Bishop

[Dead Thread]

As for the souls that I have, they are not affected by hell or anyother thing more differently as other souls that are in demigod bodies. Cause all of this souls already have a vessel(me), I don't see them leaving anytime soon. However souls will deplenish in the case of my character receiving a "fatal blow" or strong hits, you can call it my hp bar.

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

I really don't want this rp to have more than 15-20 people at the same time. We should maybe wait for someone to die or idk. I don't wanna come everyday just to read 100 posts each day, just don't have the time and I bet even the GM can't write what the consequences of 100 people are per day.

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

Running through the rainy dark streets occasionally looking back to see if they were still tailing him. And to no surprise...they were still tailing him. Having noticed that he noticed that they were tailing him, they also broke into a sprint now chasing him.

The plan that Bishop had thought was simple; get the ancient dagger recently discovered in some very old ruin(speaking about millennia old here), traffic it to another country where one of his hideouts were located and... well, and then study it. The dagger was said to have spiritual properties and whoever or whatever thing was stricken with this knife, its soul would suffer too. The handle rumoured to have a teleportation device implanted, one method of activation required certain words or rather combination of sounds(don't get any weird ideas) to be spoken/pronounced. That's why he had been studying ancient scrolls and tomes for months now. 1-2 years ago the thought of talking to a/doing stranger/unnecessary things had never crossed his mind. Now he was doing all sorts of adrenaline-pumping things because one day he just woke up with a raging curiosity that ushered him to steal ancient artifacts and learn their secrets.

Somehow Bishop was now jumping rooftops to lose the ones chasing him. You could say that this situations would resemble certain movies scenes except the fact that the distance roof to roof was smaller than a meter and they were all almost the same level. Anyway, at one point it seemed he got rid of them. One other quick look back to confirm it, lead to a misplaced step, leading to falling of the roof. Losing the grip of the ancient dagger during the fall, he tried desperately to get his hands on it again although pointless as he was falling to his by-the-second approaching demise. The last cm before he touched the ground he reached for the dagger and felt time come to a pause after just touching it. Then a feeling of unease took over as everything around him started warping, or was it HE was warping?(yeah thing about that).

The end result being that he found himself in a different world from where he once was. Different terrain, climate, stars. He had a good look of the horizon as he was teleported 7 meters up from the ground when entering this world. Was falling, still is. Luckily he was falling to a conveniently placed tree.
-"That's gotta smooth the fall a little"-were his thoughts.
Yeeeaaah...no. It hurt like hell.
Getting up, checking for any broken bones, any internal pain that he might feel, everything seemed ok except for a few minor bruises. More adrenaline rushing in at the thought of a whole new world to explore. Then he came across people laying in the ground, one mutant looking person was just regaining consciousness. Just when he was about to greet him and ask him of what he knew about this world something hit him in the back of the head and Bishop fell dead cold in the ground.

Waking up he felt a hard heavy object lying on the back of his head. Extending a hand to grab it, no way, it was the dagger that must've hit him. Like how in the... He then heard people arguing and saw that guy he was just about to say hello to running off somewhere followed by a girl. The 3 people discussing were 2 girls and a guy with a rifle, some other lunatic was talking to himself while approaching what seemed like

a flaming eye of Sauron

?..no wait it was more like a flaming

Goro from Mortal Kombat

, on closer inspection it looked like a combination of skinny Goro and

a flaming atronach from Skyrim

, another guy wearing armor was approaching the flaming creature while some other girl was "sneaking" into the woods.

Deciding that the best option was to consult with the present people on our location, predicament and why were people dispersing into the unknown without meeting everyone else? As much as for the flaming Goro atronach, Bishop would just wait and see on what would happen to the people approaching it.

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

Bishop

Name: Bishop


Description: Wears dark robes and gloves. Grey hair/eyes, rough serious face & shaved, 1.84m tall & weighs at 73kg athletic build, almost always serious, has never really smiled.

Tag: "The outcast of nowhere"

About: Truly realizing the nature of things is the best quality one could have in order to understand this world. But blending in and becoming part of this wicked joke is the key factor one should posses in order to live in this world. Having the first quality but pretending to posses the second one is how Bishop got by with his everyday life. Living a hard-working and honest life he passed his days. Still no loved one in his life as he understood that love for a life partner was only a "feeling" set ablaze by the sparks of sexual attraction and as far as that went, having girlfriends was enough to sate it. Going on with his daily life, everybody he met, all the masks they had, had become a routine, for he himself had his own masks as they gave you protection from others judgment, not caring as much for other's thoughts as for blending in to avoid any problems that could arise from standing out in the crowd, Bishop continued his life following his hobbies having realised that nothing of his world mattered nor would anyone let him make a change in it.

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

[@c3p-Oh] Do I really have to get a picture? Couldn't I just add a little more detail to the description? Just hate to be unoriginal using pictures I find on google...

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

Bishop

Name: Bishop


Description: Wears dark robes and gloves. Grey hair/eyes, rough serious face & shaved, 1.84m tall & weighs at 73kg athletic build, almost always serious, has never really smiled.

Tag: "The outcast of nowhere"

About: Truly realizing the nature of things is the best quality one could have in order to understand this world. But blending in and becoming part of this wicked joke is the key factor one should posses in order to live in this world. Having the first quality but pretending to posses the second one is how Bishop got by with his everyday life. Living a hard-working and honest life he passed his days. Still no loved one in his life as he understood that love for a life partner was only a "feeling" set ablaze by the sparks of sexual attraction and as far as that went, having girlfriends was enough to sate it. Going on with his daily life, everybody he met, all the masks they had, had become a routine, for he himself had his own masks as they gave you protection from others judgment, not caring as much for other's thoughts as for blending in to avoid any problems that could arise from standing out in the crowd, Bishop continued his life following his hobbies having realised that nothing of his world mattered nor would anyone let him make a change in it.

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

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Supernatural Registry Act

A..ad..ADD ME ONEGAI!

[Dead Thread]

The Collector

Name: Talændrel Zorvak
Title(s): The Collector

Patron God: Solstyr , The Betrayer
Patron’s Domain: Treasury

Aspect of Patron’s Domain: Soul Collecting

Appearance: Athletic build. Dark grey hair & eyes. Stands at 178cm tall and weighs 79kg. Rough face, shaved. Once you look at his eyes, without the need of him using any ability, you feel your power draining and desperation/paranoia taking over you.
General Apparel: Wears a jacket, jeans, hooded cape, gloves, boots.
Armor/Weapons/Equipment:
* Multiple knives each imbued with a "tamed" and trusted soul able to change direction after you throw them, come back to you or fight "on their own".
* Metal wires, can change to spirit form, used to shred opponent, connect them straight to their body in order for limited movement manipulation, and for different means. While in spirit form it can connect straight to his soul gaining complete control over his actions without the target even knowing.
** Trusted dagger always alongside him never leaving his presence, indestructible-If the dagger is broken it means that his god doesn't support him anymore **
Magical/Divine Abilities:
* Soul drainage/enchantment- Can absorb any thing's soul into his own body absorbing all it's knowledge/memories/experience in life and can enchant souls to items.
* Can open portal to personal realm created for storage of everything he so desires including himself. The realm occupies the same space as the other world. Can be used to traverse unpassable terrain or silently sneak on someone.
* Divine Judgment/Condemned- By putting one hand over your forehead and looking into your eyes, his gaze piercing through your fleshy self and into the depths of your soul, he can confirm the darkness/light in you. Even the slightest stain of corruption present in your soul will make you unworthy of existence in his eyes leading to damnation in his realm.
*Double Edged Condemner-59(149.86cm) inches long katana that can cut through any material or soul. If it is destroyed Talændrel loses half his current souls that are in his body. When sheathed it is indestructible, cannot be unsheathed by anyone except the owner(Talændrel) himself.
**Forsaken Humanity: All the souls that Talændrel has in his body serve as fuel for his powers and life points hence they are consumed when receiving any-to-be-fatal damage or using an ability or the Double Edged Condemner.

Personality: Extreme hate for every human being. Every soul that he has absorbed until now, every sin that they committed and every twisted thought that ever came through their mind, being a major sin at its own, has made Thalændrel realise that there is no hope for the human race. Always serious, has never "smiled" since that fated day. Silent and thoughtful nature.

Likes: Collectible rare items, knowledge in any form and pure souls.
Dislikes: Humans. Gods and Titans alike because they all led to the making of humanity.
Fears: That the human race will never cease to exist.
Aspirations: Becoming GOD. To smite every single impure being in this world and all that he has power over.

Relationships: Deceased
Allies: Thousands and one - all the souls that he has collected and managed to control beside his Patron GOD.
Enemies: Humanity and everything that lead to it's creation.
Loyalties: None

History: His history is one of loss, hardships and revelation. As he will never admit to having a history before he achieved revelation, meaning he was given powers by Solstyr. Being the only one favored by this GOD he was given tremendous powers as no other God had ever bestowed upon a mere mortal. Many heroes and champions fighting for their own God were already known before and were practically legends by their own accomplishments, then their Gods took notice granting them power to raise them even higher, to make them real legends immortal through history. But in Talændrel's case he was no one, helped by none and betrayed by all. At a point in his early life he finally truly understood the nature of humans and of this world we live in. It was as a sudden rush of realization took over him elevating his inner self and releasing a huge burden. The shackles that bound his soul to this mortal realm were undone, thus gaining the attention of several deities but accepting only the one that had experienced the same things as he had...

He used the powers that he was given to rid all those who were stained with the seed of corruption from this realm or put them to better use as his main source of power. By now he had accumulated thousands of souls, having mastered their power, he would proceed to go after legendary rogue spirits that were said to have stayed on this realm as souls holding domain over several specific historical places, usually where large armies clashed or where treacheries took place. These souls were the most powerful, having stayed in their spectral form in this world for ages. The more souls Zorvak absorbed the more he felt his power grow. He was practically immortal by his current power alone, but that wasn't enough to even make a slight change in this world so he would do whatever he could to achieve ascension.

[Dead Thread]

Character Profile

Name: Talændrel Zorvak
Title(s): The Collector

Patron God: Solstyr , The Betrayer
Patron’s Domain: Treasury

Aspect of Patron’s Domain: Soul Collecting

Appearance: Athletic build. Dark grey hair & eyes. Stands at 178cm tall and weighs 79kg. Rough face, shaved. Once you look at his eyes, without the need of him using any ability, you feel your power draining and desperation/paranoia taking over you.
General Apparel: Wears a jacket, jeans, hooded cape, gloves, boots.
Armor/Weapons/Equipment:
* Multiple knives each imbued with a "tamed" and trusted soul able to change direction after you throw them, come back to you or fight "on their own".
* Metal wires, can change to spirit form, used to shred opponent, connect them straight to their body in order for limited movement manipulation, and for different means. While in spirit form it can connect straight to his soul gaining complete control over his actions without the target even knowing.
** Trusted dagger always alongside him never leaving his presence **
Magical/Divine Abilities:
* Soul drainage/enchantment- Can absorb any thing's soul into his own body absorbing all it's knowledge/memories/experience in life and can enchant souls to items.
* Can open portal to personal realm created for storage of everything he so desires including himself. The realm occupies the same space as the other world. Can be used to traverse unpassable terrain or silently sneak on someone.
* Divine Judgment- By putting one hand over your forehead and looking into your eyes, his gaze piercing through your fleshy self and into the depths of your soul, he can confirm the darkness/light in you. Even the slightest stain of corruption present in your soul will make you unworthy of existence in his eyes.

Personality: Extreme hate for every human being. Every soul that he has absorbed until now, every sin that they committed and every twisted thought that ever came through their mind, being a major sin at its own, has made Thalændrel realise that there is no hope for the human race. Always serious, has never "smiled" since that fated day. Silent and thoughtful nature.

Likes: Collectible rare items, knowledge in any form and pure souls.
Dislikes: Humans. Gods and Titans alike because they all led to the making of humanity.
Fears: That the human race will never cease to exist.
Aspirations: Becoming GOD. To smite every single impure being in this world and all that he has power over.

Relationships: Deceased
Allies: Thousands and one - all the souls that he has collected and managed to control beside his Patron GOD.
Enemies: Humanity and everything that lead to it's creation.
Loyalties: None

History: His history is one of loss, hardships and revelation. As he will never admit to having a history before he achieved revelation, meaning he was given powers by Solstyr. Being the only one favored by this GOD he was given tremendous powers as no other God had ever bestowed upon a mere mortal. Many heroes and champions fighting for their own God were already known before and were practically legends by their own accomplishments, then their Gods took notice granting them power to raise them even higher, to make them real legends immortal through history. But in Talændrel's case he was no one, helped by none and betrayed by all. At a point in his early life he finally truly understood the nature of humans and of this world we live in. It was as a sudden rush of realization took over him elevating his inner self and releasing a huge burden. The shackles that bound his soul to this mortal realm were undone, thus gaining the attention of several deities but accepting only the one that had experienced the same things as he had...

He used the powers that he was given to rid all those who were stained with the seed of corruption from this realm or put them to better use as his main source of power. By now he had accumulated thousands of souls, having mastered their power, he would proceed to go after legendary rogue spirits that were said to have stayed on this realm as souls holding domain over several specific historical places, usually where large armies clashed or where treacheries took place. These souls were the most powerful, having stayed in their spectral form in this world for ages. The more souls Zorvak absorbed the more he felt his power grow. He was practically immortal by his current power alone, but that wasn't enough to even make a slight change in this world so he would do whatever he could to achieve ascension.