PopeAlessandros

Never Ending Battle ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

This is a 1 x 1 RP between PopeAlessandros and AkiBlue, if you're not us, don't post. Also, M/M, don't like, don't read!

Base Idea: The knight has fought long and hard in the war, and now the war is won. As traditions dictate, he is now the chosen one to marry the next in line for the throne. His deeds in battle has earned him the right, and to turn down the tradition would shame not only him, but also the royal family. The only child of the king and queen, the crowned prince, is not eager to be married off like this, especially to the hero of a war he never supported, and while he begrudgingly agreed that traditions must be upheld, he is more than a little unsettled at the idea of marrying a complete stranger, and a fighter to boot. His own interest run more towards the magical aspects of the world, and he's convinced that a soldier would never understand him.

Setting and stuffs:

I see an old Japanese palace with the nice red pillars and that sweet roof design. Also, set. . . . .Set in the time before electricity, and in a land with non earth domestic an wild animals. Like the gaellahorses from Escaflowne, and the turtleducks from The Las Airbender and stuff like that :P I see my guy having a pet. . . .Something he keeps with him that often pesters your guy. I seee. . .Large gardens, and the palace is set against a huge forest, whole in front is a stretch of forest with a plain on the other side. I see a large stone walkway and rock garden leading up to the steps that take you to the big front doors. I see these people as humans, no extras save for the magic, and magic being common enough that it is an actual field of study. Also see them not having a problem with two guys marrying since they don't 100% rely on the bloodline thing. Our guys could adopt and everyone would be fine with it.

I see my guy having a hard time adjusting, even if he wants to, and having his "Friends" visit, making remarks about the prince in non too polite a manner.

You are on the plains, then you enter a thick line of trees. The path is twisted and dark, but not too long. Once on the other side the land opens up and you are on a wide stone path leading up to a long set of stairs leading to a big black set of doors with beautiful carving and metal studs. The walls are the traditional bottom half stone, top half paper windows, and above that a classic dark green Japanese roof. It is two stories high, with a few towers, one for each corner, and this is where the royalty sleeps. The palace is a perfect square, with a huge garden in the middle open to the sky, and several smaller ones here and there both inside and out. The back part of the palace runs right up against the forest, and some of it's branches hang over the roof.

Small pet that hides in a pocket or something. Like a ferret.

I dunno, I like how is. I was just thinking that some of the gardens had koi pools because those are nice. And the Prince's tower would be in the back. . .right. Back right, yush.

To no longer being a soldier and the like. Also, he never thought he'd be the hero, so, marrying the prince!? Oh boy, now he has to learn to "Be royalty".

He probably has kind parents, though strict when it comes to tradition. . . And he himself is allowed to study magic. What's the basis of magic in this era?

Elemental, the six basics with potential for the sub groupings. Fire, water, earth, air, light, and dark.

Transportation just like horseback and carriages, since we are reversing in time. And turtle cars. . .

I see the Prince not too much of a shut in, but is kept inside for his safety often. Maybe because of the fear of the war and possible assassins? Maybe?

I see the village being a bit spread out, maybe having several crop and animal farms so the country will be more self sufficient.

There's a central part, where all the shops and most of the homes are, with the farms spreading out for miles around.

Any other place to add in the mix? 'Nother palace, secret hiding place in the forest behind the castle? Oh wait- I could do that. Hrm. . . Etc?

Okay, think in shapes. Palace is in a clearing in a forest in the shape of a rectangle. In the front the forest is not too deep and leads to open plane, of to the sides the forest stretches on for a while, one side leadning to a mountain side, the other a great river, more forest, then a plane, and behind the palace is a very thick, very huge, forest. So! The village would be a few miles away from the front of the palace with the open plane between the palace and the village.

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Characters

Main -

Akito Moranaga

Name: Akito Muranaga

Race: Human

Age: 23

Height: 5' 6”

Weight: Average :P

Hair: Waist length, black, silky, normally kept in a high pony, bangs left loose and parted in the middle.

Eyes: Black.

Skin: Fair, but with a slight tan from training out of doors.

Build: Stocky, kinda thicker than average like most warriors, but with a swordsman trim to his figure. No bulging muscles, but a toned body.

Clothes: Traditional light blue Kimono with black hakama pants to show his rank, with a matching light blue haori he wears for special occasions and white obi.

Accessories: Sword and sheath worn on the left side. Sheath is a deep red with the symbol for his house carved into it: The many tailed fox. It also has a few nicks and signs of wear and tear from battle.

Powers/Skills(If Applicable): Swordmaster and stealth expert.

General Personality: Akito was shy as a child, almost to a fault, and he still is, in a way, he's just good at hiding it. He's not very outspoken, but when he has an idea he thinks is good he will fight for it to get heard no matter what. He's quiet and unassuming, and other than his fellow soldiers isn't good in crowds. He has a very gentle nature, not really suited for a warrior, however his passion for protecting his homeland is unparalleled. He enjoys quiet, and will often sneak away to find it.

Background: Born in a small village that was destroyed by invaders not long afterwords. After being relocated to a new village he lived there for several years, not impressing anyone, doing his chores, and spending many hours away in the woods or far up river. It was one of these trips that saved him from yet another raid, but in this one, he lost his parents. When he returned to find the wreckage still in flames, he fled without so much a tear shed. He did not weep for his loss until he was safe and sound in an encampment of the imperial army, given shelter by the captain. He rode with them, having nowhere else to go, and was adopted officially a year later, after the party responsible for his parent's murder was wiped out.

He joined the order as soon as he was able, having trained with his father and the other soldiers since his adopted father could not give up the job just because he had a son, and the captain himself did not have a permanent home to send him to. They would often joke that they were simply a pair of orphans who managed to find one another. As he was always with the troops they became his family and he became quite a talented soldier. Only a few could rival him with the blade, and no one could come anywhere near matching his stealth. He did not however develop the blood lust that a lot of the life long soldiers tended to, instead retaining his love of nature, art, and animals.

On his fifteenth birthday he received a baby Audrat one of the soldiers found while hunting for dinner. Akito raised the infant and eventually it became an invaluable asset to the young man. It's thin ferret like body made it easy to slip through small cracks, while it's almost feline claws and head made it a formidable weapon. It was also key in the mission that made him the hero of the war. After the war was won he went to the ceremony where great deed were honored to support his father and his fellows, and was absolutely floored by the announcement that he would be the one to wed the prince. Knowing that it is for his people, and it would make his father proud, he did not question nor deny the arrangement, however he is at a complete loss for how to proceed.

Hironori Saito

Name: Hironori (Hiro) Saito

Race: Human

Age: 21

Height: 5'9"

Weight: Wouldn't you like to know

Hair: Slightly above shoulder length, shaggy jet black hair

Eyes: Brown

Skin: Tanned skin from being in the sun a lot.

Build: Slender

Clothes: 'Edo, feudal lord garb' - As a prince, he wears the traditional haori and hakama. The style itself is often flashy and bright to signify his status. He enjoys deep red and gold colors. He doesn't wear shoes often, unless he has to go out of the kingdom.

Accessories: Mainly for festivities, he may wear accessories. Often, to keep his hair out of his face, he may wear a red headband or tie his hair back.

Powers/Skills(If Applicable): He studies magic, the basic six elements. He's accomplished creating light and fire the best.

General Personality: Most would consider him as a regular prince. He's well behaved and kind to the people. He's a relatively calm person although a bit stubborn at times, especially when he can't get things his way. The one thing that truly fascinates him is his studies in the elements. Not having many friends or any at all, he's fine with being alone for periods of time. His servants are always around so it's no big deal to him.

Background: Hiro is the first and only son of the royal Saito family. His mother was incapable of giving birth after the first, and because of such, his parents dubbed him as a 'miracle child'. Being such a miracle, they do their best to keep him safe and happy without locking him away from the world. Occasionally, the two slip up and do exactly this, but it's only because they worry so much. The three live a normal royal life, well until recently when his parents told him that he was to be married. Now, he and his parents have been bumping heads a little more lately.

Palace:

Royals -

Staff -

Kaede- Pudgy woman- Servant that is kind of like a mother to Hiro.

Army -

Other -

Might & Magic ~ PopeAlessandros x KatherinWinter

None of these need more than two people, and you have to let me know what you mean by limiting, because to me all of these plots have plenty of potential. None of these have any limits besides the ones the players(Meaning you and me) would potentially put on them, and I tend not to limit in my RPs.

Might & Magic ~ PopeAlessandros x KatherinWinter

Okay, here we go, 12 brand new plots!

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In the time of machines and space travel, magic has become all but a myth. Unfortunately for one young soldier he's about to find out that all those old myths carry quite the bite. During his survival training he finds a young man asleep in the woods. Separated from his unit and unsure what to do next, he decides to consult the young man, thinking he must live in the area. The youth indeed lives nearby, though further away than the soldier could ever imagine. The young man, lost and without his memories, will take them both on a ride they'll never forget.

Fighting for their right to exist, those born without magic gather in groups all around the country, in hiding from the normal, magical people of the world. Life isn't easy, and more than once a group is taken in the blink of an eye, wiped out of existence. The magical people are terrified that if these non magical people are allowed to survive that their non magical blood will pollute the rest of them and tear down the very nature of their world. To them, the non magical people represent a plague, and they are determined to wipe them out. The non magical groups live and grow knowing they can be attacked at any time and as such, they grow up learning to fight, carrying their first weapons as soon as they can pick them up. Curious, one of the magical people begins traveling alone, and finds one of the groups. Easily marked as a mage he is captured. While the non magicals are trying to decide what to do with their acquisition, the young man set to guard him becomes curious, and they begin talking. . .

The land bound men and woman have always had a knack for weapons and combat, while the flying people of the skies have a natural talent for magic and incantation. Those people found high in the mountain, bound neither by the ground nor the sky have a talent for both. Each person is born as a beast, mammals of the land, fowl of the sky, and the rare dragon, wyvvren, drake, winged serpent of both land and sky. These people attain their human forms when they come of age, though they can convert back to them at any time, and learn to control their more animalistic instincts within a few years. Once they come of age they are sent to an island where they run wild, developing among others around their age. Once able to control themselves the youth instinctively seek the beach where they were dropped where others who have regained themselves gather and where adults come to pick them up and bring them home. There is one island for each of the tree types of races, and they are far enough apart that races do not have to worry about the youngsters meeting up with one another. Unfortunately for one youth however, on one of his regular flights the islands are struck by a storm and he falls to earth on one of the other islands. He is now in hostile territory, the races rather vicious to one another before they tame themselves, and sometimes even after.

A long time ago both the Mystics and the Vahalin were driven off the main land by an invading force to the north. Already enemies with one another they settled on separate islands far off the coast of the mainland, and the invading force has been content to leave them be. However over the years both races have been making plans to retake the mainland. Generations have past, but the spirit and drive to take back their homes has not dimmed, and neither has the enmity between the two races. Fearful that the other race has already made headway, both islands act prematurely and end up with most of their first units to go destroyed. There are now only a few survivors, and they are scattered. A Mystic and a Vahalin meet while trying to find their own units. Will they try and kill one another, or will something even more amazing happen?

When the Aluar come of age they are sent out into the world in small groups, sometimes even as small as a pair of youths. The human settlements on this planet are few and far between, and the wilderness is full of beasts and monsters. Some can be tamed, but most just want to eat you. The Aluar live deep in a forest, the forest doubling as protection, and almost prison walls. Only about 20% of those youth who leave ever return, but no one seems to question the tradition. Those who do returns are heroes and add their strength and knowledge to the community. Most are reluctant to speak of their trip at length, but two young boys have managed to wring a few fascinating stories out of their elders. They have looked forward to their coming of age for years, and now that they are about to make the jorney there is no end to their excitement. To ensure they would be allowed to travel with just the two of them they grew up learning very different skills. Because of this training they have not seen each other in six years, but now that it's almost time to leave, the Mage who has done all of his training in seclusion with his master has come out into the light once more to meet with his childhood friend, a Warrior of remarkable skill.

Flying is left to the best pilots. A young man has worked long and hard in the military to gain the right to fly his own airship. His childhood dream finally comes true after three years of service, and in no time he is taking flight on his own for the very first time. Unfortunately, a few of the other pilots whom were passed over for the position he now holds are disgruntled to say the least and have rigged his airship to malfunction. His first flights turns into a disaster as he is forces to crash land on an uncharted continent, and bad turns to worse when it becomes clear that the locals are not happy to see him. He has to flee for his life, taking with him from the crash only what he can carry. One evening a scouting party comes close to catching him, but by the good grace of one of the scouts he manages to elude them. In return the scout seeks him out, wanting to know about the land across the sea, the land where magic seems to be only a myth.

The knight has fought long and hard in the war, and now the war is won. As traditions dictate, he is now the chosen one to marry the next in line for the throne. His deeds in battle has earned him the right, and to turn down the tradition would shame not only him, but also the royal family. The only child of the king and queen, the crowned prince, is not eager to be married off like this, especially to the hero of a war he never supported, and while he begrudgingly agreed that traditions must be upheld, he is more than a little unsettled at the idea of marrying a complete stranger, and a fighter to boot. His own interest run more towards the magical aspects of the world, and he's convinced that a soldier would never understand him.

There are those who have magic, and those that don't. There is no real different between these two types of people, so far as science can tell. However, humanity has never been one for tolerating differences. A schism ha been slowly forming between these two different kinds of people since the very first signs of magic awakened in a human being, and now the distrust and fear has reached it's peak. A war has begun, and the world has divided down the middle. Those without magic have armed themselves with technology, however those with magic also know how to use tech. It seems like no matter what, those with magic will one day wipe out those without magic, but not everyone is willing to partake in this mass genocide. There are a handful of people who want to see this war ended, peacefully. Now all they need is to get each side to listen to the other. To that end, representative from both sides are selected and plan to seek out the neutral camps on the other side. On his way to a neutral non magical camp, a mage finds a wounded soldier from the non magical community. He believes in the war and resents what the mage represents, but the mage is unwilling to just let him die. He must now decide what to do with the wounded man.

The trail has grown cold for the renegade wizard who fled the army for unknown reasons. A specialist is called in who's skills at tracking errant magical traces are second to none. He takes on the job on an outside contract for the local militia and sets out to find this AWOL magic user. Not a magic user himself he has to travel on foot to track his prey, and for several weeks the wizard is able to evade the bounty hunter, however eventually his tricks run out and he is captured. Will he be able to talk his way out of this, or will he become just another victim to the hunter and return against his will to his own version of hell.

A captain's unit has been working far too long without a mage, and when the order comes down that a new one if going to be added to his unit against his wishes, he begrudgingly complies. He was close friends with the last one and when the new one joins them he wants nothing to do with it. The mage senses the near hostile feelings coming not only from the captain but the rest of the soldiers. Unsure of what else to do he does his job as best he can, but when the unit is ordered on a long term scout mission he grows nervous, and with good reason. They are set to go to the furthest reaches of the territory and patrol the border for three weeks. It will take at least a week to get there, and tensions run high in the group being so far from home. As an easy target, the mage finds himself taking the brunt of their frustrations, but he is determined to do his job. The captain does little to stop the bullying, but after a while he realizes that maybe this guy isn't so bad. . . .And perhaps he deserves better.

Locked away for years in the cave of a elder dragon the young mage emerges after the beast's death to find the world a changed place. The once green fields are now stained red with blood, and the once peaceful people he was born from are at each other's throats. Unsure of what to do he begins traveling, trying to find someone who will tell him what's happened, however everyone he meets flees before him. While he was away, his race began a war with the people of the world, thinking themselves superior and have claimed themselves gods. The youth knows nothing of this, and does not realize it's his very appearance that is striking fear into everyone. He happens upon a warrior one day who does not run, and instead attacks. He defends himself using what he learned from the dragon and woulds the man. The warrior thinks he's finished but as the mage begins healing his wounds, he becomes mystified, not knowing what to make of this odd creature.

Time magic is very temperamental. Everyone known this, but still the young time wizard pays no attention, thinking that he'll never make a mistake. He's just that good! However he is about to find out that he's not as good as he thinks he is. It's been two months since his last jump and he's recovered enough energy to have another go. Unfortunately his calculations are off and as he casts a fracture in time sends him hurtling back to a time before magic existed. He still has his power, but it's going to take a very long time until he has enough energy to return to his own time. In the mean time he has to learn how to survive in the ancient world, and ancient studies was never one of his best classes. Even if he manages to settle though, the fracture in time is still there, and wreaking havoc on the timeline. If he can't figure out how to fix the mess he made, history itself may cease to exist. One of the local militia becomes curious about this newcomer, and after being accused of being a warlock the mage has to appeal to the young man's curiosity to save his life.

Might & Magic ~ PopeAlessandros x KatherinWinter

I'm having fun, don't worry. :P

Might & Magic ~ PopeAlessandros x KatherinWinter

Six down, six to go. Sorry, the broadness of your likes and RL kicking my butt is making this take longer than it should. I'll get it done today, promise :P

The Rebel Vampire

Just look up my E-male: [e-mail]

From A Innocent's Perspective ~ PopeAlessandros x Hellsgamergirl

*Poke*

The Rebel Vampire

When I offered the Skype option it was with good reason. I have a hard time remembering I have PMs. You should see my e-mail, I never check it either. And I'm also phobic about having my face on the intronet, so when I say Skype, I just meant as a messenger system. I don't do video calls, no no. . . .Only to my little siblings two states over. My name secret until I trust people enough not to come looking for me. I'm irrationally afraid of showing myself online, so yeah. . . .Skype would be writing down, and you'd get responses on a far more regular basis. If you insist on PM though, I warn you, you may have to remind me here in the OOC that you sent me a PM. No joke :P

The Rebel Vampire

*Clings* Nuuu! No trying to kill the TShara-chan! Mine RP partner, no need for that, I helps! I give damns, many damns, always the damns! *Giggles* Sorry, that's just me being me :P And I'm glad you're not mad. I'm a very literal person when it comes to certain things, and when I see the words seems, feels like, and stuff like that I can just feel the overwhelming urge to scream" Perception doesn't matter! Look at the facts! People use to think the earth was flat because of the way they perceived it, but that didn't make it right!"

Anyways, this is not a fun subject, though I have enjoyed your full responses to me. Most people just stomp a foot and go "I right, you wrong!" and that's not a fun way to hold a debate :P

Oh, and about your use of the word "cure". . . .You are right. When someone has a diagnosable mental health issue, like she and I have, there is no cure. There is however the "Least destructive way of dealing with problem." You'd be surprised how many things can be dealt with naturally, without chemical intervention, as long as the patient is willing to keep at it.

Soooo. . . . .*Settles in* Would you like to talk here, or do you have skype? I'm around anytime I'm not sleeping, or kidnapped.