Lord Orgasmo

~ Reshusia: Service in Clouded Days ~

I am Also here.

Sanctuary ((Reboot - Accepting))

@LadyinInk Yo

Another Highschool DxD RP

@PaulHaynek I'm Still in this.

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So, erm, who're we waiting on?

@Pumpkinbot

Currently, it's @Poi,I think but he's having some IRL distractions. Progress Should be made tomorrow.

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Ysran simply sat back and watched the events unfold. The man smoking a cigarette seemingly began to lose his temper, and threatened a few of the others. Unfortunately, nothing came of it. The situation was defused, and everybody sat back down. Damn shame. He always found people fighting over nonsense to be quite amusing. He supposed that he could step in, see if he could re-ignite the the fire... No, involving himself likely wouldn't be the best idea. He sat back in his chair.

"Yeah, I've got a question. Are we stuck here forever, or can we pass like, some 12 trials thing and go back? Even just temporarily." Suddenly dying wasn't exactly on Ysran's to-do list, and left a lot of stuff behind. There are a few things he should probably burn, or bury. Yes, bury sounds better, give others another chance to live in his legacy. Then there was the matter of his Occult group. He didn't want them killing people in a murderous rampage over the death if a friend. Then again, they were mostly rational. Perhaps they'd just mourn? It would be the smart thing to do.

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Ysran stood in the shadows of the room. He watched as strange people walked around and in-and-out. Strange mythological creatures. Elves, some sort of bird man, a centaur, how strange. Fortunately, Ysran was up to date on his mythology, and was able to identify these creatures. There was, of course, the issue of magic. Judging by the sudden Arcane knowledge he had, he could obviously cast them. But how? He raised his arm and opened his hand. Nothing. He tried to focus his mental attention to his hand. Nothing. He closed his eyes and let his arm fall back to his side. He intently focused on his knowledge. He could cast two spells. Eldritch Blast, and Fishscales. But how? Fishscales would probably be easier to cast. Perhaps... an incantation is needed? "Aboaperi en zodume" and as if on queue, scales began to form around his hand, and up his arm. "Stop." On command, they stopped, and receded into the aether. Well, looks like English works. How convenient.

He stepped out of the shadows and towards a table everyone seemed to be sitting at. He picked a random spot. He didn't know these people, and likely wouldn't anytime soon. The was a drink in front of him. It smelled... fruity, like juice. He decided to take a sip. It was sweet and sugary, yet unidentifiable. The taste was unfamiliar to him. He decided to sit back in his chair and watch the events of today unfold.

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Ysran

Name: Ysran Stormreach

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Elf

Class: Occultist

Appearance:

Pre-mortem

Post-mortem

Notable traits: A deep understanding of the Eldritch and unknown. Not to mention, he knows a secret Occult language. And a ton of money. But I guess that doesn't really mean a whole lot now.

Abilities: Occult magic. For now, Ysran can only cast two spells, Eldritch Blast, a large ball of force and acidic darkness. Basically, a bowling ball made of acid is thrown at you. Really hard. The second spell is called Fishscales. It creates a layer of Scale-like armor over the skin. It looks a little weird, but it works. He's also pretty good at remembering things, as well as overall having good intellect.

Personality: Could be described as "Neutral Evil" he won't cause destruction and mayhem for the sake of it, but in the pursuit of knowledge and power, no price is to great to pay, even if it means resorting to things others may find "evil," Other than that, he is very curious, and a bit... Sociopathic, to say. His long exposure to the Eldritch have... affected him. It's not enough to be easily noticed, but if you pay close enough attention...

History: Oh boy, here goes. Ysran was born to a pair of successful harbor owners. The owners of Stormreach Harbor. A large and popular harbor, the three were very well off. But like any good protagonist, his parents died at an early age, and the family friends raised Ysran in the ways of finance and business. He went to the best schools money could buy, and his intellect was always prominent. But again, like any good protagonist, he lost interest, and decided to roam the world. Eventually, joining an archeological team, he delved into ruins, where he discovered an old leather-bound tome, detailing the secrets of the Eldritch.

Taking it home, he learned of a secret Occult language, and eventually met others like him. Together they would explore ruins, collect artifacts, and learn of ancient secrets. Upon returning home, Ysran would meet his end from a Sparta kick from a fanatic of the Occult. The harbor owner drowning. How ironic. As the salty ocean water filled his lungs, his senses faded, and everything faded to black.

But that is not where his story ends, however. Ysran sat up, gasping for air, his head swimming with arcane and Occult patterns. He was in some sort of old-timey inn. Exploring the room, he found a mirror, and quickly realized his appearance had completely changed! Asking around, apparently, he'd been here for a couple of days. After walking around town, he'd be directed to some sort of guild. Deciding that he had nothing better to, he joined in. Who knows? It may help him get home.

Other: Ysran carries a Machete, and his spells are committed to memory.

Another Highschool DxD RP

I'm all for Gears most Sacred. Love the Eldritch and Lovecraftian stuff. Then again, the Eldritch are Lovecraftian. Huh.

~ Reshusia: Service in Clouded Days ~

Cruben

Name:

Cruben Gell

Gender:

Male

Age:

24

Nickname:

"Cube" after an unfortunate mishap at the announcement ceremony

Height-Weight:

6'02 220lbs

Birthplace:

Ebberon

Ebberon is a relatively small country located far to the southwest. A mountainous place, Ebberon wasn't known for much, other than a deep understanding of geology. It has a bit of a rivalry with its neighboring country, Kyber. Nothing serious, just a friendly bit of showing off every now and then. That was, until the reigning king of Kyber was assassinated ten years ago. The two entered a short war, with Ebberon eventually coming out victorious. Kyber's "king" was imprisoned and the countries have been at peace since.

Appearance:

Cruben stands at six feet, two inches, and weighs 220 lbs. He isn't a monster in terms of bulk, but is very lean. He usually sits in a bit of a slouch, but stands straight when standing, yet in relaxed moments a slight bit can be seen.

Attire

Other than everyday clothing, Cruben wears Scalemail, the preferred armor of Ebberon. He also occasionally carries around a leather satchel, full of knick-knacks, traveling supplies, and perhaps most importantly, snacks.

Personality

Cruben is quite... passive. He goes with the flow, lets everything flow though him, not much is able to phase him. Laid-back, and passive is generally not what people look for in a soldier. Because of this, he had a bit of trouble starting out, and needless to say, his superiors weren't the biggest fan. Since then however, he's managed to put on a "war face" as he calls it. Standing up straight, saying "sir", salutes, the works.

Servicemen team:

Team Horizon

Serviceman rank

Serviceman. The basic bitch rank.

Weaponry

Cruben's weapon of choice is the spear. Y'know, one of these. It's simple. It's effective, and easy to use. Perfect for a lazy dude like Cruben. But what about the crystals? Cruben's crystal of choice is a lightning elemental crystal. When its power is called upon, Cruben is able to throw a sort of lightning bolt. Not entirely lightning, but not entirely energy either. Because of this, Cruben has gotten pretty good at throwing things. Not enough to say, slice someone's flesh open with a playing card, but enough to be pretty accurate with throwing knives. And he's gotten pretty good at skipping rocks.

Skills

Strength:10
Agility:5
Dexterity:15
Battle skill:15
Teamwork:5

Backstory

Cruben grew up in an average family. One of the many. Yet his family was also friends with a very militaristic family, the Phiarlins. Cruben's family eventually began growing tired of his lazyness. Taking advice from the Phiarlins, they sent Cruben off to the military to whip him into shape. While in the military, Cruben would meet The Phiarlin families' child, Lance. Becoming swift friends, Cruben watched as Lance soared through the ranks, becoming one of the top Tacticians. Cruben would eventually become infantry, and would take part in the Ebberon vs Kyber war. With Lance's great tactics, the battle was won, and the countries were at peace.
It was about this time Cruben grew bored of Ebberon, and decided to go somewhere else. He also realized that he quite liked the military life, and would make it a career of sorts. Upon going to tell his family and friends, he noticed that Lance was nowhere to be found. Apparently, he had the same idea as Cruben, and left to explore the world.

Cruben would soon find another military group: The Servicemen. Fighting for a foreign land never really crossed his mind. He was just happy to be somewhere again.

Associates
Mother: Rin Gell- Alive in Ebberon
Father: Shin Gell- Alive in Ebberon
Childhood friend: Lance D'Phiarlin- Unknown

Theme:That Person's name is...

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Ysran

Name: Ysran Stormreach

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Elf

Class: Occultist

Appearance:

Pre-mortem

Post-mortem

Notable traits: A deep understanding of the Eldritch and unknown. Not to mention, he knows a secret Occult language. And a ton of money. But I guess that doesn't really mean a whole lot now.

Abilities: Occult magic. For now, Ysran can only cast two spells, Eldritch Blast, a large ball of force and acidic darkness. Basically, a bowling ball made of acid is thrown at you. Really hard. The second spell is called Fishscales. It creates a layer of Scale-like armor over the skin. It looks a little weird, but it works. He's also pretty good at remembering things, as well as overall having good intellect.

Personality: Could be described as "Neutral Evil" he won't cause destruction and mayhem for the sake of it, but in the pursuit of knowledge and power, no price is to great to pay, even if it means resorting to things others may find "evil," Other than that, he is very curious, and a bit... Sociopathic, to say. His long exposure to the Eldritch have... affected him. It's not enough to be easily noticed, but if you pay close enough attention...

History: Oh boy, here goes. Ysran was born to a pair of successful harbor owners. The owners of Stormreach Harbor. A large and popular harbor, the three were very well off. But like any good protagonist, his parents died at an early age, and the family friends raised Ysran in the ways of finance and business. He went to the best schools money could buy, and his intellect was always prominent. But again, like any good protagonist, he lost interest, and decided to roam the world. Eventually, joining an archeological team, he delved into ruins, where he discovered an old leather-bound tome, detailing the secrets of the Eldritch.

Taking it home, he learned of a secret Occult language, and soon was able to cast his first spell. He then traveled to Brazil, where an aquatic diety would reveal itself to Ysran. After completing a few tasks for him and his people, he was granted great understanding of the Eldritch, and can now fluently commune with them, as well as learning a few new spells. He would go on future adventures, across dimensions and realities, becoming a favorite among the higher ups in the who Eldritch system.

Unfortunately, Ysran would meet his end at the hands of a literal army of suahagin. His masters weren't exactly pleased with this, and decided to try and rebuild him. They didn't quite have the technology, but they did have a plethora of reality bending abilities. Unfortunately they could not fix his old body in a reasonable time, and instead decided to put him a new body while the slowly ticked away at his old one. Looking through the void, they found one that looked much like him, and put his soul inside. Unfortunately, the time spent outside of his body had severely weakened him, and he was sent off to another reality to build up his power. Ysran would wake up in an unknown place, with most of his situation understood. After a brief exploration, he found that this place was called "Southmere" and everybody kept telling him about some guild or something. Eventually finding the place, before he could even knock, the doors swung open, and a cheerful woman stood and asked, "Who might you be?" The rest, as they say, is history.

Other: Ysran carries a Machete, and his spells are committed to memory.