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So. I'm officially an uncle, and in celebration, I guess here's a sign up with a bit of an intro to let you know a bit about what you're signing up for? Also, look. We've revived the plauge.
The Culling is the test to determine whether someone is a true hero, or just a remarkable person. One has to down a horrible tasting concoction consisting of: the blood of a troll, a halverish egg, and the soul of a reaper. The group to be Culled must extract these ingredients however they see fit. Evil or corrupt people often choose to kill these beings. Good or pure people usually try to do anything to prevent having to kill these poor beings. Heroes don't feel anything from it. Anything else goes through unbearable pain. Those that don't survive are given a hero’s burial. Once The Culling is complete, the heroes select names to go by, as tradition dictates that heroes give up all identity and start anew.
My own Culling was truly interesting. I was there with 2 other people. Red, as I called her, was a tiny little spitfire with hair the color of blood and eyes like blue diamonds, I think she was from Metascolla. She had a perfectly innocent demeanor, but she was a spell weaver, and a vicious one at that. I firmly believed she was evil based on the way she set the forest troll ablaze and ripped it limb from limb with her whirlwinds. It was painful to watch, but she got the job done. When all was good and done, she settled on Furiosa
The other fellow, I nicknamed Whisper, which he stuck with, due to his insatiable need to talk. He was a tall and sort of spindly fellow with shaggy brown hair and a smile that never went away, apparently from Halveria. He was the master of impossible shots, taking the captain of a ship of buccaneers’ head off with his pistol from the edge of cannon distance while we were on our way to his homeland for the halverish. When we found a halverish nest, he clipped the mother’s wing while Red grabbed the egg.
I myself was fairly deadly with a sword thanks to my days in the Spoila Cru army and the campaigns in The Colonies, though I owe my strength to my heroic blood. I was strong enough back then to put the reaper’s steed on its side despite being off my rocker. Red and Whisper were out cold so it was all me. While it was trapped under its horse I plunged my sword into its chest and pulled out the firey soul it housed. I scrambled away and grabbed my fellow recruits. It wasn't long before it was back on its horse, hunting for a replacement soul. I chose Soul Stealer for my name.
We made it back to The Master, Archon, who oversaw our Culling and recruitment. He produced some sort of ceremonial goblet, poured the troll’s blood in, cracked the halverish’s egg emptying the contents within, and dropped the soul of the reaper into it. The drink bubbled up before settling. He passed it to Red who took a sip. Her face scrunched up and she gagged. She pushed it towards Whisper, who took a long drink from it. The fact that he seemed to want more still confounds me. Archon took it from him and passed it to me. I finished it off, a decision I still regret. The taste was bitter, only describable as someone stabbing your throat with a million little needles and lighting a hellfire inside your stomach. Luckily, we all enjoyed being, well, heroes. From there, Archon taught us the ways of the hero. And now, my recruits, I must ask you. Who are you?
http://m.ctrlv.in/764088 (theres a map. It'll be useful)
1. Name:
2. Heroic Alias should you survive The Culling:
3. School of choice [One person gets all, a few get 2, the rest get 1 (Magic, Range, or Strength)]:
4. Appearance:
5. Homeland [Select a country from the map please(feel free to come up with a town)]:
6. Any Backstory?:
7. Weapon/Magic description [Ask and I'll give you a list of options if you're uncreative(Please describe your primary thing. Strength primaries should describe a melee weapon, range a range, magic two or three spells)]:
8. Quirks?:
9. Shippable? If a specific person, list?:
10. Alignment (Good or Evil? Pure or Corrupted? Good and Corrupt, Evil and Pure are options for combinations as well):
EDIT: I WILL THROW IN OR MAKE CHARACTERS OF ALL ALIGNMENTS. JUST BECAUSE HEROES, DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO BE GOOD PEOPLE. BEING EVIL WON'T MAKE YOU THE ANTAGONIST (in case any of you thought that) XD
EDIT 2: Plz, no more Unclaimed Islands, or magicians, they make up. Like Half of the group.
The Culling is the test to determine whether someone is a true hero, or just a remarkable person. One has to down a horrible tasting concoction consisting of: the blood of a troll, a halverish egg, and the soul of a reaper. The group to be Culled must extract these ingredients however they see fit. Evil or corrupt people often choose to kill these beings. Good or pure people usually try to do anything to prevent having to kill these poor beings. Heroes don't feel anything from it. Anything else goes through unbearable pain. Those that don't survive are given a hero’s burial. Once The Culling is complete, the heroes select names to go by, as tradition dictates that heroes give up all identity and start anew.
My own Culling was truly interesting. I was there with 2 other people. Red, as I called her, was a tiny little spitfire with hair the color of blood and eyes like blue diamonds, I think she was from Metascolla. She had a perfectly innocent demeanor, but she was a spell weaver, and a vicious one at that. I firmly believed she was evil based on the way she set the forest troll ablaze and ripped it limb from limb with her whirlwinds. It was painful to watch, but she got the job done. When all was good and done, she settled on Furiosa
The other fellow, I nicknamed Whisper, which he stuck with, due to his insatiable need to talk. He was a tall and sort of spindly fellow with shaggy brown hair and a smile that never went away, apparently from Halveria. He was the master of impossible shots, taking the captain of a ship of buccaneers’ head off with his pistol from the edge of cannon distance while we were on our way to his homeland for the halverish. When we found a halverish nest, he clipped the mother’s wing while Red grabbed the egg.
I myself was fairly deadly with a sword thanks to my days in the Spoila Cru army and the campaigns in The Colonies, though I owe my strength to my heroic blood. I was strong enough back then to put the reaper’s steed on its side despite being off my rocker. Red and Whisper were out cold so it was all me. While it was trapped under its horse I plunged my sword into its chest and pulled out the firey soul it housed. I scrambled away and grabbed my fellow recruits. It wasn't long before it was back on its horse, hunting for a replacement soul. I chose Soul Stealer for my name.
We made it back to The Master, Archon, who oversaw our Culling and recruitment. He produced some sort of ceremonial goblet, poured the troll’s blood in, cracked the halverish’s egg emptying the contents within, and dropped the soul of the reaper into it. The drink bubbled up before settling. He passed it to Red who took a sip. Her face scrunched up and she gagged. She pushed it towards Whisper, who took a long drink from it. The fact that he seemed to want more still confounds me. Archon took it from him and passed it to me. I finished it off, a decision I still regret. The taste was bitter, only describable as someone stabbing your throat with a million little needles and lighting a hellfire inside your stomach. Luckily, we all enjoyed being, well, heroes. From there, Archon taught us the ways of the hero. And now, my recruits, I must ask you. Who are you?
http://m.ctrlv.in/764088 (theres a map. It'll be useful)
1. Name:
2. Heroic Alias should you survive The Culling:
3. School of choice [One person gets all, a few get 2, the rest get 1 (Magic, Range, or Strength)]:
4. Appearance:
5. Homeland [Select a country from the map please(feel free to come up with a town)]:
6. Any Backstory?:
7. Weapon/Magic description [Ask and I'll give you a list of options if you're uncreative(Please describe your primary thing. Strength primaries should describe a melee weapon, range a range, magic two or three spells)]:
8. Quirks?:
9. Shippable? If a specific person, list?:
10. Alignment (Good or Evil? Pure or Corrupted? Good and Corrupt, Evil and Pure are options for combinations as well):
EDIT: I WILL THROW IN OR MAKE CHARACTERS OF ALL ALIGNMENTS. JUST BECAUSE HEROES, DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO BE GOOD PEOPLE. BEING EVIL WON'T MAKE YOU THE ANTAGONIST (in case any of you thought that) XD
EDIT 2: Plz, no more Unclaimed Islands, or magicians, they make up. Like Half of the group.
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Date: 2016-05-31 06:46 pm (UTC)Heroic Alias: I don’t know goose?
School of choice: 1. Strength 2. Range 3. Magic
Appearance: Short and skinny decently curvy almost always smiling and bouncing around eyes that change color with mood and coppery hair down to the shoulder with dyed teal tips.
Homeland: Nameless middle of nowhere settlement in Metascolla?
Any Backstory?: I dun know?
Weapon/Magic description: Twin sabers and(maybe) an assortment of throwing knives an iron bo staff?
Quirks?: Ummm can’t hurt animals or attack first?
Shippable?: Sure why not!
Alignment: You know me better than I could answer this :P
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Date: 2016-06-01 03:35 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2016-06-01 05:13 am (UTC)Itsa Sol/Sadie too lazy to sign in
Date: 2016-05-31 07:39 pm (UTC)Heroic alias should I survive: Dayglow
School of choice: Magic and strength
Appearance: Very pale white skin, Rather tall with dark brown shaggy hair, usually wears dark clothing and occasionally wears different masks for fun. Has silverish eyes with green flecks.
Homeland: some random village on The unclaimed islands
Back story: uh.... Hm.... *shrug emote*
Weapon/magic description: A sharpened spear that I am able to light on fire with my burst spell that ignites anything I'm touching. And a darkness spell that I can use to temporarily blind enemies.
Quirks: Usually very quiet and to myself, though will go great lengths to save a teammate also will use anything to cover my face when bored.
Shippable: Why the hell not?
Alignment: Good and corrupt
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Date: 2016-06-02 03:11 pm (UTC)Name Matthew Cool
Alias should I survive:Medallion's Curse
School of choice: Magic and Strength
Appearance: Pale skin, wears usually only dark colors and a medallion around the neck that never changes, tall around 6' 2", usually wears wraps for shoes.
Homeland: Arthnred on Morley
Back story: A natural born adventurer that got curious about the unclaimed islands and decided to go on a scouting trip, wound up falling into a cave and finding a corpse with a medallion around it, as he went to leave he felt off but decided to ignore it as he climbed out of the cave. After he escaped the cave he had the worst best luck. He almost died twelve times that day to several rabid animals. Yet they all died instead of himself. He decided on coincidence upon returning home.
Weapon/magic: A sharpened spear that he picked up along the way, a burst spell that lights all that he touches on fire, and a darkness spell used to temporarily blind enemies.
Quirks: Very protective of the amulet, very sneaky, likes to play pranks and is very off balance, tends to sway back and forth occasionally as he walks. Never ceases to smile even when things seem horrible.
Shippable: Of course
Alignment: Good&Corrupt
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Date: 2016-05-31 09:48 pm (UTC)Heroic Alias: Circle
School of Choice: Magic
Appearance: 4'11"; long, dirty-blonde hair and stormy-blue eyes; constantly wears a magenta cloak with gold trimming with lavender, four-pointed stars and navy swirls; wears a raccoon hat under her hood of which her grandfather gave to her; always looks tired because she always has dark circles around her eyes, but she definitely doesn't act tired
Homeland: Metascolla from a very magical-oriented village
Backstory: Doesn't really have a backstory, but even if she did, she wouldn't care that much because the past is jUST AN ILLUSION. She accepts that the past doesn't matter and moves on with her bubbly and happy self.
Weapon/Magic Description: Magic is her primary weapon. Her magic is a purple-pink color. Even if she isn't the strongest person in a group, she still sees herself as the one responsible of the well-being of her friends. She'll go off into battle 100% confident that as long as they're on her watch, they will not be harmed. She can use basic spells that inflict pain upon the target, but more often than not she uses defensive magic such as shields and increased stamina and agility. She also takes pride in her use of divination. Her "fortunes" come in the form of a vague statement. From determining the outcome of a battle to finding her lost pen, she uses these fortunes more than she breaths.
Quirks: Grows attached to every living and non-living thing on the planet; is adept in repression (the rejection of painful thoughts or memories); sees her friends as gods/goddesses and will do anything for them; sees herself responsible for the happiness of a group, and she will exert unyielding energy and enthusiasm or any situation because she sees stress and sadness as a burden for others; did I mention she will grow sentimental attachments to literally anything? whether it's a leaf that's been stuck on her roof for a month or a prison she might've lived in for a year, nothing is safe from her clinginess
Shippable: She is straight and about as romantic as a teaspoon, but sure.
Alignment: Good & pure
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Date: 2016-06-01 12:39 am (UTC)1. Willow
2. Fan (duh)
3. Magic (and if "a few get 2" applies Range?)
4. Ghostly white, bland blue green eyes, rather tall, dark wavy brown hair reaching down to my wait, dark circles under my eyes displaying I don't sleep well. Clothes wise always black, leather jacket on top of a t-shirt and some jeans with a pair of boots if that works with the world? Also set face always looks like I want going to punch something.
5. I don't know if it's alowed but if I could I would want to come out of the mysterious Unclaimed? If not possible I don't really care where I come from
6. No thanks
7. Magic that tends to be offensive, and a small knife just incase
8. I don't really know what kinda thing you want here?
9. Shippable sure
10. Good yet Corrupt?
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Date: 2016-06-01 03:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-02 10:44 pm (UTC)4. Skin the color of snow, with a tattoo of an electric blue dragon runing from the back side of my hand up to my shoulder (ushally covered by my jacket). Not skinny, not fat body, with a little bit of muscle, tallish. Eyes changing between blue and green, and dark circles around them to show I don't sleep very well, as well as a small scar on my left eye brow. Dark brown wavey hair tipped in electric blue, reaches to my waist when down but most of the time pulled into a pony tail. A black leather jacket over a black t-shirt, and (you probably guessed it!) black skinny jeans, and black combat boots. My set face looks rather angry, and my neutral stance involves crossed arms.
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Date: 2016-06-01 03:14 am (UTC)2. Lasko
3. Range then strength
4. Mid height blonde guy with some muscle. Brown eyes and some lip scars. Pale. Wears a dark duster with a blue kind of T shirt thing and black pants with dark boots.
5. Morley, Hamer's camp
6. Ran with some mercenary/pirate type people led by some guy named Hamer (Hay-mer). He got out by any means necessary.
7. A steel cutlass and an old Rifle.
8. Prefers to be alone.
9. No. Please dear God no.
10. Evil and Pure? If not I want Evil and corrupt
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Date: 2016-06-01 03:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-01 12:19 pm (UTC)2. Infection
3. Strength (Magic if secondary)
4. Let's do something different. 5'10, pale, half the face is scarred from burns, and slight burns on the rest of the body as well. Various scars, scabs, cuts and bruises are also scattered around the body from various things. Long clothing that covers skin when possible. Brown eyes.
5. United Island Republic, City of Dartsmouth
6. Grew up as a sickly child, and constantly exposed to sickness. His rich parents did as much as they could to get him healthy and eventually invested in a darker route when nothing else worked. A with Doctor took Scott away and through various forms of magic and voodoo gave Scott incredible strength and resistance- at a price. Not only was Scott's natural regeneration greatly decreased to the point where he rarely healed from wounds, he was also unrecognizable to his loved ones.
7. Large two-handed battle axe with a handle twisted and rough, splintered to all hell but still strong enough to hold the axe head. If magic, then most likely some sort of plague crap
8. Difficult to open up, however once he trusts someone he'll risk his own neck to save them. Hates puns.
9. Sure, Clash if he applies
10. Evil and Pure or Good and Corrupt
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Date: 2016-06-02 07:01 pm (UTC)1. Mnoreirmonosolo
2. The Mysterious M (M for short.)
3. Magic.
4. A black cloak that covers all extermeties and masks the face in shadow, so nothing is seen except red eyes which glow from behind the darkness.
5. Claims to be from the unclaimed islands. (If that isn't OK, pick somewhere else.)
6. Backstory unknown.
7. Able to melt into shadows, summon beings of darkness to do his bidding, and is able to use shadows to travel to transport himself to other shadowy places. Has a sythe and tendrils of darkness.
8. HATES the light. Hates most people, but can come to respect them. Not very approachable. Naturally suspicious.
9. Not exactly relationship material.
10. More indifferent, but leans towards evil. Pure in his thinking, however. So I guess you could say pure evil? Ca I survive a spirit bomb?
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Date: 2016-06-03 04:55 am (UTC)2. Heroic Alias: Ash
3. School: 1. Range 2. Strength 3. Magic
4. Appearance: On the upper end of the height spectrum but not tall enough to stand out in a crowd black hair with a pure white streak from a birthmark on his scalp has green eyes pale but tans extremely quickly has no set clothing tends to judge what people wear and dress accordingly to blend in
5. Homeland: Metascolla (capital?)
6. Any Backstory?: up to you
7. Weapon/Magic description: a long or recurve bow should it come to close quarters a knife and saber combo is preferred
8. Quirks?: prefers to blend in? Mixs ash into his hair to achieve this resulting in the name
9. Shippable?: sure
10. Alignment: evil corrupted
this still open?
Date: 2016-06-12 11:49 pm (UTC)2. Heroic Alias : Midnight
3. School of choice: Strength
4. Appearance: Tall and slender with an androgynous frame and face. Short messy black hair. Green Eyes that always look distant. Darker skin.
5. Homeland : United island Republic, large fishing village
6. Any Backstory?: Azar had come from a fishing village, they had always wished for more power because they always felt as if they couldn’t help… they were always shut out, it twisted them. They want to show the world that they are powerful and everyone else is weak. Especially him. That one person in his life that made him feel the weakest. he would show him who’s truly strong, He would show his true love… that he no longer needed him.
7. Weapon/Magic description: Two daggers, one he keeps strapped to his belt, the other to his leg as well as a rapier that hangs on his side.
8. Quirks?: Azar is bitter although he can be kind and caring, though if you show any sign of weakness you are quickly written off as not worth his time. He doesn’t care about the morels of everything is living and has a life, if he needs to kill, he will kill, he also can be cold and manipulative. His fighting style is quick and dexterous, however he is quite strong if it needs to come to a hand to hand fight, though mostly opts to using the opponents power against them. But truly under his stone shell he can be quite sweet and comforting and caring, it’s just these last few years have turned him bitter.
9. Shippable? : yeah, but it would probably be like a love hate relationship. Also He’s Astoundingly Gay.
10. Alignment : good but corrupted? Good but a bitter shell has formed, making him evil.