Rune_Alchemist

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

@PlatinumSkinkYep, that works fine for me friend~

I really should get around discussing Isolde's relationships with people...

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Zeroth

Ah, alright. I shall update the appearance to reflect that tomorrow sometime, likely

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Zeroth
Heyo, here ya go. Tell how she looks and if there are problems~

Ash

Name:

Ashlyn Irving

Theme:

Ah...I wonder, could I be jealous of others and their happier lives?

Gender:

Female

Species:

Fanged Lizard

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Appearance:

Small, not too threatening looking, and overall not very impressive. Ash is a fairly typical Fanged Lizard, with a small about as big and long as an average human arm. She does however, have a few easily identifiable markings from other Fanged Lizards, carrying a few outstanding physical identifiers. Most notable would be the thin, vibrant but dark purple stripes she has running from the end of her nose, to the tip of her tail. Her lizard like eyes, are a vibrant green.

Has a tendency to watch things instead of engaging in fights or otherwise exert physical activity, preferring to boss others around or talk her way out of problems.

Goals:

-Research new chemicals and such in this world, and use that knowledge to better her own position.
-Too little information to work on. Perhaps she'll take it easy and not overwork herself to near-death like last time? She has little interest in helping people.

Past Life:

Ashlyn, is a product of a wealthy upbringing and near perfect education. A typical story of a perfect kid burning themselves out and going a bit off the deep end.

Born in a large city in the United States, she had one of the best damn lives anyone could have hoped for growing up. She was born into a family of doctors, scientists, and other such people who had been such for generations and were quite proud of their lineage. Intellectuals, philosophers - the Elite of the elite, some might say. A little pompous, haughty, and self-serving as well, but such is the nature of human beings if one would ask her.

Ash was expected to be no exception. From the moment she was born she was made to study, go to the best schools, eat healthily, etc. Things such as that. Her parents were fairly controlling of how she was supposed to be, affording her very little leisure time. A lonely existence, that perhaps jaded her a little growing up since the word 'friend' was something fairly foreign to her. Even so, she worked tirelessly to better her academic studies in all fields. For most of her early life, she didn't question this. She pursued knowledge simply for the sake of knowledge, even if she ended up almost shunning everyone but her parents and immediate family. She worked hard, winning several awards in her school district in a number of academic areas. Maths, sciences, and literature areas. It was during a party her parents planned for this little victory of hers, did she realize something.

She was exhausted.

Not Physically - mentally. Almost as if her brain had decided to take a vacation without warning, and she began to question a few things. Most notably - why she was trying so hard. She had never given it a thought before - why she was doing anything. She just did as she was told by her parents without a care, question, or heed to what she herself wanted. Typical things any kids asked themselves, really - but it perhaps affected her harder than others.

Depression is a nasty thing.

She became mildly obsessed with her appearance, preferring to spend days excessively applying, removing, and then reapplying make-up, visiting beauty salons and almost neurotically trying to find something anything that made her feel something other than complete and utter apathy towards everything. She never got into drugs or stuff like that of course - she was smarter than that and valued her intellect above anything else. Drugs would only hurt that. Of course, she tried not to let this this lack of interest to affect her grades.

The rest of her life wasn't any better. She spent most of it just coasting through, taking each day as they came, not really doing much else from her work at a pharmaceutical companies research division. She spent most of her time playing with deadly chemicals and seeing exactly how the interacted with living, organic tissue - not that no one ever found out about that little morbid curiosity of hers. Never married, or really had any personal relationships.

In the end, she died alone at the age of fifty seven from work related stress, never really living a very exciting or what one would call a 'fulfilling' life.

When she was offered a second chance of life, she was skeptical at first. Demon lord? Living again? What sort of ridiculous statement was that? That said...she had never really been one to change the course of her own life. Perhaps she could change that here? She had an extensive knowledge of chemicals, how they reacted with others...perhaps that could be put to use here?

Well, why not? No need to start arguing with people just yet, heh. She accepted the deal without hesitation.

Abilities:

Stun fang I

- injects poison when biting an enemy that will cause their bodies to seize up. They become unable to move until they are cured or it wears off. (Fanged Lizard starting skill)

Poison Spit I

- lobs a ball of liquid poison over a short distance. Even if it doesn’t inflict status, it has an acidic burn. (Fanged Lizard starting skill)

Transformations:
Fanged Lizard

Inventory:

- Nothing at the moment.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Zeroth

Alright, well, I think I've settled on an Idea.

A former chemist turned into Fanged Lizard. Will likely go down some potion maker/witch/shaman/alchemist of questionable potions route, if such a thing is ever possible for them. If not, well, tough life for her, heh xD

I'll have a CS up shortly, or once the IC/OOC goes up.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Zeroth

Ah, A man of culture I see~

I shall start thinking up a CS after dinner and see what I can come up with after reading what's been gone over here already, UMU!

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Zeroth

On vacation for a few days, and I miss this little gem of an RP

Got room for one more or are you full yet? Not entirely sure what I'd make yet, I'd need to have a bit of time to go over the stuff~

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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"Uhm, it's not that..." Isabella replied sheepishly, feeling more and more embarrassed by the second. "I was...just...there are tales of magical artifacts in certain tales in my homeland." She chuckled, looking away from the blade. "The spear wielded by the Spirit Saphine can control water and allows ones body to become as water. In another there was a blade forged by Gaaldir that could force a man to speak the truth and command the wind. Haha, there was even a staff blessed by Aphion that could allow one to speak with plants." They were all tales and legends of course, from the Monarchies long histories, but often there was a hint of truth to even the smallest legend. Of course, items of such magical nature are still looked on with wariness - magic in general is viewed with heavy suspicion at best, and persecution at worst.

"I was...just expecting something far too grand, I suppose." More importantly though, he mentioned something about him 'wielding' the one who held him? Whatever did that mean? "Uhm...what do you mean you 'wield' people though?"

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Sorcha & Black fox

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"Ah, indeed! The knights of the round table. A legendary order of warriors that Arthur assembled to save Britania from evil, invaders, and bring chivalry and peace to the land once again." Sorcha mused, flourishing one of her wings. "I wasn't with him for a majority of this time. I spent most of my time being Merlin's familiar for most of this part of my history...but you see, there's a little part of history that needs to be said here before we continue. Tell me, is the name Vortigern familiar to any of you?"

"Hrmm~" Fox was curled up in Katherine's lap, taking her sweet enjoyment from this while she could. "My tail. Fluff my tail." That of course, was a trick. If Katherine did in fact, decide to touch it she'd get a nice little shock. She might be clever or knowledgeable enough to know that was, in fact, a trick and could opt for petting somewhere else if she liked.

Cocoa

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"Aha, Otille couldn't hurt me! I'm a cow!" She brightly replied. "I am tough and strong and can lift twice my weight! And-and...." what did Otille get for winning anyways? She didn't have money...or anything really, aside from her undying loyalty and friendship to Otille. Well, she did have one thing she could potentially offer the farm girl.

"Ah! You get fresh milk!" The cow grinned, emphasizing her chest with an eager look.

Lyssa & Ritsa

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"Ah? Party? Ni-ni visiting purple lady." Ritsa simply replied. "Said Ritsa could play with pretty red-head, so found you." She grinned, hopping quickly back over to Fia, grabbing the redheads hands with her own and waving them up and down.

"Ehe, oh that party. Mom wants me to go but I think I'ma skip myself. Eurgh. Envy will be there and I don't do well with her and her...tentacles...aha..." Lyssa chuckled, playing with a loose strand of hair. Oh right, she wasn't supposed to talk about that. "BUuuut anyways! Ritsa, right? Hows about you hang with us, huh? I'm taking Fia on a date today after rescuing her from the clutches of a demon maid."

"Yes! Ritsa will go with pretty red and Messy-hair!" The Hydra grinned, vigorously pulling Fia off in a random direction.

Livia

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"Not interested in politics my dear?" Livia mused, pursing her lips in a mildly playful fashion, though her tone was slightly disapproving. "You should at least work to form...working relationships with people. Such things can often get you quite a few favors and opportunities." She chuckled. That said, she wasn't going to make her new student take interest in such things, though she really should consider her unique position. She could leverage quite a bit of power from people should she care too.

"Ah, but yes, I shall have a servant arrange a room for you should you like. For now though, I must rest a bit. My old body isn't quite what it used to be." If Astrid didn't say anything else, Livia would let her do as she pleased for the rest of the night.

Miren & Khira

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"Well, I'd be partial to tasting the rabbit herself," Khira teased, causing Miren to shrink a bit, almost stumbling over her feet as she continued to prepare a meal for the tree of them. "But yes, her food is quite delicious, though my taste isn't quite as refined as some, heh." She was used to eating half-raw food after all. She wasn't exactly a gourmet creature with high maintenance.

"Khiiiira," Miren whined slightly. "Would you please not make jokes at my expense?" She asked in a tired fashion, finishing up cooking a pot of stew.

"Haha, but little rabbit, you make the cutest noises."

DigimonStory Hackers: Resurgence of Jormungundr

~Fumi~

"Humph...and done." Dinohyumon rather stoically stated as his blade sliced cleanly through the Ogremon, a little surprised the second had managed to flee so easily and readily. "Whew...Coward...but less work for me, I suppose." Dinohyumon said, sheathing his blades and taking a look around the now messy room. Whatever had previously been here seemed to have been thoroughly destroyed, huh? Before he could think about it further though, Fumi ran up behind the dinosaur-human digimon, wrapping his arms around his neck and giving him an energetic hug from behind.

"Ehe, you did good!" He giggled, releasing the digimon as Lekismon hopped over.

"Ahaha, that was easy. That Ogremon's face was ugo-ly. I was about to have to put myself to sleep..." Blinking a few times as if realizing something, the Digimon shifted its gaze sideways before chuckling sheepishly. "Aha...come to think of it I could have put one of them to sleep and we could have asked them what they were doing here."

"Aha, don't worry too much Lekismon. I'm sure they're just some trash mobs and low tier goons, heh." Fumi replied, waving over to Noru happily. "Hey hey, Noru! Are you alright?"

Botanist And Bards

~Isabella~

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Was that it? Was that all this magical talking sword could do? Were ghosts even real? If they were, she had never seen one, but then she had never left the palace. She had heard rumors of the occasional ghost story in the royal crypts, but they were just rumors and gossip from the servants...right? Though, she supposed nothing was impossible.

"Is that all?" Isabella asked, frowning lightly at Valiant. "A-ah! Not that it's not impressive, but uhm, shall I say...you looked more impressive." She sheepishly stated, feeling a little bad for saying something so bluntly.