Monstrous

Feel the need to play out fantasies and play with other members on the boards? Come one in! This thread is for us members to chill out and get out our 'monstrous' side and be as evil or as pure as one wishes. You may stick to one main character, or make minor characters to add to the plot and fill in the holes for a story line. Play with all the members, or branch off with another member to create another story. (But it must be similar to the plot to us and can't suddenly be on a spaceship when you were in a forest...)

~Plot~

In the Darkwood are many things, beast and spirits that you may have only seen in your dreams, large and dark lakes, tall trees with black bark and dark leaves, and much magic. The ruler of this land is the Dark Lord, Moriya who wishes to cover the land in darkness. What will you find in the Blackened Wood? Will you find friendship? Adventure? Or death?
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Okay, here is where you make your characters.
This is Tom's template from the rules.

Name:
Age:
Magic Rune:
Side:
Background:
Appearance:
History:

Name: Moriya

Age: Was 42 when human, spirit that lives inside him is as ancient as time and space.

Magic Rune/symbol: A red M with two black vertical lines to the sides, three black horizontal lines on the bottom, a black
triangle pointing down, and a yellow background shaped in a circle.

Side: His own (Palayrian, Sletherian Family Clan)

Background: Half human/half Old One

Appearence: A tall, apposing figure wearing a black cloak, iron boots and gloves, a dark purple mask with three 'horned' tips on the top that hides his entire face except for his mouth which is fanged and yellow toothed, his skin is blood read, and you cannot see his eyes, which only appear as dark holes in the mask.

History: Once one of the King of Kwazar's most trusted men, he began to crave power and was possessed by a Old One spirit in which he became a Poisoned Mouth. He killed the king and became the Dark Lord of the Darkwood. He then began to murder people from around the world and the race of men began to loose all hope. The adopted father of Mordred who taught him the ways of the sword and told him to kill Arthur. The only place that still resisted him was Kwazar, so he sent his army of darkness to destroy the palace and capital in order to seize control of all the land. He was killed by the Sir Victor Jones the I, son of the king during the final battle atop the castle. His spirit remains in the dream realm where he takes warriors to amuse him and to fight him, waiting for the day he can go back to the physical realm.


Feel free to join anytime, I'm bored and want to have some fun in an educated sort of way, all rules apply that Tom has set down on the boards.

First off, make your characters. When one person makes a character, I'll start.

Name: Phantom X
Age: 189
Magic Rune: Silver X with black aroung it
Side: The Order of the Phantom
Background: Mage. Was raised by the Phantoms before him. Phantom studied under his father and grew up to become a general in the order. When his father dies in combat, X stepped up and became the new leader of The Order. The Order is now starting to rise into power and will soon be demolished.
Appearance: Avatar

Name: Shadow Darkfeather

Age: as old as you want me to be, baby

Magic Rune: U with an umlat, silver lettering with pearl black background

Side: House of Dardledrageth Shadow Guard

Background: same as history

Appearance:I have more characteristics of human than that of the dark elves. Being as tall as humans and white skin, I can easily fit into any crowd of humans but my pointed ears and shimmering eyes could give me away to the keen Light Elves.

History: Being born of a human mother and a Drow Mage as a father, My favorite weapon is the Mosin-Nagant bolt-action rifle, which is plentiful in areas which my lord deploys my squadron. I am destined to fight the light elves until my elongated life is estiguished. I can also cast some basic spells but none as good as my full-blooded bretheren. As a child, I was outcasted and had to join the Dark Corps due to rising racial elf tensions. Fighting my way to the top, I was transferred to the Shadow Guard, an elite group of dark elves who infiltrate human facilities to "borrow" weapons and supplies. As a teen, in order to prove my loyalty to the cause, I was drugged and left in the Underdark. In order to pass this test, all I had to do was find my way out, which I eventually did after 3 weeks.

Name:Hito-kiri.
True name: *lost* because of a curse.
Biological Age: 18
Actual age: 4000
Crest:a sihllouet of a warrior wielding twin swords of light and dark.
Side: currently none. depends on his mood.


History:A warrior who came from a world separated from all others, trapped in a dimensional nexus.
He was a great warrior in a world that had nothing  but the fight. a world where each thought was given to the battle,the fight , the kill, and above all honor.
..................................well it should have been, anyway. too bad it never goes the way you want it to.

The world was

a state of strict unspoken laws and heavy punishments. where fortune favored those in power. and the weak suffered. the populace lazy. the ones that worked were closed minded. the ones privillaged lived hedonistic lifestyles that split thier meager fortunes asunder.

where of desire and blood. of lust and fury..... of magic trapped by belief . the mind.where religion was supposed to empower the people against the state, but instead it controled both. and pit them against each other. damming and condemming every thing that threatend it.(sound familiar?)


Son of a warlord, who in his younger years, was known as a great leader, whos charisma and feirocity in battle and connections within the army proved a great asset to all who stood with him and a great threat to those that opposed him and his traitor brother.

~tale of the father~
a family conflict later occured. his family was splt. he lost almost everything, he was torn lost and betrayed...... he then discoverd  some of his old friends were poisoning themselves.

So he threw himself back to his family's
 
 fortunatly he now had more important things to do, than kill everything that moves.
Instead of taking life. he preserved it and nourished it . as he did with his family.  and
with others who served under him still served him.

~tale of the son~(this is my character bio)
As a young boy his life was idyllic at best and chaotic and painful at worst. Surrounded by all th comforts of life he was never found wanting. his desire was  nothing more that to be like the heros of legend.(add to that ALOT of anime' and cartoon heros.)
as a result he was intensely unpredictable in a scuffle....... but way too slow and weak to b a threat.

He was trained from birth. not to fight but to be a leader......... it would be wise to say that despite his genetics and lessons and his ability to make friends rather easily....... he was a failure. at this.

His life was rather eventful as although he was born sickly, he had a warriors spirit.......... but he was also the layziest bastard you'd probably find.

it was like everything he did was meant for greatness.......... only to fall. despite this he had fun........ and quite possibly he was the only one... as his teachers and friends soon grew tired of his endless deams and questions and reckless actions.....

and as stupid this boy's life was he endeared himself to a lot of people and made a general nuisance of him self..........
He had no aspirations save one. he loved some one, from the day of his birth the signs formed through out his life seemed to point that destiny favored thier union...... sadly it went the way of his other endeavors and sank. for she loved another.

and as kind of heart and pure of soul as he, he tried to give her up...... averting his gaze whenever they met, behaving himself. trying to blend in, despite the fact she sent his heart and mind racing and his will disolve ...... just so he wouldn't have to be looked upon by her. (pussy....)

he then came of age....... his sickness struck one last time.
his love, she visited upon him as a friend and anounced that she has promised herself to another...... in an attempt to cheer him up.
Perhaps she knew his secret desire for her and sought to end it. perhaps she relly was just visiting. he would never know

He was devasted and hurt....... she who made him feel the madness and passion of love.............. he cursed himself and his cowardice. his stupidity.... he spent the night contemplating his actions, his life.

for the first time in his life he spent his energy thinking.......... tired, and accepting of the  consequenses of all his actions. that happen to have made thier home in his soul. he threw everthing into the nothingness....
in this nothingness he  achived a deep gnosis...... as  he lay there. unmoving and unheard. his deepest wish was made known to all....of the spirits and nature.

his wish was to be nevermore. his will was still strong though.... all the stagnant magic that the world had built powering the well of nothingness his wish had made...

the two fought. his blazing will, which all the dissapointments he had made light of vs. the well of magic and sorrow and depression that had collected in his world........

against all ods. his screwed up desire to win... did just that..... it won......... but at what cost?

his well of nothingness was not just his anymore. it was his world's. the magic, unrestrained and uncontroled messed with everyting............


Eventually. it reached a conclusion...... the magic, the sorrow, the depression it swallowed everything but the boy....... it then collapsed unto the boy.

the "gods" of this world separated from the rest were both shocked and horrified with this turn of events. the majority wished to stop it. but thier leader. the wisest and oldest. gave them pause and said.

" tis the chance we have asked for.  as our world and our people are within him. we may use this to escape this vile prison! this hollow pace between worlds. away from the rest.

You have seen the worlds affar. where the dominion of others stretch far and wide. We shall find ourselves a home. and we shall create our peoples once again. and this time we shall not fail. we shall not let this monstrosity of a world occur again.
and we shall once again find the fight. the meaning of all of this, the eternal stuggle.


And so it was . the gods stablized the boy. and gave this prison of the world gift upon gift upon gift.
Gift of strength, gift of wisdom, gift of patience, gifts of all kinds, of pain, sorrow and punishment, of hope, light and purity,.
of oppening, of closing, ..............all of these were given to an unworthy last hope of a forgotten parthenon of gods.
and then sent him on his way.


Unfortunatly. his luck was still as farked up as ever...(yep comedy source of destiny.+ powers= one screwed up road trip)
And only a needle point of the gifts could be accesed by the boy/man/demi-god/prison.

And to make matters worse. his name would be taken by the first person who he meet in the first sub-world this boy enters........


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Appearance right now: light grey pair o' cargo shorts, a grey tight muscle shirt, and a pair of rubber slippers.

Black hair, cross-frame birthmark framing eyes, nose and mouth. and eyes that have the same birthmark inside giving him the look of a blind man.

 6,1 semi light medium frame. semi-well muscled. a crew cut that was permitted to grow way too much and now looks like a bowl cut.

High cheekbones, perfectly formed nose......... thats it.


Character done/..........

Name: Silver
Age:unknown
Magic Rune: A silver Spear with a halo around it
Side: A ancient society of entities each who watch over multiple dimensions and worlds.
Background:Silver is one of many puppet masters who work behind the scenes in all planes of existence to ensure all things go according to plan. what the plan is is unknown.
Appearance: a tall strong paladin looking type. with gold eyes, and short silver hair. he doesent need much armor so he wears light DRAGON plates and carries a holy spear made entirely out of an enchanted silver.
History: unknown

Name: Edward Talbain

Age: 19 (appears to be around 13)

Magic Rune: a winged fox in front of a cresent moon

Side: Neutral

Background: Born to a human mother and a were father, self trained in the arts of Muay Boran and cat burglary.

Appearance:
Human appearance: 4' 11", 140 lbs, broad hipped, thick legged, small hands and feet, very pale, short fluffy auburn hair, and shockingly vivid silver-blue eyes. Normally seen with a stern look on her face. Wears red plaid short-shorts, knee-high tube socks, black and white skate shoes with orange laces, a black tank top, an olive drab army coat, and a studded black leather collar.

Transformed therian appearance: 6' 4", 180 lbs, thick soft auburn fur covers most of her body, short black and auburn striped tail, black fur over her hands, feet, across her eyes, and over her ears.

History: Born in the south on a small island to a young couple, Edward was known to be gifted from an early age. Soon her parents discovered that the city was a dangerous place and moved north. Out of habit they ended up on another small island, though this one was much less populated.  She began talking at the tender age of 6 months and began walking around the same time. She first learned to read at age 2 and hasn't stopped her mad-dash quest for knowledge ever since. Now that she has reached adulthood, her thirst for knowledge is only paralleled by her hunger for the carnal pleasures of the world.(Sex, caffeine, nicotine, and hallucinogens being her substances of choice.) Her personality is very overbearing and she has a tendency to be a bossy know-it-all when she is sober. When she is high her personality does a jekyl/hyde flip and she becomes a squeaky voiced, happy-go-lucky, bouncy person who is very scatterbrained. Edward is a procyon lotor therian, so as to say, she is a raccoon were. She is very strong, about 7 times stronger than the average man, and very agile. Due to being raised on a small, wooded northern island, she learned at a young age to hunt and fish and is very skilled with all manner of fire arms.

Please people!!!!! join in!!!!!!!!!!!! we need to have at least 2 more before we can make a functional RP................. pwease!!!!!!!! :cry:


ok what ever then. i'll just start.

I've taken the initiative (and the time) Kitsune, to highlight, in bold, the inconsistencies in your description here. Please fix them or at least explain them sufficiently so that they make sense to the more logically and orderly minded psychopaths among us.

It's simple, really... *twitches slightly* I'm called Edward IRL. I'm female. I use Edward as my RP name and I'm not going to change it.

Ok, ok. Sheesh, don't get all sensitive. It's not every day you meet a boy named Sue, or a girl named Edward for that matter...

Sorry about the snappishness, Moloch. Life's been hard for me lately with all the weirdness.  :focus:

Alright. now that thats  done.......... how about we get started on our charachter's prolouges.........

cause it doesn't look like any one's gonna join in soon.

Name: Vince
status: lone were
age: lost count at 16000 (he's immortal)
gender: male
location: anywhere he wants (he's a nomad)
current location: the philippines (the first [and hopefully not the only] were in a tropical south east asian country)
measurements: 5'8" in human form, 9'1" when shifted; 68 kilos in human form, 170 kilos when shifted
diet: mostly meat
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there.... :-D

Here you all go... MY character!

Name: Nightshade
Status: Not known
Age: Uncertain, early to mid-twenties.
Location: No set focal point to correspond with. (See weapons and such in the full bio below, and give it some thought.)
Current Location: Also Unknown
Height: 6' 5"
Weight: 290 lbs.

Nightshade

Character Bio:
Born a mortal in the normal way and christened Samuel Hahcheck; Nightshade consistently chooses to do wrong throughout his young life. In his late teens he is wrongly convicted of murdering a girl who refused to go out with him. Labeled as a sociopath with psychotic tendencies, the wrongful conviction burns away the last vestiges of his humanity. Foreswearing all allegiances to any Law, he becomes a truly chaotic person. Following through on whims and committing acts so atrocious that even the Devil himself is sickened.

During what should have been a routine prison transport to a new, more secure camp; Samuel is removed from custody by a group claiming to be demons proud of his service to their cause. Soon after this, he is left to his own devices in an abandoned, burnt out hulk of a church. While scavenging wood for a fire he comes across an ornate ebony box. Contained therein are the gauntlets known as “Satan’s Malevolence”.

Now going by the sobriquet – Nightshade; Samuel is determined to exact justice for himself as well as any and all others for whom Justice turned a blind eye. Even if this means he must kill both God and the Devil to do so.


Satan’s Malevolence



A pair of black and cobalt chain mail gauntlets with solid metal fingertips jointed for movement. Each finger and thumb has a raptor claw style blade in the tip which is razor sharp.

Backstory:

Satan’s Malevolence was created by Satan himself for use in the Mortal Realm. They were meant to be worn by demonic operatives or the mortals who assist them in the Devil’s fight against the light. Lost to mortal hands for nearly a millennia ; they have been found again by someone both willing and able to wield their awesome powers for Darkness.

Information:
The gauntlets can only be worn by a Chaos aligned character and are themselves chaotic in nature. While there is a core group of attributes, additional attributes may or may not manifest with each change of hands. Changing of hands from one player to another does not guarantee that the gauntlets will work for the new owner, they may become inert for the new player, thus rendering them useless to that person. Depending upon the experience level of the wielder of the gauntlets; the wearer may not command the full range of capabilities.

Core Attributes:
Capable of slicing through the fabric of the Realm of Light itself to open doorways to Other Realms – places forgotten to both angels and demons alike. These places are remembered only by God and Satan themselves, and neither speaks much about the home they were banished from.

Capable of slicing through all solid forms of matter with ease. The gauntlets themselves are INDESTRUCTABLE.

Capable of Teleporting a short distance; up to one mile. Player has no control over the distance traveled – the gauntlets themselves decide this aspect. That being said, this aspect like as not will NOT be to the player’s advantage and may in fact be to their DISadvantage.

Disarming:
This is exactly what it sounds like in this case. To disarm a character wearing this weapon, you must remove their hands from their body. The gauntlets fuse to the flesh of the wearer, making it impossible for them to remove them even if they wanted to do so. The only exception to this is in the case of those for whom the gauntlets never manifest any power, instead remaining inert.



Hellsong


A short sword made of an unknown alloy. It is for all appearances a mundane short sword with a seemingly gothic styled handle and metallic sheath. Approximate length is 24 inches. It is an ARTIFACT.

Backstory: History – UNKNOWN.

Information: Currently nothing is known of this artifact.

Core Attributes; N/A

Disarming: No known way to disarm.

so you're the human form of satan?....... :-D

More or less. Probably more.

Well... I want to get this RP going... So I'm gonna start.

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Edward walks slowly and cautiously along the beaten path, listening to the sounds of the forest.

"This isn't as scary as everyone said it would be... I think I'll get on just fine out here."

k, then i'll start with how i lost my name.


~NoW&Here~
*After being transported away from the realm of my gods, i awaken in a techno-looking forest decorated with glowing veins of energy running through everything,  *

???:where am i? ........ Dang what did i drink?

Unknown  creeky ancient voce: WHO DARES TRESPASS ON MY World!????

???: ........ that can't be good.

*an old tall guy dressed in a hawaiian shirt and pink sandals walks out from a door?*

???: that wasn't there b4.......

Old guy: WHO ARE YOU TO DESECRATE MY HOME WITH YOUR PRESSENCE?????

???: I will not give my name to a stranger...... its the principle of the thing. You wouldn;t happen to know how to get out of here do you
* i ask while half ignoring the old freak*

izakubom: yYou whelp?!!!!! you dare speak to me like that? i the great izakubom!!!!!!

???: Never heard of you......*i dead pan*

IZB: Then let no one hear your name till the time you learn respect for your hosts boy! I cast this curse upon yee!!!
* Nothing looks like it happend but there is a slight pressure in the air.......... i pass it off as a need to got o the bath room*


???:....... and poof? well if you could point me to the way out. i shall "desecrate your home" no longer.

IZB: ......... Youll learn. * snaps his fingers and a portal appears behind me*
Here, you'll need this.*a pocket watch thingy levitates in front of me and i snatch it.*
now GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

* the word of power blasts me away and i fall into the portal..... i then fall through what seems to be a tunnel system of lights and fire, disembodied pools float around and show sceens of wars, kisses, and feasts....... after the entenity of a second, i fall into one of these pools, i find my self facing the ground of a dirt path and strangly......... going up?*



???: WHAt THE FU>! *i was cut short by  a tree branch ending my premature flight and reintroducing me to mr. gravity. then the dirt road*

???: I........... Hate................ Pink ........... sandals............

*strangely unharmed with nothing bruised but my dignity,, i pick myself up the ground and just for the heck of it................ kick a tree and curse up a storm., scarring a squrriel causing it to drop its acorn and maul me............ (normally a person would have no problem with a squirrel, but an emotionaly strained visitor from another world would freak*)

???; 0_o?????? AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Get it off Get it off! Geitoff* i run around screaming my ass off picking up speed and tripping over a rock and launching myself into a trajectory that would carry me into  bush in miss edward's vicinity*



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ITEMS: IBZ's pocket watch: a device given by an old wizard who considers himself more powerful than a god....... which he is.
It contains many powers and keeps time perfectly.
aside from that it may translate any language that its owner hears........... it just displays it self on the watch......
It keeps its owners safe from the primal powers that exists between dimentions and outside powers
And it reinforces the magic cast by IZB. by a factor of 180x(which is unneeded because the old guy can do overkill by raising his eyebrow in surprise. w/o consentrating)

It also never gets lost or left behind, stolen.........etc(anything bad. you can use it to block a nuke a millon times and it would be just like new...... you'd still get hit though.)

Curses: Unnamed:(seriously): it does what it says. takes away your current given name.
Anyone that has this curse cast upon them, may remember thier names and tell people. and inscribe it into stuff........ its just  that no one remembers....

Therefore unless you have a title. you shall be known as, "that guy/girl", dude, sir, and other general names


Its also a bitch when you want to eat at a fancy reastauraunt....... you can never get a reservation.
 
when enhanced by the watch, it also makes describing you impossible. and people can only remember you when your staring them right in the face........ those that wish to ignore you have thier jobs cut out for them.


People:
Izakubom; Wizard powerful enough to  make zeus, odin , death, and a few others squirm with his pressence.....

With his power, youd think that he is this crazy psyco wantin to rule the universe(ses). Fortunately, he stays in a 3$ deli in a random  Tokyo district , somewhere selling rice cakes and other food he makes himself, which while good, are nothing to brag about.

He enjoys traveling dimensions and stuff, while looking for manga's and other forms of media.
His other hobbies also include acting as a plot device and partying with Xion.


He hates his name and goes by the name Oldaman.........(not much better if you ask me) 



his motto: an apple a day is 80% water......... wait, what? get off my World !!!! your tresspassing


AGE: 1 ( no one knows 1 what)


likes: customers, internet chatmates, creating,enchanted trinkets, golems,  self contained dimensions,baking. and giving stuff like unplanned vacations out to strangers who "pique" his interest or ire\\\

Dislikes: tresspassers and disrespect. his brother..... who became an acountant and a metaphysist, religious leader, and food criteqe.

Quotes: "charge me for making my pizza on his oven, and therefore messing up his house's karma an balance will he?"
Get off my(insert property here) Or i'll (insert any random  thing that  you wish)

That'll be 3 dollars.

Hears shouting and crashing coming from several yards away.

"What in the hell?"

Dashes off of the path and up a tree, watching the unnamed from a distance.

uhhh...i don't even believe in satan anymore....

Ok, vince. your disbelif is not really a factor. just RP with us.

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???: (note, i am speaking in a strange alien language)
* in the insuing silence i decide to stand up and check my stuff. I find my short sickle sword, a few throwing knives and a cloak in the bag the old guy gave me.*

"Where the hell did that old fart get my stuff from?....... ah what ever."

* i hear a sound. i use the skills that have been drilled into me from birth to amble up a tree and  colide with Edward sending both of us back to the ground, and while i was lying on the floor i say out loud *

???: "Great i'm in a forest full of tree dweller"

Stepping through a bush, Nightshade stands before the group. Satan's Malevolence gleams with hatred, as though an inanimate object could feel anything at all. Nightshade surveys the group before him with a look to his eye that can only be described as disgust and contempt rolled into one. He rubs his chin with the back of one clawed hand, and then reaches out, and slices through the air in front of Edward with one finger. As he does so, reality itself parts for him, looking like the womb of all creation, dark and inviting. He steps into it and disappears without ever having made a sound.

Her eyes bug slightly because the alien language is on a frequency that Edward is sensitive enough to hear.
Edward claps her hands over her ears, right eye twitching slightly, and dashes as fast as she can through the forest.

"What the hell... So much for 'getting along'... *sigh* Guess I actually have to try."

She winces slightly as she pulls her hands from her ears and reaches under each arm, pulling two dessert eagles from under her coat then leaps through the bushes and hides to the best of her ability.

? ? ?: *gasps as the rip in reality opens. the watch reacts to the chaotic energies by creating a deep blue orb  around me*


? ? ?: Is this thing gonna close any time soon?.................?* i deadpan as the weird rip was constantly making like a sprinkler and spewing other dimensional enegies. and the occasional oddity.

? ? ?: ok..... i'm gonna go the other way now.


* i then start walking away trying to find civilization while trying to figure out what the cool watch did*



( on a side note.... i am biologicaly human( with cool god augmentations)...... and my language does not reach super or sub sonic frequncy)

Well it still sounded weird to me... :focus:

Fine. any one up for a fight?

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* as i was walking away. the void spits out a HUGE blue and white buffed-up more than usual minataur which was strangely brandishing a LARGE War hammer made of a glowing azure metal that sparked and crackled the air.
the rip then stabilized and closed leaving me with the beast, being the bringer of misfortune to myself, i run away.................. leading it straight  to  eddy's area was*


? ??: AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*zooms behind a tree, and hides while preparing a couple of throwing knives*


Minataur:*speaks in english* Freedom!!!!!!!!!..... *walks up to young ed's bush* Excuse me miss. do you know where we are at the moment?
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New Charachter: Acheo
Type: Temporary npc
Race:Northen minataur
Class: Ex-Gladiator,
Age: 155( 38 in human years)
Battle experience: As an infant, Archeo was sold by his father to pay off a debt, Bought by a group of raiders, then sold to a colleseium somewhere in the south lands, trained to handle a variety of weapons since he could walk, and forced to fight at 10.
He is a hardend and skillful warrior , and an agile and quick combatant due to his instructor being an elf.


Side notes about past :(maybe subject to change.)
After paying for his freedom.(took him 135 years the because he apparently liked to spend his time with the establishment's owner..... which was a mermaid...... who lived in a large tank. )

Afterward he became a mercenary for hire, then a thief...... that last one didn't  turn out so well cause of his size. his ...... Target was a strange artifact owned by a mage guild....... it blew him to the astral winds.






( working on the extened version)

Description: A minataur.  a really tall and lean one one, his pelt is white and blue due to his genetcics.

Current equipment.: bronze Left breastplate,plain Steel  pauldrons, A couple of Steel Hand guards, A dwarven forged light war hammer. and a few regular sized axes as throwing axes.


Likes: Fantasy books, salads, Large weapons, tailoring, smithing, tomato sauces..... and handicrafts

Dislikes: Violence(he is really good at it though. so this is  mild), Meat( a vegitarian. ), alcohol( once got drunk off a piña colada.), most of his race(dang barbarians), magic, and horses(damm pretty boys).


Sidenotres: He is a violent drunk.Very....... he is also a vegitarian activist.. which is strange cause most of his people have no problem eating raw meat...... do not eat meat infornt of him. please. he snaps




Strength: Able to lift a mini......(don't wanna give specifics)

Weight: 623pounds(quite light for his race)

muscalture: Humanoid(bull+human), overtly muscular, lean. can take a clip of 9mm in the chest....... really really painful and he'd be in trouble.(the big ones of his race can take whole quivers of elven arrows without fliching).
makes up for this with his speed.(think race horse).


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I was bored and wanted to see where this train of thought was going.

Go ahead and use him. Just make sure you don't make him  act OOC.

think of a nice friendly guy that runs a deli/butcher shop.
 :lol:

She frowns softly and clambers out of the bush.

"I think I'm done with this hiding nonsense... No matter what I do I get found..."

Looks up at the minotaur and slowly readjusts her clothing(which had gotten mussed from jumping into the bush).

"As far as where we are, I'm not entire sure, sir. Some magical forest, though it's name currently escapes me."

Looks the minotaur over and puts her desert eagles away.

"Anyways... What's your name, stranger?"

Acheo:Hah! I am known as Acheo, thats an Ach then an heo. my friends call me Hammer. 
May i ask yours little one?

* then sits crouches on the ground as if his legs were gonna give way.

Whoa, i'm beat.

~Meanwhile, on a near by tree~

? ??:*i silently crouch on a branch and spy on your on conversation....... when the watch in my hand starts to heat up, i then examine it and lo, there are words...... text is flowing down as you guys speak. at least it hope it is. I keep listening to your banter to make further sense of where i am"

Looks slightly concerned as Acheo crouches.

"My name is Edward... And are you okay? You seem ill... And where exactly did you come from?"

Gives a sideward glance to where the unnamed is sitting and places her right hand on her desert eagle defensively.

Archeo: Nah. just a bit winded after ......... well what ever happend......  i need a salad. :oops:

"Hello, Archeo" There is a thunderclap immediately after these words are uttered, as the air surrounding the volume of space once occupied by Nightshade collapses back to fill the void his body left behind.

Acheo:You!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...................... who are you? :?


? ??:* i almost fall out of the tree as i see the guy just......... stepping out. of the chaos. the watch then starts glowing again.*

Nightshade; from everywhere at once, "My name is Nightshade, Archeo. The rest is unimportant, or maybe it isn't, who knows. Perhaps we'll find out, perhaps we won't. What is important is how many of you live long enough to find out!" *silence ensues when he is done speaking*

silver: playing with time and the fabrics of reality on my plane of existence will he? i want to know more about this shady character, and i dont like the looks of those gloves. . . . .but im too lazy to go myself. . . .*shuts off flat screen security tv.* *walks over to an intercom and presses the button* FRANK !!!! come he* frank appears before silver with lightning speed*-"Here sir"

silver: i have a mission for you * hands over documents*
*frank vanishes*

FRANK or as most people call him Frank (without caps, only silver is allowed to yell at him)

~ is a bio/techno engineered life form made from bits and pieces of the most ferocious and deadly creatures from the deepest reaches of all galaxies + some nanotitanium technology . making it the most adaptable and durable life form ever created, capable of repairing itself as well as upgrading itself. overal it looks like a big fuzzy/nice creature with patches of scales (all temporary ofcourse, frank changes form often just for fun, so use ur imagination) he stands on two legs right now and wears a biker jacket and top hat. frank also has a highly advanced computerlike brain with almost unlimited capabilities.

Abilities

shapeshifter/ adapter +super speed + super strength + flying + gills + deep space survival capabilities+ healing powers + psychic powers + mechanical engineer genius = amazingness that is frank.

(yes kinda half changing characters)

anyway. . . .
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Frank peers down at the group of odd beings from above, analyzing their dimensions and energies, they appear freindly so he goes to greet them.

Frank lands and folds his sleek metallic colored wings back into his back and stands upright with the appearance of the mix between a teddy bear and dragon. he brushes the dust off his silver gray fur and grins to the surprised crowd... *waves*. . .. *taps foot* . . . ."hows it going?"

Nightshade, to no one in particular: "So... the master of this plane wants to spy on us with his pet, hmm?"

She slowly tries to register why a minotaur would want to eat a salad when Nightshade suddenly appears. She narrows her eyes as he speaks and continues to keep her hand on her desert eagle, not noticing that the force of Nightshade's energy is making her transform unwillingly.

"Wow... It's a regular old party now, isn't it?"

Her face slowly elongates as she speaks and looks over at Frank.

"Who are you now? And what in the hell is going on in this freaking forest?"

Nightshade to Frank: "You know what I just decided Dustbunny? I just decided that I don't like spies." After saying this Nightshade lunges at Frank and begins slashing with inhuman speed, resembling nothing recognizable save an extremely violent blender, sending blood and gore flying in every direction.

Archeo:.......... in situations where magic, demons and psycosis are concerned and you find that you have no magical support..... the gladiator's code, the ranger's way, merc's n' thieves guild only have one suggestion RUUUNNN!!!!!!!!

*grabs edward, and the unnamed and runs. runs like forest gump on a sugar high and an adrenaline rush on a bullet train heading down hill!!!!!*

? ??: * eyes bug out as he was being carried by an extremly fast bull-man, then  rights himself and pulls edward and himself on the bull-man's back as they tear through the forest path and even deeper into the magical forest of madness*

"Troublesome"

*Frank feeling extremely offended and slightly scared , suddenly turns into a toaster that for whatever magical reason is not scratched or dented or even moved by the attackers continuous blows*

little red eyes pop out and examines the surrounding creatures*
"that was rude of you. what are all of you doing in the forest of forgotten idiots. . . . oh my god u dont know this is where they send crazy and stupid people in order to forget them ?"

" go on put some bread in i dare you. . . ."

Gets grabbed and dragged away at high speeds.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! What are you doing?!"

Gets pulled onto Acheo's back by the unnamed and holds tight to his torso, cursing the entire way.

? ??: * not being able to contain his curiosity, he pulls out the watch and then goes beet red as he read the translation,coupled with the rare close contact he's recived  from a female in his short and sheltered life.*

~5 mins of running later~

Archeo: * slows down to a halt as they approach an extremely mossy stone arch*

I guess we're safe for the moment...... *sets the two down on the grass*

Now i think its the time for introducing yourself my little unknown...... human.


? ??: * reads off the watch, and then points to himself*

Trai-shin.

(note the name will keep changing from time to time as a side effect of the curse+ watch, you may call him hamm sandwich one sentence and cunning lingust, the next. however, it will always sound the same and familliar to who ever hears it.................... also titles, pet names and nicknames work normally.)


Archeo: I think i'll call you tracy.... its easier to remember than...... i can't quite pronounce the word.

Can you edwar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY CRAP! I'dn't know you were a beastling! what animal j00 got? or are ya  a mixer?


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Condition info.

Beastling: a  magical and/or naturally occuring condition where the person becomes part beast. it varies in intensity and occurence. Also the person usually has a specific animal shape.
 
It is usually genetic, yet can be done with magic.

(no edward is not nessecarily one. since this exists in archeo's world_)

a mixer is a beastling that can take on multiple animal properties at once.

Furrows her eyebrows and walks up to the unnamed, looking intently at his watch.

"Neat-o... And I don't like that name... You're Pooky now."

Jumps slightly over Acheo's outburst then looks down at herself and her hands, soon realizing she'd begun shifting at some point in time.

"Ohhhh... When in the world did I start shifting? Might as well get this over with."

Forces herself to shift fully then readjusts her clothing, removing her jacket and tying it around her waist. (Edward is able to shift at will, but if the shift begins, she can't shift back for several hours after full transformation.) Straightens her back and puts her hands over her stomach.

"Gah. Shifting always makes me so hungry."

(note. the watch only works for "Tracy")

? ??: Tracy? Pooky? *while pointing at himself*

_after transformation_


? ??: " ........ i think i might be developing an affinity for attracting furry ..... creatures"
* the squirel climbs out of one of his pockets*

? ??:........ I just had to be right. :|

(I know it only works for him, I was simply stating that it looked neat.)
Looks at Pooky and nods.

"Yes, you're Pooky."

Stretches widely and notices the squirrel, a blank looks comes over her face.

"I really ought to find myself food... You'll have to excuse me."

She dashes off on all fours through the woods in search of game.

(just clarifying)

? ??:" i do not feel hungry" *sits down and plays with the watch some more. trying to figure out if there are any more useful tricks*

Acheo: I'ma go grab a bite, start a fire and keep watch of our camp ok tracy?*leaves*


? ??: "sigh" *nods, then proceeds to pick up some dry wood, minutes later and realizes he flubed this part during training.. *

hey, I don't mean to interrupt the story, but, is it too late to join in?

Nah, we're in the prolouge part. Join in and breath some lif back into this thread.

Its the time for introductions and fun!

Name: Chase Tucker

Age: 27, 18 in appearance and mentality

Magic Rune: doesn't know what runes are

Side: his own

Background: Would-be head of a prominent mercenary family, but went rouge. Cursed. Good with any weapon

Appearance: Shaggy red-brown hair, green eyes, slightly elongated canines(just a little bit). Currently carries no weapons.

Cursed appearance: A relatively harmless looking cat- red fur, green eyes. Can talk.

History: He was once a rising star in the criminal world, but he made the mistake of setting his older sister's fiance on fire. His sister, a powerful enchantress, cursed him by turning him into a cat and dumping him deep in the wilderness. 9 years later, a passerby partially broke the curse, allowing him to return to his human form temporarily, although he occassionally loses control and reverts back to his cat form. (he's more likely to do this when stressed, although it happens at random) Now he wanders the wilderness, looking for some sign of civilization.
Notes:
- he set his future brother-in-law on fire because they were competing over an enchanted sword called Soul's Fire, but his sister ended up taking it for herself.
-The curse placed on him has a side-effect of negating magic, meant to keep the curse from being lifted from him. This means only really powerful magic will affect him.
-years in his cat form has caused his human form to change: increased night vision, can jump 20 feet from a standing position, sensitive hearing & smell, and his personality is more cat-like.
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*Pokes his head out of the bushes, then sighs in disappointment*
Chase: Aw, hell, it's just a little group... hey, anyone care to point me to the nearest town? I'm starvin' here.

? ??: " cool, my watch translates cat talk too!"

Chase: "Crap, when did I change back?! Great, just great!"
*tail twitches in disgust*

Edward stalks slowly out of the bush on all fours with the remains of something furry hanging from her mouth.

*comes in running like she's about to get killed, runs into Hito-kiri* Oops, sorry. *turns back to the bushes and waves her fist in the air* Well, the next time you think to hire an assassin, think to pay so you won't have to send your dogs after me! And you can have your precious silver dagger back when you pay me! *turns back to Hito-Kiri* Sorry about bumping into you. *holds out dagger* Here, you want it. He's not gonna be getting it back anytime soon. *looks around and sees Nightshade fighting a toaster; twitches* What is that? Wait, don't answer that. What are you all doing here? I know I got lost trying to hunt down my current employer, but you all look like you just poofed outta nowhere.
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Name: Nazukeru
Age: unknown
Magic Rune: doesn't have one unless a fireball counts
Side: own side; works for the highest bidder
Background/abilities: carries three daggers on belt - life (white fire), death (black fire), and eternal swords (normal but beautiful fire)-- the life sword carries the ability to bring the dead/dying back to life; the death sword is for any living creature; the eternal sword deals with time, space, and places, if the place has no 'time', this sword's power won't work. The eternal sword carries with it a prophecy. Whoever gives Nazukeru a true name will be in turn her murderer. When they gain the Eternal Sword from her, the girl's death will be imminent.
Appearance: short blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, one blue (represents life) and one red eye (represents death), light skin, smells like strawberries and blood (if you can smell it), jeans and a black t-shirt that says 'No, I don't like you'; a thin layer of armor, almost invisible is set under her clothes; height - 5'2"; weight - 98 lbs.
History: parents murdered; went to stay with other relatives; ran away
Random Facts: physically weaker than others but the swords amplify her strength; handles almost any weapon well; uses common sense to her advantage; stands by what she believes; pretty but doesn't spend her time fretting over what everyone else thinks; semi-booksmart; she's tiny, but don't underestimate her

Nightshade to Frank: "You know Frank... it's a lot of fun trying to kill something that doesn't just give up and die!"

*notices Nazukeru and stalks over to her*
Chase: "Hey, a fellow assassin! Always nice to meet a colleague. Anything new in the underground? I've kinda been absent for the last nine years or so.."

Edward leaps into a nearby tree and watches everyone, wondering where Acheo disappeared to.

To Chase: Nothin' really. I wish something would come up.

Yelling at Nightshade: If you stick something that explodes in the top slits, it should topple him sooner!

"The hell with that, I'm just going to stick my fingers in them. See how he likes that!" Nightshade yells back to her, right before plunging a hand, knuckles deep, into Franks slits.

To Nightshade: Or that could work...

To Chase: Nine years, eh? That's a long time to be missing.

To Nazukeru: "Yeah, and it's also a long time to be stuck in this body. And the curse didn't break all the way, so I keep turning back into a cat.."
*Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the cat disappears and is replaced by a Human with catlike eyes and thick, matted red hair. Luckily there is a well-placed bush in front of him. His face goes red.* (As mentioned in the bio, he has no control over his transformations.)
"I don't suppose anyone might happen to be carrying a spare pair of pants, would they?"

To Chase: Interesting...and sorry, I don't carry a pair of pants around with me...at least not men's pants.

*pulls out her Eternal Sword and activates its power; she charges at the toaster; jumps up onto the top of the toaster to stand in front of Nightshade* Sorry, if this is your battle. You're not getting anything done. *she shoves the sword's blade into the toaster's slits and yells* JIKANTAI! *a light engults Nightshade, the toaster, and Nazukeru; when it dies down, Frank is standing in the toaster's place; Nightshade and Nazukeru are standing beside him* Not to butt in or anything, but that toaster had to go...no matter how much fun you were having. You can have your way now. *waves her hand lightly before heading off in Chase's direction again; speaks to self* Let's hope he gets pants soon.

? ??: " Hello there......." *walks away slowly*

Archeo:* rushes back with an EXTREMLY LARGE porcelean bowl full of random herbs and vegetables turned into a salad*

GANG WAAAY!!!!!!!!!! *he yells while being chased by a bunch of not so harmless looking herbivores...... that look like they want blood.*

Chase: *spots the 'herbivores'* I hear opportunity a-knockin'. *Charges at the herd. He grabs the lead by its lip and jumps over it, managing to tear the hide off it. Wraps the hide around him like a toga and goes back to talking to Nazukeru.* Whatcha think? A little messy, but it gets the job done, huh?

*chuckles* What can I say? That's a...unique if not a bit disturbing way of finding clothing. At least, you have an imagination.

To Nazukeru: "Disturbing maybe, but better than going around naked. Plus, now there's one less enemy to deal with". *jerks thumb at dying 'herbivore'*
"What the heck are these things, anyways? And more importantly: can we eat them?"

...you'd have to ask Raziel since he's the one that got them mad, but I don't think eating them would be really safe.

*Eyes Frank up and down, lips twitching up into a smile literally dripping with vile desire, and in a sing-song voice says:* "Fraaa-aaaank. I'm going to kill you now. Fraaank, I'm going to eat your eyes when I'm done. That's right, the last thing they'll see is the inside of my stomach; right before they dissolve into mush."

Chase:*Glances nervously towards Nightshade*"Forget the evil cows, I'm more worried about this Nightshade character....I'll feel alot better with a sword in my hand, but-" *Reaches up a pulls a branch off a nearby dead tree* "I guess I'll have to make do with this... damn, he's makin' me nervous!"

........... herbivores,,,,,,,,,, ya know, moo cows, squirrels, ...... plant eaters...... xcept they were..... rabid.

yes you can eat them,........ if ya don't mind raibies.

To Chase: I'd lend you one of mine, but their powers only work for me. 'Sides, I don't think you've got to worry about Nightshade. It seems to me he's a little like Johnny the Homicidal Maniac mixed in with the Ask a Ninja Ninja...minus the ninja part.

Chase: "Should we break them up? We've kinda been standing around for a while.."

To the group: "Try to break me off from my fun and I'll separate each of you from your lifeblood!" *Removes {i]Hellsong[/i] from its sheath at his side and begins hacking limbs and flesh from Frank.*

Chase: "ok, now I'm in a fighting mood. NO ONE threatens me...." *Stomps up to Nightshade, grabs his shoulder.* "Hey, buddy, that's enough fun for now."
*Although Nightshade is nearly twice his height, Chase hides any sign of fear and stares straight into his eyes.*

To Chase: Um...I know I said he's probably not that bad...um...have you read JHTM? Um...homicidal maniac!!! *runs up and grabs Chase's arm, knocking it off of Nightshade's shoulder* If you get yourself killed, I'm not cleaning it up. I'm an assassin, not a maid. *turns her head around and looks slightly at the dying corpse of Frank, then looks back at Chase* Do you wanna be like that, Chase? *points behind her*

Chase:*slightly disturbed and distracted by what he saw in Nightshade's eyes* "um.. yeah, whatever.." *backs off* "Anyways, my jumping in is kinda pointless if Fuzzy's (Frank) already gone. Now how long, exactly, are we planning on staying in these woods?"

*sighs* Honestly, I don't how long we're supposed to be here. I wish we could get everyone together and head out somewhere. Heck, let's pick someone's enemy and go eat 'em for all I care. *pauses*Not to mention, I think if Nightshade gets bored, we're all gonna be screwed anyway. I'd prefer not to be on the recieving end of his glare.  <^>

*looks back at Nightshade and talks as if she's holding two seperate conversations* Are you done yet?

To Nazukeru: "Almost." *a blur of motion and then* "Ok, now I'm done." *Chase is now holding his noses in his hands.*

To Chase: "First thing I learned in prison, boy, was that you pick your fights, and you pick them well."

Chase: *blinks in surprise, then looks up and Nightshade* "You son of a b-" *snaps and breaks the stick across Nightshade's face. tries to follow through, but in his loss of self control he reverts back to cat form and disappears in the bushes.* (drops from the story for now; assume that he's retreating to make a recovery.)

*There is a thunderclap as air is suddenly drawn into the space Nightshade had just occupied. moments later, there are sounds of a fight, a cout yowling in fear, pain, and anger. Nightshade strolls back into camp twirling a hide on his fingers.* "I want to see him recuperate from that! Anyone want a loincloth, maybe a pair of mittens?"

*stares at Nightshade* I'm scared to think about what you just did.

ok, screw the 'dropping out of story for now' idea, I'm not letting my character get mutilated like that.

*an apple hits the ground near them, and a faint voice can be heard over the wind.*

Chase: "Hey, guys! Found a town! Dinner's on me!"
*note that the hide Nightshade is carrying is the WRONG COLOR*

(c'mon Moloch- i'm buying ya dinner. truce for now?)

Yes! I love you, Chase! *grabs Nightshade's arm and pulls lightly* You may not like him, but he's giving you free food. Come on. *waits for Nightshade's reaction*

To Chase: "It's the wrong color because it's got your blood all over wiseguy. Nice try on the fakeout though. I'll see you all there. Heh, maybe I'll even save you some..." *Nightshade teleports away.*

*comes running down the path 3 hrs later in human form. Is now wearing clothes and a sword which he took from some thug. The gash running across the bridge of his nose has been stitched crudely, as if he did it himself, and is still swollen. Looks around nervously at first. Sniffs the air until he is sure Nightshade is nowhere in the vicinity.*
Chase: "Well, I know where we are now. My family owns a safe-house here. You guys coming, or not?"

Chase's new equipment

grey tunic with a black leather vest
brown trousers
boots
A chipped, worn saber, probably ex-military. no special powers
 
hair is loosely tied back.

Archeo:Cool! Lets go. i want to see more of this world.

? ??: *looking at his watch* " Ditto"

*runs off to follow Raziel and Chase but stops for a moment to make a sign for everyone else stating "Gone into town. Want food? Come soon before Nightshade eats it all."; then she runs off*


-later...- *hits the town and looks around* I don't see 'em. I wonder where they all went.

Town description:
quaint little backwoods town, somewhat behind the times.(if anyone wants to elaborate on this description, go right ahead.)

Chase: "There should be a money stash and spare weapons at the safe house, so I'm gonna stop there first. I'll meet you guys later. Unless anyone wants to follow me?"

*crosses arms in disgust as she looks around and doesn't see anyone; suddenly, she sees a small restaurant to her left and shrugs* If they're eating, they're probably in there.

OOC: Somebody show up and get me. I don't want to walk around by myself.

Archeo: W000!!! I love the quaint, silent town feel this place gives off!

? ??:*points to all the humans and the obvious lack of....... beast-people*

Archeo:Point taken my small unintelligible friend. I shall go to the safe house then. my apperance may cause a few problems....

*Notices Nazukeru wandering aimlessly around the square, and whistles to get her attention* "When did she get separated from us, anyways?"

*As the group opens the door to the safe house* "Hello children. My, my, my. I do love these gauntlets, sometimes they put me in the most interesting places. Oh, and Chase, here's your stash. I hope you didn't entertain any hopes of finding something useful in that."

*Manages to keep his cool this time*
"Actually..."*lifts up a small, silver necklace from the pile and puts it on* "This was all I was after. I don't really care about the rest of the stuff; you guys can split it up."
To Nightshade: "Its really lucky you didn't trip the alarms- we've got some real nasty ones."

Necklace- bears the Tucker Family crest. No powers, but any self-respecting thug will leave the wearer alone, for fear of the Family's wrath.

"You mean all those pesky little toys and tricks that kept trying to kill me? They're piled in the fireplace, I just couldn't find a match." *Nightshade walks away.*

(.....moloch...... you do realize that j00 are god-modding. right?)

*follows Chase with a slight skip in her step*

To Chase: It's pretty, must mean a lot to you.

(Read the Bio man. Teleportation up to one mile, destination is not necessarily where intended, and sometimes works in favor of, and sometimes against, my character. Since Guns didn't specify a distance, only said it was nearby, I was able to send my character there ahead as a surprise. Remember, my character is just plain chaotic, so sometimes, hell - often - I will exploit loopholes to my advantage. I do appreciate you bringing it up though, and I will be doing my best to keep from Godmoding. If anyone else here ever has an issue about anyone here godmoding, tell me. Even if it's me doing it. I won't get mad, if I or that person exploited a loophole, I will let you know, if they really were godmoding, I will make it right.)

To Nazukeru: "What, this old thing? Yeah, I guess it does have something of a sentimental value to me. Plus, it'll open alot of doors for us. The Family's support will be a very useful tool for us in our quest to....." *Blinks, confused* "What exactly are we after, by the way?"

To Chase: "She wants a name or something so that she can die."

*glares at Moloch, suddenly very angry* I'd be insulted if it wasn't you. You enjoy torturing others too much. *goes back to talking with Chase*Um...I don't know. You said we could come here for food. I just said we could find an enemy and eat them. I didn't say I had an idea of who.

To Nazukeru: "I'm so sorry your highness; but at the age when these folks were being properly socialized to be the perfect, sweet, adorable little munchkins they are, I was being taught how to maim, kill, and survive at all costs. I don't have the time, energy, or patience for being 'nice'. Oh, and about my sadistic nature well... everyone needs a hobby to help them relax - right?"

Archeo: Try a hobby like cooking man..... i was trained how to kill before i even knew what a dagger was! and look at how nice i turned out.


? ??: "amen"(the proper equivalent in his language, anyway.)

Chase: "At least in my case I got paid to kill. I can't imagine doing it for free, much less for fun... Not that I don't enjoy my job- believe me, it can be a blast, but I'm not into killing unless there's money involved."

To the group: "You're each different from me, just as I am different from anyone you've ever met. I sincerely doubt that any of you, unless you're immortal, will ever meet another like me. I didn't choose this role I play, I was chosen for it. Every thing in every plane in every Creation fulfills a purpose, mine is simply mine. I will explain it no more than that. Remember, I am the embodiment of Chaos, and I know secrets. Some among you would do well to remember that." *looks at Chase and Nazukeru. "Hi Frank."

To Nightshade: Swell for you, but I did say I wasn't insulted because you're the one who said it. It's hard to be insulted by someone when you know they enjoy it. *smiles* Besides, I only dislike words that remind me of my curse. It would be thought that a person with your past would understand the hatred of one's own societal rejection, but maybe you've forgotten the pain.

To the rest of the group: I think we should probably...*turns her head to look out the door* What the heck is that?

*turns to see what Nazukeru is talking about, but is distracted by the fact that he has reverted back to cat form again. Pokes his head out from under his now oversized clothes* "Aw, COME ON!!!!"

To Nazukeru: "I didn't forget, I just stopped caring."

*stares at the bloody corpse walking into the room* Um...Nightshade...please, tell me that's your way of getting back at me...and not something else...

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OOC: Sorry, Moloch, didn't mean to try and start into you or anything. I was in a fight with a buddy at the time.

To Nazukeru: "Nope, that's Frank. Well, it's what I left of him back there anyway."

To Frank: Hey pal, you're not looking so good. I thought those 'self-repair' things of yours would've kicked in by now."

(You were mad? Hell, I thought you were just in character. Eh, no harm done.)

Well...Frank, eh...I would've thought Nightshade would've destroyed you until the point you couldn't regenerate. I guess I was wrong. *turns back to look at Nightshade and grins slyly, showing her inability to stay mad at anybody* You're losing your touch.   8-)

*looks down at Chase* Step back, Chase. I can't think you'd be too strong in that form.


OOC: I was pretty much letting my anger speak through a character while the character was peeved. So...partially in character, partially not.

To Nazukeru: "Who said I was losing my touch? Perhaps I just scattered his parts so far and wide that this is the best he could do on such short notice. Or maybe Frank here is a fashion Diva, and is trying to show us that the Flayed alive look is all the rage now." *Grins evilly at the entire group.* "Don't worry though, I'm too hungry to bother with skinning or cooking my meat, so you're safe."

*trying to hold back her laughter* You sure didn't kill him though.  *Nazukeru makes a sweeping gesture with her hands toward Frank* You want the pleasure or do I get it?

*slinks out the door, kinda ticked off that he won't be able to join in.* "Alright, well, if you guys need me, I'll be pestering that fish salesman down the street..."

To Nazukeru: "He doesn't taste good; I tried. So yeah, go for it."

(Sorry Thor, I thought you'd be back by now.)

To Frank: You've been causing some problems here. *walks forward and pulls out two of her daggers* I'm not really in the mood to...*Never finishing her sentence, Nazukeru rushes forward. She locks daggers with Frank's claws.* May I ask what exactly you're wanting?

*Lays a hand on Nazukeru's shoulder carefully, so as not to touch her with any of his claws.* To Nazukeru: "Give him a little bit. He can't do any of you any harm as long as I'm here anyway. If he tried he'd spend the next thousand years trying to pull himself back together from all over the planet; not to mention the different planes and realms where I'd take some of the more important pieces."

Archeo:...... is he hitting on ms. nazu?

? ??: *nods his head.*

Archeo: Eww...

? ??: *nods his head*

*Turning to look at Archeo.* To Archeo: "Shut up bub, before I decide to make steaks out of you. By the way, for your info, I don't bother with flirting, or intimacy for that matter. These", *holds up claws* kind of prevent it. You see, they can literally cut through anything, especially flesh. That's why I didn't touch her with them. As for you, whoever you are, you had better find your tongue boy, and speak your mind. Otherwise, I'll cut it out of your equally useless head!"

(As soon as Thor comes back we can see what Frank is going to do. I just didn't want to leave him completely gone as he is probably necessary to move the story along.)

Archeo: calm down my friend! as you can see that you arn't the most social type of person, killing and maiming any and all that get in you way, and then some some.

? ??: "under statement of the year"
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( STILL IN HIS WORLDS LANGUAGE!!!!! AND NO! YOU MAY NOT HAVE THE ABILITY TO HAVE KNOW HOW TO SPEAK IT BECAUSE HIS WORLD WAS ALWAYS IN A SEPARATE DIMENSION ALL ITS OWN WITH ITS DIMENSTiONAL WALLS FOLDED OVER THEMSELVES DUE TO LACK OF "SPACE" TO COVER.
(think of a dimensional/and nomal space as   large sheets of High grade paper, and then wrap them over a small pebble over and over, as tightly as your mind can make it, till its one tightly packed small paper ball.
barely size of the pebble +1.5mm across. it would be extremly hard to slice through even with a cleaver!


aND EVEN IF YOU COULD  RIP THROUGHT THE WALLS, IT WOULD TAKE YOU AN EXTREMLY LONG TIME( AROUND 40,00 YEARS) AND IF YOU GOT CLOSE FAR THE GODS WOULD HAVE KICKED YOUR ASS AND SENT YOU BACK!

Plus the size would make it an especially hard place to even locate..... while it exsisted


YES THIS MEANS YOU MOLOCH!!!!!!!!!!!

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Archeo: what was that man?.. *turns back to NShade*anyway the thought of you....... "trying to" "reassure" anyone is reallly disturbing in itself. you know what i'm sayin?


? ??:*nods his head*"Yes" Dis-tuur -bing


Archeo: What ? you can understand us? can you say polly want a cracker?


? ??: Nods his head to the first, shakes it vehmently at the second.

*slinks back in, carrying a salmon as big as he is. Angry yelling can be heard outside*
"What, you guys aren't done yet? Whatever, I'm too hungry to argue."
*drags his fish to a corner and starts trying to break through the skin*

(Raz, ummm, where did I say I was going to go to his world? I said I'd cut his tongue out of his useless head. His head isn't a dimension ion and of itself, and remember, my character has "Godkiller" potential. Though I will admit, that would be an awesome fight.)

To Archeo: "Yeah, I know how disturbing it is."

To the Nameless one: "Well, at least now we know you ain't dumb, just useless."

(Potential yes. but the probablility of taking down an entire pantheon, on thier own turf, worshiped by a WARRIOR RACE.
Is pretty slim.

And i merely stated that fact so that you couldn't understand his language.

And  the unnamed has his entire world/pantheon/ universal dimensional wall, inside him.
he's a freakin vessel.)

? ??: "jackass"

(Ok, now I understand what you meant. And yeah, the entire pantheon, on their turf, problematic to say the least.)

To the Nameless: "That's it, keep talking bub. I may not be able to understand you, but at least you're not acting like a freaking statue or something."

*Looks at Archeo* To Archeo: "And you? You can just shut up, Daisy."

Archeo: Moo bitch. Moo.


? ??: "Dumbass part 2"

*mouthful of fishguts*"Yay, dinner and a show! But its a drama.... Can we have some action?"

*leans down and picks up a lone piece of what used to be a plate and tosses it at Chase* There's your action. *grins and looks to the nameless...thing* So...you can understand us, but you act like you can't speak our language? Is that true? *takes a step forward* I'm curious to know.

*silver appears with a flash, brushes the dust off his shoulders*

"well what a mess, i take a nap and wake up to this. . ." *looks at the pieces of frank laying all around*
" i need to hire better help" *snaps fingers. every piece of frank disappears *

"so what on earth is happening around here, u strangers all get together an havoc breaks loose. i tried watching the monitors for a while but i fell asleep because watching you guys reminded me of a soap opera i stared in once, how boring."

(sorry about my being gone. life gets busy sometimes, hope y'all understand. and i removed frank from play just cuz,  so this is silver my actual character, stuff about him is on the 1st page, but i need to develop his background more, so ill work on that. ill try to be on more.)

(yay!!! i'm giving triple question mark another weakness!!! cute girlzzz!!!!!! :-D

He looks like a leanish MMA fighter w/ elf ears

and remember. he looks at the watch IZBM gave him. it translates spoken words among other things))



? ??:*looks at nazu and blushes and takes a step back.*

*shrugs lightly* We wouldn't be wreaking havoc if we had something better to do, but we don't. *turns to ???, leaving Nightshade to continue the conversation with Silver* You know, it's very hard to befriend someone who can't respond with words.

Chase: *walks up to Nazu and ??? to join their conversation.*
to ???: "Why are you blushing so bad, dude? You look like you've never seen a girl before."
*tries to look relatively serious, but fails because of the fish scales covering his face.*

Sorry to say this all... But I'm going to have to drop out of the RP because my computer died. When I get it fixed I'll join back in, but until then... *gets sucked into a random dimension, not to be seen until her PC is up and running again*

(Hurry back Kit)

To Archeo: "Sorry, I don't speak your native language."

To Silver: "Yeah... your boy looked like he'd seen better days. As for what we're doing here; you should've just came to us yourself and asked. Oh well." Wanders off to find something to kill.*

(yeah, come back! we need some one who can shoot moloch.)

( and no..... the ?? ? has vetry limited female contact and was unofficially banne from most human contact, 4 his own safety.

Meaning, Big,bald sweatty eunuch guards, ones with too much free time, romance guides and dime novels ............ eww!!!!)

Archeo's reply: MOOOOOO!

Archeo to ?? ?: Yeah! i knida noticed that too while you and kit were ridding me....... THis is a story i wanna hear.
* walks away to find a fridge*

? ??: " shut the frak up! you big dirty Mooing Hippy freak! your so gay you probabbly lactatate."

Archeo:*comes back with some milk on his chest* aww, the little guy probabbly said some thing kind and sweet! ......... and do ya have any more milk in a box, cat boy?

? ??: 0_0*stares at the milk and hears nothing*

?? ?: *truns to chase and says*: "I was very sheltered growing up."

To Archeo: "Milk... in a box? You mean a carton? Yeah, I think we have some. I dunno, I'm not the one who stocks this place- we have a inside man who works at the local market."
*Ear twitches at ???'s alien words* "Nope, I'm not getting anything."
To Nazu: "Should we, like, teach him our language or something? This is gonna get old fast..."
*Starts trying to brush the scales off his face with a paw, but to no avail.*

*tries to help Chase brush off the scales* Unless his mind has the susceptability of a 2 year old, it probably won't sink in very fast.

*snaps fingers- troublesome scales disappear.*

silver: sooo thats kill something huh ?

*snaps fingers and a giant colossus with burning eyes bursts from the floor, and a vaporous dragon descends from the sky.

silver: what lovely practice dummies. enjoy, and don't destroy them so fast, u are a rambunctious bunch .

*stands back. claps hands and a magnificent silver bubble flouts in front of him. he reaches out and sculpts it with speed and grace, the final product is a magnificent sword, unbreakable, light, and powerful. small silver creatures dance around the blade creating little halo's. he holds up his other hand in motion to the mini beasts and they halt, flouting in mid air, smiling eerily.*

(Did anyone else just notice that Raz has lost his mind?)

*Turns as the creatures emerge. His stomach rumbles with hunger.* "FOOD!" *With that tremendous shout, he lunges at the dragon, disappearing in mid-lunge, only to reappear directly in front of it's gaping jaws.*

To Dragon: "Well damn! This ain't where I meant to end up. Oh well, a meal always tastes better if you work for it first, and since I'm sure that you breathe fire, I won't have to cook you first!" *Lunges at the dragon from point blank range.*

Archeo:........ beware the might of ......... THE DRAGON POKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

* he then leaps an insanly long distance and swings his double handed battle Hammer-axe , hammer end first into.......... the dragon's crotch.*

ARcheo:ARAGAA!!!!!!!!

*as the intesly heavy and durable dwarven weapon impacted on the testicles of the beast,It went all the way to the throat (This excerpt is censored be decree by the High Lords of Terra) before going out the rear. And both the lizard and  Bull creature hit the ground. *


Archeo; Die you Giant green piece of manure! * and then bloody mayhem occurs as the "excited" bull man starts chopping and launching chuncks of dragon meat and seminal fluid all over the place*

? ??: * backs away from the bi-polar bull*

To Archeo: "Thank you, Daisy, for spoiling my dinner. Now I'll have to go after the Colossus instead. Which means I'll have to actually cook it." *Walks off musttering something about bulls and breasts.*

To Nazu: "And you thought it was gross when I skinned a cow for clothes? Lookit this guy!"*points a paw at Archeo*"He's way worse than me!"
*tail twitching madly* "I hate, Hate, HATE having to sit this fight out! It's driving me nuts!"


(Ooc: In case anyone cares, on every other post I write, I'm rolling 2 4-sided dice to determine whether Chase transforms. If it's odd, he changes, if even, he stays the same. and right now I'm having a very unlucky streak.)

(I'm so sorry, 2gunsdrawn. That sucks.)

*looks at Chase* I'm sorry you're still in that form, but I've gotta join in. *pulls out dagger and activates her eternal sword; races toward the colossus and shoves the sword into the ground, next to its foot* Sunpoo! *a large, black hole opens beneath the creature's foot. Its leg falls into it as Nazukeru jumps back lightly. When the colossus pulls itself back up, most of the leg is gone except for a jagged bone and several strips of unrecognizable materials. Nazu grins to herself.* And that's why I don't travel the dimensions I open.  :roll:

(( what part of mad cow gladiator do you not get? do i have to make him a vull in heat too?))

*suddenly turns human and disappears behind the corner, grabbing his piles of clothes as he leaves. One minute later he reappears, yelling triumphantly*
"Alright, now this party's really getting started!!!"
*reaches for his sword, but suddenly notices the little claws growing out of his fingertip.*
"Weird.... those weren't there before..."

New stats!
As the half-broken curse regains its hold on him, Chase's body will gradually become more catlike every takes he takes his human form. Eventually, the curse will once again become full-time, meaning no human form at all.
Now has retractable claws, slightly pointed ears, and gold/green eyes with slits for pupils.

((To 2gunsdrawn: What exactly are you gonna do when he eventually becomes a fulltime cat?))

((to Dante: his 'mission' or whatever you want to call it is to break the curse before that happens. I'll think of something. plus, the curse can still be broken after it becomes full-time.))

*Nightshade lets loose an even more terrifying version of the "Rebel Yell" as he charges the remainder of the Colossus. Nightshade leaps straight at it, landing on a kneecap, and slashes just once, landing his blow just above the knee. The bone snaps downward, and Nightshade leaps again, landing on the thigh this time. And brings forth Hellsong. "My turn", he growls, and lashes out with a slashing motion. At the completion of the swing, the leg he is standing on stops moving, and begins to lower to the ground, picking up speed as it goes. Nightshade rides it down like an insane Viking King riding his ship to ground. "Dinner is served!" *Carries off leg to cook after replacing Hellsong in its sheathe.*

"Well, the colossus is pretty much taken care of, so I'll let you guys finish it. But.."
*Draws sword and faces Silver, smiling dangerously.*
"You're sicing monsters on us and waving that weird-ass sword around, so I'm assuming you're attacking us, right? That makes you fair game..."

*comes walking back with her eternal sword on her shoulder and overhears what Chase says. Nazukeru looks at Silver* He has a point unless you want to explain why we shouldn't.

To Nazukeru, Chase, and Silver: "If y'all gonna fight, then fight. I want some entertainment with my dinner, and blood and guts is the best there is. Otherwise, y'all just kiss and be friends, cause the stuff you're doing now is just plain pointless."

(sorry life is continuously busy. i try to find time tho)

oh they were just for fun but whatever, sure.

*takes a power stance sword held samurai style*

silver: should i kill u both at once or just one at a time?

To Silver: "Yoo-hooooo! Down here miss!" *Silver looks down to see Nightshade's arm protruding from another womb-like tear in the fabric of reality right between his spread legs.* "You seem to have forgotten about your not-so-friendly interdimensional interloper. Oh, and in case you were getting any ideas about doing anything other than putting away your pig-sticker; if you do try anything, I'll remove not only your balls, but everything else down here that they're attached to. *Taps Silver's crotch-plate for emphasis.* So! Why don't you put that sword down, and be nice, hm?" *Silver looks up to see Nightshade's body reclined on a rock, his one arm going into a tear similar to the one between his legs, and the other bringing a sizable chunk of meat to his mouth for him to eat. Nightshade is smiling, blood running down his face, but the smile never touches his eyes.*

To Nightshade: "Um.... creepy."
To Silver: "Oh, I'd listen to him if I were you. The man's loco. But if you still wanna play.." *takes his own stance: neutral, with sword held at hip level, and begins walking towards Silver* ".. I'm more than happy to oblige."

To Chase: "Loco?!" *Bursts with what can only be described as a cross between an insane lunatic scream and a cackle.*

silver-well i see no reason how things might not be handled diplomatically. but i assure u i have my own means of creating pain. so. . .*.....collapses sword back into a silver capsule* shall we move our party to a more relaxing venue. . .**throws the capsule over terrifying mountains, across a black and cold sea, to a white sand beach. the capsule buries into the ground and then grows into a silver castle.**..... i have placed my home over those mountains and across the sea. here is a map . . .*sets down a map* . . .so the deal is i am going home, u can either choose to visit me or continue as u were . but the deal is if u want to visit my castle u must all come together, (no teleporting allowed if u try i have a reflective barrier set up so u will automatically be teleported into a pit of extremely pissed off frank clones in bear/dragon/terminator mode.) and as a group u must climb the mountains and defeat a gigantic metal chimera that will likely kill u all,( bring me its 5 heads). after that u will reach the shore, were u will need to build a boat to get u across the sea(together). at sea u will meet a giant school of sea serpents, they are troublesome , catch them all and u will be able to land on my shore,(fail and u will likely crash against sharp jagged rocks repeatedly for eternity. once u reached my castle ill give u a grand prize(most likely a giant bag of Gummy-franks).

take it or leave it, idc, have fun. *disappears with a flash*

*turns her glare to Nightshade* Whatever happened to your need for entertainment? Did you forget? *stops and thinks for a moment* Nevermind, you seem to bored quickly. *turns to include Chase, ???, and Archeo (if he's in the area) in the conversation* So what do we do?

Archeo: I say we go! It sounds like an adventure!

???: " I really need to train so....." * brings forth a thumbs up, as he tries to star saying some thing in "engorish"* O..... K......

To Nazukeru: "That was entertaining! Didn't you see the look on his face when he realized I could literally hold his balls in my hand, without ever placing the majority of my body in jeopardy?" *Nightshade laughs some more* "Oh I just love messing up people's heads. Don't worry, I'll go with y'all. Someone's gonna have to do the fun stuff after all."

*rubs her forehead and laughs* I can't decide whether I'm laughing at your comedy or your sadism, Nightshade. Though, I admit, his face was