New World Order [PG-16][ADV][Can you handle it?][Started xO]

[fenrir]

We need a Viking and a Civ, and we can start.

[Naimo]

Can we have more than one character? If so, I'd be happy to make another one

[fenrir]

Can we have more than one character? If so' date=' I'd be happy to make another one

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Certainly ^^

 

Brief view on my characters (I'll add their apps later)

 

[spoiler=Civ]

A male soldier, back story ties in with plot.

 

 

[spoiler=Viking]

Male Berserker, has an important item.

 

 

[spoiler=MiB]

Male or female Saboteur.

 

 

[spoiler=Dragonoid]

Male Mechanic, knows something that will be important MUCH later on.

 

 

[spoiler=Dino]

Male Slye

 

 

[Naimo]

Name: Varjak

Title: N/A

Age: 45

Appearance: He is quite short and fat. He has dark blue eyes and ginger waist-length hair and a magnificant beard which reaches down to his waist. On his head is a silver battle helmet with a pair of bull's horns. He wears a long coat which is held down by a tough leather belt where his warhammer hangs. He is never seen without his coat on, although it is rumoured underneath he has armour. On his feet are a pair of tough boots perfect for surviving very rough terrain.

Class: Viking; Sorceror

Personality: He has very macho qualities. He likes to be the breadwinner of the family, and he's brash, slightly sexist, hot-headed, stubborn and independant. He is so hot-headed even if something very tiny offends him he immediately shouts and is likely to give the person a good smack almost immediately afterwards. One of the topics likely to offend is why he picked to be a Sorceror rather than a Berserker or Einherjar.

Weapon: Varjak mainly wields a spear. The shaft is a blood-red, and the silver tip is finely carved and lethal. There are patterns etched into the metal, and in the center is a dark sapphire, which gives the spear its unique feature of being both a staff and spear. Predictably, Varjack uses this spear more for close combat; he also has a warhammer.

Other: N/A

RP Example: (will fill in later)

[Crystal Alien]

On the note we can have more than one,

 

- Reserverd for later on character. -

 

;]

[fenrir]

Leonic, accepted anyways. I know what you're capable of, so just edit that tomorrow.

[fenrir]

Bump

[Guest Morpheous Erebos]

Name:

Tatsuya

 

Title:

The Assertive

 

Age:

Unknown

 

Appearance:

He is about 6'2", blood-red scales, golden armor covering his body, it is sleeveless, but has shoulder pads and a full-cover helmet. He also has shin-to-knee guards and armored boots + gauntlets (the latter extend to his elbow). He has wings and a wing-span of about 3'. He has big, bulging muscles, claws sharp as meat cleavers, teeth the same, A tail about 5' long, dark blue eyes, strangely white teeth, and a neck expanding about 3'. (I used this: http://msp273.photobucket.com/albums/jj214/Sigia13/DemonDragon2.jpg as a basis, btw)

 

Class:

Dragonoid, Sentinel

 

Personality:

He is very aggresive, always looking for someone to fight. He flies around the world in a nomadic way, just looking for a reason for his existence. He loves to fight, but doesn't feel that's the only reason he was put on Earth. He hopes to complete his mission, then find his meaning. He feels like his life is more than just fighting, despite his tough exterior and aggressive way of life. He also talks in a very casual tone. He is a lone wolf at heart, but stays with other members of his species, knowing he could soon die and not live out his dream if he seperated from them.

 

Weapon:

Twin katana blades. They are 2 swords that have about 2'6" blades that can combine into 1 single blade when needed. It has a fire design scabbard, and a hilt that matches his scales.

 

Other:

Nothing

 

RP Example:

Tatsuya awoke from his pod, drowzy and disoriented. "Wow, that is one great nap, when's breakfast now? I haven't eaten in quite a few years haha." He stepped out and was immediately greeted by a triceratops - an unknown creature to him - and its roar. "Hey there. No offense, but your breath could use some work. Well, bye now." He said, as he grabbed it by its center horn and flung it several yards away. He then proceeded to fly away, looking to see what changed in all these years.

 

He soared around the world, seeing creatures both new and old, live their lives. A t-rex was eating a brachiosaurus, and Tatsuya though, "I could learn to like that guy." He saw some humans but decided to leave them alone, not feeling any need to attack them. He also saw the Reptoids, again choosing not to attack. As a lone wolf, he decided not to tell the rest of his species about the new creatures he saw, and flew back, getting the fresh air he so deserved.

[fenrir]

Declined, more detail with appearance.

[Guest Morpheous Erebos]

((Edit'd. Read the whole thing again, as I added a bit to both beginning and end.))

[fenrir]

Appearance is fine, a bit more detail on weapons, and accepted.

[Guest Morpheous Erebos]

((Edit'd my app))

[Crystal Alien]

(( Man... Come on people I wanna get started ! ))

[Nexev]

This is Nexev who wishes to state that he is the new game master along with Demyx and Davok.

[Davok]

BUMP by order of pet Fenrir. :3

[Guest Morpheous Erebos]

((Hey, am I accepted, btw?))

[Davok]

((Hey' date=' am I accepted, btw?))

[/quote']

 

nothing large' date=' but a [b']two paragraphs is the least.[/b]

 

...yeah. Extend it.

[Guest Morpheous Erebos]

Appearance is fine' date=' a bit more detail on weapons, and accepted.

[/quote']

 

(('Tis why I ask))

[fenrir]

Appearance is fine' date=' a bit more detail on weapons, and accepted.

[/quote']

 

(('Tis why I ask))

 

((Just go with what Davy said. I'm a bit too lenient. Also, we're pretty much starting today, unless I get screwed over with math. Dx ))

[Enrise]

Appearance is fine' date=' a bit more detail on weapons, and accepted.

[/quote']

 

(('Tis why I ask))

 

((Just go with what Davy said. I'm a bit too lenient. Also, we're pretty much starting today, unless I get screwed over with math. Dx ))

 

-Yay! Who's starting off? Cause of the whole thing and thing, and... yeah..

[fenrir]

Appearance is fine' date=' a bit more detail on weapons, and accepted.

[/quote']

 

(('Tis why I ask))

 

((Just go with what Davy said. I'm a bit too lenient. Also, we're pretty much starting today, unless I get screwed over with math. Dx ))

 

-Yay! Who's starting off? Cause of the whole thing and thing, and... yeah..

 

(( I'll be starting it off, and the plot won't kick in until Davy posts. ))

[Enrise]

--Okay. Awaiting your post.

[fenrir]

[align=center]News

 

Currently, we have 4 GMs. I shall list them below.

 

Fenrir

Davok

Nexev

Succubus Queen

 

Currently, our GM roster is full. As soon as the plot starts to kick in, we will begin working on an expansion. Said expansion will add a new race, new weapons (?), and possibly new features. (We were initially thinking of adding Familiars, but that got cut out. Dx)

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[Guest Morpheous Erebos]

((Re-edit'd my app. I changed the last sentence in the first paragraph. Also changed my personality a bit))

[Davok]

CHAPTER 1: FIRE IN THE SKY

 

The Moon's bright surface reflected off of the smooth pebble flat lake that stood unmoving disturbed only by the occasional ripple from the overhanging, branches above it. The eerie silence hung over the area like a cloud, and a small rodent skittered testily toward the flat surface. It stepped carefully, the soft grains of sand scattering slowly at the placing of it's feet. It turned down it's nose, taking a sniff and indulging itself in the clear dark liquid. Then the whole sky was consumed by an inferno.

 

Clouds broke apart in the presence of the momentous, massive object that tore toward it flaming. The bright gold surface of the meteor was streaked red with the eternal fires that tore at the hull. It was at the breaking point, and was heading at what might have been considered light speed as it hit the lake with force enough of a rocket. Trillions of droplets of heated, steaming water roared up into the air and evaporated simultaneously and the mouse lay on the beach, it's smoking carcass dead to the world.

 

Around the world, this same scene was being repeated.

 

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The Avarice, London, UK

 

Daniel and Alaxor.

 

The door of the office stood in front of you both ominously, it's hinges rusted and torn at the sides. The bench you're sitting on itself seems incapable of hanging onto your weight, it's rotten wood groaning against the broken stone wall. The wrecked tiles that littered the floor cut against your ankles and the distinct smell of urine was in the air. The corridor that you were sitting in stretched out to another door, which seemed to lead to infinity. On the door were the fading and almost unreadable letters ROOM 209. Suddenly you hear a rustling sound from behind the door, a scuttling sound of some Godless crustacean that seemed about to go out and devour the souls of mankind.

 

Instead, out of the door slipped two thin slips of paper, it's lettering barely legible. But you manage to make out this:

 

[align=center]DEAR OPERATIVES

You're recent operations have been viewed by the Board to not be satisfactory to our cause and current curriculum, and have chosen to relocated you to the United States Military to keep tabs on the southern outpost in Afghanistan. As of currently, our operatives are handling a critical situation and we must not have all our forces scattered. The building you are standing in is scheduled to have a gas explosion and burn down in five minutes after reading this message.

Good luck, Operatives.[/align]

 

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Underneath Giza, The Wing

 

Eriawia and Dracul

 

The blackness of dreamless sleep fills your mind as it has for eons, filling your mind. Suddenly the blackness draws back after centuries and you feel the quiet sigh of preservatives draining from your body. With a slow "Kssssssh" the capsule opens slowly, and the soft escape of carbon dioxide is released into the long cylindrical hull of the ship from which you were kept in for hundreds of years. Above you stood a large, glowing purple orb illuminating the quiet hull. Suddenly, it started to rotate madly, and out of it came a dreary, soulless message:

 

"Good day, Dragonoids. This is The Wing. I am Caliban, and I exist to serve you. Take you're time in gaining your bearings, Dragonoids. You will be dispatched to do missions soon enough."

 

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Resalle

 

You are jarred back into consciousness by a flashing red light that illuminated the top of the pod, bathing you in a stream of flashing red light. Upon your awakening the light turns off and in front of you is popped up a bright red holographic screen.

 

[align=center]GREETINGS, YOUNG LILLITH, AND WELCOME TO EARTH.

AS MEMBER OF OUR EXPEDITION, YOU HAVE BEEN PREPPED WITH ALL THE APPROPRIATE INFO FOR LANDING. YOU ARE NOW IN ENEMY TERRITORY. THE FIRST APPROPRIATE ACTION IS TO RECON THE NEAREST NATIVE SETTLEMENT. PROTECT THIS CRASH SITE, FOR IT WILL BE YOUR HOME BASE FOR THE TIME BEING, AND CONTAINS MATERIALS VITAL TO YOU'RE SURVIVAL ON EARTH.

 

GOOD LUCK, YOUNG LILLITH[/align]

 

 

OoC: All the others can just... do their own thing. Civilians are where they're at and Vikings... are crawling out onto Earth or something like that. I dunno. I'm just the GM. DX