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| Katana Posts: 868/3649 |
Um...do I have to follow the speed limit? **giggles** Oh, and the image link doesn't work. |
| Cairoi Posts: 1077/3807 |
Alright, for refrence, the group has a mission to accomplish the next day in the RP.
http://jspajak.tripod.com/images/82suburban.jpg This is what the car is based off of. However, our car has... -it's got all-terrain tires -heavily reinforced steel walls -a roof cabable of sliding back into a sun roof -larger trunk -Fits 12 comfterably Alright, here's the plan for getting on the outside without letting shadows in. *Natalie drives the car. Kaylee and Wiley sit in the car. Jake, Leon, and John stand in front of the door. Kirabo hits the switch to hit the door which is 15 ft from the door. The 3 on the outside begin fighting the shadows immediately near the door. Natalie drives the car out and Kirabo shuts the door. Then Kirabo and Kaylee provide support fire as the 3 fighters jump in the car and drive away.* There. Moans, groans, gripes? |
| Elara Posts: 2760/9734 |
Aren't Satan and Lucifer the same person? Meh... it's a rough interpretation for Kaylee with how I see it, but then again I suppose I have a narrow view of Lust. It's kinda trippy that you noticed that though... but cool. |
| Cairoi Posts: 1042/3807 |
To all interested, I've decided to implement Xeios' little observation. ^.^ Watch carefully.
Here's some background on the seven sins for you. http://deadlysins.com/sins/index.htm Associations with demons In 1589, Peter Binsfeld paired each of the deadly sins with a demon, who tempted people by means of the associated sin. According to Binsfeld's classification of demons, the pairings are as follows: Lucifer: Pride Mammon: Greed Asmodeus: Lust Leviathan: Envy Beelzebub: Gluttony (lord of the flies) Satan: Wrath Belphegor: Sloth |
| AlpoRaggins Posts: 545/793 |
Whoa. That's an awesome connection there. Definetly got my character right. Especially the thing about the familiar, I was starting to think the same thing myself...
Maybe those can be worked in somehow... like, those could be each characters weakness? |
| The Accidental Protege Posts: 1158/2641 |
You ass. XD
I've kinda been pushed out of the picture, I think... I'll try to get back in after all my homework's done. |
| Katana Posts: 830/3649 |
No offense taken. Just pretty nifty observations there. And considering I know John and you personally, and myself...you pretty much nailed it. :p
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| Xeios Posts: 1206/2954 |
Wiley's character is meant to be lazy, thus sloth. Besides he doesn't really actually fight, he would more or less use his familiar to fight.
Me, Anger, when I do get angry, run... John, just from knowing him personally, he is a very proud person, and he does not enjoy his pride being put down or anything of that sort. Kaylee, she has had a long and loving boyfriend, who she misses him, and his touch, etc. She longs for him. Natalie, She seems to be envious of others, wanting to take on their carefree life, and knowing you, I think thats the sort of impression I get from you. You would rather have someone elses life instead of yours, with how your family has been. Jake, his character is rich, and he seems to enjoy every moment of it. He seems like the type to not help those in need by using money because, it's his money. And wiley's familiar was thrown in there because as Wiley's chroma grows t becomes more powerful, like it's eating all of his power... Oh, please no one be offended by what I'm saying, I'm just saying it as a mere thought and my opinion. |
| Katana Posts: 829/3649 |
'splain please. I dun see it.  |
| Xeios Posts: 1204/2954 |
So I was watching Seven the other day and I noticed something. Our characters are attacked to the deadly sins...
Wiley -> Sloth Leon -> Wrath John -> Pride Kaylee ->Lust Natalie -> Envy Jake -> Greed Wiley's Familiar -> Gluttony. This was a frightening connection I made. Thoughts, etc... |
| Cairoi Posts: 896/3807 |
Weapons, so far: (Credit for help goes to J. Literal, Clockworkz, and Xeios)
-John Mark: Rapier, because of his adept skills and deft of hand. -J. Literal -Wiley Willows: Familiar, which is fairly restricted in the beginning, but as time elapses, will be able to transform into many different shapes and sizes as Wiley's Croma reserves grow. Jake Morris: Crystalis Arm, a crystalis of Croma formed onto hand that releases blasts of Croma. As time will pass, ammo capacity and different methods of firing types will arrive. Starting will be: Single shots. Eventually, Crystalis will grow and be able to conjur blasts in machinegun rapidity or bazooka-like quantities. -Leon Ballain: Rage Flame, where Leon's body has such an adapation to fire due to constant exposure and Croma mutation he has an immunity to heat and flame as well as the ability to engulf his hands in flame, as they are the center points of his Croma. Because his Croma can be made into actual fire, he can eventually absorb flames as a way to enhance life force and Croma, and become faster and stronger. -Kaylee Campbell: Snap Arrows. Using her Croma to enhance her vision and the rest to infuse an ordinary bow into a deadly Croma one, she is able to make pinpointing arrows of deadly accuracy and grim power. As time progresses, her accuracy will become frightening as well as the power of her arrows. -Natalie Blair: ~coming soon~ |
| Elara Posts: 2597/9734 |
Oh yeah, further information on Kaylee:
She is a bit of a tomboy, never really liked wearing dresses or anything like that because it got in the way of climbing trees or playing like she was a ninja. She likes loose clothing, though occationally wears "girly" things when the mood hits her. When she's not gaming, reading, or studying she's usually writing poems or short stories while listening to metal music. True to the tomboy nature, she loves heavy guitars and drums... though she does have a soft spot for the occational pop song, though she does her best to keep it a secret. |
| Cairoi Posts: 849/3807 |
Alright, so we all know, only I am posting the diary thing. Xeios just just misunderstanding. Also, I am not choosing my own weapon. I will leave it to the RPers to decide, and maturity is a plus.
Name: John Mark Age: 17 Appearance: Relatively thin build but was denser in childhood, John stands at about 6'1". He has brown haitr to the bottom of his shoulders, uncut in a year or so. He parts it in the middel so his face is visible, a habit his parents inflicted upon him. However, he has no qualms with the long bangs in his face. He has a "cute" face as some of his female friends have stated, though he's not Brad Bitt. He's an enimgma in that he oftens looks energetic and exhausted at the same time, disorting other's views of him. Personality: John is quite hard to summarize. When his friends were pressed to describe him, they would either say funny, smart, cool, or annoying. He's a jokester, but he has a deep, serious side few of his friends see. He acts not near as smart as he is, and his closer friends would never say he was stupid. John is always cautious of his surroundings. When he meets someone new, everything about him tests that person. If the person comments on his hair, he knows they are shallow. He acts quiet around new people unless he knows he's going to spend a long time with them. Then he is his normal clowny self. The boy has a brooding intelligence that festers below the surface. He is adept in almost anything he tries to the degree he can excel, but he is not cocky. In fact, people have called him humble to a fault. He often is too generous and acts as though he does not thing highly of himself. He knows how much better he can be and it has affected his psyche. John has banished his material want and cares only for people. While he still plays video games like the rest of the world did, he cares mainly about others and would die protecting them. He often thinks about his death, but in no way is he pessimistic. He just knows he will not live forever, and so he sees the light and shadow of every situation. Music plays a part in John's life as he plays the guitar, bass guitar, and writes his own songs. However, since the war broke out, he hasn't thought a lot about writing music. Family: Father-A warmhearted, partygoing old man with a sense of humour that could affect anyone. He also is quite intelligent, but he has since left behind hope of utilizing his hidden intelligence to raise his family. He worked as a contruction worker for some time. Mother-Hardworking like all housewives, her weapon of choice is thew guilt trip. She feels her sons never help her and is very strict. Also has a soft side for country music. Two Brothers-These two are choatic to the point it could drive one insane. One knows a plethora of facts so large it puts many college students to shame. The other is a powerhouse of child youth and enjoys physically harming others, though he is a happy kind person. They both look up to their brother though they pester him constantly. |
| Katana Posts: 742/3649 |
Alrighty...Ima add the personality and stuffers now...
Personality and Background: Natalie is an odd combination of both of her parents, as well as being her own person. The girl can be both femenine and tomboyish, and often both at the same time. At the age of 5, she got into ice hockey. It wasn't a big deal at first until she was about 8. That was when she was given a position that would last all throughout her hockey years. Right from the start, Natalie was breaking records in each age group her team was in at the time, as a goalie. Even though that was her true passion, her mother also forced her to get into things such as dance and eventually the choir once she started school. That led to her to singing at a lot of functions in high school, as well as the school plays. Even though it wasn't hockey, Natalie grew to enjoy these activities as well and excelled at them just as much as she did hockey. She is quiet and reserved at first, but usually gets comfortable around someone very quickly. This has proven to be a great asset to her personality, as well as a flaw. Natalie also has a passion for art an music. However, being a mediocre artist, she is much more comfortable carrying her violin bow in her right hand rather than a pencil. |
| Xeios Posts: 1156/2954 |
To add a little flair, a differentiation, or alternative storylines, I will post a diary-like post such as that. Just to make things more interesting, and to help with this personality weapons thing.
Journal of Leon Being of the Upper Class if difficult. You must fit in, though you will never truly fit in. To fit in, you would need to be a below middle-class, 5 member family, living in row homes or sometimes no homes at all. Thats what was changed in this war.Lower-Middle Class people used to have houses, now, they live in shacks, or the government provided war shelters.World War Three. Sad how the world could have three wars to end all wars. But, how horribly true is the nature of humanity. I kid you not, this war has been much easier on me than on most of the world. Our bomb shelter is basically a mansion in it's own. And Mother won't allow anyone in. I've snuck some in. She hasn't found out yet. She's surprised at how skinny I am, what with how much food she thinks I eat all the time. Im not eating though. I feed them. If I eat, it is when under watch from mother, or when I need to lest I pass out. These times are so cruel. How can she expect me to live like her, like sister. Father went and died for his country. Or as they tell us, he went missing for his country. Doesn't matter, I hate him. I hate them all. I've run away too often. They don't let me have the key to my window anymore. So I break the window and leave. They think they are doing what's best for me, but I am the one that they don't need to pay attention to. Christie, the little whore. Mother's daughter, had a pregnacy scare already, and only fourteen. But, since she's Jack's, she is favored. So, the war, the one which everyone feared, the one which everyone is feeling pain for, and the one which shouldn't have happened, occured, and I'm glad. I don't hear father's bitching no more, mother stays away crying, and sister gets to have sex with every boy she meets. Fine by me, all is right with the world. 'The Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous;' so glamorous, so stressful, so misconcepted. I remember that day, everyone cried, I laughed. Twelve years old and I thought it was hysterical. Father had a determined look on his face, and set of to serve his country. Fat lot of good that did him, he's dead, or since a negative outlook is so hated in this country, 'MIA.' What bullshit, he's dead and they know it, they just don't want the media to have a field day with all the MIA's that are truly KIA's. They want to make the world happy, they want to boost our morale, make other's think that there are loads of people who aren't dying. My life has never been the same since that day. It has changed for the better. I'm seventeen, to be Eighteen in two weeks. And the first thing I'm doing, is moving out. Buying the biggest sword I can, and getting into an 'X' Rated movie, why? Because I can. Because when the world ends, I wanna say 'here I am, there's my life, I lived it to the fullest!' I take no regrets in this world. Though, I'm safe enough to not use drugs, smoke, or drink. I don't want to spend what little life I will most likely have in a jail cell. But I was reading online the other day, and something hit me. I like to live in a fantasy world, but I felt some strong pull to this one game. It had to deal with Chroma, an ancient art of energy control. Something with premonitions, visions, uncanny abilities. I noticed them more frequently with age. It was so strange how it was almost exactly what I felt, almost exactly what I was... This Chroma, could be ther reason of why I am what I am...Or how... |
| Cairoi Posts: 832/3807 |
To hold you off while I try to figure out appropiate weapons for you (Spare me, I've also got finals to study for) Here's the opening to the diary of my character, which will be added at the top of my every post. Just to make things more interesting and more novel-like...
Journal of John: Introduction I’m trying to think of how this all started. It was mostly all a blur, a blur of fear and violence. It was…5 years ago, an awfully long time ago. I’ll try to recall it so that you understand where I’m coming from, how this happened to me, and what became of it. I don’t know if it’s interesting, amazing, boring…All I know is that it’s the truth… It all started 5 years ago, in a little town called Bensalem, PA, I was a 12 year old kid, watching the outbreak of World War III in my classroom. Everyone was scared, I didn’t understand why they made such a big deal about it. From what the teachers taught us, there hasn’t been a battle on American soil since the Civil War. The war’ll stay in Africa like it is now, and nothing big will come of it. How wrong I was. One month into the fighting, we were taken to shelters. I was sticking close to my friends, joking the whole time like a 12 year old does. I kept laughing until the bombs fell. We were huddled in a small bomb shelter, along with some of our teachers and parents. Kids were crying for their parents, wailing even. The teachers assured them they’d had bomb shelters to go to as well. We were forced to sit in the silent, dark little place, hoping to whatever deity there may be to spare us. It worked. To some degree. The whole country was ravaged by this war. For 4 years, I was an obedient little sheep, knowing better to listen to the teachers when they said shelter. However, I kept thinking that the war had been started for such a stupid reason. I mean, Africa wasn’t worth this much chaos. Why did China and its allies want it so badly? Well, for whatever reason, the war trudged on, and the lingering fear hung over all of us. During these days, people somehow managed to build a façade of normality. I went on dates, watched movies, hung out with friends. But we all knew it wasn’t normal. One day, I was in the library, trying to hide from the inspection agency. They searched for suspicious people and would jail you if you broke one code. I had a knife on me for personal protection unless they tried to invade again, so I could fight. I could be jailed for years for that. Anyway, I was hiding behind a bookcase containing things on ancient Mayan beliefs. I accidentally knocked a book down. The cover was so curious, it called to me. It said…”CROMA: The Mayan Life Force”. For some reason, I picked it up and skimmed through it. I was fascinated. They described this energy that had flowed through me as though they felt it too. Maybe…maybe this is why I always had weird dreams and visions, and I could see things and make things. This was the answer to the subliminal questions that had haunted me since I was 9…Croma. |
| Katana Posts: 721/3649 |
Pretty sweet idea you have here. 
-------------------------- Name: Natalie Blair Age: 17 Family Relations: Mother: Carey Blair--A woman who was strong in more ways than one. She never had a problem telling anyone what she thought and in her high school years, wouldn't think twice about backing herself up with her fists. She met Natalie's father sometime during her senior year of high school. By June they were dating and by August they broke up. Natalie was born that following May. Being a young mother, Carey wasn't around as much for years, but when she was, the woman was strict. Now, she and Natalie share a friendly relationship with a few clashes here and there. Carey works at a lumber store as a cashier and runs the front end. She works alot, but still manages to see Natalie more than when she was younger. Father: Daniel Black--Since before Natalie was even thought of, alcohol consumed this man's life. Natalie grew up afraid of the man and now simply despises him. She puts up with him however, to see her younger sisters once in a while. Natalie knows little about him except the fact that he works, lives quite nicely and ensures that her younger sisters to as well. Otherwise, all she carries are unwanted memories of him and his alcohol addiction. Sisters: Natalie has four younger sisters, ages 3, 4, 14, and 16. The four-year-old is the spitting image of Natalie, and they both look like their father. The other girls look just like their mothers. Natalie doesn't see them as often as she'd like, but she always checks up on them to make sure they have everything they need and the older two are keeping up with school. ------------------------------- Meh...I'll post more later. |
| Elara Posts: 2514/9734 |
Hmn, I gotta give this a try.
Name: Kaylee Cambell Age:21 Family Relations: Father: Malcolm Cambell- A retired military pilot with an obsession for Chinese culture and literature. Eccentric as he is, he has always been a good father to Kaylee and encouraged her to go after her dreams. When the war broke out he felt guilty that he was too old to be any use and took to drinking, leading to fights with Rebekah. Mother: Rebekah Cambell- A loving woman with decent artistic talent, she did her best to make sure that her daughter had the best they could afford growing up. It wasn't much, but it was better than what she had. She owned a small bookstore, which got Kaylee started in her own obsessions. The recent spur of fights with Malcolm over his drinking have lead to a decline in her health, which causes both her daughter and husband no end of worry. Personality and background: The only child of a generally loving family from Los Angeles, Kaylee has a friendly disposition and always does her best to help out those that she calls her friends. She's often found with a book of some kind in her hands, usually a fantasy novel or D&D book. When her father started drinking she began playing RPGs to take her mind off it, and it worked well. She's always had a very vivid imagination and is prone to daydreaming. It caused a bit of trouble during her early school days when she would drift off during her math lessons wishing that a genie would appear to do her work for her. She does well in school for the most part though. Gratuated in the top 30% of her class in high school and has been on the Dean's List every semester at her college. She recently switched her major to History from Biology because the subject was losing it's fun to her. Once things are no longer fun to Kaylee she generally gives them up. She is easily discouraged in that reguard, thinking hard things to be often impossible to beat, or causing too much trouble to others. Most often it shows itself as a self-sacrificing politeness towards others. Kaylee has, or rather had, a loving boyfriend named John. He was recruited to fight in the war and recent came up as MIA. They were planning on getting married when he returned, but now she has no idea if he is even alive or not and it plauges her. Often she wakes up at night calling out his name and then crying herself back to sleep. She remains strong for him, and is willing to do anything to find out if he is okay. |
| Xeios Posts: 1130/2954 |
Yea, Cairoi and I have talked, I'm thinking, me and him will both overlook the personalities and how they unfold in order to design the weapons. I will do all I can to make this RP successful. Oh, BTW, Made female charrie male. Changed names.
Name- Leon Ballain. Age- 17 Family- Step-Father-- Jack Ballain, wealthy businessman, and World War III volunteer. He is currently MIA. His whereabouts are unknown. His life plan was to create a business and protect his family, both were acheived. It is unknown whether or not he is a POW, or KIA. Either way, after a certain number of years, he is going to be marked as dead, and a tombstone full of photos and memories will be buried in his bodies stead. Dana constantly worries aobut him, but he is nearly hated by Leon. Jack was a nice man, alive or dead, he was, or is, the best thing to happen to the family. Mother-- Dana Ballain, Trophy Wife. Her life was set out for her when she married Jack. She earned an easy ticket for life from the man she loves. Leon gets his good looks from his father, but his sensitive side, and overal personality from his mother. This woman was not expecting to fall in love so quickly, and having a two-year old child did not help. But fall she did, and now she suffered the consequences of love. Sister-- Christie Ballain, spitting image of her mother, Favorite child. Clocking in at age 14, this little joy child was Dana and Jack's only child together. And was raised and spoiled by the wealth of Jack's major enterprise. She is mischevious at heart, and loves to party. At his young age she is already getting into alcohol and drugs, not to mention sex. What a waste of potential. Personality- Leon has a strong sense of morals. He constantly uses his good qualities of intelligence and wit to his advantage in everyday life. He has a good sense of humor but is frequently troubled by his problems. Few of his friends ever know of such troubles, they all believe that he is just a happy go lucky, nonchalant or uncaring person. Just what he wants them to think. What good are people for solving problems anyway, all they do is complicate things and try to interfere. He has has many relationships, but most of them were almost meaningless after the fact, during the time he was entirely devoted to them. Him cheating on a girl was about as probable as the sun exploding tommorrow and humanity going on living on this planet for the rest of time. Leon enjoys making fun of people, it is a part of his humor. He is very artsy, and greatly enjoys doing absolutely nothing. A procrastinator, there are very few high-school papers that have been turned in on time. In fact, nearly everything he does is dilatory. To say the least he has a strange sense of style, but dresses well, and sophisticated for his age. He was quite possibly born in the wrong time period, with his interest in music, consisting of bands where one(if not all) of the members is deceased. He has a strange obsession with knives, swords, and fire. Owning many lighters, many swords and many knives, feeds his obsession, but he comes home with a new one every other week or so. People find him strange and his family does not like the fact that he usually wears black, but that's their fault and a damn shame too. |
| The Accidental Protege Posts: 933/2641 |
You so fucking rock. I've been waiting for something like this for a long time.
Name: Jake Morris Age: 20 Family: -Father: Adam Morris. A construction worker, Adam helped construction of the Chicago Government Skyscraper and is a publisher of his own magazine publication, "Chicago Nightlife", which outlines all the big to-dos in Chicago after daylight. He is 43, and in good health. -Mother: Sandra Gleason. Coming from a rich family, the Gleasons came into money via the stockmarket, and kept it for generations. To say that the family is well off is an understatement. She doesn't work, and has 2 kids. -Sister: Sera Morris. Aged at 17, Sera attends high school at Chicago Number 3 school, and ranks 17th in her class. She scores high marks, and is rather pretty, too, making her quite popular. Personality and background: Jake came from a rich family; rich meaning, everything was spoonfed to him. He relied on no one except for his parents, as they provided everything for him until the age of 18, when he was forced to get a job. In school, his marks were relatively low, due to apathy and laziness, as a result of him being provided for each day of his life. When he finally had to get a job, he worked at a clothing store in the stockroom, and only worked just hard enough to not get fired. Making about 12 dollars an hour, jake was happy, but got terrible hours, and quit after several months. He came in and out of jobs, joining and quitting in relatively the same fashion, until he had to go to college. While there, everything changed. Jake did very well in college, since no one was there to hold his hand anymore, and quickly realized that he'd never last 2 seconds with his current attitude. He never did drugs, so his brain stayed fresh and absorbant. Of course, he smoked sometimes, and drank at parties, but never in excess. He stayed smart and competant through college. Even during the ravages of war, he kept himself smothered in his books, frantically trying to study for his tests, not worrying or caring about the war. However, after one of his friends got killed in the strife, Jake opened his eyes, and saw the devestation around him, and realized the imminant danger. Soon after hearing the news, Jake started having odd dreams; dreams wherein he actually died, or revisted his childhood, and things like that. Now, being the Wiccan that he was, Jake believed in magic, and had heard of the Incan beliefs of the Croma, so undoubtedly, he made the connection relatively easily. In college, in his dorm room, with death looming like a shadow, Jake began to realize that his strange gift had awakened, and he could sense the energies flowing through him. Maybe he can make a difference in destiny after all, he thought. Maybe he isn't just a nobody, and can be someone that would be of some importance. The only way to find out, is to keep moving forward... |
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