Haha, if I were a god of any self respect I'd never bow. Now I'll just be kissing your metatarsals as I hope for forgiveness. =p @Zelosse
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Player; DK
Age; 23
Sex; Male
Occupation; Air Force
Location; Alnilam
Race; Rakshasa
Dead men tell no tales
So listen to this story from a whale
She sailed the silver river
But only found a purple butler
There was a grey parrot, and the crane both agree
That the turtle should search for the one manatee
Now you see your monster
Or maybe your insanity
The pirate needs more ales
Age; 23
Sex; Male
Occupation; Air Force
Location; Alnilam
Race; Rakshasa
Dead men tell no tales
So listen to this story from a whale
She sailed the silver river
But only found a purple butler
There was a grey parrot, and the crane both agree
That the turtle should search for the one manatee
Now you see your monster
Or maybe your insanity
The pirate needs more ales
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CS: rechonq's Lance
Name: Weston Kaiser
Colour: Orange
Symbol:
Race: Human
Status: Student
Age: 17
Bio: West is very direct. He specializes in penetrating armor and defenses. He is a very skilled jouster and has mastered an art of fighting with lances. Having a steed was a very big problem so West worked on his own speed immensly. He was second to none in speed, but a lance required speed of an even greater level. He discovered a pair of dust enhanced boots that allowed him to jump off of anything, including air. He also included explosive dust in the hilt, for even more speed in his attacks. One of the greatest traits he added was the drill. This helps him mostly for accuracy and power. His 1v1 fighting is very powerful, and the bigger a target is the easier for him, but when it comes to numbers he is very much in trouble. Realizing this weakness he doned his shield and began training in quicker movements. It's become a subconcious reaction for him to discharge his lance blast as a quick escape to certain death. His shield is also meant to give stablization while firing. West almost never misses his mark. A moving target is the only possible way for him to miss, but even then he is very good at predicting movements. Most of his fighting style requires prediction of the enemies movements. Missing any attack with his Lance can prove costly.
Gender: Male
Weapon: Drill Lance Rifle and Shield. The Lance doubles as a sniper firing a high velocity rotating projectile. It has a lot of penetrating capability, but that sacrifices the overall damage done.
Semblance/Special Ability: Penetration. His attacks are few but calculated and very powerful.
Equipment: His Drill Lance Rifle, Shield, 7 dust rounds for his rifle, Jump boots.
Sorry it's late, but I'm finally getting time to get this in here. If there is anything wrong or any suggestions, please tell me. I am very open to everything.
Name: Weston Kaiser
Colour: Orange
Symbol:
Race: Human
Status: Student
Age: 17
Bio: West is very direct. He specializes in penetrating armor and defenses. He is a very skilled jouster and has mastered an art of fighting with lances. Having a steed was a very big problem so West worked on his own speed immensly. He was second to none in speed, but a lance required speed of an even greater level. He discovered a pair of dust enhanced boots that allowed him to jump off of anything, including air. He also included explosive dust in the hilt, for even more speed in his attacks. One of the greatest traits he added was the drill. This helps him mostly for accuracy and power. His 1v1 fighting is very powerful, and the bigger a target is the easier for him, but when it comes to numbers he is very much in trouble. Realizing this weakness he doned his shield and began training in quicker movements. It's become a subconcious reaction for him to discharge his lance blast as a quick escape to certain death. His shield is also meant to give stablization while firing. West almost never misses his mark. A moving target is the only possible way for him to miss, but even then he is very good at predicting movements. Most of his fighting style requires prediction of the enemies movements. Missing any attack with his Lance can prove costly.
Gender: Male
Weapon: Drill Lance Rifle and Shield. The Lance doubles as a sniper firing a high velocity rotating projectile. It has a lot of penetrating capability, but that sacrifices the overall damage done.
Semblance/Special Ability: Penetration. His attacks are few but calculated and very powerful.
Equipment: His Drill Lance Rifle, Shield, 7 dust rounds for his rifle, Jump boots.
Sorry it's late, but I'm finally getting time to get this in here. If there is anything wrong or any suggestions, please tell me. I am very open to everything.
Has anyone noticed my difference in terms? Mostly it's the mortals and the Fae who assign things titles, the War of Immortals, the Heartbreaker, Bloodforger, etc. The gods simply say names, positions, or 'the war'. It's not as grand to them as to the earthlings. I do mix it up a bit though, occasionally the heart or someone will use a mortal title of something. Occus tends to pick up words from the Fae, and Boreas is generally more dramatic, so that explains them.
I've noticed. It's very well done, while managing so many characters. And keeping so many secrets. I certainly couldn't do it.
And Flemmings doesn't get the final say in whether Thalios gets the underworld. This is still a council, he's just the head mediator basically. I'm sure if Flemmings decided to just up and give Thalios the underworld, both Thalios and Flemmings would have just declared war with several gods. There would be two more to add the underworld you so greatly desire. @Zelosse
10;22 here. I normally post from around 8-12 so yeah.
Oh ok sorry, and I have a question. Do nicknames have power as well?
"Ahh yes, I'm Landon. I'm sure we'll be meeting a lot soon, and right now I sort of want to hear what the gods are discussing." Landon followed Cia through the portal back to Olympus. The portal emptied out into the hall just outside of the meeting room. He entered and followed around the back of the room to a good seat. He came in time to hear Flemmings giving Thalios permission to head a council of the underworld or something along that line. It seemed extreme. Evidently some big things were going on here. He wondered what discussion of the aliens have happened if any. He realized something after looking at Thalios again. He didn't feel anything strange here in this meeting. These gods were all "normal" if he could say that. He noticed Alec had return to his normal form again and seemed rather focused on Flemmings and Thalios.
I'm here too, but I put mine in the characters tab as well.
Lositay wasn't much interested in the Hunt. It was too direct for his tastes. He would much rather people watch on such days, but with the Hunt and the peace talks going on, it seemed like no one was enjoying themselves. Normally on days as boring as this he would lay in the branches of one of his great ent friends, but he was active in the hunt and left Lost to his own devices. He hopped from tree to tree looking for trouble. Others trouble of course as he was very particular to ride the line of right and wrong never to cross it. He came across an interesting sight. Aisling was going out today. Did she know of Falk's plan to hunt soon? Lost silently followed her as she passed through the Fall-Summer gate onto the Summer side. He didn't dare leave the Fall Realm today so instead he waited patiently.
Several hours had passed as Lost played his flute with the tune of the wind and the trees. He added a touch of careless abandon to his song. He had done this before during the Hunt. The few fey that passed into the Fall realm on this day felt a little more light-hearted than usual. An extra spring in their step during their time here. On any normal day this would be fine and welcome, but carelessness was deadly today. He would never know for certain whether the unknowing fey were caught or what would happen to them, but going back to hear of a good Hunt made hime feel like he did something.
Finally Aisling returned. She was probably the creature that fascinated him most. How this human captured the heart of the King was a feat Lost could barely dream of accomplishing. He would try to study her often, but never made any progress in learning her secret. Most of the time he passed it off as Falk's whim. Lust was his game after all, he must be able to figure it out if love were involved. She walked the path that lead by his tree. He had chosen this tree as it was especially large and the branches were more comfortable. It turned out that another band of hunters were out today as well. Lost watched with excitement as he saw Aisling notice them and futily try to hide. You were better off with your normal gait in the open if you were going to make that much noise hiding. The assumed leader of the group heard her as well and went to investigate. Ha, there are two dummies under my hooves today. He even said he knew the Hunt was coming. When Giomanch catches your scent together he's going to hunt you to the end of existence itself. He watched silently listening to the conversation between the two. This Winter fool should really learn that the Falk has eyes and ears everywhere in his realm. Lost was very content with the information he was gathering now. He was hoping that this Winter-born would leave her alone though. He would feel rather obliged to follow them or confront them and both were rather dangerous.
Several hours had passed as Lost played his flute with the tune of the wind and the trees. He added a touch of careless abandon to his song. He had done this before during the Hunt. The few fey that passed into the Fall realm on this day felt a little more light-hearted than usual. An extra spring in their step during their time here. On any normal day this would be fine and welcome, but carelessness was deadly today. He would never know for certain whether the unknowing fey were caught or what would happen to them, but going back to hear of a good Hunt made hime feel like he did something.
Finally Aisling returned. She was probably the creature that fascinated him most. How this human captured the heart of the King was a feat Lost could barely dream of accomplishing. He would try to study her often, but never made any progress in learning her secret. Most of the time he passed it off as Falk's whim. Lust was his game after all, he must be able to figure it out if love were involved. She walked the path that lead by his tree. He had chosen this tree as it was especially large and the branches were more comfortable. It turned out that another band of hunters were out today as well. Lost watched with excitement as he saw Aisling notice them and futily try to hide. You were better off with your normal gait in the open if you were going to make that much noise hiding. The assumed leader of the group heard her as well and went to investigate. Ha, there are two dummies under my hooves today. He even said he knew the Hunt was coming. When Giomanch catches your scent together he's going to hunt you to the end of existence itself. He watched silently listening to the conversation between the two. This Winter fool should really learn that the Falk has eyes and ears everywhere in his realm. Lost was very content with the information he was gathering now. He was hoping that this Winter-born would leave her alone though. He would feel rather obliged to follow them or confront them and both were rather dangerous.
I don't mind time skips as long as I can mention back to it. Landon is only 27 and will be 28 with this. He has only known that he is a god since he was 22. The draw of gods power is very alluring to him and basically all he cares about is getting stronger. So even his limited powers are growing very rapidly. He's still no where near Aforgomon in power without an order, but should he get an order he would probably be slightly more powerful than him. Which is why he did sense Aforgomon, but couldn't discerne what the feeling was. He is also smart so as long as he can prepare for situations in the time laps, then that's fine with me.
I'm interested and if their is still room, I'll have a character up tonight.
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