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Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

Moris is in the human city too. In his bar ''Happy drunk'' With the scared watch salesman who told him what is happening in the market. I am trying to see if I should let him go to the market or not and stay in his character. Because he isnt anymore what he was before. P.S. I will be working on the NPC and List of characters. ^^b If you have any wishes for NPC or location to be added post them so I can add them to the location guide and npc list.

Weapons feelings

Mila observed the change in action. It was on the edge of brutal. '' A bit of over reaction.'' She said turning away from the view. '' It was not ordered to kill, just put him in a death danger. Its clear now. He has zero self preservation. We could turn the music to another gender if we want to make him surrender.'' Just like a switch on a weapon. She sighed walking to the computer and looking again on the date. He will be a good weapon, like a bomb drop it around enemies and turn the switch on. She turned the music back to calm. ''Is the cat subject alive?'' She asked to get a maybe as a answer. ''Send it to recovery room if there is a chance analyze the amount and type of damage. Is he hitting vital points or blindly smashing and hitting around.'' She ordered moving some of her hear behind the ear. '' I will take care of Angelos wonds, I want to see if he remebers what he was doing just now. Send him to the medical room'' Cana frowned crawling on the door. ''Idiot...Weapons arent there to protect....Only shields can protect. '' He felt frustrated and having someone who would even be there he started to rant away his frustration. '' I failed to be a weapon, I was kept around because doctor Pauls said he saw in me some use.... I wanted to go find him, when he was gone. BUt I disobeyed and got caght. I will be disposed. There is no use in me. So why would you be here and try to stand up for junk?!'' He hit the door breathing heavily. He wanted to escape, see the stars and bring the previous boss back. All those now appearing as silly dreams to Cana. No weapons dont have dreams...malfunction.... Four security robots wandered in the lab and blocked all exist with a calm calculated fashion before one spoke up. '' Please obey and follow us to your cell. Any form of resistance will cause us to react in the for it for seen fashion.''

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

@PhoenixEye9

milo cash is accepted~ move him to character tab and join

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

Lol great work Nexias really great. Taking a tree demon in front of all those GGP watching the ceremony of aging XD That sure must be fun for you~ And I know how you feel Silver XD 5 characters in my case posted. Hope You guys dont mind I used the watch salesman to inform Moris what is happening.

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

Momo

She was glad Lucatiel didnt mind her being around. Happy as same that the crystal dragon wasnt angry or blaming her or her lady for the past events. Poking Siabel in the side to encourage her. Hearing her lady sigh in return, the human planed to go and speak to Myrtle again but wanted to ensure her lady gets a bit out of her shell she was hiding away in Nexias cave. After she made sure her Lady was socializing she will search up the other human girl in the tribe. It was the festival and it was more than needed for her lady to socialize with her fellow dragons. There was no better place for that than staying at the crystal shop. At least thats how Momo saw the situation. And the crystal dragon beside beautifully, was a really warm feeling person at least to the human judgement. ''My Lady would you allow me to stay together with you to be lady Lucatiel company?'' She beamed happily. Seeing the dragon behind them she made a bow towards him or her. She couldnt guesses yet which gender the compact form could be of the shop visitor.

Siabel

There was no around it, well she didnt plan to avoid it. ''I allow it and hope you wouldnt mind me either. I hope your shop had many crystals traded with other dragons this past few days?'' Siabel smiled not minding the curios stare she felt on herself Instead walking to the table and sat down on the chair where a while ago Sealameet sat. '' Please do your duties as a shop keeper wouldnt want to let your customers be inpatient.'' She spoke to the crystal dragon leaning her head on her arm legs crossing.

Mirazan

One after another of the child showed their magic. Some did better some did worse. Her mind wasnt fully on the task of judging them. Mostly being a worry bag to begin with she was getting nearly hourly information about the happenings around. She never saw a demon in person. Being one of the youngest grand grandmothers. This whole festival was just too eventfully and not of the good kind. Judging along with what the other grand grand parents said, giving her voice to the decision of the majority. She was quite aware the moment Draken sat down in the stands too. She wasnt the one for the idea of him being there. She only respected the dragons with more experience than her explaining how it would be much better having him in the tribe. Why exactly, she didnt knew, but her instincts did not saw him as a danger. It was more the fear a happy go lucky dragon would challenge the exiled dragon and cause chaos in the tribe. There was a lot on her mind. She let her gaze down smiling at the nervous child in front of them all. The two headed dragon started performing and it looked adorable and beautiful. The work together between the heads were quite nice. ''The heads work nice together.'' Said the one of the heads of the 3 headed dragon smirking at her before following the patterns created. ''It smell nice'' Mirazan replied to the other GGF watching the dying of the flower, the green mist still a bit in the air. There was a few whispering words between the grand grand parents which Mirazan passively listened too. ''... when heads start to work together they get easier older.'' ''Well it did looked impressive but not as well as the fire child from a bit ago.'' ''... Dont be so strick, in your eyes no one would ever age.'' ''Hahha, fine fine I awaited just some more from Drakens offspring. It looks just so tame and innocent.'' Some moments passed the whispering between grandpa grand parents ended and one after another they started to tell their choose. ''Passed.'' ''You grow.'' ''Aged.'' ... Mirazan smiled '' Damia you are now a teen. You are free to follow your will explore the world and find the life you want to live. I wish you all the best.'' She said warmly to the two headed dragon before moving her head to look at the last child standing and waiting. '' Come forth its your turn. '' Her eyes wandered again to Draken now talking to another dragon and.... She wasnt sure what that was....the only thing she knew was it wasnt a dragon. She didnt recognized it as one. Confused for a few moments longer before the other grand grand parents started to react. The 3 headed ones mid head growled loud enough the whole arena heard him more than clear. ''Dragon! What are you doing!'' It growled but Mirazan raised her hand. '' Nexias, are you aware of what your companions are? Its a disgrace to interrupt the aging ceremony. ''She sighed looking and observing the situation especially curios she was on Drakens reaction. Was that tree thing a demon? ''Continue child. '' She encouraged the poor dragon who was scared for life from the 3 headed dragon growling the world away.

Chu

He was grinning as he watched Damia shyly perform the magic. It looked even more impressive than a few days ago he remembered. Seeing Aster as the water and fire dragon sat beside him. He wrapped his hand around Aster shoulder and gave him a peek on the cheek. '' You came just in time, its Damia turn. I am sure the ggp will let her get older.'' Chu hummed. Watching the show slowly end and the oldest dragon whisper something between them. ''What would you like to do after this? Want to have a romantic walk in the woods or preferring the waterfalls?'' He whispered to Aster switching his attention back as he was listening as one after another they declared the child to a teen. ''Congrats! You made it!'' Chu called out with full lungs. Being happy for anyone who aged. '' Cannot to wait who the new adults will become tomorrow. You know I bet there will be quite a few eggs dropped at the nursery after tomorrow. '' Chu laughed being in high spirit and back to his normal happy go lucky self. It was quite a shock as he nuzzled Aster shoulder with his head hearing the growl. Several rows and seats away was the place all the GGP were staring at. It was easy to recognize Draken and the human sitting beside him. '' How about we go now? '' Chu offered Aster as he found it would be good not to get involved this time around. It wasnt his fault so he was quite happy about that.

Moris

Not too far away from the rampage in the bar ''Happy Drunk'' Moris cleaned a glass. No one arrived yet, and the sounds of explosion could be heard, they were weak but still noticeable. From his years of experience they couldnt be too far away.Maybe from the marketplace? Limping as he walked to one of the tables cleaning the already clean table. He busied himself it wasnt his problem. He was in pension thanks to the incident several years ago. He didnt have to act at all. Just a limping middle aged bartender that what he was. Another explosion this time weaker sounding. He couldnt hold it. Going to the window he raised the covers that kept his guest away from the street eyes. Well more of a shaggy alleyways eyes. Hidden by towering buildings all around. He couldnt see anything at all. Cursing under his breath he put the covers back, the door was having the open sign on it. Just as he walked in his slow pace to the door, it opened. A man selling watches collapsed in front of his feet. Looking up at him before he all but hugged Moris legs. '' It was horrible so horrible.''Started the man to whine crying in the ex hunters pants. His face cringed, grabbing the man by the collar he pulled him up and pushed in one of the chairs. His mumbling about blood and being eaten alive was more than annoying. He poured him a glass of cheep alcohol. ''Its on house, just get you self together and speak again when you are able to think properly.....or more properly.'' Moris said the man gulping the alcohol away and started talking. ''It...It started with the weird customer...I...He wanted two watches to buy and I was thinking how strange he was talking ready to....call the guars, so much blood...'' ''Concentrating.'' Moris snarled making the man stiff up and like a charm continue. '' I..I saw the man fly by ....He hit the wall like a r-ragdoll the blood...the blood was everywhere.'' The watch sales man shock. ''I saw it the big ..with spikes... demon. I started to run I wanted to go back and get my gold...But then I saw it eat...it ripped meat off a ...I..I think it was a man off. '' Moris watched as the man face sunk in his hands. Making out the words scared, peeing, running, and hunter. The last probably referring to himself Moris, not may knew he was a ex hunter from his customers, only the regulars knew it. The man crying and shaking in front of him was one of them. Moris poured the man another glass of alcohol it was hard for him not to go and check himself. He had no physical condition for it anymore. His back was not what it was before the injury. ''They will...they will do something right?'' ''Who?'' MOris said barely giving attention to the man. His eyes were set on his door. ''Who? The guild! The hunter guild!They will do something!'' He stayed silent, Moris felt it in his bones tonight demons were close, the conversation from earlier today echoing in his mind. It could be....it could be they wouldnt do anything....they will let it run wild and wait to power out....letting who knows how many of the innocent untrained people die in their place... All to ensure their hide is safe in the future. The glass broke in Moris hands cutting his hand. The glass he didnt even notice he was cleaning. He grunted as a response to it all.

Corrected & Connected

Role player sheet:

Age: 22

Frequency Online:

Every day except Monday, and maybe Friday, depends.

Posting for IC would mostly happen on Tuesday, Wednesday and the weekend.

My mid terms are coming in 2 weeks so I have to prepare for them. Should still be online at least once in two days, at least.

Responsibilities Offline: Uni, care-taking, housework, programming.

Favorite tv show or books:

Favorite tv shows - It changeable from Heroes, start gate, anything that can catch my interest.
Anime is a long term interest my favorite shows are one piece, digimon and recently hetalia.
For books I enjoy a lot Mihail Jelizarov ''Book of Wisdom''

Why do you like to write/RP:
Its my hobby, beside the trill of creating world and characters to play around. Exploring settings and following adventures, I like to write to improve my English grammar and word order, a big weakness of mine.

Character Sheet:

Name: Milos Ukitaka (nickname by friends: Miro)

Alias in the DgtWld: BreGle

Age: 24

Years With Tokyo Division:
4 Years including his in training years.

Average Appearance:

Corrector Appearance:

Weapon of Choice:
His main choose is a one handed war-hammer.
Length: the handle is from his elbow 2-3 inches over the tip of his finger tips.
Weight: 4.2 kg

He prefers close range and mid range for fighting. He uses the hammer to cause shock waves when he land a hit, beside the clear physical aspect of hitting something with his hammer.
Using one hand for normal attack swinging attacks horizontally and vertically alike, while holding it with both hands and hitting it on the ground causes the ground to shake up, and may cause his opponents to lose balance, a opening he would try to use. When he swing it on a small chain that is attached to the end of the handle he uses the hammer as a shield. The faster he swing it in a circle the better of the shield it will be.
He upgraded it with the ability to raise the weight of the hammer, so when hitting something it natural causes more damage. He needs to concerted to shift the weight, needing some extra time to do the changing. Over the years he trained to raises his pain tolerance with concentration and breathing exercises. He fights a bit recklessly but tries his best to not be too reckless, and pull his team in danger.
He lacks speed, which makes him prefers to either taunt his opponent or work together with someone who would hold the opponent down. He is quite good at cleaning large amount of weaker opponents in short time, like viruses and similar.

Cell Phone:

Personality:
+social

He is like a social butterfly knowing a lot of people and enjoying the company to spend time with. He isnt much of a loner as he finds it troubling. Whenever alone he always busy himself with something. Knowing lot of people doesnt mean he has a ton of close friends. There are friends he likes to party with and there are close friends he prefers to turn to when he feels down or is in need for understanding company.

+positive

He isnt the person who paints the world back, even if the situation is bad he would try to find something positive or something to laugh at. He likes to have smiling people around himself, so he start from himself to always find a reason to smile in the end of the day.

+loyal

He values his friends in general, but for his close friends he is ready to jump in a fight with out knowing the reasons for it, to help them out. If they need something he would try to go out his way to find a way and assist them. Letting a friend hanging or turning your back on someone you respect and care for is not something a true man does.

+ determent

If he set a goal he would work hard and over hours to achieve it. If he fails the first time he would pick it up again and try to achieve what his goal is. Repeating it until he success or he cannot do it again.

- spitefully

He remembers grudges, and even if he knows he can be spiteful at times he would still do the opposite of someone he hates tells him to, only to irritate that person furthers. If irritated himself he would end up acting upon it, quite blunt and with out much thinking before hand.

- naive

He can end up believing all sort of urban myths as being true, including the media. Some times believing that everyone is good and thrust worthy, until proven otherwise. Being a social person he did get a few times mugged and tricked into buying things he never needed. Occasionally misunderstanding the oblivious.

Background:

Milos grandpa was born in Serbia moving to Japan on a opportunity, falling in love with the country and woman f his life, he founded his family there. He loved Japan as his home, but he loved his birth country too. When his sons wife gave birth to a grandson it was him who insisted that the boys name was Milos.

As both parents of Milos spent a lot of time working he was often left to be baby-sited by his grandfather. The energetic grandfather was filling the boy all kind of stories about his homeland and Japan. Most stories being of brave man and strong heroes who changed fates of their world. It was the best time for Milos, he remembers it as a never ending summer adventure with his grandpa.

He was ten years old, his parents got in a disagreement with his grandfather. Milos wasnt told what the fight was about, but the fight was the reason his parents later that year moved away to Tokyo. Milos hated it, not understanding as no one told him why they were moving away from his favorite person.

The reason behind it was that his grandpa never really approved of Milos mother, thinking she was a person fixed on his son salary instead of loving him. His son didnt believe the old man, the fights claimed down when Milos was born but several years later the grandpa started to complain once again. One of those worse fights made Milos father decide it was time to move away and cut ties with his stubborn father.

Milos was forbidden to even call his grandpa, really trying not to disappoint his parents he tried to do as they wished. Going to school his grades were in average, when the more rebellious years came around he started to skip classes to go and play video games in the close by internet cafe. Finding the school education quite stupid and useless. His parents noticed the grade drop being informed about the class skipping, one thing lead to another and Milos ended up with house arrest and his own new model of a cell phone intended to help their son better his grades. His grades did improve a little bit, and Milos mood was high again too. His parents proud they did the right thing for their sons future. What they didnt knew was Milos used the new technology to speak after years again with his grandpa. It was a cheerfully time for him. With his low average grades he couldnt get into any university so instead he took on design courses.

This new area of design and art he explored made him realize something that wasnt all that heroic or manly, he had a weakness for cute adorable things. From dolls, toys to cute video songs and others. Feeling embarrassed he liked those things he hide this trait away from anyone but the really close friends of him. It was not manly at all, he didnt want to appear weak or girly. No brave heroes were like that. He found a job where he worked from home on advertisement creations. Now having his own salary he moved away from his parents to his own little rented flat.

It was for him a shock when he was called to a meeting where he was offered to be a corrector. At first he was thinking that he did something wrong or bad. Once he was ensured it wasnt like that, he accepted it swiftly. This was the adventure he always dreamed off. Just like in some of his grandpas stories, he will be saving the world by heroically fighting for the good of all people. He was loving his new job. Starting to daily work out to get stronger in real world so he could fight even better in the Dgtwld. Concentrating mostly on lifting weights and raising his strength all around. Picking on breathing techniques as well as mental training to get better at handling any pain from fighting.

When he was 21 his grandpa died of old age. He felt devastated, using work to drown his sadness. Working harder than before and working even more out so he wouldnt spend time thinking about the old man and the times as a child he spent with him. The corrector he worked with played a big part in this period, making him feel as he was around a second family. A family that supported him, how could he let them down then? So he tried hard not to let them down either, wanting to support them just like they were there for him. Learning to push himself even over the border of his energy and strength all because he was too stubborn to give up.
As time passed Milos grief passed too. He still missed the old man, but he promised himself he would always remember the stories he was told as a boy and one day go visit the country his grandpa so loved. He become more serious, while keeping his happy positive attitude to the world.

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I got my time table for the next semester. I will update the dates when I can be online too. Thanks for the suggestions and feedback. I will remember and keep them in mind when I make a new character. ^^ After another reread to fix some minor mistakes I will move my CS to the character tab. Thanks for accepting me~ P.S. Can Milos buy cute little present for the two younger siblings? XD So to have a reason to buy them, and doesnt feel like a guilty man for buying adorable cute dolls in a store for himself XD?

Magic of the Ancients

Nettle smiled liking how happy he made the other with a simple offer to help out. The destination already in view when another voice joined them curiously asked. He waved his hand off as nothing important letting Max do the explaining. Nettle occasionally always wondered if as a female shard chosen if she had the boys hum around her. That was when she wasnt appearing to be in hurry and busy looking. ''Hope you are enjoying the celebration as much as everyone else is.'' He smiled nicely at her. Turning his attention to the goat again. Petting it this time avoiding to have more of his shelve eaten. '' So let first get this one with his friends and then tell me what do you need to get done so I can be a helping hand.'' Seeing as they arrived to the destination the other goats noticing the arrive of people and thinking probably its food time started to come closer to the gates, mingling around, keeping the people in their field of view so they wouldnt miss any gram of food.

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@AliceInRedHeels

@vietmyke

It is a one hand weapon but he can use it with both hands for a stronger hit. Not sure if that is called baby hammer or not. The war hammer in my idea should be somewhat lighter than a sledge hammer. ( so lower than 4.5 kg or 10 pounds) He tends to swing it horizontally as often as vertically. The weight shouldnt be too high for that...I think. Added the explanation for the personality. Will do another round of checking the grammar and spelling tomorrow. So I see the mistakes easier.

Weapons feelings

Yup so you have something more to write, just like I added canas doctor and will probably have robot security.