Renny

katekyo hitman reborn: the Moreno family

About this fight, what do we know so far about flames? and what do we have for it? just our fist or weapons?

katekyo hitman reborn: the Moreno family

When he looked at the elder woman. No... correction, the head of the Moreno family, all he saw was aged experience. The air that drifted from her was a type of authority that was absolute; and in all honesty, it made Carlisle envious. While she spoke to everyone, the ears of the intimidating men around them were solely on her. He had felt then, that more than anything else, he wanted to be seated where she was. To be recognized not as a wimp but a person of strength.

Two sudden voices drug him out of his thoughts. Looking around for confirmation of what was going on, he was ready to ask her what she had said when she had addressed them. Object? were they really defying her? well maybe her rule wasn't as absolute as he had thought. He turned his side to the duo that had spoken out, a rather bland expression on his face. It didn't seem like too many people had cared about their objection, which meant in the end, they were extremely weak.

When he turned around to look at Brenda, he physically winced at the malice in her eyes. Woah, what the hell crawled up her panties?

Pouting his lips comically and waving a single hand back and forth in front of him, Carlisle said. "Eh, I guess I don't mind beating them up. Its isn't like their invading my turf or anything but teaching them a lesson should be fun," He chuckled.

Werewolves are Endangered?

Chung-Ho tapped his fingers against the counter while grazing through the messages on his phone. All of them were from women of the past, either trying to recreate a spark that was never there, sending messages of anger, or simply wondering if would be out tonight. None of them received a response. Scrolling back up out of boredom, he spotted the last message his "girlfriend" had sent him.

If no one else does, she deserves a response.

Letting out a small sigh, he started responding to her, telling her that he had snuck away from his duties for awhile and, albeit monotonously, told her that he was at the bar. A moment later, she responded with a "Omw"

He struggled with the acronym. Making up words that could had possibly explained the dumb shortening. Operator. Might. Wish? he guessed to himself but ultimately feeling he was wrong. Looking around, he spotted a female bartender and as she passed him by -going about her duty- he leaned forwards and as always, in a gentle tone said. "Excuse'me, do you think you can help me out?"

Awakening of the Dragon Champions

CS

Character Sheet

-"Protecting everyone with fiery passion,
scorching the earth with my searing justice,
and loving the world with my warm heart.
That's the creed that I've decided to uphold."

Appearance (Normal): Burst is a dark skinned youth with chin-length maroon hair, whose bangs roughly frames his face. The left side of his bangs is tied in a thin ponytail that falls just below his chin; the rest of which is swept back in upward-curving spikes. His confident yellow eyes are slightly sunken into his youthful and smooth face, a slightly upturned, softly lined nose rest above full lips. Years of training has honed his thin and tall physic into lean muscle, giving him a near whip-like appearance. (anime style in my head)

Name: Burst Lyons
Age: 19
Height: 5'11"
Personality: Several factors dictates how Burst will react to a person, including one's own background, initial personality, and overall feeling. However his main traits have always pointed towards an opinionated direction. While loud or abrasive in his actions or speech, Burst is very adamant in himself and morals, making it hard to be swayed by others and the media. While many may view this as stubborn, its most likely his most distinctive trait, alongside his honesty and ability to concisely speak his mind. He cares deeply for those that he decides to let inside his heart, which so far is none. Not many has as fickle a outlook on life as he does. The majority of which is optimistic, lending hope to the situation of others but when it comes to himself and his belief in humanity as a whole, it can be quite pessimistic.

History: His mother being a wealthy entrepreneur and his father a construction worker, the prologue of his birth was a Cinderella story. His mother and father seemed to be perfect but by the time he had turned twelve the two of them were struggling with a issue. Burst -named by his father's unusual straight-forwardness and eccentric way of viewing the world- had always been a kind-hearted and sensitive individual. While not the smartest in the world, he maintained a B+ average in his school and had a unique fondness for reading, and even more so music. When he turned thirteen, a mysterious infant entered their lives and with his mother never showing signs of pregnancy, it was only natural for him to be curious. However, he would receive no answers from his parents until he reached the age of sixteen.

Long story short, his father had an affair with a anonymous high-schooler. For a few months he looked upon his younger brother with foreign eyes but seeing how it affected the youth quickly made him realize: that the boy's pain was his own. When he graduated from high school, he was drawn to a particular college. Dreams of the place filled his head, along with a dragon that roamed a molten terrain and sooth filled sky.

Appearance (Champion): In Champion Mode, Burst wears a black, long-sleeve jacket with a crimson zipper going down the middle. Wrapped around his neck, acting as a muffler to cover his lower face, is a crimson mantle that billows down his back. He wears black trousers over his slim legs along with red-metal greaves and sabtons that are used as his footwear. His left shoulder is protected by a plate of silver.

Dragon Name: Dienze
Dragon Awakening Level: Awakened
Dragon Abilities:

• Scorch - He has super heated skin that can afflict 10 damage on anyone that touches him physically. Controlled by emotions purely, if Burst is at ease with the being, then his skin will not burn them. (passive)


• Flare Burst - Burst releases a powerful ball of fire towards his opponent, 5 meters wide and 5 meters tall. It inflicts high-level damage on his opponents 30 HP. Costs 40 MP. Small charge time. (active)

Main Item: A ruby in the shape of a tear is strung around his neck by black string. It appears to have reptilian eyes and molten lava trapped within its shell. He usually has it wrapped by minuscule white bandages but whenever he goes into champion mode, its burned off. The item gives Burst a small 2 status resistance to all ailments due to the furnace at his core.

Health Pool: 50 HP
Mana Pool: 100 MP

katekyo hitman reborn: the Moreno family

The news was still fresh in his mind. It was totally unexpected though; his mother, the kind and generous support beam of his life was a mobster. Even as he leaned up against the entrance that he was told to come out of at the call of his name, he was fawning over how cool his mother looked dressed in the formal suit; her smile still kindly plastered on her face.

Arms crossed over his chest, he chuckled loudly to himself. It was never expected that this kind of opportunity would arise, that he would be able to throw his education in the thrash in turn for a easy life of... well, giving orders it seemed.

When he heard his name resound through the immense room, he quickly fixed a few strands of his chestnut hair and straightened his back. He shot the man beside him a rather brutish look as they walked along, one that appeared less intimidating than he wanted because of his youth. The man was taller than him by a few inches but that wouldn't discourage him. It also didn't help that the guy also looked stronger.

Cracking his head, he took the initiative and walked ahead of the guy, his confident smirk on his face as he shot a strong fist in the air. Once in place, he waved at his mother -unashamed- and begun to unravel the sleeves of his poorly-kept school uniform.

“Alright, grandma! Let's get this over with,” he told the elder cheerfully, filled to the brim with energy and confidence.

Royal Hounds ~ (Hunters of the Crown)

I'm sorry everyone but I'll be dropping from the Rp. Thanks for the interaction :)

Star Wars: The Darkstar Station Chronicles

Hey Sep, just to be sure, I'm going to let you bring in the freighter or whatever you plan on doing and then I'll react off of that.

Digimon: The Olympos Server

I'm wondering about this myself. Cause I'd love to be counted in :)

Star Wars: The Darkstar Station Chronicles

A tremor shook the pod that Naraal stood in, and he had the mind to believe it shook the entire ship as well. At first the youth believed the pilot or daughter to be pulling some idea of vengeance; the thought that they had locked him in had inspired a fresh rush of primordial anger, boiling the dark side inside.

He bent down and picked up the knife that he dropped before ripping open the door with the force. A current of static shrieked as the door jammed in its slider. Stepping out he looked over towards Maria; her face showed a degree of surprise and then noticing him... fear.

The girl posed no threat, he decided. Her body was still rattled with fear, her form physically shaking. So he moved on to the cockpit. “What is going on here? I thought you were going to launch me to Abridon.”

The Twi'lek's was busy at work on the console. “We're trapped in a tractor beam!”

He narrowed his eyes. Just the thought of Jedi possibly pulling him in made him worry. His master had mentioned that force-users could sense others like them. Are they coming for me? He told me not to get caught.

Grasping the back of the pilot's chair, Naraal leaned over the side of the woman; hoping that the dark side would lend him a hand in getting away. Unfortunately it only anchored him to a deep pool of malice, bringing to his attention the ripples that fed him. It had not been the battleground like he had thought, it was... something else entirely.

Fixing his silver eyes on the intangible thread that the dark side led him to, he placed his pale hand onto the Twi'lek's shoulder, relaying an unspoken order to cease her actions. “I think things are about to get interesting for me. Let's see where the ship takes us,” He told her.

“No!” she reproofed. “This is your fault! I won't be swept up in the whims of a chi-”

Silence cut through her words, followed by a spine-chilling gurgling. Naraal looked on coldly as a pool of crimson leaked from the laceration in the Twi'lek's throat. It took but a moment for her to become still, lifeless. “I'm not a child. I'm a Sith.”

With a sigh, he tossed the blade down between her legs before walking back out the cockpit and taking a seat on the opposite row ofthe daughter.That's three people now... I've killed three people since leaving my master, He told himself while reaching back and pulling his hood over his head. I bet I've made my mother proud.

katekyo hitman reborn: the Moreno family

Is it possible to have an RP with just three people? if so, why not go ahead and start now.