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Here is my rough draft of Ki's CS, the edited and posted one has been washed away in the guilds database. I'll fix this up ASAP, but for now here's what I got.
Name: Ki
Age: 7-8 Years (Although he's unsure)
Gender: Male
Race: Silver (Red-Tailed Hawk)
Personality: Ki is a very quiet individual whom rarely associates with any creature of just about any kind. He dislikes being alone, but is fearful to trust anyone, this creates the stalkeresqe lifestyle that he lives.
History: Ki doesn't remember much of his past or how he got to be as unlucky as he was due to a severe head injury he sustained.
The first thing he remembers was waking up in a pool of blood and feathers, the thing was the blood wasn't all red, some of it had the colour and lustre of silver. Ki never understood what happened to him or how he gained the cognitive ability he now possessed, he felt different, constrained, bounded by this new found knowledge.
To the extent of death Ki has decided his only purpose was to discover what he was, why he could do what he could, and how he could be normal once more.
The adventures and exploits of this one little bird were many, and his journey led him nowhere he wished to go. During his time he
he travelled from his homeland in Canada to many other places in the world to try and find others like him and discover what, and why they are.
Eventually he heard of a place full of non-human beings, a school that taught anyone there all manner of things. A floating information bank as it were.
It took Ki some time to find it, but it seemed to draw him in. He found the floating academy and entered it surprisingly un-hindered. He spent the night before the academy's opening on the grounds itself, even though he's sure he was spotted the staff didn't seem to pay him much mind.
The following morning Ki woke with a start.
The time for learning, has finally started.
Appearance:
Normal Form:
Hummingbird Form:
Human Form:
Other: Ki is not usually in his normal from aside from when he's alone, otherwise he usually looks like a small hummingbird. And he is rarely ever in human form, as when he is he stutters and slurs and awkwardly moves, too nervous to normally be around humans, Although they seem to be the only ones intelligent enough for him to bother with.
Name: Ki
Age: 7-8 Years (Although he's unsure)
Gender: Male
Race: Silver (Red-Tailed Hawk)
Personality: Ki is a very quiet individual whom rarely associates with any creature of just about any kind. He dislikes being alone, but is fearful to trust anyone, this creates the stalkeresqe lifestyle that he lives.
History: Ki doesn't remember much of his past or how he got to be as unlucky as he was due to a severe head injury he sustained.
The first thing he remembers was waking up in a pool of blood and feathers, the thing was the blood wasn't all red, some of it had the colour and lustre of silver. Ki never understood what happened to him or how he gained the cognitive ability he now possessed, he felt different, constrained, bounded by this new found knowledge.
To the extent of death Ki has decided his only purpose was to discover what he was, why he could do what he could, and how he could be normal once more.
The adventures and exploits of this one little bird were many, and his journey led him nowhere he wished to go. During his time he
he travelled from his homeland in Canada to many other places in the world to try and find others like him and discover what, and why they are.
Eventually he heard of a place full of non-human beings, a school that taught anyone there all manner of things. A floating information bank as it were.
It took Ki some time to find it, but it seemed to draw him in. He found the floating academy and entered it surprisingly un-hindered. He spent the night before the academy's opening on the grounds itself, even though he's sure he was spotted the staff didn't seem to pay him much mind.
The following morning Ki woke with a start.
The time for learning, has finally started.
Appearance:
Normal Form:
Hummingbird Form:
Human Form:
Other: Ki is not usually in his normal from aside from when he's alone, otherwise he usually looks like a small hummingbird. And he is rarely ever in human form, as when he is he stutters and slurs and awkwardly moves, too nervous to normally be around humans, Although they seem to be the only ones intelligent enough for him to bother with.
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So how much of us is here? Are we still waiting for someone? Are we starting anytime soon?
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Ya, last I heard Roo has allot of stuff going on currently.
But after it's worked everything out I believe we will be starting.
But after it's worked everything out I believe we will be starting.
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Name: Rin
Age: 21, died at age 13
Sex: Cisgendered
Gender: Female
Class: Lich
Race: Zombie
Appearance: Rin is a petite girl, standing in at only 5"1'. Her skin has a range of pigments, as she is sewn up in patches, and varies from an off white to a bruised purple. Her eyes are typically teal, but can change to pitch black with glowing fuchsia pupils. Her hair is fuchsia, and is tied up in two long, wild pigtails decorated with bows. She typically wears dress clothes that are dirty and torn to match her undead appearance.
Personality: Rin's mentality regularly borders insanity. While most may perceive her as an evil being, her alliance is actually rather neutral, as she doesn't care much of what she does or who gets hurt, as long as she is entertained. Typically she is malicious and twisted, though she does have an innocence and playful side since she never truly had the chance to grow up, but it seldom shows itself. She is prone to sudden fits of rage, and cannot seem to help but be overcome with emotion, be it anger, sadness, excitement, etc..
History: Rin was born and raised in a Coven of Witches that is scattered about Asia. She grew up in rural Japan with her mother, and was brought to gatherings held by the Coven's local chapter from the time she could walk. She took to preforming magic and dark rituals like a natural, and by the time she was 8 started mastering spells and rites advanced for her young age. As time went on, her powers only grew and grew, and she was valued by the entire Coven as a prodigy.
When she turned 13, she and a few other young representatives of the Coven were sent all over the world. Unfortunately, while the 5 girls were at the end of their journey, they were discovered by officers of a supernatural Serpent Society. The snakes, led by General Simon Blake, had tracked down the girls to bring them back to their underground city and use their rumored powers to aid protection and defenses of the city. Without hesitation, the girls put up a fight, and were verily underestimated by the cold-blooded soldiers. However, once the General realized what he was up against, he pulled out all the stops. While the Witches were far more powerful, they were outnumbered, and after the first witch fell, they fled, not wanting to fall into the hands of the adversary. General Blake saw that Rin was among the strongest of the Witches, and ordered all his remaining men on her. While her sisters escaped, Rin was restrained, and beaten unconscious for good measure before she was dragged off to the snake's city.
The snakes were not merciless; they hurriedly took her away from Blake and his men and treated her. She was put in livable conditions, where of course she was not allowed to leave until she was finished helping the city and it's people, but still, while she was certainly being kidnapped, the city officials never intended for any harm to come of the young witch. But Blake had other plans. He discreetly took Rin from her cell, night after night, and forcefully demanded she use her abilities to aid him in his revenge against the man who murdered his wife and unborn child. Even once she complied, after having been violently persuaded, even with her mastery of the dark arts there was nothing she could do. Surprisingly, she couldn't even locate the souls of Blake's deceased loved ones, but Blake only cared about results, and when Rin proved to be useless, he brutally tortured her. It went on for weeks, until finally, in an especially violent fit of rage, he finally ended her, though it was slow and gruesome. He tossed her body out on the streets above, telling the authorities of the Serpent Society that she had escaped, though many knew better.
The Coven was able to locate Rin and her fellow witch. Because of how treasured and respected the girls had been to their Coven, many of the witches were so enraged and in mourning that they organized a mass to conduct a forbidden ritual of epic proportions. Normal necromancy would not suffice; they needed hell to rain down on the murderous serpents. And this weapon of vengeance formed in Rin, as she was bound back into her rotting body, and had all her magical ability returned and then some, as well as a monstrous instinctive drive to wipe Simon and his snakes off the map. Overflowing with the power of dark forces summoned by her Coven, she stormed through the society of snakes, maiming, tearing, obliterating anyone who had the misfortune of getting in her way until she managed to track down Simon. By then she had killed off more than half of the city's residents, but she did not allow Simon to simply die knowing he had brought death to his people. First she played with him a bit, being thorough to make sure he suffered, just as she had, before she finally summoned all the hellish forces that had brought her back from the grave onto him.
Well all was said and done, Rin did not know where to go. She remained animated, as long as she held on to her phylactery. She thought it best she report back to the Coven, to bring news of her triumph over death and her murderer. However, she was unable to find them before she ran into Ex, the God of Mischief. Having heard of her deeds, Ex thought she would make a fun little minion, and when he couldn't take no for an answer, he wasted no time tricking Rin to hand over her phylactery. Of course, as long as he held on to it, Rin had no choice but to stick with Ex, though she has loathed every minute of it ever since.
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Age: 21, died at age 13
Sex: Cisgendered
Gender: Female
Class: Lich
Race: Zombie
Appearance: Rin is a petite girl, standing in at only 5"1'. Her skin has a range of pigments, as she is sewn up in patches, and varies from an off white to a bruised purple. Her eyes are typically teal, but can change to pitch black with glowing fuchsia pupils. Her hair is fuchsia, and is tied up in two long, wild pigtails decorated with bows. She typically wears dress clothes that are dirty and torn to match her undead appearance.
Personality: Rin's mentality regularly borders insanity. While most may perceive her as an evil being, her alliance is actually rather neutral, as she doesn't care much of what she does or who gets hurt, as long as she is entertained. Typically she is malicious and twisted, though she does have an innocence and playful side since she never truly had the chance to grow up, but it seldom shows itself. She is prone to sudden fits of rage, and cannot seem to help but be overcome with emotion, be it anger, sadness, excitement, etc..
History: Rin was born and raised in a Coven of Witches that is scattered about Asia. She grew up in rural Japan with her mother, and was brought to gatherings held by the Coven's local chapter from the time she could walk. She took to preforming magic and dark rituals like a natural, and by the time she was 8 started mastering spells and rites advanced for her young age. As time went on, her powers only grew and grew, and she was valued by the entire Coven as a prodigy.
When she turned 13, she and a few other young representatives of the Coven were sent all over the world. Unfortunately, while the 5 girls were at the end of their journey, they were discovered by officers of a supernatural Serpent Society. The snakes, led by General Simon Blake, had tracked down the girls to bring them back to their underground city and use their rumored powers to aid protection and defenses of the city. Without hesitation, the girls put up a fight, and were verily underestimated by the cold-blooded soldiers. However, once the General realized what he was up against, he pulled out all the stops. While the Witches were far more powerful, they were outnumbered, and after the first witch fell, they fled, not wanting to fall into the hands of the adversary. General Blake saw that Rin was among the strongest of the Witches, and ordered all his remaining men on her. While her sisters escaped, Rin was restrained, and beaten unconscious for good measure before she was dragged off to the snake's city.
The snakes were not merciless; they hurriedly took her away from Blake and his men and treated her. She was put in livable conditions, where of course she was not allowed to leave until she was finished helping the city and it's people, but still, while she was certainly being kidnapped, the city officials never intended for any harm to come of the young witch. But Blake had other plans. He discreetly took Rin from her cell, night after night, and forcefully demanded she use her abilities to aid him in his revenge against the man who murdered his wife and unborn child. Even once she complied, after having been violently persuaded, even with her mastery of the dark arts there was nothing she could do. Surprisingly, she couldn't even locate the souls of Blake's deceased loved ones, but Blake only cared about results, and when Rin proved to be useless, he brutally tortured her. It went on for weeks, until finally, in an especially violent fit of rage, he finally ended her, though it was slow and gruesome. He tossed her body out on the streets above, telling the authorities of the Serpent Society that she had escaped, though many knew better.
The Coven was able to locate Rin and her fellow witch. Because of how treasured and respected the girls had been to their Coven, many of the witches were so enraged and in mourning that they organized a mass to conduct a forbidden ritual of epic proportions. Normal necromancy would not suffice; they needed hell to rain down on the murderous serpents. And this weapon of vengeance formed in Rin, as she was bound back into her rotting body, and had all her magical ability returned and then some, as well as a monstrous instinctive drive to wipe Simon and his snakes off the map. Overflowing with the power of dark forces summoned by her Coven, she stormed through the society of snakes, maiming, tearing, obliterating anyone who had the misfortune of getting in her way until she managed to track down Simon. By then she had killed off more than half of the city's residents, but she did not allow Simon to simply die knowing he had brought death to his people. First she played with him a bit, being thorough to make sure he suffered, just as she had, before she finally summoned all the hellish forces that had brought her back from the grave onto him.
Well all was said and done, Rin did not know where to go. She remained animated, as long as she held on to her phylactery. She thought it best she report back to the Coven, to bring news of her triumph over death and her murderer. However, she was unable to find them before she ran into Ex, the God of Mischief. Having heard of her deeds, Ex thought she would make a fun little minion, and when he couldn't take no for an answer, he wasted no time tricking Rin to hand over her phylactery. Of course, as long as he held on to it, Rin had no choice but to stick with Ex, though she has loathed every minute of it ever since.
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Alright.
Working on the IC now.....
It's been decided that this version of the school will have a name change. The Official name of the new Academy will be announced with the release of the new IC, which will hopefully be up tonight.....
Working on the IC now.....
It's been decided that this version of the school will have a name change. The Official name of the new Academy will be announced with the release of the new IC, which will hopefully be up tonight.....
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Hey I'm totally not late to the party. 2nd character GO:
Name: Mona Merricks
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
Position: Student
Class: Martial Artist
Race: Human
Appearance: (Temp picture)
Personality: Mona is a bit of a sluggish brute at a first glance. She isn't the brightest bulb there is. She's the type who doesn't like to be rushed and takes the world around her at face value. Usually found with a blank expression and lost in her own world, she has a bad habit of shuffling her feet when she walks and sways to and fro hunched over from years of poor posture. Mona isn't too fond of helping others or being social, leaning towards isolation over interaction. Not being the talkative type, she has a very ho-hum attitude when dealing with others, usually responding with a short nod or a few short comments. With her one track mind, she undertakes her tasks with razor sharp focus, but becomes flustered and stuck when she has to multitask and divide her attention. When she faces problems or arguments she can't overcome, she finds that the simplest solution is to either punch it out or walk away and just give up, since words and dealing with simple niceties doesn't make too much sense to her.
Mona shows no real reaction except when she's either in the ring, or magic is involved. Due to her past, she has a strong aversion to the supernatural, and strangely enough, magic has an aversion to her. To her, magic is like mold: gross, invasive, and best out of sight. Mona is heavily prejudiced against magic, believing it all to be fake witchcraft, curses, and dark arts; nonsense, never having encountered true sorcery. All in all, as long as it doesn't touch her, she won't touch it; but God help you if you force it onto her.
She keeps her mop of hair short in a pixie cut for convenience and stands at 5"5' when not slouching. She sports a slew of torn, two-sizes-too-small hoodies that she outgrew years ago and is seen with comfortable, baggy sweat pants. Finding clothes too restrictive, she wears her goodwill hoodies overtop her unwashed wife beater, or on days when she's practicing in the ring, her sports bra and jersey shorts.
History:
Mona grew up with a pair of very cheery yet horribly gullible parents who were crazed fanatics of the dark arts and mysticism. Ever since she was a young child her house was crowded with mountains of dusty, dream catchers, and shrunken heads bought off craigslist and assorted garage sales. Raised in an environment where the occult is the norm, her first few days of school were terribly embarrassing. She walked through the front doors of her elementary school covered in demonic fetishes, otherworldly necklaces, and a charm bracelet of human finger bones, and because of them, was horribly mistreated by both the staff and her peers. After returning home with a black eye and bruises, her parents noticed that somebody had scratched Mona's petrified eyeball earing and immediately took her to the local fortune teller for guidance. Armed with her magical $16.99 lava lamp, the mystic lazily muttered that the cause of her being bullied was the result of "being born under a foreboding star; casually waving her hand in the air while texting under the table. Having heard something similar on a Yahoo Answers forum, Mona's parents were brought to tears fearing the worst for their poor daughter. At once, against Mona's will, they embarked on a cross-country journey in the family van to search for a cure to rid Mona of the terrible curse.
For two years they travelled all across North America, and for two years Mona was without friends or schooling— growing colder and more withdrawn with each moon. They traveled to psychics, palm readers, stage magicians, party clowns, anyone who had a claim to fame in the world of wizardry and the unknown. It wasn't until Mona was 11 years old that they came upon a single rickety shack along a cliff side. When approached, the mysterious hermit who lived inside chose not to leave the doorframe. After hearing their story of woe, out of either pity or annoyance, waved his hand across young Mona. With a long incantation that rang through the air, he told the family that they would not have to fear for their child any longer. Not even the stars nor heavens above would graze her skin—warded from the prying eyes of forces both known unknown. Believing their two year quest to be over from hearing such comforting words, they returned to their home, only to find the place foreclosed; their time away had left the house in shambles and their taxes unpaid. All of the junk they had hoarded all their lives were sold or thrown out by the auctioneers, and poor Mona, still wearing the same clothes she had on when she left her home, was sent to a foster home.
Since then, Mona decided not to let the obviously fake ramblings of "magic" and "curses" to tell her what her life will be. Instead, she began down a path of physical training, learning Mixed Martial Arts and learning to take control of her future. Her performance in school however, already 2 years behind, as she never learned to bounce back academically and was kicked out of most every school she was transferred to. Now, at the ripe age of 16, Mona just received an invitation to join a school in a far off land. Having all the expenses being paid, Mona said goodbye to her foster parents and is now moving on to join NLA, unaware of the magic and mystery to come
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From that chance meeting with the powerful mage, which she barely remembers, Mona has been protected by an unusually powerful magic suppression field. Reaching only up to half a foot from the edges of her body, it is capable of suppressing, but not destroying, magic that enters its aura. For example, a magically created gust of wind would not bend around, but would instead create a pocket around her where she would not be impeded by the gust nor feel the effect of the wind. However, if the powerful gust blew a rock towards her, the rock would most definitely hit her, since the rock was not magically conjured or enchanted in any way. While Mona would not be able to feel the heat or be able to touch a magically produced fire, a flame from an ordinary lighter could easily burn her.
If she were to enter a magical zone, the area in her immediate reach would quickly pop to its original form before it was magically enhanced, and when she leaves, would return to normal as if nothing happened.
The specifics that her magic suppression field effects includes, but is not limited to: magical detection, divination or scrying; magically conjured spells or monsters; and supernatural abilities such as self-enhancing power-ups or transformations.
While her suppression field may do wonders to guard her against the perils of magic, she is still left with only her martial arts skills for her offense.
Name: Mona Merricks
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
Position: Student
Class: Martial Artist
Race: Human
Appearance: (Temp picture)
Personality: Mona is a bit of a sluggish brute at a first glance. She isn't the brightest bulb there is. She's the type who doesn't like to be rushed and takes the world around her at face value. Usually found with a blank expression and lost in her own world, she has a bad habit of shuffling her feet when she walks and sways to and fro hunched over from years of poor posture. Mona isn't too fond of helping others or being social, leaning towards isolation over interaction. Not being the talkative type, she has a very ho-hum attitude when dealing with others, usually responding with a short nod or a few short comments. With her one track mind, she undertakes her tasks with razor sharp focus, but becomes flustered and stuck when she has to multitask and divide her attention. When she faces problems or arguments she can't overcome, she finds that the simplest solution is to either punch it out or walk away and just give up, since words and dealing with simple niceties doesn't make too much sense to her.
Mona shows no real reaction except when she's either in the ring, or magic is involved. Due to her past, she has a strong aversion to the supernatural, and strangely enough, magic has an aversion to her. To her, magic is like mold: gross, invasive, and best out of sight. Mona is heavily prejudiced against magic, believing it all to be fake witchcraft, curses, and dark arts; nonsense, never having encountered true sorcery. All in all, as long as it doesn't touch her, she won't touch it; but God help you if you force it onto her.
She keeps her mop of hair short in a pixie cut for convenience and stands at 5"5' when not slouching. She sports a slew of torn, two-sizes-too-small hoodies that she outgrew years ago and is seen with comfortable, baggy sweat pants. Finding clothes too restrictive, she wears her goodwill hoodies overtop her unwashed wife beater, or on days when she's practicing in the ring, her sports bra and jersey shorts.
History:
Mona grew up with a pair of very cheery yet horribly gullible parents who were crazed fanatics of the dark arts and mysticism. Ever since she was a young child her house was crowded with mountains of dusty, dream catchers, and shrunken heads bought off craigslist and assorted garage sales. Raised in an environment where the occult is the norm, her first few days of school were terribly embarrassing. She walked through the front doors of her elementary school covered in demonic fetishes, otherworldly necklaces, and a charm bracelet of human finger bones, and because of them, was horribly mistreated by both the staff and her peers. After returning home with a black eye and bruises, her parents noticed that somebody had scratched Mona's petrified eyeball earing and immediately took her to the local fortune teller for guidance. Armed with her magical $16.99 lava lamp, the mystic lazily muttered that the cause of her being bullied was the result of "being born under a foreboding star; casually waving her hand in the air while texting under the table. Having heard something similar on a Yahoo Answers forum, Mona's parents were brought to tears fearing the worst for their poor daughter. At once, against Mona's will, they embarked on a cross-country journey in the family van to search for a cure to rid Mona of the terrible curse.
For two years they travelled all across North America, and for two years Mona was without friends or schooling— growing colder and more withdrawn with each moon. They traveled to psychics, palm readers, stage magicians, party clowns, anyone who had a claim to fame in the world of wizardry and the unknown. It wasn't until Mona was 11 years old that they came upon a single rickety shack along a cliff side. When approached, the mysterious hermit who lived inside chose not to leave the doorframe. After hearing their story of woe, out of either pity or annoyance, waved his hand across young Mona. With a long incantation that rang through the air, he told the family that they would not have to fear for their child any longer. Not even the stars nor heavens above would graze her skin—warded from the prying eyes of forces both known unknown. Believing their two year quest to be over from hearing such comforting words, they returned to their home, only to find the place foreclosed; their time away had left the house in shambles and their taxes unpaid. All of the junk they had hoarded all their lives were sold or thrown out by the auctioneers, and poor Mona, still wearing the same clothes she had on when she left her home, was sent to a foster home.
Since then, Mona decided not to let the obviously fake ramblings of "magic" and "curses" to tell her what her life will be. Instead, she began down a path of physical training, learning Mixed Martial Arts and learning to take control of her future. Her performance in school however, already 2 years behind, as she never learned to bounce back academically and was kicked out of most every school she was transferred to. Now, at the ripe age of 16, Mona just received an invitation to join a school in a far off land. Having all the expenses being paid, Mona said goodbye to her foster parents and is now moving on to join NLA, unaware of the magic and mystery to come
Other:
From that chance meeting with the powerful mage, which she barely remembers, Mona has been protected by an unusually powerful magic suppression field. Reaching only up to half a foot from the edges of her body, it is capable of suppressing, but not destroying, magic that enters its aura. For example, a magically created gust of wind would not bend around, but would instead create a pocket around her where she would not be impeded by the gust nor feel the effect of the wind. However, if the powerful gust blew a rock towards her, the rock would most definitely hit her, since the rock was not magically conjured or enchanted in any way. While Mona would not be able to feel the heat or be able to touch a magically produced fire, a flame from an ordinary lighter could easily burn her.
If she were to enter a magical zone, the area in her immediate reach would quickly pop to its original form before it was magically enhanced, and when she leaves, would return to normal as if nothing happened.
The specifics that her magic suppression field effects includes, but is not limited to: magical detection, divination or scrying; magically conjured spells or monsters; and supernatural abilities such as self-enhancing power-ups or transformations.
While her suppression field may do wonders to guard her against the perils of magic, she is still left with only her martial arts skills for her offense.
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I posted for Seth, sorry if it's not great but my laptop should be fixed up soon.
And I'm working on adding to Ki's Cs.
And I'm working on adding to Ki's Cs.
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That's fine! Thanks for putting up a post!
Alrighty, whenever you're available would be great.
If it's alright, Rin will be entering with Ex. I think she's in best shape as long as she's within a few miles of him, and if she came through her own portal, she might be at risk of.....well, whatever happens to liches when they are on the other side of the world from their phylact-whatever.
...though now that I think about it, Ex can probably choose to use a portal or just poof there, since he's a God.
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