Players
Character Concept: A masked hero looking to become champion and a symbol of justice for all the little ninos.
Name: Dragón Rayo
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Gender: Manly Man
Background: I was only a little chico. I was foolish at times because I was naïve. I did not know of the dangers and evil which lurked in the world. I was only a kid so I could not do anything to change the outcome, but I did grow stronger.
For my training I watched telenovelas, or luchador wrestling. I admired these men for they had put themselves out there to purge the evil that reside in the world.
My role-model, El Tigre, had defeated countless enemies like El Diablo, El Asesino, and more. I vowed I would follow his steps and become a luchador of justice. I trained off and on….like once a week, but I was slowly getting stronger. I did no change my eating habits; however, I was not taking midnight snacks anymore.
Once I had realized I had died, I realized my goals were crushed. My dreams of becoming a hero had been vanquished and the evil had won. It was then I was given an opportunity to become a hero, or a symbol of justice. I then adopted the alias, Dragón Rayo!
Level: Level 1
Class: Luchador
Race: Half Dragon/ Half Man
Attribute: Force!
Martial Arts:
Alas de Dragon: Rayo is given an increased boost in jump. His legs will bring him to greater heights with ease. This technique is certainly going to help him to practice his high-flying moves and might be the closest way for him to gain the sensation of wings.
Rugido de Fuerza: This particular technique begins with Rayo performing a ferocious roar. The roar will then bring great strength. If there is a car that needs lifting, Rayo needs to dig deep and let out a battle cry. Afterwards, the car will be easy pickings.
Desfibrilador: Rayo summons his lightning from within! His hands and feet are enveloped in lighting. This ability will grant him an attack boost and act as a defibrillator towards enemies.
Equipment: Atleast I have my mask…
Name: Dragón Rayo
]Gender: Manly Man
Background: I was only a little chico. I was foolish at times because I was naïve. I did not know of the dangers and evil which lurked in the world. I was only a kid so I could not do anything to change the outcome, but I did grow stronger.
For my training I watched telenovelas, or luchador wrestling. I admired these men for they had put themselves out there to purge the evil that reside in the world.
My role-model, El Tigre, had defeated countless enemies like El Diablo, El Asesino, and more. I vowed I would follow his steps and become a luchador of justice. I trained off and on….like once a week, but I was slowly getting stronger. I did no change my eating habits; however, I was not taking midnight snacks anymore.
Once I had realized I had died, I realized my goals were crushed. My dreams of becoming a hero had been vanquished and the evil had won. It was then I was given an opportunity to become a hero, or a symbol of justice. I then adopted the alias, Dragón Rayo!
Level: Level 1
Class: Luchador
Race: Half Dragon/ Half Man
Attribute: Force!
Martial Arts:
Alas de Dragon: Rayo is given an increased boost in jump. His legs will bring him to greater heights with ease. This technique is certainly going to help him to practice his high-flying moves and might be the closest way for him to gain the sensation of wings.
Rugido de Fuerza: This particular technique begins with Rayo performing a ferocious roar. The roar will then bring great strength. If there is a car that needs lifting, Rayo needs to dig deep and let out a battle cry. Afterwards, the car will be easy pickings.
Desfibrilador: Rayo summons his lightning from within! His hands and feet are enveloped in lighting. This ability will grant him an attack boost and act as a defibrillator towards enemies.
Equipment: Atleast I have my mask…
Character Concept: Kind. Too kind.
Name: Jemma
Gender: Female
Background: I still can't believe that I'm dead. Honestly, I haven't stopped crying, and it has been... how long? A while, I guess. My poor parents. I hope that they're alright. And I hope that they remember to feed the cat. Castiel gets a little loud when he's hungry, and the neighbors hate it when - oh. Right. Sorry, my background. Well, I'm pretty average. I'm in my first- I was in my first year of college. I wanted to teach elementary school. People always said I had a knack for working with kids. Actually, working with all people. I like people. And horses. I also really like to sing too. I was actually on my way to auditions for this great a cappella group when - well, you know.
Level: 1
Class: The Druid
Race: Shape Shifter
Attribute: Focus
Gift: So I found out this morning that I can turn into a bird. But I can't fly or anything. And I thought, well, birds can sing. And I like to sing, right? No, I can't sing either. All I can do is make these strangled gurgling noises. So, yeah. That's a bummer.
Equipment: At least I wasn't naked when I woke up.
Character Concept
Name
Tarum
Gender
Hmmm...No Attack Helicopter option...fine. Male.
Background
In my former live, I was a goody-two-shoes. You know, one of those loosers who never did anything remotely ‘wrong’ or ‘risky’? Yea, total pussy. All because I was afraid of the repercussions. I’ve lost count of how many times I had to grit my teeth and resist the urges building inside of me, and for what? Now I’m dead and got absolutely diddly-squat to show for my life. Never got drunk, never smoked a joint, never played a sport, never had a girlfriend, but hey, I at least had the top grades in high-school! That makes up for all the bullying and self-loathing, right? Fuck no! No wonder I hung myself! Pah! Fucking waste….
Well, this is my chance to turn the page. I’m done with always being ‘nice’ and ‘kind’ and all that bullshit. THIS TIME I’m going to be the one who laughs last! I’m going to be the one to went my anger on everyone and everything! I’m going to be that crazy-ass motherfucker who will end the world in a blaze of flaming glory so explosive that it would make Michael Bay blush!
You’ll see! You’ll all see! I WILL SHOW THEM ALL !
Level
1 ...for now...
Class
I can make my own? Awesome! Let's be..."Chaos-Weaver"
Race
Beast-Folk
Attribute
Focus
Spell I : Chaos Bolt - A large, flaming sphere is hurled at a target. Upon impact, the sphere will explode in a dense cloud of flame. The flames burn so intensely that they are capable of melting stone and metal in relatively short time. Apart from the searing heat of the flames, the force of the explosion is strong enough to shatter most solid objects and send average sized people tumbling…while on fire.
Spell II : Blazing Retreat - A short range teleportation which can be cast with a quick gesture of the hand. Upon teleporting, the caster leaves behind a ring of blazing flames which can easily spread to anything flammable and are not easily doused.
Spell III : Firestorm - A hurricane of scorching flames forms at a target location, enveloping anything in the area and turning them to ash. Casting this spell requires a chant to be spoken out-loud and the caster to mentally maintain the storm. The hurricane can vanish at any point should the caster will it or their concentration be disturbed.
Equipment
Some traditional Beast-Folk vestments(see Image) and a solid metal staff with an ever-burning orb at its top.
Pyromaniac and Explosive expert !
Name
Tarum
Gender
Hmmm...No Attack Helicopter option...fine. Male.
Background
In my former live, I was a goody-two-shoes. You know, one of those loosers who never did anything remotely ‘wrong’ or ‘risky’? Yea, total pussy. All because I was afraid of the repercussions. I’ve lost count of how many times I had to grit my teeth and resist the urges building inside of me, and for what? Now I’m dead and got absolutely diddly-squat to show for my life. Never got drunk, never smoked a joint, never played a sport, never had a girlfriend, but hey, I at least had the top grades in high-school! That makes up for all the bullying and self-loathing, right? Fuck no! No wonder I hung myself! Pah! Fucking waste….
Well, this is my chance to turn the page. I’m done with always being ‘nice’ and ‘kind’ and all that bullshit. THIS TIME I’m going to be the one who laughs last! I’m going to be the one to went my anger on everyone and everything! I’m going to be that crazy-ass motherfucker who will end the world in a blaze of flaming glory so explosive that it would make Michael Bay blush!
You’ll see! You’ll all see! I WILL SHOW THEM ALL !
Level
1 ...for now...
Class
I can make my own? Awesome! Let's be..."Chaos-Weaver"
Race
Beast-Folk
Attribute
Focus
Spell I : Chaos Bolt - A large, flaming sphere is hurled at a target. Upon impact, the sphere will explode in a dense cloud of flame. The flames burn so intensely that they are capable of melting stone and metal in relatively short time. Apart from the searing heat of the flames, the force of the explosion is strong enough to shatter most solid objects and send average sized people tumbling…while on fire.
Spell II : Blazing Retreat - A short range teleportation which can be cast with a quick gesture of the hand. Upon teleporting, the caster leaves behind a ring of blazing flames which can easily spread to anything flammable and are not easily doused.
Spell III : Firestorm - A hurricane of scorching flames forms at a target location, enveloping anything in the area and turning them to ash. Casting this spell requires a chant to be spoken out-loud and the caster to mentally maintain the storm. The hurricane can vanish at any point should the caster will it or their concentration be disturbed.
Equipment
Some traditional Beast-Folk vestments(see Image) and a solid metal staff with an ever-burning orb at its top.
“A former old fart searching for his lover.”
Name: It’s been a long time since I’ve played games like this. I honestly can’t remember the last game I played. It was so many years ago, and I had grown out of video games. Hm…if I use my real name, then maybe she will find me, but then there were some enemies I made while I was alive. I think it’s best that I use something original…but what?...A...Aidan…Dia..vol…Aidan Diavol…whatever that means.
Gender: Male
I lived a long and prosperous life. I had two daughters and one son. I served in the military for a few years, and I got a job as a cop. I got to see all of my children graduate college and bear children of their own, but…nothing lasts forever. My beautiful wife Eve died before I did from cancer. I had the misfortune to live out the remainder of my years being a burden in my son’s side. I knew that he didn’t want to keep taking care of me. I was eventually placed in a home where I could rot with other old fucks. It was there where I died, and I couldn’t wait. When you get that old life just becomes a hell. It starts as heaven when your a kid…well…for some kids, but the end becomes miserable. You’re just waiting to die—waiting to move on for surely the next life would be better than the current.
Well…this certainly is different. Did Eve go through this process? Maybe I will see her again.
Well…this certainly is different. Did Eve go through this process? Maybe I will see her again.
Level: 1
Class: Hm…I always liked the swordsman type, but I also want to play a mage. I know…It looks like I can write anything here. Swordmage.
Race: Human would be pretty boring…I already lived that life. Let me see what I can create here. He has some wicked silver eyes…they’re kind of bug or lizard-like…Hm…let me just make this up. How about…Shendelion—a race of killers. Yeah that sounds pretty badass.
Attribute: Focus
Technique # 1, Splitting Leaves: A quick-draw technique, allowing Aidan to draw his swords at deceptive speeds. It is called the “Splitting Leaves” technique for it is believed that the swordsman can shred tumbling leaves before they meet the forest floor.
Technique# 2, Shattering Strike: Potential energy is charged in the form of ki within the swordsman prior to the blade being drawn. As soon as the sword is drawn from the scabbard, the concentrated ki is released into the sword and a curved razor blade of energy is slung from the blade. This energy can split molecules and thus remove obstacles like boulders from the path or weaken the defense of enemies.
Technique# 3, Sword Song: Flicking his blade will make the sword release a resonating chime that sends out sound waves as a form of echolocation. By focusing on the wave patterns, he can locate hidden enemies and doorways/corridors/hatchways. The melody can also be used to torment those with sensitive hearing.
Equipment
- White Tunic
- Black Trousers
- Moccasins
- Bamboo Swords x 2 (Shinai)
- Empty Money Pouch
Character Concept
"The Conflicted Coward"
Name
Orion Stoneheart
Gender
Boy
Background
A boy who grew up with everything a kid could ask for from his rich parents. Maybe not quite spoiled, but certainly used to luxury. He went through life with ease, naturally athletic, smart, social. Then during his collage days at Harvard he went out to a party that got a little to out of control. Long story short they had a car crash while attempting to escape the police. Given another chance at life he was determined to be smarter about it and live for much longer. He chose half-dragon and the first fighter class he could find, it wasn't quite what he expected.
Level
1
Class
Cowardly Fighter
Race
Half Dragon. Sounds cooler than it was. While he does have wings and a tail, his tail is about a foot long and is more annoying than helpful much like this wings, which stretch from his shoulder-blades to his elbows when fully unfolded. Can't breath fire. Is about as strong as a human. Is barely even 5 feet and 5 inches tall. Much disappoint.
Attribute
Finesse
Martial Arts
Fleet of Feet:
Orion can focus on his feet and travel at speeds faster than any human. As long as he's running away from something. Also its kind of hard to see like this so traveling through forests or rocky terrain might involve face planting, though he will not suffer as much damage as he normally would.
Solar Flare:
Orion is so convincing that he could make people believe he is going to use a solar flare, to the point of making them avert and closer their eyes as though it was real. Note: Is not actually solar flare and may have no effect whatsoever depending on targets.
Gifted Coward:
Orion is skilled enough that he has developed a sort of 12th sense. He can read body language so well that he can practically see someone's movements nearly half a second before they do it.
Equipment
Skin
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Character concept. If I need to add more details or change something, feel free to point it out.
Character Concept: "Till the end of the world I must stay faithful to my bachelor status."
Name: Hiraku.
Gender: Well last time I checked, I was a boy. I hope this also WON'T change.
Background: Oh in my previous life I was called Akira Satoru. I think it was a pretty normal planet except my... less then normal family. Ya see, I come from a strange japanese family where all cultists worshipped some sort of ghosts of fertility, marriage and some odd stuff like this. Never cared. Of course they tried to bring me in and join their madness, but I resisted. If I knew I would be cursed in after-life just because I resisted to get married and get a bunch of annoying brats, I would in the end jump in.
Their annoying yapping man... "Get married son, it's a tradition to build big family with a bunch of children. Plus Japan needs higher birthrate !" F**k them ! In the end I traveled to US once I ended up 18 and found a random job in one of Walmarts. I was so damn happy, but of course I needed to die in car accident 3 years later and ended up in this... dog body. I just wanted to spend the rest of my life alone, enjoying the life of a bachelor and prostitutes if I really needed to get laid. I learned that for refusing to follow my family path I would be cursed with a dog body in after life and would only get back to my normal one if I would find a love of my life and get married. What the heck. I thought they were joking ?! Now how I'm supposed to do it ?! I just hope that those chicks from hentai stories and their bestiali... no, let's just not go into details. This is so awkard...
Class: Audiokinetic
Of course it's mostly for rough template for my potential power. We may always discuss details.
Race: Talking dog. At least pretty cool dog (Labrador Retriever). Talk about idiotic after-death family curse. Those bastards I tell you...
Plus I'm a cat type of guy !
Attribute: Focus
Martial Arts: N/A
Thaumaturgy: Sound Based Magic. With Barking or rattling his muzzle ;).
Equipment: I'm dog, I don't think I can exactly use items. Although some sort of armor around my body would be cool, duh.
Look: My handsome figure.
Character Concept: "Till the end of the world I must stay faithful to my bachelor status."
Name: Hiraku.
Gender: Well last time I checked, I was a boy. I hope this also WON'T change.
Background: Oh in my previous life I was called Akira Satoru. I think it was a pretty normal planet except my... less then normal family. Ya see, I come from a strange japanese family where all cultists worshipped some sort of ghosts of fertility, marriage and some odd stuff like this. Never cared. Of course they tried to bring me in and join their madness, but I resisted. If I knew I would be cursed in after-life just because I resisted to get married and get a bunch of annoying brats, I would in the end jump in.
Their annoying yapping man... "Get married son, it's a tradition to build big family with a bunch of children. Plus Japan needs higher birthrate !" F**k them ! In the end I traveled to US once I ended up 18 and found a random job in one of Walmarts. I was so damn happy, but of course I needed to die in car accident 3 years later and ended up in this... dog body. I just wanted to spend the rest of my life alone, enjoying the life of a bachelor and prostitutes if I really needed to get laid. I learned that for refusing to follow my family path I would be cursed with a dog body in after life and would only get back to my normal one if I would find a love of my life and get married. What the heck. I thought they were joking ?! Now how I'm supposed to do it ?! I just hope that those chicks from hentai stories and their bestiali... no, let's just not go into details. This is so awkard...
Class: Audiokinetic
Of course it's mostly for rough template for my potential power. We may always discuss details.
Race: Talking dog. At least pretty cool dog (Labrador Retriever). Talk about idiotic after-death family curse. Those bastards I tell you...
Plus I'm a cat type of guy !
Attribute: Focus
Martial Arts: N/A
Thaumaturgy: Sound Based Magic. With Barking or rattling his muzzle ;).
Equipment: I'm dog, I don't think I can exactly use items. Although some sort of armor around my body would be cool, duh.
Look: My handsome figure.
Character Concept: The straightforward musclehead who believes that anything can be solved with his fists.
Name: Damien Cray
Gender: Male
Background: Damien was a delinquent through and through. He often skipped school and picked fights with anyone foolish and/or strong enough to accept them. Surprisingly enough, on the occasions he did actually go to school, his grades were decent, although that was probably mainly to get his nagging parents off his case about his lifestyle. One day, though, as he was playing hooky as usual, he spotted a kid across the street playing with a ball. Thinking about how stupid the kid was, Damien was about to ignore him and go to an arcade he frequented when the kid kicked the ball into the street, and of course the kid would run into the street right into the path of a speeding car. Acting on instinct, Damien immediately rushed over and pushed the kid out of the way, though at the cost of putting himself in the car's path. It's easy to guess what happened next.
Level: 1
Class: Brawler
Race: Demon
Attribute: Focus
Gift:
Curse of the Demon: Damien can will his arms and legs to transform from his hand to his elbow and his feet to his knees, forming a red rocky exterior covered with yellow markings, with pointy fingertips and toes as well. These limbs are much tougher than normal human limbs, and certainly much stronger as well. Very handy for both offense and defense when he needs to get somewhere fast and deliver powerful punches and kicks to whatever's in his way.
Equipment: Nothin'. Well, except for the clothes on him.
Character Concept: A Pyromaniac with Fire Spells. Game On.
Name: Egwene Al'vere
Gender: Female
Background: I'm dead. Thank F**k for that. Died how I wished, surrounded by the lovely lapping of fire, and the screams of those who had scorned me in life. When you push the cute girl to hard, beyond that which could be considered the mental line of breaking, she still smiles, but it is a different smile. The manical, insane, burn your house down and dance around naked smile. Which I actually forgot to do, thinking back. I will have to rectify that. And now I am in a fantasy world, and can build a girl totally to my image. And it is awesome~ So, let's see....Fire. Fire. Foxes. Fire. And some amble boosoms to confuse the males.
This fantasty world has never had a girl like me, but it will. Very soon. And no pink-haired 'Yuki~' girl was going to out do her with her obsession. only, it was fire, not some guy this time.
Level: 1
Class: Kitsune
Race: Kitsune (Yes, Race and Class are the same)
Attribute: Focus
Gift: Fox Fire
A small, thin beam shot from the tip of the Kitsune's tail. It burns bright and hot on anything that it hits. As the Kitsune matures, and grows more tails, the Fox Fire also grows in potency.
Equipment: Sexy fox clothes. Which are like normal clothes, but with a fox tail cut in them.
Name: Egwene Al'vere
Gender: Female
Background: I'm dead. Thank F**k for that. Died how I wished, surrounded by the lovely lapping of fire, and the screams of those who had scorned me in life. When you push the cute girl to hard, beyond that which could be considered the mental line of breaking, she still smiles, but it is a different smile. The manical, insane, burn your house down and dance around naked smile. Which I actually forgot to do, thinking back. I will have to rectify that. And now I am in a fantasy world, and can build a girl totally to my image. And it is awesome~ So, let's see....Fire. Fire. Foxes. Fire. And some amble boosoms to confuse the males.
This fantasty world has never had a girl like me, but it will. Very soon. And no pink-haired 'Yuki~' girl was going to out do her with her obsession. only, it was fire, not some guy this time.
Level: 1
Class: Kitsune
Race: Kitsune (Yes, Race and Class are the same)
Attribute: Focus
Gift: Fox Fire
A small, thin beam shot from the tip of the Kitsune's tail. It burns bright and hot on anything that it hits. As the Kitsune matures, and grows more tails, the Fox Fire also grows in potency.
Equipment: Sexy fox clothes. Which are like normal clothes, but with a fox tail cut in them.
Character Concept: A magic-wielding heap of metal who has an intense case of music appreciation.
Name: Hephaestus
Gender: Male
Background: Heavy metal and a tinge of engineering defined Hephaestus’ old life. Cool-headed, yet desiring to be hot-headed, Hephaestus lived alone, preferring to keep himself occupied with “professor things” and “metal things.” Contrasting to what his preferences sounded like on paper, his life was fairly normal and made him likable to those who worked around him. Alas, his life had a certain tone of boredom to it, for he never showed his true hobbies to those around him that much…
He carried out his life successfully… up to the point where a blue truck slammed into his car. As soon as he died, Hephaestus decided to go full metal when he was granted a new life. His first harmony of deliciously heavy strings told the tale of his boring death in the most exciting manner, and he quickly adapted to his initial death and accepted rebirth with open arms.
Level: 1
Class: Metal Mage – Although he is armed with a heavy mace that deals great amounts of damage, his true strength lies in his ability to manipulate various kinds of metals. As he grows stronger, the metals he is able to control and its strength in general grow in noticeable numbers. Hephaestus tanks damage while relying on his magic to inflict bursts of damage on his opponent regardless of his distance from them.
Due to his heavy armor and just as heavy attacks, Hephaestus is at his weakest when the opponent maintains a “burst range” between oneself and the armored magician- the minimum distance required to act immediately against his attacks. This allows people to outplay his fighting ability if they choose their options right, regardless of whatever Attribute they have. He still excels at point-blank range combat and far-ranged skirmishes, though his large form makes him susceptible to receiving damage from attacks that most people could dodge carefully from. This is made up with his natural ability to mitigate damage by improving the metals he can control and predicting where to shield himself from certain attacks.
Unlike most warriors and magicians, Hephaestus is unable to equip any other armor and weapon without suffering the loss of his Gift’s passive effects on his default equipment. Thus, he is stuck with the combat equipment he has been given since rebirth.
Hephaestus cannot learn any other form of magic aside from enhanced levels of metal manipulation. Hephaestus learns how to control new metals upon every ten levels, steadily improving his power to manipulate the material at each power up. While monsters around his level (and above, in some cases) tend to have trouble fighting him, he struggles in retreating when necessary and is forced to fight extremely passively during his early levels against fast-hitting fighters and high-damage mages.
Race: Wraith
Attribute: Force
Gift: Metal Manipulation – Hephaestus can manipulate metals both around him and from metal generated by himself. The metal he can create out of thin air reflects on the metals he can currently control. His armor’s durability and weapon strength increase as he levels up, allowing him to overpower more foes up-close and pressure more from afar with his spells. Hephaestus cannot manipulate metallic weapons carried by opponents, but can manipulate weapons thrown by them.
The Metals He Can Control So Far...:
-Copper, Bronze, Iron (Level 1)
-Steel (Level 10)
-Mithril (Level 20)
-And so on...
-Copper, Bronze, Iron (Level 1)
-Steel (Level 10)
-Mithril (Level 20)
-And so on...
Equipment: -Metal-Infused Armor. The armor can have its materials magically switched with any metal that can be controlled within his power. (This is the only equipment he can wear that benefits from his Gift)
-Infused Morning Star. The mace can have its materials magically switched with any metal that can be controlled within his power. (This is the only equipment he can use that benefits from his Gift)
-Pouch for “The Less Important Things” (ie. money)