Savo

Your Mad Wonderland

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"(Ugh..... What the fuck? Where am I?!)"

The young man began looking around, his eyes darting around at the environment around him. Bleak blackness shrouded the young man as he made his awakening to the lifeless facility. The musty place smelled like a cat pissed inside of a rotting, year old body rolled over in dirt. Where exactly was he? As he tried to answer these questions, he heard a low whispering sound. He froze so that he could carefully listen to what the person was saying.

"(.... Oh great, I'm trapped somewhere in the dark with a cannibal who is somehow struggling to get... Us? Wait,there is more people here?! I need to save them before this bastard finds us!)"

The boy tried to move his hands and feet, but alas, it was no use. They were bound together tightly by some rope their captors tied them up with. As he squirmed to free himself from this calamity her heard the man wail in pleasure about.... Someone named Jabberwocky? He would worry about it later, but right now he needed to free himself and the others from these bounds before they sated that mans hunger. The teen felt the ropes around his wrists were beginning to give out, as he continued struggling to get them off, rubbing his wrists back and forth. It took a bit until finally...

"(Ah, finally, freedom!... Now, I need to get rid of the ropes binding my legs...)"

As he freed himself from his cuffs, he felt the area around his wrists. No surely they were red from what he did to get them unbound, but it wasn't a bad price to pay to save yourself from a crazy cannibalistic bastard who spouted nonsense about Jabberwocky and all that good stuff. He began to quickly feel around his legs and ankles for the ropes keeping him from moving. He then got to work as he began his attempts to try and unravel what his assailants had tied him up in. The work was gruelling and just plain annoying, but he finally got the ropes around his ankles now it was his turn for his legs, but before he could do anything, he checked his pockets for his wallet or cellphone.

"(Of course, they took most of my stuff away, that's just peachy... I wonder if they got my flashlight I had.)"

The boy continued working away at the rope, barely hearing the scraping of the man's teeth. He was anxious and afraid for the others safety. What if he had gotten to them before him? What if he did have his flashlight and he clicked it on to the grizzly sight of one of the inmates being eaten alive by that man. He shuddered at the thought an quickly worked away at the rope binding his feet, until finally they came off. He then quickly ripped off his gag, and pushed himself up from the dirty floor, dusting himself off.

The teens next course of action was to find his mini-flashlight. Hopefully they missed taking that so he wouldn't be forced to blindly wander in the dark. The teen deftly searched his pockets before hearing a small clinking noise on the ground. He sighed, before putting his plam to his face.

"God damnit," he murmured to himself as he tried to forcibly adjust his eyes to the darkened room. He could barely make out what looked like figures lying on the floor. He noticed one squirming towards him, barely at his foot. "Is this the guy who was talking to us?"

??? quickly passed the man, stepping by him before he could reach the sole of his foot. He then quickly felt the man over, before getting a good grip of the man's feet. He grasped the man, dragging him back to the other wall, away from the others. He heard the small screeching of the teeth amongst the floor and ignored all statements coming from the man. He needed to find his flashlight, and free the others.

He felt around the dirt floor as he searched for his flashlight. As he looked around his hand bumped into someone's neck. He felt around the persons head, before feeling a small, metallic cylinder by their neck. "(Male or female, because I need get a good semblence of who I'm stuck with.)" He sighed as he clicked his flashlight, and shined it over most of the people in the room, effectively identifying that most of the inmates were girls. He then clicked his flashlight off, and felt around one of the girls, finding their wrists. He then began to get to work at removing their bindings.

((If you want me to change anything/I did something wrong, please tell me what I did and ask me to alter it if you like... Also left it ambiguous so anyone can choose to be tied or stuck.))

Dark Storm | Fire Emblem Awakening

Try not to post in here any more. Use the link to the new thread, and if you are wondering what happened, I'll explain.

Dragon can't gm anymore because they can't gm two roleplays, so they are passing it on to Overwatch.

Please move all character sheets to the new thread and all new apps to the new thread so they may be reviewed and accepted.

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/55287/posts/ooc

We will try to figure out where to go from here, and no we are not restarting from the very beginning. We just need to figure out where to go on from here.

Your Mad Wonderland

AeronFarron said
Is it bad if I am wondering what the hell I've gotten myself into? XD

Nope, but for one, this is going to be one heck of a ride :P

Lets see if our characters will escape or die trying.

Your Mad Wonderland

Chezka said
Savo, looks like you are going to be the only male character! :p

If my character is the only guy here, I'm going to make a comment on it icly.

"This would be every high school guys dreams to be surrounded by a bunch of hot chicks... Too bad that that dream takes place in a strange facility in which they are being hunted down by a bunch of creepy creatures, and the crazy psychopaths that run this place."

Your Mad Wonderland

I feel so confused after reading her back story xD

Dark Storm | Fire Emblem Awakening

Overwatch said
Right-o.oh, by the way, Savo, you are the new co gm

Time to abuse my power be the best co-gm that I can be!

Your Mad Wonderland

Question - Which character archetype are you, because it seems like your the Alice archetype.

Dark Storm | Fire Emblem Awakening

Well, then, I'm going to have to talk to you about a few spoilers then...

I'll tell you later since I'm in driving school at the moment, and I could only get my apps in for right now.

Edit: Well that was a waste of time on my part xD

Maybe you should have everyone move their apps to the current thread to see who is still here and so that we don't have to update are apps on the previous thread when we have to.

Dark Storm | Fire Emblem Awakening

Well, here's my second app then.

Username: Savo
Name: Gran Veular (Vass Daelam)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Birthday/Zodiac:February 5/Aquarius
Allegiance: Sacred Blades (Grimleal)
Class: (Dark) Mage -> Sage (Sorcerer)

Appearance and Clothing:http://s276.photobucket.com/user/joyrock_dragon/media/AnimeMaleMage.jpg.html
Him in his usual attire. He is just as tall as his younger brother.

http://s279.photobucket.com/user/goldn_scales/media/Anime/Mage-2.jpg.html
His disguise. He makes himself look like a good guy mage with this attire.

Weapons: Arcfire, Arcwind, Waste

Personality: A once chivalrous brother has degraded to nothing but a mere shell of himself. He is deceptive, cruel, and malicious due to the mind alteration he went through. Due to the training, he has become a sadistic killing machine who will show no mercy to the ones he hates. His mentality is twisted to the point where he could be considered borderline insane. He does seem to show lots of sympathy and love for Grima and his followers though. In fact, he isn't twisted around them, probably because he himself became twisted by those same twisted people. Anyone who denies the truth will be painfully executed mentally or physically by him. In a nutshell, this guy is a zealous nutcase.

However, this is only when he is Vass... Gran, on the other hand...

Backstory: His backstory is kind of like his brothers backstory, except with a few minor differences.

Vass was born to a traveling group of mercenaries, and lived with each of them. One day his brother was born, and that was the start of a soon to be rivalry. When they were older, they often competed with each other in different things, like sword fighting, magic, and all that good stuff. Vass exceled in magic, but he lacked the skill to use the sword. His brother on the other hand exceled in sword fighting, and was a mediocre magician.

One day, Grimleal stuff happened, kidnapping, sadness, and yeah. Its that one part in Laciels backstory. Only difference is, that he was too shocked to do anything, and just stood there with his mouth agape.

The same training happened with him, his brother, and the others. He was one of the many who had their mind warped, but didn't realize his brother was faking the whole thing. This hollow illusion was broken when his brother told him about what he was going to do. Vass would of followed after his fleeing brother, but he had strict orders to stay with the group. Angered at his brother for 'treason' he vowed to make him suffer one day.

Over the years, he continued training under the Grimleal, becoming one of their best assassins who took care of groups who would often be considered a threat to their cause. The Sacred Blades group has come to his attention, and he has recently joined the group under the guise of Gran Vuelar. His mission is to relay info back to a scout where they will put this information to destroying them to use. He isn't expecting that his brother might join the group, so he isn't worrying about him for the mean time. However, his brother is a high risk target to him if he finds out who he really is and exposes his intentions.

Ability: A great magic wielder, and an amazing liar. He can easily breathe out a believable lie without using any energy.

Quirk: He enjoys puppeting fire around to make it almost like a show.

Strengths: Great actor, skilled magic user, and unpredictable.

Weaknesses: Cocky, easily angered when nothing goes as planned, and he can become obsessive over almost anything.

Likes: The Grimleal, butterflies, herbal tea, learning new spells for... obvious reasons, and sweet food.

Dislikes: His brother, Naga, traitors, chickens (the animal), and spicy food.

Other: Fake: "It's all over for you, enemy/coward/vermin/fool!"

Real: "There is only one truth!"

Dark Storm | Fire Emblem Awakening

Username: Savo
Name: Laciel Daelam
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Birthday/Zodiac: August 1/Leo
Allegiance: Sacred Blades (used to be Other)
Class: [Mercenary] -> Hero -> Dread Fighter

Appearence and Clothing:

This is what he looks like. This is also technically his Mercenary class getup. He is 6'3".


Hero getup. He doesn't look like that though


Dread Fighter getup. Remember, the mercenary attire picture has his real face.

Weapons: Paragon (Reforged Brave Sword, don't expect him to use it much), Iron Sword, Poking Stick (Reforged Tree Branch).

Personality: Laciel is a laid back individual, and rarely jumps to fighting unless it is completely necessary. This leads him to often being called lazy by others, but that isn't necessarily true. He has worked hard almost every day on his travels, honing his skills. He is very level headed in situations where he is pressured, and rarely gets angry. Often when he does, it's usually for a few seconds, because what's anger going to help him with?

He is pretty friendly to those around him, and is one of the more modest blades. Laciel also can lend a helping hand to almost anyone, and tries to come up with a good solution. He is also a very strong-willed person, qnd very rarely gives in to any type of temptation.

Backstory: Laciel was born into a family of traveling mercenaries who traveled throughout the lands. He had an older brother named Vass, who often tried to outplay him in many different things, but often he lost to his younger brother. He was born to two Ylissian parents - man of magic, and woman of the blade, and these two tought him how to live his life. They taught him and his brother to have a strong resolve, and enjoy their lives. The family he has traveled with his whole life has shared hardships, happiness, and sadness, however one event would soon leave a permanent scar on his life.

One day, the pack of mercenaries was sent to take care of a few bandits lingering near the borders of Ylisse and Plegia. Little did the group know that this was a trap set up by the Grimleal to separate them both, and weaken a part of the group. As half of the group headed out to deal with the "bandits," the other group stayed behind to take care of the others due to there being children in the group (other than Laciel and Vass). The Grimleal sought to turn many of these children over to their side, gaining more allies in the future. They striked quickly, slaughtering the adults, and kidnapping the children. Laciel could only watch in horror as his only mother and father were slaughtered before him, and he was quickly taken away by the Grimleal at the age of 12.

He endured the Grimleals attempts to "fix" him, and often faked being turned over to their side to avoid being killed. Laciel was one of the few who resisted their mind altering magic, however his brother was not one of the few. Laciel continued being trained in the many arts of the Grimleal, and sought a way out of the volatile group. After biding his time for 4 years, he eventually found the chance to escape, and fled. His brother was angered with his brothers decision, and vowed to one day find and slaughter his treasonous brother.

The years past by as the young man continued traveling, training, and even doing a job or two to earn himself a bit of pay. He was often charitous to others, and often assisted other travelers with their problems. After wandering throughout the land, he eventually heard of the Sacred Blades mercenary group. He wasn't interested at first, but he remembered his mother's saying. "We are a band of misfits with no home. We care for each other, we suffer with each other, and we never give in to adversity. We will live, breathe, and die together, as a family... Thats what it means to be in a mercenary group." He was overcome by sadness, and decided to live by his mothers memory and find this group.

Ability: An amazing swordplayer, and magic user (later in the story). He can also sing any song blissfully in any octave.

Quirk: He is considered to be one of the best singers in the land.

Strengths: Great sword fighter and magic fighter(once he remembers how to use magic), very friendly to others, and is very patient.

Weaknesses: Very overprotective, curious, and an outright horrible liar.

Likes: Spicy food, gaining knowledge, others (except for the Grimleal), his family, and training.

Dislikes: Sour food, no resolve, the Grimleal, spiders, and uptight people.

Other: I couldn't think of a good one at the moment, so I might of stole one of the Avatars critical hit comments. If you want me to change it, I'll do it. I'll try and come up with a good one on my next character.

"Time to tip the scales!"

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