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Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

Ariin looked at the other dropping his hood carefully, they all seemed rather interesting and tough in their own ways. He did silently wonder if they had all been chosen for a reason other than their age, as it seemed that all pilots had to be within a certain age limit. Perhaps it was about loss or personal drive? He decided not worry about things that he couldn't control at the moment. He came to his next idea, check a few pockets see if they had anything that might give him information of course they would be his teammates soon he figured it would be best not to piss them off, yet.

He saw one girl tell everyone who she was, he figured he'd step up next. "I'm Ariin Sorus, I'm from Mars, I pilot the Paladin." He said shrugging as if it didn't matter to much to him, honestly he was here because he owed someone and because he needed to protect his sisters and little brother. He stepped back into the crowd and saw the first thing he saw Sigma offering a handkerchief to another girl who looked scared and ready to start crying at any moment. Ariin sighed, growing up the oldest of five siblings meant he had to be their a lot to comfort them. Since most of these guys hadn't said a word yet, he walked over to the crying girl and crouched down giving her a soft smile as his electronic eye turned a soft shade of blue.

"I know the idea of fighting all us sounds pretty tough, but if you want I'll work with you on the battle field. Keep you safe and such, if you want me to." He looked up towards Sigma and nodded to her standing back up.

"Sigma your welcome to work with us as well, honestly you two kind of remind me of my sisters back home." He rubbed his head a little then shrugging he decided to sit beside Elora keeping a little distance between them as not to be rude.

He spoke softly now, to both of them if either were evening listening he didn't notice. "Yeah, I've got three younger sisters and a baby brother. We all left Gaius four together when were kids, since then I've had to do everything I could to feed and care for them all." He rubbed his head thinking of his criminal past before he joined the project. "Still I got job to do, I wouldn't mind working with you both. After all who would want a Kleptomaniac leading this team? Personally I'd rather manage to stay up for the duration of the exercise. Maybe pick off one or two of them before it ends." He looked between Elora and Sigma. "Offer stands, either I don't plan on fighting either of you if I don't have to, Paladin's main armament could rip limbs off most of you guys Framewerks and I rather not cause damage if I can avoid it."

Dragon Age: The Uncharted Depths

Daeron cursed, he'd arrived in Denerim only to learn that all Warden were alright out at a forward camp. So getting Storm Beak's armor on her and extra quiver or two of arrows he left quickly. He flew fast, Beaky was ripping through the skies, he saw peasants staring up as they made good time. He locked his boots into Beaky's saddle as he spotted the camp up ahead. "Beaky, flip girl!" With that she turned upside down and closed her wings bring them into a dive bomb towards the camp. Elf smiled drawing arrows from his side quiver he fired in to one of the two Ogre's he saw closing in one on the camp.

Daeron hadn't gotten to fight like this in a long time, it was time to test out his training with Storm Beak. "Up and Off!" She spread her wings slowing them down as he clipped his bow back into place along his back, drawing his sword and shield he freed his boots from the saddle she flipped once more and Daeron fell downwards, right towards a pincushion of an Ogre. He blade buried deep in his back as he slid down it's back using the beast to slow his fall. As he pulled his blade from the Ogre's back he kicked a Hurlock Alpha moving to the stand near the Commander of the Wardens as he looked to the Wardens. "Move your men up, we need them back in the damn hole Commander! We need them their ten minutes ago, get the Ogre down and push back those Hurlocks!" He gave orders hoping the Wardens here had received the letter he sent.

"Beaky Archers!" With that a very angry griffin descended it's claws ripping into Genlock archers tossing them aside. "Get in there! You don't want to be outdone my a Griffin do you!?" Cried the Elf as he charged back into the fray, blocking and slashing wildly. Storm Beak occasionally lending support with her claws, he finally fell back knowing Storm Beak needed to land and rest. He hoped the sudden attack would have been enough to drive back the horde before they got into even more trouble.

He made his way up to Ferelden's Gray Warden commander and smiled, he was soaked he to toe in Dark Spawn blood. His shield cracked along the griffin icon, his helmet lost somewhere in the fray his red hair specked with flakes of blood. "Nice to meet you Commander, High Constable Lavellan." He offered her his hand, with dripped with blood. "I came from Weisshaupt as soon as I heard, figured you could use the help. With the rest of Griffins either assigned to message running or training Storm Beak and I are about the best you'll get until the other arrive." He answered as he began to clean his with a rag. "Speaking of which I was supposed to be offering you Griffin to bond with, sadly that won't be happening for awhile. So, any news why the Fade this thing is here?" He asked finishing cleaning his armor as Storm Beak landed preening her feather before rolling on to her back and Daeron rubbing her belly.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

@Dragoknighte Well you can always stand behind me, the massive super heavy armored shield carrying behemoth. I can set down the shield just make a firing line.

Kingdom Hearts: The Keyblade War.

Arthal made his way into the village, most of the people shrinking back at the sight of Elf. He was a stranger and more importantly he looked different to the humans present, thus prejudice would abide. However he saw a little girl, she looked scared as he sat in alone hugging a doll to her chest. Carefully walking over he reached into his back and offered her an apple, she took it waiting a moment before biting into eating happily.

Soon the villagers emerged and began to speak with Arthal, asking him about where he was from, why he had come, and many more such questions. He avoided answering them as best he could before finally asking about the dragon, most of the town got quite after that. A older woman stepped up, her knee's shook as she leaned on her cane staring at the Elf who unknown to her had live a great deal longer. "The dragon is our lord, many such beasts awoke and protect villages like ours. In exchange it eats some of our live stock and we must give valuables we find. They defend us from the dark creatures, their might roars alone scare off hordes. Since the fall of the Empire and the defeat of most of the generals who tried to claim the throne we have lost all our soldiers and with no Emperor or army we had to turn the dragons." She said making her way to a chair. "Why are you so interested in them stranger, are you like the girl in black we saw weeks ago, will you try to slay our dear lord and leave us defenseless."

Arthal rubbed his head and sighed. "Honestly I came seeking an object, I will bargain for it even trade if your lord has it, I have no need to fight him us he wishes to fight me." He wanted to know more about this woman in black but he had given so few answers, he figured it would best to leave before they got angry. Bowing to them and thanking them for the help her started to leave the village.

Yet along the mountain and around the palace small groups of Heartless now walked in little patrols as if scouting or guarding something or someone. They would attack if someone near them otherwise they remained focused, a force here had given them orders. They had a leader and it was one who could command an astonishing amount of them all at once, perhaps a dragon or even a one of the former warlord or generals of the old Empire. Now more than ever it seemed that the dragon would have answers or at least a safe place to hide from the Heartless. After all they were drawn to the Keyblade and those who carried them needed a safe place to lay their head some nights.

Journey of the Planeswalkers (A Magic: The Gathering Role Play)

Very interested.

Dragon Age: The Uncharted Depths

High Constable Lavellan

Name: Daeron Lavellan

Age: 25

Race: Dalish Elf

Mage: No

Place of Origin: Free Marches

Appearance:


Personality: A youthful optimist with a belief in what the Grey Wardens are doing is right. With a passion for animals and the outdoors in general. Generally he tries to live by Dalish principles however living in the Shem's world has curved some of that. His loyalty and dedication have risen him through the ranks as well as how seriously he takes battles. A solemn believer that the Wardens stand as against the greatest evil of all, the Darkspawn.

Surprising fondness for Dwarves preferring the company of them over humans or city Elves. While he will work with humans, he is not above dealing with those who would insult his kin. A strong believer in Elves right to have a land of their own and be fairly represented among the people of Thedas.

Backstory: Born in the Free Marches, his mother the keeper of clan Lavallen his father was a hunter. At a young age his father passed away. Though he lacked the gift of magic, he learned much of their lore and heritage as any first or second would. He learned to hunt however his sword play came from watch knights and champions in tournaments battle defeat one another. He combined what he witnessed at tournament and combined that with his natural agility and training with the warriors of his clan. Many thought him crazy to train in to skill sets at once, yet as time went on he proved adept in both area's amazing most of his clan.

Attending the Grand Tourney he placed well and many were shocked to see a Dalish among the last standing many were shocked. He had even won jousts on the back of Halla, many city elves bought him drinks, humans booed him and soon found themselves asking for forgiveness. The Emerald of the Marches was what they announced him as, while he never placed champion he did always come close, many claiming he threw the fights to prevent riots by humans. It was here he caught the notice of the Grey Wardens and they invited the Elf into the order.

He soon found himself a Constable of the Grey assigned to Weisshaupt receiving reports from Warden Commanders from around Thedas and sending back what he could from his home in the fortress. He also found himself working with the recently returned Griffins and becoming one of their dedicated trainers. Bonding with one of the hatch-ling he named Storm Beak for her fondness so dragging him from his bed when it stormed to carry her outside and let her fly in the rain.

Recently he was made named High Constable, just before the incident in Ferelden. Deciding to venture down while the First Warden rallies support Storm Beak and Daeron have arrived after a short stay in Orlais. Daeron hopes they can find a solution to the problem before they have build another fortress and man it. These days the Wardens numbers are thin enough as it is.

Notable items: Grey Warden Sky Commander armor, Wardens sword and shield, Dalish bow, and equipment for a Joining.

Mount: Storm Beak, a lovable if annoying griffin with a deep love of flying in the rain much to her partners dismay and dislike.

Star Wars: New Republic Wars.

@Sarge @Frengo @caliban22 @Kurai Assassin Anyone going to post?

Kingdom Hearts: The Keyblade War.

I can post if it helps.

Infinite Consortium (Magic: The Gathering)

Jace Belern has decided to once again open the multi-planer business known as the Infinite Consortium. With his current position as the living Guildpact he needs friends to help him manage and protect planes across the multiverse from the threat of the remaining Eldrazi titan. He and fellow Gatewatch member Gideon have decided to use the business and the walkers as scouts, soldiers, and informants. They also decided to focus the Consortium more towards defeating a threat to all Planewalkers, Nicol Bolas. Having deduced that the Elder dragon had been the one to orchestrate the release of the Eldrazi and cause problems across many other planes.

Ravnica has been chosen as the host of this new venture, with the Gatewatch busy looking for the last Titan, Sorin searching for Nahiri, and Ugin continuing to study and repair the hedron network on Zendikar. The Consortium will be tasked with with helping planes, looking for Bolas, and most importantly finding new members and expanding the Consortium's business in trading extra-planer artifacts and goods.

Word has been spread about the Consortium among a few planes, those wishing to join should report to Ravnica and speak with the woman in the tenth district minding the shop front they keep. Those who with a spark will be given a chance to join this revolutionary group and help defend multiverse from it's greatest threats and perhaps even be remembered by millions.

Character Sheet

Name:
Appearance: (Image is much preferred, or a paragraph.)
Age: (Planeswalkers share the average lifespan with their race.)
Race:
Home Plane: (Yu may draw from the lore of create your own.)
Mana Color: (The colors you may cast spells in.)
Spells: (Drawing from the vast library of sorcery's and instants in you may have at most eight spells. Please try to be reasonable with your choices.)
Artifacts: (Items you summon, you may have at most three artifacts.)
Creatures: (Summons you use to aid you in combat.)
Origin: (Where they are from, how did their spark ignite, what kind of magic do they prefer.)
Other:

@Dracogenius @Tojin

Infinite Consortium (MTG Roleplay.)

I'll work on a OOC.