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Friends call me Kit ^^
I live in England
Fav Color is Gold
Interest:
ANIME & GAMES!
I love RP's that are like spice and Wolf
So many that I cannot even List em heh
I live in England
Fav Color is Gold
Interest:
ANIME & GAMES!
I love RP's that are like spice and Wolf
So many that I cannot even List em heh
Most Recent Posts
I wonder how combat will work. If we have to wait on everyone then it may become kinda a cluster F@#K
Sera will end up stuck in Yuudai's harem
GM has called it, and so shall it be.
QOTD: What is your character's ideal life mate?
Honestly? No clue; this is likely what Yuudai thinks.
Name: Orin 'The Black Beast' Windglaive
Age: 16??
Gender: ???
Race: Devil - Black Beast
Rank: Medium Class Devil?
Appearance:
Her female form retains the short hair and tanned skin, though obtains rather impressive C cup assets along with a much more feminine figure all around.
Personality: Orin is a lovable pervert that would just laze around and spend time with lovely girls if he was allowed. He accepts the punishment for his behavior and just shrugs it off. Though this makes him seem a little detached from the world it is really just a mask to hide his fearsome intellect, which commonly shows its head in battle, this along with his unique power has given him the nickname of Black Beast. He will never really take a fight full on unless told to do so by three people; the king queen and Yuriha. Orin often openly states how much he loves Yuriha, making it no secret to others while not even feeling the slightest embarrassment.
Evil piece:Rook
Categorized: Power - Technique
Normal powers:
Transformation: The black beast is a form given to Orin as a descendant of the great beast Ragnarok and the celtic black dog. He is able to transform into a HUGE shaggy dog like being with a coat as black as night and fangs and claws as large as the biggest sword. In this form he grains super enhanced physical abilities, and if he so wished he could transform part way so he could obtain a part of them in his human form though he is rather embarrassed by it... That being said despite his common use of a male form Orin is in fact truly genderless, and if given the chance she would not even blink a eye at turning female if she so wished it.
Mist: As the legend of the Black Beast goes "A Harbinger of death stalks the nightly mists" and so too does Orin, for he has the power to teleport into a mist like form over short distances. Though immune to normal attacks while in this form, most forms of magic can in fact effect him if they have any extreme elemental proprieties, such as fire etc.
Devourer: Orin is able to bite into and eat almost anything, from bad cooking to metal he can bite into it like it was a cookie. He can also swallow magical artifacts, though would break them if he bit into them if they were weak. He can choose to store what he has eaten within him. From this he can turn his arm into metal, or even use a artifacts power as his own. Normally this only lasts 24 hours but for magical artifacts he can only swallow one but stays and gives its power to him until he spits it up.
Magical energy and powers: High Above Normal Magical Power
All basic magic spells
He can use a unique spell to summon chains and pillars to try and lock someone down, a hold over from his forefather Ragnarok who could not even be bound by the chains of gods.
Equipment:
Armagus: A magical metal rod looking weapon with a rather strange ability to shift its weapon type at will. It has a in built metal umbrella when the handle is extended, but when pushed in can split into segments attached by a chain, allowing for longer range attacks. It has many other functions but Orin has not discovered them.
History:
Chains, eyes staring, traveling and more chains... This was the life of a slave; this use to be Orin's life.
Bound and muzzled like the beast that he was hiding, the monster was carted around illegal slave auctions, becoming legendary in the market for his uniqueness. However no one dared buy him, for they knew he was dangerous for their kind, and they were right to fear him. He only wished for freedom and would have done anything to be able to obtain it, even ripping every single supernatural being within that auction house, but then she came... Mistress Gwendolyn Windglaive. She radiated a unique feeling of power,refinement, and love.
When she bought him she showed no fear, even after releasing him and becoming pinned his fangs ready to rip her apart, she said a simple few words "You are free" And forever his loyalty was bound to the women... She who simply got him to set him free now had a loyal pet, and retainer. So Orin finally obtained his name "Orin Windglaive"
Age: 16??
Gender: ???
Race: Devil - Black Beast
Rank: Medium Class Devil?
Appearance:
Her female form retains the short hair and tanned skin, though obtains rather impressive C cup assets along with a much more feminine figure all around.
Personality: Orin is a lovable pervert that would just laze around and spend time with lovely girls if he was allowed. He accepts the punishment for his behavior and just shrugs it off. Though this makes him seem a little detached from the world it is really just a mask to hide his fearsome intellect, which commonly shows its head in battle, this along with his unique power has given him the nickname of Black Beast. He will never really take a fight full on unless told to do so by three people; the king queen and Yuriha. Orin often openly states how much he loves Yuriha, making it no secret to others while not even feeling the slightest embarrassment.
Evil piece:Rook
Categorized: Power - Technique
Normal powers:
Transformation: The black beast is a form given to Orin as a descendant of the great beast Ragnarok and the celtic black dog. He is able to transform into a HUGE shaggy dog like being with a coat as black as night and fangs and claws as large as the biggest sword. In this form he grains super enhanced physical abilities, and if he so wished he could transform part way so he could obtain a part of them in his human form though he is rather embarrassed by it... That being said despite his common use of a male form Orin is in fact truly genderless, and if given the chance she would not even blink a eye at turning female if she so wished it.
Mist: As the legend of the Black Beast goes "A Harbinger of death stalks the nightly mists" and so too does Orin, for he has the power to teleport into a mist like form over short distances. Though immune to normal attacks while in this form, most forms of magic can in fact effect him if they have any extreme elemental proprieties, such as fire etc.
Devourer: Orin is able to bite into and eat almost anything, from bad cooking to metal he can bite into it like it was a cookie. He can also swallow magical artifacts, though would break them if he bit into them if they were weak. He can choose to store what he has eaten within him. From this he can turn his arm into metal, or even use a artifacts power as his own. Normally this only lasts 24 hours but for magical artifacts he can only swallow one but stays and gives its power to him until he spits it up.
Magical energy and powers: High Above Normal Magical Power
All basic magic spells
He can use a unique spell to summon chains and pillars to try and lock someone down, a hold over from his forefather Ragnarok who could not even be bound by the chains of gods.
Equipment:
Armagus: A magical metal rod looking weapon with a rather strange ability to shift its weapon type at will. It has a in built metal umbrella when the handle is extended, but when pushed in can split into segments attached by a chain, allowing for longer range attacks. It has many other functions but Orin has not discovered them.
History:
Chains, eyes staring, traveling and more chains... This was the life of a slave; this use to be Orin's life.
Bound and muzzled like the beast that he was hiding, the monster was carted around illegal slave auctions, becoming legendary in the market for his uniqueness. However no one dared buy him, for they knew he was dangerous for their kind, and they were right to fear him. He only wished for freedom and would have done anything to be able to obtain it, even ripping every single supernatural being within that auction house, but then she came... Mistress Gwendolyn Windglaive. She radiated a unique feeling of power,refinement, and love.
When she bought him she showed no fear, even after releasing him and becoming pinned his fangs ready to rip her apart, she said a simple few words "You are free" And forever his loyalty was bound to the women... She who simply got him to set him free now had a loyal pet, and retainer. So Orin finally obtained his name "Orin Windglaive"
You say that but he is still only 15 XD
No, come back from the dead. You have more posting to do!
"Draw me~"
Gritting her teeth Koyo started to bring herself back onto her feet, the blood flowing down her leg made her wound look worse than it really was, as at least she could stand on it. Strangely as the hollow started to grow in size she could only be thankful, as despite the things power likely increasing as well she was pretty sure that it was going to be much slower due to its sheer size.
"Koyo, take the phone and call Captain, hurry!"
Her gaze changed to Kento as he ordered her to call the captain, though normally she would have disliked the strong tone he had, this was far from the time and it was likely the best course of action. "Ok, just make sure you are going to be alive by time I get back ok?" Reaching out to catch the phone her eyes suddenly widened as once again the area was bathed in a crimson light, a Cero? Everything seemed to run in slow motion as she turned her head to the attacking hollow, its Cero transforming into super fast Balas within a moment!
"Hora, hora~ Call me out my dear, allow me to take care of it~"
"Shut up. Busy!" Koyo said in a little bit of a angry tone as she leapt away from the shotgun blast of Balas which decimated the phone in mid air. Using her large sword as a shield she beat away a few of the attacks before making it behind a wall, a small trail of her blood being left behind in her wake. "Well, there goes that plan" She peeked around the corner to see Kento fighting with his released zanpakuto.
Staring down to her own zanpakuto she could hear the chuckling of the spirit within, however she would give the other shinigami support in a different manner. Sending out a small distress single with her own communicator she stood from her place behind the wall and brought up her large Ōdachi in front of her. "Hadō #32. Ōkasen!" The yellow energy followed along her large blade and before bursting forth in a much larger arc than a normal sized sword could produce, aiming to not miss with the attack but avoid harming Kento.
Gritting her teeth Koyo started to bring herself back onto her feet, the blood flowing down her leg made her wound look worse than it really was, as at least she could stand on it. Strangely as the hollow started to grow in size she could only be thankful, as despite the things power likely increasing as well she was pretty sure that it was going to be much slower due to its sheer size.
"Koyo, take the phone and call Captain, hurry!"
Her gaze changed to Kento as he ordered her to call the captain, though normally she would have disliked the strong tone he had, this was far from the time and it was likely the best course of action. "Ok, just make sure you are going to be alive by time I get back ok?" Reaching out to catch the phone her eyes suddenly widened as once again the area was bathed in a crimson light, a Cero? Everything seemed to run in slow motion as she turned her head to the attacking hollow, its Cero transforming into super fast Balas within a moment!
"Hora, hora~ Call me out my dear, allow me to take care of it~"
"Shut up. Busy!" Koyo said in a little bit of a angry tone as she leapt away from the shotgun blast of Balas which decimated the phone in mid air. Using her large sword as a shield she beat away a few of the attacks before making it behind a wall, a small trail of her blood being left behind in her wake. "Well, there goes that plan" She peeked around the corner to see Kento fighting with his released zanpakuto.
Staring down to her own zanpakuto she could hear the chuckling of the spirit within, however she would give the other shinigami support in a different manner. Sending out a small distress single with her own communicator she stood from her place behind the wall and brought up her large Ōdachi in front of her. "Hadō #32. Ōkasen!" The yellow energy followed along her large blade and before bursting forth in a much larger arc than a normal sized sword could produce, aiming to not miss with the attack but avoid harming Kento.
Updated my post. Much better now since I am not sleepy -x-
"Who wants to die!?"
Yuudai stared towards the rather intimidating sight before her with the same indifferent expression that she had held for the entire trip, though this time it was more out of sheer disbelief. From the large men with bone out of their forehead, her horns were much better, and all moving in unison, to the rather creepy looking women with knives and closed eyes. It was all very strange, were these the types of people outside of Shima? Though she guessed their own group did not really look all that normal so it was not like she could mention it.
Removing a hand from her pocket she took a step forward and pointed towards the small women, guessing that she was more of the talkative type than her big bruiser collection of boy toys. "You.. Who are you anyway?" Normally she would not even bothered to ask but Takumi had peeked her interest a little when he seemed rather intimadated by her, seeming to know who she was but did not mention. Slipping her hand back into her pocket she moved forward, taking slow steps as to leave her some breathing room, since it seemed she would be taking that little offer.
"It don't matter, I just need answers from you, since you mentioned you know about what we are looking for." Just like that her interest had dropped off, though really there were more important things to worry about, and she could ask later after she kicked her ass right? Yuudai looked between all five of the enemies, unsure who to face but she suspected she would take on the rather bulky guys since that is normally how it worked. Some big shot always trying to send their goons after her and all.
"Either way, I guess you are free to try and kill me first. But when I beat you, you will have to make sure to tell me everything you know. Ok?." Seeing a fight fast approaching Yuudai stabbed the large sword she had into the ground and waited, either for answers or one of the five to step up to face her. Though she had no doubt one of her companions would try to talk the five out of it... They did not look like the type for talk.
Yuudai stared towards the rather intimidating sight before her with the same indifferent expression that she had held for the entire trip, though this time it was more out of sheer disbelief. From the large men with bone out of their forehead, her horns were much better, and all moving in unison, to the rather creepy looking women with knives and closed eyes. It was all very strange, were these the types of people outside of Shima? Though she guessed their own group did not really look all that normal so it was not like she could mention it.
Removing a hand from her pocket she took a step forward and pointed towards the small women, guessing that she was more of the talkative type than her big bruiser collection of boy toys. "You.. Who are you anyway?" Normally she would not even bothered to ask but Takumi had peeked her interest a little when he seemed rather intimadated by her, seeming to know who she was but did not mention. Slipping her hand back into her pocket she moved forward, taking slow steps as to leave her some breathing room, since it seemed she would be taking that little offer.
"It don't matter, I just need answers from you, since you mentioned you know about what we are looking for." Just like that her interest had dropped off, though really there were more important things to worry about, and she could ask later after she kicked her ass right? Yuudai looked between all five of the enemies, unsure who to face but she suspected she would take on the rather bulky guys since that is normally how it worked. Some big shot always trying to send their goons after her and all.
"Either way, I guess you are free to try and kill me first. But when I beat you, you will have to make sure to tell me everything you know. Ok?." Seeing a fight fast approaching Yuudai stabbed the large sword she had into the ground and waited, either for answers or one of the five to step up to face her. Though she had no doubt one of her companions would try to talk the five out of it... They did not look like the type for talk.
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