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Niccea Majeare
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PostPosted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 3:03 pm


Alrighty this thread is for are write happy fanatics. If you character has an overly extencive history pre-plot and you want to get it out, post here. We can't assure anyone but me will actually read them though.
PostPosted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 3:13 pm


*Chapter one- The death of a great village*

Asriel was born in a distant land. This land was concealed magically by the Mages of Wisdom, Magic, and Power. This was the village of mages. His parents were both high mages of the village (So basically they were like the king and queen) together lived Thousands of mages living in harmony until one day....

Asriel was still an infant, in his cradle rocking slowly back and forth with his parents watching over him, when a guard rushed to them "M'lord!" He said to Asriel's father "The demons! Their attack the city! They've gotten through our defense!" At that instant a large explosion occurred which caused the infant to start crying.

"Get everyone to safety! All recurits at the front! Prepare to attack!" Asriel's father yelled "Take the infant to safety! Take him to his grandfather in Neptia!" He ordered to a maid. The maid got into a black cloak and took Asirel with her to a secret passage away in the castle they were in. Asriel's Mother and Father quickly ran outside to see what was going on...

Outside of the castle was mass chaos, there were rather disturbing, and ugly, demons attacking the village. They had massive cannons shooting towards the village destorying homes and attacking the castle at the same time. People were screaming and running around not knowing what to do and trying to get into the shelters, while the knights and recruits started attacking the demons, but failed miserably, blood shed was everywhere.

The strongest mages were on the top of the castle preparing ultimate spells. Four mages combined their magic to cast one of the strongest spells meteor. The four energy waves of magic floated into the air and caused a small black hole which sucked in meteors from deep space slowly falling to the ground hitting the demons, but the spell barely did any effect, the demons were much larger in numbers. The mages panicked and were unaware of the cannon ball that was aiming towards right towards them...

Meanwhile, Asriel's Father and mother got towards the middle part of the castle "We must cast it...." Asriel's mother said quietly. Asriel's father nodded and they both swayed there arms in a certain motion, and around them glowed a bright blue light. They both floated into the air and out towards above the demons.

"To this day.." Asriel's mother started as they did a strange dance, almost like a ritural. "..all of this land shall no longer be infested with demons!" Asriel's father finished....

"NINO!" Asriel's mother started
"TETRU"Asriel's father continued
"PEDTRA!" They both yelled as a blue light engulfed the area

Out in the distance was the maid with the infant. She turned to watch the Village engulf in a blue light. The wind blew furiously as it did. She quickly turned away and ran and the light started to collapsed and exploded.

The next morning the maid had made it to the Village of Neptia. She maid it to a house, nearly dead. There was an old man. The old man quickly went to help her. "What happened? Are you okay?!" He exclaimed. "Take...the....child..." She handed him the infant and she fell to the ground. The maid died hours later. The infant had a note attached to the blankets.

The note read: "Please take Asriel in and rasie him, the village of High mages has fallen, he is the last one, tell him when he's ready...please..."

~Nylram & Tyjet~

He looked at the child, who was crying still and didn't get a good nights sleep at all. "...so...it has begun..."

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*Chapter two- It begins*

As the years went by Asriel was rasied by his grandfather from his mother's side. His grandfather would dare not tell Asriel of how he got to Neptia or were his parents were. For the simple fact, he didn't know himself!. Over the years Asriel learned the art of the sword, which his grandfather taught him. Asriel caught on very quickly and joined the Neptain army at the age of 6. He had to do this, Asriel's grandfather could not make enough money anymore for the both of them.

So Asriel served in the army, still thinking that his parents died because they wrer both trampled by horses. He served in the army for 3 years, at the age of nine he was already well know and was one of the best knights the castle had ever seen.

After that had happened the king appointed Asriel to be his daughters personal gaurd, his daughter was at the age of 14. So Asriel and his grandfather stayed in the castle and lived there instead in the village in the slums.

at the age of 17 Asriel became the head of the castle army and gaurd and now was the Royal protector of the queen. They won many wars with Asriel's leadership. Asriel's like was at his fullest untill one gloomy day...

"Asriel...I must speak with you.." Asriel's grandfather told him as they were eating breakfast. "...Alone..." Asriel nodded and they went to a privete room to talk

"Asriel...your not all what you think you are..."
"What do you mean?" Asriel asked
'...Asriel...your parents are still alive!"

Asriel was shocked, after all these years his grandfather had been lying to him. "But...I thought you said--"
"I had to lie to you..." His grandfather interupted. "you weren't ready to hear it...Asriel...your a mage!"

Asriel was shocked even more. Him?! A mage! Immpossible! Only a few mages exsisted now! "No...that's not possible...your lying!" Asriel yelled

"Asriel...it's time..." His grandfather put his hand out in front of him "I want you to take this sword..." But it seemed as though He was holding nothing. "What sword?! Have you gone crazy?!"

"JUST REACH OUT AND TAKE IT!"

Asriel paused and thought for a moment. He then reached out and somehow grabbed something. A golden Handle appered in Asriel's hand along with a silver blade with a jewel at the end of it's handle.

"Your destiny awaits...go..." His grandfather whispered
"But...What about the castle!"

His grandfather shook his head "...it means no more...Asriel...I am dying...." He said looking at the ground. Asriel was even more shocked "No...grandfather! No you just can't do this to me! I want answers!"

Asriel grandfather fell to the ground "Search your roots...you will find...the answer..." Asriel's grandfather died. He couldn't bare it and ran away from the castle.

Years later he returned. now of the age of 19. The castle accused him of killing his grandfather and for abandoning his duties, therefor he was banished from Neptia forever...

******

*Chapter three-- New beginnings*

One day as Asriel was in a tree reading one of his spell books he found from varouis places, came a girl. Her name was soul. "ack!....hello..." Asriel greeted her. "Hello!" the girl said, who was quite hyper "Whatcha readin'?"

"It's a spell book..." Asriel said as he went back to reading it. "Oooh leeme see!" She said as she snatched the book away from Asriel's hands "NO!" He said as he attempted to grab the book back but failed

"Hocus Pocus!" Soul exclaimed

Asriel looked at her blankly "...I know that's not a spell..."

"..mm...oh well!" She then opened a vortex and stuffed the book in there.

"MY BOOK!" Asriel went to go get it but decied against it "GET MY BOOK BACK NOW!"

Then a woman with silver hair came by, this was Niccea "Is Soul taking your stuff?" she asked

"YES! PLEASE GET IT BACK!" Asriel yelled

"Alright...jeeze don't yell...Hey stupid!" Niccea said as she hit soul on the head "Get his book back!"

"oww...okay..." She pulled the book out and handed it to Asriel. "There you go! ^_^

Asriel snatched it away from soul "Thankyou..."

"hey..." Niccea started "You look like a pretty good fighter...would you like to come with us to Galen? It's a world far from here...but we'll take you there? Whadda say?"

Asriel instanly said "Yes! of course!...just as long she keeps her hands off my stuff..." So they all teleoprted to The World of Galen and here they are now...

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ISH NOW VERY CORNY >.<
I edited all the Al Bhed out senice everyone was complaining stare
We could use this for the Plotline...and for anyone else that could have roots from here like B M and Vivi

HOLY CRAP!...that took awhile...it's not very good...I put too many lines >.<

L0rd Asriel


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PostPosted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 4:12 pm


This is condensed .



My whole adventure began on my birthday in my little town of Rhados . I had just gotten my new katana and went out to use it , only to find and battle my arch -nemisis the hybrid Ahern. I beat him luckily but was gravely injured in the process along with the forest by my house. It was days before i healed and then he came back , this time stronger than ever. We battled oncemore , this time without a forest burning to cinders around us until for some unexplainable reason when we met with sword against claws a portal opened and on the next go Ahern pushed me into it then watched and laughed as it closed with me inside it.

I was transported to Galen where I wandered until I met soul and her family and got a nice cozy little job as a waitress in their inn / tavern.
PostPosted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 1:05 pm


Far away in the Eleven Forest on the world of Galen, there lived a family of three elves. They were orphaned but old enough to take care of themselves. There was Trenton Bloodlust; a 40 year old half-elf half-vampire that would never even bite a fly, and the twins of 15, Niccea and Analesca Majeare. Trenton's father was a vampire that fell in love with a beautiful elf maiden. He was later hunted out of the elf lands. The elf woman married in the esteemed house of Majeare at the urging of her parents when her son from Lord Bloodlust was 23. She died giving birth to the twins. Lord Majeare tried to raise the girls, but he was bitten and killed by the jealous Lord Bloodlust. Bloodlust blamed Majeare for the death of his one true love, the elf woman. After the deed was done he went to his son and told him of a forest were holy and dark creatures lived in tolerance of each other. Three days after the meeting, the elves hunted and killed Lord Bloodlust. Trenton and the Majeare family agreed that he could raise the twins only if he was closely monitored. Trenton raised Analesca and Niccea happily in a medium sized house not to far from the Majeare residence. The girls were well schooled and the Majeare estate provided for their expenses.
Analesca and Niccea's 16 birthday drew close. At that age they would be considered women and their growth would begin to slow down. Male elves tended to slow down at 20.The day finally dawned. Analesca decided to go to a nearby field and pick some wild flowers to decorate the house with. Suddenly, the hair on the hair on the back of her neck stood up. A dark shadow covered the field, Ann looked up to see a demon and angel locked in combat. Somehow Ann had stumbled into a parallel universe. She gaped up in horror as they both let out an energy blast. Ann realized that she was right in the middle of it. Both the energy waves hit her body at the same time. The energy coursed through her body and she soon lost consciousness from the pain.
She awaked in limbo. Her soul was hovering in an empty land. Ann reached behind her to rub her aching back. She felt something soft. In her hand was a pure white feather. She reached over her other shoulder and felt something leathery almost bat-like. She stretched out one angel wing and one demon wing. She floated in limbo for a while. Ann began to think of Niccea. To her surprise, a window appeared. As Analesca gazed into it, a vision of Niccea came into view. She was leaning against a wall in the house huffing and puffing in fear. Her eyes rolled around the corner towards some dark menace. Analesca turned her eyes away from the horrible scene. She wanted to get back to her body and save Niccea. A window appeared showing the field where Ann?s body lay. It wasn?t mangled or bruised in anyway. Ann realized that she was dead but not entirely. If she truly was on the some plane as the battle, her body would have been obliterated. Ann pushed with all her might against the boundaries of limbo. With out thinking she unleashed a holy blast from her left hand and a demonic blast with her right. She shattered the walls of limbo temporarily. Ann shoved through towards the vision of the fields.
Ann woke up not too far from where her body lay. Bending over the body was a well dressed, dark skinned, man with horns and a tail of a devil. He lit his cigarette and turned towards the soul of Analesca. "You are back. Unfortunately your soul is now completely immortal and won't fit in your semi-immortal body."
The soul answered him with her thoughts.
The man looked at her in deep thought. "I feel her...I'm sorry. It is too late to save her. But I can help you.>

"I'm Ethan Darkke the Blessed Blade. I hail from Evanescence Mountain."
The soul of Analesca eventually remembered her manners.
"No you are not. You are her soul. That shell of a body is Analesca. I will bury her and then help you. It would not do for you to have a look alike lying dead in the field." The Blessed Blade buried the body of Analesca and then turned to the soul. "To make a brand new body out of scratch would be too difficult to do in a short amount of time even for a mystik like me. I'll just give you the appearance of a living being."
She stretched out the demon and angel wing to emphasis her point.
"Do not worry about that." Blessed Blade began to cast the spell on the soul. "By the way you will blank out during the reconstruction." The soul's vision went black as soon as he said this.
She woke up in her own bed at home. Sitting there was a dazed looking Niccea with her neck wrapped in a bandage. Trenton was leaning up against the wall. His fangs were stained red. He was the one that spoke. "Niccea and I have been banished from the eleven lands. You will be able to live here on your own Ann." Ann began to weep bitterly. Trenton was the dark menace approaching Niccea in her vision. Niccea was now a vampire. Niccea was compassionate towards her sister and calmed her down. They left the next morning. Ann saw them off still crying. A snide elf child sneered at her, "What do you care about those scum." Ann's eyes flashed red and suddenly her claws ripped at the boy's body killing him. Ann was in shock, but she had a look of understanding. "He turned me into a shifter?" Before anyone could discover her deed, she turned into an angel and flew after her family. Trenton and Niccea gaped as she folded in her wings turning back into an elf. "I'm coming with you." She gazed back towards the village. "And my name is now Soul. Soul Emotion." Trenton and Niccea were glad to have their sister back and didn't ask any questions. The family traveled around the world until they reached the forest Trenton's father told him of several years ago. Soul noticed that is was only a convenient day's flight from Mount Evanescence. She introduced her siblings to Blade and sometimes visited him in his home.

Soul Emotion


Lord Dragonclaw

PostPosted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 1:08 pm


On a distant continent in the world of Galen, there was a medium sized forest. The forest was neither good nor evil. It just was. On the edge of the forest, nestled in the treetops, was the village of Ageion. The peoples of the village are either out-cast elves or eccentric humans. There were lycans that roamed around the forest preying on unwary travelers. They never dared to attack the village. The vampires kept the werewolves out of it. The vampires lived not too far from the village. Their house was carved out of a mighty oak tree. It also served as a bar. The people of Agieon did not often frequent Ye Olde Oak Tavern. The bar mostly served to demons and vampires. A family of three ran the tavern. Trenton Bloodlust was the eldest. He was a half-vampire half-elf of the age of 55. He had spiked black hair and blood red eyes. He was more elf than vampire, though, and only drank a version of diluted blood every once and a while. The other two members of his family were his half-sisters, the twins Niccea and Soul. Soul was an elf, but she somehow became a shape shifter. She and her twin were 30 but neither looked a day over 16. Soul had a child appearance to her. She wore light clothing and was very active. Her pale blue hair was always in a loose ponytail. She still had the innocent air to her. A vampire bit Niccea at the age of 16. Niccea became dark and foul tempered, but by no means was she evil. After the bite, even banished from the elf lands, she kept her surname, Majeare. She belonged to a high class of elves and by no means would she change her name like Soul Emotion had done. Niccea fancied herself as the guardian of the small village. She wore all black and fought with a light katana. Her hair was pure white and her heavy lidded eyes were steely gray opposed to her sister’s sapphire blue. She constantly sought for someone to take in and train in her art of fighting. Niccea found such a person in a small boy at the age of 5 named Imerius. His mother was a quarter-elf and his father was a strong human. Niccea saw Imerius being laughed at for his slightly pointed ears. Even the boy’s parents were ashamed and made him grow his hair long. Niccea asked for the boy several times, but his parents refused to allow him to live with vampires. Niccea scowled at every refusal and dashed off. Imerius was never there when Niccea came by. He never knew that the "black elf" wanted to take him from his small ground-based cabin.
The lycans around the city began to become restless and hungry. A couple of nights after Niccea made her last visit, they stormed into the cabin on the ground. They ate Imerius’s parents; his mother’s last action was to shove the boy under the single bed in the cabin. The next morning little Imerius woke up under the bed. Both his parents were gone and only a puddle of blood was left to show that they were even there. Imerius was taken by an unreasonable rage. He grabbed his father’s walking staff and stormed out of the cabin. He wanted revenge. Imerius ran into the forest and attacked the first dark creature he came upon. The creature happened to be Niccea who was meditating on a rock. She was actually happy to be whacked on the head by this boy, but she would not let him do that to her a second time. She spun around quickly and disarmed him with her bare hands.
Niccea took the boy in as she intended. She trained him in the art of fighting with a staff. The boy grew up in the tavern with the strange family of "elves." When he was 14, his elf powers began to awaken. Trenton, being the eldest, began to teach Imerius about his magic. Imerius became interested in the art of summoning. Niccea nurtured this dream. Imerius eventually learned to summon a variety of useful forest creatures and even Niccea herself. But Imerius wanted more. He wanted to live longer. The small amount of elf blood in him would only make him live a little longer than average. At this time he was 20 and looked it, but his 45-year-old "mother" still didn’t look more than 16. He left home to achieve the ultimate power of a summoner.
Imerius went to distant continents and countries. In the depths of an ancient tomb, he found a scroll that was not crumbling. The curious Imerius unrolled the scroll and brushed his eyes over the old eleven script. He knew that the spell on it would be difficult to control, but he couldn’t resist. The script was that of an ancient spell to summon the three dragon gods of Dark, Light, and Purgatory. He held up his staff and began the words of the incantation. He was almost done, but the souls of the dragons came before their bodies and possessed Imerius before he could finish the spell. The being that he became sprouted a claw in place of his right hand. Dragonclaw was born. He only sought one thing, immortality. Using Imerius’s memories, he stalked home towards the Gates of Evanescence.
PostPosted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 7:06 pm


this will just be an extention of the family i described in the history i wrote in my profile, but here goes...

Over a hundred years ago, a group of knights were hired to guard a caravan from a group of maurading goblins that had been pillaging in the area. two nights into the journey, one of the knights heard a the sound of stampeding feet and alerted the others. out of the shadows ran a group of beings shorter than the average human who were yelling at the top of their lungs. the knights assumed that it was the goblins that had been reported and a battle ensued.
as the dawn came the knights finally realized that the beings they were fighting were dwarves and not goblins, but by the damage was done. there were 6 dwarves and 4 knights lying on the ground dead and many more wounded to this brash call to arms.
the dwarves and knights stood amoungst each other in a akward silence with their weapons stilled raised, till one dwarf finally spoke asking, "WHY THE HELL DID YOU ATTACK US??!! first we encounter a horde of goblins then idiotic knights. we deserve to have a reason." finally each group spoke and explained its reasons, but no excuses would bring back their fallen comrades.
the knights and the caravan chose to take a slight detour into the small dwarven village where the dwarves they had fought were going in order to assist in bringing the dead and wounded. chaos ensued when they explained the situation until the captain of the knights chosen to guard the caravan said that he would take responsibility for the actions of his men.
the captain assumed he was becoming a martyr so that his fellow knights could live, but little did he know that wasnt their plan. it seemed that one of the reasons for their extreme anger was that many of the people in the village were just family and visitors who had traveled for hundred of miles to see the wedding of the mayors daughter only to now here the groom had just been killed. many of them would not leave satisfied unless a wedding DID take place, and thus the single most drunken wedding of all time happened and after its consummation a child by the name of Ferron was born.

wraith_G.o.W.


Neitsabes

PostPosted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 7:25 pm


The whole story would take over 1000 pages. Long story short:

A planet was seperated in three: The mortals, the angels, and the core of the planet. One day, a great evil arrived. the mortal realm was having some problems with revolutions and civil wars. The one of the mortal kings was assassinated by his queen that was possessed by the great evil. A small group of travelers started out in a quest and then ended up trying to rid the evil from the mortal realm (Chapter1: Fairytale). At the same time, the angel realm had it's own problems, similar to the mortal's one, but more religious and catastrophique than it's counterpart. A small group of angel slayers started a slaughter, wich then ended up in the end of the angel realm, and the two kings of heaven and hell (Chapter2: Angels)

Once that done, the planet was split into seven. The first layer was populated by 3/4 of humans, the most technological realm. The second was 1/2 human, the most peaceful realm as most species learned to co-exist. the third was 1/4 human. This last one was the most mystical and fun to be in. The fourth is "Limbo" where most lost souls gather, or some unexplained things happen. The fifth is heaven. The sixth is Hell. The last is the core.

Even with all it's energy, the planet could never hold such a type of realm layering forever. Enter the Titans. Three groups of four powerful beings went into the three mortal layers. The most succesful one went up against Damien. They were supposed to sacrifice themselves, but they chose otherwise. That act caused a chain of events that would increase the matter of danger. That group of four wich was on the second layer, went into the first. They were each alowed to revive one of their fallen friends, later they saw those chosen friends would attain some of the "Titan"'s powers. There they also saw the other group of four wich were to chicken to go on with the sacrifice, and decided to battle the evil forever. The friends sacrificed themselves to kill the evil, instead of watching their friends, who are stronger, die. They were now eight to be transported to the third and last mortal realm. Each one of the four first "Titans" was possessed. They finally destroyed the evil of the last layer, and the three first realms were merged once again (Chapter3,4, and 5: Titans)

The merged caused many souls and minds to wander and harm. The guardian of souls set up a team of dark heroes to help him on his quest to spiritual balance for the planet. Once half the team sacrificed itself, the trouble was gone, and limbo was balanced again (Chapter6: Lost souls)

The four succesful Titan's powers were reincarnated into five beings, khy's mentality being separated into two. That group went through many tests, and beat the evil that re-emerged in the mortal realm. ONce that group in heaven, they saw the old titans that joined their team. Strange that the new titans were separated into two beings after being in contact with the old ones. Heaven was once again balanced after a great adventure, but there was still one place left. As the titans were training to go into hell, the "Dark Titans" appeared. They were the counter to the titans. Most of the group died, but they were still effective. After the old titans were able to sacrifice themselves, the new ones dealt and killed the evil in hell. The angel's realm was now balanced also, and the planet was how it used to be (Chapters7, 8, and 9: Tians Reincarnated)

At a large gathering in the angel realm, a being appeared that was stronger than the kings of the planet. This being was after his two sisters. The two females fled with the help of some warriors, but the chase was on. After killing three of the queens, he attained the first and smaller sister of the two. The group fled to the mortal realm, where the guardians tried firing a cannon at him. While the cannon was in construction, the being killed another few of the kings and queens. At the same time that the cannon was finally fired, the being had merged with his two sisters and had become the perfect being. After alot of talking and deaths, the main hero gave his heart to "Perfect". Perfect went and merged with the planet, making it only one realm, and much stronger (Chapter10: Perfect)

The planet was now divided in two: Science and magic. Both sides lived peacefully, though the technological side was being manipulated. The titans were rebirthed with all their passed memories, the planet knowing something would go wrong soon. "Moo" appeared on the scene, a scientist so high in I.Q. he made new species and made an indestructable suit. This started the war of science versus magic. the war ended in a draw thanks to the titans.(Chapter11: Titans Rebirth)

Now the planet was weak, and the titans were seperated. Land was all over the place, and no one had yet recovered form Perfect and science vs magic. It was time for the last kings to have a war. A small group of beings took a stand to the war, but failed. The Muffin King won the war, and his beliefs were right. (Chapter12: King wars)

The planet was going to die. With the last of it's power, all of it's great warriors were revived. The planet moved and waged war against the one that started it all: Gaia. After many planet wars and sacrifices, they reached their destination. The chosen one rose up against Gaia. (Chapter13: Apocalypse)

((All this is TradeMarked and copyroighted by me. PLease don't steal any ideas or plot parts from this.))

And then, he got here 3nodding
PostPosted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 9:00 am


way back in an Alternate dimension, Dante was the Prince of his land. When he was young, he was kidnapped by a wizard who wished to harness the dark energies used by the side of evil. His research corrupted him, and he was slain by Dante, but not after he had infused the boy with every last drop of the purely evil Kyalis, a liquid that was basically the distilled evil of the planes of hell. this created Dark Dante form. Dark Dante had the ability to absorb magical energy, turn into amorphous blood, and change shape at will. when he had expended all the energy he had absorbed, he would revert back to regular old Dante, kind man who tried to rid himself of his Darker half. In the end, Dante and his Sister, Soli, who had suffered much the same fate, fought tothe Death, ending with Dante's absorbtion of Soli, and the end of The good Dante.
Dante's dark half now reigned supreme while Soli and the true Dante were tossed into oblivion, never to exist again(<- something worth noting) However, when he travelled to the kingdom of Non and confronted Jaryd Bashai in a final, fiery duel, the omnidragon emerged victorious, and the Beast obliterated. However, this victory did not come without a cost. During the course of the battle, Dante absorbed enough of the Omnidragon's energy to aquire the ability to absorb power from the sun and the elements, the primary forces acting on the Omnidragon. During his time in purgatory, the council of Heaven ad Hell sent him into Flux, where he reformed and reincarnated to wreak havocc on the Omnidragon, who had since had a daughter, since a few hundred thouand years had passed. the Omnidragon was slain, and his Daughter eventually imprisoned the beast.
That was three million years ago in Flux, three thousand in Galen, whose realm of non-existence he was eventually confined to, bound and to never be disturbed again.

Unfortueately, the realms began to merge, due to a rather swift decaying of stars, the Song, and the lack of new ones to take ther place in the Song, to keep the barriers barricaded. This temporary breach has created an oppurtunity for Dante, when the Spleen-Eater's ship rpped through space and time in an emergency hyperjump. they ended up ripping through t the realms of nonexistance, where he S-E was now able to acces Galen from inside the realm, since the two had become almost one and the same. now, Dante can exploit these things, and he'll be damned if he doesn't wreak havoc enough to sate his desire for vengeance. his time in confinement has frther wrought his abilities, so that he can now absorb people entirely and gain thier abilities, their energy, or, if the case calls for it, thier physical appearance.

Dante Covah


yueryong

PostPosted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 6:36 am


To understand Yue's origins, one must first understand Shadowing. Shadowing was a mortal who got fast-tracked past mortal status and decided his purpose in life was to learn as much as possible. This lead him through many subjects, ranging from Physics to Pottery, Martial Arts to Architecture, until he finally found his way into magic. Now magic is a huge subject, filled with hundereds, possibly thousands, of different schools, methods, styles and variants. Naturally, Shadowing (although he did not use that name then) only had access to a small part of the magical community, but he still was enourmously overwhelmed by the possibilities before him. He decided, that in order to have access to continually greater fields of knowledge, he would start with those magical arts most closely associated with the capabilities to travel far beyond normal means, mostspecifically dimensional magics.

Unfortunatly, the sorceress who took him on as an apprentice felt that Shadowing was in no ways ready for these arts, and her own understanding of them was limited at best. She explained to him that these arts took both great skill and power, and that while Shadowing already had a knack for the intricacies of the leylines, he still was far below the level of skill required for these arts and even further below the level of raw power.
As a direct training method, she suggested he take up both illusion and battle magic, the two extremes of the beginning forms of magic for their requirements in skill and power. And so he set to work. It took him many years, until his mistress felt he was ready for the arts of true reality shifting.

Now, inherent in the art of moving between realities is a knowledge of how they work. Shadowing slowly worked his way through the worlds, learning as best he could the various arts and cultures there, until eventually he began to piece something together. Throughout every world he had seen, there was a form of... spirit guiding it, defining it as a unified whole. He became interested in meeting one of these spirits, searching each world he came to for a way of doing so. Finally, upon a world known as Toril, he found it. Their defining spirit, known only as Lord Ao appeared before him, shining in all his glory. Ao saw enourmous potential in Shadowing, and guided him step by step through an enourmously powerful ritual, designed to make a Deity (the status of which Shadowing had already attained) into one of these defining spirits, forging a whole new reality for him to preside over.

As the ritual came to an end, Shadowing realised that he had made one fundamental misunderstanding with the nature of these spirits. They were not 'guiding' spirits, but incarnations of the universes themselves. The irony struck him. Through each world he had searched, he had spent theentire time skimming through every part of that world, when in reality they had surrounded him all along. And now, like them, he was a living universe, an entire plane of swirling power and raw chaos. It would take some time for life to evolve within himself, so he continued his journey, making certain to thank Lord Ao profusely.

Eventually, he settled down, allowing his universe the stability to develop sentient life and himself time to research in more leisurely manners. But something felt... wrong. He was impure, which only caused problems for his residents. In an effort to cleanse himself, he slowly split himself into four beings, two male and two female, who took the names of Shadowing, Silverwing, Flamewing and Frostwing. Things slowly seemed to collapse between them, as Shadowing and Silverwing could not agree whom among them was the 'pure' result. Flamewing and Frostwing also disagreed, as Flamewing felt that Shadowing was the pure result, and Frostwing felt that Silverwing was. As tensions between the two factions worsened, the relationships within the two sides deepened. The last truly happy social event that the four of them shared together was a joint wedding between Flamewing and Shadowing and Silverwing and Frostwing. Eventually, Silvering and Frostwing left their home, creating a new one for themselves on the far side of their shared universe.

This left both sides of the problem with a dilema. Both cared deeply about the inhabitants of their universe, and felt that any imperfect individual, even one derived from their pregenitor, should never be in a position to control the raw forces upon which their inhabitants depended. As such, both began trying to siphon away the other's power. Eventually, after millenia of scheming backstabbing, wrangling and plotting, a straight fight was propsed.

The outcome was both shocking and, in retrospect, incredibly predictable. The fight was a draw, but, more importantly, Flamewing and Frostwing killed each other. Shocked and horrified, Shadowing pulled back, whilst Silverwing, stunned, remained with the fallen forms. As things took place, Silverwing slowly transformed, reshaping 'him' into 'her'. As things fell apart, Silverwing fled back to his own home, even as Shadowing did the same.

Slowly the strain began to wear upon Shadowing, his mind beginning to slowly twist into something else. As it happened, it was only chance that saved Shadowing from total despair. Somewhere outside of his own reality, he encountered an android, reconstructed after a terrible war. Shadowing was drawn to him, clinging to him like a lifeline in order to protect his slowly crumbling sanity.

In the end, it only staved off the inevitable. As Shadowing degenerated further, he developed into several further personalities; A variant on his normal persona as Shadowing; a catgirl, madly in love with the android that had helped him, called Torako; a dark, secretive personality that thrived in the peace and quiet of the night, called Iron Cutter, and... a quirky, bizarre personality, endlessly seeking fun and understanding, with an endless supply of party tricks. This personality called itself 'Yue Ryong'.

As the various personalities coalesctated, Shadowing adopted another android, found lurking within the outer edges of the cosmos. After a series of accidents, involving dreamstones, enchanted porno magazines and pentagrams, the various personalities were split, forming bodies of their own and developing independant lives, considering themselves to be siblings.

As Yue developed, the path of the druid seemed to take some attraction to him, and so now that is the path he has chosen. As his life rolls on, Yue finds himself regretting many decisions he has made, but never turning his back upon them. Decisions are made to be kept. If they turn out for the worst, so be it, but there's no point whining about if they do.

Throughout his 'life', Yue has wandered, doing things varying from illicit affairs with Deities (of both sexes) to guardianship of kids from outer planes to the matchmaking of the powerful and important. He wanders idly through wolds, occasionally returning to a few places that hold special memories for him. Last seen, Yue was searching for body of his dead lover, Ami Rae, in the hopes of giving her a rightful burial.
PostPosted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 10:42 pm


(like Neitsabes', this is the condensed version. any details you want elaborated upon, PM me and I'll tell you, and possibly add in.)

Years ago in a distant land, a great calamity fell upon the countryside. Darkness overtook the entirety of the plains, forests, mountains, and cities. In a forgotten corner of this realm, was the small town of Uriak. Many of the inhabitants stayed there to wait it out, others ran, but one family, whom no one really knew much about, faced the storm. This family was none other than young Zandar, his siblings, and his parents. In the dragging years of their struggle to stay alive, they were each seperated, and most of them lost parts of their memories.

There Zandar sat, scared, and alone, holding only his person emblem; each member of his family had one. As he grew, he regained more and more of his memories, until he found he had only one wish: to find his family. Though it would take time, he travelled, becoming a mercenary for hire to keep going.

As he travelled from country to country, he learned more and more, until he finally found, or so he thought, someone he was looking for. A fear fell over him as he found it was none other than the dark assailant he had fought alongside his family against years ago. He broke into a series of strikes, innumerable.

As his sword fell from his hand, the sheer force of the attack broke his psyche, splitting his mind, mostly to protect it. Each one personified a different emotion, and each emotion fought and thought differently. Every emotion imaginable, and some were even extreme versions of others. (I.E. anger and rage, rage being more severe.) They were beyond counting; not even to this day does Zandar know how many there are, and some have more influence than others.

From then Zandar found he was uncontrollable. He would become aware in a town that has been completely slaughtered, towns that had been burned to the ground, and many, many other places he wished he had never been. After struggling with this side-effect for a long time, he finally found a way to control himself. It involved an entire group of advanced mages who taght him control, as well as, by Zandar's own request, spells. Spells that had effects on every field.

His intensive training among these mages almost sent him back into insanity, but somehow he managed perfect control. His training had taught him to control his emotions, almost to the point of having none at all. Along with this he gained mastery of magic, both offensive and defensive. With this newfound power, he began his travelling, and the furthering of his knowledge, as he went around this plane of existence.

Zandar


Damen Red

PostPosted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 7:00 pm


Okay...here it goes...well...Just go to my journal, it will show my charaters story (RP). I don't think anything else will need to be mentioned since it hasn't happened yet (new abilities and what not) but I'll be sure to bring it up here if the time comes
PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 2:07 am


((just so you know, I will most likely come back to this and edit somethings, cause it really does suck))

A long, long time ago, in a secluded area near the elven forest, was a temple. The temple was built in a stlye similar to that of the Japanese people, but in this world, they were a dead civilazation. It's outer gates were large enough to hold several homes behind it's walls. The temple was tened to by a single family, the Ohashi clan. Although they were all human, the Ohashi family members were no ordinary people, for each member, was trained in some of the magical arts, from summoning and basic elemental control to simple spell casting. In addition to learning these things, each member had to learn how to use a wide variety of weapons. But, the answer as to why each member was required to learn these things, laid the main shrine.

Within the main shrine, was a tomb. Within the tomb, an elemental demoness, named Koyomi Ookami was sealed. Decades ago, when the temple was new, Koyomi had had terrorised the nearby villages, killing most of the people who lived there, and then set the villages to flames. During the full moon, when her powers were at their strongest, she would destroy three villages in one night, instead of the usual one or two. Then, one day, the strongest member of the Ohashi clan, Eri, confronted Koyomi, and with her last, dying effort, managed to seal the demoness within the family temple. Ever since that day, the decendents of Eri had been the keepers of the tomb in which Koyomi had been sealed in, in hopes that the evil within would never break out.


Tsunami walked passed the main shrine on her way to her next training session with her father. Stopping to take a look at it, she tried to get a glimpse of what laid beyond the doors to the shrine, always feeling draw to what was inside. She knew the story about the demoness Koyomi who had been sealed within the shrine, but she had never been able to look inside. I am already 14, so why is it that Father won't let me go inside the shrine? If I'm to succed him as the head keeper to the tomb, shouldn't I at least be able to go inside and see first hand how they keep the seal intact? She thought as she continued on her way to her lesson; elemental control.

This was Tsunami's favorite subject. She could do basic summoning and a few spells, and use a katana and wakizashi well, but none of them gave her the same thrill that she got from being able to work with the elements. In fact, out of her brothers, sisters, and all her cousins, she seemed to be able to have a bit more control of some of elements, mostly water. No one ever understood this, for normally family members were better at using summoning magic and other spells, but to some, it scared them. For it reminded them of the elemental demon that they were to keep sealed.

----------hmmm....!!!...I got it...----------

It was evening, and the clan members were making their usual patrol of the main shrine. Suddenly, one of the guards stopped, as he looked towards the shrine. "What's wrong?" asked one of the other guards. "I don't know...I just felt something within the shrine..." Suddenly, there was a burst of light from inside the shrine, and an evil laughter could be heard from within. The guards stopped their pacing around the shrine as they faced the structure, each summoning their weapons...but nothing could prepare them for this...

The shrine seemed to blow apart from the inside, the roof flew off and the wooden boards flew across the temple grounds, hitting all the guards, either knocking them out or killing them. When the dust settled, a tall woman, dressed in a yukata, stood there. She had long sea green hair tied back in a high pony tail, and piercing yellow eyes, like a wolf's. It was the demon Koyomi, she had broken the seal, and was free. "Hn, so, those foolish humans thought that they could keep me in there for ever did they? They should've realized that I would've figured out how to escape sooner or later." she said as she looked around at the people as they came out of their homes, shocked at the sight they saw.

Many of them summoned or drew their weapons, others either prepared to cast spells or tried to get their young ones inside. As some launched their arrows, they only fell back to the ground, as Koyomi made the wind push them towards the ground. Others, who weapons were close range, charged at her, only to be flung back as the earth beneth flung them back. "Sigh, isn't anyone here worth fighting any more? I was hoping to have a good warm up before going out again to terrorize more humans," Koyomi said as she looked around at the people trying to launch more attacks, only to fail soon after. In all these past years, the members of the clan had not gottem much practice in combat.
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Tsunami walked out of her home so that she could see the battle better. To her horror, she saw that Koyomi had barely a scratch on her, as she kept up her defences. Her father and mother were now both fighting the demon at once. They can't last much longer Tsunami thought as she summoned her katana, preparing to join in on the fight. But, before she could jump in, her brother pulled her back inside, saying that it was to dangerous for her to be out there. "But they need our help!" she protested, but he wouldn't hear it. She let out a sigh as she sat on a chair and looked out the window and tried to see her parents as they fought the demon.

I got to help them some how...maybe I could try to seal Koyomi up again!...no, that wouldn't work, she broke out of the last one, and I don't have an object strong enough to contain her in......unless Tsunami jumped out of her chair and headed towards her parent's bed room, her brother not noticing her as he watched the fight. She found what she was looking for within a few seconds of searching. It was an old scroll which contained very stronge spells. Grabbing it and jumping out the bed room window, Tsunami made her way to the battle field.

Tsunami's parent's were out of breath when she got there, and Koyomi only had a cut across her cheek and her shoulder. "You will pay for that," she said to Tsunami's mother as she whipped the blood off her cheek, and a fire ball appeared in her other hand. Tsunami's eyes widdened, and quckly unrolled the old scroll, and started to read over one of the spells, a sealing spell. The scroll was surrounded by a bright light and it started to shake as she read the words. Her father saw this and looked over to where his daughter stood, "What are you doing here?!?...what...Tsunami, DON'T USE THAT SPELL!!!"

But he was to late, the spell was cast, and the scroll burst into two halves, one headed at Koyomi, hitting her straight in the chest, the other half, hovered infront of Tsunami. "What...is this?" said the demon, confused as she glowed just like the scroll. Then, as if some invisible force was pullin her, Koyomi flung towards the other half of the scroll. When her body hit it, she seemed to go right inside of it, then, the other half flew straight into Tsunami, and a burst of light came from her body. When the light faded away, she stood there, her head bent, her clothes a bit burnt and her whole body smoking a bit.

"Is she alright?" asked Tsunami's mother worridly as she picked herself off the ground. Her husband then replied grudgingly, "No...I'm afraid not. Our daughter has just sealed Koyomi's soul into her own body." Tsunami lifted her head, her eyes were yellow just like Koyomi's. She lifted her hand above her head, and the symbol for lighting appeared on it like a tatoo, as a large lighting bolt appeared in it. Some of those who could still fight realized that Koyomi had taken over Tsunami, so they charged at her. But, Tsunami mearly faced her other hand towards them, the symbol for fire appearing on it, and a large fire ball incierated the people in the front lines. She then lowered her arm, the fire symbol disappearing.

"You're all going to die," she said as the lightning bold grew larger and larger, but strangly enough, as she said these words, tears were forming in her eyes. But then, her eye's turned blue again, and she lowered her arm, the lightining bolt disapearing. "Wha-at did I just do?" she said, tears cascading down her face as she saw the roasted bodies on the side of her. Tsunami's father clenched his fists as he gave an order to the others to quckly peform a sealing charm on his daughter, as she sat there confused as to what just happened. Wasiting no time, the clan members followed his orders, combining all of their power to seal up Tsunami within the remains of the tomb. She didn't fight back as she was sealed, knowing that it was for the better good, but she gave one last glance at her parents, mouthing the words "I'm sorry," as they looked at their daughter for the last time......

Mizu_Ohashi

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