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7 yrs ago
Current Yes, I'm an oversize child. Deal with it. :P
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8 yrs ago
That moment you've got too many rp ideas floating in your head, but you don't want to overwhelm yourself? Yeah... I'm right there, suffering in silence.
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8 yrs ago
RP hunting is like finding the rare toy in the cereal box. Doable, but the time and effort is nearly more than I can bare!
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9 yrs ago
That amazing high when you realized how far you've come in improving your writing. It's impossible to describe, but drowns you in a positive glow.
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9 yrs ago
I love being a terrible person by making my PCs' lives miserable, it's art form that never gets old or boring.
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Username.....Fallenreaper
Nicknames....Fallen (preferred), Reaper, Devour of lost souls, etc.
Gender..........Female
Sign...............Libra (true to sign surprisingly)
Occupation....Wandering and exploring the caves of my insane mind
Location.........USA (Lost in the Cornfields!)

Status............Stable.



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Advance RP

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Formaroth Part 2: Throne of Lies
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Casual RP

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising
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Legacy of Heroes: The New Age
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Someone sounds awe-inspired.


Yiss by how many hairs you can get into your face and not have them in your big mouth. o_o
I'm interested but still trying to decide on what type of alchemist he would be


I know I did the drive based on the PC's personality or given skills. Example, Cade has electricity which is destructive and life saving. Samad controls momentum which consists of speed and power based on that, reflecting his ability of control over himself namely because he uses it primarily on himself.

Another way to go about it is to find an idea, then work toward making it bigger and wider in focus.

A few things I think might be acceptable, though you might want to check with @Xodus to be sure, are listed below. I actually use a few for the Kians but Asylums are much higher level than Bloodlines or Rogues which means they can use the same powers likely.

Vibration/Sounds- can control, magnify and even focus vibrations in the air, on contact can cut/crumble items over time, and even make it hard to hit by extending your image due to blurring.

Metal/Magnetism Manipulation- can control and reshape any metal within a set area range into a variety of useful tools, weapons, etc. Likely carry your own stash for manipulation.

Hair Manipulation- can grow, strengthen (to a point) and even move your hair about to ensnare, block attacks, and cut opponents.

Earth Manipulation- can control any local rock, soil, or natural earth around you in a certain range to block and attack (think Earthbender from Avatar). You also can sense when its been disturbed, how long ago,etc. This doesn't include metals.

Item Animation- can likely give 'life' to a set number of items (suggest 2-3 at one time) to attack, defend, or otherwise bend to your command. If you ever seen Fantasia and the scene below, that's what I mean though without the altering of the item itself.



There's a few to consider, though keep in mind you will have to figure out the actual limitations and weaknesses for whatever you chose. As well as make sure it's able to be exploited plausibly. Cade's, for example, can be negated with rubber and redirecting his electrical energy into the ground. Samad can't really stop an item and while he can slow an item, the larger it is then the harder it is to do so and takes more out of him. In addition, he can't affect the sharpness of a blade or the direction of a living creature like a human.




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Geeze, Dervish, you need to shave those whiskers. Poor Tricks, she doesn't stand a chance with those and must laugh every time. :P (Whiskers are indeed ticklish)
@NeutralNexus*hugs you hard*
Nox Alignment Ceremony

@Rtron,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna

Darell rushed down the tunnel, his feet clattered across the stone and echoed into the Nox somewhere. His chest hurt causing him to curse this human form and its fragilities while he pushed onward. His arm reached out to tap the wall, each skirt along the surface scratched at his palm and fingers until something wet touched them. Abruptly, he came to a grinding halt and stared at what currently coated his fingers. He rubbed them together before his mind finally put it together. It was blood smeared over the darkened wall. His eyes turned to spy several signs of conflict and struggle, followed by voices bellowing for help and trying to fight off whatever was gradually killing them.

Upon bursting into the scene, all four individuals would come across the source of the fight. Annabeth, who had only a brief experience with the creature who’s back was toward them, would realize the aggressor was nothing but a Nitemare. A phasing, man eating stallion with a dual set of horns adorning its black head. One set a bull’s made for gorging and impaling its target while running at great speed and close range. On the other hand, the ram like ones provided great protection and tougher than most armor in order to prevent blunt force trauma or head damage.

On the other end, the far wall, three young figures huddled in panic against it. A older boy, in his early twenties, held a rapier out and pushed both the younger girls behind him for protection against the looming beast. Dark blood coated his blade indicating he had managed to wound the creature along one of the sides but not enough to warn it away. His tunic had a large, red blotch against his side where the nitemare had managed to gorge him and now he was slowly bleeding out. Pale skin became covered in sweat while his teeth pressed tightly together and a snarled expression crossed his lips.

The sinewy creature pawed the ground impatiently then lowered its head and charged forward. In an instant, the creature melted into the ground and left them in silence. Cautiously, the male edged into the center as his weapon was held outright and at the ready. His head flipped back and forth, trying to find the creature that seemed to have vanished. A sudden scream erupted from the far wall causing the fighter to twist on heel to help. The youngest, a fifteen year old, had a single horn tip protrude from her middle as her arms reached for her friend. However, the older girl was too horrified and shocked by the experience to do anything but pedal backwards. She stumbled as she watched the youngest, her traveling clothes dyed farther with red, began to rise and the nitemare slowly materialize from the very wall.
The stallion jerked its head about, drawing another gurgling scream and slight struggle from the girl’s bleeding body. The corpse flew through the air and collided into the wall with a sicken smack.


HELLO. MY NAME HIS HELLIS. I SHALL NOW BE YOUR TEMPORARY LOYALTY GM. PREPARE FOR FEELS.


We're royally screwed.
Nice collab, you two!
Due to a personal issues in my life involving death in the family, robbery, attempted murder, successful murder, and other drama, I'll be missing over the course of a week. I'll try to keep up to date and connected via cellphone but otherwise don't expect big posts from me.


Thank you for letting us know, and we hope you stay safe, get well and things turn out better for you and your family. You have our sympathies and prayers to help you through this hard time.
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Experimental Team
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Location: Capsule lodgings→ Medical Facilities (Innocence Airship)
Time: Day Time (About 2-3 hours or less before the meeting)



Samad drifted in and out of thought, his mind finally lost in the tingling sensation of REM sleep pulling him down into the dreaming abyss.

Things had never been simple since he first became an Asylum, a drafted alchemist born and trained to be a soldier of AMRO. When most people heard of it, they thought global security. In reality the organization’s primary motivated was to control alchemists and prevent chaos and insanity from burning the world into ashes, a noble intention through it sometimes took away the most basic of human rights for any Asylum. Soldiers they might’ve been, but when a soldier took too much freedom then they became nothing more than property to retrieve or destroy. Like putting down a soon to be rabid dog.

Other than execution for going rogue, an Asylum’s life was that of privilege at AMRO’s expense. No luxury, within human reason, was out of their reach and often paid for by the organization in exchange for complete loyalty. This loyalty often included taking on deadly missions in from the United States to remote places like Tristan Da Chuha near South Africa or Chang Tang, Tibet.

The Experimental Team had arrived over a week early and all because a mission in Asbest, Russia had went south quickly.

It resulted in Cade being on death’s door as Zak, their overseer, hauled the shredded asylum and his mentally teetering partner to the nearest Teleporter station. It was difficult,bloody and several times Samad could faintly feel the weaker Asylum begin to slip away from him. If it wasn’t for the fact Cade’s Death would’ve driven him insane and killed him too, Samad would’ve let the humanitarian die. In the end, self preservation ended up saving the younger Asylum's life as well as Zak.

Several days later, Samad and other Asylums-soldiers of AMRO- received an order to come to Innocence for a special mission. This got him curious enough to do some digging. In the few days leading up to today, he had collected some interesting information over the possible reason they were called in. Going around the rumor mill was a story about one of the Bloodlines, a family of Alchemist royalty that took in rogues and allied themselves with AMRO, had been completely wiped out. He didn’t identify the name of the actual family, save that it wasn’t the Kian because Omar or other disowned members of his family would’ve likely informed him about such a thing. Part of him hoped it wasn’t true and merely a rumor.

Samad didn’t look forward to taking on something or one powerful enough to wipe out the main branch of a whole Bloodline. It was little wonder that AMRO was left in a dangerous predicament because if the families were exterminated, their ability to retain control over growing rogues and gain new soldiers would’ve been heavily affected. Even worse, he doubted there would’ve been much information over it or AMRO would’ve dispatched it already with a fitting team. The fact they requested him and Cade to be present made him nervous made him nervous over what was to come.

For hours, his eyes shifted under the lids. His mind darted between their recent arrival on Innocence to the earlier mission, barely sleeping fully while he waited for news about Cade.

His semi naked figure laid across the narrow bed surrounded by reflective walls, a capsule of sorts for temporary guests. The sheets skimmed about his figure's surface and heavily focused on entangling his legs as he shifted about in a restless fashion. His weapons were stored in the compartment on the opposite wall, but he kept his Katar on him at all times. It was attached to his wrist and arm slide under his pillow, hidden from sight. Traditionally paranoia ran thick in his family from a young age and so old habits died hard. Even in a airship known to be the safest place on Earth for an Asylum.

Eventually, his eyes fluttered open when a feminine and emotionless voice spoke into his head.

"Asylum Amir of the Experimental Team. As requested, further information over the condition of your partner, Cade Markell, has been released. His condition is fully recovered and his medical release is due within the hour. Side effects are as followed: slower reflexes, hand to eye coordination, and movement capabilities. Therapy will be required but currently delayed in hind sight of the upcoming mission and will be designated to be the responsibility of the patient and his partner. Have a nice day, Asylum Amir.”

“Perfect,” Samad groaned under his breath while he reached for the handles and lifted upright, his legs folded into indian style on the bed. His fingers rubbed his eyes as he started to slide himself out of the capsule. Already the machine came buzzing to life, the mattress flipped down through closed end and replaced by a fresh one covered in plastic for the next Asylum’s stay. Cautiously, Samad worked himself along the ladder to the main floor. Other Asylums were already moving about to retrieve their things for their next mission as the Iranian realized that Zak might’ve not been informed about Cade’s condition causing him to attempt to contact the Overseer’s mind through telepathy.

“Hey, Zak. Can you hear me? Cade just been given a clean bill of health but seems he’ll be more useless than before. Want to help me see if we can speed up the recovery with a little of training before the meeting? If so, meet me in at training room A-12, which I believe is vacant. If not, I’ll make sure of it shortly when I get there,” Samad trailed off before he finally reached the storage lockers, his number 53. He limped over and held his hand over the lock. It beeped to confirm his identity as he pulled the door open, tugging his clothes from within to change into. Stripping down to the nude, he discarded modesty after he became an Asylum long ago and began to jerk on his boxers, jeans, long sleeved shirt and a belt.

He topped the causal appearance off by gripping his desert fang prototype which resembled a stout cane to assist his walking for long distances. Adjusting his collar in front of the mirror, Samad paused and looked himself over once more. “You know you look handsome in any fashion, luv.” Elise’s voice broke out from his memories causing the Iranian to freeze in place and turn his head enough to scan the locker room with his peripheral vision… nothing. He was alone within, his heart left thumping, before he shrugged it off then began to make his way to the medical facilities at a leisure pace.
Expanding Innocence facilities ahoy! I’ll take care of the more “armament” aspects.

Armories:

Due to the nature of Innocence’s main purpose, multiple armories can be found throughout the ships and mostly next to the training grounds. Stockade of military-grade weaponry and protective gear can be found within these rooms as to supply trainees with equipment they are most likely to use on missions and also serves as reserve equipment for the existing Alchemists to bring in mission or even defend the Innocence should an attack occur.

Because of varying technological levels, complexity and degrees of lethality of certain pieces of gear, some weaponry and protective gear are securely stored in a special vault within the armories that requires a special clearance to retrieve whatever is stored in there.

Foundry:

As weapons break and armor live past their usefulness, more gear require to be made to replace that which had been broken, lost or stolen. Within the walls of the Foundry, groups of Alchemists specialized in technology and crafting materials assemble to create armaments to supply the armories and the trainees.

This facility also has enough room to accommodate more daring Alchemists who would experiment in creating new weapons and armors in a safe environment.

Laboratory:

Just like the Foundry, this area’s main purpose is to create gear. However, the nature of what is created within this facility consists of anything requiring expertise of alchemy, medicine, biology and other type of science such as remedies, poisons, cures, anti-Alchemy equipment and the likes.

Alchemists operating this area are also frequently experimenting new usages for existing substances or even try to create new alchemical products depending on demands and current situations.


In one of those three areas, many of our current weapons could've been made or manufactured for use after graduation. Even repaired if they break or upgraded in the future as the rp progresses. Just a thought I would share btw. ^-^ Nice addition.
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