manapool1

Fairy Tail: We Are Family

Chelm looked to the two before him with a questioning stare. Perhaps he was some what confusing or his request was odd, but they seemed creeped out by him. It was as if they were in the unsure area of fear and just realizing you're strange. Luckily, he had a way to redeem himself from this as they asked about which guild he was in. Without a word he grabbed his shirt, parting the cloak he wore, and rose it to reveal a small section of his stomach. Considering how many scars and strange pieces miscellaneous things strapped to him he bore, he didn't want to scare them. So he hid those a much as he could, revealing only the tattoo on his stomach. It was the fairy tail insignia. Chelm let out a roaring laugh.
"oh course, why else would I accompany another wizard so welcomingly, because we are all from the same guild of course"

Pokémon Hoenn: α and Ω

That was a bit of an inside out thing

Oh, hey, sorry for sort of taking over with my all this for so long.

Pokémon Hoenn: α and Ω

"I can't...we...we were seperated..." rants began, between heavy heaves and breaths. Having her mind invaded was a very powerful experience. She seemed bummed out, suddenly melancholy instead of cynical and cruel. This changed as she rigidly change again, making and fist and stomping the ground. "Gah! I didn't want anyone to know about that! You'very ruined everything" she shouted at gardevoir, running at her with a furry of weak, exhausted punches at the taller Pokémon as high as she could. These would fade and she would fall to her knees.
"I only ever wanted to go back to him, but...but when someone tried to capture me, it worked, so he must have released me for good"

Pokémon Hoenn: α and Ω

Titania knew however that the strange memories were coming from the wrong part of the mind. "No wonder Khuda couldn't control this Ralts," the Gardevoir mused, "Ralts has much more experience than we thought and Khuda has fewer badges than is required to gain her respect." Titania did a psychic scan and found the control centre where the core and short term memories were kept. It was quite a distance away so to cut time, Titania used Teleport to get there.

On a pedestal with lines of light radiating out into where the long term memories were kept were a series of orbs that held every memory that defined Ralts' personalities. "Jackpot!" thought Titania with a grin as she started reading into why Ralts was tenaciously defiant.

@James Davy

Ralts lay completely asleep now, a small snot bubble inflating and deflating with every inhale and exhale. She seemed to have some mastery over it regardless of being asleep, as it still stayed inflated and did not pop despite how much air she kept in it. The memories she would see where mainly of the tiny ralts on the ground, covered in minor wounds littering her body as she writhed in pain, clearly from a previous pokemon battle. One was surprisingly of her and a mysterious young man, both of them eating together and her looking up to see him smile and smiling back, only to gulp down her puffing quickly. The next was of her and that same man in a large river, him carrying her on his back, only for him to be swept back and her pulled off of him, causing her to go down stream too quick for him to respond. THe ralt's bubble popped and she started to wake up, knowing what had happened, but she kept her levels low so that the gardevoir would have a harder time noticing.

Star wars rp?

Hey, don't mind me, but I was going to make a Free Star Wars RP - had written up a draft and everything, but then two things happened:

1) I got busy with my Nation RP, which has sucked my time dry.

2) I saw you'd got there first, and I didn't want to risk it looking like I was stealing your thunder.

So with all that in mind, here's what I came up with. I thought you guys might have wanted to see it, just on the off chance that it gave you a couple of ideas or whatever. It might be total trash, in which case, throw it in the bin or bury it in the garden.

The idea was based in the immediate aftermath of Order 66; a Jedi has been imprisoned, and is awaiting execution (played by one guy/gal), whilst a crack team of mercenaries (played by the rest) intend to raid the Clones' outpost and rescue them.

Anyways, whatever you end up doing, have fun and I hope it goes well!

Star Wars: Extraction

Star Wars

The Extraction

Setting: It has been three hours since Darth Sidious issued the notorious Order 66. The Jedi Order has been laid to wast; its ranks blasted to smithereens by the very Clone Troopers that it was leading into battle across the CIS-held Outer Rim. Those of the Order who are not already dead, have either taken flight to exile, or are awaiting execution.

On the violet-tinted botanical paradise of Garqi, one such captured Jedi has been secluded in solitary confinement; they await the end with steadfast composure.

Little do they know, that a band of Force-snubbing mercenaries, paid by an unknown benefactor, is about to touch down in a commandeered LAAT/c to spring their release.

This crack team of warriors-for-hire haven't much in the way of light sabers or force powers, but they're packing plenty of blasters, grit and experience. The Clone Troopers guarding the Jedi are about to be put to the test against renowned hired-guns.

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Base 97, a Republic outpost on Garqi's surface of little importance - save that it houses a captured Jedi, who is being prepared for execution. Hundreds of Clones anxiously patrol the grounds, awaiting the command to destroy their charge. A drop ship is just touching down - a routine, scheduled munitions delivery - and it's about to tear them a new one.

Mercenaries: x 6

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Jedi: x 1

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@Frengo

That's amazing, thank you so much. If you ever join, I will make you could owner and treat you nicely, this was very generous and more of you to do, thank you!

Pokémon Hoenn: α and Ω

The ralts would fall asleep, but with a smile. She knew this would only make things harder to do. Suddenly, in between the memories floating by, most of which of her faking to sleep or being beaten in a battle, strange memories started to go by, completely unlike the others. Clowns shootinget at ratata with water guns, cakes being turned into berries and exploding. Her memories where being clouded by dreams.

The age of humans is fairly new

@manapool1 Yay! That's all I needed to hear! ^o^ I'll post her in the Char tab tomorrow. Oh and I guess...uh..a striker? All I can say is she hits pretty hard.

@Rusalka

Hard hitting is a brawler

The age of humans is fairly new

@manapool1

Lyn stood up and sheathed her sword. She slowly moved her mask up, covering her mouth. She checked that she had all of her knives were in their correct positions, before turning back towards Kannan.
"What sort of monsters can we expect to meet in there?" She asked, "We should have as much information as possible."

@Carlsberg

"From my adventures it was a very wide variety. Most of the dungeon was filled with mimics, golem and inanimate objects that had come to life some how. Each of the objects had some sort of gem to control it. Lower in the depths was the bathing houses and water based parts. A lot of gelatinous blobs and water breathing fish Ken of some sort where their. I did not dare go into the last room, it was locked and do I could feel steam rising from the door...I suspect that is where you find the thing creating all of these monsters" he stated without a bat of an eye, his face as stern aso always. He turned to the girl drinking and sighed. "Such a strange lady,me rhapsody when you return, I will bring you one of the alcoholic beverages of my people"

The age of humans is fairly new

@manapool1 Thanks. I edited the skill part mostly, a little more explanation. As for close combat, it's mostly a broad term. She's good with swords and axes and stuff, and even knows how to fight unarmed, but all in all she prefers her bow.

@Rusalka

I meant how as in, is she a take down fighter, or an aggressive striker, blah blah blah. It doesn't matter
Approved

The age of humans is fairly new

"Veralyn, Goddess of the Hunt, guide me."

NIRAYANE SHEAR-BREEZE

Alias:

Nira for short

Species:

Elf

Height:

5'4''

Weight:

Roughly 135 lbs. Has a fairly muscular build

Personality:

Cold, taciturn, and a woman of barely any words. Nira isn't much when it comes to speaking, or smiling for that matter, because she is mute. Rather she mostly communicates through stern glares and harsh body motions. She's not afraid to get her hands dirty (or bloody) and has an absolute hatred for humankind in general. For her, there is only one thrill, and that is the thrill of the hunt, but when it comes to matters other than hunting, Nira enjoys to be out and about in nature, as it is where she feels most tranquil, whether it is traversing the high, jagged rocks of the mountains or taking a peaceful dip in the sparkling crystal waters of a lake. Nira is also more fond of women rather than men when it comes to romance, but either man or woman, she finds it hard to trust others and mostly prefers to work alone.

Bio:

Life was not always so grand growing up in the eastern Elven Empire of Telnivir. Rather, it was monotonous to the young elven girl. Born to a family of nobles, Nirayane had everything handed to her upon platters of the finest gold, lavish, elegant clothing, precious, priceless gems and jewelry that sparkled so radiantly, wealth, all that a noble elf's daughter could ask for...except for her of course. She was smothered no less, protected as though she were nothing more than a priceless trinket. Her parents had even betrothed her to a wealthy and handsome steward of the Imperial Court, yet Nirayane felt no love for him, nor any sort of affection. Nay, what she longed for was freedom, liberation from her gilded cage, her tightly clenching shackles of obligations to the haughty and stuffy nobility.

Such came for her one fateful evening, when she had finally made her decision to cut all ties with her family and free herself from the bondage of her elegant lifestyle. She had only made it so far through the thick of the forest, until suddenly she was set upon by a rowdy clan of brigands named the Black-Horned Elks, led by a brutish orc woman named Aeryn Eaglethorn.

Aeryn took the girl captive and chained her up in her personal quarters at the abandoned fortress of Raven's Perch, believing certain she would fetch a pretty coin from her family, but as the years waned on, her cruel treatment of Nirayane lessened and she slowly became smitten with the elven maiden. Nirayane the same had grown attached to the orc, developing romantic feelings for her, and soon the two were lovers. Through her time together with the bandits she became molded by the brutality surrounding her day in and day out and developed her own kindred bloodlust.

Aeryn took note of this and allowed her to participate in raids, pillages, and heists to satiate her fearsome appetite. She became skilled with an assortment of weapons, yet favored the bow above all, her prowess in archery nearly unmatched as she could kill a target from almost leagues away, earning her the title Shear-Breeze. Other attributes she learned from her savage companions were how to live off the land, to hunt for meat and for hides and to gather special herbs and reagents for brewing potions and poisons, and to tame wild animals, except for her beloved orc of course.

Yea life was wonderful for the newly crowned Queen of the Elks, yet...how cruel fate be that this life as well be shattered.

Twas upon one grim day when a couple of bandits returned to the fortress from a recent raid, spattered in blood and with eyes widened in fear. The chieftain Aeryn asked them of what they had done, and the men simply answered....unknowingly they had killed the wife and daughter of the Imperial Guard Captain. In her blind, berserk rage the orc beheaded them both and ordered to Nirayane and their men...prepare for battle. It wasn't long after, the Captain and his men came thundering towards the fortress with only one goal in mind, burn it to the ground. The battle was quick, bloody, and with numerous, grisly casualties upon both sides, one of which was the bandit queen's lover. Nirayane could only witness in horror as her beloved Aeryn was skewered by many a sword blade before she fell to her death from the stone tower of Raven's Perch.

She fled the fortress with her remaining men, and through several dark and harrowing times, they traveled towards the west to the kingdom of Kalardia. It was during that period, the queen's crown began to falter, as did her leadership over the unruly brutes. They made several forceful, unwanted advances upon her, and soon the elven maiden was once again a slave. In her desperate bid to be free of her tormentors, she had no choice but to slay them in cold blood. As if Fate herself had frowned upon her, the brigand's luck only grew worse, as she was seized at the border of Kalardia and imprisoned awaiting execution, seething with anger behind grit teeth and glaring eyes.

The day had come for her date with the headsman's axe, and it would be a long, long journey to the execution grounds. However, thanks to an attack by a fearsome and mysterious black dragon, Nirayane broke free of her bonds and escaped into the woods, where she has made her safe haven. Now, she hunts and kills anyone, often ambushing weary travelers and pilfering their valuable goods.

Rank:

N/A

Alignment:

Chaotic Neutral

Age:

32 (In Elven years)

Items:

A quiver of arrows, caltrops, small vials of various poisons (hand crafted by her), and a sage green ocarina which she plays now and again.

Weapons:

A pinewood bow with thick, gauged horse hair twine, a small war axe and a sharp, curved dagger.

Skills:

-Archery
-Horseback riding
-Taming animals
-Close quarters combat
-Crafting medicines and poisons
-Parkour/free-running

Abilities:

-Very acrobatic
-Swift reflexes
-A keen, sharpened sense of her surroundings
-Enhanced vision
-Can practically sleep anywhere (prefers to sleep in trees or high places)

Magick:

None

Other:

(I drew all those pics btw hehe ^___^)

@Rusalka

Awesome character, amazing art work and I love it. Just express the level of skill she is in, if you want and the type of hand to hand combat and we're set.