The Triad: A Fantasy RP(Open- 2 spaces left)
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He didn't get cursed before birth. The Demon was placed inside of him shortly after he was born.i don said:
whatevs, I really didn't like that anime, anyways, what's wrong with being cursed before birth? If magic exists, then why not cast a curse that will take effect before the child is born, I mean are there seriously rules for casting magic! this is why its magic! Its impossible!
He's right, I've just started watching it.maddawg IAJI said:
What'shisface said to regard Naruto as a hero for acting as a prison for the nine-tailed fox. It also explained that he was a couple of months old.
It's fine if you don't like it, but at least know what you're talking about before you use it as an example.i don said:
And the only real problem I have with it is that the curse doesn't make sense, but that is mainly because you don't go into detail about it. How far in the pregnency was the woman? You simply cannot split a single fetus in two while they both grow in the same egg, that's how Siamese Twins are formed. You also make it so you're character is REALLY powerful. Enough power to destroy the world, with only a witch and a dead brother standing in his way? Immortality? Mind Control?
And before you stress "It's magic! It can do anything!", it's not. In every world where Magic exists, it is a science. From the Hobbit to Harry Potter, from Trine to Oblivion, every person capable of doing Magic was labled a Wizard. A Wizard isn't someone who can just cast a fireball, they're someone who studied how to create flames, learned the laws and dangers of creating said flame and perfected it so it could be casted as a projectile. And just like any other science, they also serve as the main teachers of Magic. Creating, perfecting and then passing on the art to the next generation so that they may derive a spell from it and pass that on to the next generation.
ok, I admit, stories with magic have rules to magic most of the time, but this doesn't! Also I changed the mind control thing, and when I say immortal, I mean, "can't die a normal death, has to be killed". I don't know how to add that to the bio, and I'll change my character sheet a little.maddawg IAJI said:
Yours is short and sweet, it could deal a little bit on the personality of your character, like how he is forced to be this hideous freak, an outcast of society who has lost all he has worked hard for due to a small simple mistake and being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Other then that, it's a nice little one. Not great, but not bad really.Agent51 said:
It probably does, you just have to read deeper into the story then what has been provided. Even what has been provided has given us a Wizard. Just look in the Court Spoiler and you will see.i don said:
Also, no story gives the back-story of magic, but it does have practitioners. Students of magic. The equivalent of Scientists and while it doesn't give us the full background of every magical spell, it does tell us that large civilizations have misused the power, leading to their demise and has led to a full ban on it's practice. Meaning this magic is dangerous and is very rarely used well by the public.
Also, Immortal may not be a good word then. Just put that he can only die in battle. Why is that difficult to word?
well I always thought that if there is a possibility that you could live forever, it should count as if you are immortal, and I'm not trying to seem like a stuck up viking guy; "I can only die in battle" says the big buff lady stealing warrior. Last of all, I changed my sheet, now please just bare with me already, I don't want to cause another crossfire of the insults I have recently made.
I was just saying that I thought that you made a mistake in your character sheet, you never said that the witch cursed you before birth and I thought you'd made a mistake.i don said:
Oh, and there are rules to magic.
okay, so is my sheet okay now? And can we start early since you want to tell the story through game play, and only three people joined, maybe others will join after a few pages, since they don't really see the story in your OP.
Okay, let me say that when I meant skills, I meant combat and/or abilities.
Skills: Alpha magic, axes, heavy armor.
Flaws: Omega magic, Gamma magic, guns.
I'll be lax on this, but please, something like this.
Skills: Alpha magic, axes, heavy armor.
Flaws: Omega magic, Gamma magic, guns.
I'll be lax on this, but please, something like this.
i don said:sheetastic!
name: Garrison Frank
gender:male
age: Immortal
weapons:sword, small knife, and a warehouse full of pistols and crossbows that he makes and sells. He keeps one of his finest pistols with him wherever he goes.
bio: Garrison Frank, or as some make the mistake of calling Frank Garrison, was a man punished with the Gemini Curse. He was cursed after 4 months of being born. He lived with two bodies, the second one having some control over itself. Both bodies looked the same, but had different personalities and alignments. Garrison was given the curse from a witch using the triads to prevent him from destroying the world. She made it so that the second body will keep him out of trouble, but there was a twist, if one body kills the other, there will be a time paradox of sorts that will cause the living one to be immortal. Well after Garrison Frank was about to destroy a village, his twin had tried to stop him. That didn't work in short, the body had limited control over itself and this is what Garrison Frank used to defeat Frank Garrison. After being captured by the authorities, and escaping them several times, he decided he needed a gang. He became an underground (figurative term) weapons dealer, and began looking for recruits that will help him conquer the now leaderless city.
appearance:
skills:he is an excellent swordsman, is very stealthy and uses the element of surprise to defeat his opponents. He can also climb very well.
flaws: After winning a swords fight, his alter ego takes control of him for half an hour. Garrison has to make first blood in every fight, or he will lose due to him being very weak after killing part of himself. Lastly, it takes quite a long time for him to climb down whatever he climbed if its over 10 meters high.
Nice try, you've got the skills right, but your flaws still aren't right. You don't have to have those things in your flaws section for them to take effect.i don said:i don said:sheetastic!
name: Garrison Frank
gender:male
age: Immortal
weapons:sword, small knife, and a warehouse full of pistols and crossbows that he makes and sells. He keeps one of his finest pistols with him wherever he goes.
bio: Garrison Frank, or as some make the mistake of calling Frank Garrison, was a man punished with the Gemini Curse. He was cursed after 4 months of being born. He lived with two bodies, the second one having some control over itself. Both bodies looked the same, but had different personalities and alignments. Garrison was given the curse from a witch using the triads to prevent him from destroying the world. She made it so that the second body will keep him out of trouble, but there was a twist, if one body kills the other, there will be a time paradox of sorts that will cause the living one to be immortal. Well after Garrison Frank was about to destroy a village, his twin had tried to stop him. That didn't work in short, the body had limited control over itself and this is what Garrison Frank used to defeat Frank Garrison. After being captured by the authorities, and escaping them several times, he decided he needed a gang. He became an underground (figurative term) weapons dealer, and began looking for recruits that will help him conquer the now leaderless city.
appearance:
skills:he is an excellent swordsman, is very stealthy and uses the element of surprise to defeat his opponents. He can also climb very well.
flaws: After winning a swords fight, his alter ego takes control of him for half an hour. Garrison has to make first blood in every fight, or he will lose due to him being very weak after killing part of himself. Lastly, it takes quite a long time for him to climb down whatever he climbed if its over 10 meters high.
Sorry if I'm being difficult, and I know how RPs die quick if they aren't started quickly, so I'll add the sheets to the character section when they're fixed.
well I'm trying to tell a story, any part of the character having to do with combat, I put into the skills section since you wanted the combat described in the skills section. Also, sorry for random off topic post but right now I'm listening to Beethoven, best musician ever!
A crowd gathered around a caravan parked on the outskirts of the slums of Demsfir, home to The Court and capital of Hethinray. A lanky man was performing parlor tricks for the crowd, young and elderly alike watched intently as the man swallowed healed sick pets and juggled fireballs. Children laughed with their parents and applauded as he stepped unharmed out of the box in which a volunteer from the audience stuck several swords. An hour later, he was being taken away in a carriage to the dungeons that lay deep underneath Castle Demsfir after an extremely short hearing by The Court. He had been declared guilty of unlawfully using all branches of The Triad in a public area, a crime punishable by life in the bleak dungeons hidden under Castle Demsfir, but far more often, death.
In a large and seemingly abandoned mansion at the top of a hill overlooking the city of Demsfir, an aged man looked through the window at the three nearly full moons. He stroked his beard and turned to his butler, a zombies dressed in the proper attire. He held in his decrepit hands, a bottle of fine wine. The old man took the bottle from his undead slave and poured himself a glass.
"In just a short week, my dream will finally become a reality, The Court will get their comeuppance, and I will have what's rightfully mine."
The zombie let out a raspy groan in response.
"Jeeves, have I told you just how much I value our friendship?"
The zombie let out another short groan.
"That's because I hate you, now go stick your head in the fireplace."
The zombie dropped the bottle and did as instructed, moaning in pain as his face burned to a crisp. The old man chuckled.
"If only I had someone more reliable."
The old man took a seat, revelling in his minion's pain as he relaxed.
The magician looked up to the three nearly full moons as the he was taken away to the headmans cutting block, secluded behind the castle. Daylin Corvada was the only one watching the execution. He never missed a wizards execution. They were simply too dangerous to be set free, and too powerful to be detained by any means. The magician's heavy sobs could be heard from the balcony on which Daylin Corvada was standing, and as the axe came down, a grin spread across his face. The magician's protests were cut short, as the axe connected with his neck. Daylin Corvada gazed up at the moons, his smile instantly faded from his face.
"Just another week..."
The old man nodded off in his chair, the zombie had ceased kicking and squirming. The last words to escape the man's lips before he slipped into sleep were.
"Just another week..."
In a large and seemingly abandoned mansion at the top of a hill overlooking the city of Demsfir, an aged man looked through the window at the three nearly full moons. He stroked his beard and turned to his butler, a zombies dressed in the proper attire. He held in his decrepit hands, a bottle of fine wine. The old man took the bottle from his undead slave and poured himself a glass.
"In just a short week, my dream will finally become a reality, The Court will get their comeuppance, and I will have what's rightfully mine."
The zombie let out a raspy groan in response.
"Jeeves, have I told you just how much I value our friendship?"
The zombie let out another short groan.
"That's because I hate you, now go stick your head in the fireplace."
The zombie dropped the bottle and did as instructed, moaning in pain as his face burned to a crisp. The old man chuckled.
"If only I had someone more reliable."
The old man took a seat, revelling in his minion's pain as he relaxed.
The magician looked up to the three nearly full moons as the he was taken away to the headmans cutting block, secluded behind the castle. Daylin Corvada was the only one watching the execution. He never missed a wizards execution. They were simply too dangerous to be set free, and too powerful to be detained by any means. The magician's heavy sobs could be heard from the balcony on which Daylin Corvada was standing, and as the axe came down, a grin spread across his face. The magician's protests were cut short, as the axe connected with his neck. Daylin Corvada gazed up at the moons, his smile instantly faded from his face.
"Just another week..."
The old man nodded off in his chair, the zombie had ceased kicking and squirming. The last words to escape the man's lips before he slipped into sleep were.
"Just another week..."