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I am me. Thats about it.
Roleplay wise, high free through to casual. I like anything non normal. so scifi, apocalyptic, steampunk, fantasy, anything other than day to day humdrum.
I love world building. I am happy to just build a world for a roleplay and let it be populated and used by others.

I am online and offline sporadicly as the mood takes me. so expect irregular responses.

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OverconfidentMagi said
Wait, what's this about sub-tiers and perks now? So many overlapping systems to keep track of!


Basicly You have a class, Each class has 'sub teirs' IE sub classes, So 'mage' has multipul types of mages, and within each of those you have the teirs from 1 throuth to 6. and each teir gives you perks.
Who wants to join Debauchery Tea Party? Note; You can't have a strong affiliation to Either of The major factions!
[WIP] This looks fun!
Trigun.

Appearance:



Online ID: James Blake

Real Name: Nathanial

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Nationality: British

Race: Human

Level: 80

Class:













Class Mastery Level: 443

Abilities/Magic:
Elementalist Tier 1 (Look up^^)
Elementalist Tier 2 (Look up^^)
Chosen Passive for T2; Elemental Forces (Terramancer)
Elementalist Tier 3 (Look up^^)
Chosen Passive for T3; Burning impatience (Pyromancer)
Elementalist Tier 4 (Look Up^^)
Pyromancer; Inferno.

Sub-Class(es):
Survivalism
a combination of Hunting, butchery, cooking, fishing, herbalism, potion making, However it only accesses the basic 2 Tiers of each, However it also has things such as camp making, fire starting, area knowledge, So on and so forth. It covers the BASICS of surviving out in the wild. For a example, A mastery 400 Survivalist will not be able to hunt what a Mastery 400 hunter can, However he can also; Cook, butcher, fish, locate and harvest herbs, brew basic potions. Its much more useful for a solo player than in a group. Though in a group one can fill many roles.

No Second.

Sub-Class(es) Mastery Level: 250

Stats: [You gain 10 points for every level gained. Simple maths, 10*Your Level to get this and distribute it through your stats.]
Points: 800

Strength: 50

Agility: 150

Vitality: 100

Dexterity: 125

Resistance: 100

Intelligence: 150

Stamina/Willpower: 125

Max HP: 28000

Max Stamina/Mana: 15000

Equipment: Enchanted robe armour, increases physical resistance and chance to dodge.
Staff; Staff of the Elements, Increases Fire, Earth, Ice, lightning DMG by 2% and reduces Mana cost of T1 Elementalist spells to 5% original cost, No melee bonuses.
Ring of Warding; Usable once every hour, Nullifies the effect of ranged attacks or skills for 5 minutes.
Bag of Item; Any object placed in this bag is reduced to 1/12th its orignial size, and mass ect. and can only be dispelled by a command word from the owner or a sharp knock, Any item that could fit in the bag at 1/12th size fits when full size.
Broach of Wisdom; Gives a 10% boost to Int and Willpower.

Miscellaneous Items: a few 'pots' and half a dozen teleport crystals. A blessed Necklace granting 5% Dark resistance. His glasses. standard Travel gear and enough stuff to allow him to use his Survivalism skills

Faction: Debauchery Tea Party, A small Clan He made that is of the opinion 'Screw everyone else, We want to enjoy what we've got.' In short, If others want to try and get out, Let them, If others want to try and stop them, Let them. We're in it for the Here and Now. Lets have some fun. and get some sick gear on the way.

Personality: Nathaniel is Polite and welcoming, Something that is reflected in his habit of sharing his camp with anyone who happens to be passing with asking nothing in return. He enjoys the company of others and is highly accepting of others opinions and actions. He dislikes those who are violent for violence's sake and use force to oppress others, He thinks that everyone should have a chance at doing what they please. He loves talking to others and learning new things from them and about them. Often offering to share some of his own experiences in return for new information.

However this constant thirst for knowledge and open personality is balanced by a ice cold deliberation and a heart of iron. When roused to anger Nathaniel is capable of going to great lengths to destroy his foe, even going as so far as at one point working his way through a guild's ranks just to kick out one of the mid-ranking players parties and disbanding it. He Hates those who would see what he calls as "The Transfer" as a chance to take advantage of others and cause problems.

History: Nathaniel was a standard collage kid, doing sciences and computer technology at his Sixth Form, he never enjoyed the company of those around him, to focused on sports and bein the 'cool kid' for his liking, he focused on learning new things and mastering anything he could get his hands on, He loved NTO for how much it had to offer, Waking up in it was a bit disconserting but he was one of the first on his feet and set about re-aranging his own self to the new world, mastering his skills again learning how to use them in combat without having to go through the hotbar, He very rapidly became one of those at the forefront of the game, pushing all he could, Though when it came to the island he seemed to fade out, he refused to try and raid it, Preferring to ask the Dev's for more content outside of it and aggressively pursuing that, pushing everything but the island. Though when asked he simply shrugged and said it didn't matter to him either way.

Like/Dislikes:
+ learning new things
+ meeting new people
+ talking to others
+ helping out
+ honesty
- Pushy people
- Pointless aggression
- wasted potential

Other:
Theme when Not angry;

Theme when pissed;
"Could you use a storm of voices, all screaming in your ears? Could you even understand what any of them are trying to say?" He asked and held his headphones up, the weapons disappearing with a flash of blue light. "Try it, I dare you. Mind you, If you fail, Your sanity will be forfeit." He knew no other god, possibly save the headmaster could even hope to have acess to the SIN and survive more than 5 seconds. it was pure noise, The noise of every bit of human thought since 2050 until the end of humanity in the far distant future. and since the future was infinite there was an infinite amount of voices, and a infinite amount of noise. At worst, the listeners head would explode from the amount of noise, at best they'd get a nosebleed and have a immense headache for the next hour. "Nor does not choosing make me weaker. My symbol is in the wire, it is on the screen. Information, Technology, Machinery." He shook his head. "All are a possible temple to me. All it needs is someone to turn it on, and use it." he settled down and went back to finishing work on re-creating the spider. his headphones went back round his neck.
((The personification of technology and advancement of such dosn't like to be tied to one image apparently))
"I am The god of Technology and Machines, My weapon is Knowledge, and Information. I chose what is needed for the situation." He said, looking up with a almost disdainful glance. "be it a sword." He set the half finished spider down and called up a phase saber, a strange looking blade with a flickering red edge, almost as if it was using some sort of feild projection. "Or a ranged weapon" In his other hand appeared a very strange looking pistol, made of white plastics with a gentle green mist rolling off it.
If there's still room I'm intrested.
I'm interested, but which Tron lore will we be using? I assume the modern one?
Adam sighed. "Now why would you do a thing like that." He muttered and set about re-creating the spider like device, "God of technology, minus technology...stupid bloody..." He checked his headphones, they were still in place, probably because they were attached to him, and thus proofed by his aura. "Weapon, you pick the correct object to apply the correct force at the correct spot to use the least energy possible to get what you want, Be it a knife between the fifth and sixth ribs of a foe or a plasma cannon shot to the weak armour on the underside of a tank."
Eh, Its very open, In the Chatzy whats going to happen (apparently) is we're allowed to pick partners in the OOC or through RP interaction. Though there will be a team of three, (due to the fact there is 23 char's). Note; If anyone fancies pairing with Leo, or even seeing if he's not quite as insane as he first appeared to be, Do feel free to be curious about the swearing coming from what looks like the door to a storage closet.
Leonardo tilted his head, This would be interesting. The moment the electricity was stopped he changed tack, swapping mana lance for wave gun, any orc that got close got a blast of it to the face, Ward or not, since it wasn’t magical. The moment it failed to affect them, even without helm or hair he nodded. “Impressive illusion, if it wasn’t for the fact you’re against someone who’s grown up with a greater demon.” He sighed and flicked the battle axe back in to its storage configuration, slotting it on to his back he walked back past his luggage picking it up. “overzealous bunch of nitwits.” He sighed and looked at the load on his Mana lance, then did some mental calculations, drawing the pistol he dropped the clip from it, slotting a new one in he took the old one in his hands, muttering under his breath. For the most part he let the speech wash over him, He’d gotten the exact same thing last year, though he did smile a little when the obligatory ‘are you actually the headmaster’ question got asked, instead he spent the time focusing his energy down and in to the crystals, 15 seconds worth of mana wasn’t a major cost, the effort was more in keeping his focus than anything.

Towards the end of the speech he finished the spell and looked at the small meter on the side of the clip, 50 seconds worth of mana, it wasn’t much, but it was enough. He shrugged and put it in to the slot on his belt, standing as they were dismissed he automatically started to work his way through the crowds and towards the far side of school. He’d spent most of the last year exploring and so knew a few of the shortcuts and cross passages that were always abundant in a place as big as this, reaching the far back of the school he let himself through a door, that looked like nothing more than a storage cupboard, though it led to tight staircase, jogging up it he reached the top room. Glad he’d got there before anyone else he dumped his bag down. The room itself was miles out the way, and when he’d first found it he was pretty sure it’d been forgotten about. A random door that was probably a storage closet leading to a awkward staircase that led to a small room. It was probably one of those pointless rooms that was left over from the construction of such a grandiose building, a silly little space no one had any idea what to do with, so they made It a extra dorm room. It was even obvious that no one had actually been up here since him last time, it was still in a state of utter disarray. He dumped his two bags down, the hard case hitting something metallic and sending it skittering off in to the far recesses of the room. “Hmm, I do hope that wasn’t the small important bit that goes ‘spoing’ and disappears in to the corner.” Leo commented almost cynically and gave the bed a shake out before pulling one of the umpteen books he’d borrowed from the school library off the shelves, since they didn’t let him bring his own books he’d taken to misappropriating theirs. This one was going over the use of multi-spectra goggles when confronted by illusions or mirror images. Considering what had just transpired he decided it might be prudent to read up a little. About 10 pages in he sat up and swore, he’d forgotten to lock the lower door. Grabbing the key off its hook from inside the door he scrambled down the stairs “shit. Shit. Shit. shit.” he said as he made his way down. Anyone in the rooms with a wall against the staircase would probably hear him, anyone coming up it would have ample warning of him coming down.
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