If your girl can't crack your skull between her thighs then whats the point of even being a human being.
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8 yrs ago
Identities are confusing to figure out.
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How do wing.
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Omae wa mou shindeiru.
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Bio
Well hello.
I guess I should introduce myself, huh.
I'm Gardevoiran, just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.
I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.
I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not.
I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.
"What do you call a cow with two legs?" "Lean beef."
@KoL I can move into the intermissions already. Could I possibly ask that Hohenheim give the sword at a later point, which would make sense if she has to pull a few strings to get it?
If not, I'm perfectly ok with that and I'll be willing to move on without it.
Ursaren had been remaining silent for the previous minute, trying to probably keep from saying anything that would jeopardize his secret. The matter of horses was brought up in the conversation as several steeds were loaned to the party, and within a few seconds the old man was mounting a bigger, darker-colored horse and rubbing it behind the ears with his hands, trying to keep it from panicking with the new rider on top of it. Ursaren had experience with horseback riding before, acting as both a jouster and a bet-winner, so the act of horseback riding just came back to him naturally. If the old man didn't look badass before, he would definitely look badass now. He turned his head to face the priest Sett and his predicament of struggling to find someone to ride with, as he was inexperienced with this and he couldn't learn right now. After he asked Alice if he could perhaps ride with her on her horse, Ursaren had spoken up with his usual jolly tone. "Settionne, if she rejects riding with you, then you're more than welcome to climb aboard with me."
Sex: Despite being a sir, Jonathan was actually Jennifer Light, a woman who faked being a man and getting into an army from it
Small Appearance Note: Jennifer Light has short auburn hair concealed by her helmet, and her chest is small but not completely flat.
Personality: Jonathan is a noble, typically quiet man, preferring to speak with actions rather than words. He swore himself to his duty as a crusader back in the days of old, and upholds his ideals of being that crusader, despite fighting for a God that he doesn't believe in. He has his own affiliations of religious ideals and is not afraid to call upon them and ask for help. He hates people who think highly of themselves, seeing them as scum, although he understands if someone says they're better than they are if they're in a joking mood. He is slightly racist towards fundamentalist Christians and Scientologists, believing that their ideas of a greater power are very illogical.
Greatest Sin: Pride. Jonathan went face to face against a horde of enemies before he died, and he imagined he could bore through enough of them and get through the insane amount of ruffians so he could flee the battle. Unfortunately, he cleaved through about 10 people before he took a fatal stab into the chest, causing him to bleed out.
Motivation: Jonathan has seen the error of his ways and desires to return to the realm of the living and seek redemption from his God, which he believes shows it's presence through his power. He feels the only way to do this is by making the journey back through Hell and help some people who also wish to make the journey back.
Biography: Jonathan was born in 1078 AD, in the city of Constantinople, from Jonathan Light II and his mother, Lelanna Light, two merchants currently selling dyes and clothes to the peasants of Constantinople. He didn't have any sort of formal education, aside from how trading and shopkeeping worked, and was always picked on as a kid for having a bit of a hard time talking, although nobody could really tell if he had difficulty talking or he just didn't like it. Eventually, Jonathan started a small shop near his parents, specializing in art and decorations, and Jonathan made a good living off it, worshipping his own God secretly when he didn't work. He loved his life and what he did, making a good profit off of it and meeting some interesting people. However, the First Crusades began, and when the enlistment happened in his area, he went and pledged his allegiance to the cause of the Pope. Jonathan joined due to him wanting a change of pace in his life, and he felt like this was his opportunity for a new chapter in his expansive tale. As a crusader, Jonathan quickly rose the ranks as a very talented warrior, eventually reaching the point where he commanded a small unit of about 6. He lived the tale of a true hero, and enjoyed every minute of it. Yet, as many books have taught us, every hero must fall sometime. A large siege happened at around 1101, where Jonathan and his group were stationed, and a very large number of enemy forces were approaching the crusaders. Having no fear and being backed by his powers, Jonathan rushed in with his group and was confident in their abilities to take down the opposition. Even though they had valor and bluster, the group was slain, with Jonathan among them. Things took an interesting turn for Jonathan once he woke up in Hell, namely being that he was of course in Hell. He had no idea why he deserved it at the time, but that didn't seem to phase him. He may have been in Hell, but he was not afraid. He still had the passion of his ways backing him, and he still had his mace and shield. He began to work his way into becoming a staple blacksmith in Hell, forging weapons for men, demons, spirits, and even the occasional cambion. He even so much success that he even somehow bought a small pocket dimension, which he can access through an object he carries on him. After a long time, he figured out through a fortune teller that he made it into Hell for committing the sin of Pride, which somewhat surprised him for he committed the sin in his final moments. Either way, the same fortune teller saw him escorting a group of others attempting to leave Hell, and he was alongside them, offering his hand in combat and hopefully reaching his goal of redemption. This brings us to where we are now...
Skills: Jonathan Light III was a very talented warrior and blacksmith, and in combat he specialized with his mace and shield. He is also a seasoned leader, with his military strategies being usually very successful. Although all this is well and good, neither of those skills match his passion and devotion to his God, expressed again through his power.
"The Light" was the power unlocked while Jonathan was a crusader, manifesting via a shining ball of light over his palm when he uses it. Although The Light has no weaponized features or anything of that caliber, it is seen by Jonathan as a God due to it's... otherworldly properties. Jonathan is able to pray to this being and he is then given something enlightening, largely consisting of knowledge, answers, and advice. The result he receives is dependent on his passion towards himself and his powers.
This power came to Jonathan accidentally, during one of his prayer sessions where he began to express his devotion through words, and the power was completely sealed and connected after he wrote the first scripture of The Light, which went as follows.
Even though we live in a world not ready; There are people in this world who are. Through this verse we are granted blessing; Allowing us to find true insight. Through this verse we are granted salvation; Allowing us to never truly die. Through this verse we are granted faith; Allowing our souls to accept this gift. If violence is ever to arise; We must rely not on The Light, but on ourselves. These are the words of The Light.
This spell is passed by devotion to The Light, and by writing the next part of the scripture attuned to your character's beliefs. However, any attempts at direct physical empowerment is not a belief of this religion. Indirect empowerment is fine. "Knowledge is power" and what have you.
Gear:
Jonathan's Mace, crafted out of fine bronze and scarred by bloodstains from his enemies.
Jonathan's Shield, adorned with a blazing sun and with the first scripture of the light secured in a compartment.
An enchanted tent, bought from a demon, containing a pocket dimension.
The pocket dimension, containing a bed, a chest full of smithing materials, and a very good forge.
@Flamelord He's probably just going to go seek out Hohenheim and ask for something smaller, that he could receive. Probably a sword.
@KoL So... basically I have to be super specific about it? Like how specific do we have to make this? "Hohenheim. Great Alchemist. I would like to ask of you the gift of a sword, breakable by nothing, and to be wielded by those who truly are attempting to repay for their sins." Would that work when asking for a badass sword that can't really be broken? (If BS had made it to the top first he'd probably ask for his loved one back, or for something that'd help him finish the demon race for good.)
@KoL I'm just gonna stop pushing for the drinking crew outright. It's causing a lot of conflict that isn't needed. We will probably find a way down the line but right now there's no way to find a way unless we;
1- Wanna try and drink in a neutral zone, which is not a good idea.
2- Want to try to establish a non-hostile zone, which means we need to take over a sliver of a neutral zone, which is not a good idea.
3- Want to try and drink in the middle of an ongoing battle, which is not a good idea.
Also, do we get prizes from Hohenheim? I thought it was just the victor that got the prize.
[center][h3][u]Well hello.[/u][/h3]
I guess I should introduce myself, huh.
I'm [color=00aeef]Gardevoiran[/color], just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.
I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.
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I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not.
I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.
"What do you call a cow with two legs?"
"Lean beef."[/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h3"><span class="bb-u">Well hello.</span></div><br>I guess I should introduce myself, huh.<br><br>I'm <font color="#00aeef">Gardevoiran</font>, just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.<br><br>I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.<br><br><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://ko-fi.com/U7U1HBS5"><img src="https://az743702.vo.msecnd.net/cdn/kofi1.png?v=0" /></a><br><br>I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not. <br><br>I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.<br><br>"What do you call a cow with two legs?"<br>"Lean beef."</div></div>