Role Play: The Time War

Here's a new roleplay for you. Just read the scenario, fill in your bio, and you're all set.

Hundreds of years ago, an evil race of nmonsters known as the Timados appeared from the void between dimensions. They drove the world to the brink of apocalypse by travelling through time and shredding the very fabric of time itself. A great warrior known as the Time Lord rose to seal away the Timados, but now they have returned. The descendant of the Time Lord has been awakened to his destiny, and has sent a message to all potential Time Warriors to meet him at the infamous Ancient Steeple in Midnight Village, in a final attempt to stop the Timados once and for all.

Meh, what do you expect? It's late. Anyway, get your bio filled in and you're all set.

Name: Chaos Stevens
Age: 29
Height: 6' 11"
Weight: 223 lbs
Weapons: The Glove of Lowthos, a powerful artefact with control over the elements. Also uses a sword called Shadow of Elemos, an elemental sword corrupted by the dark energy of the Shadow Ball.
Appearance: Tall, slim. Wears a black trenchcoat and jeans. Scruffy brown hair. Usually wears the Glove of Lowthos, and sprouts four tentacles from his back when wearing it. However, he prefers to hide these under his trenchcoat. Transforms a lot.
Personality: Cocky, good sense of humour. Being a doppelganger, he believes humans to be against him. Will often be seen talking to himself, while actually conversing with Lowthos the Destroyer. Refuses to respect anyone who he does not believe to be more skilled than he is.

Sweet! *Gets out pen and starts writing*

Name: DarkShadow
Age: (Varies between forms)
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 190 lbs.
Race: Alien Shape-Shifter

Weapons: Shadow Claws (Gloves that allow me to pick up anything and shoot it at my enemies. Also can pull two swords out of thin air.)

Appearance: Can take on any form. Standard form looks similar to a Xenomorph.

Personality: Loner. Can judge others too quickly. May attack before thinking. Dangerous and very deadly when angered.

And now you're going to have to tell me what a Xenomorph is supposed to look like. Soz, but I'm not as clued up as I probably should be.

(You should know if you've seen the movie "AL|ENS". Search on google. You'll find it in no time)

I've seen that movie. I just didn't know they were called Xenomorphs. Righty, you're in.

(Cool)

*report posted*

Name:Tom Gale
Age:13 (i have been since may 12th,2 days ago)
Gender:Male
Height:5'13
Weight:5 stone
Weapons:Long silver sword called Excalibur,and a pair of fireproof gloves.
Appearence:Tall,brown haired,blue-greeny eyes,small blue earing (when wearing,can turn into Zeon)red vest,blue shirt,purple trousers,red and white sneakers.
Personality:Extremly quick to judge,can't stand jokers,serious,always ready for a fight.

Name:Zeon
Age:???
Height:??? (depends on how the change went,and depends on Tom's height)
Weight:???
Appearence:A black and grey devil,slightly taller than Tom,has eyes on his hands,has one blind,red eye.
Personality:Same as Tom,but is always ready for to kill anything.

((Okay, you can begin when you're ready. I'll get started.))

Chaos sat down in his familiar armchair in the belfry of Ancient Steeple. He picked up a stolen copy of today's Mignight Gazette and opened it.
"More Timado trouble," he said. "The sooner I get some help on this, the better."
From the huge golden glove on the table next to him, a cloud of black smoke rose up, taking a near-human form, like a genie coming out of a lamp.
"Are you sure there's even anyone coming?" it growled. "This isn't the best place to meet, don't you think?"
Chaos glanced calmly around at the dust-covered room, with cobwebs hanging from the furniture.
"Not really," said Chaos. "Trust me, they'll be here."

Shadow was walking down a strange road. On each side it was covered by akward trees. He heard a noise. Immediatley Shadow jumped, pulled out two swords, and slashed the tree behind him. "Grr. Who's out there?!" He shouted. "Show yourself!" Shadow began slicing everything around him as to find who was out there. "I must be thinking things" He said. Shadow saw a building in the distance, and decided to go there. "This must be the place im supposed to go."

Chaos glanced out through the stained-glass window.
"Told you they'd get here," he said. "Lowthos, maybe you should try trusting me once in a while."
The spirit hovering above the glove growled disapprovingly.
"I still think this is a bad idea," it growled.
"Look, we need help," said Chaos. "If you have any better ideas, feel free to let me know."

Shadow walked up to the large door and banged. "Hello? Is anyone here?" After a few seconds, he got bored of waiting and slashed the door down. Shadow sees Chaos staring at him. "....Oops".

"Hi, how you doing?" asked Chaos. "Name's Chaos Stevens. Come on up, have a seat."
Chaos eyed Shadow carefully as he entered the bell tower.
"You here about the Timados?" he asked.

"Yes, I am. I was hoping I could help you out. These things are a menace to all things that exist." Shadow says as he sits down. "Oh, and by the way, sorry about the door."

"No worries," said Chaos. He snapped his fingers, and five large dark hands fell from the ceiling. "Go fix the door, guys," he muttered. The hands crawled towards the door.
"What do you think?" asked Lowthos.
"I think I need to know a bit about him," said Chaos. "You might start with your name."

"My name is DarkShadow. I am a shape-shifter. One who can take on other forms, if you will." He said.

"Sounds familiar," said Chaos, grinning. "So, tell me a bit about yourself. Any previous experience with time travel?"

"I travel between diemensions often, sometimes heading back in time or going forward in time. This is only for me to see other beings so I can transform into them when necessary." Shadow said.

"Some experience with time travel," muttered Chaos. "Mostly trans-dimensional. Lowthos, are you keeping note of this?"
"Apparently," growled Lowthos. "Continue, DarkShadow."
"Like I was saying," said Chaos. "So what combat experience do you have? Fought any Timados yet?"

"I have much battle experience. Many beings, both of this world and out of this world, have fallen to my grasp. Though i have not gotten the joy of detroying many Timados yet, I am aware of their presence and how stong they are."

"I see," said Chaos. "Lowthos, I hope you're getting all this. Okay Shadow, you sound like the kind of guy we're looking for. One last question. Why should I, Chaos Stevens, descendant of the Time Lord, take you on as a Time Warrior?"