VarionusNW

JEL's Guild RP

Name:R. Edyn
Age: Appears 19, but in reality is an ageless manifestation of something something mutter mutter.
Appearance:

without the necklace or black nails. The wings appear on command, but don't actually allow him to float more than a few feet off the ground.
Personality: R is quite the airhead... or rather, he is pretty oblivious to normal customs, with your typical emotionless doll style emotions (aka- not so visible/audible). R has the curiosity of a child, and in this sense can be reckless, though, he doesn't react to pain, since he doesn't have pain receptors, and isn't technically even alive.
Magic: Summoning magic- R is able to summon small guard-like entities to protect himself and his allies, as well as boosting them. These entities are based on the Vylon archetype from the Yu-Gi-Oh! card game, and are called the Veld. These are the important summons so far (I will add more as we continue)

The Cube

This Summon is a walking armory, allowing R to retreive and place weapons within it.

Weapons: The Veld (his summons), as well as the Material, which is a sword like weapon made out of Veld energy.
Other: I have mentioned that R is a non-human manifestation of [stuff], though he can still technically die. R, if enough damage is sustained, will disappear. R is actually quite squishy, and therefore must use the [entities] to protect himself.

almost done.

Return of an Ancient World - The collision (working title) (fantasy/apocalypse/modern or Sci-Fi RP)

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Return of an Ancient World - The collision (working title) (fantasy/apocalypse/modern or Sci-Fi RP)

Modern would probably be easier to do, considering that the world will be semi-based on the real world, just mixed with a fantasy world.

Return of an Ancient World - The collision (working title) (fantasy/apocalypse/modern or Sci-Fi RP)

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Return of an Ancient World - The collision (working title) (fantasy/apocalypse/modern or Sci-Fi RP)

I know the idea of a fantasy/modern(or Sci-Fi)/apocalypse RP is a bit weird, but just go with it.

Thousands of years ago, magic existed in our world, along with the creatures who could harness it. Over time, we lost touch with this magic, as our world seemingly split into 2 different dimensions. Both worlds looked identical, but one contained magic, the other contained us. Fast forward to [insert year here] Humanity has thrived with its technological achievements, never being able to return to those days of magic that they had forgotten. The only magic they knew were in stories and myths. The other great races, separated from humans by a dimensional boundary, though they also don't know. These other races told stories to each other about the olden days, where great human blacksmiths crafted great weapons, with more technological prowess than any other race. At some point, each of the worlds became nothing more than a story to the other, leaving them completely isolated.

Now, a catastrophic event has occurred. These two worlds collided, becoming 1 world. The Geography of the worlds completely lined up, though, the man-made structures did not. Great Elven cities emerged from human landfills. Great works of human ingenuity filled with the remnants of chicken farms. The world was thrown into chaos. Now, the people of these worlds have to combat disease, hunger, creatures, and most importantly, each other.

Things I don't have finalized:
1. Human time period, I can't decide on Modern or futuristic
2. Array of races/creatures for the magic world, so I will leave this up to your suggestions
3. If Disease will have a major effect.
4. Setting (in relation to a place in our world)
4. Other things I can't decide on.
If you have an opinion about one of these, feel free to state your opinion as to help with the decision. Or.. I could just let you guys decide 1, 3, and 4.

The RP will most likely take place right after the collision.
Feel free to post your opinions/Ideas.
Thank you for taking the time to read this!

Strangetown (Supernatural/human rp)

I'm not sure if this was answered yet, but what is the state of the supernatural/human relationship? do the humans know, or is it a secret hidden within the town?

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Ark was surprised when Dagny's fist suddenly connected with his snout. A flash of pain shot through his face. Ark, after about half a second, jumped back, clearing the full length of the bench, and pulled a dagger out of his bag. He had just barely dodged Dagny's second punch. His speech was temporarily altered, given his jaw had just encountered the force of 370 hammers simultaneously smashing into it. Ark muttered something under his breath, with a bit of difficulty. Ark's dagger began to glow a faint white. "WHA ES WONG WETH YA!!!" He was in a seething rage. Why the hell did she just punch him? She must have misinterpreted him. Ark didn't have his bow on him, and wasn't up to fighting, so he decided to take a defensive approach. He pulled another dagger out of his bag, holding them in a fashion as to block incoming attacks to the best of his ability. Both daggers had a faint white glow to them.

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Ark's glare didn't let up. He looked at Dagny in a way that made him seem as if he didn't care, because he didn't. This dragon girl was overreacting to a situation that had nothing to do with her. "Hmm? I guess you two know each other?" Ark lessened his grip on the dagger in his bag. "Look, Dagny. Whatever your mad over, be it what just happened, or yesterday's... incident, it has little to nothing to do with you, so if you could please get out of my way. Otherwise.. well. I think we all know what will happen." Ark looked and sounded like a total dick. He was trying to seem sincere and serious, but, well, that didn't really work out. By "Otherwise.. well. I think we all know what will happen." Ark meant he would have to move Dagny out of the way, though, this could easily be misinterpreted. What a terrible situation.

(#Scaleswag. #Sinkdahship. #Biasboat. #Scalesquad.)

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

(sorry that this took so long)

Ark looked at the terrible situation that had unfolded before him. Dagny, the same dragon girl from 4-Q who had entered late, like he did, though, she didn't get annoyed by the teacher. She looked like she was about to kill him. Why would someone overreact to a situation as simple as this? Did Dagny and Ariadne have something going on between them?

Ark moved Ariadne off him, by her shoulders, of course, and sat her upright. He pulled his thick hide coat out of his bag, and placed it over her shoulders. "That should help with the cold." Ark stood up and looked the dragon girl in the eye with a menacing glare. The sign of a true asshole. "What do you want, Diagonal..was it?" Ark's hand was in his bag, gripped around the handle of a dagger, though it looked like he was just resting it in his bag.

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

Ark had no major reaction to the lunch bell. He simply got up from his seat, making sure he had all of his things, and put has bag back at his side. For your information, most Draconians use a bag that attaches to the belt at the side, rather than a backpack, because, well, they have wings. Ark made his way to the cafeteria in silence. The constant whispers of other students surrounded him as he walked. The constant silent taunts getting on his nerves. He didn't do anything wrong. It was an accident. Why are these people unable to realize that? Is everyone incapable of thought?

Once he finally reached his destination, Ark realized he wasn't hungry. This was probably because of the immense rage he was feeling. He got a simple bread roll, and ate it on his way out to the courtyard. Ark didn't like the snow, but he was trying to look for that Lamia girl, so that he could apologize again. He felt that all of the rumors had falsified his previous apology. Instead of finding Ariadne, he found something much worse for him. Sitting alone on a snowy bench, breathing fire at food before eating it was Dagny. Just by being in her sight, his fate would soon be sealed. Ark made his way through the snow, and cleared some of it off of a nearby bench, and sat down.