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 Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 7:44 pm
this is where you put down your avi's history as to how it came to come here with it's abilities and what not.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 8:49 am
Gaia Name: Haruko Kioko
Race: Cat/Element
Age: 18
Background: Haruko is a child who grew up with a family whom she thought was real. No brothers, no sisters, just her, and her mother and father. When she was about 13 years old, her family died in a shoot out in a restaurant. She escaped, but her parents were unfortunate. Since then she has been working for whom ever she could to survive in the cruel world. When she was about 17, she took over a bar that was about to be abandoned, called The Angel Bar/Cafe. She met a lot of new people there, and became friends with a lot of them, as well. She then decided to make her own bar at the age of 18, now known as Harko's Bar and Inn. There she met her real mother, and found out she had brothers, sisters, and neices. To this day, Haruko is still the kind person that she has always been. Hoping that the future will be as bright as the present is. Later on, she met a fox named BlackbatosaiKioko, and became his owner, vowing to watch over him, and make sure that he stays safe, and out of trouble. About a month after him becoming her pet, they became married.
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Haruko Kioko Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 3:25 pm
Gaia Name: Sparda004
Race:Human/Element
Age: Resembles a 20 year old.
History: A former Death Knight of the Brotherhood of the Crimson Skies. Has seen all types of battle. Knows many tactics and applies them in his Fights. He was reserrected to perform acts for The Brotherhood. After his tasks were complete he was . After which he wandered the streets looking for places to stay where he found a small tavern/inn. He is know living with his adoptive family, Them not knowing his shattered past. Always hides it from them for fear of rejection
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 5:25 pm
name: r-chan
race: human/ one-third fox.
age: fourteen, looks a little and acts a lot (sometimes wink ) older
history: grew up in a large city, with an abusive mother and no siblings. mother was a little on the mentally shaky side, and would constantly put me down because i wasn't the little perfect girl of her dreams, what she wanted me to be. my father was killed in a riot, he was the one person i was able to look up to. after his death, i realized there was nothing worth staying at home for and ran away at the age of eight, freeloading around the city, staying with friends, etc. during this time i trained at a few dojos and ninja academies and acquired my current skills. i was definitely an inner-city kid -- i lived on graffiti, ran odd jobs for cash and basically did whatever with a group of a few friends, town hopping... still hopping around town exploring, i was able to get my feet on the ground....i now have a secure place, many friends (and of course, new rivals mrgreen ), and a fiance', soulreaver_pmr. on the inside i'd say i'm still the same though. just give me music and a friend or two and i'll be happy. still going through the depths of the city, i like to explore and will never be caught! blaugh
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 9:26 am
Gaia Name: Jovak
Race: Half Elf
Age: 54
Background:The Crown of Ascension, the Isles of Err is where Jovak came from, specifically, the isle of Thii, home of the Princess, Erika.
Jovak's past is more twisted than he would have liked. He has traveled from one planet to another, from one plane of existence to another, only to be brought back to the place of his destiny time and time again, even against the will of the Ancient Gods.
Jovak's life began with a simple elvish woman, who Arkolor, the God of Hope, had fallen in love with. The end result was Jovak, Avatar of Hope.
Several decades passed, as Arkolor taught young Jovak the ways of healing as well as exacting vengeance on those who would disrupt the light. Jovak's power grew quickly, rivaling even that of his father, and Jovak ascended to the rank of Avatar of Hope, but it was not to be for long.
Several years passed as the Mistress of Death sought to destroy Hope forever, targeting Arkolor and his new Avatar directly, with many vain attempts. Finally, in a rash attempt to deliver her angst upon Arkolor, she crafted an army of elves which she had corrupted personally, even mentally enslaving the few who weren't so easily persuaded. They were distinguished by a black taint that covered their whole bodies, and turned their hair a bluish-white. This army of Dark Elves marched across the lands of Ascension, destroying everything in their wake. One Dark Elf in particular, a warrior mage known as Chroid, who had a silvery color to his skin that seemed to allow him to not only resist the effects of enemy spellcasters, but reflect them full force; he became the Mistress of Death's 'pet,' since he was the most difficult to turn.
The isle of Riddelle, a cesspool of Tyrrany and violence. All races are slaves here, under the dread King Edwin the eighth. His General, Patriarch Irris Blackblood, had been recently sent with a rather large army to conquer the isle of Vorisan. All this fueled The Mistress of Death to amass her army on the empty battlefields of Riddelle, lying in wait.
Arkolor, seeing the Mistress’s amassing army, drafted an army of his own to oppose them, which happened to be the Mistress's plan all along. The two armies clashed, and many Dark Elves perished at the hands of Arkolor's forces, thanks to Jovak's leadership, and the divine power he bestowed upon them.
But the battle was not to be won by the forces of Good this day. With the God of Hope distracted by the war and the prayers of his battle priests, the Mistress of Death was able to slay him in his own Citadel, striping away the divine assistance that had given them the advantage.
Meanwhile, Jovak had singled out the enemy General, Chroid, and was just about to relinquish him of his life force, as he suddenly felt weak, like a part of him had died, but it wasn't just Jovak, his entire army felt the weakness and began to panic. They were easily overwhelmed by the forces of darkness.
Chroid, seeing Jovak's moment of weakness, took full advantage, knocking him to the ground, and ordering several of his guards to hold him. The Silver Elf began to chant something awful in a draconic language, while motioning with his hands, and a ghostly image of Jovak spirited from his body, leaving his body limp, but not lifeless. As a final insult, the Silver Elf placed a curse upon Jovak, that he would remember nothing, and would be forced to speak in rhyme until he recovered his memories. To make matters worse, he was magically transported to another planet, to make sure he would not find his identity.
During his time on the new planet, he met many new people, including the Goddess of Truth, who, through hard learned lessons, reminded Jovak of who he was, his wife who had died searching for his body amongst the corpses that littered the battlefield, she reminded him of who he was to become.
The two eventually fell in love with each other, but the Elder Gods would not have it. They striped him of his memory and sent him back to his home planet, where things had become quite grim.
The Mistress of death had wrought havoc upon most of Ascension. She had plucked the High Towers of Magic from the sky, sending it plummeting into the very mountain it had been cut from, killing many powerful mages in the process, and enraging the arch-lich who had constructed it. She had destroyed all hope amongst the mortal races who did not serve her directly, but something still remained, a beacon of all that is good that the Mistress could not touch.
Jovak stood in his father's abandoned Citadel, inside the throne room. A glowing sword sat on the throne with the dead God's name inscribed on the side. Jovak seemed almost drawn to it. With it he would make his enemies swear for the fallen. He would set back the balance that had been uprooted. His father's name would be etched in the stars for all to see. The dead God would rise again, like the Rose survives the winter to blossom again, but nary the same flower.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 8:24 am
Gaia Name: BlackbatosaiKioko
Race: fox/alchemist
Age: 21
Background: from birth i was taught to make treaties but i wanted to become a warrior for that i was learning alchemy. Then i discovered that in human years i am much older but i say human years so ppl will understand. And my people outcasted me for learning alchemy and wanting to be a warrior.
At age 13 i fought many wars and defended many of ppl at the age of 20 i built a bar BlackbatosaiKioko's bar and motell whitch proved that a worrior could not be a buisness man.
So from that day on i became a wonderer and met up with Haruko Kioko who became my owner after i was in a fight for food the food won i fell into her lap and she took me to her ppl who taught me everything i know about hunting fighting and life.
After that Haruko Kioko became my owner keeping me out of trouble we got married a while later and been together every sence
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 3:20 pm
Gaia Name: Khalor
Race: Warrior Angel, Last of his Kind.
Age: Approx 6 million.
Abilities: Telekinesis, Some elemental control, Psionics.
Background: Khalor and his kind were bred by the Arch Angel Gabriel for the war on the demons, to fight Satan's 'Super Demon.' After they won the battle of Devil's Peak Gabriel had no use for the Warriors, so let them die out through battles. Khalor realised what was happening, and after making a self thought descsion he was cast down from Heaven and now uses his powerful abilities on Gaia. Gabriel caught wind of Khalors survival and dispatched many hunting parties to bring him in, with no luck. Khalor is immortal in age, but can be killed by weapons.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 5:35 pm
Gaia Name: Herufaia Tenma (Hellfire Demon) Also answers to: Tenma, Herufaia, Tenma-sama, Heru, Heru-sama, Mr. Makoto, and Mr. Sad
Race: Created in an unholy ritual with aa body of obsidian glass, a soul of hellfire and the misgivings of the greatest mage to ever live; Trebor Wons. He was since banished to the plane of Gaia were he
Age: Born into the body of a 35 year old creature tht vaguely resembling a human and drow half breed, but lacks the points to the ears and the facial hair and is of neither race.
Powers and abilities: Innumerable ammounts forged into his body in the unholy ritual as well as the spells memorized in his master tower as well as many he has absorbed through out his centuries of life fro his rival and enemies. the only form of pleasure he ever found in his life. His eyes hold the power of absorbtion and and destruction as well as many power he doesnt himself under stand.
Background: Body forged by the fires of hell and the one of the only materials that can survive in the sheer heat of the environment; obsidian glass. He was Trebor's greatest achievement and mistake, in order to erase the mistakes of his horrid past and to become the perfect leader and ultimate power he removed his emotions and attempted to put them into a golem. After many failed attempts he became so distraught that he opened a portal to another plane; the plane of the gods. there he forged a pact with the only two gods that were willing to help: The five headed lady Tiamat, and the Demon Dragon King, Bahamut. Together the unholy union was formed to create this embodiment of the anger, self loathing, regrets and fears of the great mage. Together the Emotionless master and his unstable slave reentered the plane of Trebor's home. After months of intense angery burst and a few successful and yet unsucessful suicide attempts, when ever he would die his body would regenerate completely leaving no scars and his mind in shambles for many days after. He soon grew to power that more than rivaled his master but holds no malice towards to his master and no desire for his station in fact he pities the poor emotionless lump of flesh for his lack of love and happiness which he had also given up in the dark ritual in the hell like plane of existence. Through many many attempts of and experiments was able to prefect inter dimensinal as well as biplanar travel and summoning magic. Informing his master of his planes he banished himself to another plane. That plane was Gaia. he continues to exist on this in peace raising his powers against those who threaten those he considers friends and the believes he has in his heart.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 3:10 pm
Gaian name: Yuuka Kurokawa, formerly Yoshimi Kinomoto.
Race: Elemental cat Angel
Age: Looks 26 actual age is unknown
Powers and abilities: Empathic (can sense others emotions and feel what they feel), Keyblade weilder, elemental magic (mostly minor save over water, which is her favorite element), and the ability to shape shift between cat and human.
Background: Yuuka Kurokawa is the reborn spirit and powers of Yoshimi Kinomoto, who died one night of a broken heart. She now fights the Heartless by the side of her beloved Tetnake, and is the guardian of the Sempai family. She remembers very little of her life as Yoshi, but she still retains the love for her other life's family and friends. She is being schooled in the art of healing and archery by the Vagabond and his lady Kyoki Marie in the Man's End Dojo, where she sometimes disappears to from time to time when she needs a moment to herself. Yuuka and her family are now faced with a new threat. That of Envy, a homunculus that was once Kairi, Tet's former girlfriend. She seeks the destruction of the couple at all costs, and she could be anyone, even the ones Yuuka cares for most...
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:50 am
Name: Evelyn Nyht
Nicknames: Eve, Evie, Eevee
Age: 4674 (Looks 25)
Race: Aenklesus
Eye: Brown-Green Mismatched (Left Green, Right Brown)
Hair: Dark Red
Height: 5'1" // 154.94cm
Weight: 110lbs // 49.8949kg
Appearance: For something as small as her, she draws quite a bit attention from her appearance. Standing just a little over five feet, she's of slim build and often dressed in a dress of this style, but in an assortment of colors. She wears simple black slippers that make little sound upon the ground. When she is out on a mission, her usual dress is a dark forest green, tight fitting top and tight clad black pants with soft, well-worn leather boots. It's not her dress sence that catches other's eyes, but ther physical looks with long dark red hair. Her skin has taken on a golden glow that draws even more attention to her mismatched eyes. And she is never seen without her necklace that hangs low between her breasts.
Weapons
Dagger: (x3) Smaller versions of swords that can easily be hidden under cloth or within a boot. It is normally used for close combat and assissnation. These are normally hidden on Evelyn in three areas, hip and boots/inner calves.
The hilt is made of iron with lace work knots etched into the metal. The blades are four to five inches in length made of sterling steel to keep the blade from rusting with disuse and for easy cleaning maintence. Scroll work is etched onto the blades granting accuracy and deadly strikes. These were hand-crafted by Evelyn's brother, Tentius Nyht.
Quarterstaff: Made of oak to the length of four feet, Evelyn's staff is normally used to enhance magic and defense. Her mother, Calien Nyht, picked out the wood from the forest just outside their villiage and had it sent off to be crafted, giving specific instructions for it to hold magical properties. A notch was carved out at the top so magical stones that Evelyn carries with her could be slipped in to intensify their properties.
Light-weight Sword: Reaching out about three feet and made of sterling steel and iron, this sword was created by Eveyln's father, Amandos Nyht. The metal is light weight, almost like air to a skilled heavy blade warrior when carried. The hild is designed with anceint Aenklesus runes giving strength to the weilder. the blade itself is left bar, but there is a dim blue light that comes from the steel guiding the swordsman to their target.
Abilities:
Physical
Offensive
Defensive
Magik
Light Orb
A small ball of light that can be formed in the palm of the hands. It is about one foot in diameter that can be easily carried or left on the ground to light the way. The spell lasts for a duration of two hours unless properly extinguished by the caster. The orb does not burn, nor does it do any harm except a minor blinding if stared at directly.
Offensive
Defensive
Theur Var
Regenerative
Sarash Myr Fallan
"Thys tia myr, sai os. Tae si eilol vaerysi eir sar shos shar oli shyli." ((Translation: "From my soul, to yours. May the ancients restore all that which was once whole."))
Sacrifice
A powerful healing spell, so powerful that the user sacrifices their own life in the process of saving the other. This spell will heal all injuries instantly, no matter how critical the damage. The energy of the soul can be seen clearly in the process of casting, a large white orb that forms from the broken white light that surrounds the caster. The target will feel no abnormalites, no thoughts or memories will be shared between them and the caster. No replase will occur if any other spell or entity tries to reverse the magic or cause old wounds to show. Sacrifice has been known to remove battlescars as well because it makes everything whole once more and "perfect." This is to be used only in emergencies, one-time use only.
Background: The Aenklesus, had lived for centuries, thriving and gathering the knowledge and history of other cultures. The average life span was roughly 6000 years, when the elders appeared to be in their 30s to humans. Their aging is very different from other races though. The children mature as all do, growing and developing normally. It slowly begins to slow down until they look the age of 12 to 14 where every 200 years equals one year to humans.
The Elves called them "Commae N'ner Edan," Timeless Man because they did not appear to age as rapidly as man. They would, in time, but they had the ages like the Elves. The two would often be found together, debating about historical facts and teaching one another wizardry and fighting techniques.
Born a little more than half a millennium ago, Evelyn had a very simple life. She had a normal family, mother, father, and an older brother. It was a very warm and loving environment, teaching her to have patience and compassion for all around her. They passed on an appreciation of nature and all things that came from the earth they walked upon.
When she was 1000 years old, she was sent to a lone community to learn the ways of magic and fighting. She was best with the elements because she had a deeper connection than any who had passed through the town and training. Her gifts were remarkable and just gazing down upon a stone, she could identify the root element is contained within.
She was taught swordsmanship, but she lacked the strength behind it. So she was taught several different techniques. Her agility was remarkable after a few centuries of training, so she would move in quickly and swing when there was an opening. Under no circumstances was she to block with her sword for the vibration and sudden numbing would make her swings weaker.
Evelyn was much better with the close combat strategies; stealth was required for all of them. Her handy work was with a dagger. Footsteps as quiet as a feather's fall and then a suddenly heat of a blade across the throat, one porcelain hand pressed firmly against the mouth to muffle the cry. Then a quick blow to the gut, twisting it as she pulled out of the body, crimson staining the blade. She carried three upon herself, each concealed in easy access areas for if anyone should ever draw to close.
Between studying dusty spell books and exhausting her body from training, she would curl up with one of the many history books that lined the wall of her room. She studied the ways of the old, things that most cannot recall and do not know. But sitting idly and allowing the world to pass her by while she gained more skills was trying on her free-spirited soul.
Evelyn finally passed all her training when she was well over 2000 years and finally left the village, but not returning home. She sent a letter to her family speaking of her yearning to travel and see the world up close than through the volumes of books or the passing words of a traveler.
She journeyed all over the known world, starting where Scotland is now. She traveled upon a ship and explored the old world of Ireland with the tribal people journeyed without unification. But soon, the French and German lands called to her, speaking of a culture of peaceful yet simple community, the Celts.
Evelyn was fascinated by these people. They gave power to their women, were simple farmers, but lacked a political structure. Their knowledge of the earth astounded her and she spent many years in their company, learning the craftsmanship of weave and metal work. The knots intrigued her and were just as symbolic to her as to them.
Her journeys lead her all over the European world, learning from the Greeks, the Romans, the Egyptians, and then Christianity began to spread. The word of the mouth was finding faster, more reliable ways to reach travelers and it was then that she learned of her parents' death.
She began her way home, a sad and heavy heart as she went. She could sense an impending doom, but shrugged it off. When her eyes caught the sight of where she had once grown up at, there was nothing there. Barren trees and nothing but ruins laid about the land. Her people were now one with the histories of all others. And so she traveled the world alone, never knowing that she was another prey.((OOC Information))[This character gets updated continually as I try to find out more about her abilities.]
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 7:00 pm
Name: Kolana Lysander
Race: Human
Height: 5'1"
Weight: 115
Eye Colors: Left one is red and the right one is green
Hair Color: Purple (gets dyed now and then)
Marks/Oddities:Her personal array shows on her forehead. She has a surgical scar over her chest and a scar running up her left leg.
Job Class: Script Summoner- summons using symbols, characters, and arrays
weak summons: everyday objects and elements
medium summons: dough men and voodoo dolls
strong summons: Phoenix, Golem, Dragon, Time Demon
Other abilites:
-can turn into a fox to conserve energy
-can create barriers
-can understand all languages (Linguistics Major + One Language Spell)
-can turn into a crab in cold water; turns back to human in hot water
RP Family: *not casted* = owns NPC Status xD
-older brother: Caleb (C.Glace) Bouncer and demon (by magical transplant); is cursed to turn into a Girl in cold water
-younger sister: *not casted* Goes to a private boarding school, bubbly and cursed to turn into a Lion in cold water
-mother: *not casted* Authoritarian, strong-willed and commanding; nags Kolana towards marriage
-father: *not casted* Excessive Gambler; currently in jail
History:
Her Grandfather had just died, leaving her and her brother a mysterious will to a rather large estate. Kolana and Caleb had renovated it recently into the 12 Stars Beach Resort. During her time there, she learned more about herself as a summoner and more about her family's past...
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 5:15 am
Sparda004 Gaia Name: Sparda004 Race:Human/Element Age: Resembles a 20 year old. History: A former Death Knight of the Brotherhood of the Crimson Skies. Has seen all types of battle. Knows many tactics and applies them in his Fights. He was reserrected to perform acts for The Brotherhood. After his tasks were complete he was . After which he wandered the streets looking for places to stay where he found a small tavern/inn. He is know living with his adoptive family, Them not knowing his shattered past. Always hides it from them for fear of rejectioncool wish list
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 5:30 am
Sparda004 Gaia Name: Sparda004 Race:Human/Element Age: Resembles a 20 year old. History: A former Death Knight of the Brotherhood of the Crimson Skies. Has seen all types of battle. Knows many tactics and applies them in his Fights. He was reserrected to perform acts for The Brotherhood. After his tasks were complete he was . After which he wandered the streets looking for places to stay where he found a small tavern/inn. He is know living with his adoptive family, Them not knowing his shattered past. Always hides it from them for fear of rejectioni cant see your eyes what color are they
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