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Fantasy-ish Planning/OOC
Okay, this is going
to take place in a small kingdom somewhat rich in magic, and ruled over by an
evil sorcerer. It's somewhat out of time, in the 21XX era but completely shut
off from the world and completely hidden by the sorcerer's magic. It's also an
area where the borders between worlds weaken slightly, as a result of the high
magic concentration. Interesting thing is, he always takes interest in new
visitors, toying with them a lot. Some people have made it out, but it's very
difficult and they can't let anyone find out about it if they return. There are
spies everywhere. He also likes to control the magic, and generally humors the
people, but eliminates anyone who becomes strong or skilled enough to be a
threat. Especially if they'd have some way of escaping or teleporting long
distances.
Form!
Name:
Appearance:
Personality:
Skills/abilities:
Weakness(es):
Weapons/Equipment:
History:
Anything
else?:
How did you arrive?:
You don't have to have an extremely
involved or detailed personality or history, I think mine is pretty big as-is,
but I do ask that your character not be too 2-dimensional. I also ask that they
don't be too strong unless they have some sort of gaping flaw. Finally, like
with Arianna's Legacy, I'd prefer if it isn't all the same cast that was with
Arthur in the Gathering. It's okay if you do want to use one of those
characters, but I'd prefer if not.
Example Form!
Name:
Arthur
Appearance: [attached image]
Personality: He's
slightly bi-polar, torn between two personality types. For years, literally all
his life he can remember clearly, he's been completely emotionless and serious;
but recently he's found it hard not to care about other people and keep
everything bottled up, and has been trying to be more open. However, he can
never seem to be comfortable with one or the other, or find a balance, and
seesaws randomly between the two extremities. Even when he is trying to be
friendly, it's very akward and he's bad at it, and often regresses defensively
back to being anti-social. He's also realised he feels some sadistic pleasure
when he's in battle, that fact scares him.
Skills/Abilities:
Super,
super fast. Like, kill ya five times before you hit the ground fast.
Great at
stealth. He's also extremely agile and good at climbing. Especially things like
making hand/foot-hold with his daggers and such.
Very skilled with any of his
weapons. Crack shot, knows his poisons, and suchlike. He can take out most
people and robots with a single hit if need be, though he's more skilled at
killing with a single blow than knocking them unconcious.
Oh, and Origami

Weakness(es):
Can't take a hit. REALLY can't take a hit.
He's quite good at dodging and attacking from a distance, but if the opponent
does get a hit in, he's only human.
Also pretty weak. While he is strong
enough to run around with all his hidden armoury, there really isn't much power
beyond that.
His skills are mostly practiced reflex, so they work best when
he's in his old, uncaring mood. When he's worried about others, he becomes
distracted and more likely to mess up.
Weapons/Equipment:
His
armour is hidden underneath the robe, and quite advanced. It's really just a
chainmail vest, but it can absorb most energy-based attacks (i.e. buster, beam
saber, fireball). The downside is that it can't absorb force, so while he won't
be burned, any of the attacks can crack a rib. And, of course, as any
experienced warrior knows, chainmail is just a series of holes to an arrow. He
also has leather pants and boots.
Hand crossbow. He's quite a crack shot, and
has plenty of small metal and wooden bolts (see below). He can load, aim, and
fire in one swift movement.
Daggers. Lots o' them. He has so many secret
folds and pockets and hidden straps that he is very unlikely to run out of ammo.
Come in various sizes and, besides the usual stabbing and throwing, are used for
pretty much anything you can think of (prying, gouging, pinning up, carving,
hand-holds in stone or brick walls, etc.) Incredibley accurate when throwing.
His most often-used weapon.
Blowgun. Again, extremely accurate, but he uses
his blowgun less than daggers or his crossbow because it is mainly for drugging
or poisoning people. He has many color-coded darts with various toxins, although
the most powerful and exotic have probably dried up since he restocked. He also
has semi-mild corrosives on some to use against robots.
And, of course,
grappling hook, rope, etc. Most standard inflitration equipment. Though he did
forego the more specific, bulky stuff, like the iron priests (armoured boots...
they save your soles!)
History: This is where it gets interesting. All
he knows for sure is when he was young, he was shipped off to a sort of private
school, the "Assasin's Guild." He was the best and brightest in the class,
practically in the history of the guild. He trained diligently, he trained hard,
and he trained in anything and everything he needed to know. It was his life.
However, shortly before his graduation and after the mass production of
reploids, the Guild was absolved and pretty much vanished. Assasins, human
assasins, at least, were obsolete as reploids flooded the streets and the
Maverick battles began and so on. But still, he prevailed. Anyone who really
needed his services knew where to find him, and anyone who became his target
died, plain and simple. No practical scanners could effeciently detect him, as
he never carried electronics unless neccissary, and he was in and out before
anyone knew the target was in danger. Naturally, this attracted more than a few
enemies as well, and a flatteringly high bounty. He lived off the money he had
earned and never slept in a room he rented. Living the unique "lifestyle" that
he did, neccessary though it was, it's not hard to believe he became more than a
little paranoid by nature.
The real turning point in his life was when he
went to a tournament on Arianna island (the one in the Gathering). He suddenly
had a near-break-down and broke into a sobbing fit while talking to two of his
(forced) teammates, spilling all of the above and completely losing his
composure. During the course of the rest of his stay, he continued to see-saw
his personality. Near the end, Tia finally got through to him and convinced him
that killing is wrong and forced him to learn compassion. The rest of the
tournament was an emotional nightmare for him as he tried to figure out what he
could do, since killing and death was all he had ever known but he could no
longer bring himself to kill in cold blood.
How did you arrive?:
Shipwrecked on the coast.
RE: Fantasy-ish Planning/OOC
AX hon...I'll read
it tomarrow
too much text makes Indis head hurt.
Well, if you know
Arthur, you can probably skip the example form ^_^;;
But yes, I over-plan
and over-complicate... it's a disease ;_;
obviously...but as you posted that I read it anyway now Im too tired and you have denied me the useage of indi-chan cuz shes been in Arianna like both times. eheh...fack.
Well... you can still use her if you want, but I just don't want to turn this into 'the Gathering one-month reunion' or whatever.
Hope not,I have
that planned for later
Name: Moore
Appearance: you know
it
Personality:ditto
Skills/abilities: ki and elemental
abilities
Weakness(es): has tried not to show what it
is
Weapons/Equipment: Kyuojin,desert eagle
History: long long and still
haven`t got it ready for posting
Anything else?: none
How did you arrive?:
same way he arrives in other places,using portals
Name:
Abyss
Appearance: Black armored, hawk helmet with a deep red visor.
Average height and build.
Personality: Secretive and
sarcastic.
Skills/abilities: High level of non-elemental magic,
anti-gravity (flight)
Weakness(es): Low Defense. Below average
hand-to-hand strength.
Weapons/Equipment: Gugnir Sniper Rifle, OICW
Techsystems Weapon (SMG and Assault Rifle)
History: As a freelance
sniper, Abyss had a good life with some very rich buyers. One mission proved to
be troublesome, as the target was the Dark Sorcerer. Before he could act, the
sorcerer sent him through a portal to the fantasy world.
How did you
arrive?: Vortex
Arrg. I've never
been good with this type of RP, NEVER. But.....I wanna give it a go, one last
time.
Form!
Name: Sting
Appearance: scaly green skin, dragonic
head, essentially a reptile furry (he's a walking contradiction). The bone on
his forearm continues out at the elbow, essentially a natural blade. Sharp
teeth. Wears a cloak with a hood. No shoes, has the standard fare Ostritch like
feet (but GREEN and thicker). Bright green eyes as well. No hair, of course.
Personality: Antisocial. Will eat a baby if he's hungry, or kill you if he
wants your shoes. Doesn't WEAR shoes, but that's beside the
point.
Skills/abilities: Scaling walls, tracking, killing things,
"convincing" people, some minor forest magics as well as a few illusionist
ones.
Weakness(es): Not well liked, can't trust others easily. Soothed by
music, and is put in an almost trance-like state by it most often.
Weapons/Equipment: His cloak and hood, collection of shrunken skulls on his
belt, a fairly long hooked dagger, and a diamond handled short sword which he, admittedly, stole from a
nobleman he happened upon.
History: Sting was originally from a land where
creatures like himself roamed the countryside, having evolved right alongside
humans, dwarves, elves, trolls, and any number of other creatures. His kind's
sentience was the result of magical runoff, however, and the humans could not
deal with their magical follies in a way that would be beneficial to all. The
humans, elves, and dwarves all sided against the Shrahil, the race of lizardmen.
The Shrahil took up arms with the Trolls, Orcs, and demons. A great war ensued,
and the elves banished many a Sharhil to other planes. Sting just happened to be
in the wrong place at the wrong time, and was banished. He was sent
here.
Anything else?: He doesn't LIKE being a rogue/ranger, keep in mind.
How did you arrive?: Through a hole in realities.
Here's hoping I
don't screw this one up too, eh?
EDIT: Here, at this site, check out the
banner thingy at the top. That's the type of head Stingy has, but GREEN.
Name:
Neo
Appearance: Think "Neo the Magic Swordsman" from Duel Monsters. I'll find
a picture if needed.
Personality: Quiet, contemplative,
polite.
Skills/abilities: Can use a variety of swords and is skilled in
elemental magic. Also knows some martial arts. Fairly strong. Agile. Endurance
is above average. Intelligence is above average.
Weakness(es): Values the
lives of others above his.
Weapons/Equipment: Broadsword, spells, a sack
that can be filled with whatever small items he may need on a journey. Sack is
currently filled with some food, a few healing herbs, some miscellanious magical
items and a black book.
History: Neo is a wanderer. He travels from dimension
to dimension in search of adventure. Upon arriving here he noted that he
couldn't leave. Besides the fact that the people here obviously needed help he
did not have the right ingredients to conjure up a portal.
Anything else: His
companion is a large eagle called Aristride. It breathes plasma.
How did you
arrive: Portal
Say 'ello to the
original Dace! (Actually just a slightly modified version... but eh. Still much
closer then anything you folks have seen.)
Name: Dace
Silverfire
Appearance: Say... about 6'2" with silver hair that would be about
3" on top/bangs and 2" sides/back. He has brown eyes and a fairly slim frame. He
is a varient of an elf in actuallity (which I will call... elufin for now).
Looking much the same, and having much the same physical stats, but with a
shorter life-span. Only about 130 on average, some living up to 145, or even
150. though not many. On standard he dresses in greys and browns, with a forest
green cloak. Oh. And he's fairly young. In appearance and
actuality.
Personality: He tends to be fairly impatient, and sometimes
demanding. And he generally cares about people, although he tries not to show
it. And as much as he hates to admit it, he has a deeply ground sense of
honor.
Skills/abilities: He has very good hearing as well as being able to
hear both above and below that of a human. He also has fairly good night vision.
And he excels at hunting, tracking, and combat. When he fights with either
blades or staff, it's more of a fast spinning dance. He can also sense powerfull
works of magic, and they tend to draw him like a moth to a fire. Which will
explain how he got here. He can also sense normal works of magic, and picks up
languages quickly. He can wield the silver fire of his clan/surname. It is not
precisely the same as magic, but akin to it. The 'fire' itself has more
substance than most fire, and is easily subject to Dace's control in heat,
speed, and shape. Ranging in temperature anywhere from Absolute Zero to 375
degrees.
Weakness(es): Weakness... hmm... lots of things about him could be
considered a weakness. His stubbornness for one. But he doesn't have any jarring
thing, because many of his positive attributes tend to be sort of double-edge
swords. And if he uses too much of his fire for too long he goes kind of... less
than sane...
Weapons/Equipment: Dual falcata and a steel bound staff that has a gripping hook at
one end. He is equally proficient with both.
History: Stuff. I writing a
story on it. But for now lets say he ran away from home and was taken in by a
mercenary. More stuff happened and he was on his own nad stuff. His best friend,
though he would never have let her know she was it, died. More stuff. He was
drawn to a magical flux. He appeared here.
Anything else?: Uhg. Maybe. I'm
not sure... I'll likely think of it later.
How did you arrive?: Transported?
Through magical flux.
Meh ya'll type too
mucccchz
Name: Saber
Appearance: White Baby Dragon. Spikes on her
back, spikey pointy tail to inject things into people.
Personality:Super
happy/hyper
Skills/abilities: Crayon Abilities. yup, red ones explode,
blue ones release water attacks, green have plant life, Rainbow ones...are a
myyystery. So on and so fourth. Can fly, can spit lasers up peoples behinds.
Pointy Tail can inject sleepy stuff, or hyper stuff.
Weakness(es): Loves
shiny things...LOVES it. And is never serious, always so god damned playful and
doesnt know the meaning of fear, unless it tries to kill
her.
Weapons/Equipment: See above
History: *shrug*
Anything
else?: I'm gonna try to play her the way I remember her.
How did you
arrive?:Was in Moores pack, (eating all his provisions)
Alright... I'm
kinda busy tonight, so give me another day and I promise I'll get this
started.
Oh, and I completely forgot to say this before (^_^;;), but if
one or two people want to be locals or summat, I can fill them in in PM or
summat.
Name: Peter
Streicher
Appearance: An average man at the end of his 20's, black Jeans and
a brown wildleather Jacket. His eyes are grey and empty, he usualy hides them
behind black sunglasses. He has long brown hair bound to a
ponytail.
Personality: Calm and patient, not very talkativ.
Skills/abilities: His eyesight left him Long ago, so he learned to see with
his mind. He "feels" the persons and creatures around him: Human Ki, magical
flows, robotic energy signals. This enables him to react to attacks very
quickly, he is able to cut a nearby fly in two halfes with deadly
precision.
Weakness(es): To do so he needs to stay calm and concentrated, if
he doesn't he is completly blind and has to rely on sound and smell. He will
never be able to see colours etc.
Weapons/Equipment: A shirasaya Sword, the
sword is hidden in the form of a wodden walking stick.
Picture
more Pictures
It is well crafted and able to cut through a
robots Armor, if wield right.
History: (Story summerized because of too much
text, I prefer to explain such things in the IFF anyway) He used to be a soldier
for a huge Corporations mercenary army, was betrayed to be replaced by the new
reploid soldiers. in the battle were he and his comrades were suposed to get
killed he lost his eyesight and was left for dead however, he was found by the
people of a nearby village who tought him how to see with his mind.
Anything
else?: He likes to play the helpless blind man to fool possible enemys
How
did you arrive?: *Shrugs* stranded on the coast? can't think of a better Idea
right now.
Alright, I just
want to get most of the people in before I do a real introduction.
Just
so you know for the introductions, the four major regions are the coast, a
forest, some plains, and the foot of a mountain range. There's a town/city by
each.
~e~
KS, I think you're a bit confused. The capital is named
Kandrona. The portal is called a gateway, a door, a portal, egress, whatever's
along those lines.
Yay. I finally made a second post. Now to figure out where all you people are. >.<
Handy-dandy guide
to kingdom of Jor-Ah. I can't remember if I mentioned this before, but it
borders mainland, but only at the Ghot mountain range, which noone has crossed.
coast - | plains/road + Yor Y
mountains ^ Ghot G Kandrona K
forest
# Odla O Ti-Nohd
T
----------/
/#####^
|+#O#+^
|+++++^
|Y+K++G^
|+++++^
\++T+++^
----------_^
Arthur,
his group, and (I assume) Dace are at Y, the beach. Abyss was at G, then flew
straight to K (while his finder took a quicker route). Pretty much everyone else
is lost in the forest and heading to O. Right now, the goal is to reach K and
either register (everyone besides Sting) or, I think, find lots and lots of
people to maim (Sting).
And me. whose goal
is to do anything except register.
<.<
>.>
Mwahahaha. Thanks for the mention. ^_~
Name: Janus
Grismare
Apperance: See attached image. Looks like a "Fighting Taoist"
as he says.
Personality: Calm, laid-back adittude towards many things.
Very officious at times, but only when he really wants to get under someone's
skin.
Skills/Abilities: Hamon Magic, magic of vibration pretty much,
makes things happen. Various styles of WuShu, to name a few, both Kusanagi and
Hakketsu-Style Kobojitsu, Hakkyokuseiken, Hakkyoku-Ken, Hung Gar, and Taijiquan
are a few.
Weaknesses: Hamon leaves him breathless if he doesn't pace
himself....that and women....you know their inherently evil
anyway.
Weapons/Equipment: Various odd devices, a feather fan, a
drying pole with surprise, and a bola.
History: He explains bits and
pieces of it during trips, fights, and when similar occurences happen to him
again.
Anything Else? : Loves to play Go, though he loses nine times
out of ten, when in full dress looks like more of a priest than anything
else.
How do you appear? : Walking and running.
Is my character coming on a bit too strong? I wanted to make use of the illusion magics as well as the forest ones, before I forgot he had them.
Yes. Though it's subtly too strong.
........meaning?
I don't think he
is, really. Remember, of my two main characters at the moment, either could kill
you before you blinked, but just don't feel like it 
And anyway, it's kind of entertaining to see how Sting and Laurel
get on each-others nerves. And if she's getting really irritating, then I'm
obviously portraying her correctly.
Actually, I'm
enjoying the needling on both sides. I was just a mite worried I was bothering
anyone with his attitude, I know it's not a very nice disposition he's
got.
Actually, competition between the two would be pretty
amusing.
They do seem to
have the same "let's-get-it-over-with" attitude, not to mention similar opinions
of humans, even if she's a bit more discreet about it
.
Hmm... since we're not very far into it yet... I think I'm going to edit my character a little more...
Name: Bobby
Blackbeard
Appearance: A man in his late twenties, black hair and a
frenchy mustache. He wears tattered pirate gear and has greasy
hair.
Personality: A true coward and a weasel. He's a theif but not a
good one.
Skills/abilities: He's a veteran pick pocket, but he always
gives himself completely away afterwards. He's very fast, running away people
his whole life, and extremely extremely lucky. He gets away quite often and by
all rights should be dead a billion times over.
Weakness(es):
Boastful, and snide. He's not a complete idiot but he can't help taunting
people. He may be very cowardly but he still has the nerve to get himself into a
lot of trouble before there's danger.
Weapons/Equipment: -A cutlass,
nothing special. -A mop, he's very good a mopping. -A magic ring that he happend
to steal by pure luck. He doesn't know what it does. -A couple
daggers.
History: A distant relative to the infamous pirate, the black
sheep of the family. He was a swabby on a ship until now.
Anything
else?: Maybe... I dunno.
How did you arrive?: He tried to
assasinate his Captain, but he was caught and forced to walk the plank. He
passed out in fear so they just tossed him overboard.
Ulukay, I don't think you understand how the doors work. It's basicly just a connection from one place to another. It's here on one side, and there on the other.
Woops, I'll fix it.
And Sanik, sorry, but I really can't think of a good way to introduce you in. You can just put in someone else to find Bobby if you want, but... ^_^;; I dunno...
I don't mean to
sound selfish but, what about me? I'm stuck in the administration building and I
don't know wth to do 
I'll just wander into town then, if that's okay.
Well... in case you can't tell, the thing with Dunvan is taking place in there. You could react to that.
Alright,
alright...
Could you guys hold off posting in more for a bit, while I
figure out WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON?!?!?
I'm sorry, but SANIK!
PLEASE STOP FUCKING WITH MY UNIVERSE! HOW THE FUCK DOES SOMEONE CRASH THROUGH A
RANDOM DOOR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FOREST AND LAND IN A LIBRARY ON AN UPPER LEVEL
OF A TOWER IN A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CITY!
(*>_<)
Hey AX, I was
thinking... and if you want, I could draw up an ACTUAL map, instead of that
thing you made. Or someone else could do it... but It might make things easier.
Somehow...
And I have no idea what's going on I might
add.
Nor I, Sokket. Nor
I. Which is why I'm so frelling pissed at them moment.
Cor, if I compile
a list of minor edits and posts to delete, do you think you could help me out
here, and we just start again back from there?
Well, it's not the
best map but maybe it'll help a bit until someone draws a real one.
ALRIGHT.
AX,
BREATHE.
I shall explain what is going on.
Sanik,
modify/clear the post. Y'need to work out your location there.
We are
in the town now. You fell through a trapdoor which was conveniently placed in
the tower, down to another place altogether.
I was under the
impression, however, that the trapdor room was just on the edge of town, which
was the forest town by the way, which was where Laurel took us, is it not? If
not, then it was near the middle town, as that's the only reasonable
possibility.
Now, is that sufficient?
Woah woah woah,
sorry!
Let me explain myself. I figured Cor smashed me against a tree,
right? Now this tree could, and probably is, in fact very tall, as Moore can
fly. Now this tree is also old and brittle, and moore is pissed, so he smashes
Bobby so hard the tree cracks and falls right over, throwing both parties
present off balance. As luck would have it, there is another tree nearby which
is also very tall, and Bobby gets his coat caught in the branch as he flies
through the air carried by Moore's momentum. I figured scince sting made it all
the way from in the tower to the forest in mere seconds, they would be very
close together. So this particular tree Bobby is hanging from is right beside
the said tower. I only added in the trap door so that Moore could get his money
back without kiling me. And again I assumed that sting was near the tower. It
was not clear to me that they were in different cities, again, I apologize for
this. I can edit my posts, but can you please tell me what I can and cannot do
then? It would be extremely helpful.
So, in short, don't hurt me! 
*stamps DNI on Sanik's forehead in big black
letters*
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