Zeroth

Apocalyptic Hunters

Potential interest here, but a few things:

It seems like you have some interesting ideas, but the way it's presented kind of makes me think this might be more suited as a Free RP rather than Casual level. I understand if you're holding back some information because you don't want to put a lot of work into something and then not get a lot of people interested, but I think more info might entice people more. For instance, what's the setting like--you included the Post-Apoc tab, so is the world in a state like Fallout? Or an endless barren desert? Or just slightly worse than modern day, with cities abandoned or destroyed because of the monsters? Do the people live in walled or domed cities to keep the monsters at bay, or do they scrounge to eke out a living anywhere they can in the midst of a new, harsher environment akin to pioneers? Obviously the Sors Cells have produced some biomechanical things, but other than that what's the technology like? Is this a setting where humanity has had to restart, pushing it back to medieval stages, or is this a far flung future where everything's chrome and has Tron-lines running everywhere?

Also, I can definitely see the God Eater influence in the sword/gun weapons, but might I suggest making it so that the weapons can have other forms besides just swords and guns? That seems like it would make it much more appealing, because people love to have weapons, fighting styles, etc that make their characters stand out more.

And finally (sorry if I'm rambling), maybe you could elaborate on the goal? Obviously the players are part of this Cerberus organization that hunts the monsters to protect people, but are they mercenaries who only do the work they're paid for, or are they like government service or a military that hunts monsters no matter where they appear? Do they assign squads, the entire force, or individuals to handle different situations? Is their goal simply to protect people, or to exterminate the Sortis once and for all? And what else, besides slaying Sortis, are they doing to try and accomplish those goals? Do the slayers bring back pieces of the monsters to study, or to use Monster Hunter style to make equipment? Are there any antagonistic or competing organizations that oppose Cerberus?

I hope these walls of text haven't discouraged you, but I see some definite potential in this idea, and I just thought I'd offer some advice.

Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic: Jedi Templar (ACCEPTING)

Damar

Name:

Damar Maadik

Species:

Human

Gender:

Male

Age:

26

Rank:

Knight (Specialization: Consular)

Lightsaber Forms:

• Shii-Cho
• Soresu
• Trakata

Equipment:

• Lightsaber (green)
  
• Jedi Robes
  

Appearance:

Personality:

Damar is inquisitive and curious at heart, but over the years has been tempered so that his impulses to find an answer don't lead him down the wrong path...still, some of his constant debating with his fellows over what the code of the Jedi, their place in the universe, and other such concepts really mean have placed him under careful watch of the Council more than once. He maintains contact with his Master and often goes to him when he feels that he is being tempted, or wants advice about how to find his answers.

He meditates and repeats the Jedi Code often, and is a good and noble soul, but perhaps too quick to argue--not out of anger, but out of a desire to make himself and his reasoning clear, and to understand the other's viewpoint. However, poking and prodding at other people's ideas and beliefs is a surefire way to make them defensive or hostile, and thus he often finds himself having to quickly excuse himself and back away else a conflict break out, which is the opposite of what he wants.

One of his greatest shortcomings, however, is that he struggles with anger despite how well he may hide it. It often goes unnoticed, because his ire is roused by one thing: evil. To spare an evildoer, to let them live, to offer forgiveness and redemption to them after what they have done...this is often hard for him. He is self-aware of this fact, and struggles with it whenever such moments arise. To fall to the Dark Side out of misplaced aggression is one of his greatest fears, and so he goes out of his way to maintain the Light Side within himself at all costs--perhaps to an impractical degree.

Biography:

Born on Tatooine, Damar grew up an impoverished orphan who had to steal and fight to survive. Yet he knew what he was doing was wrong, and was caught many times out of a subconscious desire to pay for his crimes and be something better than a thief who lies to themselves to make what they do seem right. At some point, a Jedi Master passing through noticed his Force sensitivity, a powerful Light Side pull in one who, by all circumstances, should have been an angry and desperate individual. Damar was taken to the Council, and his training began. A decade and some years later, he finally became a fully fledged Jedi in his own right, though he lacked a great deal of field experience as he had spent a great deal of time in the libraries and archives studying, and in the Academy chambers training and meditating.

When Revan began to insist upon addressing the Mandalorian threat directly, Damar sat and listened intently to both sides of the debate as it raged throughout the halls of the Jedi, with some taking one side or another and others remaining neutral. He even went to his old Master to debate the issue himself, wanting to understand all parties. He learned, mostly through rumor, that the Council wished to avoid a direct conflict because they feared that, with their current sparse information, that they may be walking into a trap. Dark tidings were rippling through the Force, and the Mandalorian's activities did not fit with their usual methods. It was felt that something bigger was at work, behind the scenes.

But the fact remained that people were dying. Revan wished to stop the carnage, and to assist the Republic that had long been an ally of the Jedi. Perhaps out of a wish to temper the more hotheaded of those who would follow the charismatic Revan, and perhaps out of a wish to see the conflict first hand and gather more information for himself before making a final decision, Damar decided to go to the front lines. After making this decision for himself, he heard that Revan's party would be giving a speech to many of the younger Jedi. Deducing that this would likely be some form of campaign to split from the Council, he decided to attend, and hopefully, fulfill his own goals while keeping others from getting too out of hand.

Other:

Because of his constant inquisitive nature, wanting to know all variables of a situation, Damar's senses are keenly developed both physically and within the Force. His ability to sense his environment in multiple dimensions is such that he often seems to "have eyes in the back of his head."

Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic: Jedi Templar (ACCEPTING)

@Rethel34I've made some edits, and tried to re-link the images. Since Trakata's such a difficult form, I think I'll stick with just it and the other two so as to justify him being relatively good at it. He'll spend time working on it, rather than learning another proper form.

With a few edits near the bottom of his backstory I added that he made the decision to visit the front lines for himself, before Revan really started recruiting, and that now he intends to attend the meeting in the hopes that he can keep things from getting out of hand.

Let me know if there are still any issues, and if not I'll put him in the CS tab.

Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic: Jedi Templar (ACCEPTING)

Here's my submission. Please let me know if there are any issues or questions and I'll do my best to iron things out!

My Character

Name:

Damar Maadik

Species:

Human

Gender:

Male

Age:

26

Rank:

Knight (Specialization: Consular)

Lightsaber Forms:

• Shii-Cho
• Soresu
• Trakata

Equipment:

• Lightsaber (green)
  
• Jedi Robes
  

Appearance:

Personality:

Damar is inquisitive and curious at heart, but over the years has been tempered so that his impulses to find an answer don't lead him down the wrong path...still, some of his constant debating with his fellows over what the code of the Jedi, their place in the universe, and other such concepts really mean have placed him under careful watch of the Council more than once. He maintains contact with his Master and often goes to him when he feels that he is being tempted, or wants advice about how to find his answers.

He meditates and repeats the Jedi Code often, and is a good and noble soul, but perhaps too quick to argue--not out of anger, but out of a desire to make himself and his reasoning clear, and to understand the other's viewpoint. However, poking and prodding at other people's ideas and beliefs is a surefire way to make them defensive or hostile, and thus he often finds himself having to quickly excuse himself and back away else a conflict break out, which is the opposite of what he wants.

One of his greatest shortcomings, however, is that he struggles with anger despite how well he may hide it. It often goes unnoticed, because his ire is roused by one thing: evil. To spare an evildoer, to let them live, to offer forgiveness and redemption to them after what they have done...this is often hard for him. He is self-aware of this fact, and struggles with it whenever such moments arise. To fall to the Dark Side out of misplaced aggression is one of his greatest fears, and so he goes out of his way to maintain the Light Side within himself at all costs--perhaps to an impractical degree.

Biography:

Born on Tatooine, Damar grew up an impoverished orphan who had to steal and fight to survive. Yet he knew what he was doing was wrong, and was caught many times out of a subconscious desire to pay for his crimes and be something better than a thief who lies to themselves to make what they do seem right. At some point, a Jedi Master passing through noticed his Force sensitivity, a powerful Light Side pull in one who, by all circumstances, should have been an angry and desperate individual. Damar was taken to the Council, and his training began. A decade and some years later, he finally became a fully fledged Jedi in his own right, though he lacked a great deal of field experience as he had spent a great deal of time in the libraries and archives studying, and in the Academy chambers training and meditating.

When Revan began to insist upon addressing the Mandalorian threat directly, Damar sat and listened intently to both sides of the debate as it raged throughout the halls of the Jedi, with some taking one side or another and others remaining neutral. He even went to his old Master to debate the issue himself, wanting to understand all parties. He learned, mostly through rumor, that the Council wished to avoid a direct conflict because they feared that, with their current sparse information, that they may be walking into a trap. Dark tidings were rippling through the Force, and the Mandalorian's activities did not fit with their usual methods. It was felt that something bigger was at work, behind the scenes.

But the fact remained that people were dying. Revan wished to stop the carnage, and to assist the Republic that had long been an ally of the Jedi. Perhaps out of a wish to temper the more hotheaded of those who would follow the charismatic Revan, and perhaps out of a wish to see the conflict first hand and gather more information for himself before making a final decision, Damar decided to go to the front lines. After making this decision for himself, he heard that Revan's party would be giving a speech to many of the younger Jedi. Deducing that this would likely be some form of campaign to split from the Council, he decided to attend, and hopefully, fulfill his own goals while keeping others from getting too out of hand.

Other:

Because of his constant inquisitive nature, wanting to know all variables of a situation, Damar's senses are keenly developed both physically and within the Force. His ability to sense his environment in multiple dimensions is such that he often seems to "have eyes in the back of his head."

Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic: Jedi Templar

Possibly interested, but I only recently bought the first Kotor on a steam sale and haven't finished it yet. Would it be necessary to have a lot of knowledge about the games, or Star Wars lore in general, to fully engage in this RP?

Also, from what little I do know, wouldn't going with Revan when he ignores the council and charges off after the Mandalorians kind of put our characters in hot water with the council? How would someone play a more devoted, light side oriented character in that situation?

FT | The Sky And The Earth

@Vongola_Hasayo

It's cool, stuff happens sometimes. I'm still here if everyone else is.

Night of the Marked [Dark Fantasy Int. Chk]

Bump: A few people have dropped out, so I'm looking for some others to join! There's no limit to how many people can join, so please check out the OOC!

Night of the Marked [Dark Fantasy Int. Chk, in Casual]

Bump: A few people have dropped out, so I'm looking for some others to join! There's no limit to how many people can join, so please check out the OOC!

Night of the Marked

@Lucius Cypher@Halvtand

Thanks for your continued interest. I'll bump up the two interest check topics again and see if that helps. I still plan to go through with this, as soon as I feel like we have enough characters.

The Jade Stream

"Are you quite through showing off, outsider?"

Dai Xin opened one eye. He hadn't changed positions since Liu left; looking up at him down below was the same handsome, if brash, fellow from yesterday. Yuen, he believed, was the man's name. He still held the Nine Dragons Trident over one shoulder.

"Yes." The redhead hopped down from the rooftop, landing easily in front of the weapons master. Though they were almost equal in height, Dai Xin was the broader in build and had the more intimidating eyes. But Yuen didn't react save to sniff and turn on his heel.

"Good. Master Min is ready for you!"

A place had been prepared, a square of swept and flattened ground, and the Mingdu students sat around it with eager faces. A few of them looked at Dai Xin and exchanged glances and whispers with excitement. While he hadn't been welcomed at first, the story of his involvement with Liu's bounty hunt had helped to put him into the village's good graces somewhat. They still wanted to send him packing, of course, but now he was at least a warrior worth facing in their eyes, rather than an arrogant challenger. Yuen left him to walk into the square on his own, and the weapons master returned to the side of the short, unassuming old man. Grandmaster Min's choice of clothing today was a little more regal, a dark green coat with patterns of golden thread that formed a dragon wreathing along his arms and around his shoulders. As he took his time walking out to the square, the old man rolled the sleeves up past his bony wrists. Dai Xin did the same.

"How did you enjoy your tour yesterday, Master Dai?"

"It was pleasant. This one thanks you for lending him the young master Liu." Dai Xin bowed his head respectfully.

"Good, good." the old man chuckled as he scratched his chin. "Well then, I suppose we should make things clear before we start. Are you representing your school during this duel?"

"No. I do not teach my own school. I am an owner, at least in part, of several, but I do not represent them either. My challenge is solely for my own satisfaction. If I am killed, there will be no need to worry of revenge. I have no heirs nor students, and no close friends who would be angered by my defeat."

"How sad." Master Min frowned, and Dai Xin raised an eyebrow. "We study martial arts to understand ourselves, and the universe. But to understand other human beings, that is worth so much more. Are you not lonely, young man?"

Dai Xin looked away from the grandmaster's discerning gaze. He was silent for a moment, and his stony expression softened.

"There is nothing in this world I love more than the martial arts." His tone hinted at sadness, but he became resolute again. He stretched his fingers, before curling them into fists.

"I'm sure you just haven't met them yet." Min twisted this way and that, popping his back with a grunt. "But enough yammering, Master Dai! Shall we get started?"

The old man took his stance, and instantly all the cheer in his aura was gone. Dai Xin did the same. The wispy, translucent shroud of Qi began to rise from the two. Yuen stood at the side of the ring, now holding a mallet. Behind him, the students rolled up a large gong. He looked between his master and the challenger with narrowed eyes. Slowly he raised the mallet.

"The duel between Dai Xin, of the Fist of the Sky, and Grandmaster Min of Five Wheel Striking Style, is ready!"

The gong's bellow reverberated throughout the town itself.

"Begin!"