Post and I'll Make a Character

[Northern Sage]

*quietly adds to CowCow's workload*

[Azure Wolf]

Time to add to the workload.

[TF2_The_Scout]

Sig Heil!

[VampireofDarkness]

Lez go

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Bring it forth!

[Chiri Tsukikawa]

Only if you want to.

[GarlandChaos]

OP will deliver. I'm sure of it.

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

I shall deliver indeed, but it may take several business days.

Hai.

Name: Harold
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human

 

Small, mousy, and brown-haired, Harold doesn't particularly stand out. Except for his luminous green eyes. Which are the result of an accident his parents had while working. He tends to wear his hair long in front to try and cover up this oddity, which looks strange in its own right.

 

Harold is the youngest in a long line of alchemists. People who take the base elements of the world and attempt to create various things with it. He was always pretty overlooked by everyone, as his older siblings were more accomplished and better at putting themselves out there. However he had determination and grit and managed to create one absolutely amazing concoction. A potion that could turn any liquid to ice instantly. However his older brother took his recipe and claimed it as his. When Harold tried to say it was his, he was ridiculed, and when he attempted to get revenge, with a prank that nearly killed his brother, he was cast out by his enraged father. He then began to travel the world, in an attempt to find rare ingredients to create the perfect concoction.

 

Harold used to be extremely timid and unassuming but after his brother's betrayal a change was made. He became more outgoing and downright flashy, often doing things just for the sake of getting people to notice. He doesn't mind if it's positive or negative attention, just wants people to notice he's there. He's quite paranoid and secretive, not even giving out his real name unless you've proven several times over that you're trustworthy. That being said, Harold is probably the most hard-working person you'll ever meet and he refuses to give up a task once he's taken upon himself to finish it.

 

He doesn't have many powers, however he's intelligent and can come up with various potions quite easily to boost his abilities and/or get out of a tough situation. Carries around several kinds of potions on his person at all times. Also pretty good with a blowgun.

 

 

Hello, CowCow.
The Dragon Lord is here to play some games with you.

Do what thou wilst.

Name: Amelia
Gender: Female

Age: 240
Race: Elf

 

Amelia is the last of the "Draconis Order" A group who were tasked with guarding the last of the dragon eggs. Her order had been attacked and wiped out by an evil overlord who seeked to claim the dragon eggs for their own purpose. She fled with the only remaining egg, and hid in the underground caverns beneath the city the order resided in. She had been there for many years, when a shocking event occurred. The dragon hatched. Now that Amelia had to care for this young dragon she realized that she needed to leave the caverns, to find a home for this baby dragon. With renewed purpose, Amelia sets out into the world, determined to see if legends of a dragon paradise were true or not. And maybe overthrow the tyrant overlord while she was at it.

 

Amelia has pale skin, due to living underground for years, though she tans quickly naturally. Her ears are long and taper to a point at the top, like all elves. She has soft grey, almond-shaped, eyes. She wears simple dresses, as that was all she could grab when fleeing from her home. Her hair is white-blonde and curly. She kept it short for a long time but it has started to grow out, reaching chin-length now.

 

Amelia looks like a kind, intellectual, girl. And while she is intelligent she's also somewhat of an ass. She really only cares about herself and her dragon ward. Anyone else can go f*** off. She doesn't express this side often, in public, because she knows that it's easier to get by with even faked kindness. But to herself she's constantly pointing out others flaws. This can lead her to severely underestimate those she's up against, be it in battle, tests of wit, or simple social confrontations. Thinks quite highly of herself and has a vast amount of courage. However she's also dreadfully lazy about getting anything done that she doesn't absolutely need to, to survive.

 

Amelia can summon the spirit of a storm dragon to create various weather-based attacks. Lightning strikes, strong winds, and hailstorms, among the most common. When she uses this attack a sort of projection of a dragon can be seen behind her. Attacking this projection can disrupt her power and cause her great pain. Along with this she's quite the accomplished duelist, and skilled in the use of her thin sword called "Remembrance Blade". A weapon crafted from bones of the last great dragon and strengthened by magic. It can cut through magical barriers.

 

 

 

Name: Henry
Gender: Male
Age: 80
Race: Draconian

 

A ruthless and powerful tyrant, Henry, or as he's better known as "The Last Emperor" is never seen without his armor. Which is a blood red full plate, with spikes jutting from the shoulders, a skull-face on the chest-plate, and a dragon-helm that covers his face. He claims he's a human who has found the secret to immortality, however he's truly a Draconian. One of the last of a long-lived race that have dragon's blood in them. He has green scales in various places of his body and his eyes are yellow and with slit pupils.

 

Henry's first memory was when he was a young boy, waking up among the dead bodies of everyone in his village. A man, wearing a strange and long coat, was there when he woke. He told the boy that humans slaughtered his people in cold blood. Henry, confused and alone, believed the man and was filled with a rage. A rage that would build up for years as the man in the long coat took him in and fed and sheltered him, as well as trained him to fight. By the time he reached adulthood, Henry was a mass of hatred and power, ready to destroy the humans. However the man in the long coat had other plans. He convinced Henry that true revenge would be his if he conquered the humans instead. And so he set out to topple the current empire, with the help of a band of outcasts, and put himself in the role of leadership. His rule was strict, bloody, but also effective. The human empire actually grew stronger under his rule. Henry found himself strangely interested in keeping this empire he created. And in a weird way attached to the humans. However he knew one day he would dispose of them all and avenge his village. The long-coat man would appear to him many times to tell him of dangers to his rule that must be quashed, among these a sect of horrible magi who were created false-dragons to start a war. Henry went himself, with his elite guard, and destroyed them and their base. However one girl escaped, a girl who has continued to elude Henry, but for how long....

 

A powerful warrior who wields a halberd with strength and a surprising amount of grace. His armor resists all kinds of negative magic and he is immune to any mind-related magic. His physical abilities far exceed any humans and can be enhanced farther by his own magic. Is able to shatter stone with his fists if he puts enough magic behind his blow.

[Dova]

*applauds*

[Draconus297]

Well, milord, I do believe you've captured my essence quite well. Bravá.

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

How am I doing that? I don't even really try to, what is this sorcery?
At least I know Hyde isn't a rage-beast overlord type

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

time to increase your workload

Name: Michelle

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Race: Human?

 

A bundle of energy, Michelle doesn't stop talking. Seriously she never stops, like ever. Ever ever ever, she doesn't seem to be able to stop, she repeats herself multiple times when she's particularly excited. Especially as she isn't very patient, if someone doesn't reply right away she assumes they didn't hear her. However this energy and rambling excitement actually stems from her extreme nervousness. Whenever she's around people she just begins to twitch and her eyes flick all over the place. She talks as much as she does because she has no idea how to deal with people and at least if she's talking she doesn't have to think about it. She's most comfortable at nighttime, once darkness falls, and generally she tries to sleep whenever the sun is up. As she can't do this when she has work, her sleeping schedule is all kinds of f***ed so she often is a bit groggy. She's prone to speaking without thought, but just as equally prone to excessive apologies when she says anything mean.

 

When Michelle was 17 she was kidnapped. Her father was the CEO of a bank and thus had plenty of money. However he didn't pay the ransom at first and the kidnappers kept her for an entire month, during which they tormented her out of boredom. This is an experience she has mostly blocked out of her mind, though it wasn't possible to completely wipe it. Especially as it's constantly brought up by reporters and the like. The only thing she claimed to remember was a man in a trench-coat who seemed to stop by sometimes and speak with the kidnappers. He'd feed her delicious food whenever he came by and Michelle became a bit grateful for the man, despite not having any idea who he was or what he had to do with this.

After her father finally paid the ransom, he was cold and distant to her, claiming that she has always been useless and that now she was even making him lose money. He kicked her out as soon as she turned 18 and left her on her own. Since then she's tried to meek out a living, and has done a good job. But she's always on the lookout for those who kidnapped her. And for the trench-coat man.

 

Michelle has long brown hair, and when I say long I mean it reaches her ankles. She takes amazingly good care of her hair and seems quite emotionally attached to it. She's never explained why exactly but she has hinted at something along the lines of "It reminds me of better days". This is actually referring to the days her father was less heartless, and used to brush her hair at night. Her large blue eyes almost always have some shadow under them, as she doesn't sleep well. She's average height but somewhat underweight. She tends to forget to eat, sometimes for days.

 

Unbeknownst to Michelle, she is slowly in the process of turning into a vampire. The food the man brought her was laced with a special concoction. An experimental potion, the purpose of which was to force vampirism on a person. And since no true vampire caused it, whoever used the potion would be able to influence the master that the new vampire ended up being bonded to.

Michelle is stronger than the average human, but only as long as she drinks blood. The more time spent without blood the weaker she will become, until she eventually passes away.

[Agro]

You will try

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

Not dead yet guys. Just took a break because got distracted plus work.

 

all right, lets see this through.

Name: Andre

Gender: Male

Age: 240 (40 in human years)

Race: Half-dwarf

 

Andre comes from a rather unusual mixture. Half-dwarf and half elf. An offspring that wasn't even known to be possible, as no documented cases of a relationship between these races bearing children exist. However there he is. Standing at a mere 4 feet tall, with refined facial features, a manly beard, and somewhat large muscles. He has silver hair, never seen on a dwarf before, and emerald colored eyes.

 

When growing up Andre was always having to fight. When he lived with his father's Dwarven family he was picked on for his "pretty boy" looks and got into a brawl every day. When his family relocated to his mother's Elvish home the bullying was less up front but still there. Subtle jokes and sarcastic jabs combined with some very mean-spirited practical jokes peppered the young man. Who, having grown up with Dwarfs first, took this as a challenge and fought his bullies. He lost every time, due to his inability to use magic. All he saw of mages were the cruel magic-wielders that bullied him. He vowed to leave as soon as he could and join the Mana-Guard. An organization dedicated to hunting down and arresting, or killing, rogue mages. He did this very well, and quickly rose through the ranks. Until one day he came across one of his former bullies with a rogue mage. The bully swore he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time but Andre's rage and bitterness overwhelmed him and, when the rogue resisted, he killed both the rogue and the, later proved innocent, mage.

Andre's actions were swept under the rug by the Mana-Guard but Andre himself was disgusted at what he had done and resigned. He left to live on the outskirts of a small city, swearing never again to hold a weapon.

 

Andre works hard to be a composed and wise man, doing his best to show a good side to himself, one that uses the experiences he had to help others. However he cannot run from his true nature. Combative and brash, Andre will get into an argument just to stir his blood. He's not great at debates of any sort despite this, and often ends up tripping over his words in any battle of wits. He may have sworn off weapons but he's not opposed to fist fighting when it comes down to it, and it's his prefered method of solving disagreements. He doesn't do this out of anger, though, but respect. He believes that if a man is gutsy enough to take up the challenge then they have some worth to them.
He doesn't trust those who prefer avoiding physical fights, especially mages. Even after all these years he still distrusts magic-wielders.

 

Andre is quite profiecient in using javelins, for close-quarters and long-range attacks. He also has a standard ability that Mana-Guards learn. The ability to create a field that magic is weakened. The larger this area the less the magic gets weakened. However Andre cannot move more than several feet without shattering this field, and once it goes down it cannot be used for at least an hour.

You actually are basing it on the person in question.

Name: Rebbecca Lola
Gender: Female
Age: 16

Race: Human Bunny-Girl!

 

R..Lola is a very unusual girl. She doesn't truly believe she's a bunny-girl but she wouldn't ever admit that. She loves to pretend to pretend to be something she's not. Finds great enjoyment in making others feel uncomfortable or confused, she won't hesitate to use vulgar humor at inappropriate times to get a reaction. In all honesty Lola is bored of this world, and wants desperately for something more. And so, while she knows she's human, she latches onto the idea that she's above all that and it helps her feel better about her lot in life. She's quite friendly when she wants to be, and won't hesitate to ask someone 1000 questions. Though she isn't all too good at answering questions about herself. "Does it really matter? Anyway what's your shoe size?"

Quite condescending towards humans, as a part of her act. Though she does believe herself to be better. After all if she could fool people so easily into thinking she was some nutcase, doesn't that show her superiority?

 

Lola's life hasn't been the easiest. Even before donning her Bunny-Girl persona she was often thought as unusual and potentially a trouble-maker. Especially due to her perchance of pointing out flaws of those calling the shots. This was especially evident of her parents who, in all honesty, hated her. They took care of her out of necessity but that's about it. Once Lola decided to start her act things got...somewhat better, in a way. Her parents avoided her at all cost now, instead of snide comments and occasional abuse. They saw her now as someone dangerous and alien, and wanted nothing to do with her. she dove right into her persona, and only barely managed to remain in school. She didn't care much, however, she was just trying to live her life in a way that made her comfortable and happy.

 

Lola is a small girl, barely 5 feet tall, with a petite body and long, dirty-blonde, hair. She often wears shorts and t-shirts, even in terrible weather, and has recently begun to wear bunny ears wherever she goes. She has a full bunny-girl costume that she breaks out on occasion.

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

 

[spoiler=Warning, kinda disturbing]Name: Wade

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Race: Human

 

A young and already world-weary man, Wade has seen a lot of terrible things in his short life. In Middle School his school burned down, with half of his classmates inside, and he was caught in the fire as well. Scars run down the left side of his body, horribly disfiguring his skin. In High School there had been a series of bomb threats. Every day several times a day these threats happened, and eventually the school stopped paying attention to them. And that's when the explosion went off. Wade lost his right arm in this.

His home life wasn't good either, as his mother was, to be blunt, insane. Its unclear if she had some kind of mental illness, as she never went to any doctors and appeared normal to anyone else, but she seemed to fly into uncontrollable rage at the slightest provocation. They say Wade's father died in a car crash. They were right, but what they didn't know was that Wade's mother caused the crash, pulling the steering wheel sharply to the side while he was driving because the radio said it was going to snow that night.

Wade came back from school one night to see his mother sitting in the middle of the kitchen, cutting her arms and legs to ribbons. She was totally silent during all this. However when Wade tried to stop her she began shrieking and swinging the knife at him. She ended up gouging out his left eye during this. When the police came it was to find Wade's mother crying in the corner and Wade screaming obscenities while clutching his eye.

Wade was sent to juvenile detention for a year before he was released. His mother had confessed to what she had done, right before blowing her brains out in front of the police station.

 

Wade now lives off of disability and any odd jobs he can manage to find, struggling to live day to day. He did get one bit of hope. On a rainy day, after being mugged by a group of thugs, Wade was battered and cursing the world when a man found him and brought him home, patched him up. A man wearing a trench-coat. A man that promised him he could help restore his body and save him from the shitfest life he had now. The man informed Wade that he had a power inside him, a special power that could be used to do great things. And if Wade promised to the man that he used these powers for him, then Wade could live a normal life once more. Wade agreed.

 

Wade is, as one would expect, angry and bitter. He hates the entire world and how unfair it is. However he does have a strong sense of justice, albeit a bit twisted of one. And he has been known to get into intense arguments, half of which end with Wade taking a swing and getting beaten back down. All he wants it to live a normal life. He's envious of those who can do basic tasks without any trouble, who can walk down the street without stares, who can go to sleep at night without waking up in pain, scared, and alone...But despite all this he wants to fix the world. He believes that there are many twisted and wrong things in the world that he must stop, and he will do whatever it takes for a brighter future.

 

Wade has a very simple, very powerful, ability that he never knew about for several years. He can create disasters. Whether this was a product of his horrible past, or a cause of it, Wade doesn't know. Though the idea of the latter haunts him every day. Basically if he wills it hard enough some disastrous event can be created near him.

 

 

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

*waves*

Name: Johnny

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Race: Human

 

Johnny is a somewhat confused young man. At once bitter and goofy, with sometimes a very thin line in between. He likes to joke around and tries to always have a smile on his face. Extremely friendly, Johnny is the kind that basically everyone who meets them thinks good things about them. However this doesn't stop him from having bad times. During these he can be cynical, overly contemplative and tends to look at things in the most negative light. He wishes to prevent this and thus sometimes overcompensates with the goofy side, playing jokes when inappropriate, interacting with everyone he can even when it distracts him from tasks, and occasionally getting angry that his goofy side efforts aren't working to fight the bitterness.

He loves all the forms of media, and can often get extremely wrapped up in a good show, book, or game. In part this is due to wanting a break from the real world, but it also lets him expand his mind a little more, which comes in handy with his powers....

 

Johnny can, put it simply, change the world. Only in minor ways, but it's still a ridiculously powerful ability if used right. Examples of the usage is that he can change a word in a written sentence, though the words cannot be too vastly different. He can make something smaller or larger, as long as its not human, by a couple centimeters. Things like that. Though if he concentrated and practices it's quite possible that he could grow into a force to be reckoned with. However he mostly just uses it to fool around and play jokes.

 

Johnny had a simple life, he learned of his ability early on but had a strange amount of wisdom for one so young. And thus he never revealed it to anyone or used it too often. Except around his younger brother, Kevin. Kevin was a year younger and totally looked up to Johnny, something Johnny was quite happy to feed. He would use his powers to impress the younger boy often, and always took great delight in it. Until one day they got into an argument. Over a girl of all things. Johnny had been trying to date a girl in his class for a while and one day he walked in on Kevin kissing her. After the fight Johnny screamed that he wished Kevin would vanish, and stormed away. A few hours later Johnny felt guilty, and went out to find Kevin. He was no where to be found. Weeks after and still no sign of Kevin. No one knew what had happened, but Johnny was certain that his powers did this.

He vowed to never use his powers again until one day, on his 18th birthday, where he was forced to use them to save a child's life. After this he realized that he could be the master of his powers, and began using them more frequently. During all this was a secret hope that he would learn more about his ability and be able to bring his brother back.

He took up photography as a hobby, and then a job. His ability to warp reality made for more interesting, easier to edit, photos and he did fairly well with himself. His growing pile of TV/Anime/Cartoon DVDs sometimes made him struggle, however.

A year ago Johnny met a man wearing a trench-coat. He gave him an offer. Help him and he'd help Johnny find his brother. Johnny had no idea why he believed the man had any chance of helping but he did. However he felt something wrong about the man, and refused. The man just chuckled and left. He would appear to Johnny many times over the year, usually when he was feeling his worst, to ask the same thing. Every time Johnny refused but there are days he is tempted...

 

Johnny is a tall man, standing at 6'1" and slightly heavier than average. His red hair tends to flop over his eyes, but he doesn't want to cut it. He has taken to wearing scarves, they seem to be his favorite article of clothing.

 

 

kay

Name: Gurden

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Race: Werebear

 

First we have to get out of the way the Werebear thing. Similar to Werewolves, or Lycan, Werebear are a race that can go from a humanoid form into a more animalistic form to fight. the main difference between Lycan and Werebear are that the latter turn to bear-like creatures. They're larger, and slower, than their more common cousin.

 

Gurden himself was born in one of the few small communities of Werebear. This race has been hunted to near extinction by other races. Despite the fact that Werebear are much more peaceful than Lycans. Gurden was shown to have an aptitude towards nature magic at a young age and thus was given over to a Druid Conclave early on. He took to the teachings quite well, and was quite loved there. He had a particular aptitude with animals, so much so that even the head of the Conclave often asked for him to help out when there was trouble related to animals. Gurden grew a bit overly proud, which was against Druidic teachings, and had to take a Test of Cleansing. During this test he had to go out, blindfolded and hands tied behind his back, into the Deep Forest. There he had to drink from a pool of pure water and return unscathed. During this he had a vision during this. A vision of a strangely dressed monster that would tear their world asunder. In the vision strange people came from rifts in the universe itself and entered their world. He returned to the Conclave with this information. And, while he was thanked for it, he had failed the test. The leader was merciful, however, and gave him a new test. Find out the meaning of these visions and, if necessary, stop it.

 

Gurden is usually a calm and wise man, always willing to listen and give advice when he can. Though he can get frustrated when he's unable to help those that come to him. He has a deep love of life and will go out of his way to protect even a flower. His biggest flaw is his pride. He is quite happy with his achievements and sometimes comes off as a bit overly proud and condescending towards others. The other problem is patience. When not dealing with animals Gurden can be quite impatient, wanting to get tasks done as quickly as possible. Despite all this he tries his best to follow the Druidic teachings, which include never taking offerings from others that you did not earn. This is the teaching he's most intent on keeping. He straight out refuses help, except for when he can give something he believes is equal, in return.

 

Gurden, like most of his kind, is large. Even not in his animal form he stands at just under seven feet tall. Muscular and powerful looking, with dark skin, long dark hair, and dark eyes. He's quite the intimidating figure. It doesn't help that he typically goes without much clothing, only a simple covering over his waist and groin. Has a myriad of small scars all around his body.

 

Besides the transformation Gurden is adapt at nature magic. Specifically the ability to "control" animals. This isn't true control as the animal must be willing but they usually are for Druids, especially Gurden. He can summon animal-like creatures as well, though he doesn't use this as often because it doesn't feel as natural.

[Agro]

You'll never get to me Q-Q

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

I'm increasing Cowcow's workload! =D

Name: Puck

Gender: Masculine

Age: 990

Race: Watcher

 

Puck is a young member of a race known as "Watcher"s. A strange alien species who, as their name implies, watch. They come from a dimension between two worlds, and they look over the events of both. They research, record, discuss, and compare the worlds. Puck is a younger member of the race, not even reaching the age of adulthood of 1000 years. He still has much to learn about their world and he questions things constantly. He was assigned to a Veteran as all youngsters are, and he had the chance to be assigned to one of the most eccentric of Watchers. One who has grown secretly attached to the people he watches. He remembers them by name and knows many facts about them that the others believe are unimportant. He slowly began to teach Puck about them, making Puck more and more curious about the worlds.

And then one of the Watchers committed a terrible sin. They killed the Elder and stole one of two artifacts that lets them travel between the worlds at will. Everyone was in a panic while trying to figure out what to do. Some wanted to go after the criminal, some wanted to just continue to watch, others suggested warning the people. The criminal had been a talented Watcher and had specifically studied demonic magic and was a danger to all life. They settled for laying Runes that would limit his abilities and watch the outcome, recording as always.

 

Puck's mentor wasn't happy with this, and he tried to defy the others. However he was shot down each time, getting closer and closer to exile. Then he stole the second of the artifacts, though he was gravelly wounded in the process. He gave it to Puck and begged him to go and try and help stop the criminal. Puck, despite being much weaker than the adult Watchers, agreed and escaped. His mentor cast a spell, using his own lifeforce, that would shield him from the eyes of other Watchers. And now Puck is thrust into a strange world, chasing after a murderer. All he knows about the one he is chasing is they had grown attached to a particular long coat they always wear.

 

 

Puck looks like the rest of his species. Tall, grew skin, long limbs and fingers, and dome-shaped eyes. However his skin is darker grey than many others.

An idealistic and friendly youth, Puck doesn't really understand the ways of the people he's now thrust upon. However he's very curious and friendly. He is willing to learn, but also very willing to teach. He occasionally runs his mouth about the facts he knows, especially when its to do with the people he is speaking to. This makes him come off as weird to others but he just is so eager it doesn't faze him when people are freaked out. Though he's a bit shy as well, his life having been among very different people and spent watching others he is a bit thrown off by the hectic world and the loud people. But Puck is a brave young Watcher and very determined.

 

Watchers are able to implement a wide-variety of illusion-based magic. Puck is not as strong as some of his kind but he's still quite adapt in terms of people in the other worlds. He can mask his appearance and usually does so by looking like a tall black haired man with shaggy hair and a wide smile. He's stronger than many humans, and his grip is especially strong. He has limited telekinesis and telepathy, and is able to transmit images directly into a person via touch.

Dis gonna be fun~~!

Name: Usiak

Gender: None, masculine.

Age: 2

Race: Golem

 

Usiak is a behemoth. Standing at 8 feet tall of steel and wood, a monstrous creature with a massive and powerful hand, metal studs down his arms and legs, and a massive metal collar covering the lower half of his helmet-like head. On the top is a fin protrusion. He has a single glowing point in his visor. He's missing his left arm entirely.

 

Usiak was created by an old machinist. A profession that was quite unpopular, due to the fact that the materials it took to create Golems were usually far too expensive to bother with. However that didn't stop this man, he worked his entire life to create Usiak, and finally, after turning 60, Usiak was born. And promptly nearly destroyed. The villagers knew of the old machinist's hobby but thought nothing of it. Until he excitedly decided to show Usiak off to the people. They were horrified and set upon him with a vengeance. Usiak was damaged quite badly, seeing as he hadn't been given the spells necessary to know how to defend himself. However he managed to escape with the machinist. The old man was injured terribly and Usiak was falling apart. The machinist took apart Usiak's arm and used it to repair the rest of him, and then cast the rituals needed to ensure that Usiak could fight back, and then died.

Usiak, without a creator and without direction, began to roam the countryside, searching for a purpose.

 

Usiak seemed to have taken some of his creator's soul inside of him. Whether this was a normal conclusion to the lifelong creation process or the final moments of his creators life is unknown. But Usiak has a great determination, entirely steadfast when he wants something done. He's also gentle and loving, never fighting back unless he is forced to. He craves a purpose above all else and is very adamant about trying to find something he can do with his, as far as he knows, eternal life. While he cannot think on the same level as organic creators, he does spend a lot of time mulling over life and philosophy. Though this often leads him to a state of depression, during which he sometimes curls up best he can and tries to ignore the outside world.

 

Besides incredible strength and durability, Usiak has a few other abilities. The fin at the top of his head acts as a sort of magical radar. With it he can detect magic in the near area. The studs along his arms can extend, and when they do a barrier covers Usiak and anything else within a ten feet radius. It can protect from physical attacks to a point but is mainly used to stop magical attacks entirely. His weak point is a gem that rests on his neck, which is protected by the massive collar.

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

Quite the ambitious endeavor ya got going on here Cow.

Name: Xa

Gender: Male

Age: 6 (Adult)

Race: Kobold

 

Xa, a name known throughout the realm. A name respected for its legendary status of legend. Well, at least among Kobolds. Most other races know little of Xa. But Xa doesn't mind, he has his people's love. Xa quickly grew to fame by defending a tribe of Kobolds against a rampaging group of Minotaur. He then continued to travel the land, protecting his people from many different threats, growing stronger and even more famous with each victory. Not only is he the most powerful and bravest of Kobolds, he is also the smartest. Able to speak perfect Human, Elven, and Orcish. Never before had he fallen in battle, and to this day he continues protecting his people.

...Before all this, Xa was a weak and average Kobold. The one thing he had over the others was curiosity and his incredible spirit. And this curiosity brought him to meeting a strange man with an outlandish coat. This man promised to make him the most famous Kobolds ever, as long as Xa helped the man in a time of need. Xa agreed readily, though after he gained his newfound intelligence he started to worry about this deal, but there was no turning back now.

 

As previously stated, Xa is a very curious man, and extremely passionate. He puts his all into everything he does. He's determined to be kind whenever he can, and it's very difficult to unleash his anger. Though when he feels someone wronged him he lashes out with such a vengeance that it surprises even him. A trusting soul, he's learned a bit to be leery but he could still be considered a bit too trusting at times. Brave and brilliant, Xa would be suited for a general's tent. But that's not his style, Xa prefers to face challenges head-on, sometimes with little to no preparation. A very pious man, he at first saw the coat-wearing individual as a godly gift, but now he harbors a regret, worried he made a deal with a devil instead.

 

Xa looks like most other kobold's, a small creature that looks like a humanoid mix of dog and lizard, with long floppy ears, spines, and patches of scales and fur alike. His fur is a bright white and his scales a glowing gold.

 

Xa carries a javelin that is attached to a magical cord. He uses this for close and long quarters combat alike. He has a buckler that seems to have some kind of enchantment that helps him block projectiles. Xa also can use powerful divine magic to smite foes and heal allies. A very dangerous enemy indeed, but a powerful ally as well.

[TF2_The_Scout]

Get to work on me.

 

Please~?

[Makο]

ok, sure?

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

I hope you both realize

1.) It's only vaguely related to you if that

2.) There's 9 others to do first XD

 

But I'll get there!

[SuzuyaSama]

I am a patient person haha. I shall wait xP 

[Elijah~]

interesting idea.

[Tojin]

gibe character plox