Jump to content
Guest daxx0r

RP Character Profiles

Recommended Posts

RP: Arklay Asylum

Asylum Identity:

Name: Escher Phillips

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Species: Raven

Appearance: Wings molting most of the time, one pupil is slightly larger than the other but both are hazel, feathers look very matted and oily, beak has circular collection of cracks in it. Uniform resembles faded blue pajamas with oddly placed tears in it around the back...

Personality(s): Is rarely lucid in reality, being easily swayed by his emotions. When he is more grounded, he seems to be a bit of a bad comedian, always laughing at most anything that happens, even unfunny things. Plays with toys like building blocks, paints, or puzzles in his room.

Arklay Identity:

Name: Rubix

Age: X

Gender: Male

Species: Avian

Appearance: Wears a pure white mask with cracks in it identical to the ones in his beak in the world of the asylum. The expression of the mask changes however based on the emotion he's experiencing, as do the colors of his glowing eyes (Think Hexadecimal from that old TV show ReBoot). Seems to have some control over the process as it only changes when he waves his wing over it. Wears a fedora that results in an eerie shadow being cast over his face. Only feathers visible are the ones in his wings extruding from a black cloak with red trim he uses to cover himself all the time. Wings strangely always stay the same, of gray feathers with a white outline along them. Finger feathers covered in thin white gloves. Due to hands being visible but the cloak maintaining cover over him, the cloak could be thought of as something of a poncho. Unknown what lies underneath mask...

Personality: An incredibly unpredictable creature. Could be a whimpering coward one second, and a bold hero the next. In this case he will always respond to the name Rubix, but will only respond to his asylum name when calm. Voice sounds mysterious and somewhat withdrawn, and he very frequently talks in riddle and rhyme. Acts withdrawn most of the time, but will take action when in danger.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The World Spun Backwards: Reboot

Name: Yuki (Born: Sofia Nevsky)

Age: 908

Gender: Female (Technically could appear either, but almost never appears as male)

Species: Fox spirit (North-Eastern Siberian Clan)

History:

(Feel free to just skim any of this, it's a little lengthy)

Yuki was born a human in Seattle, Washington in 1996 as Sofia Nevsky. Her father was a translator for an American company with a branch on Vladivostok, and as such was frequently away for his job. She grew up a linguistically challenging childhood, having to learn both Russian and English due to her family's frequent trips to visit her father, but otherwise her life was normal enough. When she was 18, her family won a trip to Japan, and despite the fact that the only one who spoke any Japanese at all was her father, they decided to accept the prize.

The trip started out normal enough for a late summer vacation, until the 23rd while visiting a museum in the northern part of the country, and the seal broke. The situation was particularly bad in Asia, where for whatever reason spirits congregated significantly more than they did in the rest of the world (Japan was reduced to a population of only 500 thousand at it's lowest point). In the chaos, there was a stampede, killing her sister, and her parents were burned alive in front of her by some angry apparition. It was sheer coincidence that she backed into a display with a sword in the horror of what was passing before her eyes, instinctively ripping it from the sheath, as a strange looking monster impaled itself on the blade. Following that there was a bright flash of light and all the energy seemed to be sucked from her body, and then her body seemed to vanish entirely. This sword was in fact a holy blade, of sorts, that had been used centuries earlier to seal a mischievous wind spirit. Combined the energy of the great seal releasing, as well as her unintentional use of the blade releasing that seal, a sort of spiritual bomb went off, destroying her body in the process. She could not have known this at the time any more than she could have known that 31 generations earlier, one of her ancestors had unknowingly married a fox spirit.

When she came to, much to her confusion, she found that in addition to looking completely different and having ears and a tail, there was now a small, angry spirit yelling at her about being an idiot for breaking a seal like that. The sheer volume of pure energy had caused the mischievous, and fairly rude, wind spirit's soul to become attached to her own.

The situation broke her, and the battered looking girl wandered around the northern half of Honshu trying to avoid conflict and just survive, trying her best to avoid the strange little ghost that followed her around to no avail. To her, she had no reason to live, yet despite this she soldiered on for ten years before being cornered by a relatively weak, but still dangerous spirit. She had finally resigned herself to die when a man appeared behind the monster and killed it.

Sofia broke down crying at the man's feet, staying like that until she fell asleep. When she awoke, she was in a small house in a quiet mountain town that had largely avoided destruction thanks to it's isolation. The man was well trained in swordsmanship, and being a former local leader, had taken up the protection of the small town after the fall of the Japanese government as the village head. Noticing her sword, and lack of any skill with it, the man offered to train her. In exchange for this and saving her life, she would be bound to the land as its protector, and more importantly to preserve the spiritual teachings and beliefs of the small village by tending the local shrine. Not having anywhere else to go, she reluctantly agreed, even though she knew almost nothing about what her future job entailed. At least it was something to focus on.

Over the years, decades, and eventually centuries, the town changed to a small farming village, rumored by bandits to be protected by a fierce line warriors. In reality, this was Sofia, who became known a Yuki (meaning snow, in reference to her white hair) after agreeing to the contract. For almost 900 years she served this duty, as well as her main duty to the village shrine. In addition to this, she assisted in raising the village head's children to be either warriors, or head priests/priestesses of the local shrine (depending on if they were an odd, or even child).

It was a duty she grew to accomplish with pride, and after 900 years of training both her body, mind, and spirit, she had become a strong spirit, known, feared, and respected throughout the local villages and towns as "the strange priestess fox who carries an ancient sword". The man and his family had given her the will to live on, and taught her the basis for how she now lived her life, and she was now determined to fulfill her end of the contract to the best of her abilities. She had also come to respect, but get irritated at the wind spirit attached to her soul, Tsubasa.

Unfortunately, even with her power combined with the land, she could not stop the wrath of the sea one fateful day ten years ago. While picking medicinal herbs with the children in the mountain, a great wave swept through the coastal valley, and the village was completely destroyed. Then, one by one the children fell under a mysterious illness. Only one survived. She was again nearly broken, believing herself to have failed in her duty until she began to hear strange stories from traders in a neighboring town of similar incidents of strong human lineages falling prey to bizarre natural disasters. She realized that this was no coincidence when a less indirect attempt was made on the late village head's child's life, and after hiding him in a major trading town under an assumed name, set out to get down to the bottom of what was going on.

As a result of her age, her speaking appears extremely formal and old fashioned, especially her English since this story is the first time that she's used it in almost a millennium. While it is still comprehensible, it gets her called "old" by children and rude people quite often, something that irritates her despite her age.

Appearance: Almost always appears as a 5' 6" female human, around age 19, with pale skin, white hair, and bright, almost glowing, blue eyes. When alone or with those she knows, she allows her tails and ears out, though around strangers and when traveling she hides her tails. Despite her age she has difficulty controlling her ears, and when she loses focus, is surprised, bored, or exerts a lot of energy, they tend to pop out. As a result, she almost always wears a hat when traveling. Her canine teeth are also noticeably larger than they would be on a human. She wears the traditional clothing of a miko* in respect for her actual duty, with the fairly out of place addition of her sword (something that frequently caused whispers in her early travels in Japan, many believing her to really be an assassin). She wears a small, teal beryl stone on a string around her neck, a sign of the contract as well as an indicator of if the current village head is alive or not (should he die the stone would shatter, signifying the end of the contract). When she is angry, becomes very distracted, or is in combat her clan's markings appear on her face as a pair of curved, gray stripes running from the sides of her jaw to the outer edge of her eyes. The wind spirit attached to her soul appears as a young girl with black hair and brown eyes, though she is only visible to those who are very aware of such things.

Personality: Yuki tends to appear very calm and gentile when in a normal situation. While alone she can occasionally appear to be muttering to herself as she bickers with Tsubasa over some inconsequential issue. At times she can be rather awkward, and she often acts much as she did while she was still human when around others. Needless to say many customs and words have died out over the last 900 years, and such things can occasionally raise a few eyebrows, more in confusion at her dialect than anything. She also believes herself to be more powerful than she really is, forgetting she is no loner on her land, something that has caused her trouble on her long voyage. Her personality does do a 180 in serious situations, however. She can become extremely cold and calculating, and those who first see her like this often believe she is without emotion. She is also somewhat afraid of dogs, seeing as she is a fox after all.

Skills: She is skilled with her sword, though her attacks are mostly offensive based, and she tends to struggle when forced to defend. She can use her sword to channel her spiritual powers, since it acts as an guide and amplifier. This is used to make a distance attack, by forming her energy into a blade and using the sword to direct it at extremely high speed towards her enemy. She is also capable in more traditional spells, which while more powerful, are complicated and comparatively time consuming, so she has a habit of not using them unless out of options. In addition to this she is trained in traditional medicine, though the lack of familiar herbs and ingredients outside of Eastern Asia causes her to struggle with this. She can use her powers to teleport herself and others, however it is extremely difficult for her to move more than one person (due to their spiritual wavelengths being different), and doing so would leave her her completely exhausted afterward, and if done over a long distance or with a large number of people it can knock her out for a month. Just doing it for herself or just to another person, on the other hand, is fairly easy and not particularly tiring. As a result she does it quite a bit. Being off the land she is contracted to, her powers, while very polished, are no greater than any other fox spirit. While still strong without it, when she looses her weapon she tends to struggle in fights against those close in strength to her.

Possessions: She keeps very little on her person, apart from her clothing and hat. Her sword is a traditional looking in katana in appearance, with a red sheath and white hilt. The blade itself was crafted by a powerful spirit in the 14th century, does not rust, and is nearly impossible to break.. It lacks any other real powers in and of itself, most of its strength coming acting as an exceptionally good channel for the owner's spiritual powers. She also carries a tanto with the same pattern inside of her shirt. As such, it varies in use from person to person. Because of this, the blade cannot rust. Around her neck is the teal beryl stone given to her to signify the contract between her and the village head's family. It is tied around her neck with a white, silk piece of cloth, and is in the shape of a polished ring. She carries a small kit of medicinal herbs and other simple medical supplies for emergencies. She has a decent amount of gold and precious stones given to her throughout her 900 years at the shrine as tributes. She uses these to pay for her travels when she cannot live off the land, mostly in the barren north. It often appears that she has an unlimited supply of dried foods stashed in her clothing, as she is often seen snacking on them.

*For those of you with actual lives: Exact translation varies, usually priestess, female shaman or shrine maiden. " The traditional attire of a miko would be a pair of red "hakama" (which are long, divided trousers), a white "Haori" (which is a "kimono" jacket), and some white or red hair ribbons." http://upload.wikime...40/Hihakama.JPG I know, Japan, hush.

Edited by Rynn Cereus

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The World Spun Backwards: Rebooted

Name: Klaus Lykaios

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Species: Spirit (Powers lay dormant until his parents died, leaving him believing he was human.)

Appearance: Brown hair, light skin, golden yellow eyes, glasses, wolf ears and tail, fangs. Wears a leather jacket, jeans, and boots.

Personality: Kind to most everyone, dry sense of humor.

Skills: Good at drawing.

Possessions: Sketchpad, pencil

History:Originally believed himself to be human, his parents were killed when he was fourteen. The resulting trauma caused the spiritual powers that had been residing within him to activate, resulting in his somewhat lupine appearance. He does not yet know what his other powers are, though he hopes to discover them.

Goals: Learn more about drawing, and hopefully find a place to settle.

Edited by Doctor Timewolf

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The World Spun Backwards: Reboot

Name: Atrus

Age: 1,452 (Current life)

Gender: Male

Species: Energy/Light Apparition (Takes the form of an anthropomorphic Nile Crocodile)

History: Atrus has some memories of events that took place far before his birth. His theory on this is that due to his status as an energy being, he's never actually died but instead been reborn over and over, due to it being impossible to actually destroy energy.

As for the life he's lived thus far, he could be thought of as something of a traveling salesman. Frequently he'll make incredibly short lived contracts for the sake of obtaining shelter and food for a few days, in exchange for establishing powerful barriers around whatever village that has employed his services.

Atrus' feelings on being sealed range from confusion to irritation. While he never harmed any human upon being released, he was certainly in no rush to help any of them that happened to be in harm's way from any of the other recently released spirits.

While Atrus tries to be a kind soul most of the time, he does have reason to be suspicious of himself. He can't help but keeping notice of a deep, midnight blue outline that's formed around the cyan streaks along his scales...

Otherwise, he's never truly spent much time anywhere, preferring to keep moving.

Appearance: Around six feet tall, tall enough to appear somewhat intimidating. Has a lithe build due to living in the wild most of the time between towns. Wears golden arm braces, matched with gold and silver hoops word around his ankles. Both sets were obtained from his birthplace in Egypt. Wears an electric purple tunic bottom on his waist, but nothing on his torso. Eyes are the same purple as his tunic bottom, and appear somewhere between curious and laid back. His scales are a forest green color, with ctreaks of cyan that resemble lightning bolts and have a curious midnight blue lining to them. Tail and spine ridges have an incredibly deep violet color. Posture is very relaxed and flexible.

Personality: Atrus is a very relaxed individual, spending a lot of time taking naps and goofing off. He'll use his powers strangely when on his own, changing the color of various things around him so as to make them look more interesting, as least by his definition. However, with all the playful teasing and goofing off he does, those around him can't help but feeling like he's hiding something...

Skills: He practices creative control over the energy and light of anything around him.

This grants him the freedom of generating electrical charges or waves that can be used in attack and defense, respectively.

Controlling the energy in objects gives him a basic form of telekinesis, and controlling the energy of the immediate area allows him to generate anti-gravity fields. Telekinesis just causes a small mental strain on him that will exhaust him over time, but an anti-gravity field will leave him exhausted, and he will be unable to set the area back to normal for a fair amount of time afterward.

His control over light allows him to inject or extract light in his area of choice, giving him creative range over making anything invisible, glow, or even change the colors of it.

The staff he carries, beyond enhancing his own natural powers, can cast fairly basic spells, but incantations or runes are required for any to work.

Possessions: Carries a golden staff that has a prism on top of it, surrounded by a gold circle with symbols resembling silver electrical bolts that keep it in place. He uses it for focusing, and occasionally amplifying his power on specific points. At its full size, it's about a head taller than him, and is called a volt staff in this form. In order to get it to this form however, he needs to use energy on its travel form. Its travel form is about three inches tall, and more accurately resembles a key. It doesn't carry any use in this form, besides travel convenience, and is called a spark key.

Edited by KhazixRusyuu

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest MasterBlade

Name: Ikol the Trickster

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Spiritual Human

Appearance: No visible details of the mysterious person's body can be seen through the odd clothes that he wears. The fox ears on the top of his head and his natural spiritual energy confuses others into thinking he is a spirit, though he is nowhere near their ranks. A few odd devices hang from his clothing; ancient relics from the age of humans 900 years ago. Some are clearly no more than decorations, while others are clearly weapons.

Personality: Mysterious, inquisitive, cunning.

Skills: Camouflage, archaeology, ancient mechanics, and spiritual ancestry

Possessions: A small satchel of food rations and fire materials, an ancient mace (wrench), and a handheld cannon (flintlock pistol, fully functional).

History:

Ikol was the only son of the trickster spirit of Furtum Woods, born the illegitimate child of a human woman. As such, it would be his eventual fate to become a kitsune spirit like his father for whom he was named after. Though the two never had a father-son relationship, the few gifts from his father, fox ears and knowledge of ancient humans, kept the two close. He eventually taught his son the art of sensing spiritual energies for the day he too would join them.

The spirit of Furtam Woods was unique, possessing powerful illusion and fire magics not known to the rest of the world. As such, a group trying to create spirits from those with certain ancestries burned down the village in an attempt at the son. Ikol Sr. sacrificed himself to help his son escape, granting him clothes to conceal his true identity from the world. For several years, Ikol Jr. would wander the world seeing similar occurrences happen to other villages, knowing that he could only escape the inevitable fate for so long.

Through his travels in ancient ruins, Ikol learned the secrets of the human world before the breaking of the seal. Thanks to his father teaching him countless ancient languages, he could easily read the manuscripts of the English. As a result, he became an archaeologist of sorts, collecting tools of the ancients and using them as his weapons. Though nothing compared to the power he would get upon becoming a spirit, the mace and hand cannon would suit him well until that fateful day arrives.

Edited by MasterBlade

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Character Name: The Doctor

Major of study or job at University: Scientific Advisor

Age and level of education (for students): 907

Transformed or not: Yes

New form (if transformed): Wolf

Bio: The Doctor is a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. His most recent visit to Earth happened the same time the formula spread. Originally, he looked human, but the formula changed him into a wolf.

What has happened since transformation (both ex. how has your character delt with the changes): Immediately after the change, he took a job with the university as scientific advisor.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The Experiment that Changed the World

Character Name: Troy Schaeffer

Major of study or job at University: Computer & Electrical Engineering

Age and Level of Education: 19, Freshman

Transformed or not: Yes

New form: Shark

Bio: Actually had a delayed reaction to the transformation gas, and only changed form a few days ago. Due to his shark shape being much stronger and much more built than his human shape, he's essentially still tripping over his now flipper sized feet. As a human, he had the odd and somewhat annoying tendency to hover around things and others, and he'd easily go into a frenzy when put in the wrong situation. Basically he's worrisome. Other than this factor, he usually stays withdrawn and observant of most things.

As for dealing with the transformation, he's become even more of an introvert, afraid he could cause serious damage. This is made even worse by the fact that he has yet to tell his family. Beyond that, his range of appetite has increased considerably, and it has helped him finally overcome his hydrophobia. Also has the odd tendency to speak in a very light California accent.

After the second dose of the transformation serum however, he's changed a bit on both the inside and outside. Taking small steps at a time, Troy seems to be maturing bit by bit into his new form, taking on a few more shark habits and discovering more about his new abilities.

Edited by KhazixRusyuu

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The Experiment that Changed the World

Character Name: Randal Venti

Major of study or job at University: Computer Networking

Age and Level of Education: 19, Freshman

Transformed or not: Yes

Original form: 6'2" brown hair brown eyes slightly athletic build.

Gender: Male

New form: Fox (/kitsune)

Bio: Previously a quiet, anti-social student who mostly kept to himself until the incident. He had become the form of a fox, and had gained substantial dexterity and agility due to his transformation. As a long time video gamer and internet nut, he had studied various topics, ranging from biology to physics to mythology. He has also always had a large curiosity, and due to this often followed various others around the school who were transformed. Of specific interest, the new professor caught his attention. Having seen the blue police box, he had found himself inside and snuck in. Hiding himself as a stowaway, he has reached the point of being rather hungry and as such has taken to searching around the surprisingly large ship to find the others.

The transformation gave him the form of a red fox, with red eyes and a significantly slowed aging process. Due to his sneaking however, he was exposed to the gas a second time, which gave him the ability to shift his shape at will to any human or fur shape, although he keeps his tail no matter what form he takes. His favorite form is that of his old self, while keeping the tail, ears, and red eyes of his new form.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The World Spun Backwards REBOOT

Name: Frederick Joseph-Patrick Schmit

Age: 60, (physically 20)

Gender: Male

Species: Psionic Human

Appearance: 6'2, brown hair, redish tinged brown eyes, wears denim pants, a cotton shirt, and a long brown leather coat.

Personality: Usually easygoing, when threatened he becomes utterly serious and unyielding.

Skills: Geokinesis, Empathy, Photokinesis, Biokinesis, and Aerokinesis.

Possessions: He keeps odds and ends on him all the time, as well as various tools and small knives. He also carries a fullblade on his back.

History: Born to a family of scholars dedicated to preserving ancient knowledge, he is also the son of a lesser diety. Growing up he found he had a rather evolved mind, and was able to project his thoughts to affect his surroundings. As a result, he also found ways to use this ability to affect his own body, slowing the aging process and increasing his strength. However, as a negative point he has to meditate for an hour a day, and his abilities are limited to at most thirty feet away from him. paralleling his self improvement, he learned much about the past greatness of humanity as well as mathematics and some science. He also is vulnerable to invasive telekinesis.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Boarders0

The Experiment that changed the World

Character Name:Daniel Boarders

Age: 27

Height: 5' 10"

Major of study or job at University: Sociology, Human Nature, and Chemistry

Age and level of education (for students): 30+ PHD

Transformed or not: Transformed

Species: Barn Owl

New form: Has Dark green wings when resting looks like a suit that covers his arms. his face is white ringed with a yellow-orange ring that goes all the way to the back of his head.

What has happened since transformation: he decided to make sure he was protected and scouts out those who need assistance

Mannerisms: Sits back watches, and only acts when there is no other choice, moves silently and quickly.

Equiptment: always keeps his whip and his crossbow on him at all times.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Tyro

RP: Your Invited

Name:

Age:

Height:

Species:

Visual Characteristics:

Past:

RP: Your Invited

Name: Lord Kyrios

Age: Not Actually Known/ Unable To Tell

Height: 5 foot 7 inches

Species: Kitsune in appearence. Actual species or even genesis is unknown.

Visual Characteristics: His black head is topped with matching triangular ears and a tuft of 'hair'. His long white muzzle spikes out at the sides, displaying the huge, white smile he deploys regularly to his enemies. It is his motif and seems able to lacerate paper at fifty yards. Kyrios wears a suit of gleaming armour and stands on large black paws. Five ebony, white-tipped tails wave around absent-mindely behind him.

Past: Kyrios keeps himself to himself mostly but the details you need to know are that him and Tyro have been fighting over worlds for a long while. Sadly, Kyrios is still winning but he does have the ability to swamp a place with soldiers if he so chooses. Tyro has a glowing necklace and a blunt axe thing. His been antagonising Tyro's close friends too: so far as to programmed one of them with a voice command that renders her blind. The cause of the corruption of his body and probably his mind is something his enemies know only.

His love for his wife is a little disturbing seeming as he had Kyrias created and named her himself....

RP: Your Invited

Name: Digital

Age: Unknown

Height: 5 foot 10 inches

Species: Android

Visual Characteristics: The most striking feature is his face. Its nothing but a mask that moves and speaks on its supports to the rest of the thin, metalic body. While he has a chest but no stomach or lower back other than a support colmn, he is still wearing his butler jacket and trousers to cover his robotic appearance.

Past: Along with his brother Analogue, Digital is a failed attempt at an AI butler. After two months, ordered and orchestrated by Digital, they killed their master and escaped together. Now free of their servitude, they modified themselves then headed out to take what they fancied with the abilites their modifications gave them. Digital desided to go and pursue two things he liked: a rare breed of blue butterfly that he'd read about and computers. Sinse then, he's more like a virus more than anything, latching onto hardware and seizing it, adding to himself.

They allied themselves with Kyrios and have been loyal Generals to him ever since.

RP: Final Fantasy: The Moogle Front

Name: Benjamin Angus Fletchin

Age: 18

Height: 3 foot

Species: Moogle

Visual Characteristics: A White-furred Moogle dressed in a little yellow raincoat, boots and hat. He also wears light chain-mail underneath and a specially made sheath for his large dagger - which to him is a sword - that it attached to a belt that is wrapped around his torso.

Past: He was born into a family with a chocobo hire business. However, he never sat still, it could have been the fact that he's been surrounded by what is used as transport, it could also be because of a few stories he was told by passers-by. This had the same effect something like Power Rangers or Pokemon had on us at about five that was never really suppressed in puberty. Kinda like that idea that might have come from watching Dragon Ball Z, then signed up for martial arts in the hope that it wouldn't be too long before they taught you how to shoot lasers from your hands. Anyway, he didn't take the business and moved out straight away. Once he'd gotten so far, he'd stop and earn enough to carry on moving.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: Your Invited

Name: Variath Renant

Age: 243 years

Height: 6'2"

Species: Kitsune

Visual Characteristics: Variath is a rather tall Nogitsune, with red fur, although he often takes more human-like appearances, his only traits making him seem inhuman being his confidence, his three tails coated in blood red fur, with white wisps of fur at the ends, faintly visible lines traveling up to his back, his triangular ears, and his deep crimson red eyes. He wears blue jeans, black leather boots, a black shirt, and a brown leather trenchcoat. He carries a number of knives on him, as well as a rifle of his own make and a hand-and-a-half sword. In his usual form, he has a Caucasian appearance, with angular facial features, and a thin nose. There is a scar on the back of his right hand which is visible in any form he takes.

Past: Variath is often termed an assassin, ruthless to no end. While still only a sanbi kitsune, he is quite talented with a sword and as a sniper, which is bolstered by the fact he is rather good at controlling his kitsune-bi for use as a weapon or shield, and he has mild strengths in time manipulation, allowing him to see an enemies actions before they make it, though he merely gets a list of possibilities and therefore cannot be certain of any action, and he is also able to slow his perception of time at will, allowing him to analyze a situation in far better detail than most others. This has led him to infamy in many regards, and when he is given a mark they are dead within a day of him arriving within fifty miles of them, unless the contractor has a set date and time, in which case he never misses. Despite his cold heart on a kill, at home he is distinctly different. He is a loving husband and father, and chooses to spend much of his time at home with his family. A few times an enemy of his has threatened his family, but each time those enemies end up disappearing, along with their entire families. He is rather vengeful, and while usually calm in any situation, in a case where his loved ones are in danger he quickly becomes enraged. He is looking for a job with which perhaps he could move his family to a safer location, and can't help but think that if he became a General of Lord Kyrios that he'd be able to have them in a more secure, safe location. On a personality basis, when not on a kill, he is usually easygoing and lighthearted. Though he always keeps his weapons on him, no matter where he is.

Edited by Vulpesveritas

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: Your Invited

Name: Theta Sigma

Age: 912 years

Height: 5'11"

Species: Wolf

Visual Characteristics: Theta's coat is jet black, with no other hint of color within. His eyes are blood red. His tweed jacket, bowtie, dress shirt, suspenders, and trousers are all black.

Past: He was once called the Doctor, until he was corrupted by a nameless, evil entity. He changed his name and became an inverted, evil version of himself. His TARDIS is still a police box, but the blue paint has been made black to match his fur and clothes. He carries with him a laser screwdriver, his lone weapon.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest Boarders0

You'r Invited

Character Name: Seraob

Age: 27

Height: 5' 10"

Species: Eagle Owl

Appearance: Has Light brown "lines" surrounding oblong black spots, wings are white with light yellow highlights, Under his wings are two bipedal arms with talons on the ends.

Mannerisms: Pompous owner of a major corporation, know for his cruelty to those that oppose him and makes no moves to hide the fact he will torture they that argue with him.

Equiptment: always keeps his whip and his crossbow on him at all times.

Edited by Boarders0

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: You're Invited

Name: Apate

Species: Chameleon

Age: 25

Height: 6'0''

Visual Characteristics: Scales regularly a very pale, almost sickly looking green, with occasional powdery gray patches. Build is pretty wiry, but this conceals some intensely honed strength. Eyes always seem to be half closed and focusing on something else, to the point where he's been commonly mistaken for being blind. Wears black slacks and plain white dress shirt that isn't worn tucked in.

Past: Anyone attempting to look through Apate's past is going to come up with a blank. The most that can be found are a few medical and battle records, kept in an obscure company that seldom deals with others, not even releasing its own name.

Mannerisms: Very rarely actually speaks, opting to simply keep himself withdrawn and observe. When he does talk, the things he says don't always immediately make sense. In terms of combat, acts very cold, calculative, efficiently, and ruthless, with an almost mechanical likeness. Doesn't carry anything on his person regularly for long.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The Project: The Hotel

Name: Howie Lewis

Species: Fire Belly Newt

Class: Skeptic

Age: 19

Height: 6'1"

Abilities: Punishment Glutton, Flawfinder

Visual Characteristics: As per his species, black scales, underbelly with dull red spots. Brown colored hair. Gray eyes behind glasses with oval shaped lenses. Pretty lanky looking, slouches to the point of looking a few inches shorter. Wears a pale sky-blue t-shirt under a loosely fit red plaid jacket/hoodie that he leaves unzipped, brown slacks, and white tennis shoes. Wears a black box cap (essentially a black hat with a shortened brim and different shape) Overall unkempt look.

Personality: Behaves rather cynical most of the time, unable to go several minutes without making a snarky commentary against something. Always seems to be carrying a task in his head, having gotten under the impression that work is never genuinely finished.

Edited by KhazixRusyuu

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The World that Spun Backwards REBOOT

Name: Mawz (Real name unknown - he doesn't even know)

Species: Spirit

Age: 895

Height: 5'11"

Visual Characteristics: (Wolf form) - Thinner body than the typical wolf and obviously built like a runner. Jet black fur and dark green eyes (Glow light green in the dark). Wears a thin, black vest and leggings. Doesn't wear shoes, as he personally sees no use for them. On his left arm is a sort of leather bracer (Black, of course). On the underside of the bracer is a concealed sheath for his dagger. Has a cloak, but only wears it while in a city. Inside his vest is a thin holster where he carries a flute.

(Human form) - Appears to be an 17-18 year old boy. Same eye color. Long, straight, black hair, with a blonde birthmark in the back (really noticeable; it's almost bleach white). Still refuses to wear shoes. Wears the cloak only in the city. Wears a long-sleeved, dark grey shirt under the vest. Carries a small bag at his waist that holds his shirt and cloak when not wearing them.

Personality: Others view him as dark and emotionless. Not afraid to kill. He keeps himself busy to avoid thinking about the past. Ignores compliments of any kind, and keeps most of his thoughts to himself, though he will express his opinion if he feels like it. Contrary to his rather "emo" outlook, however, internally he is very protective over those he cares about. He is a nice person to those who actually know him, and harsh and cynical to those who don't. He only talks when needed, and if asked about his past, he usually either disappears or pulls out his flute and starts to play. In combat, he usually works alone, self-sufficiently. In other words, he isn't much of a team player when it comes to a fight. (Overconfident in his own abilities) Hides any anger behind a veil of cynicism and sarcasm, which he does to avoid the evil in his heart. However, when he does give in to his anger (Someone is trying to hurt someone he cares about, somebody takes his flute, etc.), he loses control by giving into his evil nature. ) he gets very scary. Becomes more powerful, but dangerous to everyone around him and even to himself. During his rage, he destroys everything in his path (Or at least tries to) until he fixes (Or destroys) whatever caused his anger. Afterwards, he tends to pass out or collapse from over-expending his abilities, and awakes after a few hours with no memory of the incident.

Skills: Very skilled with his knife, and can use it short or medium ranged. Also fairly good at hand-to-hand (or paw-to-paw) combat. Exremely stealthy (When he chooses to be.) Also a fairly decent flute player and singer. ^_^ Also, despite the form of his mouth while in wolf-form, he can still play the flute (due to many many years of practice). Remembers many of the songs he heard when he was young, and prefers to play them instead of the new tunes that people have invented (Though, his memory is not all that great. Mostly justs remembers the tunes. Some words and phrases, however, Have stuck in his mind.). Good at getting out of bonds and picking locks, but by no means a master at it. Relies more on speed and skill than brute strength.

Possessions: Flute (Silver-plated brass, well-made. As a kid, he had always loved flutes, and his dad bought him a flute only a few weeks before they were killed.), Knife (Well made, but nothing special.), Clothes mentioned above. Nothing really valuable or of particular note. Also has a small necklace that he wears at all times. (Shape of a dog-tag, but no case. On the front is the Japanese symbol for "Wolf" on the front and a small inscription on the back - It was one of the few things he had had on his person when his parents were killed; It had been a gift from his dad. As a kid, he was always in love with wolves.) Small bag for carrying the shirt and cloak when not wearing them.

Abilities: Can manipulate shadows in various ways. He can use them to travel short distances instantly, lift them and form insubstantial images, deepen them to hide, and can even animate his own shadow. Can change between full human and wolf forms during the day, but whenever the moon is up, he is unable to change to human. Can still use all of his abilities in human form, but they aren't quite as potent. Also, doesn't sleep. Not because he chooses to, but because he can't.

History: Descendent of a spirit/human couple. Born in the middle of winter, 2009. His parents died when he was 11. Was then adopted by an old man who taught him how to hunt and generally take care of himself (Both of which he proved to learn fairly quickly). A blank in Mawz's own memories occurs when he was 17 years old. (Basically, the man turned out to be an evil spirit who forcefully awakened Mawz's spirit one night - I'll work on description of that later). Ran away that night and has never seen the old man since. Traveled all over what was called Canada before coming farther south. Recently in his travels, he heard about the port city from a few travellers and began heading there, seeking an escape route by boat. He knows nothing about spirits, doesn't know that he is one, and is internally confused about what exactly his own purpose is.

Edited by Leiton

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The World Spun Backwards: Rebooted

Name: Easun

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Species: Spirit

Appearance:

As a human: Appears to be a young boy of age 13. He has short unkept blond hair with white Cat eats sticking out. His face is complemented with short fangs and yellow cat eyes. On his writs and ankles. His feet and hands end in sharp claws. He wears only a pair of white shorts and small red collar on his neck.

As a cat: He appars a small white kitten with the same red colar.

Personality: He likes to play inocent but he has a mistiouvous streak as wide as the prairies. Easun tends to care about his friends more than he lets on prefering to maintain the appearence of allofness.

Skills: He is skilled at sneaking and pick pocketing. Climbing and balance are also his fortie. Though his claws are sharp and painful when hit he has not real skill in attacking (though lots in dodging)

Abilities: He is able to change from his humanish form to his cat form taking his clothing with him. He has control over the wind though it is tied to his emotions so most of the time he can manage a mild breath he needs to be reaaly angry to do anything interesting with it. Lastly for some reason (Easun has no idea why) he doesn't have the ability to tell the whole truth (ie everything he says has to be a partial lie of some sort).

Possessions: Nothing other than his shorts and collar. (see shipwreak)

History: Hailing orginall from the Great Lakes basin Easun has spent his life moving from one game to another. In one of his games gone awray Easun ended on as a stoe away on a ship. The ship was wrecked and well that was a week ago.

Goals: He wants to find adventure, have some fun and maybe even make a few friends.

Edited by jKitty

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest outkast1728

RP: Outkast1728

Name: Jake Shadowpaw/Jake Ottselo

Age: 22

Height: 6' 2"

Species: Folf (Before), Ottsel (After)

Visual Characteristics:

Before: Purple and green fur with a black tattoo on his chest and a black soul patch.

After: Orange and yellow fur with a muscular physique.

Past: To be added later

Before: post-999-0-00450000-1325845796_thumb.jpg

After: https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=186276

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest AnimeWolf

RP: (not chosen yet)

Name: Keda

Nickname: Anime

Species: Anthro Grey Wolf

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Height: 6'

Weight: 160 lbs

Appearance: A relatively plain grey wolf with grey fur covering his body except on top of his muzzle, chest and belly, and tail tip where there are variations. A black spot on top of his muzzle while white on his chest and belly and tail tip. His tail is a little longer than a regular wolf's tail, almost to the length of a fox tail. His clothing consists commonly of a green button-up shirt with either blue jeans or tan cargo pants. (his appearance in different little details may change in the near future)

Personality: Is generally considerate of others and slow to anger unless greatly provoked (ex: real threat made to friend or family, or insulted on a deeply personal level). Has a laid back personality and is usually open to try different things. Easily befriends those he trusts. Tends to avoid fights, but will fight if the situation is unavoidable.

Abilities: He is able to morph between his usual anthro form and a feral form. His feral form is still at a young age due to him not having spent much time in that form growing up. A curse in his family line makes him go into a frenzy if he consumes another wolf's blood, increasing his strength and agility dramatically, but causing his inhibition to plummet to a primitive state until the frenzy wears off.

Combat: As mentioned earlier, usually avoids conflict if possible, but has a katana that he uses in fights if unavoidable. However, he doesn't always keep it on him. His instincts allow for basic self-defense. If asked by a trusted friend, he will participate in a spar.

Weaknesses: Usually timid unless comfortable with the situation. Has a mild fear of thunder and lightning when outdoors due to a traumatic event earlier in his life.

Interests: Loves root beer, sour candy, and spicy food. Likes video games, star gazing and drawing on occasion.

Dislikes: Chocolate and foul language.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: The dead do walk.

Name: Pedro

Age: 21

Height: 6'0

Species: Vulpes Vulpes (red fox)

Visual Characteristics: Your typical red fox with a curious side. Has a few tattoos, two sleeves and a sock. Fur: black socks and gloves with white tattoo's

Past: Loves his sword and shield. Loves his science. Loves his music. Loves his weapons.

Specifics: Quiet, loves to tag along and listen to others talk. Loves to run scavenging trips for supplies. Loves to have fun. He is generally a multipurpose red fox with no obvious special abilities or flaws. He is more of a regular fuzzy red fox that loves killing zombies in the most creative and pleasing way possible. He loves finding things, but these moments are rare as he pays alot of attention to detail and will typically only pick up something if it's still in good condition or is worth picking up despite it's condition. As such he hates carrying extra weight with a passion and will typically be seen spending an hour or so after scavenging on a roof top going through his pack and re-organizing everything. He takes his time and moves when he needs to move. He is a little sensitive to the goings on around him so he is easily stunned by loud explosions in his ear if say someone is firing their weapon by his ear or if something incredibly foul is near.

He would like to get better with a rifle because he prefers something with a long range scope if he is going to be firing a weapon. "I prefer to have the time to pick my shots with distance rather than running and gunning. Too loud and too easy to get into sticky situations. That's why I got my sword *grins and pats the pommel of the weapon handle* It's saved my hide more often than a pistol would."

No particular weapons expertise. Just a new paw looking for people to call friends. "Been alone through most of my travels because my companions don't last long before I have to gut them myself."

"Don't get me wrong. Firing guns is fun. I just don't like dropping all my ammo and starring stupidly at a zombie as it tries to bite my arm off."

Build: Lithe and quick, a runner, a carrier of heavy things, so long as he can run; he'll carry it.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest cyaocide

RP: The World Spun Backwards: Rebooted

name: cyao

species: human

gender:male

age:18

abilites: spirtual energy manipulation and sensing... he can in a way "feel" the flow of energy and auras around him to get a sence of his surroundings and what not.

he can also use ambient surrounding energy to help support allies who are in close range and in, not a huge amount but a significant one. it can also be used to do minor healing. especially to spirtual beings or from magical woonds. however as he is a pure human its impossible for him to handle a lot of energy at once or use it in multiple ways at once (preventing him from doing more complex healing or healing and supporting at the same time) in addition his ability to influence energy decreases significantly after about 2 meters.

it should also be noted that his aura is colorless. as a result it takes on any "color" of any auras nearby (in rare cases it can even be a gradient) this can effect his moods under the right conditions (especially when he isnt aware of it, or if its really close) and also means that anyone who can see his aura can see the overall aura he is in. (even if he doesnt)

cyao was born to a loving mother and father in a loving family on a Hawaiian island, his parents taught him many things how to cook. how to survive. they even hired a tutor (who happened to be a spirit) all for one purpose... as a family tradition he must head out on his own...

unfortunately the isolated nature of the island has prevented him from leaving for a few weeks... so he has been stuck lurking around hiding from his parents pretending that he has already left...

appearance, he is a dark haired 5 ft 9 human with brown eyes... his skin is light tan, and though he's not underweight he certainly qualifies as lanky. he wears a simple white (very old) cotton tee shirt and simple genes (as is customary(in case your wondering no this custom is nither very old nor well thought out :P))

Edited by cyaocide

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Name: Leon McBane

Age: 912 ( looks 25)

Height: 6'2

Species: Alaskan Malmute

Visual Characteristics: All white with gray back. Small slash scar above left eyebrow

Past: Leon was born and raised in a small tribe in Scotland. As a lad, he worked hard as an errand boy for the king. He realized one day that he didn't age as his fellow bretheren had. He was not sure how it had happened and is looking for answers to why this would be so. He has done many things throughout the centuries, from seaman to entrepenuer. He feels that the only way to find out what to do is to experience all there is to life and make sense of it all.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: Before the Veil

Name: Ravarias

Age: 342

Species: Fox Spirit

origin:

Abilities: Competent with magic and light blades.

Personality: Mixed, mostly upbeat.

Fun Facts/Backstory:

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

RP: Before the Veil

Name: Gavin

Age: 127

Species: Hawk

Abilities: Flight, weak air and lightning magic (small breezes and sparks), basic combat (knows how to land a hit and dodge)

Personality: Acts carefree and curious most of the time, but changes to tactical, energized, and just a bit rash whenever in the heat of battle

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now


×