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Thats a long delay between double posts...Shin, what happened?

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Not quite sure, to be honest. Best I can come up with is that I accidentally submitted the post a second time in between legitimately working on my class computer...

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Location: An Unforgiving World Overrun by Poverty, Drug Abuse, Nepotism, and Ninjas...
My Character...

Name: Neb

Race: A Varient of Human, or something similar

Age: Appears to be sixteen. Is technically 115, but for all intents and purposes, she's pretty much a mature teenager.

Height: 5'1'' She's pretty sensitive about it.

Appearance: Short, has long, golden brown hair, pale skin, and glasses that cover deep grey/green eyes. She wears what look like faded versions of what were once bright red tennis shoes, tight black cloth pants, and a slightly off shoulder, mid-length sleeve black shirt.

Equipment: A silver wristwatch, which tends to be a holder for various gadgetry, and technological and magical works. Used mostly as a communicator, transportor, and datarecorder. A "staff", which looks like a tall chrome rod with an antique chrome clockhead attached on top. A worn, leather backpack for things she doesn't want to risk putting in her pocket dimension.

Abilities: Time Magic, Space Magic, Dark Magic, and Smartassery.

Backstory: To put a long story short, Neb is basically a world hopper. Once, she was the youngest daughter of the emperor of a grand galactic empire, which was one of the most technologically and magically advanced civilisations of the surrounding area. Neb was groomed and trained in the ways of magic, to become the next Nebula Monarch, gaurdian of the Holy Nebula, the source of the empire's magical power. Due to tradition/superstition, her "true name" was not to be revealed until her coronation, so her mentor gave her the affectionate-if rather unimaginative-nickname Neb. All was more or less well, until Neb was about 14*, when revolution struck. In order to save some remnants of the Royal Family, Neb and her siblings were sent to transporters, which were supposed to send them to safe areas. However, there was a malifunction, and instead, Neb was sent to a completely random world, totally unknown to the empire.

For about twenty years (two years to her), she spent her life as a shopkeeper on a primitave planet called Gaera, as an apprentice to-and later the new-keeper of a magical items/clock shop. She even found two beings she could call family, aside from the kindly keeper of the shop. However, she never quit researching for a way home. Eventually, she came across a rather risky transport spell. While dangerous, it was her only chance to return home. While it transported her away from the world, it didn't exactly bring her home...instead, it was to another random world. However, there was another catch as well...as a side effect, sometimes she would randomly "blip" out of the place she was at and reappear somewhere else. Thankfully, she was able to find ways to get it under control, however, it still happens rarely.

Putting her magical and technological knowledge to work, the former Nebula Queen became the world hopper that she is now, traveling from place to place, trying to find a way home.

Motivation: To find the way back home to her galaxy, or at least find out what happened to it. She also hopes to finally stop the "Blink Curse" once and for all-however, this is a very minor goal.

Goals on how to accomplish this: Talk to and help some of the people involved, and find out as much about Anubis as she can. So far, he-or at least, his power-seems to be her only hope.

*Fourteen years old to her, 95 years to most humans. How the aging process of Neb's people works: 1st year of life-1 year passes, 2nd year of life-2 years pass, 3rd year of life-3 years pass, etc, etc, until the person becomes the equivilant of a ten year old (55 years old). From then on, one decade is approximately one year of life.

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 Post subject: Yay! I'm not the only one writing tracts about characters!
PostPosted: Thu Jun 12, 2003 1:40 am 
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Been semi-demi-lurking for a while now... just thought I'd poke my head in and applaud Gruff Old Man and Nebula Queen for their character descriptions.

::applauds::

8) They made for really cool reads, and I look forward to seeing how you two will affect the story. Now that it's summer I'm also hoping to actually be able to read the entire PrP thread at some point.

::fades back into the shadows... not the shadow-demon-things, of course, but the shadows of the forum... or something :o ::

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Well, here we go. My character presented to you all, for great justice!

Forevergrey
Aka: Lt. Paul Jasper

Height: 5’8
Weight: 60 kilograms
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Black
Race: Demon (Former human)

Appearance: Thin, with piercing grey eyes, and black hair slicked back and cut to length at the nape of the neck, Forevergrey is typically dressed in a black business suit with a dark red undershirt and thin black tie. Typically his grey eyes, from where he earned the nickname he uses instead of the demonic name he was given are hidden under thin rimmed black sunglasses.

Equipment: Sig p288 handgun, SLR 7.62mm rifle, a small mobile phone and a pocket laptop.

Personnel: A platoon, hand picked by Forevergrey for not just strength and experience, but obedience and intelligence, characteristics usually lost in the conversion process. Platoon strength stands at 40 Demonic humans, 6 Demonic snipers, 4 Shadow-Kahn and 2 Rad troop bodyguards.

Forevergrey is not impressively tall and is abnormally thin. This immediately sets him apart, as normally demons take a size and form more fitting of their power. A former human, twisted and reshaped into demon form by Fal’Ki himself, he serves his master in the A.F.L as a platoon commander, the same role he filled out before his death as a human.

Forevergrey was not particularly stable when he was known as Paul Jasper. Underlying motivations, desires and emotions were suppressed with drive and ambition. The conversion process brought those latent issues to the surface, and left him bitter, cynical and sardonic. Despite this, he still maintains a veneer of calm and control under which lies his true unempathic nature.

He does not regard himself as evil, nor see himself as a demon, to which he takes offence at being called. He, as far as he is concerned is just a normal person with more-that-normal abilities working in extraordinary circumstances. Despite how he views himself, do-gooders, warriors of ‘light’, ect find him abhorrent, having slain both innocents (Not without reason, civilian casualties are inevitable) and tortured his enemies (Fuck ‘em. I needed the information)

Background: Earth itself is a world existing in a dimension ruled almost entirely by science, its deities find the world to be boring and unexciting in its mono-race culture and lack of magic, rarely paying attention to the masses that pray to them. Other entities find the world lackluster as well; the few times Earth is graced with their presence tabloids press another tale of the barely believable paranormal.

But the bloody deaths of over 1000 people will occasionally get noticed. A small horde of A.F.L felt the slight disturbance in the realm they were passing through, caused by the waves of spiritual trauma from the bloodshed and slaughter of innocents. Away they sped. To Earth, to feast.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Bumpy ride, eh?”

“Yes sir”

Lt. Jasper sat in the back of the APC as it carved a swathe through the jungle. The humidity caused sweat to form under the Kevlar helmet perched on his head. The radio crackled to life and barked out a few orders into Jasper’s headset.

“Alright diggers, here’s the deal, we’ve been scrambled along with some other units to an area inside the red zone. The yanks spotted something with their recon flight and it looks pretty nasty, looks like the rebels had lined up a whole village and shot em at a mass gravesite. Remember, we’re working on the U.N payroll, don’t shoot unless fired upon, we’re to try and detain them until back up arrives. Personally I don’t think that’s going to happen. Be ready, if you hear a shot, even if they raise their weapons, start brassing them up, understood?”

“Yes sir!” came the shouted reply from his men. Jasper knew in the other three APC’s his NCOs were giving similar speeches to the men. As they reached the deployment zone, Jasper gripped his Styer and screamed out “Go! Go! Go!” as the back dropped out of the APC and his men scrambled out. Racing out himself, Jasper ran around to the front of the APC... and stopped still.

Neat lines of corpse, men women and children were arranged in front of a huge pit. That, Jasper had expected. What he had not expected were the scattered and strewn about body parts of South American guerrillas. What he had not expected were giant horned monstrosities, toothy parodies of mankind feasting on those blood-drenched, mutilated remains.

They turned and charged at his men. Jasper began to shout out an order but there was no need. A torrent of fire erupted from both his men and the 50.cal guns on the APC. The creatures began to fall, the hail of lead cracking then punching through the armor like hides of the beasts but their numbers were too great, surging forward, they began to rip men apart. Those with enough presence of mind scrambled back into the APCs, whose machine guns were able to better dispatch the demons.

Jasper blew a charging demon to gory shreds, empting out his clip and began to run to the nearest APC when a claw came out of nowhere, slashing at his leg and cutting deep. Jasper cried out in pain as he collapsed, twisting as he landed heavily on the ground, and fired his grenade launcher attachment into the demon as it pounced on him. The 40mm grenade punched a hole through the creature’s chest and lodged itself inside the demon, not exploding due to the distance. The demon screeched and collapsed upon him, black ichor pouring out over him. As Jasper began to pass out, he heard the roar of the APC’s as they sped away, the roar of 50.cal machineguns fading in the distance.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Wake up, little mortal”

“mmphza…wha?”

“I’m rather impressed, sacrificing yourself to save your men”

“Hazza… FUCK!”

Jasper took in his situation. A huge, towering creature of armored muscle stood over him. His leg pulsed as his blood still ran out. Jasper was pretty certain he was stuffed.

“Who the hell are you?”

“I am Fal’Ki. I have lost a surprising number of soldiers on what I was told would just be a simple feeding, thanks to you”

“You give me… too much credit”

“Really?”

The brief conversation was time enough for slip a magazine into his Styer. Quickly cocking it, then aiming upwards, he burnt off the entire clip at the immense figure, screaming defiance. After the roar of the gunfire, and the final tinkling of the brass casing, a single drop of ichor fell on Jaspers forehead. The figure laughed heartily, then knelt down and placed an enormous hand on Jaspers face, smothering his entire head.

“You will do well”

Cold blades of steel carved through Jasper’s mind, and he was Jasper no more.


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Hum...good job my second, We are now ready...Just as soon as H-kat/Wren/angle post ><...

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*twitches*...Ahhh thats better...*shoots Ezelek and then cuts him into little chunks*

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Hum...good job my second, We are now ready...Just as soon as H-kat/Wren/angle post ><...


I'm mostly waiting on Angel... I haven't talked to her at all, an' dunno how her character would react to being snatched up and flown away by a dragon. ^_^;;

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*cough* sorry guys, I was in Atlanta with minimal compy access, and when I got back I had work and a personal problem *blink* eheh.

But I'm back now! and I'm in the process of posting.

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I’ve really been meaning to post a better description on my character, so here are some things you may not know/missed:

Shinigami is an outcast. His fellow death god’s shunned him due to the shreds of humanity that linger in his character (having both your soul and consciousness intertwined with that of a human body will do that to you). As to how a human body managed to survive such an ordeal is still a mystery. Still, having the combined souls of two being does answer a few questions. The way Shinigami lacks complete control of his supernatural abilities, for example.

Unlike legend, most gods are very mortal. This includes Shinigami, though the presence of the death god’s soul has given the body a very mild healing ability, and has slowed aging for Shin quite a bit. Having been in countless battles, mortality definitely becomes an issue for the death god. In these cases, the fading of the human soul (caused by a nearing death) in Shin causes the death god soul to take a position of control over the body. This results in temporary surges of incredible power (as has already been seen).

Though Shinigami has come to embrace being alone, he is very protective over the few individuals that he’s come to cherish.

Currently, Shinigami’s motivation is revenge and protecting those he holds dear. This means that Shin’s out to stop Anubis by any means necessary.
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I hope that helps anyone who was confused (or just gives you guys a little better insight on Shin)...BTW, great to have ya back Angel. Hope you've managed to work out your problems. Yeah, life can seriously suck at times...I can definitely say that from experience.

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WB. Now, let's make something epic.

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Lets make it understandable as well.

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*Commence Eyeroll*

Oh, yes, oh smarmy one.

*Cue end-eyeroll... now.*

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Hey H-kat, chill, I'm just messing around.

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No chill needed. I'm in a happy mood!

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More in a month than in a year... yay!

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Alrighty then. Since Kitsune is AWOL, I'll write up the next post for the three of us (Icy, Michael and Kit-chan.)

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Name: Dark Setyuna
Kunoichi, leader of Shadow Kahn forces

Age: 19
Height: 5’6
Weight: 115 lbs
Eyes: A rustic green, sometimes mistaken for brown but seen when examined closely, they appear green with a ring of orange about the pupil.
Hair: Reddish-brown
Race: Ninja

Appearance: She is usually dressed in the traditional grey ninja garb, yet lacks the hood so her hair, forehead and eyes are easily distinguishable.

Equipment: Dark sports a number of hidden weapons: shuriken, daggers, etc. She wields a Naginata, a medium sized staff fitted with blade at the end, as well as ashiko (spiked feet) and neko-te (iron fingernails) on her feet and hands. There are other … concealed items as well.

Shadow Kahn:

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If you have seen jackie Chan adventures then you know what I mean, they are the basic scout/recon for his Unit, also used for assassination or hit and run raids...Will never stay and fight, or be taken alive.


Seven in total, garbed in the traditional black. Each possesses a variety of weaponry, magic, and skill, used only in the command of Dark, their leader.

Motivations: Unlike most ninja, Dark contains a smidgen of honor. While this does not apply within battle, she blanches at the thought of betrayal and will flat out refuse any suggestions of backstabbing – which her crew often voices. While she is not tied down by the samurai Bushido code, she is driven by a need to protect her employers and her friends and rid the realm of her enemies

Background: At first glance you merely sweep over the view of a circle of seven masked men, tall and poised … but it is the figure in the middle that attracts the most attention. Significantly shorter and younger than the rest, she commands the silent, unwavering attention of every individual in her group …and with a few sharp words they all disperse, hiding in the nearby foliage and scaring the absolute begeebs out of you, spectator, because then she turns, flicking back a strand of auburn hair and waves at you. Only, she isn’t waving … and a second later you feel the ambient shadows draw close around you, crowding you, until they fill everything you see, and everything you feel …

One must always choose a side. The decision to join Fal’Ki was never a difficult one, having come to his aid previously. He had asked for several assassin missions and her Shadow Kahn had fulfilled them, reaping a large sum of money in return. When Fal’Ki asked for assistance again, she agreed, believing that she would be more secure under the orders of someone familiar.


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