Lord Zee

Creation: A Game of Gods

Dearden, God of Beasts

Name:
Dearden, God of Beasts. King of the Wild. The Animal Divine. The Elk God.

Appearance:
Dearden only takes the form of a large Elk, with symbols that seem to shimmer.

Domains:
Animal Life, Creation, Wild Places, Anima Mundi, Reservation

Realm:
Dearden has no specific realm he truly calls home, but all of which encompasses the wilds of the Mortal Plane. He treads were mortals seldom go or have not made their own. Usually, if you are lucky, you can find him in deep forests or secluded meadows living in harmony with nature.

Personality:
Dearden is a complicated individual who rarely seeks out his siblings unless they do something that he does not approve off. He loves some of them more then he does others but truly only cares for the anima mundi of the mortal plane. He is a stout protector of the wild realms and would do anything to protect them within reason. He knows that mortals depend on his aspect and lets them go about their business unless they recklessly take and never give anything back.

Demeanor:
Dearden's demeanor is difficult at best. He only cares for mortals who respect the nature that surrounds them. As such, he can give off either a strong sense of hostility to anyone who threatens his natural realm or one of extreme serenity. To betray his trust is almost certainty going to be a bad thing to those he does not deem worthy of forgiveness.

Favored Subjects:
Animal Kind, Guardians of Nature, Druids, and those that call Nature a friend.

Pariah (.hack//SIGN-inspired RP) — Discussion & Interest Check

Glad to see this.

The Rising: An Original Dark Fantasy

Interested

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Aether Online - A VMMORPG RP inspired by Log Horizon, SAO, and Overlord

I haven't lost faith, that's for sure. Would like to know whats going on though, I've seen this happen far too many times.

Fantasy Seven [Shenanigans]

Aldolani impatiently waited for Kalec to say something but before he could utter a word, a crow landed on his shoulder. He was surprised to say the least and mesmerized with it.

"What a pretty birdy..." he whispered. Then it spoke! A speaking bird? What was this creature? Aldolani and never seen anything like it before. He wanted to touch it, to stroke its little feathers but to touch such a fragile creature, would only hurt it he thought.

Regardless of his thoughts, the Holy Knight listened intently, lapping up everything the bird was saying and found himself nodding in agreement. He was quite thirsty for the morning and longed to really run around.

When it finished talking, Aldolani looked down at Kalec and said, "Yes, we should listen to the pretty birdy! Get up and follow me!"

He then turned around and cautious not to upset the bird, he walked at a slower pace towards the others, so it wouldn't fly away.

@Inertia@Aether Spawn

Fantasy Seven [Shenanigans]

Aldaloni jerked awake suddenly and hit his head on the ceiling when a loud bang could be heard from somewhere in the ship. He rubbed his temple and grunted, had picking the top cot really been in his favor? Probably not, but he arrived to the room first and first come, first serve. Every Holy Knight knew that.

He got down onto the floor and no sooner had he done that he heard one of the women on board yell, very loudly. It was enough to shake the ship and Aldaloni in the process. He fell forward and slammed into some boxes, breaking them in the process. He grunted again, this time slightly annoyed, but what could he expect from a bunch of sins? Not much, not much at all... His annoyance left him almost as quickly as it came, as he laughed at the situation. Everyone on the ship was just so funny and nice, he was sure that it was an accident.

Smiling, he put on his clothes and what he saw as clothes was actually his armor. He felt incredibly naked without it on, even if he was wearing 'civilian' clothing. After that was done and he grabbed Twinsong, he quickly sprinted to the main deck, arriving within under twenty seconds. Even though he had basically abandoned the Holy Knights, his ability to be quick in general was still with him, and for that he was incredibly thankful.

He saw that Feras and Shakita were also on the top deck, so he ran over to them and said, "Hello fellow shipmates, don't you both look lovely as always! How are you today? You wouldn't happen to know what those loud sounds were earlier would you? The first one woke me up unfortunately and I managed to hit my head. That wasn't fun, let-me-tell-you! The other one gave me quiet a scare and, believe it or not, I fell face forward into some boxes!" he laughed after that. Then spotted Kalec and said, "Oh hey, its my Holy Knight friend Kalec sitting all alone on a box off to the side, far away from everyone else on the deck."

Without saying anything else to the two women he bounded over to Kalec and stood in front of him. "Hey Kalec, how's it going man? How come you're all by yourself over here? Is it because you're afraid of women? That's okay pal, they're not so bad once you get to know them. They can be even friendly if you do stuff for them and their impressed by it! Come on Kalec, don't be such a loner, come say hello to my dear friends Feras and Shakita. You'll feel a lot better about yourself afterwards, trust me!"

He waved at the two females before turning back to look at his fellow Holy Knight while tapping his foot impatiently.

@Inertia@The ghost in black@DeathXtheXTree

Aether Online - A VMMORPG RP inspired by Log Horizon, SAO, and Overlord

Okay, here he is. Not too sure about the spells that I've picked so I'll be looking forward to some feedback.

Dramar

Dramar stands at six feet, two inches

Username: Dramar
IRL Name: Luke Kernal
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Theme: Song

Background: TBA

Writing Sample:

“Shit shit shit! Work God Damnit!" Dramar shouted as he desperately clicked the logout button, but to no avail. Ever since this 'Dark Lord' guy had spoken he had been in a frenzied panic, trying to figure out if there was a way to get out of the game and back into the real world. There wasn't really any alternatives to logging out besides clicking the damn button, and he couldn't even do that. Sure he enjoyed video games, and loved the new VVMMORPG shit that constantly kept coming out, so he just had to try Aether Online. The hype was unreal and he had fallen for it like everyone else now stuck in the game.

"Just breath man. Just breath." He spoke aloud to himself amidst a forest outside of Sanctuary. "Just... gotta take it slow, that's all." Dramar started to calm down and think. If there was no logging out, then he was stuck in here. That was painfully obvious but at the same time, at least he wouldn't be alone. There was many, many people on when it happened, he was sure of it. Perhaps someone else had figured out? 'It's just a joke' they'd say and then all hold hands and logout together.

"Ah fuck, who am I kidding?" he groaned before plopping down on his back in the grass out of desperation. He looked up at the trees, knowing they were fake but boy did they look real. Actually, everything looked real and he had his senses which was pretty awesome for a game. But it wasn't the real thing, now was it?

All he wanted to do was kill monsters, level up and get sweet, precious loot. The rarer, the better, as Dramar just loved to show off all the wickedly neat items he could gather. If his avatar looked badass, then he was content and happily showed off to all the noobs. Now that he was stuck here, it was like a whole new game. On the other ones he could re spawn if he died a boss or stupid puzzle but here, he wasn't so sure about what would happen if death claimed him. Something told him he didn't want to find out.

He sighed, sat up and stroked his hairless chin. If he was stuck here, then he needed to become powerful in order to survive. And if death was actually a thing, he wanted to be the farthest away from it as he could. Luckily, there was a class that meant he could do just that, the Cleric. Dramar smiled slightly, he liked this idea a lot. If he became a cleric, not only could he heal himself and prolong his life, but it also meant he would have to heal others. He imagined the line of devout players, coming to him for all their needs, and especially the females.

He sprang up, grabbed his steel sword and with a new purpose for this new life of his, he began his quest. When he was almost out of the forest he stopped dead in his tracks, he had forgotten something vitally important to his own survival and slapped himself on the forehead.

"Mom's going to kill me."

Class: Novice
Level: 9

Stats:
HP - Calculated after acceptance.
MP - Calculated after acceptance.

Skills/Spells:
Skills - N/A
Spells
Light Magic

• Lay on Hands - A healing spell which only works when touching another player or self. Renews the target's hit points by a great amount.
• Invigorating Strike - Radius spell with a lengthy incantation time. When completed, gives a 25% damage boost to all nearby players for 60 seconds.
• Summon Orb - Summoning spell with a small incantation time. When completed, summons a small golden orb that both give off light in dark places and heal a selected target by the summoner for a small amount of hit points.

Inventory:
Steel Sword
Traveler’s Tunic
Health Potion [5]
Mana Potion [5]

Storage:
150 gemstones

Aether Online - A VMMORPG RP inspired by Log Horizon, SAO, and Overlord

Gotta get to bed sadly, will definitely try to finish this soon!

WIP Cleric

Username: Dramar
IRL Name: Luke Kernal
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYIAfiVGluk

Background: Optional.

Writing Sample:

“Shit shit shit! Work God Damnit!" Dramar shouted as he desperately clicked the logout button, but to no avail. Ever since this 'Dark Lord' guy had spoken he had been in a frenzied panic, trying to figure out if there was a way to get out of the game and back into the real world. There wasn't really any alternatives to logging out besides clicking the damn button, and he couldn't even do that. Sure he enjoyed video games, and loved the new VVMMORPG shit that constantly kept coming out, so he just had to try Aether Online. The hype was unreal and he had fallen for it like everyone else now stuck in the game.

"Just breath man. Just breath." He spoke aloud to himself amidst a forest outside of Sanctuary. "Just... gotta take it slow, that's all." Dramar started to calm down and think. If there was no logging out, then he was stuck in here. That was painfully obvious but at the same time, at least he wouldn't be alone. There was many, many people on when it happened, he was sure of it. Perhaps someone else had figured out? 'It's just a joke' they'd say and then all hold hands and logout together.

"Ah fuck, who am I kidding?" he groaned before plopping down on his back in the grass out of desperation. He looked up at the trees, knowing they were fake but boy did they look real. Actually, everything looked real and he had his senses which was pretty awesome for a game. But it wasn't the real thing, now was it?

All he wanted to do was kill monsters, level up and get sweet, precious loot. The rarer, the better, as Dramar just loved to show off all the wickedly neat items he could gather. If his avatar looked badass, then he was content and happily showed off to all the noobs. Now that he was stuck here, it was like a whole new game. On the other ones he could respawn if he died a boss or stupid puzzle but here, he wasn't so sure about what would happen if death claimed him. Something told him he didn't want to find out.

He sighed, sat up and stroke his chin. If he was stuck here, then he needed to become powerful in order to survive. And if death was actually a thing, he wanted to be the farthest away from it as he could. Luckily, there was a class that meant he could do just that, the Cleric. Dramar smiled slightly, he liked this idea a lot. If he became a cleric, not only could he heal himself and prolong his life, but it also meant he would have to heal others. He imagined the line of devout players, coming to him for all their needs, and especially the females.

He sprang up, grabbed his steel sword and with a new purpose for this new life of his, he began his quest. When he was almost out of the forest he stopped dead in his tracks, he had forgotten something vitally important to his own survival and slapped himself on the forehead.

"Mom's going to kill me."

Class: Novice
Level: 9

Stats:
HP - Calculated after acceptance.
MP - Calculated after acceptance.

Skills/Spells:
You gain a number of skills/spells as you progress through the game. You can start with three [3], but should have to be approved first.

Inventory:
Steel Sword
Traveler’s Tunic
Health Potion [10]

Storage:
150 gemstones

Aether Online - A VMMORPG RP inspired by Log Horizon, SAO, and Overlord

@GowiI had no idea, that's cool. I might take a look at it when I get some free time. Anyways, I think I might make a cleric, if no one has any problems with that.