collected and sly. He has the mind to outwit the smartest of opponents, and the tactic not to get caught.

Name: Mezura Taiver
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Height: 6?3
Weight: 191 lbs
Weapons: A pair of golden-bladed swords with hilts made of pressed phoenix feathers. Because the blades are crafted from Mezura?s spirit fiber, they are impossible to melt at any temperature and can change form with his mood.
Skills: Mezura is a trained swordsman in the highest warrior class of his people, and he can wield a weapon in each hand if needed. Because of his connection with the phoenix (see below), he can call on it for additional strength and even temporary flight, although he is equally powerful in hand-to-hand combat.
Magic: The magical Phoenix Fire and its five classes, ranging from basic offense and defense to very destructive attacks and almost impenetrable shield. Because the flame is connected to his spirit, it can emerge for a short time to heal his body in the second level. Mezura has only ever reached class four.
Appearance: Tall, well-built. Mezura?s hands and face are well-kept and tanned, and he has deep hazel eyes with brow-length dark hair and a pair of flame-shaped earrings. He wears a black robe and cape, long black gauntlets down the wrists and leather gloves, a tight training belt and boots, and scarlet chest and shoulder armor. The image of a large phoenix is etched in gold trim on the cape, plate and gauntlets.
Personality: Combative, aggressive, and confident, with a passion for perfecting himself.

Name: Tarith Armen
Sex: Male
Age: 32
Height: 6?2
Weight: 192 lbs
Weapons: A silver sword and shield given to Tarith by the royal family of his kingdom. Made of the finest metals available, they can harness the element of light with ease, and are almost completely unbreakable.
Skills: Tarith was trained in the highest of combat classes, and as a result knows almost every battle tactic recorded by people. As a result, he has come to be highly strategic, and is a skilled swordsman with basically any weapon.
Magic: Other than the white magic he has inherited from his father, Tarith can control the elemental magic described in ancient legends, and can call upon wind, earth, water, fire and thunder to serve him when needed.
Appearance: Tall, well-built. Most of Tareth?s body is covered in a bright green robe ? he wears his sword at his waist and his shield at his back ? with a silver trim on the edges. He has a hood tucked into the back of the robe, which he can pull over his face, and also wears black jeans for running. He has golden blond hair and dark blue eyes.
Personality: Valiant, heroic. Never stupid or arrogant, only wishing to serve and protect.
History: Tarith was born in the royal kingdom of Gantia, which was ruled by a powerful king and queen and had one of the well-managed governments in the land. He inherited white magic from his father, and the two always worked together to perfect it; in his other time, his mother educated him and taught him the art of elemental magic, and he soon learned how to read from ancient tablets and runes. On his fourteenth birthday, he was given a sword, which he used to slay a powerful warrior threatening the kingdom and earn universal respect. As a token of gratitude, the royal family gave him a legendary sword and shield, which he used in his travels to better himself.

Name: Avaska Nadius
Sex: Male
Age: 42
Height: 6?4
Weight: 220 lbs
Weapons: Zelcior, a sword in dark blue trim with a gold hilt. A bright red jewel is fit into the hilt, granting the user full power of light, darkness, fire, water, earth, and wind.
Skills: Avaska is known for his incredible battle power, both armed and not, as taught to him by his people. He is also very talented at basic skills such as climbing and running.
Magic: The elemental magic of Zelcior to every possible extent, whether in or out of a battle, is the second weapon in Avaska?s weapon. The third is his control of electricity.
Appearance: Taller than the average person, and also well-built. His travels are mostly shown in the grey sweater he wears under his black chest plate and cape and the war-torn black jeans he wears with his greaves and leather boots. He has blue eyes and short black hair.
Personality: Proud, valiant, and always willing to fight for good reasons. On occasion, he can be arrogant or cold-hearted, but it is not regular behavior.

Name: Aigul Shadowen
Sex: Male
Age: 37
Height: 6?7
Weight: 189 lbs
Weapons: Purity, a tall staff made of durable white wood. It has been enchanted by Aigul with holy white magic, and can feed him energy when necessary to sustain his power.
Skills: Extremely fast and agile, unrivalled in his speed with or without a sword, and very honed in martial arts.
Magic: An incredibly wide repertoire of mastered white magic, which can be influenced by the natural elements of fire, electricity, and ice. While most of the magic is taken from an unspoken language, Aigul?s favorite techniques are Solar Flare (destructive projectile), Solar Wave (infernal radial), Solar Nexus (ultimate technique), and Purity Cape (cloaking enchantment).
Appearance: Very tall and quite slim, though well-toned in his muscle. He wears a white cloak and belt, a silver breastplate, gauntlets and greaves, earrings and shoulder plates, and a gold necklace encrusted with jade stones. He has shoulder-length silver hair and blue eyes.
Personality: Very kind and polite, never wishing to battle or speak unless he is very sure of himself.

« Last edited by Cipher_Wizard on Aug 15th 2007 »

Just to let you know, I am tait1234's new account, so this won't cause any confusion. I updated my Rascu charecter considerably. Here it is.


Name: Rascu Havanna
Age: 17
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 179lbs

--Weapons--

The legion Sword: It was stolen from his father, and it is used to control a legion of shadow infantry, hence the name.
Shadow Bow: Crafted by Rascu himself, this black bow can shoot three shadow arrows at one time,
shadow stars: These are throwing stars that were extremely poisonous at one time, but have lost much of there toxicity long ago,
A small glowing dagger: No one except Rascu knows exactly what this mysterious dagger does. While many think it is just merely a decoration, some think it is poisonous, and others think is the only thing that can kill his arch enemy, His father.

--Skills--

He can transform into a shadow that can walk through walls and can only be killed by light in this state. But this tires him greatly, as well light in small quantities. He is very quick and clever and he outthinks his opponents more than out skills them. When surrounded, he drives his sword into the ground, causing a black shockwave of shadow. Anything touched by the shockwave has the terrible fate of becoming, and staying for eternity a shadow until lights saving grace kills them like the sun kills the night?s darkness. They are completely harmless in this state, because, unlike Rascu, they do not know how to control the benefits of this state.

--Personality--

He is quiet, modest, patient, head strong, and likes to steal somewhat. He never charges into battle without asking these questions: How many are there? Do they out match me? Is there a better way? Can I out think them? He has learned his lesson on that. He is loyal friend, if he is on your side.

--Appearance--

In black cape with a steel helmet and a long belt wearing a mysterious glowing dagger in his belt, this boy looks creepy and dashing at the same time. His eyes are closer to black than they are red, but there are both in his slightly distrustful looking eyes. He wears a light, blackish grey chain mail tunic, and a tattered black cape. His hair color is dark grey.

--History--

Once a prince in the land of Raswan, he ran away because of his super-strict parents. They seemed to hate Rascu. They made him fight as one of the soldiers at age nine. He never got out of the castle, and when he did, it would be to battle against there enemy. At age 13 he met a boy his age, they soon became good friends. But to get Rascu's attention on fighting, his parents murdered the boy, the only friend he had, in cold blood. He was finally at end of his rope when he took his father sword and ran. Not knowing where he was going, he wandered into a forest. There he heard an odd bird whistle and then 7 men jumped out of the trees and, without thinking, he charged them. He took down 3 of them but was stricken down quickly. Pinned to the ground by a sword that was driven into his cloak narrowly missing himself, arrows buzzed everywhere killing the remaining men that attacked him. His saviors were the enemies of his attackers, which lived in the forest. He was nursed back to health by them. He never found out who they were, but he would recognize them anytime. After this, he found his way to a castle, and was raised by the nurses and a sword trainer named Iorik Byrnison to age 17. Rascu and Iorik would clear the forest of bandits and robbers. That?s where he got most of his sword fighting skills.


« Last edited by Twilight Knight on Sep 2nd 2007 »

Name: Kreezell

Age: Equivilent to 27 humman yrs

Height: 5'10", 6'(100%)

Weight: 150 lbs, 160 lbs (100%)

Race: Bio-Glacien

Weapon: Morphing tail. Can regenerate, stretch it at will, and transform it into any weapon he can imagine, so long as it is not projectile based (i.e. Machine gun) usually keeps it as a venom tipped pike. (stays attached to body)

Skills/Magic:
Physical: Flight, Enhanced strength, Enhanced speed, can survive in space.
Energy: Energy Bullet, Death wave, Teleportation, Regeneration, Imprisonment ball, Laser Eyes, Decapitation Discs, rapid-fire death beam.

Appearence:
A short, lizard-like, almost harmless looking creature. He will soon show, though, the horrors of this form. A purple area is on his head, and has the same on his shoulders and chest, as well. While not quite a transformation, Freeza can further adjust his body in this form. While fighting Super Saiyan Goku, Freeza discovers he needs to raise his power to a full 100%. Rather than going through a complete transformation, Freeza bulks up his body, increasing his muscle size and over-all body size, as well. The one flaw is that in 100% form, his life energy VERY quickly, and he must rest for 6 hours, for every one hour he fights, after battle.

Personality: Calm Confident and Mind-bendingly sadistic. In battle, he breaks his foes will to battle (i.e. Transforming to become stronger at the brink of defeat, AFTER the opponent uses an ultimate/self-sacrificing attack) and then kills them, quickly but painfully

History: Born from cells scattered from Cell's Self destruction. Due to Cell's Power and regenerative abilities, he has become MUCH stronger, and nearly obtained the immortality he craved (to die, he must be COMPLETELY ANNIHILATED). During his reign, Freeza had many races under his thumb in his planetary trade, but none were as prevalent as the Saiyans. Gifted with natural fighting ability, strength and the ability to become stronger after every battle, Saiyans became powerful weapons in Freeza's subjugation of planets. However, these very abilities made them a liability to the paranoid Freeza, afraid that, left unchecked, the Saiyans could one day provide a warrior to rival Freeza himself. At the advice of Zarbon, Freeza plans to wipe out the Saiyan race. Hearing the accomplishments of the low-level Saiyan Burdock (Bardock in English versions) and acting on his own fears of the Super Saiyan legend, Freeza resolves to eliminate all possible threats. He sends his henchman Dodoria to assassinate Burdock and his team, while Freeza himself set a course to the Saiyan homeworld. On his arrival, King Vegeta and his men attempt an uprising after Prince Vegeta is kidnapped, ending in the murder of the King and his soldiers. As Freeza arrived in the planet's orbit he was confronted by a charging Burdock, lunging through the fields of Freeza's men, and in defiance of the tyrant, even goes as far as to fire a ki blast at Freeza, to which the tyrant retaliated by laughing with insane glee as he prepared a Death Ball to annihilate the planet. The attack consumes Burdock, and even some of his men as it buries itself deep beneath the planet's surface resulting in a massive explosion, seemingly ending the Saiyan race.After the planet's explosion, a story was fabricated to ensure the loyalty of the few remaining Saiyans Freeza had kept in his employ as a convenience. According to the myth that was created, the guardian of Planet Vegeta, ashamed at the immorality of the Saiyans, summoned meteors to impact and destroy the planet and the Saiyan race.

Twenty-four years later, Freeza mortally wounds Piccolo and kills Kuririn, Goku is enraged at this and with fear of Gohan being next, he is pushed over the edge, his rage exploding, causing Freeza to inadvertently create what he had always feared: a Super Saiyan. Goku then viciously attacks Freeza and Freeza tries to desperately attack Goku with all his signature technqiues including his Death Beam, but Goku proves too powerful and none of Freeza's attacks have any effect on the Super Saiyan. Easily pounding Freeza, it soon becomes clear that Goku will win until Freeza unleashes 100% of his power, becoming nearly equal in power to Super Saiyan Goku. Goku and Freeza face off and eventually after a very long and tough epic battle Freeza prevails by defeating Goku. To his dismay a wish from the earths dragonballs revives all killed by Freeza and Goku is then returned to full power to fight Freeza. Freeza struggles on fighting Goku, attacking Goku with two Tsuibi Kienzan. As Goku dodges the attacks, Freeza ironically becomes distracted long enough to be vivisected by his own attack. Freeza refuses to allow himself to be beaten and saved by a Saiyan "monkey", and he expends what little energy he has left to attack Goku. Goku then fires a Ki blast that consumes both Freeza and his attack, seemingly ending Freeza's reign over the universe. Freeza's remains floated in the planet's debris for an undetermined amount of time until his father, King Cold had crews search the area, not believing his son to have been destroyed by something as insignificant as the explosion of a planet. What could be found of Freeza was salvaged, his missing limbs and face reconstructed with cybernetic enhancements. Freeza beats Goku to Earth. Upon Arrival he sliced in half by the Trunks before being cut to pieces and blown to dust.
A sample of his remains is then taken by Doctor Gero's spy robot, and used along with genetic material taken from other fighters to create the villain Cell.


However, he has lost his empire, as he was dead for 4 years. He has Journeyed Around the Universe Expanding an empire, Learning new abilities along the way. Such As Teleportation from the yardrats He has also used dragon Balls To Revive His Entire Army (including the Saiyans).

His mission: Regain his empire, then Destroy the accursed Saiyans!

« Last edited by Pokemonaster on Sep 6th 2007 »

Name:Lucian Stormshadow(Luke for short)
Age:13?
Height:5'11"
Weight:147lbs.

Weapons:
-Crystal blade...... A mysterious diamond sword with an aura that changes color depending on Lucian's mood.
-Elven Yew Bow...... A magic bow given to Lucian by the elves. Its arrows never fail to hit.
-Poison Senbon...... Long, thin needles coated with a potent toxin.
-Titanium Stiletto...... A long, dangerously sharp dagger with a curious aura.

Special ability:
Shapeshift...... Tought by the Elven druids, Lucian has the ability to become a hawk, dolphin, Dire Wolf or lion. This, however, is dangerous to Lucian, as he is more vulnerable to enemy attacks.

Personality: He is modest and truthful, but easily annoyed. If made fun of, he goes into a rage and attacks relentlessly. He also has a lot of stamina and vitality, so he can hold his own aginst enemies for a while.

Appearance: Lucian is a young teen, so he is easily taken for granted. He wears a blue cloak, with black leather armor covering his body underneath. His eyes are blue, his hair color is blond, and he has 20/20 vision in both eyes.

History:Lucian is known for his excellent exorcism and ninjutsu skills, as well as his befriending of the Elves. In his preteens, he was a trained assassin, but when he was exiled from his home, he became a wanderer, and crossed paths with a group of royal elves, who took him in and helped him hone his skills. Soon, the elves returned to their kingdom, with Lucian in tow. There, he became friends with a High elf and trained with druids. When it was time for him to leave, the elves presented him with a gift, the magical bow he now carries to this day.
here's another one.

Name: Florane Nightshadow
Age: 18
Gender:Female
Height:6'7"
Weight: 173lbs.
Weapons:Hell's Scythe(axe), Battleworn Elven Bow(this bow's arrows never miss), a Pet sabertooth, two katanas
Special ability: Eye of the Hawk- Florane gains the speed and skills of an assassin, able to kill with one blow.
Appearance: slender body, black leather clothing, stripe tattoos on her face, purple hair, and pale green eyes.
History: Florane was once a royal elf in her country of Teldrassil(yup, shes a night elf). In her youth, she was trained in the ways of the hunter, and had mastered archery, swordsmanship, and axemanship by the time she was 13. However, an unknown menace attacked her home city of Darnassus, killing everyone except her. Now, she wanders around the globe, searching for the monster that made her an orphan.

« Last edited by mastersurgeon on Sep 1st 2007 »

Warning, New RP bio.



Name: Lycra Tortelza
Age: 19
Height: 6? 5??
Weight: 195

--Weapons--

Tortelza Scythe: A small sized, razor-sharp scythe with a small gem engraved in the head of it. It was named after an uncle that made it for Lycra.
Bow: Made from acacia wood, Lycra found it in a small ship, with skeleton hands connected to an old body of bones clenching it. He carefully pried it from the dead man?s hands, being sure not to disturb the long dead skeleton. Why it has not rotted away years ago, no one knows Though it may have had a great name long ago, Lycra just calls it ?Bow?.
Tortelza Dagger: Made along with Tortelza Scythe, Lycra?s uncle put a small gem in the pommel.

--Skills--

Swift with a scythe, and quick on his feet, Lycra is a rather quick opponent. He is not much of a sword fighter, having picked up a sword and nearly chopped a nearby pedestrian?s head off. He knows little magic, except a small spell that sand rises around him and shields him from weak sword and scythe attacks and arrows. He can keep this up for about thirty seconds to a minute. If some one hits the sand with fire, it turns to glass. This may protect him, but he runs out of air quickly.

--Personality--

Mischievous and a prankster, Lycra loves to play pranks on his friends. He has a healthy sense of humor, and can be sarcastic at times. If he has a task, he finds a way to get it done, hardly ever failing. In his spare time he is either playing pranks, training or eating.

--Appearance--

Black skinned Lycra wears a sleeveless shirt, revealing bulging with muscle arms. He has shaved his head of all the hair he had, and has a tattoo on his scalp in the shape of a snake. He wears a grey pair of shorts, unusual amongst ancient Egyptians. His eyes are brown, with a sarcastic look in them most of the time.

--History--

As a child, his parents shaved his hair and put a tattoo of a snake on Lycra?s head. He grew up in the sandy dunes of Ancient Egypt, now very accustom to heat and thirst. At the age of 18, he left home to find adventure, fame, and fortune. Traveling along the border of Africa, he found an abandoned ship washed up on the shore with no food or water. Apparently, the sailors had died of thirst and hunger. Entering the ship, he found a skeleton sitting up against the wall with a bow clenched in his hands. Lycra managed to get the bow from its previous owner, and Lycra calls it ?Bow?.



I know, It needs improvement.


« Last edited by Twilight Knight on Sep 9th 2007 »

Name: She'ik Tann (Greyborg)
Age: 30
Height: 6'
Weight: 170 lbs
Race: Ton Shalak
Weapons:

PAQ #638-B: A backpack neurologically linked to him. Uses Power Paqs to give it extra abilities. Feeds on life energy. The more Power Paqs he uses at a time, The weaker it makes him. To Can hold 2 at a time (without extension).

Power PAQS: Triangular Computer chips that give him abilities. Currently has the Flight, Spider, Laser, 6-way Extension, Battery, Teleportation, and Invisibility paqs.

Left arm turns into a machine gun. Right leg has a hidden blade for decapitating kicks.
Skills/Magic: Enhanced Strength due to fake limbs.
Appearance: A Roswell alien With a bio-mechanical Left arm and Right leg. Usually Wears a hoodie.
Personality: Narcissistic, Condescending, and secretive. He wishes to Conquer the Galaxy, and will kill anybody who gets in his way.
History: Two planets. Ton Shalak, and Kronos Phi. The Two Races had a bitter rivalry, but each planet had a resource crucial to the other's survival, so their leaders forced their citizens to comply. However, Underground groups called the Naturals and the Traditionals continue their ongoing battle for territory. Finally, The Naturals sent one young soldier to earth to conquer. However, during the landing, something went wrong, and the ship exploded on contact, destroying his Left arm and Right leg. He was taken By Sector 51 scientists, and outfitted with New limbs. He now wants to fulfill his mission given to him by his commanders!

« Last edited by Regigigas on Sep 14th 2007 »

Name: Lorelei Nashrena
Age: 79
Height: 7'2"
Weight: 127lbs.
Race: Night Elf
Class: Hunter
Weapons: A giant unnamed war spear endowed with the power of ice magic, it can chill it's foes when it strikes something. Her main weapon, her crossbow, Nashretti, fires high velocity arrows specially made for this crossbow, to make it all the more precise. It looks like any ordinary crossbow, old, and weary, but it has been passed down in her family for generations, growing stronger with each family member that used it. Her pet, Glashier, is a giant black bat, and will fight along Lorelei's side.
Skills: She can shoot accurately from very long distances, and can shoot magic infused arrows that can incapacitate or paralyze its victims. She is not as skilled skilled with her spear relative to her crossbow skills, so she prefers to fight from a distance.
Appearance: http://i6.tinypic.com/52wgf9g.jpg
History: She was orphaned as a small girl, and she lived on her own for a few years, until she found Glashier, hidden in the woods, fleeing from a pack of wolves. Then, the two lived with each other, helping each other out as much as possible. She fell into the war a few years ago, wanting to see what it was about. Now she and Glashier just want to get out, but are being pulled endlessly further and further into it's depths.