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 Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 3:30 pm
Introduce your characters in this topic. Be as detailed as possible. You can have more than one character, just make sure to list them here.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 3:50 pm
This is the character I will be roleplaying most often.
 Name: Chihen
Age: approx. 14.
Race: Half elf/half monkey youkai
Hair: Dusty blonde
Eyes: Her right eye is geen-blue, and her left eye is blind, giving it a blue-grey tint.
Height: 4'10"
Weight: 90 lbs
Special abilities: Wind mage: she can alter the strength and direction of the wind within a certain radius, enabling many different feats; prehensile tail.
Background: Chihen is an optimistic tomboy that loves to eat, and to fight. She lost her family to a monster attack three years ago. She suffered permanent eye and possible brain damage, both due to physical and emotional trauma. She has little memory of the event, so she is able to stay optimistic. She still acts like a spoiled child, however.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 3:58 pm
Character Name: Snu Snarrked Age: 18 Race: Human Weapon: Jack Knife Bio: Snu is very modern for the world he lives in. He wears black leather and has layered, short, dark brown hair that falls in his eyes. He's quiet when He wants to be, but is very personable. He can't stand arguments though he tends to start many. Snu lives in constant contradiction of himself. He's loyal when he wants to be and a backstabber when he doesn't want to be; he always seems to be making a mistake. Despite his flawed personality he has the ability to make anyone's troubles disappear, he only wishes he could do the same for himself. Snu doesn't wallow in despair even though he is constantly frustrated. His easygoing manner keeps him from getting down on himself. Snu was born in a city of Elves, his human mother gave birth to him at a local inn during travels. His mother died in childbirth and his father couldn't bear to look at the thing that "murdered" his wife. Snu grew up learning Elven customs, though he is very much a human. Image: 
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 4:52 pm
Name: Paul Mashiama
Height: 6'4
Weight: 250
Hair/Eye Color: Brown/Brown
Fighting Style: Street Fighter
Race: Human transcended and escaped from average by having discovered the true powers of the mind.
Appearane: Casual grey tee-shirt tucked into a pair of faded blue jeans, covered by a simple black leather jacket. Usually wears a pair of black lensed aviators, trimmed in gold, with his hair in a flattop transcending and inch high from his cranium. He's generally the cocky, obnoxious kind when you get to meet him. Ironically, he remains quiet when by himself.
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 4:20 pm
 Name: Hilary Age: 13 Race: Fox Demon Eye Color: Blue Hair: Short, Brown Discription: Born in a small village, and cast out on her own after a fire, that was said to burn the whole place down. She is learning majic and is best at ice and water. However, she will avoid a fight if posible and prefers to fight w/o weapons. She can turn into a fox at will, and her best friend, a Dragon, will fight by her side to the death.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:23 pm
Name: Kiraboshi
Age: 183, but appears 14/15
Sex: Female
Race: Demon
Breed: cat
Energy: Ice
Appearance: 
Kiraboshi is a smart, usually shy girl...unless she knows you well or you happen to be a cute boy. /She lives in the Demon World with her best friend, Chihen. Kira has lived for 180+ years, and therefore knows quite a bit. She loves reading and cooking, and is pretty boy crazy. She has a flat-out love obsession with Akito, a handsome Wolf Youkai who lives near, but he won't even give her the time of day.
Kira perfers not to fight, but will not run unless she's sure she can't win. Being born ontop an icey mountain, Kira was trained at a young age to use her elemental ice powers. She has five attacks, as well as the ability to control icey substances.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 5:33 pm
name- dameon shadowstorm age- 23 weight- 176 height- 6'2 appearance- medium length black hair and kendo black shirt, black scarf, and cloth black pants, black scarf and silver gauntlets, cloth black boots. dark light grey eyes. abilities- deep concentration in discovering supernatural skills ., and extreame agility. ecellent sight. backround- a refuge of the wild living on his own just outside of a large town. left home at the age of nine when his training of his supernatural abilities was not accepted.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:58 pm
Name: Ryoko Shadon, Master of Dragons, Cleric of Lord Arcana
Age: unKnown in human years
Appearance: Long black hair with red ends, Wears dragon scale armor, has demon eyes that are reddish black, looks overall a demonic Vampire Dragon
Weapons: Dragon Sword and Demon Flame bow
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 9:52 am
Name: Kayian
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Race: Dragon (but can change into a human)
Appearance: http://i18.tinypic.com/2e696oi.jpg
(didn't wan't to strech thread)
(Human form in front, dragon from in back)
Background: Kayian is a 20 year old dragon that lived most of his life with his fellow dragons. He left them when he was 17 to wonder the world and never heard from them again.
As he wonderd around, he picked up a spell that would allow him to hid his form in a human body so he would not cause any commotion. He was always thinking of what could happen, he was varry intelligence and self-confidence.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 10:28 am
name: Ali Age: 18 race: human Weapon: bow and arrow and sometimes a sword aperancesum: she was raised by a dragon/human hybrid step father and never knew her birth father. her mother died when she was about 4 to 5 years old. she lived around dragons all her life. she never had a problem not being one of them. she was highly respected because her step-father was looked at as a leader of their clan. She decided one day that it was time for her to leave and explore what the world had to offer.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 9:20 am
name: Ichigo
age: 16
height: 5'7"
weight: 135 lbs.
hair color: purple
eye color: Normal: grey alter:blood red
class: samurai
weapon: two katanas
element: fire, death
special features:tattoo on her stomach, always wearing a crystal necklace.
childhood: Ichigo's family was murdered when she was 6. Since then she has been raised by her grandmother who owns a shrine. Learning the ways of the spirits she gained the ability to see and control spirits. she can't remember anything to the age prior to 8, for 2 years her mind wasn't clear. Now, her grandmother has past away 10 years after taking Ichigo in. Age 16, she has left the shrine, and began her journey.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 2:08 pm
Hum'kay. First is Hayrt; second is Sweet Vanilla. Name:
Hayrt Kleiner.
Age:
19, going on 20
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Date of Birth:
August fifth, by the modern calendar.
Alignment:
Good
Defining Attribute(s) (Nonphysical):
Deep loyalty and honest respect for those he cares for; unabashed honesty; is a quick learner; is proficient in magicks.
Defining Attribute(s) (Physical; not pictured below):
A triplet of black, teardrop-shaped tattoos beneath his left eye.
General Personality:
Hayrt is a warm person by nature. Though generally serious, he smiles rather easily and can be quickly persuaded into laughter. When he begins something, he becomes absorbed with it and cannot leave it unfinished - he must see it through to the very end. Despite this quality being mainly a good one to have, it's definitely not without its downsides.
Even though he tends to dwell on the past, Hayrt tries his best to find a use for his mistakes, though this doesn't always work out for the best. His biggest negative points are perhaps the facts that his trust is both easily given and difficult to retract. A staunch believer in giving people the benefit of the doubt, he often finds himself giving second, or even third or fourth chances, even though he knows he shouldn't. He also has a tendency to lie to himself when he doesn't think something ought to be true.
Biography:
Hayrt studied magicks from a young age under his tutor, Ghidian Mala. He was very adept at his trade of choice, and soon surpassed even his master. Nevertheless, he continued to study with the man. He soon found himself attached to Ghidian as a son would his father.
Around the time Hayrt turned eighteen, a dragon called Jyrrda (one of those who was disdainful of humans and very sly) began hunting and slaughtering humans. It wasn’t long before the monster set its sights on Ghidian. Despite the combined efforts of Hayrt and Ghidian to fight off the creature, the latter eventually fell. In a desperate attempt to save his master, Hayrt offered the dragon a deal: himself for Ghidian. She accepted, and suggested that the two exchange hearts, promising that once the trade was complete, Ghidian would be completely restored.
Jyrrda and Hayrt performed the ritual that would switch their hearts, and it worked flawlessly. However, Jyrrda had tricked Hayrt. Upon receiving his heart, she brutally dismembered Ghidian. In addition, she admitted that her own heart was diseased and that it would kill Hayrt in time. By exchanging hearts, the young sorcerer had promised the dragon a longer life, while at the same time severely shortening his own.
Appearance:
Hayrt Kleiner
Pronounciation:
Hayrt = "HART"
Ghidian = "GID-ee-en"
Jyrrda = "Yurr-dah"Name:
Sweet Vanilla (Sometimes known as "Nilla")
Age:
18
Gender:
Male
Race:
Troll
Date of Birth:
March sixteenth
Alignment:
Neutral
Defining Attribute(s) (Nonphysical):
His deep, rich voice, accented with an unknown language.
Defining Attribute(s) (Physical; not pictured below):
N/A
General Personality:
Sweet Vanilla, by nature, is a gruff and standoffish person. Though not truly antisocial, Nilla doesn't go out of his way to seek human contact. He can deal with the company of others for a time, before he starts to get aggravated. When this happens, he will often just leave a situation. This often causes people to think of him as rude or conceited.
When someone really gets to know him, they find a deeply thoughtful and profound individual. Despite his seemingly nonexistant sense of humor, Nilla can be a good companion.
Biography:
PENDING
Appearance:
Sweet Vanilla
(Ignore the little head-thingies.)
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:14 am
I don't have a picture yet because my friend hasn't scanned it into the computer yet and I don't have a scanner.
He walked down a hallway, not looking up but always at his feet. He noticed the quarterback’s feet too late. He had already run into him. “Watch it!” the muscle-bound jock shouted. Ayron just kept walking without looking back at him. He walked right past a teacher that was trying to get his attention without even glancing in her direction. A blank black T-shirt clung to his wiry frame, but was hidden by a too big jacket that was patched with different color fabrics. His pants were also too big for him and black with patches and zippers in random places. Ayron was a little shorter than 6’ and was lean and skinny. This 16 year old has an extremely pale complexion, upbeat, though distracted, attitude, and long, white hair. His ice blue eyes had the habit of looking at people as though he were judging them and finding them wanting. He didn't have the best of hearing; in fact he was completely deaf in his left ear. He had a spiral of wire running from the lobe to the tip of his right ear. For some reason he was always wearing a white dog collar. From the collar hung a tag that was so badly scratched it was illegible. He had a good sized scar that was very prominent on the back of his right hand that looked as though something or someone had ripped a chunk from the back of his hand. He was always looking at the ground. He never looked up unless he was spoken to, and even then it was just a glance to see if they were worth talking to, which most weren’t. Whenever he had to speak to someone had done so in such a way as to make them think that they were wasting his time. Most people walk away thinking less of themselves, because he thought less of them. He didn't have many friends for this reason. He only had one true passion in life, and that was his oboe. It was the only reason he wasn't in jail, yet. His lack of focus and general disdain of others had earned him the hatred of more than a few of his teachers. Their enmity was reflected in his grades. He hadn’t always been so bitter towards the world. In fact, it had happened just a month ago, when his family had made them move from London to the American country side. He had run away while they were packing, that was how he had earned the scar on his hand. Most of the time they were more careful, and didn’t leave marks where they could be noticed, but this time he had apparently gone too far and his “mother” dug a chunk of flesh with a screw-driver as punishment.
sorry for a long story...
depending on the rp he might or might not be:
half-bird deamon
controls wind
vampire
telepath
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:37 am
Name: Lacrymosa Age: 100 Gender: Female Race: Dragon Weapons: spells, if need be melee attacks. Defence: Acts as a shield and as a healer. Discription: Dispite the coloring she is quite a dark dragon. Using shadows as minons and dark attacks. Apperance: 
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 6:03 am
name:shadow
age:15
appearance:black pants,red jacket, and scarf kept around face, black gauntlets
weapons:dual broad swords
race:dark elf
gender:male
bio:raised in a small village kept hidden deep with in a forest, his village was attacked and everyone was killed except for him... he wandered the forest until he came upon a swordsman training in the outer rim of the forest.. he watched in awe of the swordsman skills and he begged the swords man to train him.. he trained with the swordsman for five years and when he knew he was ready set off on his own.
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