Light and Darkness? No. Time for a new world order? YES.[STARTED][ACCEPTING]

[Infinitus]

[spoiler=Plot]

In the land of Rawdia, where the Gods of Light and the Gods of Darkness are worshiped more than the people eat, it is divided in two areas. The land of Luminarium, and the land of Umbra. In the land of Luminarium, it thrives with honorable priests, mages, and paladins of all kinds, as well as being of the upmost level of integrety and kindness. However, like all places, there are always immoral people there, just like any other place. They trade and architecture are moderate, so that crime does not grow.

 

The land of Umbra, is a place where business, trade, and architectual masterpieces grow and thrive like wild roses, it is the New York City of the land of Rawdia, except it's the size of the United States. However, crime and theivery thrive here, with all the goods and food to steal. Yet, these lands to not collide often, seeing as they both worship Gods in the same way, except they are different Gods.

 

However, a disturbance is a foot in the land of Gods, something that is tired of the attention and over credited Gods of Light and Dark, this God plans on destroying the ways of Light and Dark, and creating his own ways.

 

The Gods have sent visions to the Rulers of the lands, and have called all warriors who wish to answer the God's call from both lands to the unclaimed land between the lands: The Temple of Gray. The people of both lands believe a war between the Gods Lucis and Umbronia, but little do they know that this is much bigger than they could imagine.

 

[spoiler=Application]

Name:

Age:

Appearance(6 sentences or more. Pics are allowed, but the description is still required.):

Weapon(Appearance Description, and perhaps some backstory, if you want. 6 sentences or more.):

Species(This is an RPG kind of thing, so their are obviously multiple races. So make one up, and if it's not self explanatory, then describe it some.):

Class(Once again, RPG. So, if it's not self explanatory, describe it.):

Bio/Personality(8 sentences or more.)

 

I will evaluate your posts to take a look at your RPing skills. If you are not the best RPer, I will give you some tips and tricks to being able to AC RP easily.

 

[spoiler=My Application]

Name: John Williams

Age: 17

[spoiler=Appearance:] A young man with black hair and blue eyes with a slim, yet athletic figure. He keeps his curved blade in a brown holster on his waist, around his grey and baggy pants, held up by a belt, and a second belt slightly above his other belt to hang his holster. Due to the sword it holds, it is slightly crooked.

 

His shoes are a dark brown, and his upper body has a closed, white coat with the sleeves ripped off that goes down to his waist in front, and a coat tail that goes down to his ankles, and is stuck at a diagonal angle. He wears two white gloves on his hands.

 

[spoiler=Weapon]

A sharp, curved blade that is sharpened on both sides. It is about 4 feet and 6 inches long, and is actually used by slicing with the curved end, making it known as a Hook Sword. It's handle is red, with a white tape wrapped around it. It has a red, metal, hand guard on the curved side to protect his hand, and does not connect with the end of the handle. the area between the blade and handle is curved upward at both edges, and is golden. It holdes a diamond that shines like the sun, and was personally engraved by John.

 

Species: Human

Class: Paladin Swordmaster

[spoiler=Bio/Personality:] John is a hyper, and slightly childesh young man, who enjoys making a joke or prank. He tends to annoy and taunt his opponents to make a mistake, and John then proceeds to capatalize. He loves to enjoy a good time, and has a very positive outlook on life. He has an amazingly sharp and quick wit, but is lost when he becomes nervous. He lived in the town of Interius in Southern Luminarium, and was trained to be a blacksmith by his father. One day, he told his father that he didn't want to be a blacksmith, but rather, a swordsman. The next day, his father's usual kindness was thrown aside when he defeated his son in a sword battle, and told him that having such high goals was pointless. 3 years later, he died, and after John recovered, he decided he would still get his own closure by becoming a great swordsman, as his old man watched from the heavens above.

 

 

[spoiler=RULES]

-No making overpowered characters, or making a character that implies he or she is better than the other characters.

 

-6 detailed, and decent sentences. Imagine what's around your character, what he or she is feeling, and what he or she is doing, and describe it the best you can. It's that simple. RPing is a form of writing, and for those that aren't used to AC rules, then this could be a place to improve, so that making detailed posts is easier.

 

-No God Modding, or implying your character is better than others through their actions. Your character can act like an ass and say he's better, but as long as he doesn't slice a giant enemy in half with one swipe, without being touched. No destroying villages in one attack, nothing like that. There will be a ZERO TOLERANCE POLICY for this. No warnings, just temporary or permanant bans from this RP.

 

[galesonic]

Name: Damian Williams

Age: 16

Appearance: Damian stands at a height of 5` 7`` and has dark tan skin and dark brown eyes. He has black hair that is cut short, but still spiked up a bit. He normally wears a black shirt with the picture of a red lion on the back and black pants with a chain on the side pocket with black shoes. When he is in his mercenary uniform, it is a blue vest with a black undershirt and blue pants with the same chain and black shoes. He also wear glasses with gold frames from time to time. He usually wears his father's gloves that were black and hade the same lion insignia on the back of his hand as he had on his shirt. He also wears a necklace that has a kanji sign for 'destiny' he recived from a friend that he once had in school. It was covered in some gems, but the kanji sign was in ruby.

Weapon: Gemstone Blade "Hogosha" ( A sword crafted from jewels that were found and added to the hilt of the sword. The blade has an inscription that said 'with justice come great discipline'. The blade is slender and light to provide more flexibility in combat. The end of the blade has a white coloring to it to show that it was used a lot by the wielder. The blade was a gift from his father after he graduated from his school at a young age. Since the blade was crafted by a wise mage, it was given magic powers that were known to most mages during the time it was crafted. The gems were discolored because of the spells stored in them by the mage. With each spell mastered, the gem then turned back to it s normal color. Since it takes a long time to master it, it took him more than three years to master the first spell, named 'heart of fire'.)

Species: Human

Class: Mercenary (a class of warriors, mages or theives that are payed to do tasks for other people ranging from picking plants in a garden to assassinating a great leader. Mercenaries are trained to obey their task givers as long as they are getting paid. due to this, they can betray the team they were already on and can't do anything about it. They also get access to more money from doing their tasks very well, if the task giver is very impressed.)

Bio/Personality: Damian is a rather laid-back, intelligent person that excelled in his teachings at a young age. He was rideculed by the other kids because of his intelligence. Since then, he thought that everyone hates him. He made a friend in his schooling years that soon became a mercenary, but she ended up dying on one of her tasks due to an illness. He was given her necklace as a reminder that she still bleived that he will be great in his village. As he got his sword after his graduation, he thought of actually showing everyone in his village that he is one of the best swordfighters in the world. When his father died from a task by a theif and her group, he felt rage and remorse for his father and took his gloves as a momento to show that he still beleived his father was forever bound to the gloves and his sword. He soon became a mercenary after his father's death, in order to find out who was the theif that killed his father and have his revenge.

 

If I missed anything. I'll try to edit it.

[Infinitus]

Name: Damian Williams

Age: 16

Appearance: Damian stands at a height of 5` 7`` and has dark tan skin and dark brown eyes. He has black hair that is cut short' date=' but still spiked up a bit. He normally wears a black shirt with the picture of a red lion on the back and black pants with a chain on the side pocket with black shoes. When he is in his mercenary uniform, it is a blue vest with a black undershirt and blue pants with the same chain and black shoes. He also wear glasses with gold frames from time to time. He usually wears his father's gloves that were black and hade the same lion insignia on the back of his hand as he had on his shirt. He also wears a necklace that has a kanji sign for 'destiny' he recived from a friend that he once had in school. It was covered in some gems, but the kanji sign was in ruby.

Weapon: Gunblade (A sword that has the blade of a sword, but the handle is in the shape of a revolver and has the same barrel of one. The blade has an inscription that said 'with justice come great discipline'. The handle has a trigger on it that is able to send forcing vibrations to the gunblade to slash down, up, or sideways at a faster speed than normally. The end of the blade has a white coloring to it to show that it was used a lot by the wielder. The gunblade was a gift from his father after he graduated from his school at a young age. Since it was one of the hardest weapons to master, it took over 3 years for Damian to fully operate it, but he never had the chance to fully master it. He usually has trouble attack constantly with the gunblade due to it being heavier from normal swords due to it having to use more steel and hollowed some layers of it for the vibration effect of the trigger to work.)

Species: Human

Class: Mercenary (a class of warriors, mages or theives that are payed to do tasks for other people ranging from picking plants in a garden to assassinating a great leader. Mercenaries are trained to obey their task givers as long as they are getting paid. due to this, they can betray the team they were already on and can't do anything about it. They also get access to more money from doing their tasks very well, if the task giver is very impressed.)

Bio/Personality: Damian is a rather laid-back, intelligent person that excelled in his teachings at a young age. He was rideculed by the other kids because of his intelligence. Since then, he thought that everyone hates him. He made a friend in his schooling years that soon became a mercenary, but she ended up dying on one of her tasks due to an illness. He was given her necklace as a reminder that she still bleived that he will be great in his village. As he got his gunblade after his graduation, he thought of actually showing everyone in his village that he is one of the best gunblade fighters in the world. When his father died from a task by a theif and her group, he felt rage and remorse for his father and took his gloves as a momento to show that he still beleived his father was forever bound to the gloves and his gunblade. He soon became a mercenary after his father's death, in order to find out who was the theif that killed his father and have his revenge.

 

If I missed anything. I'll try to edit it.

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This is medieval technologically. No Gunblades. More importantly, making Copy pasta out of Leon's weapon is not something I would call original. Just saying.

[galesonic]

I didn't realize I was copying Squall (Leon) weapon. I was pretty much playing Final Fantasy VIII while writing it (bad combo). I also didn't realize it was medieval times. I edited my app as best I can to fit the RP. I may have to edit again for something I forgot to do.

[Infinitus]

I didn't realize I was copying Squall (Leon) weapon. I was pretty much playing Final Fantasy VIII while writing it (bad combo). I also didn't realize it was medieval times. I edited my app as best I can to fit the RP. I may have to edit again for something I forgot to do.

 

Don't worry about it.

[Otaku-sama]

Reserve me a spot. Also, is gunpowder completely banned, or can my character use an arquebus?

[Naimo]

I would like to reserve a spot

[Infinitus]

You are both reserved, and yes, Gunpowder is GONE. You could probably have a warrior whom could launch magic arrows, if you wish, but guns are a no no.

[Argent]

Name:Lune Ricamron

Age:21

Appearance:Lune is 6'2'' tall, and has pale white skin and black eyes. He has straight white hair about 10 inches long, and his personal rune inscribed in his forehead. He wears a long white robe, which is inscribed all over with runes. In the front of the robe, a large "Power" rune is inscribed. In the back, a large "Wisdom" rune is inscribed. Under his robe, he wears a white, rune-inscribed tunic and black leggings. His tunic has the same large runes as his robe. He wears a black pendant with a silver chain. on the pendant is a white "soul" rune.

Weapon:Edge of the Moon (A strangely white, one-bladed sword. oddly, it is not curved, even though it only has one sharp edge. Its hilt is inlaid with a moonstone. It can increase the wielder's combat prowess in moonlight, and becomes most powerful in the full moon. Lune received it from a temple to Umbronium, because they sensed he had a strange connection to the moon.)

Species:Runeborn (A humanoid species with strong ties to the magic of runes. They all have their personal rune inscribed on their forehead. A Runeborn generally wears clothes inscribed with runes. Runeborns cannot use any magic except for Runic magic.)

Class:Runeblader (Rune mage-warriors that use Runic magic. Their Runic magic allows them to use runes to power up their combat skills, to ward themselves against attacks, or directly attack an opponent.)

Bio/Personality: Lune is generally very serious. He can take a joke, but does not appreciate constant, annoying humor. He is quite intelligent, but sometimes is too calculatory. If he is reminded of this, he generally stops. Lune has always had an odd connection to the moon. In fact, he was named because, on the day of his birth, there was a full moon, and Lune stared at it for a full hour before he did anything else. On a full moon, he is prone to meditate for hours, even if others need him. He adventures to gain knowledge of the moon, and to find magic.

did i miss anything?

[Infinitus]

Not a thing, but with the ability to ward off attacks, please make sure that you don't abuse that. You can have that, but be sure to not powerplay.

[Argent]

well yeah,..

how about he has to inscribe runes beforehand and has a limit, say like 3 powerful ones?

[Otaku-sama]

My app.

 

Name: Katri

 

Age: 20

 

Appearance: Athletic frame, pale skin, 5' 6". Her blue eyes are small and cat-like. She has bright purple hair that is cut short in the back. The main feature noticable about her are her large cat ears and tail. She usually wears brown overalls, a tight white undershirt and pair of heavy gloves. Being a mechanical tinkerer, she is often covered in grease and scorch marks.

 

Weapon: Repeating crossbow - The frame is made of steel and the bow is made of a flexible alloy. It can fire bolts from a undermounted magazine semi-automatically, good up to a range of 500m.

 

Species: Cat/Human Hybrid

 

Class: Mechanical Tinkerer

 

Bio/Personality: Katri's origin is mostly uncertain, but it is known that she was born in the gritty side of Umbra. She was orphaned due to being a 'freak of nature' and the orphanage kept her for all six years, when they kicked her out. She lived in an abandoned house for most of her life, where she discovered her mechanical talents and where she designed her repeating crossbow.

 

Katri rose above her bleak surroundings, being cheery and cheeky, while being pragmatic at the same time. She doesn't have much of a concept of shame or modesty, not making efforts to make herself look nicer for company.

[Infinitus]

well yeah' date='..

how about he has to inscribe runes beforehand and has a limit, say like 3 powerful ones?

[/quote']

 

No, no, it's fine. As long as you don't end up deflecting every attack towards you, perhaps like a shield spell, but it can be broken with a powerful enough attack. Just don't deflect attacks too often. Other than that, it's no problem. ;)

 

EDIT: Otaku, accepted.

[Naimo]

One question before I fill out my app - can we have an animal character, or is it not really recommended?

[Infinitus]

One question before I fill out my app - can we have an animal character' date=' or is it not really recommended?

[/quote']

 

You can have one. As long as it can fight well.

[Naimo]

Name: Aerina

Age: 100 in Voxnii years (approx 25 in human)

Appearance: She has a prefered form as a rhinocerous viper measuring approximately 5 feet, which is unusually long for a normal rhinocerous viper. She is easily recognised by her orange-topaz scales, pearl-white underbelly, and blood-red oblong markings on her back. She has three horns on her nose, each one measuring about 1.2cm. Her fangs are 1.7cm long, which means even with her mouth shut, her lips are slightly parted.

Weapon: Due to her inability to shapeshift into a human, she doesn't wield weapons. Instead, her shapeshifting powers allows her to arm herself with fangs, claws, wings, scales, etc (see below for more info).

Species: Voxnii - they are shapeshifting animals that can shapeshift into any animal but anything aquatic, humans or mythical. Voxniis don't have a true form, but each Voxnii has a preferred form that most of the time takes after the clan they're born into, though not all prefered forms do. They can also form unusual combinations such as a tiger with wings, though this odd combination is usually only formed during combat or in times of dire need, as it can damage a Voxnii's shapeshifting powers if constantly used.

Class: N/A

Bio/Personality: In Voxnii tradition, each Voxnii is born into the Twelve Clans, based after the first twelve Voxnii transformations to have taken place; Cats, Dogs, Wolves, Bears, Eagles, Snakes, Foxes, Mice, Bees, Owls, Stags and Tigers. Each clan has its own characteristics, and the Snakes are reputed for being the wise, cautious ones, most of which has rubbed off on Aerina. She is very cautious, diligent, and generally smart; however she is also quite stubborn, and due to her upbringing in the forests outside of Umbra and Luminarium, she is still a little unsure as to how to come into contact with humans best. She became an adult when she was 40, and she has been struggling to find a mate for the past 60 years.

[Infinitus]

OOC: Accepted. We shall start in a few minutes. Or now.

 

As the sun began to set upon the day where John, and who knows how many other comrades, would set out on a journey of epic proportions, ones that would help each and every one of them discover themselves, and who they are. It was about 10 minutes before everyone would begin to come flooding into the Temple of Gray, where The people of Umbra and Luminarium would come to settle differences in a civilized manner, by putting them aside to realize how much they have in common. The palace was beautiful, and had one side of the pews designed to comfort those from the land of Umbra, and the other the land of Luminarium. John sat on the side of the Luminarium, waiting for everyone else as he sat alone and bored out of his restless, child like mind. He had arrived 2 hours early before anyone was supposed to come, on accident of course. He figured he would stay anyways, instead of going all the way back to his village.

 

He sat in the very front pew, staring at the Great Altar, where people of Light and Darkness could come together, in a time of peace, where everyone became part of one big shade of gray, rather than black or white. To pass the time, he had set up a child like trap for the first person to enter, a bucket of red paint atop the door way, so when the first person steps in, they shall be soaked in red, as John's face would be equally red from laughter. Despite the seriousness of this matter, John was never serious, and loved to turn everything into a joke. The pews were wooden, and a alley in the center seperated both sides of pews, which was covered by a gray carpet. The Luminarium side had white pews, the Umbra side had black pews. There was insence to burn, candles, statues of both Gods, and the colors Black, White, and Gray covered the entire temple.

[Aesirson]

Name: Nubias

Age: 162

Appearance: He stands at 2.02 meters upright (altough his weak body makes him walk in a crouching stance), making him longer then usual humans. His facial details has been long gone, and what is left of his face is a skull with rotten skin on, where his eyes would be is instead two green-glowing crystal balls, and what is left of his head is only bleaked white strips of it's once colorfull glory. His chest, shoulders and arms is armored with bloodstained steel while the rest of the body uses purple robes as armor.

Weapon: A magical scythe which Nubias himself has named The Harvester. The blade is long and bloodstained, it also sports a green crystal near where the blade meets the "staff", and this is where Nubias stores the souls of those he harvests. As said this scythe is magic, and when it strikes a small part of the tainted souls stored inside the crystal is transfered into the target, destroying it from the inside. The souls can also be used for other things, like taking control of weak-minded creatures.

Species: Human/Undead (It is his own Necromancy that keeps him alive)

Class: Necromancer/Hermit

Bio/Personality: What would you expect from a half-living hermit who has been driven out of his home and been forced to live alone in the wilds? Well, he's not kind, like most undeads, but the small part of humn still inside him keeps him from harming innocents.As said he was driven out of his village at the age of 34 because he was "playing with necromancy", and since then he has wandered the wilds of Rawdia, harvesting souls of (allready dead) animals and several bandits, as said he doesn't hurt innocents. He has come to know the forest, and he has learned to "talk" to the animals. Also, his rotting body is home of several scarabs, locusts and other disgusting things which he has learned to use to his advantage.

 

I do understand if this is not accepted, but I think the RP looks interesting.

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Nubias was also at the temple, altough he was just standing at one spot all the time, holding his scythe, lening on it. He was in a state of half meditation, half his mind in the Anti-Life and the other in the world of the living. He had carefully covered his head and face with a hood of the same collor as his robes, making him look somewhat like a Grim Reaper. It was not long untill the others would arrive, but he would be prepared, he couldn't risk that someone would see his face, which would cause panic, unless he would find someone who actually cared for him, many saw it unnatural to keep oneself alive through necromancy, so the chance that someone would was small...

 

OoC: I don't know what the Rawadians call the "land of the dead", so I simply put it as Anti-Life. Also, the first to figure out the "reference" behind the name Nubias gets a rep.

[Naimo]

Aerina was slithering across the grass, her scales shining brilliantly underneath the sun, like a snake covered in many jewels. She knew it was the day for those humans to go to the Temple of the Gray, and as it was custom for the Twelve Clans, a representative from each would go on behalf of the whole race. This year, she had been lucky as the representative for the Snake Clan, and as she slithered her way across the floor, she wondered where the other representatives were.

 

"Late. Typical," said Aerina to herself as she reached the Temple. She began to slither her way in, wondering if any of the other Clans had already entered.

[Infinitus]

John couldn't help but snicker and cringe at the sudden sound of somebody coming in. He waited anxiously for the sound of his trap landing on the first unsuspecting victim of his trick, but he realized how long he was waiting, after about 15 seconds. He looked over towards the entrance, and noticed that it was none other than a shapeshifter, he could never remember their names, unfortunately. The shapeshifter had taken the form of a snake, so he, or she, he really couldn't tell, could slither right through the crack he left open to keep the bucket on top. John was severely disappointed, and would have to wait even longer. He hated waiting.

[Argent]

Lune was slightly annoyed at the time the meeting had been called. The moon was approaching its full phase, and Lune did not want to waste his time indoors. Still, this meeting of light and dark was probably needed more than moon-meditation...

As he opened the door to the Temple of Gray, his sword, almost involuntarily, leaped into his hand, and swept upwards. On top of the door was a bucket of red paint. His sword was attempting to protect him from this "threat". Unfortunately, even as the bucket was cut in half, the paint still dropped.

Lune was not in the mood for jokes this evening.

[Infinitus]

John had got exactly what he was looking for, and that was a good laugh. He couldn't help but fall over in an uncontrollable laughter. He lied there, on the pew, his face red with laughter, and after about 30 long seconds, could finally get himself to a stop. John's string of boredom had finally broken, and now decided to await the rest of the people to come. Perhaps talk with others, perhaps play a few more jokes, who knows. He got up and out of his pew, and took a good, long stretch towards the sky, and took a long yawn. He figured that soon his victim might get angry, or perhaps worse, but he didn't care. He decided to return to his pew, and yell to the man whom had fallen for his trick "What's new? Looking a little red in the face there."

[Argent]

Lune almost lost it then. This joker clearly is going overboard in a serious time like this. The trick was juvenile, the joker obviously didn't care-

Lune got a hold of himself. He took a few deep breaths, sighed, and walked over to the white pews. He could get a little uptight sometimes, others said, and sometimes couldn't stop himself. Thank you, my friend, he thought, projecting his thoughts toward the moon. I should not overreact at a time like this.

He sighed again, and got to work, drawing in the air the complicated rune for "Cleaning".

[Infinitus]

John leaned back in his pew, and noticed exactly how serious this person was. John didn't like seriousness, it ruined all the fun, and man did it bring him down. John stood up and out of his pew, and walked over into the same pew the man was, as he drew his rune. He sat right beside him on his right, and said to him "Come on, it was a joke! Lighten up, relax a little! Just kick back a little before our "journey that shall change us forever."" He said the last few words in a highly dramatic and deep voiced fashion, as kind of a joke. He tried to get him to lighten up, but John had a feeling it wouldn't work.

[galesonic]

Damian walked through the glasslands carrying his prized sword, called Hogosha. It was a rather luxurious one. It had on the hilt 7 jewels, but they were grey in color. the only one that wasn't grey was the left jewel, colored red. He held a letter in his hands, possibly a mission from his provider. "I have to meet a man called John Williams at the entrance to the Temple of Gray." he said as he relooked at the letter. "He has the same last name as me. Must be a coincidence." he continued trekking the grasslands, noticing the bugs flying about their daily jobs. He noticed some other mercenaries in his union running towards town. He sighed and started running, to make the travel faster than planned.