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| Topic Started: July 28, 2010, 8:53 am (56 Views) | |
| Lock Wolf | July 28, 2010, 8:53 am Post #1 |
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All of these Characters can be changed, and shifted to fit an RP. Still in work. Lock Dea Silverwing RACE: Transcended Human SUB RACE: Lycan GENDER: Male ALIGNMENT & DEITY: Chaotic Good, Father God. DOMINIONS: Young Man: None, maybe few scattered lots of land. Old King: An entire Kingdom now called Rahbrath, brought to peace after a near world wide blood soaked war of small states and territories. He combined hundreds of smaller countries and territories together, and under his guidance, crushed everything else that wouldn't sign a treaty with him as King. [[In the real world, he would rule a land mass equivalent to all of Europe, Asia, and the Middle East.]] AGE: 243 HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'8 :: 220lb lean muscle APPEARANCE: Lock ![]() CLASS or JOB: Wander, Mercenary PERSONALITY: Superiority complex, sarcastic bastard, has a good heart....somewhere. Loyal to a fault to those he'd call his comrades. He's normally logical, yet can be easily swayed emotionally if he believes the cause is good, or feels something is just right. He's very protective of his friends, but believes in a pecking order in which he's the Boss unless you actually make him submit, or he owes your ass. He's also madly in love with Renakeya, Soul bound, actualy. ABILITIES/POWERS: Innante Racial Abilities: Can't die, bleed, or age, and has no need to breath. No matter how bad his wounds. Even if completely obliterated, he'll reappear sometime later, normal a few feet away from Renakeya. High Speed Regeneration, Increased Strength, Increased Speed/Reflexes, Night Vision, High Level Senses, Power Waver[Unstoppable/Completely Invincibility during Full Moon, normal human at New Moon], and Transfiguration[to Werewolf only]. Physical Abilities: Double Jointed, Moderately Flexible, and Large Degree of Mixed Martial Arts. Mental Capacities: Above Average Intelligence, Understands Mechanics Easily, Good at Woodwork, Excels at Forging[blacksmith, white smith, magic smith], and Linguist. Weapon Proficiency: One Handed Swords, Two Handed Swords, Dual Short Swords, Spears, Halberds, Claws, Fangs, and his Body as a Whole. Magical Abilities: High Level Offencive Magic, Mana Burst[think magical jet propulsion, used to propel ones body, or weapon, with extreme speed and force], Elementary Balanced to Fire and Wind. IMMUNITIES/DEFENSES: Most Poisonous, Most Toxins, Most Venomous, Fire, and Internal Mental Tampering. WEAKNESSES: Wolvesbayne, Mercury, Magic Eaters/Absorbers, People in Need, New Moon[losses Lycan abilities], Being to Far from Renakeya, Infection of Corruption[due to his Soul Bonding with Ren, her curse is slowly infecting him as well, eating at his sanity, and changing his body into something monstrous.] PERSONAL ITEMS: Renakeya, Bag of Moon Shards[Cyrstlied Lunar Energy], and a Warding Amulet[negates all but high level magic used against him, and halves power from other magics it can't negate]. Renakeya Silverwing RACE: Deva GENDER: Female ALIGNMENT & DEITY: Neutral Good, Father God || Chaotic Evil, Self & Lock DOMINIONS: N/A AGE: Somewhere in the thousands. HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'7 & 130 toned APPEARANCE: Ren ![]() CLASS or JOB: Weapon PERSONALITY: Normally a very kind, and sweet person. Motherly to a fault, with a heart of gold. But, due to a curse put on her, she's become a twisted, evil thing. A sadistic, masochistic, nympho, cruel woman. She still remains loyal and in love with Lock, but, that's the only thing keeping her from trying to destroy everything around her, and make many people suffer agonisingly as possible. She enjoys messing with peoples minds the most. ABILITIES/POWERS: Innante Racial Abilities: Immortal. Endless Well of Energy. Physical Abilities: Liquid Metal Body[fully manipulatible, from its weight, density, size, and shape, excluding anything with multiple parts. All of her other powers are sealed away from her use.] Mental Capacities: Extremely Powerful Psychic, Capable of Entering Minds, Changing Memories, Removing Memories, Adding Memories, Destroying One's Mind Completely, Mind Locking, and finally, Trapping Someone in His or Her Own Mind[in other words, the body becomes frozen in place, as the mind is placed into a dream like illusion so powerful, the mind can't tell its not the real world. Waking up is possible, but only if someone else wakes the person up, or if the mind realises its a dream/illusion. If you die in said dream, your body dies as well. If your hurt in said dream, your body will be hurt in the same way as well]. Weapon Proficiencies: Short Bow, Long Bow. Magical Abilities: Mana Wings[she can create angelic like wings from her back consisting of pure mana], Magical Force[she can condensed energy or magic into the shape of an arrow or shield, then use it as such. Or, if her wings are out, she can unleash large volleys of smaller arrows, all of which are fully controllable, and will Home In on her target, exploding on contact.] Hands of Death[similar to her Mana Wings, only instead of looking like wings, their large skeletal arms and hands. Simply being touched by them is like being scorched by fire, or acid, eating away at ones flesh. Wounds inflicted by said hands never heal, and will continue to bleed as long as there's blood to be lost.] Mana Flood[pure magical force explodes outward from her body, acting like level 5 hurricane winds] IMMUNITIES/DEFENSES: Pure Metal Body, Most Weapons Bounce Off. Instantaneous Regeneration[lop off her arm, and it just comes back] WEAKNESSES: Lock[she holds his well being high above her own, and will stop at nothing to protect him], Conflicting Personalities[the real her, is almost always in contrast with her curse. There for, she'll stop mid-everything and freak out when the real her is pulled to the surface, trying to fight for control of herself.] Sealed[all of her powers, are sealed off, confining her to nothing more than a shape shifting weapon] PERSONAL ITEMS: Lock himself, at least in her mind. Dr. Moss, Azal'rada RACE: Elder GENDER: Male ALIGNMENT & DEITY: Strongly Chaotic Neutral N/A DOMINIONS: N/A AGE: 672 HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 7'2 & 220 APPEARANCE: Moss Moss in basics looks like a seven foot tall lizard man. This of course means his tongue is forked, and that he doesn't blink except when getting into, or out of the water because of a lens that covers his eyes for improved water vision. His eyes are slightly larger than a humans, and almost glow a bright orange. His hair is a light purple with a single inch thick neon orange highlight running down his hair in line with were one's eyebrow would be. His hair is completely straight, with no curl what so ever down to the mid of his back. His face comprises of a halve foot, streamlined snout and skull. His nose being nothing more than two holes above his mouth, which is full of small pearly white fangs. And his ears looking like small small holes on the side of his head, hidden behind small fins. His build is skinny, lanky, and bony, yet laced with fine corded muscle. In other words, he looks like a Olympic runner. His tail is long as him, fully prehensile, and laced in muscle like the rest of him, which means it can be used like a whip, hand, or counter balance. Beyond that, his body is covered from head to toe in fine, smooth, light green, scales. Each of which acts like high grade armor, protecting him from most dangers, yet while feeling surprisingly soft like silk and providing zero drag to almost everything. All he wears is a light blue sarong with a flower print around his pelvis. It falls no further than a little before his knees though. CLASS or JOB: Doctor PERSONALITY: Insane, crazy, hyper, kinda bubbly. Dr. Moss can come off as being drunk 24/7, and can easily be scary to most people. He has a habit of dissecting people,and braking things open to see how they work. If he enjoys what he finds, or is focused to promise ahead of time, he'll generally put back together what he took apart, even improve their overall function and ability if bribed or talked into it. If he doesn't like what he finds, or thinks it boring, he may just leave it as is, in many, many pieces and bloody pools. He likes rare shiny things, and has a addiction to brownies, to the point were its all he eats when he can get his hands on them. Over all, he's a nice guy, and gets alone well with just about anyone. ABILITIES/POWERS: Innante Racial Abilities: He can regenerate any part of his body, a infinite number of times. As long as he has enough food or minerals to do so. In other words, his body can carnivorise itself in desperate situations to replace vital organs until ample food can be found. And anything that he can chew and swallow, can be counted as ample food, from actual meat, and vegetables, to rock, glass, and some metals. His body is very tough at well, his bones being strong as steel, yet light as wood. His muscles are similar to his bones, extremely elastic and flexible, and extremely strong yet while still being lightweight. And, as a added bonce, he can breath underwater. Physical Abilities: Large degrees of strength, agility, and flexibility. He can swim faster than he can run, which is saying a lot. Mental Capacities: Genius[super computer level], photographic memory, no limit for detail intake or recall. Weapon Proficiencies: Claws, teeth, tail, surgical tools. Magical Abilities: N/A. He can understand, and operate any magical devise though, and if he understands how a certain magical, or physic power works, he can modify his body to support, and use that ability. IMMUNITIES/DEFENSES: Aging, disease, toxins, poisons, and venom's. His scales prevent most slashing damage, but are still susceptible to piercing damage. WEAKNESSES: Starvation. Easily distracted. Gets bored quickly. Brownies. PERSONAL ITEMS: A hoard of books, magical tools, and various rare nick knacks. Santeil Zeka RACE: Grim Reaper GENDER: Male ALIGNMENT & DEITY: Chaotic Neutral & Death DOMINIONS: N/A AGE: 22 HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'10 & 140 APPEARANCE: Spoiler: click to toggle ![]() CLASS or JOB: Soul Reaper PERSONALITY: A real odd ball of sorts, he can be funny while not meaning to, but can't tell a joke to save his life. He's a lover of all thing beautiful and a bit of poet. A hopeless romantic, and only does what he wants when he wants to do it, unless the eyes of a cute girl catch him unexpectedly, then he turns to putty in their hands, more so if its a girl he likes. Hes normally a pacific and hates bloodshed, but has a wide degree of abilities to kill, making him a walking hypocrite. He's hyper, bubbly, and has a large tendency to flirt and hang on people. He doesn't believe in the words, 'personal space'. Loves plants and flowers. ABILITIES/POWERS: Innante Racial Abilities: Death Touch. Soul Harvest[cuts one's soul, from their body, but doesn't actually kill them. Forced Astral Projection, if you will.] Physical Abilities: Double Jointed, high reflexes. Mental Capacities: Normal, if not a bit off kilter. He thinks in odd ways. Weapon Proficiencies: Scythe. Magical Abilities: Teleportation, can Faze through solid objects. Mild Flora magic. IMMUNITIES/DEFENSES: Physical Attacks in General. WEAKNESSES: Magic, most spells can hit, and hurt him servery. The Exception being Death Elemental magic. PERSONAL ITEMS: N/A Flama, Prognotis 'Red' Warning, God-Mod Character, he can be toned down to tolerable levels, but in general, he's meant to be unbeatable. A virtual wall, and unstoppable monster for players to fear, and run from more than actually try and kill. RACE: Demon GENDER: Male ALIGNMENT & DEITY: Neutral Evil & Himself DOMINIONS: Fires and Wrath of Hell AGE: Unknown HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 8' & 600+ lb APPEARANCE: Big Beasty ![]() CLASS or JOB: One of the Lord of Hell PERSONALITY: Rage. Fury. Hate. Berserk. Wrath. Anger. Pain. In that order. When not killing something though, he can be moderately calm, intuitive, provoking, focused, thoughtful, wise, and surprisingly understanding, even kind, and loyal. Although, this is only from life times of berserking wildly, and learning to control himself. If your someone he considers a underling, he wont try to smite you for stupidly, but will instead help you to solve the problem, and teach you to think and understand something further. If he feels liken to you, he may even take you in a child, or student. One woman was once even considered his wife. When it comes to thinks he dislikes though, or when felling pressured, he has a very high lack of patients, and will general explode. ABILITIES/POWERS: Innante Racial Abilities: Immune to fire, dark magic, and mental attacks. Physical Abilities: Total Invincibility, Godly Super Strength, Instantaneous Regeneration[on the rare chance you find a way to hurt him], Immortality Mental Capacities: Highly Intelligent, and Very Experienced. Weapon Proficiencies: Fist, claws, tail, fangs, Axes. Magical Abilities: Total control over the fires of hell, able to both summon, and control them freely, yet, the flames of hell also run through his body like blood, for ever burning, and tormenting him, as the pain, hate, and anger of hell, and everything with in it course through his mind and body, literately forming his flesh and bone. He is, in every way, the living incarnation of Hell it self. He can also summon living incarnations of the flames of Hell called Vulcans, and have them fight for him, or with him. IMMUNITIES/DEFENSES: Everything. Period. WEAKNESSES: Someone with the power to Null others powers, or someone who can steal powers. Nether is advisable though. As if you Null them, you still have his raw physical might, plus what ever he already unleashed[fire of hell burns endlessly, and Vulcans will still serve him even if his powers are Nulled, long as his position remains intact]. And, as for taking his power, it can be just as bad, as your body will instantly be ignited by the flames of hell, and all the pain, hate, and anger of hell and it's inhabitants will flow into you all at once. If that doesn't kill you, it'll definitely drive you insane. PERSONAL ITEMS: Isabella 'Dreamer' Soul RACE: Thinks she Human. GENDER: Female, pretends to be and look Male. ALIGNMENT & DEITY: Neutral Good, believes in God, but thinks of him as something more cruel than loving at times. Her views waver with her current life experience. DOMINIONS: N/A AGE: 15 HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'0 & 68lb Tiny little thing, huh? APPEARANCE: Dreamer ![]() CLASS or JOB: Summoner/ Play Mate PERSONALITY: Quiet, really, really quiet. Mute, even. She is normally shy to new people and things, disliking getting close, because she fears getting hurt. Yet, once she gets close, she's the best friend one could have in the world. She's kind, chipper to a fault, and normally hyper. She acts like your average kid, running and playing about. She loves to laugh. That said, she has a deathly fear of men with blond hair, especially when they have beards and white skin. If a persons skin is darker, or really well tanned, then she'll have a natural attraction to them, or at least calms down and finds it easier to relax about them. Hates blood, love sugar. Beware her on sugar, she becomes twitchy, hyper, and jumping. If your liked by her, you will be glomped. ABILITIES/POWERS: Innante Racial Abilities: Muteness??? Physical Abilities: None, she can barely pick up ten pounds, and is a cluts with balance issues. She eats like a horse though when she gets the chance, but her metabolism is out ragisly fast, so she never seems to gain weight or muscle, to her mild dissatisfaction. Mental Capacities: Average, she can follow a conversation extremely well, and catch things most miss. Weapon Proficiencies: None, unless Puppy Dog Eyes and tears count as a weapon. Magical Abilities: Has complete, and total control over Shadow if/when she commands him, and can create powerful illusions. Said illusions only effect the five main senses though, and no matter how threatening they seem, are completely hamrless. IMMUNITIES/DEFENSES: None, she herself is surprisingly weak, and brittle. Although, because shes so quiet, she has a habit of picking up things others don't. Sounds, vibes, auras, things like that. She also knows how to move with out making a sound, period. She's also very limber and flexible, but with in norm of the human body. Dull nerve endings, her sensitivity is low, so she doesn't feel pain, or pleasure strongly as most. WEAKNESSES: Is mute, so, the only way she can talk is by waving her hands and making up signs, or getter Shadow to say something. Fear of Blood, she'll absolutely freak at the mere sight of it, and run away, freeze up, or faint all while hyperventilating. Fear of men with blond hair, she freezes up, and runs more often than not, that, or she'll freak and have a mental break down. PERSONAL ITEMS: Shadow, picture of her mom. Fright 'Shadow' RACE: Poltergeist
GENDER: Male ALIGNMENT & DEITY: Chaotic Evil DOMINIONS: Dreamer AGE: 15 HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 7'4 & Unknown APPEARANCE: Dreamer's Shadow, normally leaning over her with his hands on her shoulders. ![]() CLASS or JOB: Demon PERSONALITY: Very aggressive, and generally rude, crude, and violent. He loves to see people suffer, and loves to make them suffer even more. He is also a sex fiend by every sense and meaning or the term, normally taking out his frustrations on Dreamer during the night, or any time in which he thinks they wont be bothered. Although, Dreamer isn't his soul target, just his main. Any woman that gets close enough at the wrong time is a potential victim, if the woman turns out to be willing though, his views of her will change to that of a Play Mate. His positive emotion may be dull as a hammer, but when it comes to his Play Mates, especially Dreamer, he can be very protective, thoughtful, playful[in his own way], somewhat caring, and in a very small way, somewhat loving, or at least softer and mildly attached. ABILITIES/POWERS: Innante Racial Abilities: Can never be further then thirty feet from Dreamer. Knows Dreamer's every thought, or emotion. Is a physical manifestation of Dreamer's negative, and hidden emotions, gone berserk, there for, if Dreamer dies, he dies. If she becomes hurt, he becomes hurt, in that sense, he reflects any damage done to her. Physical Abilities: Total Invulnerability, Super Strength, and Shape Shifting. Mental Capacities: Average, although he rarely cares whats being said, or going on, and there fore ignores everything that doesn't relate to him or Dreamer directly. Weapon Proficiencies: Magic. Magical Abilities: Shadow Mimicry and Control. Meaning, he can become a shadow on the wall, move through them instantaneously[pulling Dreamer along for the ride if he chooses], cover an area around him in pitch black for up to thirty feet, see in the dark, see from shadows as if their windows, and bend shadows to mimic men or spirits to be used as minions, although their physical power is minimal at best. IMMUNITIES/DEFENSES: Physical, magical, and mental harm. Even a large degree of spiritual damage is useless against him. WEAKNESSES: Dreamer. Any thing done to her, effects him as well, as if he was a mirror image of her. The only the loop hole in this rule is if she's bound and captured, it does nothing to him. Bound her spirit or soul though, and he'll become bound in the same fashion. He also remain concisen when she falls asleep, or is knocked out, although he losses his invincibility and super strength for some reason he doesn't understand. PERSONAL ITEMS: Dreamer Edited by Lock Wolf, August 25, 2010, 7:08 am.
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