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Post by Busterman Zero on Oct 19, 2003 20:08:22 GMT -5
You don't mind if I join, right? Three dollars says we'll never see one of the other guys ever again.
Name: Kyle Zechan Age: 27 Gender: Male Home World Theme: Late Medival (familiar with muskets and such, but they are not common) and beasts like goblins and dragons are common Weapon of Choice: Falchion Path: Guardian Sacrifice: Deviant Techs/ Magic: Dragon Shield (magic) - Create magical dragon wings to surround a character and protect against physical attacks, but the magic defence is rather weak.
Spinning Sword Shield (tech) - Weapon spins in one hand extremely fast, parrying all blows and makes a decent attacking weapon as well.
Eidolon: Baha (a combination of a Drakee from Dragon warrior and Ifrit. Not that impressive) Costume/ Looks: Wears a blue tunic with the sleeves cut off, a black cloak that has a hood included, black breeches, black leather boots, and a red belt. Iron arm bands on both arms. Basic facial features, with brown hair and blue eyes that could be compared to ice or lapis lazutis. A bit above average height with a fairly good build.
Isn't Phoenix fairly powerful too?
Co-GM? If there's no one better, sure.
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Post by Gimdin7 on Oct 19, 2003 20:27:26 GMT -5
(Saving for the fact of the changes some players need to make, I'd say we're ready)
Eynz stood upon the top of a clock tower, the wind blowing past him lightly as he brushes hair from his brow. His knees felt weak, like jelly, from the ominous dream he had awoken from minutes earlier. He could not remember any of it except the same deep sinking feeling. Though for some reason he felt drawn to this spot in his own fair city. He didn't know why he came here, but he knew others would come. So he waited, terrified to move evan an inch. It felt like this all had happened before. (cue anyone? XD)
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Post by The Patryn on Oct 19, 2003 21:16:46 GMT -5
Na'sud didn't know why he had the dream anymore than why it compelled him to come to this place. He knew he hated oracles and prophecy. He knew he hated claims of premonition. He also hated being pulled away from his home, and his plans. Though, as much as he knew he hated these things, he knew just as much that he had to go to this place. That something that was in some way...important, was going to happen there.
Thus, he got in his Gummi Ship, The Shrike, and sped with all haste towards the planet his restless dreams had shown him...
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Post by Mr. Fangora (Wum) on Oct 20, 2003 4:48:26 GMT -5
Shan Qing quietly made his way across the rooftops towards the clock tower. He wrinkled his brow as Eynz came into view. He silently cursed himself for coming all the way here, leaving his (few) friends and family just to meet this stranger. 'Could this be the one?' he thought 'Is this the boy I have seen in my sleep?' Finally he leapt across, somersaulting before landing with a thud onto the clock tower spire.
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Slayer 411
RPG Townie
you're past will come back to haunt you but do you want to be there to greet it.
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Post by Slayer 411 on Oct 20, 2003 9:07:58 GMT -5
It was about midnight in Lemuria when she heard a strange voice telling her to go to this place she never heard of. Meeko got up and got dressed almost like she was in a trance. She teleported to this place as if she had no control over her body. She know this was destine to happen so she just stayed still. When she opened her eyes she was in the place in her dream. she stayed there knowing that others would arrive soon. just thinking to herself why am i here?
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Post by devilmaycare150 on Oct 20, 2003 14:11:52 GMT -5
"Fate has bounded you to this destiny.."
Arc's hand crept toward his rapier at the unnatural wind that blew through the foreign land he had been thrust into. He saw the strangers a few paces away, and shaked his head in anger and distaste.
"Oh yes, Fate.." Arc exclaimed angrily "..what it always comes down too is Fate.." and he looked at the strangers one more time, "Fate and my father."
The man behind him sighed, "Good Luck."
"Yeah, yeah.." Arc sighed, and knowing his friend had gone, he walked crestfallen towards the group.
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Post by Gimdin7 on Oct 20, 2003 16:30:54 GMT -5
Eynz shut his eyes a moment, then opening them, looking around. People were coming... but not just any people of course. They were the Keyblade masters, and heroes. He didn't KNOW it, he just felt it. This was all starting like last time... the others had come, then a month later they had vanished. Eynz often wondered if he was the only one who had survived the cataclysmic event. He didnt know how. He was unconcious during the finale, no clue what had transpired. But he did know it wouldn't happen again. This time they would be smart.
Eynz realxed a little, sitting down, just waiting till the others got there.
At that moment he realized they felt the calling like he did. He knew something bad was going to happen.
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Post by Busterman Zero on Oct 20, 2003 16:52:41 GMT -5
Kyle ran swifty, being chased by the Hunters of the Dark Blood. Behind him, four of the bizzare creatures leapt from tree to tree, gliding on the air itself. Four creatures that could easily pass a humans, but they were not: A tall man in heavy steel armor with a thick broad sword and a grey beard, a woman dressed in red valkerye armor with hair as white as snow, a man in clothes similar to those of Kyle's but with long black hair and dark eyes, and a woman in clothes fit for a queen, which was good, as she WAS one of their queen's generals. Kyle continued to run, knowning that soon he would be at an even greater risk, but so would his persuers. The Dark Blood, simply called bloodthirsters or Shadows, were swift and silent, but as they and Kyle passed from the tall forest trees of Hyrodata Forest to a forest filled with burnt trees, he knew the Shadows were loud enough. With a roar that would shatter ear drums if heard up close, two large, reptilian heads the size of of the tree trunks rose from the ground, red eyes piercing the darkness of the night. Without another sound, Kyle drove to the ground, and the beast opened its mouths. Bolts of lightning flew, breaking off in chains to go after all four Shadows at once. They all screamed when they were struck, as anyone would when sturck by the lightning breath of Zaruka the twin-headed guardian of the Black Forest. His lightning was but one of his many powers, as the gas the escaped from his nostrils could create clouds of a potent paralizing gas, and he had four clawed arms that he could use to slash stone to pieces. The Shadows, recovering from the blast, got up and quickly turned to run. Kyle stayed perfectly still, praying to the gods that Zaruka didn't see him. However, the left head's eyes stopped only a meter above him, and he quickly rolled away to avoid being eaten. With a flash, Kyle was up and running again, but more lightning flew, and a bolt raked along his back, and the last thing he remembered before darkness was a man wearing a large collections of stones over a brown cloak stepping in front of him as he fell.
Kyle awoke, feeling the same kind of pressure he felt when he was up a mountain. He opened his eyes to find himself on some kind of bizzare tower and a stone like the one the man had been wearing on a chain around his neck. He looked up to see a man in strange clothes who had to be younger than him sitting nearby. Kyle got to his feet. "What, what is this?" he asked, his voice a little shaky.
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Post by Gimdin7 on Oct 20, 2003 17:09:31 GMT -5
Eynz jumped a little at this new (almost falling over XD) person laying next to him. Obviously looking like he was taken off guard, Eynz still said nothing, staring at the man. He waited a moment contemplating one simple truth he gained from this experience: He had a klutz on his hands. Though in all the things he could have said in the entire universe, he could only blurt out one thing:
"Errmmm......"
Great, he thought to himself. Now I'm going to look like the insane one.
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Post by Busterman Zero on Oct 20, 2003 20:09:35 GMT -5
Kyle wearily got to his feet. He looked around. "'Tis like a dream, only I'm certain I'm awake," he said in a weak voice. "My name is Kyle. I come from the North. Who are you, and where are we?" he was adressing the oddly dressed man.
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Post by Gimdin7 on Oct 20, 2003 20:18:07 GMT -5
"I.... come from here...this world is Gearshift.... and I'm Eynz... Eynz Lisaron" *he continues to stare at the odd talking stranger*
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Shotai
RPG Townie
Lets see, now where am I?~Shotai lost~
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Post by Shotai on Oct 20, 2003 20:36:38 GMT -5
(i know im a tad late but here it goes) Shotai ran through the forests of his home heading for the temple, he knew that in doing so he may never see his home again. As he ran he recalled his dream that night, it had confused as much as the time hed been told he was to become a gardian. This one, though, seemed to tell him one thing. Go to the temple and use the teleporter, the rest was unclear. As he reached the temple he ran in muttering a prayer to Leviathan as he ran full speed into the teleportation room. He felt the tingle of being teleported and nearly ran right off what looked like the weirdest tree hed ever seen.
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Post by Busterman Zero on Oct 20, 2003 21:00:54 GMT -5
"Gearsift..." Kyle muttered. "I've heard the stories from feeble old men of lands such as this, but I had always concluded they were fools, until now..." He continued to take in the view of the city. "I'm not sure how I got here. Last I remember, I was running from Zaruka the Guardian, when I was struck by his lightning and I blacked out in front of a man covered in stones like this one." He raised the chain. The stone held a faint glow of the seven colors of the spectrum: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. "I have no idea what it is," he added.
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Post by Gimdin7 on Oct 20, 2003 21:39:00 GMT -5
*Eynz noded still confused* "I think... well, the reasons are maybe yet to be seen. We should wait for the others... though I'm not quite sure who exactly they are...."
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Post by The Patryn on Oct 20, 2003 23:13:54 GMT -5
Climbing out of the Shrike, which he had landed on a rooftop towards the middle of the city, Na'Sud gazed around.
One landmark in the scenery caught his eye. A giant tower, with long, steel arms and a bright circle of illuminated glass peering out of it's sheer face.
"There, I suppose." He spoke to himself. "After all, the biggest events usually occur in the the biggest places."
He climbed back into his ship, and after a few moments had relocated it to above the clocktower, trying to make his landing without crushing the small human shapes below him.
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