The Lucky Ones,A Superhero/Fantasy RP with an idea (Closed,Starting)

[nuba km]

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Spoiler: new character

Name: Dagan Gahariet
Gender: male

Age: 35

Height: 6'7

Build: underweight

Hair: medium length, dyed multi colour (changes according to surroundings)

Profession: merchant

Superhuman Ability: reactive evolution

Personality: Pessimistic, he has seen the worst of people and he only sees the worst in people, he likes no one. Due to his powers he has even stopped calling himself human and finds being called human as an insult, this also means he finds cannibalism fine as he doesn't see it as cannibalism for him merely him being higher up the food chain then other humans. He always sees an act of kindness as suspicious and therefore will never let his guard down. He never gives people a second chance.

Background: (exile wanderer) he lived with a tribe of people in the desert till the age of 16 his tribe who lived in the desert thought his powers came from witchcraft as it made him almost monster like, they tried to kill him but he ran into the desert as fast as he could and the tribe believed him to be dead.

His powers have made his limes long and thin so he could reach food hitting in the cracks of rocks and thorn bushes. His skin is scaly in order to avoid water lose from evaporation. His arms and legs are of same length and his feet are hand like having an opposable toe, this is so he can walk and run on all four in order to avoid his prey detecting him. His teeth are all canine teeth as the only source of food he can find is other animals that live in the desert. His hands and feet are also large and thin to increase the likely hood of him catching his prey when he claws for it. His tongue is long and narrow in order to get at rain water left in cracks in rocks or from holes in cacti. He has large ears to easily hear the movement of anything around him. He also has a thin protective layer on his eyes to avoid sand from damaging them.

One day he came across a caravan with a merchant and camels travelling through the desert, he decided to climb in the back of it and then he bit the merchant's neck and then ate him. He took his robes, caravan and goods in order to have a more constant supply of food. He know travels through the desert and trades with villages for food using the robes to hide how he looks as his face still looks human, but when he finds out someone has stolen from him he will come back during without his robes on, find the house of were his stolen merchandise is, he will then break in making as little noise as he can and kill everyone in that house during their sleep. He will take the corpses back to his caravan as well as anything valuable.

Additional Information: non

I think this is a much more interesting character.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Spoiler

Name: Theseus Achilleus (this means 'to set pain')
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Height: 5?8
Build: Slim
Hair: Medium length
Hair colour: Brown
Profession: Knight
Superhuman Ability: Advanced Healing Factor
Personality: (Angry) Theseus has a quick temper; if anyone offends him or does something that Theseus finds immoral he will be quick to say so and won't think twice about drawing out his weapon.
Background: (hidden Iyou Mountains) Theseus was found at the age of 25 in front of one of the temples, no one knows where he came from including himself. They found him with serious injuries but they healed in less than two days, so they decided to call him Theseus Achilleus or 'to set pain'. He first decided to become a monk but due to his rash nature he and the other monks decide it would be best if he took another path in live. He decided o become a knight and guard the temple, because his healing abilities mean that he could not get any permanent injuries and that no one would lose their live from a random monster attack. He has spent the last 7 years training his combat skills in the mountains, making sure no matter where he is he can always see the temple he is protecting.
Additional Information: he has a 10 ft spear and a short sword from when the monks found him, and wears leather armour, apart from two non-matching metal boots that he has found in the mountains.

just reminding that I just would like this character on a waiting list for 9-10weeks and then of course till there is a space open, but when/if I get to join this sound like a interesting character.

Separate the paragraps,extend the personality,merge the hair into one section and Life not Live.Also,we're starting this as soon as we have 5 characters,so that's gonna be a matter of days,if not hours,not weeks.

 

[RagnorakTres]

OK, this is taking a while longer than I thought it would. I may or may not have this done tonight.

 

[nuba km]

Spoiler

Name: Theseus Achilleus (this means 'to set pain')
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Height: 5?8
Build: Slim
Hair: Medium length
Hair colour: Brown
Profession: Knight
Superhuman Ability: Advanced Healing Factor
Personality: (Angry) Theseus has a quick temper; if anyone offends him or does something that Theseus finds immoral he will be quick to say so and won't think twice about drawing out his weapon.
Background: (hidden Iyou Mountains) Theseus was found at the age of 25 in front of one of the temples, no one knows where he came from including himself. They found him with serious injuries but they healed in less than two days, so they decided to call him Theseus Achilleus or 'to set pain'. He first decided to become a monk but due to his rash nature he and the other monks decide it would be best if he took another path in live. He decided o become a knight and guard the temple, because his healing abilities mean that he could not get any permanent injuries and that no one would lose their live from a random monster attack. He has spent the last 7 years training his combat skills in the mountains, making sure no matter where he is he can always see the temple he is protecting.
Additional Information: he has a 10 ft spear and a short sword from when the monks found him, and wears leather armour, apart from two non-matching metal boots that he has found in the mountains.

just reminding that I just would like this character on a waiting list for 9-10weeks and then of course till there is a space open, but when/if I get to join this sound like a interesting character.

Separate the paragraps,extend the personality,merge the hair into one section and Life not Live.Also,we're starting this as soon as we have 5 characters,so that's gonna be a matter of days,if not hours,not weeks.

I have now made the changes and the 9-10 weeks thing is about the fact that I would like to be on the waiting list for this RP, as in 4 weeks I will be doing exams for 5 weeks. In fact I was planing not to even put up my character for any RP but this is just too interesting to pass up on.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

OK, this is taking a while longer than I thought it would. I may or may not have this done tonight.

Okay,take your time.

Spoiler

Name: Theseus Achilleus (this means 'to set pain')
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Height: 5?8
Build: Slim
Hair: Medium length
Hair colour: Brown
Profession: Knight
Superhuman Ability: Advanced Healing Factor
Personality: (Angry) Theseus has a quick temper; if anyone offends him or does something that Theseus finds immoral he will be quick to say so and won't think twice about drawing out his weapon.
Background: (hidden Iyou Mountains) Theseus was found at the age of 25 in front of one of the temples, no one knows where he came from including himself. They found him with serious injuries but they healed in less than two days, so they decided to call him Theseus Achilleus or 'to set pain'. He first decided to become a monk but due to his rash nature he and the other monks decide it would be best if he took another path in live. He decided o become a knight and guard the temple, because his healing abilities mean that he could not get any permanent injuries and that no one would lose their live from a random monster attack. He has spent the last 7 years training his combat skills in the mountains, making sure no matter where he is he can always see the temple he is protecting.
Additional Information: he has a 10 ft spear and a short sword from when the monks found him, and wears leather armour, apart from two non-matching metal boots that he has found in the mountains.

just reminding that I just would like this character on a waiting list for 9-10weeks and then of course till there is a space open, but when/if I get to join this sound like a interesting character.

Separate the paragraps,extend the personality,merge the hair into one section and Life not Live.Also,we're starting this as soon as we have 5 characters,so that's gonna be a matter of days,if not hours,not weeks.

I have now made the changes and the 9-10 weeks thing is about the fact that I would like to be on the waiting list for this RP, as in 4 weeks I will be doing exams for 5 weeks. In fact I was planing not to even put up my character for any RP but this is just too interesting to pass up on.

Ah okay,sorry for the misunderstanding.

 

[Lambi]

Spoiler: My character sheet

Name: Madlyn Agata

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Height: 5'6"

Build: Muscular

Hair: Medium Length

Hair Color: Ginger

Profession: Soldier

Superhuman Ability: Teleportation

Personality: ( Insane ) Madlyn, now called Mad for short, has snapped fully and can't be turned back to how she was. She likes to torture others and see the looks on their faces while she does so. She takes great joy in others' suffering and finds no sound better than that of a begging victim. She isn't stupid, though, and can hide her insanity most of the time when she needs to. But the urge she gets can sometimes be too strong for her to ignore it.

Background: ( Happiness, The Reaak Kingdom ) Madlyn wasn't always insane. She had lived a happy life in the Reaak Kingdom as the daughter of a wealthy family, one of the few that seemed to care about something other than just themselves. She had a younger brother who entered her life when she was 4 years old. She had a dream not fitting for a lady of a wealthy family, but she had the support of her parents and brother, who didn't care one bit what everyone else thought. She wanted to become a soldier, and so she trained night and day to become one from the age of 12, starting it slowly with running and throwing a few punches in the air, working her way up with push-ups, running faster and lifting weights until she was among the strongest individuals in the Reaak Kingdom.

She was offered a position as a soldier in the military there and she accepted it. She became a valuable asset to the military, but she hadn't been prepared for the stress that she'd be put under. She'd focused so much on her physical strength, she hadn't thought of working on her mental strength. It was on one of her missions that she found out about her powers of teleportation when she was in trouble, teleporting far away from the trouble she'd gotten into. A couple of years after seeing all the nasty things you could imagine, she was one day on her way home and noticed the door to her home was open. She feared the worst, and was tired, both mentally and physically. She rushed, though, to her home and saw what was inside. Her family had been slaughtered, their remains all over the walls, ceiling in some places and the floor was wet with their blood. She collapsed and the stress that had built up was given the final push it had needed and she snapped. She stood up and walked around her house, looking around it with a sort of glee on her face, as if they remains of her family was something that brought her joy.

Many mourned her family, and she didn't understand why. Why was it needed to take the remains down, when they had made such pretty decorations? Why put them in a box that was put in the ground? Such a waste in her mind. She wasn't there when her family was buried. Many thought she was to struck with grief to attend it. But she hadn't been there because she knew she'd only bring attention to herself with her grin and mad giggle. She kept her position as a soldier, though she became more ruthless and just plain sadistic in her work. It was noticed, but as one of the strongest among them, they didn't dare go against her. In her house, there was a basement, where she brought a few victims whenever she felt like it, stalking them at night and capturing them, teleporting back home to the basement with her victims, then slowly and surely torturing them with various devices while a big grin sat comfortably on her face. She didn't have any reason for torturing them. She was just having fun. A giggle. A laugh. Such a mad laugh she gave. She wasn't called Mad for nothing now.

Additional Information: She's best avoided when she gets the urge, because there's practically no escaping her when she gets it. She carries her sword around with her at all times, ready to strike at the drop of a hat.

Hope it's a good one.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Spoiler: My character sheet

Name: Madlyn Agata

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Height: 5'6"

Build: Muscular

Hair: Medium Length

Hair Color: Ginger

Profession: Soldier

Superhuman Ability: Teleportation

Personality: ( Insane ) Madlyn, now called Mad for short, has snapped fully and can't be turned back to how she was. She likes to torture others and see the looks on their faces while she does so. She takes great joy in others' suffering and finds no sound better than that of a begging victim. She isn't stupid, though, and can hide her insanity most of the time when she needs to. But the urge she gets can sometimes be too strong for her to ignore it.

Background: ( Happiness, The Reaak Kingdom ) Madlyn wasn't always insane. She had lived a happy life in the Reaak Kingdom as the daughter of a wealthy family, one of the few that seemed to care about something other than just themselves. She had a younger brother who entered her life when she was 4 years old. She had a dream not fitting for a lady of a wealthy family, but she had the support of her parents and brother, who didn't care one bit what everyone else thought. She wanted to become a soldier, and so she trained night and day to become one from the age of 12, starting it slowly with running and throwing a few punches in the air, working her way up with pushups, running faster and lifting weights until she was among the strongest individuals in the Reaak Kingdom.

She was offered a position as a soldier in the military there and she accepted it. She became a valuable asset to the military, but she hadn't been prepared for the stress that she'd be put under. She'd focused so much on her physical strength, she hadn't thought of working on her mental strength. A couple of years after seeing all the nasty things you could imagine, she was one day on her way home and noticed the door to her home was open. She feared the worst, and was tired, both mentally and physically. She rushed, though, to her home and saw what was inside. Her family had been slaughtered, their remains all over the walls, ceiling in some places and the floor was wet with their blood. She collapsed and the stress that had built up was given the final push it had needed and she snapped. She stood up and walked around her house, looking around it with a sort of glee on her face, as if they remains of her family was something that brought her joy.

Many mourned her family, and she didn't understand why. Why was it needed to take the remains down, when they had made such pretty decorations? Why put them in a box that was put in the ground? Such a waste in her mind. She wasn't there when her family was burried. Many thought she was to struck with grief to attend it. But she hadn't been there because she knew she'd only bring attention to herself with her grin and mad giggle. She kept her position as a soldier, though she became more ruthless and just plain sadistic in her work. It was noticed, but as one of the strongest among them, they didn't dare go against her. In her house, there was a basement, where she brought a few victims whenever she felt like it, stalking them at night and capturing them, then slowly and surely torturing them with various devices while a big grin sat comfortably on her face. She didn't have any reason for torturing them. She was just having fun. A giggle. A laugh. Such a mad laugh she gave. She wasn't called Mad for nothing now.

Additional Information: She's best avoided when she gets the urge, because there's practically no escaping her when she gets it. She carries her sword around with her at all times, ready to strike at the drop of a hat.

Hope it's a good one.

Excellent sheet,I'll add it to the OP.

 

[SamuelT]

Yes, I think I will.



Name: Liza 'Pele' Alexandrei.

Age: 28

Gender: Female
Height: 5'4
Build: Underweight
Hair: Medium
Hair Color: Black

Profession: Thief

Superhuman Ability: Super Agility

Personality: (Energetic)

Liza's a source of constant energy in a pretty grim world. If someone's trying to stab her in the back, she'll go along with it until she can't anymore. If she's being robbed, she'll turn the mugging into a sport of 'who can hit me first.' She often turns dangerous things into games, trying to get some extra challenge out of a dangerous heist. Once she weaved a string of bells into her hair and took on an extremely dangerous heist, just so she had to be extra careful. This energy and eagerness does give her a tendancy to lose her head every so often, not stopping to think if it's a good thing. Some of the people she's closest to notice that her energeticness is a way of compensating for something long past, but this is only because they know what has happened.

Background: (Survival) And what has happened was as follows. Liza often tells people that she's the illegitimate daughter of Glimpse; the government-sactioned-turned-rogue assassin that's often dismissed as a legend. This, however, is not far from the truth. Liza is indeed an illegitimate daughter, but not of Glimpse. She was born from a forceful joining of one of the ruling class of a noblewoman who demanded a pesant man; even though he was married. He was fetched, used and disposed of. Several weeks later karma returned the noblewomans deeds as she found herself pregnant. Being married and in a precautious position, she was not pleased with the development, and spent her first weeks of pregnancy ranting and cursing, swearing that the child be removed before it was even born, with a blade if needed. But as months passed, the noblewoman found herself unable to kill that which grew within her, starting to love it even. The birth went fine, and the noblewoman was able to pass the bastard child off as her husbands, seeing as they were trying for child anyways at the same moment. But apparently her punishment was not severe enough, as her family soon found the wrath of an early rebellion.

Her family lived on the land for a few years, because they both thought that a child should be raised away from the bustle and poison of a city on the verge of rebellion. Irony wanted that, because of the sparse military presence outside of the castle and urban areas, their land was the first to be found by rebellion. Liza was 4 years old at this time. Workers, drunk on words of freedom and alcoholic beverages set fire to the land, the landhouse and its inhabitants. Quicky surrounded by all sides, the noble family with their daughter could do nothing but wait for their death. A collapse of the roof was Liza's bittersweet salvation, as it crushed both her parents and most of the remaining staff, but kept her safe under a pile of stone and bricks. Her caretaker, a woman called Patmavati and just starting the final years of her life, was spared as well, though a broken leg was not kept from her.

After the entire house was burned to the ground, the two dug their way out. Patmavati carried Liza for a day and a night, trying to reach the nearest city. They were picked up by patrolling soldiers, and were escorted the rest of the way in a carriage. Because of the impending rebellion, and disinterest in her family, Liza was dumped in the nearest orphanage, where she was brought up by old woman hating the young for being young. Patmavati she never saw again. Liza became a quiet kid, never saying no or crying. It wasn't until her teen years she became a difficult child, which vanished as soon as she was dismissed from the orphanage at 18. Normally children who have spent their entire time in the orphanage become caretakers themselves, having several of the younger children looking up to them. But Liza, who's entire image of the outside world came from epic books, was convinced that she would find justice if she just set out to set thing right.

She'd found out early in her years that her flexibility, reactions and general agility was better than anyone elses. She could pluck an arrow out of the air when aimed at her, clamber up to the ceiling and hide there for hours before someone even thought of looking up, balance on a cord while wind was constantly blowing, fall down four meters and still be up to sprint on, handle a short blade with extreme dexterity and more thing befitting for a jester, or circus act. When desperate for money, she'd use her extordinary abilities to get what she wanted, quickly gaining the reputation of the best thief around. Several instances sought her out to get tech, or more common; valuables, from others and Liza could live quite comfortably on her own.

Additional Information: Liza is never seen without wearing a dark-green scarf covering most of her lower face. She says that it's so that no one can see her on the job, and because it gives her that little bit of mistique.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Yes, I think I will.



Name: Liza 'Pele' Alexandrei.

Age: 28

Gender: Female
Height: 5'4
Build: Underweight
Hair: Medium
Hair Color: Black

Profession: Thief

Superhuman Ability: Super Agility

Personality: (Energetic)

Liza's a source of constant energy in a pretty grim world. If someone's trying to stab her in the back, she'll go along with it until she can't anymore. If she's being robbed, she'll turn the mugging into a sport of 'who can hit me first.' She often turns dangerous things into games, trying to get some extra challenge out of a dangerous heist. Once she weaved a string of bells into her hair and took on an extremely dangerous heist, just so she had to be extra careful. This energy and eagerness does give her a tendancy to lose her head every so often, not stopping to think if it's a good thing. Some of the people she's closest to notice that her energeticness is a way of compensating for something long past, but this is only because they know what has happened.

Background: (Survival) And what has happened was as follows. Liza often tells people that she's the illegitimate daughter of Glimpse; the government-sactioned-turned-rogue assassin that's often dismissed as a legend. This, however, is not far from the truth. Liza is indeed an illegitimate daughter, but not of Glimpse. She was born from a forceful joining of one of the ruling class of a noblewoman who demanded a pesant man; even though he was married. He was fetched, used and disposed of. Several weeks later karma returned the noblewomans deeds as she found herself pregnant. Being married and in a precautious position, she was not pleased with the development, and spent her first weeks of pregnancy ranting and cursing, swearing that the child be removed before it was even born, with a blade if needed. But as months passed, the noblewoman found herself unable to kill that which grew within her, starting to love it even. The birth went fine, and the noblewoman was able to pass the bastard child off as her husbands, seeing as they were trying for child anyways at the same moment. But apparently her punishment was not severe enough, as her family soon found the wrath of an early rebellion.

Her family lived on the land for a few years, because they both thought that a child should be raised away from the bustle and poison of a city on the verge of rebellion. Irony wanted that, because of the sparse military presence outside of the castle and urban areas, their land was the first to be found by rebellion. Liza was 4 years old at this time. Workers, drunk on words of freedom and alcoholic beverages set fire to the land, the landhouse and its inhabitants. Quicky surrounded by all sides, the noble family with their daughter could do nothing but wait for their death. A collapse of the roof was Liza's bittersweet salvation, as it crushed both her parents and most of the remaining staff, but kept her safe under a pile of stone and bricks. Her caretaker, a woman called Patmavati and just starting the final years of her life, was spared as well, though a broken leg was not kept from her.

After the entire house was burned to the ground, the two dug their way out. Patmavati carried Liza for a day and a night, trying to reach the nearest city. They were picked up by patrolling soldiers, and were escorted the rest of the way in a carriage. Because of the impending rebellion, and disinterest in her family, Liza was dumped in the nearest orphanage, where she was brought up by old woman hating the young for being young. Patmavati she never saw again. Liza became a quiet kid, never saying no or crying. It wasn't until her teen years she became a difficult child, which vanished as soon as she was dismissed from the orphanage at 18. Normally children who have spent their entire time in the orphanage become caretakers themselves, having several of the younger children looking up to them. But Liza, who's entire image of the outside world came from epic books, was convinced that she would find justice if she just set out to set thing right.

She'd found out early in her years that her flexibility, reactions and general agility was better than anyone elses. She could pluck an arrow out of the air when aimed at her, clamber up to the ceiling and hide there for hours before someone even thought of looking up, balance on a cord while wind was constantly blowing, fall down four meters and still be up to sprint on, handle a short blade with extreme dexterity and more thing befitting for a jester, or circus act. When desperate for money, she'd use her extordinary abilities to get what she wanted, quickly gaining the reputation of the best thief around. Several instances sought her out to get tech, or more common; valuables, from others and Liza could live quite comfortably on her own.

Additional Information: Liza is never seen without wearing a dark-green scarf covering most of her lower face. She says that it's so that no one can see her on the job, and because it gives her that little bit of mistique.

Love it,adding it to OP.

 

[Fallen-Angel Risen-Demon]

Quick question, how fast is Super Speed? Like, run up walls and on water fast or too quick to see fast?

 

[SamuelT]

Yes, I think I will.



Name: Liza 'Pele' Alexandrei.

Age: 28

Gender: Female
Height: 5'4
Build: Underweight
Hair: Medium
Hair Color: Black

Profession: Thief

Superhuman Ability: Super Agility

Personality: (Energetic)

Liza's a source of constant energy in a pretty grim world. If someone's trying to stab her in the back, she'll go along with it until she can't anymore. If she's being robbed, she'll turn the mugging into a sport of 'who can hit me first.' She often turns dangerous things into games, trying to get some extra challenge out of a dangerous heist. Once she weaved a string of bells into her hair and took on an extremely dangerous heist, just so she had to be extra careful. This energy and eagerness does give her a tendancy to lose her head every so often, not stopping to think if it's a good thing. Some of the people she's closest to notice that her energeticness is a way of compensating for something long past, but this is only because they know what has happened.

Background: (Survival) And what has happened was as follows. Liza often tells people that she's the illegitimate daughter of Glimpse; the government-sactioned-turned-rogue assassin that's often dismissed as a legend. This, however, is not far from the truth. Liza is indeed an illegitimate daughter, but not of Glimpse. She was born from a forceful joining of one of the ruling class of a noblewoman who demanded a pesant man; even though he was married. He was fetched, used and disposed of. Several weeks later karma returned the noblewomans deeds as she found herself pregnant. Being married and in a precautious position, she was not pleased with the development, and spent her first weeks of pregnancy ranting and cursing, swearing that the child be removed before it was even born, with a blade if needed. But as months passed, the noblewoman found herself unable to kill that which grew within her, starting to love it even. The birth went fine, and the noblewoman was able to pass the bastard child off as her husbands, seeing as they were trying for child anyways at the same moment. But apparently her punishment was not severe enough, as her family soon found the wrath of an early rebellion.

Her family lived on the land for a few years, because they both thought that a child should be raised away from the bustle and poison of a city on the verge of rebellion. Irony wanted that, because of the sparse military presence outside of the castle and urban areas, their land was the first to be found by rebellion. Liza was 4 years old at this time. Workers, drunk on words of freedom and alcoholic beverages set fire to the land, the landhouse and its inhabitants. Quicky surrounded by all sides, the noble family with their daughter could do nothing but wait for their death. A collapse of the roof was Liza's bittersweet salvation, as it crushed both her parents and most of the remaining staff, but kept her safe under a pile of stone and bricks. Her caretaker, a woman called Patmavati and just starting the final years of her life, was spared as well, though a broken leg was not kept from her.

After the entire house was burned to the ground, the two dug their way out. Patmavati carried Liza for a day and a night, trying to reach the nearest city. They were picked up by patrolling soldiers, and were escorted the rest of the way in a carriage. Because of the impending rebellion, and disinterest in her family, Liza was dumped in the nearest orphanage, where she was brought up by old woman hating the young for being young. Patmavati she never saw again. Liza became a quiet kid, never saying no or crying. It wasn't until her teen years she became a difficult child, which vanished as soon as she was dismissed from the orphanage at 18. Normally children who have spent their entire time in the orphanage become caretakers themselves, having several of the younger children looking up to them. But Liza, who's entire image of the outside world came from epic books, was convinced that she would find justice if she just set out to set thing right.

She'd found out early in her years that her flexibility, reactions and general agility was better than anyone elses. She could pluck an arrow out of the air when aimed at her, clamber up to the ceiling and hide there for hours before someone even thought of looking up, balance on a cord while wind was constantly blowing, fall down four meters and still be up to sprint on, handle a short blade with extreme dexterity and more thing befitting for a jester, or circus act. When desperate for money, she'd use her extordinary abilities to get what she wanted, quickly gaining the reputation of the best thief around. Several instances sought her out to get tech, or more common; valuables, from others and Liza could live quite comfortably on her own.

Additional Information: Liza is never seen without wearing a dark-green scarf covering most of her lower face. She says that it's so that no one can see her on the job, and because it gives her that little bit of mistique.

Love it,adding it to OP.

Right. Thanks for that, but I've read through the other sheets, and all follow the same trend of family murder. Mind if I reroll?

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Quick question, how fast is Super Speed? Like, run up walls and on water fast or too quick to see fast?

As in flash step like speeds.

Yes, I think I will.



Name: Liza 'Pele' Alexandrei.

Age: 28

Gender: Female
Height: 5'4
Build: Underweight
Hair: Medium
Hair Color: Black

Profession: Thief

Superhuman Ability: Super Agility

Personality: (Energetic)

Liza's a source of constant energy in a pretty grim world. If someone's trying to stab her in the back, she'll go along with it until she can't anymore. If she's being robbed, she'll turn the mugging into a sport of 'who can hit me first.' She often turns dangerous things into games, trying to get some extra challenge out of a dangerous heist. Once she weaved a string of bells into her hair and took on an extremely dangerous heist, just so she had to be extra careful. This energy and eagerness does give her a tendancy to lose her head every so often, not stopping to think if it's a good thing. Some of the people she's closest to notice that her energeticness is a way of compensating for something long past, but this is only because they know what has happened.

Background: (Survival) And what has happened was as follows. Liza often tells people that she's the illegitimate daughter of Glimpse; the government-sactioned-turned-rogue assassin that's often dismissed as a legend. This, however, is not far from the truth. Liza is indeed an illegitimate daughter, but not of Glimpse. She was born from a forceful joining of one of the ruling class of a noblewoman who demanded a pesant man; even though he was married. He was fetched, used and disposed of. Several weeks later karma returned the noblewomans deeds as she found herself pregnant. Being married and in a precautious position, she was not pleased with the development, and spent her first weeks of pregnancy ranting and cursing, swearing that the child be removed before it was even born, with a blade if needed. But as months passed, the noblewoman found herself unable to kill that which grew within her, starting to love it even. The birth went fine, and the noblewoman was able to pass the bastard child off as her husbands, seeing as they were trying for child anyways at the same moment. But apparently her punishment was not severe enough, as her family soon found the wrath of an early rebellion.

Her family lived on the land for a few years, because they both thought that a child should be raised away from the bustle and poison of a city on the verge of rebellion. Irony wanted that, because of the sparse military presence outside of the castle and urban areas, their land was the first to be found by rebellion. Liza was 4 years old at this time. Workers, drunk on words of freedom and alcoholic beverages set fire to the land, the landhouse and its inhabitants. Quicky surrounded by all sides, the noble family with their daughter could do nothing but wait for their death. A collapse of the roof was Liza's bittersweet salvation, as it crushed both her parents and most of the remaining staff, but kept her safe under a pile of stone and bricks. Her caretaker, a woman called Patmavati and just starting the final years of her life, was spared as well, though a broken leg was not kept from her.

After the entire house was burned to the ground, the two dug their way out. Patmavati carried Liza for a day and a night, trying to reach the nearest city. They were picked up by patrolling soldiers, and were escorted the rest of the way in a carriage. Because of the impending rebellion, and disinterest in her family, Liza was dumped in the nearest orphanage, where she was brought up by old woman hating the young for being young. Patmavati she never saw again. Liza became a quiet kid, never saying no or crying. It wasn't until her teen years she became a difficult child, which vanished as soon as she was dismissed from the orphanage at 18. Normally children who have spent their entire time in the orphanage become caretakers themselves, having several of the younger children looking up to them. But Liza, who's entire image of the outside world came from epic books, was convinced that she would find justice if she just set out to set thing right.

She'd found out early in her years that her flexibility, reactions and general agility was better than anyone elses. She could pluck an arrow out of the air when aimed at her, clamber up to the ceiling and hide there for hours before someone even thought of looking up, balance on a cord while wind was constantly blowing, fall down four meters and still be up to sprint on, handle a short blade with extreme dexterity and more thing befitting for a jester, or circus act. When desperate for money, she'd use her extordinary abilities to get what she wanted, quickly gaining the reputation of the best thief around. Several instances sought her out to get tech, or more common; valuables, from others and Liza could live quite comfortably on her own.

Additional Information: Liza is never seen without wearing a dark-green scarf covering most of her lower face. She says that it's so that no one can see her on the job, and because it gives her that little bit of mistique.

Love it,adding it to OP.

Right. Thanks for that, but I've read through the other sheets, and all follow the same trend of family murder. Mind if I reroll?

Yeah go ahead

 

[Irony's Acolyte]

I don't know if I'll join up in this RP but I've got to say you can make some odd characters. If I do end up playing, expect a 6'8" obese dude.

 

[Lambi]

I never did say in my character's background how she found out about her powers. I can add that if you want.

Edit: Added it to her background and fixed a few errors. You can put it in the OP again now as it is.

 

[SamuelT]

I think this warrants a new post. I rolled anew; got a few things the same however. Tell me if this is acceptable.

<spoiler=Agni Spyridoula>Name: Agni Spyridoula
Age: 17
Profession: Guardesse
Superhuman Ability: Super Agility
Appearance: Underweight, with dyed mulitcoloured hair both white with blue at the ends.
Personality: (Happiness)
Agni is, and always has been, happy with her lot in life. Her identity as scion was accepted early on, even enjoyed every now and then. When she underwent the training to guardesse she accepted the brutal beating, the tough requirements she met with a smile. When she was caught smuggling some food to one of the children with higher intelligence; she was punished without any word of protest or a frown of discontent. She?s accepting with anyone, though ruthless to the bone. Don?t expect to escape her wrath when it notices you.
Background: Her identity as Scion was apparent from a very young age, and her abilities were envied, and admired, by the other youths. Agia enjoyed most of the attention. She was admired by most girls, and envied by most boys in the Tharblae Marshes as they had to excel their in military training to adhere to the norm. Agni was able to scale any wall, traverse the marshes without falling once, catching balls and stones thrown at her, win in any fights with sticks against other children and jump out of trees ten times higher than she was. Her parents were intensely proud of her, and pushed and prodded against tradition and regulation until she got what she obsessed over; a position in the Dynasty Legion. Usually the brutal selection process was withheld from girls, because at the age younglings were tested, twelve years old, girls weren?t physically able enough in comparison to the boys. Agni was allowed to take the hest however, proving her physical toughness. She passed, but even with her supernatural abilities it wasn?t easy. She made it, but was broken at the end. Her training afterwards took four years, after which she was required to serve the Dynasty. Her identity as scion disallowed her the most dangerous position, and she was stationed as honour guard of one of the brothers of the Tharblae Dynasty.

Oddly enough, she was fine with this, as she was with almost everything. Her parents tried to move heaven and earth for her, and she accepted less. This cushiony job, however, did not guarantee her safety. As is the want of the Tharblae Marshes; danger lies behind every corner. Or behind every richly mineralised stretch of land, as the situation would have it. The brother of the Dynasty Agia was meant to be guarding was closely involved with the defence of their lands. In a particularly heated week; attacks were thrown from one side to the other, with the Dynasty raiding and pillaging, and the Reaak attacking with strong military order and firearms. Agia was closely involved in the fighting as the brother demanded to be on the frontlines of any battle. It was what Agia originally set out to do, and she revelled in it. One night however, something went wrong, and most of the raiding party was either captured or slaughtered. Agia was one of the former, undergoing an imprisonment she was trained to withstand. She never caved, and even escaped her captors after three days of imprisonment. She insisted to be reinstated in the field, and take her rest after their assignment was finished. The defence didn?t take very long after that, only a day of minor skirmished before the Reaak retreated, and Agia did need a long while to rest. She vanished for a week into the house of her parents. When she emerged again she was her happy, positive self. She did, however, wear a thick, knitted cloak from then on, even when in high temperatures. She still holds her position as guard, being promoted to the honour guard of the head of the Dynasty himself due to her actions at the aforementioned defence.

Additional Information: Though Agia is physically very capable, and not a dumb child, the limited nature of the Dynasty and the fact that they frown on intelligence leaves her mind in a not very developed state. She?s unfamiliar with the fineries of the other civilisations; their languages or their societal structures. The sense of the most powerful person wins is imbibed in her being, so etiquette is a very foreign subject to her. She is inquisitive to new things however and isn?t a barbarian.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

I don't know if I'll join up in this RP but I've got to say you can make some odd characters. If I do end up playing, expect a 6'8" obese dude.

I can't tell if you've missed the point entirely or if you're saying you'll get really high scores.

I never did say in my character's background how she found out about her powers. I can add that if you want.

Edit: Added it to her background and fixed a few errors. You can put it in the OP again now as it is.

I'm at a friends house at the moment,so I'll update it when I get home.

I think this warrants a new post. I rolled anew; got a few things the same however. Tell me if this is acceptable.

<spoiler=Agni Spyridoula>Name: Agni Spyridoula
Age: 17
Profession: Guardesse
Superhuman Ability: Super Agility
Personality: (Happiness)
Agni is, and always has been, happy with her lot in life. Her identity as scion was accepted early on, even enjoyed every now and then. When she underwent the training to guardesse she accepted the brutal beating, the tough requirements she met with a smile. When she was caught smuggling some food to one of the children with higher intelligence; she was punished without any word of protest or a frown of discontent. She?s accepting with anyone, though ruthless to the bone. Don?t expect to escape her wrath when it notices you.
Background: Her identity as Scion was apparent from a very young age, and her abilities were envied, and admired, by the other youths. Agia enjoyed most of the attention. She was admired by most girls, and envied by most boys in the Tharblae Marshes as they had to excel their in military training to adhere to the norm. Agni was able to scale any wall, traverse the marshes without falling once, catching balls and stones thrown at her, win in any fights with sticks against other children and jump out of trees ten times higher than she was. Her parents were intensely proud of her, and pushed and prodded against tradition and regulation until she got what she obsessed over; a position in the Dynasty Legion. Usually the brutal selection process was withheld from girls, because at the age younglings were tested, twelve years old, girls weren?t physically able enough in comparison to the boys. Agni was allowed to take the hest however, proving her physical toughness. She passed, but even with her supernatural abilities it wasn?t easy. She made it, but was broken at the end. Her training afterwards took four years, after which she was required to serve the Dynasty. Her identity as scion disallowed her the most dangerous position, and she was stationed as honour guard of one of the brothers of the Tharblae Dynasty.

Oddly enough, she was fine with this, as she was with almost everything. Her parents tried to move heaven and earth for her, and she accepted less. This cushiony job, however, did not guarantee her safety. As is the want of the Tharblae Marshes; danger lies behind every corner. Or behind every richly mineralised stretch of land, as the situation would have it. The brother of the Dynasty Agia was meant to be guarding was closely involved with the defence of their lands. In a particularly heated week; attacks were thrown from one side to the other, with the Dynasty raiding and pillaging, and the Reaak attacking with strong military order and firearms. Agia was closely involved in the fighting as the brother demanded to be on the frontlines of any battle. It was what Agia originally set out to do, and she revelled in it. One night however, something went wrong, and most of the raiding party was either captured or slaughtered. Agia was one of the former, undergoing an imprisonment she was trained to withstand. She never caved, and even escaped her captors after three days of imprisonment. She insisted to be reinstated in the field, and take her rest after their assignment was finished. The defence didn?t take very long after that, only a day of minor skirmished before the Reaak retreated, and Agia did need a long while to rest. She vanished for a week into the house of her parents. When she emerged again she was her happy, positive self. She did, however, wear a thick, knitted cloak from then on, even when in high temperatures. She still holds her position as guard, being promoted to the honour guard of the head of the Dynasty himself due to her actions at the aforementioned defence.

Additional Information: Though Agia is physically very capable, and not a dumb child, the limited nature of the Dynasty and the fact that they frown on intelligence leaves her mind in a not very developed state. She?s unfamiliar with the fineries of the other civilisations; their languages or their societal structures. The sense of the most powerful person wins is imbibed in her being, so etiquette is a very foreign subject to her. She is inquisitive to new things however and isn?t a barbarian.

Excellent,I'll add it when I go home.

 

[Fishtie]

This just sounds too weird and fun NOT to do.

...O.K. maybe this got too weird...

Spoiler

Name: Aeoelfrio Meredydd Vijaya Aurelius (goes by Vijaaya)

Gender: Male

Age: 5... and 34 (I decided that I kind of had to re-roll)

Height: 4'11"
Build: Slim
Hair: Bald
Hair Color: Dyed green & red (brown natural)

Profession: Soldier

Superhuman Ability: Absorption and Manipulation of Kinectic Energy

Personality: (Pessimistic)

Background: (exile, Wanderer)

Additional Information:

I have to go at the moment, but I'll fill out the details later. It may have to involve time travel.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

This just sounds too weird and fun NOT to do.

...O.K. maybe this got too weird...

Spoiler

Name: Aeoelfrio Meredydd Vijaya Aurelius (goes by Vijaaya)

Gender: Male

Age: 5... and 34 (I decided that I kind of had to re-roll)

Height: 4'11"
Build: Slim
Hair: Bald
Hair Color: Dyed green & red (brown natural)

Profession: Soldier

Superhuman Ability: Absorption and Manipulation of Kinectic Energy

Personality: (Pessimistic)

Background: (exile, Wanderer)

Additional Information:

I have to go at the moment, but I'll fill out the details later. It may have to involve time travel.

...Okay then.

 

[SamuelT]

I think this warrants a new post. I rolled anew; got a few things the same however. Tell me if this is acceptable.

<spoiler=Agni Spyridoula>Name: Agni Spyridoula
Age: 17
Profession: Guardesse
Superhuman Ability: Super Agility
Appearance: Underweight, with dyed mulitcoloured hair both white with blue at the ends.
Personality: (Happiness)
Agni is, and always has been, happy with her lot in life. Her identity as scion was accepted early on, even enjoyed every now and then. When she underwent the training to guardesse she accepted the brutal beating, the tough requirements she met with a smile. When she was caught smuggling some food to one of the children with higher intelligence; she was punished without any word of protest or a frown of discontent. She?s accepting with anyone, though ruthless to the bone. Don?t expect to escape her wrath when it notices you.
Background: Her identity as Scion was apparent from a very young age, and her abilities were envied, and admired, by the other youths. Agia enjoyed most of the attention. She was admired by most girls, and envied by most boys in the Tharblae Marshes as they had to excel their in military training to adhere to the norm. Agni was able to scale any wall, traverse the marshes without falling once, catching balls and stones thrown at her, win in any fights with sticks against other children and jump out of trees ten times higher than she was. Her parents were intensely proud of her, and pushed and prodded against tradition and regulation until she got what she obsessed over; a position in the Dynasty Legion. Usually the brutal selection process was withheld from girls, because at the age younglings were tested, twelve years old, girls weren?t physically able enough in comparison to the boys. Agni was allowed to take the hest however, proving her physical toughness. She passed, but even with her supernatural abilities it wasn?t easy. She made it, but was broken at the end. Her training afterwards took four years, after which she was required to serve the Dynasty. Her identity as scion disallowed her the most dangerous position, and she was stationed as honour guard of one of the brothers of the Tharblae Dynasty.

Oddly enough, she was fine with this, as she was with almost everything. Her parents tried to move heaven and earth for her, and she accepted less. This cushiony job, however, did not guarantee her safety. As is the want of the Tharblae Marshes; danger lies behind every corner. Or behind every richly mineralised stretch of land, as the situation would have it. The brother of the Dynasty Agia was meant to be guarding was closely involved with the defence of their lands. In a particularly heated week; attacks were thrown from one side to the other, with the Dynasty raiding and pillaging, and the Reaak attacking with strong military order and firearms. Agia was closely involved in the fighting as the brother demanded to be on the frontlines of any battle. It was what Agia originally set out to do, and she revelled in it. One night however, something went wrong, and most of the raiding party was either captured or slaughtered. Agia was one of the former, undergoing an imprisonment she was trained to withstand. She never caved, and even escaped her captors after three days of imprisonment. She insisted to be reinstated in the field, and take her rest after their assignment was finished. The defence didn?t take very long after that, only a day of minor skirmished before the Reaak retreated, and Agia did need a long while to rest. She vanished for a week into the house of her parents. When she emerged again she was her happy, positive self. She did, however, wear a thick, knitted cloak from then on, even when in high temperatures. She still holds her position as guard, being promoted to the honour guard of the head of the Dynasty himself due to her actions at the aforementioned defence.

Additional Information: Though Agia is physically very capable, and not a dumb child, the limited nature of the Dynasty and the fact that they frown on intelligence leaves her mind in a not very developed state. She?s unfamiliar with the fineries of the other civilisations; their languages or their societal structures. The sense of the most powerful person wins is imbibed in her being, so etiquette is a very foreign subject to her. She is inquisitive to new things however and isn?t a barbarian.

Filled in some missing things, such as appearance. Sorry.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

I think this warrants a new post. I rolled anew; got a few things the same however. Tell me if this is acceptable.

<spoiler=Agni Spyridoula>Name: Agni Spyridoula
Age: 17
Profession: Guardesse
Superhuman Ability: Super Agility
Appearance: Underweight, with dyed mulitcoloured hair both white with blue at the ends.
Personality: (Happiness)
Agni is, and always has been, happy with her lot in life. Her identity as scion was accepted early on, even enjoyed every now and then. When she underwent the training to guardesse she accepted the brutal beating, the tough requirements she met with a smile. When she was caught smuggling some food to one of the children with higher intelligence; she was punished without any word of protest or a frown of discontent. She?s accepting with anyone, though ruthless to the bone. Don?t expect to escape her wrath when it notices you.
Background: Her identity as Scion was apparent from a very young age, and her abilities were envied, and admired, by the other youths. Agia enjoyed most of the attention. She was admired by most girls, and envied by most boys in the Tharblae Marshes as they had to excel their in military training to adhere to the norm. Agni was able to scale any wall, traverse the marshes without falling once, catching balls and stones thrown at her, win in any fights with sticks against other children and jump out of trees ten times higher than she was. Her parents were intensely proud of her, and pushed and prodded against tradition and regulation until she got what she obsessed over; a position in the Dynasty Legion. Usually the brutal selection process was withheld from girls, because at the age younglings were tested, twelve years old, girls weren?t physically able enough in comparison to the boys. Agni was allowed to take the hest however, proving her physical toughness. She passed, but even with her supernatural abilities it wasn?t easy. She made it, but was broken at the end. Her training afterwards took four years, after which she was required to serve the Dynasty. Her identity as scion disallowed her the most dangerous position, and she was stationed as honour guard of one of the brothers of the Tharblae Dynasty.

Oddly enough, she was fine with this, as she was with almost everything. Her parents tried to move heaven and earth for her, and she accepted less. This cushiony job, however, did not guarantee her safety. As is the want of the Tharblae Marshes; danger lies behind every corner. Or behind every richly mineralised stretch of land, as the situation would have it. The brother of the Dynasty Agia was meant to be guarding was closely involved with the defence of their lands. In a particularly heated week; attacks were thrown from one side to the other, with the Dynasty raiding and pillaging, and the Reaak attacking with strong military order and firearms. Agia was closely involved in the fighting as the brother demanded to be on the frontlines of any battle. It was what Agia originally set out to do, and she revelled in it. One night however, something went wrong, and most of the raiding party was either captured or slaughtered. Agia was one of the former, undergoing an imprisonment she was trained to withstand. She never caved, and even escaped her captors after three days of imprisonment. She insisted to be reinstated in the field, and take her rest after their assignment was finished. The defence didn?t take very long after that, only a day of minor skirmished before the Reaak retreated, and Agia did need a long while to rest. She vanished for a week into the house of her parents. When she emerged again she was her happy, positive self. She did, however, wear a thick, knitted cloak from then on, even when in high temperatures. She still holds her position as guard, being promoted to the honour guard of the head of the Dynasty himself due to her actions at the aforementioned defence.

Additional Information: Though Agia is physically very capable, and not a dumb child, the limited nature of the Dynasty and the fact that they frown on intelligence leaves her mind in a not very developed state. She?s unfamiliar with the fineries of the other civilisations; their languages or their societal structures. The sense of the most powerful person wins is imbibed in her being, so etiquette is a very foreign subject to her. She is inquisitive to new things however and isn?t a barbarian.

Filled in some missing things, such as appearance. Sorry.

S#alright,would you mind getting us our fifth person?