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5 mos ago
Current Andddd from 29 to 30. At this point in life, I should know what to do right? RIGHT? Anyway, managed to add another decade to my life, time for the next countdown to fourty.
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1 yr ago
And from 28 to 29. I'm giving serial killer vibes with these status updates. I will never stop. NEVER. Anyway, I can smell the 30. One year to go before shit hits the fan. :)
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2 yrs ago
Anddddd from 27 to 28, it has become a traditon. Damm, 30 is starting to peek around the corner.
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3 yrs ago
From 26 to 27. I'm gonna make this a tradition, goddammit
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4 yrs ago
And went from 25 to 26. Man. I should really update my status more
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Bio

Well hello there my name is Ojo and I am a 27 year old dutch girl.

My roleplay range is wide, from vampires to military and fairy's to anime. These are some of my favourite though

-vampire
-samurai
-Keltic/ scottish.
-Myth and legends

I can enjoy a good 1X1 roleplay, but if there is a good group rp with lots of active players I am good to go as well. Further do I prefer to take the female roles but I can play males as well ( note that they tend to be flirty or charming towards interesting female chars)

Little bit about myself:
- I am a Forester and a lumberjack. Though I currently work as a lawnmower (with the big machines to do that XD)
-I collect and wear kimono. KIMONO LOVE,KIMONO LIVE
- I am a fanatic LARP'r who goes on weekends away from time to time with the samurai,elven or healers LARP crew I am a part of. (Love the healer char. I have a roller pin as weapon and it is amazing how fearful that thing can be)

- Gotta love anime, you can always strike a concersation with me about that.
- I am a cosplayer, and I love to take pictures of them as well as standing model.
- I am a crazy person, run while you have the chance ;)

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Name:Alonso De Salazar ( Alon for short)(nicknamed, the black rain)
Gender: male
Age: 26
Species: Aengeal, witch hunter
Alignment: Neuteral evil
Born in: Bomen, Fagus
Appearance:


Personality: Alon is a man with a misson, a clear goal in sight. To kill a witches and anything related to them. Ruthless and and evil, he will do anything to reach his goal. He does have a heart underneath his evil appearance.

Bio: The son of Frize De Salazar and born into a clan of witch hunters. He has Always killed them with no remorse whatsoever. His hunt became more personal though when his mentor, Balthazar du Rugues got killed by a witch. Ever since then he went rouge from his clan and traveled from town to town just to kill witches. He is a religious man who prays to god and confesses his sins every week.

Power 1: swordsman, he can read his opponements movements and counter-react the moment the enemy makes the first movement. He is very fast
Power 2: He can let a angel posess his body, givng him white wings and the abilety to control lighting.



Likes: flowers, fighting, swords, the colour white and the church
Dislikes: witches, curses, betrayal and mushrooms.
Family: Frize De Salazar(father), Selene (mother), Aminella ( ami, little sister)
Friends: Kurosu(his Katana)

Sentimental Attachment: the silver cross he wears around his neck. His mentor gave it to him shortly before he was murdured.


Weapon:katana
Other: before every battle he says a prayer.


Name: Ceres Bane
Age: 20
Sex: female
Species: human/cursed witch
Alignment: chaotic neutral
Born in: Bomen, Prunus
Appearance : The first thing you will notice about Ceres is her white hair ( a result of the curse, she had brown hair before) and her ash mauve eye’s. She also wears lether gloves that prevent her from burning everything she touches.



Personality: a girl that loves to stay away from other humans. She comes over as shy but she isn’t, she is just hiding herself afraid to hurt the people she cares about. Ceres is a good friend that cherishes everyone she calls close and will even kill for them to save them.

Bio: Ceres has lived a fairly normal life until her 14 birthday when she accedentaly damaged the grave of a witch. Because of that she became cursed and can turn into ash and she can control flames( the latter is still not a thing yet for she cannot control them) Her father and mother are both still alive and run a flowershop. After the accident at the grave however she started to distance herself from her family for she was afraid she would burn them with her curse she could not control. She has wandered the streets more than she was at home and loved to fight. Her elder sister is the one she wishes to protect the most for she is the only one Ceres can rely on.

Power 1: turning to ash and controlling remenants of fire in common. ( embers, coal)
Power 2: She can burn anything she touches, she cannot control this jet. Hence the leather gloves she wears all the time, so she cannot burn anything by accident.

Likes: flowers, her sister,
Dislikes: remarks about her white hair, witches, curses and pickels
Family: father, mother, elder sister and her brother in law
Friends: non
Sentimental Attachment: flowers, they now wither if she touches them. She used to dream of becoming a florist. so her brother in law made her a silver flower on request of her sister.


Weapon: small dagger


Other:try pick a fight with her I dare you ;) she knows material arts from her time of street fighting

Cs
Name: Ainmire (AHN-meer) nickname: mad wolf king
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Species: Human.
profession: king of Azaera
Born in: Azaera, Kirza Fu
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Appearance:


Personality: Short temperd and foul mouthed, this man is one you do not want as your enemy. He does not know the word mercy and takes what he wants, this includes Kingdoms and woman alike. Being in hes precence will install fear in your very being.

Bio: Ainmire was born as the crown prince of Azeara, a Kingdom who shared the westerns lands together in peace with others. From a young age it was clear he excelled in the arts of fighting with his main weapon being a Claymore. At the age of 18 his Kingdom was attacked by another kingdome forcing him to take command of the royal army. He soon triomphed and returned home, putting the head of the enemy king on a spike. Showing it to all who passed by the gates of the royal keep. His father became saddend with this act and dismissed him from the army sending him towards Kirza-Fu, to spend his time in prayer. There he met a Deami, a demonic priest who taught him the dark arts. After 3 years of solice within the mountains of Kirza-fu, Ain, as he was know by his family, retuned towards the Royal keep, having redeemd himself in the eye's of his father. It soon became clear that the temple mountains had done nothing good to his behavior for he started to plunder and manslaughter on a daily basis, enjoying he torturing of man. This continued for another 4 years before his father disowned his son, and made his only daughter heir to the throne. Outraged, Ain rallied his men and took over the throne with violence, killing his father and mother, sparing only his sister. He made her swear off any claim to the throne and exciled her. Now with nothing in his way, he raised his army once again and started to conquer all the country's within his reach, devouring them like a mad wolf would do with a deer, earning him the nickname mad wolf king. Right now his kingdom has stopped attacking other nations like Bomen, for they are gathering strenght, Orcs, goblin's and withces are welcomed with open arms in his army.

Power 1: Swordskills, He is an unmatched swordsman.
Power 2: He posesses dark magic, abeling him to use shadows and dive deep within someone's soul, torturing them
Likes: woman, obidiance, killing, power and fear for him.
Dislikes: rebellion, betrayal, weaklings and Elves
Family: Father: Ainmore
Mother: Cermire
Sister: Gwena
Friends: his claymore
Sentimental Attachment: His throne,
Weapon: Claymore











@EurmalEye @Maria 127 @Biohazard

it has started, tagg some good RP'rs will ya

EDIT oh yeah, Eurmal and Maria, you can post your chars in the char tab already.
reserved for whatever I want to post here later
Mythica,
A peacefull world, all lived together in harmony and peace.
The beastman in the north,
The elves behind the mountains,
The humans of the West and East,
The creatures of the South,
And the nomads of the Lost land,
One day however a new king got crowned in the human kingdom of the West, ringing the bell of an new era. The era however turned out to be one of blood and death, for the new king had one vision. An united world under his rule. Like a mad wolf the rapidly devoured the small kingdoms around him until only a few Kingdoms were free of his terror, but not for long. The Kingdoms that stood free were defenden by mountains, the mad kings army could not cross them. The Kingdoms have been fighting and fighting for their freedom for three years, hoping someone or something would save them. Just like in old times, when the towers of Mytica choose someone or something to protect the peace of the world.


Hy there and welcome to Mythica, destiny calls.

So basicly this RP is about a mad young king who wants to conquer the world. The world Mythica is protected since acient times by four towers representing the four directions of the wind. One of the towers, the one located in Azaera the tower of the west, has been demolished. The towers have always been a place of prayer and peace and a priest or priestess inhabits them. It is the job of the priest or priestess to choose individuals to protect the peace and harmony of the world. The Choosen ones can be recognized by a symbol located somewhere on their body.
The world consists of many races and many Kingdoms
Country's:









Roles to play:
Ofcourse you can play as a hero choosen to stop the mad king. You cannot however play a tower Priest or Priestess for they will be NPC controlled by me or my co GM. The mad king is also not an option for he will come much later in the RP. you can however play an bad guy or girl who hunts down the heroes ( or something like that) just make sure to get GM or CO-GM approval before you post anything in the char-tab.

You are free to make up to three chars, anymore will become a bit to chaotic. (exception being for the GM or CO-GM for somethimes we need to make some baddy's to keep the plot going) NPC are as always no problem, we all have this one importand brother or sister who does not play with us :) You can make a char with a race not on this world, example you can be a dwarf.
There will also be an limit on races and such, I cannot have the whole RP made of witchhunters or elves.
Aengeals are limited to two in this RP.

Cs
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Species:
profession:
Born in:( Kingdom, city name. you can think of something)
Alignment:
Appearance:

Personality:

Bio:

Power 1:
Power 2:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Family:
Friends:
Sentimental Attachment:
Weapon:
Other:

Pet Name:
Pet Age:
Pet Gender:
Pet Species:
Pet Apperance:

Pet Personality:

Pet Power 1:
Pet Power 2:

Your chars has to get approval by me or my CO-GM.

And last but not least, our rules:
-No hating on each others char, respect the fantasy of another.
-No 18+ smooching things, if you have a romance, fine I encourage it. But the moment you go any further than kissing with your chars please take it to your PM section ;)
-what I or my CO-GM say goes ( to much powerrrrrr)
-Have fun, that is the most importand one.
-and to prove to me you have read throught this entire thing please tell me who your savior and overlord is please ^,^
I have left the treath and removed my chars from the chartab. I am very disapointed and a tad sad that this RP died. If there are others that wish to join our new RP, PM me.

anyway adjeu, goodby, vaarwel, chiao and sayonara
@LadyRunic Take your time lady, I hope you will feel better soon. *soft hug*
Laira noticed her eye's had trouble adjusting to the brightness of this strange place. Rays of sunshine hit the watersurface, making it sparkel like a thousand diamonds. She walked around taking in the natural beauty around her, basking in the sunlight. The water looked refreshing to Laira and soon she sat down in the shallow parts of the river laying her back on the rocks, that had been made smooth my years and years of water polishing them.

As she laid in the river, not caring a tiny bit that her clothes got drenced again, she tought about what happend. Who was the kelpie that had lead her here, it was not Clyde, of that she was sure. Slowly but surly a realization crept upon Laira's toughts as she windend her eye's

With a firm movement Laira stood up and rushed out of the river, looking around her. The peace she had felt earlier had dissapeared compleatly and got replaced by a small fear. She still remembered the feeling of getting dragged down into the icey waters of the sea last night. The needle like stings in her longes as the air left her. She found it strange for her to get dragged down like that, she had never failed to swim before.

''who is she?'' She heard a soft voice wisper into the air. Laira turned towards the source of the sound only to see some strange creatures dive away into the river, Nymphs. They confirmed the suspicion Liara had about this place.

'' the Fae world'' She mumbled as she walked back to the shore of the river.
'' How did I end up in here in god's name'' a sound seemed to awser the question she had asked herself. Again Laira turned around, seeing the creature that had made the gurgeling sound. It was a red salamander, roughly the size of a cat that had made the sound. He had golden eye's that seemed to pierce her very soul, judging her werether she was a treath or not.
A bit startle by this strange appearance Laira started to introduce herself.

''Oh, well hello there'' Laira said before kneeling to the eyehight of the salamander.
''My name is Laira, as you probably have noticed already I am human. I am searching for a Kelpie, do you now if they live near here or do you know of someone who might know them?'' She said giving her kindest smile. She did not wanted to upset the Salamander.
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