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Well, I think I'll get working on a CS. I'm thinking about busting a chaotic Neutral character. Haven't done one in a LONG time.
Sounds awesome, question, what category would the control in of elements fall under? Specifically fire.
If there's still a spot, I'm interested.
Oh wait. Never mind sorry.
Sounds like my kind if RP. If it's not too late to sign up, I think I'll join.
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There was the question. "How do you do it?" That was the one question Marc truly hated being asked. He was proud of his martial arts skill, but he lived by a strict code of honesty. He couldn't simply say practice. Marc was born with a gift he couldn't fully control. His reaction speed was no longer normal, he couldn't drop it down to regular capacity anymore. It was always at two times regular human levels of reaction speed. It was getting faster, and faster made him unstable. Unless he needed or wanted it to, he preferred life a little in the calm side. Calm may have been training and joggin and the adrenaline that pumped through his veins, but it was peace non the less. This, was different. He could see everything that was going on, involuntarily reacting to anything that came remotely close to him. Always on guard, always ready to fight, never truly feeling safe anymore. Not to mention now being forced to rely on this ability when fighting was a brutal blow to his pride. When he had control, he embraced his power, now he was becoming scared. He had already been able to cope with being incapable of turning off his adoptive muscle memory, Italy have taken five years, but he did. He would just have to cope.
" The doctors call it a virtual superpower. My reaction speed can be up to three times faster than an average human when I want it to. Right now it's stuck at two and I can't get it to go lower. If it was turned off I could've dodged the tray, but not kicked it like that. As far as my other ability is concerned, I have Adoptive combative muscle memory. I see a move that call be applied in combat, I can instantaneously do it. Perfectly. Call it a superpower if you will, call me a freak. I'll embrace it either way." Throughout saying this he was I long, for whatever reason, he felt like he could trust Avery.
The world is about to end. An early apocalypse has fallen upon the human race, caused by the vicious Demonata. The Demonata are a race of magical creatures who hate all living things, but humans they hate most of all. They revel in bloodshed, gorging themselves on weaker creatures whenever possible. They are grotesque little feinds, they lack originality wen designing their true forms,any of which happen to be a combination of disturbing earthly creatures all compiled into one hideous body. However, they are not true demons, they are creatures of magic. Some, known as demon masters, are. Magically speaking, they are to large to fit through the small portals that weaker demonata can pass through. However, a human Mage can open a large enough portal with a blood sacrifice and allow demon masters through. If one were to search the universe for true power, they would only find it among demon masters. Seeking the power they could gain by allowing demon masters through to earth, a group of evil mages, known as "The Insurrection" , opened five large gates at the exact same moment. As the first Demon Masters passed through, they saw the error in their ways, and they were slaughtered.
The group of mages from the organization that defended the earth, the disciples, moved into the first gate located in London, England. They were quickly overpowered, and slaughtered as well. However, they managed to damage the dimensional anchor that held the portal in place, and the Demon masters were sucked back into their own dimension. However, powerful Demonata still remained and finished then off. Quickly, brutally, and horribly are the best words with which to describe the killing capability of the Demonata. Realizing they could be killed so easily, the mages recruited the help of military around the world. However, only magic can kill the Demonata, so while soldiers where slaughtered or simply delaying the Demonata, the mages cut power off to the portals.
However, when they reached the final gate in Maryland, USA, the meteor demon masters had already gotten through. Every citizen on North America was wiped out, and the mages could not stop them. In a last ditch effort, they all sacrificed themselves and charged a single nuclear bomb with pure magical energy. Fifty mages lost their lives that day, but it was not in vain. The meteor demon was killed. However only about a dozen mages remained in the world. And the Demonata and demo masters still had free reign of a continent. They built up their forces and launched an assault upon Europe, slaughtering most of its human populace. The humans had been pushed back to Africa, Asia, and Austrailia, with no casualties on the side of the demonic. There was nothing that could be done. However, the dozen or so remaining mages may together and created a last ditch plan to win the war. Led by their leader, Conor Lecahee, a true magician (human of true magical ability) they traveled into te demonata's universe in order to find the blade of Oclwrus it was rumored to have the ability to wipe them all out.
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Magic specialization: fire, water, earth, air, light, dark, force ( ability to move objects, people, demons), arcane (summon creatures to do your will)
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Basic spells all mages know: heal, fly, breather ( allows to breath in different climates)
Energy attacks.
Keep in mind that magic is limitless, you're limited only by your creativity and power. Your specialization just happens to be the kind you're really good at.
Descisions, Descisions. I want something tasty, but appropriate after a short run. Hmmmmm, a screw it , he thought.
"Double bacon cheeseburger with a large side of fries and a cherry Dr. Pepper please!
Those three things made an unbeatable cobination, but they screwed with Marc's training regimen, he could only have them occasionally. Even though Marc had a literall perfectly fit and built body, he still needed to maintain a balanced diet because otherwise, that level of fitness would drop fifteen percent capacity. So, these meals were a rare treat, of course today was a special day. It was his first day at college. Now he began systematically searching for Avery wherever within the crowd she may be. He moved forward into the crowd trying to get a better angle, as he did, a young man going about his day tripped over the foot of a passing senior by accident. His food tray flew from his hands at Marc. As he turned around to see what the commotion was the tray was nearly at his face. Before he even realized it his right foot went up sending the tray flying upward, he then stepped back and watched the good fall on the ground unfortunately he couldn't save it with his hands full. He sat there pondering whether or not to re-emburse the other student, when he realized that all of people had been staring at him. He looked around awkwardly and walked away, his eyes set on finding Avery. As he found her he moved over quickly and sat down next to her. "Hey", he said, simply.
AP TESTS ARE DONE! I should be able to post more often now, sorry about the silence.
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