Compass Chronicles [PG-16][First Boss Battle~][Advanced >_>;][Started]

[fenrir]

Yggdrasil. An odd, divided world. Yggdrasil is home to many species of mythological creatures. It is divided into 5 'districts'. Northern Mountains, Southern Islands, Western Deserts, Eastern Jungles, and Central Ocean. You are a yokai, a mythological creature. You're goal is to settle down. You want to start your life, weather it be in Southern, Northern, Eastern, or western. The journey is not simple, as you must fight against bandits, slavers, rogue knights, and who knows what. Will you make it out in the end? Or will your corpse never be found?

 

Goals/Rules in Rp:

1. Make a completely awesome character. No run-of-the mill types. Think outside the box, don't just give him/her a big-ass sword with the power of controlling flames.

2. Interact. Develop your character with others.

3. Realistic fights. Remember, gravity exists here.

4. Magic. Yes you can use magic.

5. Always allow the enemy to respond to your attack.

 

[spoiler=List of available Races]

Harpy

Werewolf

Lycan

Vampire

Demon/Demoness

Siren

Nymph

Dryad

Elf

Giant

Dwarf

Gnome

Halfling

Lizardman/woman

Dragonoid

Naga

Undead

Gorgon

Phoenix

Elemental

Kitsune

Dragon

 

 

[spoiler=Application]

Name: (Your name. Usually composed of First, Middle, Last.)

Title: (A Nickname or status. IE: Deathbringer)

Age: (Yokai such as Vampire generally are much older than appearance.)

Yokai: (Any species of mythological monsters is accepted, but stick with the humanoid ones.)

Appearance: (How your character looks like, preferably a descriptive paragraph.)

Bio: (Your character's background. Where was he/she born? Who was he/she's parents? etc.)

Profession: (A job that your character can perform to gain money outside form fighting.)

Social Class: (Royal, High, Middle, Low. This shows how your character grew up, was he/she rich or poor?)

Personality: (How does your character act in certain situations? Is he/she nice, mean?)

District you were born in: (The district your character was born in. This tells a lot about your character and yokai.)

Mount: (Not required, though recommend. Mounts get you round in this world fast, walking is suicide almost.)

Weapon of choice: (What weapon does your character use?)

Technique: (How does your character handle weapons?)

Abilities: (Does your character have abilities granted by their species? Enhanced strength, speed?)

Magic: (What magic does your character use? Is he skilled in it?)

Skills: (Does your character know how to start a fire, build a camp, hunt, etc.)

Other: (Likes, dislikes, interests, fears. All the rest go here.

 

 

 

 

Yes, I'll be accepting by PM. PM only.

 

If you have any questions, (Such as the difference between Werewolves and Lycans in this RP.) PM them.

 

Oh, and if you have any suggestions, feel free to drop a PM.

 

[spoiler=Announcements]

POST AT LEAST 3 LINES

POST AT LEAST 3 LINES

 

I'm starting to see two liners here and there, this is advanced guys. I don't want this RP locked just because a few people posted 2 liners. :/

 

Fair warning, if any sort of godmodding or two/one lining continues; I won't show mercy. This possibly means I will ban/warn you from this RP. Even if you're a friend.

 

 

[fenrir]

~Database~

~Database~

 

[align=center][spoiler=Accepted Characters]

[spoiler=Fenrir]

Name: Dominic Klavier von Fenris

Title: Desperado

Age: 21

Yokai: Lycan

Appearance: Dominic is about 6’3 with unkempt dark ebony hair. He’s lightly skinned, which is odd since he’s from Northern District. He has red eyes, common among Lycans. Being Royalty, he usually has the best choice of clothing. This usually includes a black cloak with an equally black coat. Under this he has a white dress shirt. His trousers are long and a dark grey, with boots you’d expect a hiker to wear. He’s quite well built, which is only added upon in his Lycan form.

His Lycan form is the same as any Lycan. Humanoid wolf like creature with a bushy tail. The only difference is that a chain is attached to his right arm, which is supposedly impossible to take off. In This form, he’s ebony, the only glimpse of color is his pearl colored fangs, red stained claws, and bright red eyes.

Bio: Dominic is the second son under the current Lycan ruler. His relationship with his father is a rather nasty one, opposing his father’s rather cruel way of treating servants and commoners. He had a great relationship with his older brother, Auster. Unfortunately, when it was announced that Auster was going to take over his father’s place of king, Dominic didn’t approve in the slightest. It wasn’t that he wanted to be king; Auster was better suited for it. The problem was that he was going to continue under his father’s mentorship, which meant more cruelty, something which he disapproved of. Naturally, at his 20th birthday he ran away. The only one who cared was his younger sister, who had grown up looking up to him. During his time as a child he was taught law, and grew up with that.

Profession: Prosecutor.

Social Class: Royal

Personality: Unlike regular Royalty, Dominic is not spoiled or pompous. He was rather humbled during his trip in the Northern District. He is quite witty when it comes to arguments, and won’t hesitate to point out contradictions in anyone’s statement. That being said, he’s kind when called for; and won’t hesitate to protect a friend.

District you were born in: Nothern

Mount: A Royal War-Leopard by the name of Jow. It’s a large light blue feline, with white skeletal armor.

Weapon of choice: Dominic uses a pitch-black Zweihander. It is supposedly the family’s weapon, which was said to have slain the mighty IceDragon Ryyrk. He can typically use any other weapon with skill and ease, but staves and other blunt weapons are generally avoided.

Technique: He uses most two-handed weapons with one arm, seeing as his other arm is used for magics. This is often carried onto the use of other weapons, but he isn’t afraid to throw in some grapples with his free hand.

Abilities: Enhanced Strength, Speed, and flexibility when in Lycan form. Heightened senses in both forms.

Magic: Dominic specializes in Void magic, which is basically magic that involves portals. He can use this to his advantage in battle, appearing behind an enemy or above them. The only downside is that he can only use this for 4 feet distances or less, something that he finds annoying.

Skills: He possesses basic survival skills.

Other: Scared of water and large fish, loves meat and seafood.

 

 

[spoiler=Magnet]

Name: Arabella di Royale

Title: Princess/The Royal Flame

Age: 24

Yokai: Phoenix

Appearance: When in human form, Arabella looks like typical royalty. She is about six feet, and has a near-perfect figure. She has very long black hair when it is let down naturally; because of her long hair, she has to tie it up in buns and plaits held up by hairpins with decoration on the end so as to make it look pretty. She doesn't tie all her hair up, she lets it trail so that it now falls to her waist. She also has hazel eyes, and often wears a dress and overcoat, which often are matched on a colour scheme. Her overcoats are embroided with gold patterns.

When she is phoenix form, her feathers are a vibrant red, somewhere between crimson and rose red, which is unusual for a phoenix. Her wings are even more unusual; the feather pattern is red, black, red, black, etc. Her beak and talons are almost golden, her eyes are like black beads, and for her plumage and tail, some of her feathers are orange, which gives the illusion that it is on fire.

Bio: She was born to the King and Queen on the Southern Islands, and is their only child. At first everyone thought she was a normal girl, until when she was seven she discovered she was really a phoenix, though no one can remember how. Usually this would have been trouble and would have made her life more difficult, but many people regarded it as a symbol of greatness due to the Chinese folklore that emperors was the equivalent of a dragon, and ladies were phoenixes. Since then, Arabella has been given more attention.

Profession: None

Social Class: Royal

Personality: She's very pompous and self-centered. If she wants something, she must have it and she will put up a fight, regardless of the consequences. As she's used to being in charge, she likes to grasp as much power as she can, and use it to however she wishes, though she often uses it in an intelligent, cunning way that can really enrage people if they understand her meaning.

District you were born in: Southern Islands

Mount: She has an ebony-coloured horse which she uses to move around the islands and for royal parades; otherwise, she uses her phoenix form to travel

Weapon of choice: She has a decorative spear which is used more for show, though it is possible to fight with it, even though it is highly unrecommended, as the patterns on the shaft was carved by ten very skilled workers over the course of a week. Also on the shaft is one of the best cut hexagonal rubbies on the whole of the island, hence another reason why it is highly unrecommended to fight with the spear. Apart from the spear, Arabella always keeps a light dagger up her sleeve.

Technique: She can handle swords and bows, though very clumsily. She can't really use heavy weapons (e.g. mace, hammer) as she's not strong enough. She's best at handling daggers and knives.

Abilities: As she is a phoenix, she doesnt get motion sickness or airsickness. She also has an angelic voice, and can achieve very high notes in both human and phoenix form.

Magic: Due to her phoenix form, she has near-perfect control over fire. She doesn't make it a known fact she can use fire very well; she puts on a show and pretends that every time she casts fire something has to go wrong.

Skills: None

Other: She fears she'll never get a chance to be Queen, which is her aspiration. She also dislikes getting her hands dirty - she's used to being served, so she expects everyone to do everything for her.

 

 

[spoiler=.:Abarai Renji:.]

Name: Ramashka Koenn Jakka

Title: Incinerator

Age: 30

Yokai: Inferno Werewolf - a hybrid between Werewolf and the Elementals of fire, these werewolves are greatly enhanced in physical combat and are also able to manipulate fire. For about 30 years ago, there was a struggle in the Werewolf and Lycan hierarchy among the tribes settled in the Northern Mountains. One of these Werewolves were from the lower-class tribes, named Kal'Kashan. He challenged the current Lycan King - Lord Maw von Fenris - but failed miserably, as his tribe were banished from the Werewolf and Lycan Kingdom, his tribe becoming nomadic. After a long journey, they were caught in a blistering heatwave in the Western Deserts. They were on the brink of death by dehydration, when Kal'Kashan stood on his one knee with a prayer to the Sun God that they'd be spared for the sake of their pride. Such a foolish prayer resulted in the Gods sending Fire Elementals at them, but instead of destruction and incineration, they fused with the werewolves, transforming then into a cruel and savage hybrid race of werewolves, dubbed the Inferno Werewolves.

Appearance: In his human form, Ramashka looks like an average man with exceptional physical shape, his muscles being neither too big, nor too small, though his thighs are rather bulky because of his enhanced leg strenght, which enables him to leap high and far away. His messy black hair usually covers his grey eyes, which have a slightly golden hue in them. He usually dresses in a white robe with golden trims, which is decorated with various runic symbols in blood-red. Under his robe, he is dressed in a leather tunic, undergarments and pants. In his Werewolf form, his robes usually tear up, but his leather garments are designed so they can stretch and match his muscular growth. His fur in this form is crimson red with white stripes over his mane and head.

Bio: Ironically being born in the Northern Mountains due to his Werewolf lineage, but taken to the Western Deserts to be trained in his fire powers, Ramashka is an orphan, since he has never known his true parents. He do believe that they are alive somehow, and he will stop at nothing to find them, not even if one of his friends tell him to quit. He has been renowned for his great control of fire, and been dubbed "The Incinerator" since he has once turned the entire desert into a sea of flames, but fainted due to the strain put on his body, and the flames died out as he lost consciousness. He does not remember this historical event himself, but he knows he is a force to be reckoned with, and so should whoever that oppose him.

Profession: He has no profession at the moment, but he helps those he seems in need of it.

Social Class: He is considered a low-class individual, but his parents were known to be quite rich.

Personality: Ramashka is a kind and honest man, and he often resorts from using his abilities unless it is utterly neccesary. Because of his kindness, it is not unusual that he often gets into trouble because of it. However, as a Inferno Werewolf, his personality take a rapid change; he becomes a ferocious killing machine, shredding and incinerating everyone and everything near him, and takes no pity upon anyone. However, if someone manages to tame him with a strong emotion - love, for instance - he becomes stabile, and more of a cuddly pup rather than a monster.

District you were born in: Born in Northern Mountains, grew up in Western Deserts.

Mount: Nightmare - these nightmarish equines are full-breed horses with manes of blazing fire and pure black skin. The gaze of these vicious beasts can leave a mortal man shivering in fear.

Weapon of choice:

Maketsu Garante - the blade of this weapon is pure, black obsidian, and on the tip of this blade is a 'crown' of golden spikes. The handle of the blade is golden with the hilt shaped as a Chinese Mythology beast, as the blade emerges from its mouth.

Revolver Blade - a seemingly normal sword with a steel blade and a wooden handle, but has a slightly curved hilt which would resemble a gun handle, which it in fact is. On the right side of the blade is a small revolver pipe hidden, which Ramashka uses for surprise attacks.

Technique: He usually draws his Maketsu Garante first in battle, since he enjoys hand-to-hand combat personally, and in battle he enhances his weapons with his powers of fire, but he can switch to the Revolver Blade for surprise attacks and effective long-range shooting.

Abilities: Being a werewolf, he has enhanced strenght, being able to easily dispatch foes in hand-to-hand battle, but he also has enhanced senses of smell, hearing, eyesight, and taste.

Magic: Ramashka is skilled in the elemental magic of Fire from his birth, being an Inferno Werewolf. He uses his Fire magics to enhance his weapons, create walls of fire, or to launch simple fireballs and lines of fire at his enemies. He can use his magic in a lot of ways, but he has not yet discovered all of them.

Skills: He is pretty skilled in building camps and is an adequate gunslinger as well.

Other: He dislikes water and ice, and his greatest fear is to be consumed by his own powers.

 

 

[spoiler=[s]Lopunny[/s]]

Name: Mesiu Lilitan

Title: Heartbeat

Age: 181

Yokai: Succubus

Appearance: A succubus which has taken the appearance of a 21 year old woman and has 4 black wings sprouting out of her back. She has crimson eyes that seem to make her look as if she has not slept for many days. She has rather long white hair that reaches past her ass, and has it bunched up in 2 ponytails to the side of her head. She has a black tail coming from her ass. She wears a light leather torso that has part animal skin covered over it, and her trousers are technically the same. Has 1 really sharp kanine. Has a large slash down her back.

Bio: Beat was always the one that would most probaly become a nobody. She always got mediocre grades whilst she was a Succubus in-training, and was nearly always beaten for it. After her 16th birthday and her grades weren't getting any better, her father hit her with his sword, and caused the large slash down her back. She was enraged by this, and grabbed her father's sword, before stabbing him in the heart and plundering him of his heart. She ran away from the mountains she was currently living in with her father's heart, running into the human realm and taking refuge in forests. Over the years, Beat managed to make something of her father's heart, turning it into a staff and using it as a weapon. Over 70 years later, she managed to successfully learn magic with the guidance of the staff.

Profession: Prostitute

Social Class: Middle - Rich from her job, as well as plundering from people that she has killed in the past.

Personality: She is a very flirty individual, who always takes a chance to flirt with anyone possible at any time that is appropriate, which has sometimes gotten her into alot of trouble. Overall, she is very dark inside, but has a small light in her damned little heart that wants to be released. Will always plunder from the dead.

District you were born in: Northern Mountain

Mount: A Chariot Which Is Pulled Along By 20 Imps

Weapon of choice: Staff of Bountiful Oak {Father's Heart Staff}

Technique: Beat cannot handle weapons that are not amplifing her magic, and so cannot use anything that uses physical strength over magical strength.

Abilities: Beat can seduce any of her enemies if she puts enough work into it. She can also fly for a limited amount of time.

Magic: Beat can do any kind of Dark or Wind magic as long as it does not require any other items other than her staff and herself.

Skills: Beat knows how to escape quickly from situations in which she will die. She also knows to push the boundaries of water apart for a limited time and can also temporarily stop any wind based natural disaster coming towards her.

Other: Nothing, other than she will flirt with ANYONE, including guys, girls and even others o.O

 

 

[spoiler=Kuroda Naoki]

Name: Hugin Blackfeather Crowbarn

Title: He-Who-Has-Seen

Age: 254

Yokai: Northern Crowman - A cross between a crow and a human.

Appearance: His body is humanoid, but it's covered by feathers with a crows head. His feet is that of a birds, and on his back two wings grows right behind his arms. His feathers is of a deep black (altough some of them is starting to fade into grey, because of his high age), and he's wearing leather scraps as armor. His eyes is completely black, so is his beak and claws.

Bio: He was born in the snowy lands of Northern Yggdrasil, where he grew up to become a wise and respectfull leader. His father was the current chieftain of the Blackfeather Tribe, and his childhood was not as good as you could think, as his race was a nomadic people that was often in war with the werewolves of the Northern Mountains. At the age of 52 (the average adult for Crowmen) he was selected as new chieftain of his tribe when his father died. Not long after this he unknowingly lead his tribe into an ambush, and the werewolves killed all of them, but he himself escaped. The next day he had a vision of a time to come when he could fight back the werewolves, and after that he had started to gain visions often of things to come and things that has been. He embarked on a journey to collect allies that could help him fight the werewolves once and for all, and he has grown known as "He-Who-Has-Seen" because of his exceptional scouting skills and visions.

Profession: "Fortune-Teller"

Social Class: Low (Even though he was of the highest "caste" in his tribe, he still grew up under harsh circumstances.)

Personality: Wise and a born leader. He is often very depressed, because he blames himself for wiping out his entire tribe and family. In a fight he thinks tactical rather then just attack.

District you were born in: Northern Mountains

Mount: He preffers to fly by himself.

Weapon of choice: He fights using two mythologic silver glaives that has been used for generations by the chieftain of the Blackfeather tribe.

Technique: He uses quick, ligth attacks that usually surprises his foes.

Abilities: Except for flight he is also granted with cold-resisting skin. The crowmen is also one of the fastest races when it comes to combat.

Magic: He is skilled with shadow and fire magic, but he also knows some ice, lightning and nature magic in addition to his specializations.

Skills: He is a wise man that you could practically ask anything about the lore of Yggdrasil. He is also a real survivor and knows how to hunt, make fires and such.

Other: He doesn't prefer hot places, since it gets sweaty with his thick feathers.

 

 

[spoiler=Master Red]

Name: Aeris Cloudbourn

Title: Loved ones may call him Sweetie Pie ;P

Age: 23

Yokai: Birdman (basicly male harpy)

Appearance: He stands at about 180cm. and has chestnut brown hair, the bangs covers his right eye which causes him to twitch sometimes as it has poked him in the eye. His eyes are gray and always have this birdlike penetrating gaze. From his back two eagle wings emerge; slitting holes in any clothes he wears on his upper body. This is one of the main reasons to why he chose to not wear a shirt most of the time. Other than the wings and birdlike eyes he is very much humanoid, probably because his mother was a harpy and his father was a human.

Bio: He was born in a small “nest town” (What Harpie/Birdmen societies are called) in the northern mountains. He realized early on that he was different from the others, lacking claws and additional feathers. He didn’t feel too much of a connection to his kind there and decided to leave the spring after his 17th birthday. He came in contact with what were called Humans, and h felt a stronger belonging with these. Unfortunately, they did not feel the same from him, they called him monster and abomination and finally they chased him away. This has left him in confusion, in his old home he didn’t feel a connection to his kind and where he thought he belonged; no one wanted him. He has been travelling around the world for a long time now, searching for his place.

Profession: He has no working experience but can do basic things, like dishing, waiting tables, cleaning etc.

Social Class: Middle

Personality: He is very cautious and shy when it comes to new places and people but will open up when he gets to know and trust someone. He is very gentle and kind but easily gets hurt. He is very confused about himself as he doesn’t really know who he is.

Mount: He can fly, mounts and feet are overrated :P

Weapon of choice: His belt is surrounded by knives and daggers (both for throwing and stabbing :P). He handles these with ease and can use two daggers at the same time and use them both exceptionally well. He often keeps one Knife or Dagger between his teeth when battling, so he can throw a dagger without leaving one hand weaponless.

Abilities: He is very agile and quick on his feet, his physique is not exceptional in any way. He is actually quite weak comparing to a normal human man or Birdman. He makes up for his weakness with his dexterity and speed though, and of course, he can fly (and that’s wicked awesome! xD)

Magic: He is not trained in the arts of magic.

Skills: He knows the basic things to survive. Make a fire, build camp, he has minor hunting and tracking skills and has some knowledge on which berries/roots are eatable or not.

Other: He is very neat and hates to be dirty and he is scared of lightning

 

 

[spoiler=[s]Horologia[/s]]

Name: Shina Raven

Title: Bloodrush

Age: 23

Yokai: Lamia

Appearance: In her normal form, she looks just like a average 23 year old woman, cute with long brown hairs, bend to a ponytail.

In her Lamia Form (only able to transform in shadow) she got a long serpent tail instead of her feets, but her upper body is still the same (except the snake-eyes)

Bio: Shina was a high-priestress in an old temple of a sect. One day, their god gave her the power of the true Lamia. Shina couldnt controll herselve, so she killed all the people in the temple, together with the nearest vally. Now she wants to forgett about everything, and try to make a new start

Profession: Shina is a excellent cook. She is able to create delicious meals with almost everything she got

Social Class: Poor, but she got enough treasures from the temple to get along

Personality: Basically, Shina is a nice person, but she hates dogs or demons. Somehow she always feel the presence of other demons near to her.

District you were born in: Near the coast

Mount: During the nigth, if she can use her Lamia form, she´s really fast (Watch sand-serpents! They are so fast! Really!)

Weapon of choice: A whip

Technique: Not really trained in using weapons, trust more on her abilities

Abilities:

+nearly immune to all kind of poisons.

+Basilisk view, Paralize other people just by looking at them (Only able to do this for a few seconds)

+ (In Lamia Form only) Poison Bite

+ (Lamia Form only) Can sense everyone who moves

Magic: N/A ^^

Skills: She knows how to find food in wilderness, also how to cook them

Other: Trys to find new friends and forgett about her past

 

 

[spoiler=[s]Legendary Tapion[/s]]

Name: Ysiros Hadel

Title: Pickaxe Terrorking

Age: 38

Yokai: Dwarf

Appearance: Ysiros isn't much different from the other dwarves, he has long orange unkempt hair and beard. He has a face that would rather awake a compassion like feeling instead of making them alert, he like other dwarves love chainmail armour and thus wears it all the time, even when sleeping. He has a battleworn body, his body is covered in scars and his face is rather rimpled.

Bio: Ysiros comes from a rather handy family, he was teached the fine skills of throwing axes and decapitating enemies by his father, who again learned from Ysiros' grandfather, though it is not uncommon to be a good warrior where he is from he does stand out from the other warriors. He had several experiences from fighting or taming wild animals and he served 8 good and honorable years in the army and he mastered the art of smithing.

Profession: Repairing weaponry or armour

Social Class: Middle

Personality: Mostly Ysiros is a nice and sociable, since it is in his blood he would gladly run into a battle, there are few exeptions to when he would be quiet, like when someone is proving that he's smarter than him, he would get rather agitated.

District you were born in: Northern Mountains

Mount: The big bear called Kaizer, his pelt is rough and carefree, he is so armoured that it's a living tank.

Weapon of choice: Mostly two-handed axes.

Technique: He brutely swings about with his two-handed axes, this brute and seemingly unmastered technique goes paired with some even more brutal combos

Abilities: Enhanced Strength, he is rather resistant to the cold and grew kind of numb to sharp cutting swords.

Magic: A dwarf would rather die than to use magic, begone with it.

Skills: His primary skills aside from axe fighting and smithing would be hunting.

Other: He likes pies and cold and snowy areas, the only thing that interests him are big shiny axes, Ysiros has yet to discover his fear.

 

 

 

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[spoiler=Locations]

[spoiler=Central Ocean]

A Huge ocean in the middle of this world. No one knows how deep it is, but with all the huge ocean creatures there's no doubt it is big. Scattered rock islands seem to spear through the ocean, proving a treacherous threat to an boat or vessel to try and cross them. If you're terribly unlucky, you'll come across a Rærkhür. Sirens and Meres are often seen here; which only makes this place even more dangerous. Despite the constant threats, raging storms, and other wise deadly terrain; Central Ocean still proves to be a relaxing place. In the right conditions.

[spoiler=Goblin's Sanctuary]

A rather large rock island. It's filled to the brim with Goblins, who make a habit of having secret attack holes to defend their island from others. Nothing else known.

 

 

 

 

 

 

[align=right][spoiler=Creatures]

[spoiler=Central Ocean]

[spoiler=Rock Goblins]

Minuscule goblins. About the height of a dog. Their skin is a darkish grey, and their hair varies in similar colors. They typically wield kitchen knives, or the occasional stick with stone. As for cloths, they typically have shredded pieces of fabric.

 

 

[spoiler=Daora Wurm]

A large ice Wurm found in the Goblin's Sanctuary.

Reference: http://media.photobucket.com/image/kushala%20daora/Varrl/KushalaDaora2.jpg

 

 

 

 

 

 

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[.:Abarai Renji:.]

So...... when will this start?

 

-waits patiently-

[fenrir]

A large boat resembling a pirate ship was floating aimlessly along the ocean. A storm was brewing, thunder was being flung here and there, the rain seemed to be shooting at the ship, as if waiting for it to sink. Large crests of waves seemed to lift the ship up and fling it out farther. Inside, in the lower quarters of the ship, sat a rather sulky young man.

 

Dominic wasn't enjoying this trip. The ship was filled with countless others who he didn't know about. He had even spotted a Succubus the other day. The ship wretched as Dom was thrown to the other side of his room, away from the large window. As he sat on the corner of his bed there in a mess, he began to wonder if he hadn't taken this trip.

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Ramashka Koenn Jakka was standing against a wall on the other side of the boat's lower quarters, his arms crossed over his chest. His robes fluttered slightly as he turned his body to look at the others. He had quickly noticed the Lycan by his scent, and because of his acknowledge of a Lycan's prescence, he had grown pretty quiet these last hours, not speaking to anyone and keeping it cool. He shrugged, and laid down on his bed, and summoned a string of fire to his fingertips, playing around with it for awhile before turning it to smoke.

[Guest Lily]

In one of the cabins in the men's side of the ship, a door creaked open and out of the door, a Succubus was kicked out of it. Following her was a shower of money, before the door was slammed shut. Collecting her clothes off of the floor, the Succubus quickly re-dressed herself, before collecting the money off of the floor and running off before anyone saw her. She quickly came to the deck of the ship, where she saw the tides of the sea crash against the ship, and almost immediately she began to feel seasick.

[Naimo]

"Urgh," groaned Arabella as the ship gave another toss. "So much for travelling cheap, why didn't I just go in phoenix form?" She was in her first class cabin, wearing some of her best clothes, and already she was being tossed about like a pancake. Fed up of it, she left her room and began to search for someone else; it was incredible how bored she felt on a ship full of other people. The irony was heavy indeed.

[Guest Lily]

As the Succubus stumbled about from the force of the waves, she fell down the stairs and, accidentaly, knocks Arabella down. As she pulls herself off of the ground using her ability of flight, she looks shocked at the fallen person. "Hey gorgeous. You ok, babe?" The Succubus asked with a seductive tone, poking her gently as she finished speaking. "Come on! Answer me, beautiful!"

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Ramashka finally had enough of the boredom, and went out of his cabin, his hair covering his eyes as usual, and his robes fluttering like crazy as he went out on the deck of the ship. He saw the storm clouds rage in the sky, lightning bolts being sent back and forth as they lit up the sky, one after the other. He snorted in boredom. "And they call that the war of the skies... I'd say they are rather... minimal considering the battles I've been in." he said to himself as he went to the ship's side, sitting down and relaxing.

[Naimo]

Arabella shrieked and got up in a dignified yet rushed manner. "No, get away from me!" She coughed and at once sped off down the corridor, amazingly keeping balance as the ship tossed yet again; although it wasn't clear, she had secretly cupped her hand in front of herself but done in a way which looked as if she was lifting up the front of her dress, and a crimson fireball had appeared. If that ... dirty woman dared to go near her again, she was going to pay.

[Guest Lily]

The Succubus tilted her head slightly, before deciding to fly after her, her staff ready to deal with anything that she would throw at her, if anything. As she approached, she fell down, and hit the floor hard. "Ow... Agh, goddamnit!" The Succubus groaned, before getting up and looking at Arabella. "What the hell is your problem!? I was just being civil, you scampy little jabroni!" The Succubus snapped.

[fenrir]

Naturally, Dom eventually found himself in the hallway of the lower quarters area. He began walking to the stairs, quickly finding them and climbing up. He found himself in the Upper-class section, somewhere he should of been, if it wasn't for the fact that he had ran away from home. In this hallway, there seemed to be a problem. A rather dignified lady was confronted by the Succubus he had seen yesterday. It would of been funny, sure, but fighting was not recommended now.

[Naimo]

Arabella extinguished the fire and spun round, looking mad yet somehow still sosphisticated. "Being civil?" she repeated coldly. "I say you tried to seduce one, that itself is an outrageous act alone. And surely, if one is truly civil, one shall not go prancing around merely for the pleasures of men whom one does not even know, except for his face." Having finished her little lecture, she turned and saw Dom standing nearby. Something about him seemed to draw Arabella immediately, like he was royalty as well...

[fenrir]

One of the sailors ran over to Ram, sliding to a halt in front of him. "Sir, please go down to the lower decks or something. Only working men are aloud here!" He made this point obvious, as a small wave managed to find it's wave over the boat.

 

Dom spotted Ara's glance. Naturally he smiled, he couldn't do anything else at the moment. The ship shook once more, this time everyone was flung backwards.

 

Outside, the ship ascended the back of a huge wave. It wasn't even a wave, more of a tsunami if anything.

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Ramashka heard the sailor's order, and with a sigh, he managed to stand up and brush off his robes. But as he was about to walk back down into the lower quarters, he looked over the rail of the ship, and noticed the huge tsunami-like wave they were floating on. "Well, I guess this spells trouble." he said, and rushed back to the stairs down, and literally slided down them and saw the other three. "Hey, you three! We need to hang on now, this ship is floating on a tsunami wave." he said simply.

[Guest Lily]

"Hehe, never said I pleasured men, did I?" The Succubus replied, picking herself off of the floor and kicking Arabella's leg, before pushing her over and walking off to Dom. As she arrived at him, she fluttered her eyelashes in a seductive tone, before curling up to his chest. "Hey handsome, want brings you here..?" The Succubus asked with a seductive wink at the end of her sentence.

[Naimo]

Arabella's temper was flaring. She was extremely tempted to hit back with fire. But instead she coughed and composed herself. "If one is not after men, then why is one speaking in such a flirtatious tone?" She then heard Ramashka's cry, and said nothing but walked past them and out onto the deck, despite the danger. Now that she was out in the open, she did a leap and her transformation caught on. Now back in phoenix form - indeed, the form she should have been in straight from the start - she flew out into the open air and watched the ship below.

[Master Red]

Aeris was hiding inside the boat, as there was lightning going on outside. He was crouching down by the wall, with his hands over his head. He was whining a little as heard the lightning strike, being afraid it would strike them. Why did it have to be a storm when he was out at sea? He liked the sea when it was serene, but when there were a storm going on he hated it. The lightning striked again and he whined again, wishing he was somewhere else.

 

((OOC: gah, gtg, be back in 1 hour))

[Horologia]

OoC: Got accepted over pm

 

Shina was lying in her bed, when the tsunami hit the boat. She was thrown out of her bed. "What the...?" She stood up quickly and looke outside. "Wonderfull... really wonderfull... The first and only boat trip i want to make and THIS happens... Hope they get the ship under controll again..."

She walked outside, several sailors-man running around inside. Than she saw a man crouching on the wall, helding his hand on his head. She walked up to him. "Are you injured or what?"

[fenrir]

Before Dom could say anything, the ship was nearly at a vertical position. Everyone was hanging for their lives, save Dom, who was busy staring at the Succubus. As everyone in the hallway was being thrown back, he instinctively gripped the girl's waist, and regretted his action. As the ship began the even steeper climb up the next tsunami they fell back into the hallway. Dom landed back first with a 'thud' as the door to the stairs was closed.

[.:Abarai Renji:.]

Ramashka was now hanging for his life from one of the ropes in the roof, and made sure he would not fall from it. "Damn, I think that this ship won't make it!" he cried out, as he managed to 'swing' to another rope, near the stairs, as he tried to force the door open. "Damn! It's busted or something, I can't open it!"

[Aesirson]

As the bpat was struck by the wave Hugin was thrown against a wall, but he damped the fall with his feet and then made himself stand up again. He was looking around and saw the others, but instead of talking to them he shrouded himself in his wings and tried to sleep, even though the storm was raging outside.

[Horologia]

"Erm... may you get off me please?" Shina was lying under Dom, together with that strange girl in his arms. "Nothing personal, but you´re quite heavy!" Shina crawled away from them. "Hope all of you can swim, seems like this ship is going to sink"

[fenrir]

Dom sighed, quickly rolling to a room to their left. As he rolled into it, he let go of the Succubus, allowing her some space. "Sorry about that." He called out to Shina, as he grabbed the corners of the desk with his hands. The ship then seemed to be normal again, and they fell to the floor. Dom rolled on his back, a look of annoyance on his face.

[Aesirson]

Hugin then woke up and looked around him again. He saw Dom falling to the floor again.

"Is the storm over?" He asked with a hoarse, quiet voice. "I feel that something is soon going to happen... We should all take cover even if it is..."

 

OoC: As you can see Hugin is a mysterious character, if he was to see someone die in his visions he would simply say "Something bad will happen to you in a close future" or something. That's just how he is.