ListenToLife Posted September 24, 2012 Report Share Posted September 24, 2012 You seem to know how to do the coding, you just seem to have messed up a little. A lot of your stuff is bolded. Just highlight what you want to effect, then press the button corresponding with the effect. It's like MS Word. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aix Posted September 24, 2012 Report Share Posted September 24, 2012 Here is my new and improved app, now that I look at it, it may seem a bit long... Once again, here is a Dark Elf swordsman who employs magic, by the name (I changed it) of Durion Irothar. [spoiler='App'] [u]Basic Info[/u] Username: AixDivadis Characer Name: Durion Irothar Age: 124 Gender: Male Race: Dark Elf [spoiler='Appearance'][font=Arial][size=4][background=transparent]Durion is a tall, young, sleek looking guy, clad in white (i decided to change to white). He is lean in build; 6’1’’ in height and weighs 165 pounds. His skin is a dull silver, considered quite light for Dark Elves, and has a slight metallic sheen to it. His hair is almost blinding white, like snow and falls down to his shoulders, though it will billow at the slightest wind. Durion usually wears a calm, peaceful expression on his unmarred angular face, his blood-red eyes constantly slowly reviewing the world around him, taking in as much as he can. He is dressed in a sleeveless white leather shirt with many complex straps and is tailored to perfectly fit him, it has a thick hood which he always wears when outside. He wears a silver belt to hang his sword and carry other important things such as his waterskin. His white pants are slightly looser than his upper body wear and are soft and flexible, the ends are bound inside his tight looking white boots which, like his shirt, have many complex looking straps. He wears padded white, fingerless gloves with steel knuckles and a snowflake emblem. An elegantly decorated silver shamshir hangs on the left side on his belt.[/background][/size][/font][/spoiler] [spoiler='Personality'][font=Arial][size=4][background=transparent]Durion has never encountered an internal struggle in his life, except when he left his beloved master to seek his destiny in the great wide world, so he is generally peaceful and optimistic, but he is unused to talking as he’s had an isolated life with no companionship except for animals and his master, a hermit (hermits are not known for their conversational skills, they are quite tight-lipped). He is naive and inexperienced with the world and is easily amazed and currently starting to develop a sense of humor. His way of life, taught to him by his master is to always follow his morals and remove obstacles from his righteous path as swiftly as possible. He is uncertain about his skills, since he encountered very few swordsmen in his life besides his master, who manages to easily outmatch him, but once drawn into the steady rhythm of battle he flares up and his eyes seem to glow with primal enjoyment of swordplay.[/background][/size][/font][/spoiler] [spoiler='Bio'][font=Arial][size=4][background=transparent]Durion was born in the northernmost reaches of Fero, in a village at the base of the mountains. He lost his parents at the age of twelve to hypothermia after a ferocious encounter with yetis in the mountains during a blizzard while on a hunting trip, so the hermit, who was down visiting town, liked the look of him and decided to adopt him as his son and disciple. For more than a hundred years, Durion trained intensively under his master and adoptive father in the arts of ice magic and swordplay, as well as the combination of the two. After 112 years, his mentor decided that he was finished his training. The rest of his power will be obtained from experience and a righteous life. Durion was sad to leave his master and also eager to please his master, hoping to attain fame that his master would hear of him from the other side of the world. He was given maps, provisions, clothing and his master's sword as a parting gift.[/background][/size][/font][/spoiler] [spoiler='Combat Info'] [font=Arial][size=4][background=transparent][b]Weaponry: [/b]A flawless silver shamshir, elaborate hilt design, four feet in length, and enchanted with extreme sharpness and hardness as well as with other unknown properties, used to be owned by his master, a mysterious hermit who once travelled the world. Durion is an excellent swordsman due to his hundred years of practice under a swordsman who would have few rivals in the entirety of Kirin.[/background][/size][/font] [font=Arial][size=4][background=transparent][b]Equipment:[/b] His leather armor is very high quality with minor enchantments of protection. His gauntlets are magicked to enhance his ice magic, particularly defensive ice magic.[/background][/size][/font] [font=Arial][size=4][background=transparent][b]Magic:[/b] Ice magic. Durion has a quite basic mastery of it, able to freeze things and throw them around. He mainly uses it to enhance his swordplay and gain advantages over his foes by tripping them, freezing their feet, blocking their vision by throwing snow into their eyes and etc. He is capable of throwing ice spears to impale long distance foes and ice barriers to block explosive or large area attacks.[/background][/size][/font] [/spoiler] [/spoiler] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ListenToLife Posted September 24, 2012 Report Share Posted September 24, 2012 It's not too long, in fact it's about average in length, to be honest. But it's a cool Idea, and it would give us more variety in the elves, and not just wise old mage peeps. But Grammar needs improving, and you should follow the whole of the app, as in the Combat section, from the original post. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aix Posted September 24, 2012 Report Share Posted September 24, 2012 I edited the combat section and improved the grammar (i hope). i guess i was a bit rushed Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ListenToLife Posted September 24, 2012 Report Share Posted September 24, 2012 Much better. I like it. I do hope we dont get too many more Elves. I have a feeling dwarves may end up over-looked. If it comes to the end and we have 1 or less Dwarven apps, I'll make one myself. My second app. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grunt Issun Posted September 24, 2012 Author Report Share Posted September 24, 2012 I've noticed the mass of Elves as well. I was expecting Zephyrians to be more common, honestly. I was also expecting Dwarves to be pretty uncommon. Nobody ever likes the Dwarves. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ListenToLife Posted September 24, 2012 Report Share Posted September 24, 2012 I know a dwarven Addict. As in his UName is Dwarven King. X'D And I sorta like dwarves. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aix Posted September 28, 2012 Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 Elves are supposed to be the cool and handsome ppl in fantasy. That's why there so many. How many people are going to be accepted? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gαr Posted September 28, 2012 Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 I'll get started on the app later. I just have extreme lack of motivation to write. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grunt Issun Posted September 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 Perhaps, but there's still an over abundance. And we're accepting a total of five... all things considered, the Deadline will probably have to be moved a bit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ListenToLife Posted September 28, 2012 Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 5 Players, or 5 characters? Because if everyone is allowed 2 characters than you should count it as 5 people. So about 10 characters all together. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grunt Issun Posted September 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 Five players, so anywhere from 5-10 Characters total. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ListenToLife Posted September 28, 2012 Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 Cool. I'll probably get on that Dwarven guy anyway then. Over the weekend though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aix Posted September 28, 2012 Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 i was making a dwarven guy, i'm almost done Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ListenToLife Posted September 28, 2012 Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 Oh, then I could make something else. I've got Ideas for all of them I think. You think you'll need any species in particular, issun? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grunt Issun Posted September 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 Any would be fine, really. Though, really, I'm surprised we haven't had any Zephyrians, so you could make one of those. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ListenToLife Posted September 28, 2012 Report Share Posted September 28, 2012 They're just Human-bird people aren't they? Should be cool. Either tomorrow or Sunday then. Should be up by then. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jake the Sage Posted September 29, 2012 Report Share Posted September 29, 2012 We can have more than one character, right? Then I might make a Zephyrain as well . . . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DeathSDelano Posted September 29, 2012 Report Share Posted September 29, 2012 [u][b]Personal Info[/b][/u] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Username: DeathsDelano[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Character's Name: Veshuliq[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Age: 19[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Gender: Male[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Race: Human [Chordonian][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Appearance: [spoiler=Armor][/size][/font][/color][url="http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/443/bluelancer.jpg/"]http://imageshack.us...bluelancer.jpg/[/url][color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=without armor and basic measurements] [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Standing Height of 6'1[/size][/font][/color] Weight: 225lb[without armor] 300lb with Armor[75lb armor] Eyes: Blue-Greenish Hair color: Dark Brown Veshuliq is light-skinned with a broad frame with a wide back, arms, etc. from almost always wearing his armor even when he sleeps. He has an average narrow nose, with dark brown stubs for a beard. [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Personality:][/size][/font][/color] Veshuliq has a more or less unsociable nature, at most saying only a few necessary words for what he wants, but general does not like to hold a conversion with anyone except his family members and a few friends. Despite his unsocial nature, he is more then willing to jump in, and stop a group of theives or rescue anyone in trouble even without being rewarded for his efforts. When it comes to having to work in a group, he generally tries to keep to himself, but can work with teamates on the battlefield if it is necessary. However, if he does not need any teamates[dragon is excluded] to complete his mission then he will not even form a group with others. [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][/spoiler] [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Bio:] [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3] Veshuliq was born in the barren wasteland of [/size][/font][/color][color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Koncir, after his parents was forcibly removed from Virza[by ship] due to scandal within his father's business. The enforcement of Virza charged his father for treason for hiding a large amount of gold that was supposed to be exported to other countries. When in truth the gold was planted by his father's enemies who wanted him gone, but could not find any evidence to prove his innonence. Instead of imprisoning, his father instead they placed his father on a ship, and sailed close to Koncir. When the sail got about 20 miles away from the shore his father was pushed off the sail, and washed ashore.[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3] Within [/size][/font][/color][color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]5 years of leaving in Koncir, his father[in his late 30s] learned how to survive by become an outlaw himself holding his grudge towards Virza. On an attack on southern village, his father meet his mother, a young lady in around here late 20s] hiding in fear inside of some brush. His father feeling sorry for the poor woman took the young lady with him back to the outlaw's base. Overtime, they eventually married, and has a child 3 years after their meeting. This child become known as Veshuliq.[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3] Living with his parents, Veshuliq learned the ways of an outlaw from his father, but his mother also taught him how to be kind person as well. For 10 years, they lived happily as family, until another group of bandits attacked where his parents and himself lived. The bandits murdered his father and mother, while he hiding inside a crate that his parents stuffed him before the bandits broken into the house. When the bandits finished their raid, Veshuliq exited from the crate crying over his parents dead bodies, shouting in anger that he will get revenged for his parents. He wandered around his old home seeing only corpses of his use to be friends. Having left his home, Veshuliq traveled to a coastal village where he tried to rob a man in about his late 30s, but was instead thrown into a wall. The man held a sword towards Veshuliq's neck asking what he was trying to do. Veshuliq stared at the man with resentful eyes, gritting his teeth, stuggling to get up. The man stared back at him, then told Veshuliq to come with him if he had the guts to become stronger, saying that he had the eyes to become a great warrior. Confused by his words, Veshuliq followed him to his home where he taught Veshuliq how to fight with various weapons include lances, swords, spears, and so on. Veshuliq took a liking to lances, and focused mainly on mastering the use of a lance, but also learned how to use a sword incase he ever lost his lance.[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3] After 3 years of living with the man[age 13 now], the man took Veshuliq to the local blacksmith who forged Veshuliq his armor, and his lance on his request of what his desired armor and weapon would be. When Veshuliq received his armor and lance, he wore them eveyday to get use to weight even going as far as to sleep in his own armor. As 4 years passed[age 17], his body became shaped to be able to stand the weight of his armor and his lance, and mastering the full use of his lance. Veshuliq decided after so long to tell the man who assisted him, and turned him into a great warrior, even finally after 7 years told the man of his past. Veshuliq left the village shortly afterwards returning to his own home that was nothing more then a deserted village. Veshuliq began to search for the bandits who took away his friends, and family taking a year to find the location of the bandits. Having finally found, his enemies Veshuliq stormed the bandit's encampment slaughtering all that stood in his way. After 1 night, the bandit encampment become silent only the sound of his own breathing existed. Having gotten his revenge, Veshuliq felt empty in his heart feeling like he has nothing more to do, and so he decided the only thing for him was to return back to the man that trained him. [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3] Veshuliq returned, to the man's home after 6 months from destroying the bandit encampment to find noone was waiting for him. The old man that had trained him had died 4 months prior from an illness. Veshuliq fell to his knees crying as he felt he had no place to return to, and emptyness that has stayed with him inside of his heart. Feeling to lingering feelings to stay in one place, Veshuliq began to travel using his skills gained from both his parents, and the old man he took on jobs to have money to feed himself.[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]On his travels[Age 18], on one of his jobs Veshuliq, discovered a strange egg all alone in a cavern he was exploring. Veshuliq looked at the remembering his past of not having any parents around, he took the egg with him to watch over whatever was in the egg when it finally hatched.[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][/spoiler] [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Misc:] Almost always wears his armor, except when he is bathing, and has a deep commanding voice.[/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [u][b]Combat Info[/b][/u] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Main Weapon(s): [/size][/font][/color][color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=weapon][/size][/font][/color] From piont to cap[the far back of the lance]: 5'6" from piont to handle: 4'6; From handle to cap: 1 foot [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][[/size][/font][/color][color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]img][/size][/font][/color][url="http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/443/bluelancer.jpg/"]http://imageshack.us...bluelancer.jpg/[/url][/img[color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]][/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [s[color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]poiler=Secondary weapons] [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]A basic long sword: [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]F[/size][/font][/color][color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]rom piont to cap: 5'5"[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]From piont to halt: 5'[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]from halt to cap: 5"[/size][/font][/color] [font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][color=#5a5a5a][size=3][/spoiler][/size][/color][/font] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Misc.] Veshuliq is also capable of fighting with his hands and feet if necessary. The gaunlets of his armor are slightly sharp, but will not cut anything unless force is applied ot them.[/spoiler][/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][b][u][spoiler=Partner Info][/u][/b][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3](Dragons, Pets, Familiars, etc. Delete if N/A)[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Character's Name: Genode[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Age: 1 year[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Gender: Male[/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3]Race: Dragon [/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Appearance:][/size][/font][/color][url="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/137/8/6/865d5a1ade7c4a9bec3b5d68a9b27419-d502kei.png"]http://fc08.devianta...419-d502kei.png[/url] Image credit to [color=#414D4C]=[/color][url="http://zhendragon.deviantart.com/"]Zhendragon[/url] from DA Standing Height is about 6feet tall[still growing as he is young] Width: about 5feet. Head to tail: about 7ft long. Measurements [when fully grown which will take about 2 years to be full grown] Height 8 feet tall Width: 6ft Head to tail: 9ft long [/spoiler] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Personality:] Genode unlike Veshuliq is extremely talkative. He will hold conversions with people in place of Veshuliq rambling on about just anything. Genode has a friendly nature, and enjoys having company with him to chat with. He is also known play with kids by letting them ride his back or any games that do not involve hands. Genode also has a very protective nature for those he feels close to, and is will to fight to protect people even without Veshuliq's command[though they have a mutual understanding of this].[/size][/font][/color][color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Main Weapon(s):] His body, He has rough skin that can cause damage to non-clothed/armor creatures, but still scratches armor and tears clothes if you try to slide off him. Because of this when he plays with childern he wears a large THICK sheet of cloth to prevent hurting the childern[with Veshuliq's help to get it on of course]. He also has sharp claws and teeth that he used to fight with.[/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][spoiler=Magic:] Can shoot boulders out of his mouth with a diameter of 2feet [increases as he gets bigger, as his mouth gets bigger][/size][/font][/color] when fully grown[2 years IC time if it even goes that far]: The boulders will be about 4ft in diameter. [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] [color=#5A5A5A][font=tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif][size=3][/spoiler][/size][/font][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aix Posted September 29, 2012 Report Share Posted September 29, 2012 [size=3]Here's my dwarf character, by the name of Lunem Padreigne. [spoiler='App'] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Username: AixDivadis[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Character Name: Lunem Padreigne[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Age: 110 (This is supposed to be early middle aged, not sure how old dwarves live up to in this RP)[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Gender: Male[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Race: Dwarf[/background][/font] [spoiler='Appearance'] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Lunem is short in stature, even for a dwarf, at 3’7”, but he makes up for it in sheer muscle and bulk from long years of forging and creating things, making him weigh 193 lbs. His hair and wild, tangled beard are a fiery orange and red. He wears a brown skullcap but his hair is long and flows down half his back. His beard is longer almost reaching his waist. The left side of his face is a mass of scars, a reminder of an encounter with a dire bear, his left eye can only open half way. He usually wears a glass magnifying lens over his right eye which he can control at will with magic. Lunem, when he is out on adventures, wears heavy iron armor coated with brass, the large shoulder plates, that carry the seal of House Padreigne, also host miniature firearms, also controlled by magic, on his armor, he wears a vest with many pockets filled with all sorts of useful tools and gadgets organized in his own classification system that only he can make sense of. His belt is equally stuffed. On his back, he carries a large golden hammer with many runes inscribed and a big bazooka sort of thing.[/background][/font] [/spoiler] [spoiler='Personality'] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Lunem is a savant and mechanical, as well as magic, prodigy, he is a mad genius with slight mental problems with judgement. He is an extremely knowledgeable person, despite being a little dyslexic. He figures things out by trial and error, though he can see patterns that no one else does and comprehends mechanics, alchemy and magic on a whole new level. Despite his vast knowledge, he can be quite gullible, be beware of going over the line when teasing him because he is very short tempered, to the point where if he completely loses himself, his magic will run wild and wreak total havoc. Lunem does, indeed, have a sense of humor, though occasionally, he will laugh at random things. If you can see past his mental infirmities, Lunem can be likeable, though odd. He has some admirable traits, including being fiercely loyal to those he considers his friends, working very hard and doesn’t judge by appearances. He is curious and because of such he enjoys going on adventures to sate his curiosity and also for a change of scenery.[/background][/font] [/spoiler] [spoiler='Bio'] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Lunem is the third son of the dwarven archduke, Halir Padreigne III of House Padreigne. Lunem’s natural talent was apparent at a very young age, being able to create simple machines and make things since he could crawl. Halir was wise as knew that Lunem was destined to be a great blacksmith and engineer, it also conveniently fixed his problem as to what position he should give his third son. He had the land’s best come to mentor him in forging, engineering, chemistry and runes. By the age of 21, Lunem had surpassed all of them. Over the next century, he went on to create incredible inventions, devastating war engines, wondrous machinery as well as weapons of unmatched caliber and potions with explosive effects.[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Lunem got his hellhound, Sparky, when the dwarven miners working for Archduke Halir excavated into an ancient diabolical ruin and Sparky was the guardian of it. Lunem happened to be nearby and rushed to the rescue. He tossed a bomb and Sparky caught it in his mouth and ate it without much harm. Sparky thought this was some kind of treat and followed Lunem around ever since.[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]There were periods of time which he would disappear, only to return a month or even a year later because of adventures. Halir was worried but he knew there was no proper way to control his son.Once again, he travels out on an adventure.[/background][/font] [/spoiler] [spoiler='Combat Info'] [spoiler='Weaponry, Gadgets and Armor (They all can do harm to enemies)'] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- dual shoulder cannons: small cannons, more like guns, concealed within Lunem’s large shoulder plates. They aren’t very powerful though can cause death when fired from within or slightly outside of melee range (however they don’t do too much against magical wards). They are somewhat inaccurate and have slight recoil and have to be manually reloaded.[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- 3 revolvers: small guns that fire up to mid-distance, as with the cannons, they are also quite inaccurate and have some recoil, though with Lunem’s firm grip and muscles it isn’t much of a problem. Each magazine includes 5 rounds. They are just as powerful as the shoulder cannons[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- bazooka: [/background][/font][font=Arial][i][background=transparent]very [/background][/i][/font][font=Arial][background=transparent]powerful artillery that causes massive explosions and aren’t too accurate, useful in situations where there are lots of foes or a very big foe.[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- graviton warhammer: powerful against big foes. despite its size, it is quite fast, as the gravity runes allow Lunem to control its weight and make it very heavy only when descending on the foe[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- potives/potion bombs: smoke bombs, small explosives, flash grenades and acid.[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- mines[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- jumper boots: boots with springs on the bottom that can be released for high jumping and/or shock absorbing.[/background][/font] [font=Arial][background=transparent]- and more up his sleeve[/background][/font] [/spoiler] [spoiler='Magic'] [font=Arial][background=transparent]Lunem has minimal power that he can actively use, and he uses it to operate the magical tools and machines he makes. However, if he becomes extremely enraged somehow he will go into a hyper mode of sorts and fire surrounds him like a shield. He then proceeds to destroy everything around him. (Don't worry this isn't that overpowered of a hyper mode)[/background][/font] [/spoiler] [/spoiler][/size] [size=3][spoiler='Partner/Pet'][/size] [font=Arial][size=3][background=transparent]Name: Sparky[/background][/size][/font] [font=Arial][size=3][background=transparent]Age: Unknown[/background][/size][/font] [font=Arial][size=3][background=transparent]Gender: Male[/background][/size][/font] [font=Arial][size=3][background=transparent]Race: Hellhound[/background][/size][/font] [size=3][spoiler='Appearance'][/size] [font=Arial][size=3][background=transparent]Sparky has the build of a very large, muscular and yet sleek and lean wolf. His is three and a half feet tall up to his shoulders and is almost eight feet long from nose to tail. Sparky also gives off the appearance of internally filled with fire, in his from his eyes and in his mouth all you can see are flames. His pitch back fur sometimes ripples and small fires come out. Each time he takes a step, flames burst from his paw. The end of his tail is also completely burning.[/background][/size][/font] [size=3][/spoiler][/size] [size=3][spoiler='Personality (there isn't that much, he's a dog)'][/size] [font=Arial][size=3][background=transparent]Sparky is very, very ferocious. His very creation was supposed to be simply for the sake of mass destruction. His motto was supposed to be kill on sight/smell (yes he can smell, very helpful for a bodyguard). The ways for controlling a hellhound has been long lost, or perhaps still known, but only to secret satanic cults. However, much as changed since he met Lunem. Lunem spent an entire year trying to tame him enough so that he would bite unless Lunem asked him to and fed him enough bombs to destroy a city over that time (Sparky is still a dog, he likes food). Sparky is able to follow commands and differentiate friend from foe and after every battle, he adamantly barks/roars for food.[/background][/size][/font] [size=3][/spoiler][/size] [size=3][spoiler='Fighting Ability'][/size] [font=Arial][size=3][background=transparent]Sparky is fast and furious. On one end, he is biting, clawing and breathing fire, on the other end, he sweeps wildly with his tail (unfortunately, he does not have eyes on his butt, so he can’t actually see, he just sweeps hoping to hit someone). Sparky’s flame is enough to melt through iron, however not very quickly, but is very effect in burning people to death rather quickly.[/background][/size][/font] [size=3][/spoiler][/size] [size=3][/spoiler][/size] [size=3][/spoiler][/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reinforce Posted September 29, 2012 Report Share Posted September 29, 2012 I decided to make a dwarf as well, since we were short of them. I think I might also be the first person with a partner who isn't a dragon. [b]Personal Info[/b] Username: Simdoggy Character's Name: Aodhan ó Conghaile Age: 34 Gender: Male Race: Dwarf [spoiler=Appearance] Aodhan is short and squat, standing at only 3’7”, and is quite touchy about his lack of height. He weighs 170lbs, being slightly smaller than the average dwarf, and has a long, red, plaited beard and red hair. His eyes are a pale blue, with a slight cloudiness to them and his body is quite bulky and muscular, befitting a dwarf. He wears a set of Dwarven Armour, heavy armour made out of steel that is tough to break though without sacrificing too much movement. His helmet is small and only covers the top of his head, but it has two horns coming out of it and curving round like rams horns, rather than the typical directly pointed up horns, which he often uses to headbutt people who annoy him.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Personality] Aodhan is loud and boisterous at the best of times, but he has a temper that is prone to snapping easily, sending him on fits of rage which are quite destructive to the surrounding area because of his strength. He dislikes being called short, especially by other dwarves, as he is below the average dwarven height, and makes up for that lack of height by being highly argumentative and always ready for a fight. He is also fairly heavy drinker amongst the dwarves, and as the whole race are heavy drinkers, there would be barely a person from any of the other races who could out drink him. His rages are also more dangerous when drunk because he has managed to master a form of the drunken fist, making him an incredibly difficult person to stop when drunk. Aodhan has a hatred of magic as well, having lost his parents and his sister to a house fire his sister accidentally caused when she lost control of her latent fire magic. He also has a soft spot for his dog, Bec.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Bio] Aodhan comes from a fairly normal dwarven family, his father being a miner and his mother brewed alcohol to sell. When he was 8 years old, his older sister, aged 10 at the time, found out she could wield fire magic, but lost control of it about a month later when she was trying to practice with it in their house. The resultant fire burned down the house and ended the lives of his sister and parents. After that, he was looked after by the rest of their town, brought up by his aunt and uncle in their house and brought back from depression from the loss of his family by the townspeople. Eventually, he joined the dwarven miners too, building up muscles from the mining and learning to wield a pickaxe and to drink with the largest drinkers of the dwarves. The hatred of magic after the loss of his family remained, but he was able to push that back for a time. He grew bored of the repetitive life he had ended up in though, and decided to learn to fight and leave Dwarfenmire to find his own path in life. Taking a battleaxe, a large shield and a set of the heavy dwarven armour from the armoury, he set off out of the nation at 25 years of age, wandering around and finding a new job as a mercenary. It was just before he left that he found the dog he would end up taking with him, Rebecca, as a couple of month old pup when she started to follow him around. Even when he tried to leave it in the town, returning a couple of times before he’d walked more than a few hundred metres after finding Bec following him, before the town just told him to take Bec with him, as the dog obviously didn’t want to leave him. After leaving, he ended up finding jobs hunting down rouges and traitors to the nations he travelled to, getting paid for bringing them in to face justice, or occasionally for ending their lives. A couple of years into that, he got his first job hunting down a rogue sorcerer, and managed to track down and bring the sorcerer in when several other mercenaries had previously tried and failed to pull that off. Quickly earning a reputation for hunting magic users, he started to get enough job offers that he could pick and choose what he wanted to do, often choosing to hunt down the mages and sorcerers when required, and preferring to end their lives rather than just bring them in. He found the request for help against a threat, and became intrigued, deciding to check it out and see what it was all about.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Misc] Aodhan carries around a double pint flask of dwarven mead, with a higher alcoholic concentration than most mead. Whenever it runs out, he finds the nearest dwarven pub to refill the flask.[/spoiler] [b]Combat Info[/b] [spoiler=Main Weapon] A huge two handed battleaxe, without much ornamentation, but with two hard and heavy heads opposite each other that can forcefully break through anything the edge doesn’t manage to cut. Aodhan wields the battleaxe with a single hand, allowing him to use his secondary weapon in his other hand.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Secondary Weapon] A heavy round shield, build to survive massive hits and able to ram into the enemy to work as a second weapon.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Magic] Aodhan has a small amount of magic, concentrated as a raw form of warding that manifests itself as a sort of resistance to magic. He is unaware that he possesses magic, instead believing that his genes somehow gave him a natural gift for resisting magic, refusing to believe that the resistance in itself may be a form of magic.[/spoiler] [b]Partner Info[/b] Character's Name: Bec (Rebecca) Age: 10 Gender: Female Race: Dog [spoiler=Appearance] Bec is a large Greyhound, with short, brown hair that stands nearly as tall as Aodhan does. His companion for several years now, she has a set of battle scars over her body. Her eyes are a dark brown colour, verging on black, and she has one prominent scar down the side of her face, that runs just beside her right eye.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Personality] Bec is a fiercely loyal dog, determined to protect her master whenever he gets threatened by anything. She is quite calm and peaceful most of the time though, content to meet new people, but becomes wary whenever she senses a threat to Aodhan. She is also a very free spirited dog, not content to follow Aodhan’s orders most of the time, as she prefers to roam around and see what’s happening. She will come when called though, and will obey some commands depending on the situation. She also rather likes to eat the occasional scraps of people food that Aodhan feeds her, and she enjoys a good slab of meat.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Main Weapons] Her claws and jaw.[/spoiler] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gαr Posted September 29, 2012 Report Share Posted September 29, 2012 Working on the app now. It'll be up in a bit. EDIT: [spoiler=WIP] [size=4][font=arial,helvetica,sans-serif][u][b]Personal Info[/b][/u] Username: Restless AC Character's Name: Isaac Kontos Age: 28 Gender: Male Race: Human ([/font][font=tahoma,helvetica,arial,sans-serif]Chordonian[/font][/size]) [size=4][font=arial,helvetica,sans-serif]Appearance: [spoiler=]Isaac stands a slightly smaller than average 5'8" and weighs 170lbs. He has messy black hair and yellow eyes, which appear to glow at night or in dark places. Despite his small size, Isaac has a muscular and toned body due to intense training. He wears a little bit of armor which consists of a chain-mail shirt which he wears under a thick leather shirt and greaves and bracers around his shins and forearms. The armor is made of light, but durable metal. This allows for speed, flexibility, and continuous wear in battle and during travel. While traveling, Isaac wears a light brown high-collared cloak held together by a wooden badge he carved himself.[/spoiler] Personality: WIP Bio: WIP [u][b]Combat Info[/b][/u] Main Weapon(s): [spoiler=]A large sword with a blood red blade and a black handle. Embedded in the bottom of the pommel is a wine red ruby. The blade is 3 1/2 feet long and has a two-handed handle, but Isaac wields it with one hand. The hilt has weaving reminiscent of a katana.[/spoiler] Magic: [spoiler=]Flame[/font][/size] [size=4][font=arial,helvetica,sans-serif]Isaac is well-versed in fire magic. He usually covers the blade of sword in flames, giving it more cutting power. When he swings his sword, he can release a fireball or a crescent shaped wave of flames. If he can't use his sword, Isaac can launch fireballs ranging from the size of a pebble to the size of a boulder. In hand-to-hand combat, he can cover his hands and feet in fire and release it through punches and kicks. Despite his mastery in fire magic, he dislikes using it in everyday like because he believes that he should only use it in battle[/spoiler] [b][u]Partner Info[/u][/b] (Dragons, Pets, Familiars, etc. Delete if N/A) Character's Name: Bashuda Age: 5 Gender: Male Race: Dragon Appearance: [spoiler=]Bashuda is a stocky, compact dragon with very strong muscles and limbs for his size[/font][/size]. He is twenty feet long from end to end. His scales are dark crimson color, that progressively gets lighter as it comes down to his belly. The spikes on his body, his claws and teeth, are all a beautiful snow white. His eyes are a dull red color that has a sense of friendliness and comfort about them.[/spoiler] [size=4][font=arial,helvetica,sans-serif]Personality: WIP Main Weapon(s): [spoiler=]Bashuda uses his sharp claws, teeth, tail, and generally his whole body.[/spoiler] Magic: [spoiler=]Bashsuda's fire is a deep blue in color, which means it burns more intense then regular.[/spoiler[/font][/size]][/spoiler] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aix Posted September 29, 2012 Report Share Posted September 29, 2012 @Simdoggy: your not, my dwarf has a hellhound Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reinforce Posted September 30, 2012 Report Share Posted September 30, 2012 Interesting, I don't remember seeing him when I posted mine, maybe I just missed him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
encapturer Posted September 30, 2012 Report Share Posted September 30, 2012 Okay. Okay. Here we go. [i][u][b]Personal Info[/b][/u][/i] [b]Username:[/b] encapturer [b]Character's Name:[/b] Ergarl (AKA 'Armor-Lion') [b]Age:[/b] 33 [b]Gender:[/b] female [b]Race:[/b] Lion Feral [spoiler='Appearance'] Ergarl resembles a bipedal lioness at first glance, much like others in her tribe. Normally she wears a brown hooded cloak that covers most of her body. Because of this, it is easy to mistake her for a male of her tribe due to her sheer size; she stands at over 7 feet tall. With her hood down, one would notice her golden fur and black eyes, rounded ears, black snout and white fangs. Her claws on her hands are retractable, but when extended, they are clean and sharp. Unusally for a feral, underneath her cloak she wears some armor. This consists of only a breastplate and a pair of spiked plates on her forearms bound together by tough leather; Ergarl claims that any more would hamper her ablilites. [/spoiler] [spoiler='Personality'] Ergarl is optimistic and aggressive, though that may be lost in her apparent quest for wealth. If there is something she wants, she will get it. Or at least, that is what she believes. Once she sets her eyes on some goal it becomes hard to dissuade her against pursuing it. She's not foolish, mind you; Ergarl does not only take the direct route to her goal if it was faster or more efficient. Still, she can get behind any plan that involves combat. On the other hand, she is naive when it comes to people. This extends to her almost non-existent racism; she tries to judge every person on their own merits. As such, her trust is easy to earn, though she has been known to kill those who lost said trust. [/spoiler] [spoiler='Bio'] Ergarl left her tribe when she was young, before the whole mess with the invasion of Zephyria started. As a young cub, she found herself enamored with a human magician who was an adept with water magics. He was lost and ended up near her tribe, and while there were some misunderstandings that almost came to blows, the situation was resolved peacefully. Before he recieved his directions to his destination, Ergarl spoke to him at length, and he entertained her with his magic. Although she could not remember his name today, that event was what caused her to decide to learn magic. This did not go over well. Her tribe was appalled. Those knolegeable in magic scoffed at the notion that a foolish beast could use magic. Eventually she left her tribe and went on a personal quest to gain the ability to use magic. In her travels she learned two things. One: There are people out there experimenting with magic, pushing the envelope of what's possible in a bid to become famous. Two: anyone will do anything for the right amount of money. So far things have not been that successful; she has grown larger than normal due to one experiment, but besides that, nothing much. To buy the services of those magical pioneers, she has taken to mercenary work; a fun way to earn gold. She has already made a name for herself; those who know of her identify her by her armor; an unusual sight on a Feral. As such, it has become easier to get work, even during the Feral invasion of Zephyria. Even so, she had heard a rumor about someone looking for strong mercenaries in Cannell. The smell of mystery drew her in (these eccentric and secretive types paid more, she reasoned), and made her way to that Fox Ring Inn that she learned that the mysterios employer was meeting them at. [/spoiler] [spoiler='Misc.'] Her voice sounds like a mix between a young (very un-lionlike) maiden and a grizzled veteran (male) war lion. Ergarl believes that her voice used to be normal once, but in one of the failed bids to gain magical powers, there had been a strange mutation in her voice; much like her sudden growth spurt she experienced. The voices sometimes fall out of sync with each other, and sometimes say completely different things. With practice, Ergarl may be able to master her new voice. [/spoiler] [i][u][b]Combat Info[/b][/u][/i] [spoiler='Weapons'] Her main weapon is her body. She has retractable claws in both her hand and foot paws, which she keeps clean and sharp almost meticulously. Fully extended they are almost six inches in length. Her fangs are nothing to scoff at either, though she doesn't care for them as much as her claws, though the food she eats helps keep them nice and healty. Her backup weapon is her spiked armguards she wears on her armor. It helps fend off foes who decide to approach from an angle where her claws can't reach easily. [/spoiler] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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