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Final Funender RPG
First off I'm not going to start it right off the bat. I want to see if anyone's going to join before I start- I don't want to waste my time ya know.
I have some ground rules before we start. This is actually the 'Take Two' of my previous RP. I'm starting over and am beefing up the rules some because my last one "Brumos Slayers" was raped to hell and back by a 'n00b' who influenced anouther to go along with his crap. Sorry if that sounds elitist, usualy I'm not that way, but it was the most horrendous RPing I've ever seen and killed my spirit of RPing here for a while.
First off I'm looking for Literate RPers who take RPing seriously and don't do it to mess around an earn gil for the post. That is the reason behind why I want you guys to PM me your Character Profile before I give you the ok. It not only tells me about your fictional character, but it will help me gauge how serious and dedicated you are by how much work you put behind your character.
The next major rule is this is an RPG based off of Funender's Final Fanasy RPG. So use your class and level in the RPG! However I am fond of creativity and flexibility so be my guest to personalize your character, just as long you are on the lines of your class and level in the Final Fantasy. Like be my guest to be any humanoid creature, I'll more than except it if you have a 'furry' character and make them half human like lizardman, werewolf or centaur- just as long as you don't godmod!
By act your level I mean limit yourself, if you are only level 5, don't act like you are a master of the battlefield. Have some combat know how based off your class, but gauge it! Again don't godmod!
Here's what I'm looking for in your profile, and remember- PM it to me:
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Name-
Gender-
Age-
Race-
Class-
Eyes-
Hair-
Height-
Weight-
Equipment-
Appearance-
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Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:51 pm |
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Username- Xenoturian
Name- Aleihr Hawk
Gender- Male
Age- 21
Race- Draconian
Class- Hero
Eyes- Goldenrod
Hair- Auburn
Height- 7'0
Weight- 220 lbs
Known Spells- Hell Blaze
Appearance and Gear- Sir Hawk is a draconian who has four black horns on his head, as well as black crest that runs down the middle of his snout and also make up his eyebrows. Having experienced a good bit of combat and being one to keep in shape, Aleihr has a athletic- muscle tonning but not so much as to restrict his movements. His scales are crimson red, and running from his chin to the tip of his tail is bronze colored, leathery skids.
He wears a dark-blue colored steel gothic plate armor with black accents. Underneath he wears a white arming jacket which also has a black chain mail skirt, collar, and sleeves attached. He also wears white arming breeches on his legs underneath On his head he wears dark blue Norman helm with a black steel mask custom made to fit his draconic head. He also has a small shield piece on his left bracer.
And on the right side of his belt he carries a blade classified as a scramasax, which was a Norse breed of blade. This particular one has been passed down the Hawk line for generations, called The Protector's Fang. As the name suggests its intended for the hero of each Hawk generation to use to help defend the innocent with.
History- Aleihr is simply a Norse bred draconian who has lived an average life and enlisted into the Army of Ender as a Swordsman when he was 19, and was just recently promoted to Hero a little while after turning 21.
Some tend to call him a 'Dark Knight' and even 'DracoDemon' due to the colors of his scales and armor. And though he likes to help people out whenever he can and trys to show mannors, he can tend to show the thrill for battle and bloodshed that his ancestors the Vikings shared.
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Fri Oct 13, 2006 10:11 pm |
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Sorry I didn't state this before, but you can have your own custom gear. I just ask its feezable to your level. For an example, I don't care, I just don't see a lvl 1 using a Buster Sword. (I didn't get any profiles like that yet, I'm just giving an example)
Username- endnekind
Name- Velocity LaFaye
Gender- Female
Age- 16
Race- Human
Class- Swordswoman
Eyes- Left: Blue Right: Red
Hair- Long, Blonde
Height- 5'9"
Weight- 100lbs
Equipment- Bronze Dagger, armor
Appearance- Her eyes seem to give her a sense of wonder, however, she appears very weak and frail. Her hands are still soft from lack of battle and her feet are tender from lack of marching.
History- Born and raised in riches she was never expected to have to do a hard day's work, but just recently, by the hand of some money hungry merchant who found a way to steal away her family's riches, her family became poor instantly. Even worse, when they couldn't pay a gang of theives who were trying to mug them , Velocity's mother and father were killed. In order to find a way to protect herself and make some amount of money, Velocity decided to become a swordswoman and used much of the remaining gil that her family had to its name to back this operation.
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Sun Oct 15, 2006 1:16 pm |
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Anouther good profile, Acadian is in as well. Alright guys, I should be starting later today if I have the time which I believe I should.
Username- Acadian
Name- Daniel Lionheart
Gender- Male
Age- 18
Race- Human
Class- Hero
Eyes- blue
Hair- black
Height- 5'9"
Weight- 175lbs
Equipment- His father's old sword
Appearance- Wears a black shortsleeve jacket, white t-shirt, black pants, slightly tanned skin, wears his mother's twin crosses around his neck.
History- Orphaned at the age of eight, none of the orphanages would take him in, since they believe that his parents' deaths would follow him into them. A very kind hearted woman took Daniel in soon after his parents' deaths, and he lived with her until he turned twelve. His village was raided soon after his twelfth birthday, and the woman was killed in the assault. Daniel got away safely, having nothing left to him but his father's sword, his mother's crosses, and the clothes on his back.
He drifted from town to town in the later years, always moving on before another crisis would pop up, not wanting to chance it being unable to help once again, as he saw the case of his parents' deaths and the raiding of his village. He never gets close to anyone, giving off a cold, antisocial personality, when he's actually quite nice inside.
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Sun Oct 15, 2006 6:23 pm |
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It was an average day in the city of Ingram, the sky was bright but adorned with clouds, and the streets carried many folk walking about going about there buziness. And like any other, to say this city was a utopia would be a bold faced lie and the poeple of the city faced challenges in life.
Heck, it wasn't very rare for a thief or two to comit a crime, be it a pick pocketing, mugging, a hiest, ect. But there were also many who made honest livings like the Domestic Security Forces which was the armed police who would catch those thieves.
Aleihr Hawk was classified as a Hero, a traveling swordsman who would find justifiable ways of earning a good pay through fighting and bloodshed. Many tended to consider him a Dark Knight due to the combination of dark blue armor and red scales with his love for battle. But he was rather polite most of the time besides his craving for painting the ground wioth blood.
Yes Aleihr was a draconian a dragonman in otherwords, which often got him some looks of curiousity and wonder, as well as fear and suspicion.
Why he was there was he was looking for leads on a legandary sword he has heard of, one that is particular about who it lets weild it, its name was then Runakawn. Not to mention find some work to keep his money in good condition to live on and keep his equipment in check.
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Mon Oct 16, 2006 5:30 pm |
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In the darkest section of Ingram where theives and pocketpickers work, where the slightest hint of money was a death sentence for the person with it and a jackpot for the theif, walked Velocity.
Seeing her surroundings she wonders how she got to such a dark looking town, when just the other day she had been traveling in search of work and had killed a frog along the path, after some effort of trying to keep up with it, and used its eyeball along with some strange berries to paint her nails pink, a luxury that she hadn't had since she was rich, which was said to have cost a great deal of money, especially since to do it without the eye of some animal or even the essence of its eye, one had to hire a wizard to make special paints. She remembered approaching a city and ,OH, YEAH!, she had been hit on the head by some person rushing out of the city. That must be why her memory was fuzzy. She didn't ask which city she was in because she didn't wish to seem stupid and downgrade her services. So here she is, walking past obvious theives and pickpockets, the pickpockets looking at her in hope as they walk towards her, then in disgust as they walk past.
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Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:00 pm |
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Daniel walked the lonely streets of Ingram. They were full of thieves and thugs, but that's not what was meant by it being lonely. He was truly alone, surrounded on all sides by people who would cut his throat should they get the chance. True loneliness is being in the crowd of people, but now one recognizes you as anything mroe than a payday. He kept on walking, enjoying the thought of leaving this dreadful part of the city. He was merely passing by on his way to the next town over.
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Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:17 pm |
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As Velocity walked she noticed that the buildings up ahead looked more richly furnished and the thugs of the street that she was about to leave were soon to be replaced by an enforcement squad of some sort, but before she could gain the relief of the protected area, she was dragged into a dark ally by some strong thug.
In the darkness she couldn't see his face and she became very afraid. "Who are you?",she asked. Instead of answering the man pulled out a knife and pointed it at Velocity, also holding out his hand expecting money. "I have no money, honestly",says Velocity. "Too bad for you then, I will just have to kill you",says the thug. Velocity fumbles for her bronze dagger while dodging a stab from the thug. When she gets the dagger, she begins slashing back. She parries his blow and he parries hers, they seem to be on the same level of strength, so to speak. Velocity then puts some extra effort into her attack and knocks the thug's dagger away. Just then, a few more thugs come from the dark ally and back the first one up. They easily knock her dagger from her hand, which she dives for and grabs it, but being on the ground, she is in a grim prediciment. She yells, "HELP!"
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OOC: Keep in mind that I won't adress your characters by their names untill my character knows them. I may know them, but Aleihr needs to observe them for him himself to know them just as he would in real life.
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Aleihr started to walk southward in the troubled city, down to the southside where the most crime is seen. He had a bad feeling as he looked up at the sun to tell the time, it was going on 5:00 PM, the afternoon is coming to an end, evening is coming. And what was worse was that it was a Friday. Fridays from evening-to-dawn was consitered Primetime for thieves, because that's when everyone was going home from their honest jobs with hard-earned money.
But it doesn't matter how little they make, if their is money on you- chances are if you're not carefull it won't be yours to do feed yourself and/or your family for very long. It was for this reason that the government began producing paper currancy and invented folding wallets to carry the money in. This way you arn't targeted as easily, and your money consealed better. Sometimes this works, but other times it backfires and provokes random muggings.
He kept going towards the crime-ridden territory, but carefull about the vibes he gave off. The hero may have been decently versed in the art of combat, but he was still very mortal. One-on-one he could most likely take them easily, but would be easy for them to kill him if they were to organize themselves and strike as a gang.
The draconian came across a young man who seemed to be alittle younger than him, yet much stronger (Acadian). Aleihr stopped and examined his eyes and his posture, for a few seconds...his heart sung for this individual. He seemed rather downbeat, like something was missing.
Aleihr didn't want to make too much chatter, wanting to go deeper into the thug territory. It wasn't rare that the draconic hero would act as a backseat DSF troop and helped those in need whenever he could. He spoke in a low vioce, "Hello sir. My name is Aleihr Hawk. This is some rough territory you are in, but you look like you can handle yourself. I'm going in to see if there are any folk who need some help, you want to come with? I could use the backup."
Suddenly he heard a woman cry for help, looking to an ally to his left where it came from, he rushed in. He found himself in an intersection of ally ways and look to his right and saw the damsile in destress on the ground, a bandit was infront of her dagger drawn, "Not friggen suprising!", he growled as he charaged forward drawing his blade.
Before the bandit could plung his dagger into the woman, Aleihr stopped infront of her with a large swipe of his scramasax. As he hoped the bandit quickly leaped back out of the way to dodge the slash. The bandit called out, "Hey we got a Hero over here!"
Aleihr cursed as he quickly swiped his thick tail for the bandit's shins knocking him down. Seeing him down, the draconic dark-armor clad hero quickly jammed his blade into the thug's stomach. Gasping for air as blood began to leek out from his abdoment, he soon laid lifless.
Readying himself for a possible battle, he dipped down searching the body. He found a bronze dagger and handed it to the woman, "I believe this belongs to you." then took the dagger the bandit was using and belted it. He also found a boot punch-knife on him and slipped it into his leather steel rienforced greaves.
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Tue Oct 17, 2006 5:40 am |
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"Help people? Not my style..." Daniel sighed as Aleihr walked away towards the cry. Daniel walked in the same direction at a normal pace, not really caring what was going to happen, but wondering if he should try and help out. A few thugs followed him into the alley. He sighed, seeing as both sides of the alley were sealed off, and drew hsi sword, "I guess I'm helping you... Just stay out of my way."
As the thugs closed in, daggers, knives, chains at the ready, Daniel backflipped into the crowd behind him, taking down one on landing by luck. A thug used his chain to grab Daniel's sword and pull it from his hands, so he was forced to fight bare handed. He began to fight off the enclosing thugs.
"Argh..." Daniel kneeled on the ground after a thugs cut through his leg, "Back off..."
Daniel slammed his fist into the ground, sending the thugs flying back a few feet. It didn't do much to harm them, but it allowed him to grab his sword and ready himself for the next time they came to attack him. Before continuing, he walked over to the woman.
"Out in the open, you're not safe," Daniel helped her to her feet, "Hide somewhere until this blows over, unless you want to fight."
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hey i will join just give me a while to post my character
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(OOC: You can't post a character, you have to PM one to Xenoturian. And you shouldn't have posted that you were going to anyway)
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Velocity was suprised to find that two heros had come to her aid. When she finds that they will let her run off she nearly decides to do so, but then she grabs hold of her dagger and says,"I must fight. If I am ever to get better, I have to try. I am not a rich little girl who can buy anyone's help anymore, I am a swordswoman now."
She takes an ameteur defensive stance and begins to fight again, this time with a great deal of determination, holding off a mariginally weak looking theif. They spar it out, dagger to dagger, and in the heat of the battle Velocity was thinking of her father and mother being killed by theives. She becomes enraged and slashes angrily, scaring the theif a bit, but he quickly snaps out of it. Their blades both clash and make a spark.
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Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:41 pm |
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"Enthusiastic, aren't you?" Daniel stabs his sword behind him, taking down an approaching enemy. Two closed in on his sides, and he began to go fully defensive, parrying and dodging their attacks.
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(OOC: PM me your character profile, Dansi.)
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As Daniel goes on the defensive, Aleihr went on the offsive and swung his blade to a thug who parried the attack with a club. After trying anouth swipe to falsly telegraph his attack, he quickly made a thrust to his heart killing of the thug.
"I don't know if going out in the open would be a good idea, they might have snipers set up to pick us off if we try to run. If we hold out the DSF may pick up on the activity and help us out of this mess."
Anouther small group began to come their way from his side, the draconian Dark Hero wanted to scortch them with a Hell Blaze spell, but there were buildings nearby and he didn't want to risk catching them on fire. It would not only be harmfull for any innocent peoples in them, but it could be dangerous for him and his allies as well.
Reaching down for the dagger he pocketed he drew it to use it as a left-handed weapon. A bandit came at him with a shortsword thrusting it for Aleihr, who knock the attack to the sidewith his own shortblade and followed up with a counter attack with a thrust of his dagger to the bandit's thoat. The thug dodged the stab and returned a slash, which made impact but only made a light scrach on the front of his steel breast-plate.
Finaly Aleihr kneed him in the stomach which kocked the wind out of him, smashed his blade's pommel into the thug's nose at the right angle and with enough force to break the cartilage plate and shove it into his brain. Bleeding crimson heavily from the wound, the bandit fell lifelessly to the ground.
Meanwhile in the same sector the Heros can here the distant cracking of gun fire, some of them seemed to be single-shots while others where bursts of automatic fire, "Holy hell! I think the DSF sent in RoboKnights!"
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Wed Oct 18, 2006 4:28 pm |
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"Then I guess there's no need to worry about dying..." Daniel grinned and switched to offensive, throwing the attacking thugs off balance. He slammed them into a wall with two kicks, spinning once with sword held out. They fellt ot he ground, lifeless. Daniel jumped at and kicked off the wall, flying towards some retreating thugs. Thre more down. He decided to let the rest go, and his adrenaline level lowered. The pain in his leg flared up again, and he knelt down to tend to it, "Al'len."
The wound closed, though its sting was still there. Weak from the bloodloss, Daniel stood up and looked at the retreating thugs. He looked over his shoulder at his two 'comrades' who were still locked in battle.
"They're fine..." Daniel sighed and walked down the alleyway into the street, limping slightly. He didn't want to be there if anything bad happened, since he didn't want to feel responsible.
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