I was born in December 1998, and I've been doing Forum RP since 2011. I live in Southeast Asia-- the Philippines (GMT +8:00) in particular, so if I'm not around, I'm probably asleep or otherwise busy. I mostly do Group RPs and Tabletop Games (off-site). I've never been in a 1x1 RP, but some of the premises seem interesting enough.
I like Fantasy, Sci-fi, and certain Anime settings. I do shy away from certain genres as a matter of preference (historical, slice-of-life, grimdark, etc), and if I know nothing about a fandom setting in question, I'm far less likely to throw my hat in the ring-- but if the premise is interesting enough, I may give it a shot regardless.
I like to be relatively active, though life gets in the way sometimes. If you're lurking and are trying to get me to post, if you want to be a mutual friend, or if you want to invite me to a specific RP, just let me know...I don't bite. So long as you aren't rude, we'll get along just fine, and even then, I may extend a sort of professional courtesy between us as writers.
With that out of the way, if you're here, you're probably looking for more of my writing. Thankfully, I've recently compiled a list of my characters (with links to their respective RPs) from this site. If you want to check them out, the link is here.
If you made it this far, thanks for reading! May the RPs you're in be of an acceptable posting speed, and eventually, come to end on a decent conclusion...
Hello. I just looked over this and found myself intrigued. Are you still accepting applications? If so, I might be interested in joining. If not though, that's fine.
The roar of the waves, the constant downpour of rain, and the distant crackle of thunder did little to steady the beating of Ryon's heart. He was below deck, seated at one of the tables. The time for maintenance has long since passed. All he did was stare at his hands as he contemplated the upcoming battle. Ryon was glad to serve in the vanguard, and this was far from his first voyage on a seafaring vessel, but he could not shake the trepidation from his being. He sipped from a flask of soju, but no more than a taste. Any more would dull his senses.
A woman's voice barked orders from above. The Amatsuna heiress who had so graciously granted the Five Faction Concord their ships would be joining this battle. They were simple: to make ready for contact. The lieutenant gave his men a wild grin and rose to his feet. "You heard the lady, let's get up there." His forces responded in kind. His particular squad only truly consisted of volunteer soldiers who wished to be at the front; it was no surprise to anyone that many men in Jinju were not exactly keen on traveling to foreign lands to die in a war against the undead. Still, where these men may have lacked in talent or experience, they made up for in spirit.
Ryon gripped the Red Meteor in hand, inspecting the arbalest for only a moment before properly pulling the lever and stringing the fire mechanism. Even now, he could feel her soul giving life to this weapon. He would do her proud. He could spot his fellow men from Hang-jun stride out of the decks with their own equipment. Some had blades and shields in hand, whilst others had crossbows of their own. The lieutenant was quick to follow behind. The battle would be joined soon enough.
The ship hit the docks with a heavy thud, the very impact causing more than a few men to fall off-balance. A storm of arrows erupted from the dock. "Shields up!" Ryon boomed, his voice echoing across the dock. His squad was quick to respond, raising their deungpae to block the oncoming projectiles. The man and his fellow crossbowmen hid behind their barriers, but not all were as lucky. Some men were slow or had been knocked down by the initial impact and were struck dead. Others had simply had the ill-fate to suffer a wound this early on. It seemed that these creatures were substituting quantity over quality. "Return fire!" The lieutenant commanded, his own marksmen doing as he asks. A staccato of bolts and arrows found their marks in various places, but many had instead failed to hit the target. The shot from his own crossbow tore a bloody hole in the head of one of the unresting. The man grinned, but wisely decided to hide behind the shield of another soldier before another volley came.
Ryon ordered his men to push forward. Most of the vanguard had entered the streets already and were doing battle with the Unresting there. Their opponents were nothing spectacular. They would be little more than peasants to cut down, had they not been tainted by the sanguine plague. When a man at the front was to strike at a ghoul, he would quickly be sprayed down by a torrent of arrows from above. How troublesome, the man thought to himself. In between shots, the man threw ceramic bombs up onto the roofs and buildings where the enemy archers hid themselves. The resulting explosion would quickly silence those emplacements.
"Not one step back! Move forward and find some cover!" The lieutenant commanded as he fired a crossbow into the brain of an oncoming ghoul. They could not afford this battle to become one of attrition.
A tall, burly man whose muscles are borne of years of training and experience. He keeps his medium-length black hair tied up in a bun so as not to obstruct his vision. He has a tendency to shave every so often, but it seems this time around, he has decided against it, causing some minor facial hair to propagate. Behind his friendly expression is the eyes of a man who had seen too much bloodshed, but has elected to continue on his path regardless. His face and body is marred with scars and pockmarks, memories of injuries long-past. His palms are rough and calloused, resembling the hands of an artisan, like a blacksmith or carpenter.
Personality: A friendly, jovial man with just the barest hint of arrogance, forged by a silent pride that had up until recently, remained unbroken. In spite of his rugged appearance, Ryon is remarkably well-learned, especially when it came to arithmetic and geometry. Regardless of his personality, the man has seen more than his fair share of bloodshed. His tactical acumen and years of experience make him an excellent choice for a commander. One notable thing about him is his distinct lack of honor on the battlefield; the way he sees it, the Undead are already at an advantage, so he would readily discard old traditions if it meant leveling the playing field. That being said, his intentions are nevertheless good. He's more inclined to perform ambushes and clandestine attacks if it means preserving the lives of his men.
However, while he easily gets along with men and women of all factions, he seems to have a burning hatred for the Undead. While the same could be said of all soldiers under the Five Faction Concord, his rage is zealous and unyielding. Ryon spares no mercy for those who have rejected their humanity. The same extends to their sympathizers and is only amplified towards the top brass: the Sanguine Nobles.
He fights for two simple reasons. To save Humanity, and to destroy those who have abandoned it.
Sacred Weapon: The Bulg-Eun Yuseong, or Red Meteor. This beast of an arbalest was the result of Ryon's multiple attempts to merge the Zhuge Nu (repeater crossbow) with the Weigong Nu (siege crossbow). The result was a powerful long range weapon capable of piercing lamellar. This weapon could fire five bolts in quick succession before requiring a reload. However, this design was not without flaws. Not only was the weapon immensely heavy and unwieldy, but it was also intricate, requiring constant maintenance, lest it fail on the battlefield. Additionally, while the rate of fire has increased due to the repeater design, the heavier bolts require sturdier casings. Due to the cumbersome cartridges, reloading the Red Meteor takes several moments, making it a gambit to attempt a reload in the middle of battle. Ryon must make every shot count.
Mundane weapons: A ubiquitous steel hwando for close encounters, standard issue for most soldiers. An ornate dagger with precious jade gemstones inset into its handle, a parting gift from a friend. If all goes well, he will not have to use either of these.
Equipment: Ryon's outfit does not deviate too much from a normal guardsman from the Fortress. He is covered in lamellar from head to toe, though his particular outfit is modified with extra straps and pouches to fit his extra gear. Soldiers have likened Ryon to a walking armory. When traveling, it's not uncommon to see his packs laden with armaments. Caltrops, steel wire, primers, grenades, fire bombs, smoke bombs, flash bombs, and the materials to produce more can be easily found with him.
Background Story:
Born in the sprawling metropolis city of Hang-Jun, Ryon was the son of one of the siege engineers that managed, maintained, and developed the various siege engines that stood proudly atop the massive walls of the Fortress. The Hyun-Shik family had created a long and venerable line of engineers and tinkerers, and Ryon would be no different. He was homeschooled for majority of his childhood, before eventually being sent to learn at the academy at the age of eight. There, he met his best friend and rival, Yang Eun-Soo. She was a girl his age with a similar background. Just enough to be relatable, but just enough to competitive. Needless to say, they both took to their competitions with gusto.
First it was a footrace to see who could run the perimeter of the city the quickest. Then it became a wager to see who could get the highest score on the school examinations. Over the years, their rivalry only intensified further. Throughout their lives, they learned about new things, and sought to outdo the other. The discovery of blackpowder proved to be a very volatile one, and naturally, the saw it only as another hurdle to overcome. Who could make the biggest fireworks in the city? The Hyun-Shik/Eun-Soo rivalry was a topic that many could laugh or shake their heads at.
Both Ryon and Yang's hotheadedness was cooled immensely during their adolescent years when the latter had lost several fingers in an accident involving blackpowder. Fingers were something very important to an engineer. A grave setback indeed. Since then, they've calmed down somewhat. Their rivalry became less about execution, and more about ideas. Where the body failed, the mind could substitute. Thus, they turned their talents to aiding the city of Hang-Jun. Everything from the lowly drainage system to the mighty wall defenses. They became rising stars in the engineer community.
But once the Sanguine Fever began to spread, everything had changed.
Production within Hang-Jun quickly shifted to a military-based one. Even more so than before, that is. Workshops and engineers could produce armaments at an alarming rate, but soldiers were needed. In hindsight, one could say that they were taken in by the propaganda, but a part in both of them wished to defend their home. Plus, it would be a chance to see the siege engines they were working on in action. Thus, the two were drafted into the Jinju Army.
Through years of service, the two became experienced in marksmanship. Their rivalry began to show once more, though this time it was to see who could put a bolt through an Unresting from the furthest distance away. In spite of Yang's missing fingers, they managed to be valuable assets in the army, eventually gaining actual military positions. They both reached the rank of lieutenant, the two going their own ways to manage their own squads and battalions. During his command, Ryon began to slowly loathe the Undead more and more, remembering all the lives that have been lost to them.
Over time, it became increasingly clear that the new weapons designed by the engineers were only serving to slow the advance of the stronger Undead. It was as if there was nothing that could slay the Jiang Ji or Sanguine Nobles. Nevertheless, part of the military was mobilized to sally forth and break the Undead forces before they could set up a proper siege camp. The resulting bloodbath was horrific. The ground was muddied by the blood and gore that was left behind. In the end, the sally was successful; the siege was repelled before it began. The cost? Only the lives of thousands of men. If there were to be another victory like that, there would be no returning to Hang-Jun.
However, the Undead were only repelled momentarily. They would return, and everyone knew it. As the battered soldiers steeled themselves for another gruesome siege, a messenger had brought word from neighboring lands. The undead could be stopped.
They only needed weapons.
Although the process was a shock to most, there was no shortage of volunteers. Ryon and Yang were no exception. And thus, Kae Sun-Yung had selected them to come along as well. Ryon and Yang both looked to each other. They could've flipped a coin and be done with it, but where was the fun in that?
They had one last contest. The one who could produce the greatest arbalest design would be the victor. The loser would give their life to make that weapon reality. They both said their goodbyes and made their peace. There was no ill-will or animosity between them. They both knew what needed to be done. Thus, they set out to work one final time.
For three days and three nights, they had toiled. Tirelessly, they planned to see who could come up with the best design. In the end, it was a contest between Ryon's Red Meteor against Yang's Lone Dragon. It was judged before other engineers, and then by each other. After some deliberation, it was clear who was the winner.
Ryon had won, if only by a little bit. His design proved heavier, but more reliable. The two embraced, had a drink, and then said their goodbyes. The Red Meteor was named after Yang's first firework. A blazing comet that streaked across the city's night sky. Now armed with a weapon capable of harming the Sanguine, Ryon set out to fight. For those who had been lost in the war, and so that others may continue to live.
A tall, burly man whose muscles are borne of years of training and experience. He keeps his medium-length black hair tied up in a bun so as not to obstruct his vision. He has a tendency to shave every so often, but it seems this time around, he has decided against it, causing some minor facial hair to propagate. Behind his friendly expression is the eyes of a man who had seen too much bloodshed, but has elected to continue on his path regardless. His face and body is marred with scars and pockmarks, memories of injuries long-past. His palms are rough and calloused, resembling the hands of an artisan, like a blacksmith or carpenter.
Personality: A friendly, jovial man with just the barest hint of arrogance, forged by a silent pride that had up until recently, remained unbroken. In spite of his rugged appearance, Ryon is remarkably well-learned, especially when it came to arithmetic and geometry. Regardless of his personality, the man has seen more than his fair share of bloodshed. His tactical acumen and years of experience make him an excellent choice for a commander. One notable thing about him is his distinct lack of honor on the battlefield; the way he sees it, the Undead are already at an advantage, so he would readily discard old traditions if it meant leveling the playing field. That being said, his intentions are nevertheless good. He's more inclined to perform ambushes and clandestine attacks if it means preserving the lives of his men.
However, while he easily gets along with men and women of all factions, he seems to have a burning hatred for the Undead. While the same could be said of all soldiers under the Five Faction Concord, his rage is zealous and unyielding. Ryon spares no mercy for those who have rejected their humanity. The same extends to their sympathizers and is only amplified towards the top brass: the Sanguine Nobles.
He fights for two simple reasons. To save Humanity, and to destroy those who have abandoned it.
Sacred Weapon: The Bulg-Eun Yuseong, or Red Meteor. This beast of an arbalest was the result of Ryon's multiple attempts to merge the Zhuge Nu (repeater crossbow) with the Weigong Nu (siege crossbow). The result was a powerful long range weapon capable of piercing lamellar. This weapon could fire five bolts in quick succession before requiring a reload. However, this design was not without flaws. Not only was the weapon immensely heavy and unwieldy, but it was also intricate, requiring constant maintenance, lest it fail on the battlefield. Additionally, while the rate of fire has increased due to the repeater design, the heavier bolts require sturdier casings. Due to the cumbersome cartridges, reloading the Red Meteor takes several moments, making it a gambit to attempt a reload in the middle of battle. Ryon must make every shot count.
Mundane weapons: A ubiquitous steel hwando for close encounters, standard issue for most soldiers. An ornate dagger with precious jade gemstones inset into its handle, a parting gift from a friend. If all goes well, he will not have to use either of these.
Equipment: Ryon's outfit does not deviate too much from a normal guardsman from the Fortress. He is covered in lamellar from head to toe, though his particular outfit is modified with extra straps and pouches to fit his extra gear. Soldiers have likened Ryon to a walking armory. When traveling, it's not uncommon to see his packs laden with armaments. Caltrops, steel wire, primers, grenades, fire bombs, smoke bombs, flash bombs, and the materials to produce more can be easily found with him.
Background Story:
Born in the sprawling metropolis city of Hang-Jun, Ryon was the son of one of the siege engineers that managed, maintained, and developed the various siege engines that stood proudly atop the massive walls of the Fortress. The Hyun-Shik family had created a long and venerable line of engineers and tinkerers, and Ryon would be no different. He was homeschooled for majority of his childhood, before eventually being sent to learn at the academy at the age of eight. There, he met his best friend and rival, Yang Eun-Soo. She was a girl his age with a similar background. Just enough to be relatable, but just enough to competitive. Needless to say, they both took to their competitions with gusto.
First it was a footrace to see who could run the perimeter of the city the quickest. Then it became a wager to see who could get the highest score on the school examinations. Over the years, their rivalry only intensified further. Throughout their lives, they learned about new things, and sought to outdo the other. The discovery of blackpowder proved to be a very volatile one, and naturally, the saw it only as another hurdle to overcome. Who could make the biggest fireworks in the city? The Hyun-Shik/Eun-Soo rivalry was a topic that many could laugh or shake their heads at.
Both Ryon and Yang's hotheadedness was cooled immensely during their adolescent years when the latter had lost several fingers in an accident involving blackpowder. Fingers were something very important to an engineer. A grave setback indeed. Since then, they've calmed down somewhat. Their rivalry became less about execution, and more about ideas. Where the body failed, the mind could substitute. Thus, they turned their talents to aiding the city of Hang-Jun. Everything from the lowly drainage system to the mighty wall defenses. They became rising stars in the engineer community.
But once the Sanguine Fever began to spread, everything had changed.
Production within Hang-Jun quickly shifted to a military-based one. Even more so than before, that is. Workshops and engineers could produce armaments at an alarming rate, but soldiers were needed. In hindsight, one could say that they were taken in by the propaganda, but a part in both of them wished to defend their home. Plus, it would be a chance to see the siege engines they were working on in action. Thus, the two were drafted into the Jinju Army.
Through years of service, the two became experienced in marksmanship. Their rivalry began to show once more, though this time it was to see who could put a bolt through an Unresting from the furthest distance away. In spite of Yang's missing fingers, they managed to be valuable assets in the army, eventually gaining actual military positions. They both reached the rank of lieutenant, the two going their own ways to manage their own squads and battalions. During his command, Ryon began to slowly loathe the Undead more and more, remembering all the lives that have been lost to them.
Over time, it became increasingly clear that the new weapons designed by the engineers were only serving to slow the advance of the stronger Undead. It was as if there was nothing that could slay the Jiang Ji or Sanguine Nobles. Nevertheless, part of the military was mobilized to sally forth and break the Undead forces before they could set up a proper siege camp. The resulting bloodbath was horrific. The ground was muddied by the blood and gore that was left behind. In the end, the sally was successful; the siege was repelled before it began. The cost? Only the lives of thousands of men. If there were to be another victory like that, there would be no returning to Hang-Jun.
However, the Undead were only repelled momentarily. They would return, and everyone knew it. As the battered soldiers steeled themselves for another gruesome siege, a messenger had brought word from neighboring lands. The undead could be stopped.
They only needed weapons.
Although the process was a shock to most, there was no shortage of volunteers. Ryon and Yang were no exception. And thus, Kae Sun-Yung had selected them to come along as well. Ryon and Yang both looked to each other. They could've flipped a coin and be done with it, but where was the fun in that?
They had one last contest. The one who could produce the greatest arbalest design would be the victor. The loser would give their life to make that weapon reality. They both said their goodbyes and made their peace. There was no ill-will or animosity between them. They both knew what needed to be done. Thus, they set out to work one final time.
For three days and three nights, they had toiled. Tirelessly, they planned to see who could come up with the best design. In the end, it was a contest between Ryon's Red Meteor against Yang's Lone Dragon. It was judged before other engineers, and then by each other. After some deliberation, it was clear who was the winner.
Ryon had won, if only by a little bit. His design proved heavier, but more reliable. The two embraced, had a drink, and then said their goodbyes. The Red Meteor was named after Yang's first firework. A blazing comet that streaked across the city's night sky. Now armed with a weapon capable of harming the Sanguine, Ryon set out to fight. For those who had been lost in the war, and so that others may continue to live.
There's not much about me to say.
I was born in December 1998, and I've been doing Forum RP since 2011. I live in Southeast Asia-- the Philippines (GMT +8:00) in particular, so if I'm not around, I'm probably asleep or otherwise busy. I mostly do Group RPs and Tabletop Games (off-site). I've never been in a 1x1 RP, but some of the premises seem interesting enough.
I like Fantasy, Sci-fi, and certain Anime settings. I do shy away from certain genres as a matter of preference (historical, slice-of-life, grimdark, etc), and if I know nothing about a fandom setting in question, I'm far less likely to throw my hat in the ring-- but if the premise is interesting enough, I may give it a shot regardless.
I like to be relatively active, though life gets in the way sometimes. If you're lurking and are trying to get me to post, if you want to be a mutual friend, or if you want to invite me to a specific RP, just let me know...I don't bite. So long as you aren't rude, we'll get along just fine, and even then, I may extend a sort of professional courtesy between us as writers.
With that out of the way, if you're here, you're probably looking for more of my writing. Thankfully, I've recently compiled a list of my characters (with links to their respective RPs) from this site. If you want to check them out, the link is [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185346-hawthornes-rpguild-characters/ooc]here[/url].
If you made it this far, thanks for reading! May the RPs you're in be of an acceptable posting speed, and eventually, come to end on a decent conclusion...
...A man can dream, eh?
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">There's not much about me to say.<br><br>I was born in December 1998, and I've been doing Forum RP since 2011. I live in Southeast Asia-- the Philippines (GMT +8:00) in particular, so if I'm not around, I'm probably asleep or otherwise busy. I mostly do Group RPs and Tabletop Games (off-site). I've never been in a 1x1 RP, but some of the premises seem interesting enough.<br><br>I like Fantasy, Sci-fi, and certain Anime settings. I do shy away from certain genres as a matter of preference (historical, slice-of-life, grimdark, etc), and if I know nothing about a fandom setting in question, I'm far less likely to throw my hat in the ring-- but if the premise is interesting enough, I may give it a shot regardless.<br><br>I like to be relatively active, though life gets in the way sometimes. If you're lurking and are trying to get me to post, if you want to be a mutual friend, or if you want to invite me to a specific RP, just let me know...I don't bite. So long as you aren't rude, we'll get along just fine, and even then, I may extend a sort of professional courtesy between us as writers.<br><br>With that out of the way, if you're here, you're probably looking for more of my writing. Thankfully, I've recently compiled a list of my characters (with links to their respective RPs) from this site. If you want to check them out, the link is <a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/185346-hawthornes-rpguild-characters/ooc">here</a>.<br><br>If you made it this far, thanks for reading! May the RPs you're in be of an acceptable posting speed, and eventually, come to end on a decent conclusion...<br><br>...A man can dream, eh?</div>