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In Talrae Reborn → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
River


River stared in excitement as the window popped up telling him his quest had begun and then immediately completed. A prompt then asked him if he was sure about this decision, stating he couldn’t take another subclass if he hit yes, but what other class could possibly entice him as much as this one? River eagerly hit the button, gaining the subclass of Shifter.
Analyze Accquired. Shift Accquired. Forget Accquired. Memory Accquired
”Thank you so much Rania, and thank you again for the information on Hollys trainer, its greatly appreciated. If you don’t mind however...could I look at the list of spells available right now?” A menu appeared before him with a list of spells that he could learn in addition to the ones granted to him by the quest itself.
Recall: Can only be used while Shifted. The Shifter refreshes their memory, keeping the shape they shifted into rather than losing it. 300 MP
	Action Cost: 5 - Cool Down: 5 Minutes

Expanded Memory: The Shifter gains 1 additional Memory Slot. Requires Monster knowledge 50.

Altered Memories: The Shifter’s understanding of monsters evolve, allowing them to develop theoretically advantageous traits in them. Choose one when purchasing this passive: STR, AGI, INT, STM. Whenever the Shifter uses Shift, the chosen new stat will be increased by 3 points for each level between the original monster and the Player’s level. Requires Monster Knowledge 60

Practical Application: Due to the Shaper’s intimate knowledge of monster workings, the Shaper can more easily identify monster traits. +25 Monster knowledge. 

Expanded Memory: The Shifter gains 1 additional Memory Slot. Requires Monster Knowledge 75

Altered Memories: The Shifter’s understanding of monsters evolve, allowing them to develop an additional advantage trait. Choose an attribute from the previous list that wasn’t chosen already. That trait gains the same effect as the first, except it only increases by 2 rather than 3. Requires monster Knowledge 90.

They all appeared to be from a tree line called Shaping, it seemed that the subclasses branched out into three different lines, each complimenting the other in some fashion. The shaper line seemed to focus on the actual act of transformation like what Rania had just done. River purchased the only two spells he was able to from there, Recall and Expanded Memory, allowing him to have a larger repetoire of animals he could become, while also letting him keep the shapes he had just used. He flicked over on the menu to look at the next set of spells, this branch called “Monstrosity” which focused on enhancing the Shifted forms strengths while the other branch “Majesty” focused on debuffing enemies and buffing. The choices were so difficult. Finally he settled on the Majesty route and picked up three more spells, quickly depleting his Renn. He would need to do some questing and fast.
In Of Blood and Magic → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


The silence in the room lingered for longer than Salem cared for. Anxiety began to well up inside of him wondering if he had done something wrong already, his mind was stuck between two ideologies that contradicted themselves. One had told him to remain silent and not speak until spoken to, as is what Aaron had told him previously with Lucan. The other told him it was impolite not to introduce oneself, and he fought himself hard earlier before having said a word. The vampires heels clicked on the floor as he walked toward the plant mage, dread still filling up within him, it would seem he would have his answer soon. Salem felt a slight tug on his shirt and immediately knew he had messed up, ok so he may be one of those- The thought was cut off as Salem was flung into the air and on his back, his head hitting the wall behind him. He slowly and silently got himself up and into a kneeling position, silently listening and observing his instructor as he spoke to the room.

When finished, Salem said nothing, fighting back the urge to even acknowledge what had been said to him for after all, Count Noila never permissed him to speak nor did he request an answer. He merely asked him to try again. Salem clenched his fist, his knuckles now white from the tension. He quickly fought in his head on if he should present his hands for his failure, but the Count had already walked away amidst the chaos of him being tossed. He stood up and walked out of the classroom and just outside the front door, closing it behind him. His hands trembled with anger as he choked back words and reluctantly knocked on the wood with his middle knuckle. Knock knock knock Just three times and then silence, awaiting permission to enter the room once more. Salem would either be punished for not asking for punishment or for poor performance once more in potentially not understanding the meaning of try again.
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Maximillian Gray
Location: Human Resistance HQ: New York City, New York.
Skills:
Conjuration, New Outfit


Max would be lying if he said he wasn’t even a little shocked that nobody followed up with the information that he just gave out. He was even more thrown when he heard from multiple people suggesting that a kid known for causing chaos would be on the stealth team, but if that was the route they wanted to take, then he would play along. His head turned at the Harry Potter comment, a tad confused asking ”Is that supposed to be me?” followed shortly by a Magic the Gathering reference where he placed his hands on his hips exclaiming ”Ok, you guys are definitely talking about me.” A defeated sigh escaped him as he gave way for the nicknames to pour in, they hardly cared to do introductions before, what would make today any different? Max overheard Maria and Miss “I have a name that i wont share” talking about power absorbtion. Now that was handy. Max began to wonder how many she could hold at once, as well as to its limitations. If they could have two players, one on each team, with the power to conjure, then that would potentially make things easier. Whether by wreaking more Havok or actually using them appropriately would be up to the weilders and Lady Luck.

Well this was all a bad idea. Max understood that stopping an execution was the right thing to do, but he also understood that they were infiltrating a house of mutants with a handful of normies, and that could be a massacre. Never the less, he reluctantly began to make his way towards the vehicles, turning to the Hulk and just smiling at him. ”They say you should never meet your hero’s, but I’ve got to say, meeting 3 of you today that...well they’re probably right. Be safe out there big guy and for the green man inside, Hulk, smash.” He wasn’t sure if any of the deaths that may occur in this reality would transfer over to the main one, nor was he looking forward to the answer. ”Alright, it seems we should take two vehicles, one for stealth and one for assault. Maria, I overheard that you have the ability to absorb someone’s powers, if you can take more than one with out drawbacks to anyone including yourself, i suggest you take some of mine. Aside from that we can expect Pietro to be in the Palace, he’s an incredible speedster and if you get the chance to take his speed then I’d do so, you’ll need someone who can go toe to toe with him. Aside from that stay safe, don’t be stupid and...Avengers, Assemble.” Damn that felt cool!
In Final Fantasy XIV RP → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Expressing SMN interest
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Demetri Rowan Howell
Location: Wyandotte County Lake Park
Skills:


Demetri’s scaly body began to de-constrict as he felt the wheels of the chariot touch ground. His form relaxing and slithering down the Aphrodites kids body before transforming back into his brown eye’d self. ”Well that was unpleasant. Who decided the best mode of transportation was a vehicle with no safety measures and flying? Hm? Bloody Hell, and just where exactly are we right now?” He placed one hand above his eyes, scanning the beautiful scenery in search of some hint of where they had taken him. Surely his parents would begin to worry about him. Well when in Rome. Demetri pulled out his Polaroid camera and began to take some scenic shots to document his adventure. After a few snaps, he began to mutter to himself. ”Call to adventure, check, Supernatural aid, check, it appears Demetri that you are at the threshold between the known and unknown, about to cross through and gain a mentor just before trials and tribulations. Bloody Hell.”

Demetri had heard the Ares kid mention they needed food, and although both he and Aster were tasked with finding it, he highly doubted the kid would do anything that could potentially mess up his hair. He looked around searching for any life he could use as food, deer, fish, rabbits, whatever.”I hope you like fish, cuz I think I just found a lake full of them.” He began to rush off, letting his feet gain speed for an aerial take off. Sure he hated heights, but unless he wanted to be a bigger fishes food, a bird of prey was the optimal choice. He jumped up and closed his eyes thinking of a deadly hawk with razor sharp talons only to become a great horned owl. Ok, still a bird of prey just not...menacing at all. His wings fluttered, the wind between his feathers as he spied his prey. Swooping down, talons skidding the water before he grasped the fish tightly. He flew back around towards camp and tossed it at the kid who rushed the Giant earlier. Demetri doubled back again and again until he grabbed four fish, one for each camper.

He swooped back down onto the campsite and turned back into himself. ”There we are, four prime fish ready to be cooked. Owl bet that was impressive ey? Anyways, Pretty boy here mentioned three Greek gods. Ares, Aphrodite, and Hephaestus. Assuming these gods are real and exist and can interact with this world, I know that he’s the son of Aphrodite or so he claims, he mentioned a Hephaestus girl and Ares boy so I can only assume you’re the child of Ares and you’re the child of Hephaestus. I overheard you mentioning that i could be the child of a nature goddess due to my powers so i have to ask, what are all your powers? And can any of you start a fire?”
In - Fragmented - (dead; stay tuned for the next one!) → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Obscene Symphony lol, you'll all see once it starts but tech he didnt
In - Fragmented - (dead; stay tuned for the next one!) → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Milo Thatch

Character Information

Name: Milo Thatch
Aliases: Miles, Tails
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance

Height: 6'
Weight: 170lbs
Build: Slim
Eyes: Forest Green
Hair: Ginger
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Milo tends to lead towards the more comfortable aspect of style. Opting to wear plain white shirts, fitted khaki pants with the pant cuff rolled up high enough to see miss matched colored socks, as well as a pair of leather boots. He almost always has a leather messenger bag with him along with his Ipad, Apple Pencil, and Keyboard Cover. Milo tends to wear 5 to 6 leather and corded bracelets to cover up his black band, part ways for the stylistic look it gives him as well as to avoid any more of those capitalistic hacks who try to pawn off love to him on a daily basis.
Sexuality/Personality


Sexuality: Homosexual
Personality: Milo is a bit of a skeptic. Though he knows The Fragmented exist, and that he is in fact one of them, he views the whole notion of it as just some new capatilistic gain. Thinking that corporations and movie makers played up the idea too much when the chances of even meeting another Fragmented was slim enough, and believing they take advantage of this sliver of hope to cash in on the most life threatening opportunity one could have. Aside from all that, Milo is a fun loving guy, always happy to help those who need it even though he’s endlessly tired from his job as a Barista where he almost always hears some guest say to him “Hey baby, are you fragmented? Cuz I’ve got that missing piece ;)”

Biography

General History: Milo was born and raised in Orlando, Florida. He’s traveled to a few other states every now and then, but is mainly just stuck in Orlando with work and friends. He is the son of two well off parents who constantly offer to aid him in his endeavors, but he insists that the make it on his own. Growing up Milo was a fairly carefree child, paying little to no mind as to the world around him, save for what he cared to look into. He watched many shows where love triumphs all, or the guy always gets the girl, and grew up seeing the same plot and hook repeated until he realized that it would only ever manifest that way if it was scripted.

His parents gave him everything he’d ever wanted, and they help him out as much as he allows, but for the most part Milo spends his time at work in a coffee shop listening to horrible pick up lines and watching countless dates play in front of him. Perhaps it was this notion of seeing all of those around him so maddeningly “in love”, while he could scarcely get a decent guy to look his way, that caused him to have such a bitter outlook on life in regards to romance. He see’s the band etched into his skin everyday and swears that his soulmate must either be one of antagonism or platonic love, two pieces that many a script tend to leave out unless it inevitably ends up being love at the end.

Milo currently lives in a two bedroom apartment, and has his friend Ana who spends almost all her time there. They’re as close as can be, and if it wasnt for the fact that she’s not fragmented, theyd of sworn that they had a platonic soulbond with one another. He has a pet cat, an orange tabby named Goose, who is a fierce cuddle monster and avid sleeper. Whenever Milo is too busy at work or working late, Ana is always there with a spare key to help take care of Goose when needed.

Other

Habits: Leg shaking, Nail biting
Careers: Barista & YouTube Content Creator
Fears:
    ★ Heights
    ★ Dark

Likes:
    ★ Pocky
    ★ Coffee
    ★ Tea
    ★ Rainy Weather
    ★ Pub Subs
    ★ Gaming

Dislikes:
    ★ Romance Movies (Satirical Rom-Coms are ok)
    ★ Hot Weather
    ★ Black Coffee
    ★ Mushrooms
    ★ The "Idea" of Romance
In The Gifted - Concluded → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Maximillian Gray
Location: Hellfire Club Penthouse D6>
Skills:
New Outfit


Max nodded silently as Veil pointed out the two methods of tactics that they liked to employ. It seemed to him that the Underground and the Morlock had a few things in common to that respect. He kept his notebook and pen out just in case he needed to jot something down while they were looking around. His nerves began to well up inside of him again as they patiently awaited in the elevator. Each floor felt like it could be his last until finally the doors opened up to reveal an very modern and luxurious indoor penthouse with four others inside. One of whom began to approach them but only seemed to notice Glimpse. Max squeezed his hand tight, trying to relieve some tension and anxiety as the admittedly attractive guy came over to greet her.

Was this a trap? Did she plan this set up to get the leader of the Underground killed and the rest were just casualties to the cause? No, Max had to believe that there was more to it than just a simple set up. His eyes darted side to side as he attempted to get a feel for the room, those within it, and any places to hide, cover, or explore. It appeared to be five one four, no telling what the others powers were but he knew that at least on his team there was himself, a shielder, lasers, and a super fast psychic. Those seemed like good odds to Max, and he jotted down something quietly. ”What do we do? We have the numbers on them but it’ll be hard to investigate anything without causing some sort of alarm.” He held it in front of Veil once more, looking towards her, Sapphire, and Havock for some sort of a plan of operation. Maybe it was best to let Glimpse step out and take the elevator back down, but that would leave her in the wolves den, would she be ok?


Peter Jackson Bernard

Location: Hellfire Club Penthouse C4>D6
Skills:



Jinx tried hard not to smile as Requiem praised him in just the slightest way. Anastasia too seemed to agree with him which was just the cherry on top. Perhaps this group wouldn’t be so bad, they may actually be fun if they could loosen up a little. Jinx pulled out his phone and sent another text to Casper, a bit more irritated that he wasn’t quite responding to his messages.
”C’mooon buddy, its a great deal really, drugs so fine that you wont even feel a thing, make it all go away like you want it. Now be a dear and text me back will ya?”

He clicked his phone back onto its screensaver before shoving it into his pocket. He looked over the file that Emma had presented them, such a shame, the guy was cute and a mutant too. One of the summers it seemed, boy what Jinx would give to try each of them out. He snapped some pics of the report and the image with his cellphone, hoping that he could use them later in his investigation.

As soon as it appeared that Anastasia was ready to leave, the elevator opened up revealing Captain Britains daughter. Jinx glanced at the elevator in search of an escort or explanation as to why she was here. He turned his attention towards Emma Frost and she was as collected as always, making it very difficult to discern if this new woman was friend or foe. He began to make his way towards the elevator to welcome the guest. ”Well well well, luk wha da cat dragged in eh govn’a? What brings you in here Little Britain? Want a taste of this life of luxury?” Jinx eyed the woman up and down, jinxing her incase she was here for a fight. Her shoelaces would gladly trip her up if she dared to use her super speed on any of those in the room.
In - Fragmented - (dead; stay tuned for the next one!) → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Oh wow this blew up while I was working xD
In Talrae Reborn → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
River


River placed Pepper on his head as his genie stood behind him hands crossed. A smile beamed from ear to ear as he watched Rania switch from a hummingbird into herself right before his eyes. ”Bothrian, I’ll have to assume that means outsider or adventurer or something to that nature. I didn’t take the language skill so my apologies for not knowing a few words. My names River, and I’m a trainer who wishes to gain the skill of shifting. I feel that by becoming the creatures which I posses, I can better understand them. After all, it does everybody good to walk a mile in another’s shoes now and then right?” He approached her slowly, noting the others who were on the island as well as the massive structure that took up most of it. ”This here is Holly, she’s one of my guild mates who accompanied me here for moral support, as well as to ask you for something herself, though its not quite the same as what I’m asking for.”
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