Frettzo

Artificial Spirits: A Fantasy Roleplay

Is there any possibility for a humanoid plant race?

The Lock-Heart Guild(SAO RP.)

I'm already thinking on the character I want to create for this. Might actually go with a happy and carefree guy!

The Lock-Heart Guild(SAO RP.)

I am interested in this--Seems like a cute idea!

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Free makes sense xD Damned skeletons be too spooky

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Why don't you all agree on the plan OOC and then someone IC mentions they all met early in the morning and know the plan already?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Liam

UserName:
Frettzo

Character name:
Liam, Firstborn of Lon.

Age:
23

Mageblood type:
Natura.

Favoured Magic Class:
Herbamancy.

Previous Magic training:
He knows of his mageblood, not much else.

Race:
Sannid.

Appearance:

(I claim no ownership of the picture, rights go to its respective owner.)

A nearly pureblooded Sannid, Lian stands proudly at 5'10 and 175 lbs. His bloodlines have granted him with a pure coat colour as well as a naturally strong and agile build that even though is not very unique or outstanding, it does put him well above average in the looks department with nearly no active effort on his part. He usually wears an attire commonly related to hunters and scavengers, which combines light, comfortable armour with textiles and normal clothes.

Short Bio:
Lian, Firstborn of Lon. Lon, the most active of the hunters and the most loyal of the husbands in the small town of Fang. Upon birth, everyone expected him to walk as early as his ninth month, and after his Father forced him enough, he fulfilled the expectations.

He spent his first and second years clinging to his mother, a short and stocky female with a bright orange coat and long bushy tail. After his grey coat of fur was shed, he was shown to the town as a continuation of the pure lineage of the hunter family Lon and now Lian were a part of. Their bright orange furs, sharp teeth and friendly faces akin to a trademark among the town's inhabitants.

The next few years, he spent playing around with other kits and learning the ropes of hunting and scavenging from his Father. While Lon was by no means the best hunter, he did have a lot of practice, and his teachings would time and time again save Lian's life when he'd miss a spear throw in the coming years.

When he became of age and started feeling attracted to the opposite sex, his Father found him speaking to more and more females, and knowing the signs, he interrupted his socialization many times to talk to him and teach him how he was to talk to girls and how he should treat them, so that one day he could meet a female as good as his mother.

Every week since he was born, he had attended to the Nights of Warmth, and ever since he had become an adult, he had always found a way to end up hooking up.

the flames of his life were kindled as soon as a foreign traveler came into their humble town, though. Behind him was a dunce pulling a wooden cart, and in the cart, were plants. A rare sight, surely, as they lived more on the desert side of the river that kept them alive. Most of the families bought one plant in exchange of a favour to the merchant, and Lian's family's was an exotic red rose.

Safe to say that the next Night of Warmth, he had been taking care of the flower while he thought of which girl he was going to give it to. Suddenly, the rose was bigger. Not by a lot, but it was certainly bigger. And slowly, it shrinked back to its original size, petals twisting ever so gently and naturally.

The next day he had spoken to his father, Lon, who was quick to send him off to the so-called Twilight College. Accompanied by two other mageblood gifted males and each of them wearing the traditional hunter outfit along with a thick fur coat, they were released from the town and into the road.

Weeks passed and they, after enduring the cold winter which became colder and harsher each day and each mile further up north, have finally arrived at the College.

Good Attributes:

- Hunter/Scavenger: Since he was old enough to hold a spear, Lian's been a part of hunting and scavenging parties. Either looking for prey or just going through ruins or caves to find useful items and materials, he's developed his body to be agile and silent as well as perceptive.

- Having once been a noble Sh-Kiitian's partner, he was taught how to read by the girl. He's not fluid or especially quick at reading, but he's able to understand the words, and that's what counts.

- A confident stance, voice and movements take him a long way. Like many other Sannids, he's spent all of his teenager and adult years by wooing the opposite sex, quite succesfully in fact, thanks to the "lessons" given to him by his father.

- Being a party animal since he could walk, he's one of the best drunken brawlers you'll see out of Sannid settlements, as well as the person most likely to take the active role in meeting new people.

Bad Attributes:

- Unskilled at craftmen's abilities, he has a very tough time improvising items.

- Sometimes, it is more important to chase a girl than to focus on the more pressing matters. A criminal needs to be banished from the town? That can wait, because I notice that woman looking over here!

- Poor kit's way too easy to manipulate should the female he's chasing be mischievous enough to do so.

- Afraid of the feeling of being forced to do something, he often tries to avoid being put on the spot, giving out excuses when confronted as to why he usually escapes from huge responsibilities.

Secret Word:
Rebirth.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Coco Bean

Username:
Frettzo

Character name:
Coco Bean

Age:
She's 21 years old.

Mageblood type:
Clima. It is useful to know that she was born without the ability to cast magic, and she was given the ability by a very generous Goddess.

Favoured Magic Class:
Electromancy

Previous Magic training:
Upper class novice. She's been at the College for a few months now, and it shows in her heightened endurance.

Race: Foreas

Appearance:
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Take away the facial features, leaving just two nearly unnoticeable slits for nostrils.

A 5'7 female with a light green bark tone and a dark army green for foliage. Her body leans towards the fit end of the spectrum. Her Shoulder Pads are protected by a thick layer of bark, and once exposed in Spring, reveal a bunch of puffy bright red petals which extend and wrap across the length of her arms, only to recede back into the protection of the shoulders once Fall comes.

Her head foliage is made up of long dark green leaves which are capable of standing erect, making themselves look like a crest of feathers, or relax, leaving Coco with leaves that reach down to her shoulders. Coco usually only moves her leaves via instinct, so she'll have the crest style when she's excited or angry, and have the mellow style when she's sad or relaxed. Confusion usually leads to her leaves trying to pull both ways, making themselves look twitchy (also happens when nervous).

A long series of leaves start from her spine at waist level and continue down, going from small to extra-big once they reach her buttocks.

Foreas have nothing to hide, so they usually wear no clothes (It'd also be extremely hard to put them on, lacking the vision needed to see the laces and holes.).

PS: For the record, Foreas female bodies have just a small bump on their chests, but no such thing as breasts. Keep normal female hips and waist but take away the breasts.

Short Bio:

THUMP. Surprise, pain.

A simple first memory, right? It is simple, yes, but it doesn't feel simple to any Foreas. The experience of being thrown into a world head first, fully sentient and aware of themselves, yet with no knowledge of their own name, purpose and abilities is always traumatizing. The Foreas gets hurt quite a lot, and they also learn quite a lot in their first year.

Well, Coco's first year was different from the lot in one single aspect. She found a curious young researcher barely a week after coming out of the pod, a researcher who took her in. Though the specific details of the person's race and gender were lost on the small Coco, she always remembered the being's kindness.

The researcher housed her for months, putting up with her constant instinctual noise-making and implied questions. Taught her a lot and also learned a lot from her. She learned to dance from the Researcher, and also learned what Chocolate was... The scent of Chocolate was so sweet that she had unknowingly adopted it as hers. Apparently the Researcher loved Chocolate and had a whole cupboard filled with different kinds, so the researcher's love for these pieces of food rubbed off on Coco, leaves her literally smelling like chocolate for the rest of her life.

Months passed, and little Coco's knowledge grew. Winter came, and she took to Hibernation in a small corner of the Researcher's home, then came Spring and she had to leave. Something called her from within the Forests, something pulled at her legs and arms to move and never stop, and she never did. Stopping only to rest at the few clearings where pure sunlight was available, weeks were spent walking, having no idea where she was headed, but knowing it would be worth it.

Never once did she question her sudden drive, or why she was so intent on leaving the kind Researcher, just to follow this sudden urge to reach an unknown destination. And it was when she reached her destination that her former memories seemed to be dropped into a blender and mashed together. They all became hazy and hard to directly recall.

She had entered a cave, only guiding herself through the darkness with her hearing until she stumbled upon them- other noises like the ones she made! That was the day she found another Foreas, a much older one. But this one could speak, so why couldn't she?

That same day she was shown to the one True Foreas- A Great Tree that could tap into her mind and give her knowledge and perspective, context on what she was and what she would become. She learned what a Foreas was, she learned why she couldn't speak and how to fix it, and she learned what she had to do.

Just like every Foreas, she spent a few weeks meditating near the Great Tree, interacting with other Foreas in any way she could until she was able to craft her own Speech Artifact.

And then her name came along. As a joke, a fellow Foreas named her "Coco Bean", because of her chocolate scent, and the name stuck.

The years passed, and ever since her first contact with the Great Tree, she knew of her purpose. She began exploring the world and gathering memories and experiences to share wit the Tree in her yearly pilgrimage to it. It was only yearslater that she realized how lonely a Foreas' life can become. With no family, no friends to rely on... She actually missed the old Researcher.

At the age of twenty-one, with a nearly fully developed body, though, problems with the Speech Artifacts had been causing all sorts of chaos in the Foreas species, and Coco hadn't been spared of the seemingly endless wave of interference. Her spoken sentences break and get distorted mid-way through, and she finds communication very difficult. The Tree lacks any context on the problem, and the Foreas as a whole are confused. Some explore the world to find a solution and most don't return, others try to check the artifacts for design problems, but none come up with a way to fix things.

These days Coco has joined the efforts to fix the Speech Artifacts, but quickly finds herself bogged down by other significant events in her life.

How did she arrive at the Twilight College for Magical Studies, you ask? Let's just say she... Had a small push from a certain overly powerful entity that she can not begin to understand at the moment.

Good Attributes:
- She smells like chocolate. Who knows? Maybe chocolate eating beings warm up to her because of this scent.
- The strength of her skin/bark is enough to protect against blunt force rather efficiently. Though the injuries are less important, both external and internal, when compared to a human's, a stong enough hit will still be fatal.
- Total darkness, mist and other wheather phenomenoms that hinder vision have no effect on her ability to know where to move. She also has the ability to 'see' 360° around herself, thanks to her echo-location.
- Ever since she can remember, she's enjoyed the challenging act of dancing. Though a lack of vision often presents itself as a problem, it means that she has to respond to sound quickly enough to effectively perform the various movements. In short, she's agile and aware.
- She's usually happy and curious, and her attitude is positive enough to aid her in achieving her goals.

Bad Attributes:
- She smells like chocolate. Who knows? There could be one or two chocolate haters out there.
- Being a plant that needs sunlight to survive, she suffers from physical weakness once spending more than fifteen hours in dark, shadowy places. If enough time passes with no direct contact with the sun, she'll begin withering away. The same happens when she doesn't have direct contact with water for more than a day and a half (36 hours).
- In the case her Speech Artifact becomes damaged or lost, communication with other species will be extremely difficult.
- She is unable to see colours or even perfectly defined shapes, the only things she sees a product of pure brain guesswork and echo-location. One could fool her into recognizing a person as a friend with just imitating the voice and having a body shape roughly similar to the one imitated.
- Curiosity killed the cat. While she is no cat... Some people like to hide knowledge, and knowledge is what all Foreas struggle to obtain.

Secret Word: Rebirth.

Sengoku City: Zero Pressure - A high-octane over-the-top action RP interest check and signups

Is this still open? o^o

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Alaira can be powerful, proud and reckless, but you gotta find a way for her to be that way without hurting other PCs every time she makes a move--Like when Coco and her get together. That Alaira, to me, seems like someone who while reckless, does think of other people even if just a little bit. I'm sure that if Alaira was ambushed while she was with Coco, she'd act to protect her... Even if her way of protecting Coco was killing her enemies. People are flexible, man, give Alaira some flexibility and things will get better :p

If you want Freeshooter, we can do a collab. Coco and Alaira poking around in Foreas territory looking for the Foreas Slavers in the area. You can let Alaira shine there, though I can't promise those Foreas are easy to kill. That won't be a problem for the berserker though.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Liam and Annabeth

Liam put his hands over his face, rubbed his eyes and at the same time stretched and arched his back. He stretched his lips wide and let out a small gasp of pleasure when he returned to his normal posture, and smiled.

"Yeah," he whispered to himself, "let's go help that cutie make the rope."

A moment later and he was on the wagon's door, peeking inside. Annabeth was inside, already messing around with the plant fibre for the rope. So he opened the door, waved at her with a smile, grabbed a bunch of plant fibre and began working himself.

Looking up from her work Annabeth nodded at Liam, giving him a reassuring smile. "Hey Liam, thanks for the assist. Looks like the other two already made some arrows, so we just need to make this rope and we'll be ready. Here, it has to be like this." Annabeth showed Liam the rope she was making and then picked up some new vines to show him how it was done from the beginning. "Once we get this rope finished I'll talk about what the plan is going to be when we face down the Roc. You think you'll be ready for it?"

"Sure will, Annabeth," he said with a shrug and a confident glance, "you can count on me." And then he went back to his rope, undid what he had done and redid it just like Annabeth taught him.