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Hell Helpers

Having finished his meal, Mordred said "If anyone requires me, I shall be in the training room." That said, he got up and walked to his destination, weights in hand, to get in a workout, seeing as how he didn't have anything better to do

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Kamina

Well it seemed that Celes had gone off on her own now to do...what ever it was that girls did, Kamina wasn't too sure about that. Either way it didn't really change much; Kamina was still following Spruce. Also, M was yelling about something, Kamina wasn't sure what was up with him 'that M sure is strange' he thought to himself 'besides, I'm trying to follow Spruce in secret. How could I get a proper romantic diner set up in time? I'm starting to think that M has a few screws loose'

Tini

'Why was the Magnimite yelling at the Magikarp? He didn't do anything. What a weirdo' Tini though as he conditioned his not very silent watch of the strange Magikarp in front of him. 'Gee, I hope his brain isn't rusty or something, because that sounds bad. Wait...do Steel types get rusty brains? Hmmmmm...this requires further study and-Oh! A Magikarp!' and just like that, Tini was right back where he started

Hell Helpers

"I have found the facilities to be most wonderful, I find it fascinating that people have created machines designed to stimulate the growth of specific muscles. Truly this future is filled with many wondrous things. Although...I must confess that I still find much of it overwhelming" Mordred said as he began to dig into his last leg of ham "to think, a person can talk to someone else on the other side of the world...the very thought of such a thing is most...unnerving. It seems too much like witchcraft. Yet I have not sensed magic of any kind in these gadgets of yours. Many of the things you possess in this age, were beyond even imagination in mine. I do not think I will ever full adjust to this new and strange era, it was hard enough adapting my speech to better match the dialect of the people of this time."

Hell Helpers

Mordred was busy lifting weights early in the morning, with a few legs of ham on a plate by his side for his breakfast. While it was normally a bad idea to life weights like this consecutive days, Avalon's healing power full repaired all the damage to his muscles withing minutes. That was one thing that baffled the eternal prince upon reaching the future; apparently, muscles grow stronger by being damaged and then repairing themselves...completely insane. There were plenty of thing he had learned in this future that had initially sounded like some kind of joke; like surgery. The very idea that you could just cut someone open and heal them...it was madness! Then there was the insanity that the people of this time called 'reality TV', what joy is there to be had in just watching a bunch of asshole living in a house doing pretty much nothing? Surely, this 'Jersey' place must be some kind of hell on earth to spawn those kind of people. Who in their right mind would would find it the least bit entertaining? Mordred himself had to struggle to sit through a single episode. "Mayhap-er...maybe the people of this time merely find pleasure in inflicting pain upon themselves. It would surly explain that 'BDM' thing I heard about

Putting down the large and heavy weights in his hands, he reach for a leg of ham and started eating "sometimes...I find it so very hard to believe that this is the future of the same world I was born and raised it. So many things here are simply far too alien...yet these people do indeed have records of my time, and the people I knew...even if most of the tales they have of me are filthy lies!" he yelled that last part "what blasphemer would dare spread such abhorred lies about me!? I might not have known he was my father, but I was still the king's most loyal knight! None would have argued that. It was he who made me the man I am today, how could I not love him so!?" Mordred violently finished the leg he was eating before returning to his weights

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

Here's a prototype CS. Let me know if I'm missing anything

Description:

Demigod Form: ?

Name: Danny Nelson

Age: 10

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Nationality: Windgracian

PoB: A small little village in Windgrace

Rank: None

Academy: No

Skill Type: Innocence

Mount: None

Mount's Name: None

Interests: Too many to list

Favorite Interest: If being happy could be called an interest, it would be that. Also baking

Dislikes: Negative attitude

Love Interest: None

Person of Interest: None

Fiance/Spouse: None

Bestfriend: Anyone willing

Rival: None

Most Hated Word: Hopeless or anything like it

Religion: None

Idol God: None

Holy Blood: ?

Minor/Major: ?

Ancient Weapon: ?

Opposite: ?

Quote: "It's the ugly things in life that make the beautiful things all the more precious"

Important Value in Life: Always look on the bright side of life

Favorite Food: Bread

Household Name: None

Ancestry: His entire family was killed in a Dragonite attack

Ambition: Nothing that could be called an ambition

Sin Guilty of Most: None

Title: None

Combat Style: None

Weapon preference: None

Weapon Name: None

Magic Systems: None

Element: None

Weakness: None

Magical Level: None

Special Skills: ?

Personality: Danny is a perpetually happy young orphan...yes, you read that right. Despite having lost his family at a young age, he is a surprising optimist; always happy and seemingly possessing some sort of aura of joy, people around him just can't help but feel some of his good cheer rub off on them

Biography: When Danny was just a little boy, a dragon attacked his home village. It rampaged for awhile before being driven off by the villagers...however it was too late; the fire that the dragon spewed from it's maw was spreading fast, consuming everything in it's path. Since Danny's home was a small farming community, there were plenty of things to burn. Because he was playing in a rather large mud puddle at the time, he was spared the flame's wrath...no one else was as lucky. From his sanctuary of mud, young Danny watched as his entire village, and everyone in it, burned to cinders. Frozen with fear, he found himself unable to move, although that most likely saved his life

Half a day later, when the fire had finally died down completely, Danny found the courage to leave his former sanctuary in search of his parents. However, he soon found that not only was he the only one left, but the fire had managed to burn the bodies beyond all recognition. It was then, when the hopelessness and despair of his situation finally hit him, that he began to cry. After he had spent all of his tears, he left the ruins of his old home, in order to find...something

He spent the next few weeks fueled on pure hatred; the people of his home never hurt that dragon, so why did he attack them!? Thoughts of revenge were all that kept him going, even though he was powerless, he would live to avenge his home and his family. While he managed to find a few streams and lakes to wash himself and drink from, he was without food. Then one day, he found a moldy chunk of bread on the ground. Without even thinking, he scooped it up and ate it. it had bugs on it, was covered in mold, and was competently filthy

...It was also the most delicious thing he ever had, or ever would eat. As he ate for the first time in two weeks, Danny felt a strange warmth fill him. He no longer felt the same rage as before, in fact, that hatred and anger he used to feel was now starting to look...empty, painfully empty. It was then that Danny had an epiphany; the only reason why that disgusting piece of bread tasted like something fit for a god...was because of how miserable he was. All the dark and bleak things in his life, made all the beautiful things shine ever brighter. Danny was no longer angry. Sure, he was upset that everyone he knew and loved was dead, but he knew that there was no changing it, and that it would only make the good things in his life even better. A few days latter, he came across a man camping. The man, seeing his poor state, quickly got him food and water. Danny told the man his story, and he was both heartbroken by how tragic it was, and moved by Danny's positive outlook. He decided right then and there that he would take the boy in as his apprentice, and ever since then, Danny has been studying the art of baking under him, at the capital of Windgrace

Luna's 1X1 interest thread

A Shugo Chara RP with OC's sounds fun

Hell Helpers

Name: Mordred "The once and future prince"
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Ability: Possess the sword of kings and the scabbard of the ever distant utopia; Excalibur and Avalon. Excalibur is the strongest sword ever made, forged by the fey themselves using a special metal found in their realm called mithrial. Excalibur is capable of striking down even magic spells. Avalon was also made by the fey. After it became bound to Mordred, he became one with it. His fusion with the scabbard magically dispersed it throughout his body, essentially make him the 'scabbard' for Excalibur. This allows him to store the blade inside of his own body (which has the nifty side effect of making it unable to harm him). Avalon itself grants Mordred an advanced healing factor (due to it's magical nature, and thanks to the fey who made it, this healing factor does not shorten his lifespan). Anything that doesn't killing him outright will heal, given enough time. While he sometimes claims to be immortal, this is more to intimidate and break the spirit of his foes.
Personality: Having been raised as a knight, Mordred is extremely noble. Because quite a few of his pears were women, he has no problem fighting members of the opposite sex. He does however refuse to fight a weak or helpless opponent (unless said opponent was made weak and or helpless in battle against him). He can't stand seeing the strong using their power to abuse the weak, and will fight to defend them
Backstory: The stories about him...are not all true.

While Mordred is indeed the son of Morgan Le Fey and her half brother Arthur Pendragon, and he is the one who killed his father...that's where the truth ends. During his early days, he was raised by his mother who was trying to turn him into a weapon to kill his father. However her cruel methods of making him a bloodthirsty warrior backfired, and he fled from her when he was only 5. He was soon found by a caravan bound for Camelot, and was allowed to join them. Upon reaching the grand city, young Mordred quickly became enthralled with the knights of the city, and soon decided that he wanted to become one, however it wouldn't be so simple for a young boy without any parents (at least as far as everyone knew). After leaving the caravan, he slipped into the knight's barracks, he found a sword and tried to practice with it, but found it too heavy to lift. When he was found, the knights were about to remove him from the barracks...until on of them stepped forward. This knight saw...something in the young Mordred, something that reminded the knight of himself. He then decided to take the boy on as his squire. This knight's name was Arthur Pendragon

Years went by, and the young boy soon grew into man, and a capable knight. He was even made part of the Knights of the Round Table, becoming the youngest member. For a time, life was peaceful...until his mother came with her army. Her demons ravaged the city, and one by one, the knights all fell...until only King Arthur and Mordred remained. Wanting the satisfaction of killing her brother herself, Morgan confronted the King. As she casted her foul magic on him, she told him of the many plans she had made to do him in. However, one of them in particular struck a cord with Mordred; the one where she bewitched him to get his seed, in order to give birth to a child who would slay him. It was then that Mordred finally understood everything. As King Arthur's mind fell to his half sister's foul magic, he was inflicted with madness. While he tried to stop him without harming him, a slip on the mad king's part saw that Mordred's blade pierced his flesh. As death came to claim him, Mordred told his father that he was the child that Morgan spoke of, but that he had only learned who his father was that day. The mortal wound received having restored his mind, King Arthur used his dying breath give Mordred both Excalibur and Avalon. Before succumbing to his wounds, he said one last thing;

"I leave the rest in your hands...my son"

With his father's sword and scabbard in hand he walked up to his mother, who was to busy relishing her victory to notice him. When he got close enough to her, he said this;

"Do you recognize me...mother!? The child you gave birth to, who was born solely to kill his own parent, Mordred! Well...my mission is not yet complete; one parent still lives"

In her surprise, she was unable to act before it was too late; Mordred pierced her heart with Excalibur, killing her instantly. However her death was not without side effects; the vast amount of magic she had absorbed flowed out of her. In a futile effort to shield himself, Mordred held Avalon between himself and his mother's dead body, although this just made his body absorb the scabbard. When all the magic had left her body, her army of demons crumbled. Mordred was the last remaining person in Camelot. Before the full implications could hit him, he found himself pulled into the future...

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Kamina

Interesting, so M was here too. It warmed Kamina's heart to see the entire team had followed Spruce 'to think; we would have forged such a strong bond so quickly. It...it's more beautiful then words can describe' he thought to himself as he wept great manly tears of manatude (THAT IS SO A WORD). 'Surly this quest can only strengthen the bonds that we all share, and we will emerge from it even more powerful then before!'

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Tini

Tini was busy taking in all the sight...when one in particular caught his attention; a Magikarp...on land...that seemed to be traveling under his own power by flopping around "ohhhhhhh." All at once, Tini forgot what he was doing and why he was here as he silently followed the strange Magikarp "it's sneaking time." With that, Tini began to slowly slither behind the Magikarp, being careful not to make a sound "I am sneaking, I am sneaking"...um...sort of "sneaking, sneaking, sneaking" okay, so he sucks at stealth! If it was anyone besides Kamina, they would have found him in a heartbeat.

Helping Magic, Hell Helpers

Katniss said
Name: AmandaAge: 17Gender: GirlAppearance: Ability: Controls lightPersonality: outgoing, adventurous, can be caring and sometimes harsh, likes huntingBackstory: Amanda is from 1856 and was raised in an orphanage that was haunted. One ghost named Melody stole Amanda's soul and tried to overtake her body to live again. Her body is half of Amanda and half of Melody so she may seem a bit confusing at times. Amanda found this shop, Hell Helpers, and she is excited to work there

Shanna!

Helping Magic, Hell Helpers

Name: Mordred "The once and future prince"
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Ability: Possess the sword of kings and the scabbard of the ever distant utopia; Excalibur and Avalon. Excalibur is the strongest sword ever made, forged by the fey themselves using a special metal found in their realm called mithrial. Excalibur is capable of striking down even magic spells. Avalon was also made by the fey. After it became bound to Mordred, he became one with it. His fusion with the scabbard magically dispersed it throughout his body, essentially make him the 'scabbard' for Excalibur. This allows him to store the blade inside of his own body (which has the nifty side effect of making it unable to harm him). Avalon itself grants Mordred an advanced healing factor (due to it's magical nature, and thanks to the fey who made it, this healing factor does not shorten his lifespan). Anything that doesn't killing him outright will heal, given enough time. While he sometimes claims to be immortal, this is more to intimidate and break the spirit of his foes.
Personality: Having been raised as a knight, Mordred is extremely noble. Because quite a few of his pears were women, he has no problem fighting members of the opposite sex. He does however refuse to fight a weak or helpless opponent (unless said opponent was made weak and or helpless in battle against him). He can't stand seeing the strong using their power to abuse the weak, and will fight to defend them
Backstory: The stories about him...are not all true.

While Mordred is indeed the son of Morgan Le Fey and her half brother Arthur Pendragon, and he is the one who killed his father...that's where the truth ends. During his early days, he was raised by his mother who was trying to turn him into a weapon to kill his father. However her cruel methods of making him a bloodthirsty warrior backfired, and he fled from her when he was only 5. He was soon found by a caravan bound for Camelot, and was allowed to join them. Upon reaching the grand city, young Mordred quickly became enthralled with the knights of the city, and soon decided that he wanted to become one, however it wouldn't be so simple for a young boy without any parents (at least as far as everyone knew). After leaving the caravan, he slipped into the knight's barracks, he found a sword and tried to practice with it, but found it too heavy to lift. When he was found, the knights were about to remove him from the barracks...until on of them stepped forward. This knight saw...something in the young Mordred, something that reminded the knight of himself. He then decided to take the boy on as his squire. This knight's name was Arthur Pendragon

Years went by, and the young boy soon grew into man, and a capable knight. He was even made part of the Knights of the Round Table, becoming the youngest member. For a time, life was peaceful...until his mother came with her army. Her demons ravaged the city, and one by one, the knights all fell...until only King Arthur and Mordred remained. Wanting the satisfaction of killing her brother herself, Morgan confronted the King. As she casted her foul magic on him, she told him of the many plans she had made to do him in. However, one of them in particular struck a cord with Mordred; the one where she bewitched him to get his seed, in order to give birth to a child who would slay him. It was then that Mordred finally understood everything. As King Arthur's mind fell to his half sister's foul magic, he was inflicted with madness. While he tried to stop him without harming him, a slip on the mad king's part saw that Mordred's blade pierced his flesh. As death came to claim him, Mordred told his father that he was the child that Morgan spoke of, but that he had only learned who his father was that day. The mortal wound received having restored his mind, King Arthur used his dying breath give Mordred both Excalibur and Avalon. Before succumbing to his wounds, he said one last thing;

"I leave the rest in your hands...my son"

With his father's sword and scabbard in hand he walked up to his mother, who was to busy relishing her victory to notice him. When he got close enough to her, he said this;

"Do you recognize me...mother!? The child you gave birth to, who was born solely to kill his own parent, Mordred! Well...my mission is not yet complete; one parent still lives"

In her surprise, she was unable to act before it was too late; Mordred pierced her heart with Excalibur, killing her instantly. However her death was not without side effects; the vast amount of magic she had absorbed flowed out of her. In a futile effort to shield himself, Mordred held Avalon between himself and his mother's dead body, although this just made his body absorb the scabbard. When all the magic had left her body, her army of demons crumbled. Mordred was the last remaining person in Camelot. Before the full implications could hit him, he found himself pulled into the future...