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 Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 12:43 pm
It was a year ago when I lost my family. It’s hard to believe that one-year ago, today, the Missing Moon re-appeared. So where have you gone? It’s been a while since I've seen you. Please reply.
Miss you much,
Jane Craft
She sealed the letter in an envelope and put it in the mailbox. She then turned around and walked over to her car and got it. As she drove down the street she noticed all the destroyed buildings, burning cars, and other things. She continued to drive towards Amsterdam.
In the year 2013 the world took a turn for the worst. A second moon arose in the sky. This wasn't any moon, well at least not to scientist; it was the fabled 'Missing Moon.' Among normal people this moon wasn’t real, hadn’t been heard of, or been thought of. Among Scientist it was one of the top mysteries they wanted to uncover. Years before 2013 radiation had started to appear on monitoring charts, an eclipse when the moon was clearly on the other side of the planet, and many other weird things. As they went further into research the found that the result in the moon's disappearance wasn't something they could answer or even get close. Some Scientist said it was super natural while others said they just didn't have the technology to find answers yet.
In 2013 the moon returned this time in full color. It arose in the sky and stayed there. Strange things then started to happen, super natural things. Demons started to attack the planet. Only those with fighting skills survived. The moon also seemed to spark something with in people. They started to be able to use powers. Fire, Ice, Wind, Water, Gravity, Flying and many more. The list went on quite a bit.
Now a year after the moon had arisen life had started to get steadier. Well as steady as it can with demons killing. The population had been cut in half but was now slowly growing. Small cities still survived everywhere in the world. Using strong military, skilled fighters, and some of the best technology ever created.
That was one of the three paths people could take in this world. One of the more evil paths was working for demons. See the demons were smart, or at least the higher-level ones were. The demons had their own little community and they often had humans help them.
Of course the last path was the rouge. Rouges have two paths. Demon Hunter or Human Hunter. It depends on how their life has been and their choices.
Now how will every one live? Your parts will shape this world into what it will become.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 1:06 pm
Rules
Follow the ToS. If you don't I'm really sure you'll be taken out of the guild and reported to Gaia. I don't want anything to happen that could get my in trouble or the guild. Also Cybering is in the ToS so I shouldn't need another post for it.
Dear god no Auto Hitting or God Modeing. I swear if you do I will try with all my power to have you taken out of the guild! It's a pet peeve. Sorry.
Romance is allowed. Go ahead. Kiss, make out, get married. Just no Cybering and don't go into to much detail. Or I might just have to report you.
Cussing is ok. Just keep it to mimum people. Meaning the f-word is a no no, the n-word is a no no(Don't ask what the n-word is!), and anything else you think is a bad word is a no no.
Magic powers and their limits. Your magic has its limits. Meaning you can have two major powers and maybe a few minor ones. Nothing more and you can have less.
Can I drive? Sorry but your character must be 18 years or old to drive. Anything under that sorry but no driving for you.
Weapons and their magics. Have any weapon but none of them can have any magic at all. You can channel your magic therw them but they don't have any magic what so ever. Guns must be reloaded and daggers must be restocked.
Are you my pet? Pets are for only those who are 17 and under. This way it might be a little more ballanced and get people to pick young people too. Your pet has to be one from like right now(2006). It can have only minor powers because of the moon. Like flying, shrinking, talking, and some others you can think of.
Pictures links? All pictures must be in the form of a link. The kind of link when you click on it another window opens and lets you see the picture!
Races and half breads. There are many forms of demons in the game, well for now. If this gets out of controle then I'll limit it. Also there are no half breads. You are human or you are some kind of demon. Plain and simple.
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Please post your profile then don't post agian until I've giveing you the ok, via a reply to your post.
I have the rights to change, add, delete, or edit any rule at anytime.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 1:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 1:11 pm
Story Line Jane Craft stopped outside of a small house in Amsterdam. She walked up to the door and barley put a hand on the door and felt a shock, the door has a protection spell on it, the house probably did too. Jane stepped back and the put her hand in front of the door. The shield now became visible and small ripples started to run threw out the shield; with a small click the shield was gone. She kicked the door down but the door kept flying forward and hit the other side of the room.
A rather small demon looked up from his work. "Who are you?" He asked in a small voice. Jane smiled and looked down at him, "You're going to tell me what I want to know and if you don't then I'll just go find someone who will." The demon gave a small squeal.
The next day a news report was being shown every where. "We are here in Amsterdam. This morning we got a 911 call about a demon, we very much miss read the message. When we got there we noticed the demon was the one who made the call. He was nailed to the wall, some internal organs removed, his left eye was nailed to the other side of the wall, and his manhood is no longer apart of him. Most demons become dust after they die and this one wants nothing more then sweat death. Who could have done thing and why?" The news report finished and the channel went on to the weather.
Amsterdam any one?
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 1:50 pm
Name: Kitoyo Sugu
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Magic: Major: Telekinesis.
Weapon(s): Sword. This sword is on Kitoyo's back at all times and ready for use. His gun looks like this but there are two of them. They hang at his sides at all times. His throwing knifes that are always on him. Hidden in the pockets of his coat.
What do you drive: Motorcycle!
Appearance: Kitoyo has short black that is most of the time spiked. His skin is tan from spending time out in the sunlight. He is about six foot five and loves to wear his black over coat. His shirt is most of the time black but he doesn’t mind other shirts. His shoes are black and white checkered high tops, Converse. His pants are normally baggy, and you didn't guess it, a dark blue color. The pockets are big because he likes to carry lots of things around.
History: Kitoyo grew up rather nicely. He studied the Wicca religion, took many different fighting classes, and loved to spend time in the battle simulator. When the moon did hit his family lived threw it. The sad part was he lost most of his friends or they lost their family, so he then started hunting down demons. He believed no on need to suffer like that and he would try anything to stop it with all his might.
Personality: Kitoyo is a kind person and always willing to help. He likes to laugh. Although he is nice he doesn’t mind killing. Killing is like swimming for him; just something to do.
Pet(s): None, but if he sees a cat then he will stop, take it, put it in his jacket, and keep it for as long as he can.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 1:51 pm
Name: Anastasia Georgette Margot Antoinette "Blondie" DuPree
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Race: Human.
Magic: Earth powers, which includes the moving of earth and controlling of plant growth and movement. As well as some basic psionic charges.
Weapon(s): basic daggers, two revolvers, multiple automatic firearms, and a large rifle.
What do you drive: A large Jeep. Once orange, the paint is thinned and fetted away to a pale peach colour, with deep gashes, and muddy splatters all over. The top is a thick canvaslike fabric, and is a weathered black.
Appearance: Known as 'The Blonde Bomber' by the authorities, she has a short blonde bobcut and bangs, her hair seemingly butchered by the scissors. Usually wearing an old fatigue jacket (or a knee-length ancient black trenchcoat) and think canvas pants, of either fatigue or dark jean pattern, along with wifebeaters or dirty, baggy t-shirts. Her skin is tanned, with dark smudges of bootblack on several areas of her body. She usually never takes off her round suglasses, and her canine teeth seem larger than they should be. Her ears are strangely scarred. Often wears fingerless gloves, and large black goggles.
History: Currently unknown. She lost her mother, and when asked about her father, she mumbles something about 'those bloody demons'.
Personality: At first, and when in a serious situation, cold and unwielding. Otherwise somewhat disattached, and sarcastic. An unusually caustic personality, she is also cautious, and not quick to make friends.
Pet(s): She has no actual pets, although a small puppy of some kind lives in her Jeep. She claims it to be a German Shepherd, although it looks more like a wolf. Also, she carries around a small baby on her back, with flaming red hair, and bright purple eyes. It also has slightly pointed ears and two sharp teeth. She claims that this creature is her child.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:04 pm
((Anastasia Georgette Margot Antoinette "Blondie" DuPree, good god the name is long, can now role play.))
Kitoyo drove down the high way on his motorcycle at sixty miles per hour. He was wearing glasses that pointed things out to him. He noticed a demon out on a car a whiles away and took out his guns. He sped up to eighty miles an hour. As he passed by the car he fired a bulled into the monster's left arm. The monster ran after him and easily kept up. As he was catching up Kitoyo slammed on the brakes and did a very sharp turn. The bike lifted off the ground and hit the monsters face, causing his head to turn to the point were it broke. Kitoyo put the bike down and continued down the road.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:10 pm
The Infamous Blonde Bomber was stuck. Yes, stuck.
She kicked at the tire of her trusty Jeep, the baby within sniffling, and the puppy lifting an ear towards her. Why did all these stupid buildings have to be in the way?
She lurched forward, and started dragging rubble out of her way, unwilling to relenquish her mighty Jeep.
"Well, Quebec-Romeo," she said dutifully to the small dog, "After we get this s**t out of the way, we're good to go for another while. I bet there's a gas station up ahead aways, but I'm probably wrong."
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:14 pm
Kitoyo's glasses noticed something werid. A women trying to fix her car. He droved up to her and stoped a few feet away. He put the glasses into a hidden pocket. "Mrs do you need help?" He asked kindly and smiled at her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:16 pm
((Updated.))
Name: Lodoss Qio Aberworthey III (crap Sarah, you took my long name idea. Maybe in the future people just have long names)
Age: "Late 20's" (which means 28 )
Gender: female
Race: Plain 'ole human
Magic: Due to the 'Missing Moon', she can now copy the eyes of other animals (possibly demons?) and use them to help her see in most terrains. She can also walk through walls, and recently learned to travel through mirrors. Though these can be useful, they don't tend to help much.
Weapon(s): Poison darts, broken gunblade that won't shoot, make-shift dynamite that doesn't always explode when they should, and other odds and ends she keeps in her aparment flat.
What do you drive: Her brother's old truck, or the mini-van.
Apperance: Average. She has mousy brown hair that she keeps tied back in a ponytail, and often wears a plain white shirt and jeans. Once a volvo-driving soccer mom, always a volvo-driving soccer mom. She hardly gets dressy.
History: Life was simple, normal, easy. Lodie had worked part time at a local coffee bar, and picked up her kids from practice every tuesdays and thursdays. She had three beautiful children, lived with her gardening brother and his daughter, and was generally happy. Then hell burst forth and swallowed up her children and her beloved brother. She and her neice had lived in fear until they heard of the cities, and both finally snagged a place. She has yet to tell her niece that she's been "seeing things" lately.
Personality: Needless to say, fairly...normal. In the sense that she still believes that the strange things happening are the result of some diplomatic power finally cracking and nuking something.
Pet(s): She used to have a parrot in middle school, but it died.
Name: Ember. She doesn't bother with her full name.
Age: 17
Gender: female
Race: Human, but unbeknownst to her aunt, she's been recently possessed by a demon.
Magic: Breathing underwater, heightend senses, and able to use the demon's abilities at her will. Or is it the other way around?
Weapon(s): Just her own claws and teeth, when she exposes them. She carries around a dagger to make her aunt feel better however.
What do you drive: If she were allowed, the truck or the mini-van, but since the Missing Moon, her aunt doesn't want her going off anywhere by herself. Not that she doesn't sneak out anyway.
Apperance: Average to tall in height, she's got cherry hair that curls down to the small of her back. With her wide, blue eyes she has this aura of permanantly perturbed innocence, which she definately takes advantage of. Lately, she's taken to wearing heavy leather jackets with tons of metal rings and pockets (which had she stolen from an abandoned bike shop on the way to the city) and knee-high boots. She still wears her school uniform underneath (white collared shirt, black tie, navy plaid skirt, complete with thick, coke bottle glasses).
History: Basically the same as Aunt Lodie's, though Ember feels refreshed and new with the coming of the Missing Moon, rather than sulky and despaired like her Aunt. She sees this as a great oppurtunity to become...powerful. Especially after she mur--ah, 'was removed of' her worst nightmare, Ellie Wedgewood, who used to bully her. And she never liked her cousins anyway. Screaming little brats.
Personality: She used to be sweet, shy, and sincere. Nowadays she's still sweet and shy, but not so sincere about it. She'll be nice if she can't afford to be otherwise, and will not rest until she gets her way.
Pet(s): She tends to a small crow that lives under her window. He's not so much as a pet as a familiar--she uses him as a lookout and he keeps her informed of day-to-day happenings.
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Conte Cruella Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:25 pm
((Long names, sweetheart. It's what I do.))
Blondie whirled around, reaching instinctively for one of her many firearms. She didn't want to be caught off-guard in such a place as this, especially not with the baby so close by.
"I think I'm fine, thank you," she said, tersely. "Just have to move some of this crap out of the road, and get to a gas station."
She turned once again, and stooped to the dust, dragging at a rather large, twisted sheet of once-silvery metal, out of the path of her trusted vehicle. She peered back at him through the tiny reflective mirrors in the sides of her sunglasses.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:29 pm
((Ok your all set to role play Lodoss Qio Aberworthey III.)
Kitoyo walked up next to her and looked at the mess. He would point at something with two fingers and then move his hand somewhere else. In turn the rubble would follow and move out of the way. With in thirty minuets he was done. "Is that good Mrs.?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:33 pm
She nodded, glancing sideways at him. "It's DuPree, and thanks. You need a ride somewhere? I see you don't have much in the ways of transport."
She wiped a mixture of dust and sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and straightened her spine with a small pop!
She extended her clean hand to shake his, and raised an eyebrow. "Thanks for that, really. I wanted to get to driving again, so we can get a decent place tongith for my kid to sleep."
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:38 pm
"I'm Sugu, nice to meet you. Also I'm good; my motorcycle is right over there." He pointed towards it. "Would you like me to follow you incase of demons?" Kitoyo looked around.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 3:08 pm
She twisted one side of her mouth in a sardonic little smile, and lifted a grey-green canvas from her Jeep. Beneath it, multiple firearms and explosives sat, like a sleeping metal monster. "I'm good against the demons, thank you," she said. "But if you feel the need to tag along, be my guest, by all means."
She abruptly clambered into her Jeep, and started it up, nodding at the man via the rearview mirror, before zipping off towards a Texaco station.
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