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What if, I kidnap The Great Lithfangel? And THEN we have a fight to the death?
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I need a roleplay that will make me /feel/ shiz. like something that will make me angry and/or sad af. need some good writing/story
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Cira, I miss you...
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I'm tired, who else is tired ?
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BTW edited my CS
I unknowingly made myself related to Alexander Dox >.<
When one of the maids of the castle came in for their wake up call, Jasper was up and ready to go, shooing her out just as quickly as she had come. However, his twin sister had not moved an inch, she had grown accustomed to waking up after the sun rose. Not only that but there was a slight time different in Iglasia compared to Everglenn. The teenage princess had not even heard her brother come over to her bed to admire her. She was lost in a dream about catching fish with her bow. It was one of her favorite past times and it showed off her skills kind of like Jasper's duels. Without warning, Jemma's foot was grabbed and pulled off of the bed. Her leg dangled limply off the edge of the bed. Now she had been slightly awoken from her slumber and she groaned at being so harshly woken up. "...Jasper?" The golden princess mumbled tiredly. She heard him moving about, getting dressed in his dueling clothes and waiting for her to follow suit. Slowly she got out of bed and moved to her designated wardrobe, too tired to care if he saw as she changed into her own fighting attire. Princess Jemma dressed as if she was going to battle, she wanted her brother to know that she was serious about his duels and helping him train for them. Her outfit consisted of a grey tunic with short sleeves and a black belt around her waist with a decorative golden pattern covering most of the belt. Black and gold greaves adorned her arms. Under her tunic she wore tight black pants similar to Jasper's with the same golden thread along the seam. As Jasper was heading out the door she was still attempting to get her black-leather, knee-high boots on. After a few minutes the boots were on and the golden laces tight neat and tight.
Now she could go to the training hall and fulfill her duty by helping her brother. The princess exited the room and sprinted to where she knew her twin would be. He was somewhat harsh to her that morning, she knew why and wanted to make it up to him. Upon arriving, Jemma could see her brother stretching, waiting for her. "Well come on then, catch your breath and ready yourself as soon as you can, I'll let you breath for a moment" He said. Jasper could tell she was still tired by how she bent over with her hands on her knees, breathing heavily. With a simple flick of his wrist he used his sword to make a large gash in the worthless training dummies. It was obvious the Iglasians didn't have the materials that those from Everglenn had. But it didn't matter much to Jemma, Jasper on the other hand, was different. Jemma got the point and couldn't help but smile. Jasper was such a military-type. So hard and determined, she loved that about him. After a brief moment of catching her breath, she hurried over, grabbing one of the dueling blades. Jemma smirked at him as she spoke, "en garde, twin".
Now she could go to the training hall and fulfill her duty by helping her brother. The princess exited the room and sprinted to where she knew her twin would be. He was somewhat harsh to her that morning, she knew why and wanted to make it up to him. Upon arriving, Jemma could see her brother stretching, waiting for her. "Well come on then, catch your breath and ready yourself as soon as you can, I'll let you breath for a moment" He said. Jasper could tell she was still tired by how she bent over with her hands on her knees, breathing heavily. With a simple flick of his wrist he used his sword to make a large gash in the worthless training dummies. It was obvious the Iglasians didn't have the materials that those from Everglenn had. But it didn't matter much to Jemma, Jasper on the other hand, was different. Jemma got the point and couldn't help but smile. Jasper was such a military-type. So hard and determined, she loved that about him. After a brief moment of catching her breath, she hurried over, grabbing one of the dueling blades. Jemma smirked at him as she spoke, "en garde, twin".
oh. derp. i get it. he is Dick Greyson's son. ok I'll fix mine. sorry Keyblade >.<
oiii. >.< oh. but tim greyson...? that's what i saw that made me think I could do regular supergirl. ... can supergirl have kids? well i guess if Kal can so can she.
Name: Juliet Dox/ Jul-El / Supergirl
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Parentage: Kara Zor-El / Querl Dox (Brainiac 5)
Appearance:
Powers/Abilities: Under the Sun's solar radiation, Supergirl's kryptonian blood allows her to absorbs energy and can fly, has superstrength, superspeed, invulnerability, acute hearing and a range of vision, including x-ray vision and heat vision. However, she is vulnerable to Kryptonite and even without it can be beaten.. She is deadly smart like her father but not as strong as her mother. (She is not completely OP)
Back Story: Many years after Supergirl left the Justice League with Brainiac 5, a teenage girl was found roaming around the JLA base, she was apprehended after a huge fight (because this girl was strong like Supes and smart like Bats they had trouble catching her). She claimed to be the daughter of the previous Supergirl and was sent to take Kara's place in protecting Earth. Much like the original Supergirl, Juliet went to live under Superman's watch and he took care of her and taught her just as he had Kara. Although she did not have the training from the Amazons like her mother, Juliet was very capable of taking down enemies with her wits alone. Especially after spending a lot of time with Batman. Finally when she had proven herself, Superman gave her her very own costume and she joined with the others. It wasn't long after joining JLA that the incident with Darkseid had occurred and she was left alone to protect Earth with the few heroes that were left. Now it was only a matter of finding them...
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Parentage: Kara Zor-El / Querl Dox (Brainiac 5)
Appearance:
Powers/Abilities: Under the Sun's solar radiation, Supergirl's kryptonian blood allows her to absorbs energy and can fly, has superstrength, superspeed, invulnerability, acute hearing and a range of vision, including x-ray vision and heat vision. However, she is vulnerable to Kryptonite and even without it can be beaten.. She is deadly smart like her father but not as strong as her mother. (She is not completely OP)
Back Story: Many years after Supergirl left the Justice League with Brainiac 5, a teenage girl was found roaming around the JLA base, she was apprehended after a huge fight (because this girl was strong like Supes and smart like Bats they had trouble catching her). She claimed to be the daughter of the previous Supergirl and was sent to take Kara's place in protecting Earth. Much like the original Supergirl, Juliet went to live under Superman's watch and he took care of her and taught her just as he had Kara. Although she did not have the training from the Amazons like her mother, Juliet was very capable of taking down enemies with her wits alone. Especially after spending a lot of time with Batman. Finally when she had proven herself, Superman gave her her very own costume and she joined with the others. It wasn't long after joining JLA that the incident with Darkseid had occurred and she was left alone to protect Earth with the few heroes that were left. Now it was only a matter of finding them...
*Supergirl?
A heavy smell of mulberry pie filled the air; the smell was almost thick enough to be a visible vapor floating around. It was rather distracting, making him unconsciously think of a happier time in his life. With a drawn out sigh, Phoenix Seraph pulled his pillow from under his head and used it to block out the smell from his nose. There were things in the world that he simply did not want to remember, it hurt too much. Following the dense scent, that had been slowly tainting the air in his room for hours; a hefty sounding fist pounded on his door and began to yell. Phoenix groaned from under the pillow, “not now, Meredith.” He muttered just loud enough for her to hear him.
Outside his door, he knew the old hag who ran the inn he was staying at was waiting for him to get up and leave the vicinity. He didn’t want too, he had stayed up late the night before practicing a new spell he had just learned and it had drained him.
The young mage jumped as the flimsy wooden door was thrown open and there stood the middle-aged woman who owned the Moonrise Inn. Her grayed-brown hair was up in a messy bun and her faded pink homely-looking dress was covered in baking powder. This woman was tall, taller than Phoenix with broad shoulders and thick arms. Anyone could tell at first glance that she was foreign. “Phoenix, where have you hidden my apron this time? I want you out, young man”
Phoenix’s brows knitted together as he tried desperately to remember if it was in fact him who had taken Meredith’s apron again. His eyes scanned the floor rapidly as if it held the answers he was searching for. “I… I um, don’t know, you could have just misplaced it” He looked up at her innocently with a smile, rising out of bed as to not seem rude. “I’m sorry, maybe I can help you find it?” The mage offered.
Meredith glared at him with piercing blue eyes, “I thought I had lost it, which is why I was baking without it, then I remembered that little vermin of yours loves to steal my things, if it wasn’t you this time, it had to be him” This time it was her who looked around the room, peering at every corner to try and find Phoenix’s beloved pet ferret.
“Artemis?” After thinking about it for a moment, Phoenix chuckled a little and turned to kneel before the bed. He peeked beneath the sturdy wooden bed he had been awoken from and sure enough, there was Artemis, his pure white ferret, curled up in a ball on top of Meredith’s apron. With a smile he exclaimed, “Artemis! You scoundrel you! How could you take dear Meredith’s apron?”
Tiredly, the small ferret looked up at Phoenix that mirrored his master’s, pure black. Before Phoenix could demand he give it back, Meredith stomped over to the bed and stood behind the mage. “Get my apron back from the vermin!!” It was somewhat obvious that she was afraid of Artemis or she’d get it herself.
He was already reaching his arm under the bed to retrieve the stolen apron, “right, I’m on it”. Artemis scurried to the corner of the bed, allowing his master to take his nest away. “Thanks, buddy” he whispered. “Got it” When he pulled the apron out from under the bed and stood up there were visible claw marks right in the center of the thick material. “Great…” Phoenix turned on his heels, he had to crane his neck upwards to see Meredith’s face clearly. “Here you go, oh right, and my fee for the past couple of nights”
Phoenix dug through the pockets of his pants hurriedly trying to find enough coins to satisfy the enraged woman who was only growing more upset with every passing minute. He took all the contents of his pockets and handed them to her. “I’ll just be heading out now, sorry about your apron” Smiling sweetly he snatched up his boots, gauntlet and belt, attempting to put them on as he hopped on one foot toward the doorway.
“This isn’t enough for the trouble you’ve caused me, what with your fire tricks two nights ago and last night I heard you chanting, all night, it kept me up, and my apron that you kept taking. It’s ruined now, my only apron” She was watching him rush around to get his things and leave.
“But you said you wanted me out” Phoenix stopped and stared at the woman. “You’ll have to forgive me, miss, I really don’t mind to rush out like this without paying in full, but you did say you wanted me out and I don’t want to impose any longer… Artemis it’s time to leave” Artemis ran out from under the bed and hurried up Phoenix’s leg all the way up to his shoulder. With a deep breath Phoenix reached for a pouch at his belt, pulling out a single card with archaic symbols on both sides. He closed his eyes, holding the card close to his chest. When he opened his eyes again they had a yellow, flame-like glow to them. ((Like Black Rock Shooter I guess)). “Indespectus” The word came out as just a whispered but it echoed through both their ears as if he had had said it normally.
The middle-aged woman was unsure what he was doing, what spell was the young mage going to cast, was he going to hurt her? In the blink of an eye, Phoenix and his companion had vanished.
A minute had passed, outside the inn Phoenix stood with his arms up in a stretching position. He ran his fingers through his thick blond hair to make it return to its original spiky ways. “Ugh… Now where am I going to sleep?” Behind him he heard the voice of Meredith shouting his name, “Whoops better get out of here, eh Artemis?” He pet his friend lightly on the head and bent over to pick up his sword. “Can’t believe I almost forgot this, let’s go, before she gets the authorities after us”
He ran as fast as he could toward the only place he knew to go, town square, where he could blend in among all the odd balls that wandered around or hurried about, depending on who they were. Artemis dove into Phoenix’s shirt so he wouldn’t be lost in the running. “So, when we get to the center of town, we should probably get food, you have to be just as hungry as I am. Or maybe that’s just me…”
Upon arriving in town he had to sit and catch his breath, the smell of fresh baked bread caught his attention so he ducked into a local bakery and attempted to buy a bit of food.
“Wait, what?! I could’ve sworn I had at least… Right… I gave it all to Meredith” His stomach growled pitifully. “Never mind than” Phoenix hung his head and walked toward the exit. He felt a familiar, painful pinch on his chest. “Ow, what?” He asked his friend who was still hiding in his shirt. Artemis crawled out and sat on his master’s shoulder, Phoenix followed Artemis’s beady little gaze to where a few officials were walking around asking groups of townsfolk questions.
“Damn… We’re screwed; I’m not a criminal… Well, guess there is only one way out of this, right?” He looked up, the sun was directly above town square, there was no hiding in the shadows. I’ll have to make a run for it. In the center of town square stood the way gate that he had to get too, the one that led to the realm of Irakix, the most magically advanced place in the world. In his way there were far too many people to count. Phoenix took off toward the way gate.
Here goes nothing.
Outside his door, he knew the old hag who ran the inn he was staying at was waiting for him to get up and leave the vicinity. He didn’t want too, he had stayed up late the night before practicing a new spell he had just learned and it had drained him.
The young mage jumped as the flimsy wooden door was thrown open and there stood the middle-aged woman who owned the Moonrise Inn. Her grayed-brown hair was up in a messy bun and her faded pink homely-looking dress was covered in baking powder. This woman was tall, taller than Phoenix with broad shoulders and thick arms. Anyone could tell at first glance that she was foreign. “Phoenix, where have you hidden my apron this time? I want you out, young man”
Phoenix’s brows knitted together as he tried desperately to remember if it was in fact him who had taken Meredith’s apron again. His eyes scanned the floor rapidly as if it held the answers he was searching for. “I… I um, don’t know, you could have just misplaced it” He looked up at her innocently with a smile, rising out of bed as to not seem rude. “I’m sorry, maybe I can help you find it?” The mage offered.
Meredith glared at him with piercing blue eyes, “I thought I had lost it, which is why I was baking without it, then I remembered that little vermin of yours loves to steal my things, if it wasn’t you this time, it had to be him” This time it was her who looked around the room, peering at every corner to try and find Phoenix’s beloved pet ferret.
“Artemis?” After thinking about it for a moment, Phoenix chuckled a little and turned to kneel before the bed. He peeked beneath the sturdy wooden bed he had been awoken from and sure enough, there was Artemis, his pure white ferret, curled up in a ball on top of Meredith’s apron. With a smile he exclaimed, “Artemis! You scoundrel you! How could you take dear Meredith’s apron?”
Tiredly, the small ferret looked up at Phoenix that mirrored his master’s, pure black. Before Phoenix could demand he give it back, Meredith stomped over to the bed and stood behind the mage. “Get my apron back from the vermin!!” It was somewhat obvious that she was afraid of Artemis or she’d get it herself.
He was already reaching his arm under the bed to retrieve the stolen apron, “right, I’m on it”. Artemis scurried to the corner of the bed, allowing his master to take his nest away. “Thanks, buddy” he whispered. “Got it” When he pulled the apron out from under the bed and stood up there were visible claw marks right in the center of the thick material. “Great…” Phoenix turned on his heels, he had to crane his neck upwards to see Meredith’s face clearly. “Here you go, oh right, and my fee for the past couple of nights”
Phoenix dug through the pockets of his pants hurriedly trying to find enough coins to satisfy the enraged woman who was only growing more upset with every passing minute. He took all the contents of his pockets and handed them to her. “I’ll just be heading out now, sorry about your apron” Smiling sweetly he snatched up his boots, gauntlet and belt, attempting to put them on as he hopped on one foot toward the doorway.
“This isn’t enough for the trouble you’ve caused me, what with your fire tricks two nights ago and last night I heard you chanting, all night, it kept me up, and my apron that you kept taking. It’s ruined now, my only apron” She was watching him rush around to get his things and leave.
“But you said you wanted me out” Phoenix stopped and stared at the woman. “You’ll have to forgive me, miss, I really don’t mind to rush out like this without paying in full, but you did say you wanted me out and I don’t want to impose any longer… Artemis it’s time to leave” Artemis ran out from under the bed and hurried up Phoenix’s leg all the way up to his shoulder. With a deep breath Phoenix reached for a pouch at his belt, pulling out a single card with archaic symbols on both sides. He closed his eyes, holding the card close to his chest. When he opened his eyes again they had a yellow, flame-like glow to them. ((Like Black Rock Shooter I guess)). “Indespectus” The word came out as just a whispered but it echoed through both their ears as if he had had said it normally.
The middle-aged woman was unsure what he was doing, what spell was the young mage going to cast, was he going to hurt her? In the blink of an eye, Phoenix and his companion had vanished.
A minute had passed, outside the inn Phoenix stood with his arms up in a stretching position. He ran his fingers through his thick blond hair to make it return to its original spiky ways. “Ugh… Now where am I going to sleep?” Behind him he heard the voice of Meredith shouting his name, “Whoops better get out of here, eh Artemis?” He pet his friend lightly on the head and bent over to pick up his sword. “Can’t believe I almost forgot this, let’s go, before she gets the authorities after us”
He ran as fast as he could toward the only place he knew to go, town square, where he could blend in among all the odd balls that wandered around or hurried about, depending on who they were. Artemis dove into Phoenix’s shirt so he wouldn’t be lost in the running. “So, when we get to the center of town, we should probably get food, you have to be just as hungry as I am. Or maybe that’s just me…”
Upon arriving in town he had to sit and catch his breath, the smell of fresh baked bread caught his attention so he ducked into a local bakery and attempted to buy a bit of food.
“Wait, what?! I could’ve sworn I had at least… Right… I gave it all to Meredith” His stomach growled pitifully. “Never mind than” Phoenix hung his head and walked toward the exit. He felt a familiar, painful pinch on his chest. “Ow, what?” He asked his friend who was still hiding in his shirt. Artemis crawled out and sat on his master’s shoulder, Phoenix followed Artemis’s beady little gaze to where a few officials were walking around asking groups of townsfolk questions.
“Damn… We’re screwed; I’m not a criminal… Well, guess there is only one way out of this, right?” He looked up, the sun was directly above town square, there was no hiding in the shadows. I’ll have to make a run for it. In the center of town square stood the way gate that he had to get too, the one that led to the realm of Irakix, the most magically advanced place in the world. In his way there were far too many people to count. Phoenix took off toward the way gate.
Here goes nothing.
This is to help you, and myself, understand the character better.
Basics
Name (& pronunciation): Phoenix Seraph (Fee-Nicks Sayr aff)
Date of Birth (& age): Meh. (Age: 24)
Place of Birth: City of Mynx
Gender: Male
Species/Racial Origin: Human
Social Class/Community Status: Mage
Language: English and Latin
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: No known family, deceased wife Ariel, pet ferret Artemis
Physical Description
Description: This man puts you in mind of a savvy alley cat. He has almond-shaped eyes the color of obsidian. His thick, straight, blonde hair is somewhat long and is worn in an uncomplicated, dignified style. He is of average height and weight with light-colored skin and muscles that are unsual to someone of his profession. Phoenix has a pointed chin and small nose. His wardrobe is simplistic for what he does consisting of mostly neutral colors.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 145 lbs.
Hair: Spiky blonde
Eyes: Black
Limb Dexterity: Quite flexible
Detailed Physical Description: (see pic)
Typical Clothing/Equipment: Long sleeved, collared white shirt, dark brown pants, black full arm gauntlet, black boots, leather belt with pouches for his cards
Personality/Attributes
Personality/Attitude: Strong sense of justice, lazy, determined, smart, friendly
Skills/Talents: Card magic, swordplay, charismatic
Favourites/Likes: likes to sleep, his favorite in the world is his pet ferret
Most Hated/Dislikes: hates assholes, people who hurt women or who are rude to women
Goals/Ambitions: to be the best he can be
Strengths: can use strong magic cards to fight, can actually enchant his sword for a very limited time, is a very skilled fighter
Weaknesses: being reminded of his wife will make him break down, can't swim, can't expend too much magic on cards before his has to use his sword
Fears: large bodies of water/drowning, starvation, not being able to use his magic in a tough situation
Hobbies/Interests: likes to sleep, loves his ferret, loves to read, loves to explore
Basics
Name (& pronunciation): Phoenix Seraph (Fee-Nicks Sayr aff)
Date of Birth (& age): Meh. (Age: 24)
Place of Birth: City of Mynx
Gender: Male
Species/Racial Origin: Human
Social Class/Community Status: Mage
Language: English and Latin
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: No known family, deceased wife Ariel, pet ferret Artemis
Physical Description
Description: This man puts you in mind of a savvy alley cat. He has almond-shaped eyes the color of obsidian. His thick, straight, blonde hair is somewhat long and is worn in an uncomplicated, dignified style. He is of average height and weight with light-colored skin and muscles that are unsual to someone of his profession. Phoenix has a pointed chin and small nose. His wardrobe is simplistic for what he does consisting of mostly neutral colors.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 145 lbs.
Hair: Spiky blonde
Eyes: Black
Limb Dexterity: Quite flexible
Detailed Physical Description: (see pic)
Typical Clothing/Equipment: Long sleeved, collared white shirt, dark brown pants, black full arm gauntlet, black boots, leather belt with pouches for his cards
Personality/Attributes
Personality/Attitude: Strong sense of justice, lazy, determined, smart, friendly
Skills/Talents: Card magic, swordplay, charismatic
Favourites/Likes: likes to sleep, his favorite in the world is his pet ferret
Most Hated/Dislikes: hates assholes, people who hurt women or who are rude to women
Goals/Ambitions: to be the best he can be
Strengths: can use strong magic cards to fight, can actually enchant his sword for a very limited time, is a very skilled fighter
Weaknesses: being reminded of his wife will make him break down, can't swim, can't expend too much magic on cards before his has to use his sword
Fears: large bodies of water/drowning, starvation, not being able to use his magic in a tough situation
Hobbies/Interests: likes to sleep, loves his ferret, loves to read, loves to explore
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