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 Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:04 am
Story ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The year is 3045 AC. AC meaning After Chaos. Earth is in ruins, forcing the people to scrounge for any possible means. There has been no contact with their old allies, the Kratens in almost 500 years. Their enemies and Hunters, the Trylians, have settled on Earth making it their own. All over the world, Trylian cities are popping up, strange buildings and a large dome over it. It is a known fact that the Trylians can breathe oxygen. Inside these domes, life flourishes. Every year, the Trylians leave their domes and go on what has now come to be known as the Culling. They go out and hunt down humans and take them back to the dome. They are never seen from again but it is known that after a human is taken into their cities, a stream from the city to the outside bleeds red.
Lately though, the Trylians have been wary. There have been signs of the Kratens within the galaxy though they have not shown themselves yet. The Culling is coming up and the humans are once again heading into the mountains in order to protect themselves. A few humans have been recruiting others in order to fight back and take back their lives.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:05 am
Rules
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- -I am Ruler of this thread. What I say goes
-Have a little respect in here
-Follow GaiaTOS
-I'll allow violence just be careful about it. We have kids here
-I don't mind romance but keep it to a bare minimum.
-I retain the right to add more Rules
-Everything in RED must be read.
-Pm all Profiles to me!
-Use Topic as One Two Tree
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:06 am
Information
----------------------------------------------------------- Kratens
The Kratens look like a cross between a lizard and a bird. Their skin is made from some types of scales that are dark Blue, black, dark green, or dark red. Their eyes are all a deep crimson. To identify which is which though, they have different markings on their bodies. They are all like tattoos, in various colors and shapes. They stand between 6 feet to 8 feet in height and are usually a bit thicker in build. The Kratens view their females as Goddesses and givers of life. Each Kraten can live up to 200 years. The oldest has been known to live 199 years old.
Tyrians
The Tyrians are humanlike in appearance except for the large black wings on their backs and the razor sharp teeth in their mouths. They have no specific shape or color of skin or hair. They are meat eaters and feast off the flesh of the humans. It has been known that the Tyrians could take a liking to a human and keep it around as a pet but it is very rare. These pets have to wear steel collars around their throat that has their owners name on it. The Tyrians also have what the humans call magic. They can control the elements but they can only choose one at birth. Each time a Tyrian is born, they are almost instantly aware. They can speak and act as a full grown but their use of magic is weak. They can choose one of the elements and that’s it. Their lifespan can go from 75 years to 300 years old.
Humans
Although I don’t have explain this much, there are certain things. The humans no longer have any weapons such as guns so think medieval like swords and knives and such. They also have shorter lifespans, living only until about 60 years old.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:07 am
Profile Format
---------------------------------------------------- Username:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Position:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:07 am
Characters
----------------------------------------------------------------- Kratens
Ship Commander:
Tactician:
Squadron A and B Leader:
Ravens_Fire Name: Torin Sartoa
Age: 97
Gender: Male
Race: Kraten
Personality: Torin is a bit on the brutal side and has little mercy. His pride often runs his life and thoughts and how he treats others. He has often driven others to insanity because of it.
Appearance: Torin stands at 6'3" and is muscular. Even though he appears human enough, his entire body is covered with small luminescent scales. They provide him with plenty of protection. His eyes are slitted and are almost golden in color. He also has a pair of wings on his back that are more often than not folded.
Bio: Torin was raised by a high ranking family and soon found himself with a choice. Follow in his families footsteps and become a diplomat or enter the military. He chose the latter, working his way up through ranks swiftly. When the storiescame about visiting Earth, he couldn't resist going along with it. He had heard many things from his grandfather on the topic. He was curious as to what happened with the Earth and why they had left.
A First Pilot:
A Second Pilot:
A Third Pilot:
A Fourth Pilot:
A Fifth Pilot:
B First Pilot:
B Second Pilot:
B Third Pilot:
B Fourth Pilot:
B Fifth Pilot:
Tyrians
City Leader:
Head of Security:
[double] [NEGATiiVE] Name: Lutgardis Schirmer
Age: 143
Gender: Female
Race: Tyrian
Personality: Lutgardis shows a false persona to those who work under her, kindness and charisma radiate from her, making her loved by many of the citizens and her subordinates. However, her seniors and close friends (although they are very limited) know what she is truly like. She despises humans, as well as many tyrians, and has a spiteful, bitter personality. While she seems happy most of the time, her only joy is brought upon by making others suffer (especially through mental torture – although physical torture will do).
Appearance: Lutgardis is about five feet, ten inches tall and, while not really overweight, has a strong build that deters from her more feminine features. Her skin is a silvery-white, while her hair is as black as ashes and is about hip-height, creating an almost beautiful contrast. Her eyes are bright red, although her lips are a darker, almost blood-colored, red. She wears a long black skirt with a slash down the sides (to help her kick) and knee-high black boots. She wears a tight black shirt with red lining, and golden jewelry over most of her upper arms. She wears gold armor over her shoulders, chest, and the tips of her wings, all of which have a red gem in the center of them.
Bio: Lutgardis chose in her youth to hold the power of fire and has since never regretted her decision. She used her power and other skills to make her way up the ranks in the security world, and intends to further progress herself into the political world. She knows people like her and she fully intends to use that to her advantage. She believes the upcoming battles that can occur will be her chance to rise to leader, knowing that if she can make a big enough impact on Tyrian Victory, then nobody could stop her rise to power.
Gaurds:
Citizens:
Humans
Refugees:
Captives:(Only 3)
Ravens_Fire Name: Fae
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Personality: Fae is a timid creature, more wild animal than actually human. She seems almost like a doe. During times when she is alone, she becomes beauty itself but around most of everyone, she is a child that would dart away from a fly. She doesn't like pain or anything bad to happen but is also afraid of being 'bad'.
Appearance: Fae has bright golden hair that falls to her hips. It's usually let loose to wander about but when she is working inside, it is tied back with a peice of leather. She has bright cerulean blue eyes and has a childish look about her as if she is no more than 7 years old. She stands at 5 ft. and has a shapely body but it is thin. She wears a robe that coveres her arms and the rest of her body as well. It is black with gold lining, revealing that her master is really important.
Bio: Fae was born in odd circumstances. Her father had just been culled and her mother had started giving birth. Deciding to let her mother birth her, tehy took her away the moment she came out. Her mother was then culled. She was given to a high ranking person in the Tyrian society and was raised as a slave. She was treated well but had the demeanor of a child at all times. She spoke in singsong and always looked for the best in people. She was a treasure people started wanting. She was kept hidden away in the officials home but it didn't last. The last culling, she had been allowed to watch. She had seen them about to kill a five year old and had asked that she not be killed. She had been punished. She was locked away in the cell next to Gabriel and will be getting out soon.
Leader of the Rebels:
Rebels:
Ravens_Fire Name: Mara Hakaia
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Position: Tactician
Personality: Mara is quiet and aclm most of the time, having alot of Patience. She also tends to be a voice of reason often which make her a valuable person to the Rebels. She will die for her friends, doing practically anything to keep them safe.
Appearance: Mara stands at 5"5" and has a athletic build but she is often times thought too skinny. She has balck hair that falls to her waist and is often tied back in a braid. her eyes are a deep blue with hints of green in them. She has a pale tan, having been in the darkness most of her life.
Bio: Her mother and father were taken during 2 cullings leaving her alone in the world. This was when she was 7. he grew angry with the Tyrians, wanting to make them pay but at first no one wanted to fight back. Until Caleb came along. She was one of the first to join him. She has been helping make plans and such to defeat the Tyrians and send them back to where they had come from. At least those in their city.
More can be added
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:09 am
Setting
----------------------------------------------------------------- This takes place outside a City where the fabled city of Los Angeles once stood. The dome lies out in the midst of a large ruined city that is blackened and deteriorating. The Tyrians call their city Remora. The humans have grown to know their city as Desecration.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:13 am
Announcements
--------------------------------------------------------- 2/21/07: Role Play is now Open! Accepting Characters.
2/21/07: kaibaboy38 joined!
2/23/07: lurkindarkness Joined!
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 8:02 am
Stretching her arms above her head, Mara looked out the window at the city around her. It wasn't anything more than rubble but it didn't matter. Desecration was home to her. In the distant, the Tyrian Dome seemed to glare at her. She fought to shrink from the sight. Clenchin her fists, she looked up at the descending moon. Each time it went down, it brought them closer to the day of Culling. Already, the humans were starting to gather what few belongings they owned and were headed to the mountains in the distance. The Tyrians never bothered with those leaving early, always taking the stragglers. Shaking her head, mara stood and moved the plank back over the window. they still had some work to do. There weren't that many that wanted to stay and fight the Tyrians. Fear always ruled them. Except for those who wanted revenge or something similar to it. It was what their group was made up of after all.
Torin glared at the controls on the ship. It was acting up once more. They were headed back to Earth at last. He couldn't wait to see it. He'd grown up hearing the many stories about Earth and had always felt a compelling pull to the place. Turning his attention back to the controls, he moved it toward the fleet ship to prepare for docking. It would take them a little more than 8 human weeks to get to the planet. maybe a little bit shorter depending if the hit any black holes or other things. His patrol was up for the time being anyways.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 9:36 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 10:13 am
Mara turned to the doorway in surprise as she heard Caleb's voice. A soft smile appeared before it vanished. "It's okay Caleb. it's just I worry sometimes that they might indeed win. Sometimes I even wish the stories about the Kratens were true." Shaking her head a little, she settled on one of the few oddly constructed stools. When she thought of his crack, a full blown smile appeared, transforming her face. "Yes that is true. With the people leaving we wont have to worry about mercy too." her eyes glinted with mischeif. "Besides, its a known fact they don't have any souls so that puts us at even higher advantage."
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 4:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 9:54 pm
"It is interesting," Lutgardis said as she looked out at the city of Tyrians that she guarded over day-in and day-out, "My reputation is known by humans and tyrians alike, yet my reputation is different for each. To my fellow man, I am Commander Schirmer and I would risk my life for theirs," she said, knowing that the people of her city entrusted their lives to her every day of every week. A dark smirk crossed her face as she thought of the human race; her sharp teeth making her look all the more sinister. She never truly understood why so many of her kind trusted her, but she was certainly going to use it to her advantage.
"Yet the humans see me as somebody to fear, one who does not take mercy on a single soul, caring for nobody but herself and would stop at nothing to see others in pain, and herself, in power." She turned her gaze towards the captured human in her custody. She walked up closer to the creature, one that was harder to find in the recent days. "Care to find out who is right then, love?" she asked, a false tone of sweetness entering her voice. She lifted his chin, looking into his eyes with her own dark ones as she licked her lips. "Tyrian or not, I am putting my money on the humans."
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:59 am
Mara shook her head, sighing deeply. "Maybe when I was nothing more than a child with dreams did I once beleive in them. I no longer do. How could a race that were our allies up and leave us to the filthy Tyrians. It is simply... Perposterous." Mara turned and moved to the bedroom where most of her weapons were. It was almost time for her patrol. She glanced back over her shoulder, the look of memories fading from her eyes. "Where is it that the humans are leaving from this time Caleb?"
The gaurds stood right outside Commander Schirmer's rooms. They had been ordered to not bother her for a time. They almost envied her. She had a human in there. Almost unwillingly, one of the gaurds licked his lips at the thought of the human. They caught very few now. Of course, they would have to wait about 7 weeks before they could go into the human city and hunt. They almost regretted the fact.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 7:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 9:13 am
Mara couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face. "For now though, we have to get everyone who wants out, out of here. Soon. You know that a good portion of the population stays behind until the last minute. That's why the Tyrians haven't started toward the mountains." She strapped on a sword that she had made, though crude, and then pulled a bow on her back. Setting the arrows correctly, she peeked her head from around the door. "And what I meant was at which spot of the city are they leaving. They taking the usual route of the old Bridge(Golden Gate) or are they taking the back route?"
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