You live in Caramea, a world without crime. But you remember. You remember the world of Chou. It was a world with magic. A world where everyone could use magic. But recently, by an unknown being, every person on Chou had their memory wiped and were then placed on Caramea. Because of memory loss these people could not use magic. But some people remember, they did not have their memories wiped and thus can use magic.

Soon you will have to make a decision...
Good or Evil

Name: Renault
Age: Mid 20's
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, thin, almost emancipated. His eyes glitter with mischief as he stares unceremoniously at whatever catches his eyes at the time. A black leather frock coat pulled tightly against his torso, a deep purple tie and vest just visible beneath his neckline. Dark grey slacks cover his legs. A scar works it's way down over his face, just missing a half closed eye. A Ben Hogan hat atop his head, looking a bit too informal for the rest of his attire. A fencing saber strapped to his left side, this time accompanied by a MP-446 Viking, 18 rounds per magazine chambered in 9x19mm rounds attached to his right hip, hidden under the coat. A dark leather glove covers his right hand, the left ornate with various scars. A small ukulele slung over his shoulder, strapped to his back.
Ability:
Rather Competent / Decently Skilled at 1 on 1 melee (Sword/Fencing) combat.
Extremely Charismatic
Musician - Can play a variety of instruments. Is most skilled with Lute / Ukulele.
Bard - Can infuse his music with magic, granting various buffs. ( Courage, Strength, Healing, Defense, ect.) or various detriments ( Slow, Confusion, Sleep ect.).
Cursed - Can use Dark Magics and Dark Arts at risk to his humanity.
Competent with small Handguns.

Overall:
Able to buff and assist teammates as a supporting individual. ++
Can use (somewhat limited) Dark Magics and Demonic Spells / Abilities +
Competent in one on one combat using swords. +
Very Charismatic as an individual. (Diplomacy, Bluffing, Coercion all far easier for him.) +
Very vulnerable to holy attacks and damage. --
Demonic powers inflict self damage, degrade humanity/sanity. --
Statistically below average as a combatant. -

Occupation (optional): Bard, Wandering Traveler
Personality: Charismatic, Playful, Condescending, A trickster. Will happily manipulate individuals to his own gain. Cares not for overarching ideas of good or evil. Is only motivated for personal gain. While extremely charismatic and likable, most individuals begin to sense something slightly off concerning him after an extended period of time.
Backstory: Deciding to make his own fortune instead of staying in his village, Renault set off to discover his own path as a bard. Quickly realizing he had a magical talent associated with music he sought to develop it further. In hopes of pushing his talents to greater heights he travelled to a distant mountain that was said to be home to a talented sage. He arrived, set up camp at the base of the mountain, and then remembered waking up three months later, magical talents greatly improved and a painfully pulsating pentagram carved rather harshly into his right hand. To make matters worse, before he even had a chance to understand the new magics entrusted to him the nation of Chou suddenly transformed into Caramea. Shock at the lack of magic, and fear for his possible demise and persecution, Renault became a bit more cautious... that is, until he realized that if everyone but him were able to use magic, he could blatantly use his music to his own advantage. Thus he set off, working to gain a small nest egg via manipulation and magic, hoping to get enough cash to live in decent standing, quietly, away from this new and rather frightening world wiped blank.

EDIT: Didn't realize that this was a Modern Era Fantasy Setting :P Just making addendum to the appearance: i.e. Modern Dress, Handgun, not futuristic.

Harper
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Occupation: Swordsage

Appearance: Tall and muscular, but lean, with black hair down to the small of his back, tied back into a long tail with golden threads. A close-shaved goatee sits on his chin, and shimmering eyes that are so dark as to be black stare out at the world as if calculating whether it's worth the effort to kill it. Wears long, loose black-and red robes over the silvery-blue armour that serve to hide his movements and outline, and confuse his enemies

Personality: Somewhat grim, but also viciously playful. Enjoys pointed verbal barbs and sparring matches, and won't hesitate to call out a duel if he feels insulted by someone. If you value your non-crippledness, do not touch his katana without permission.

Backstory: Orphaned as a baby, Harper was raised by an old samurai who taught him the art of the sword. When he discovered his particular penchant for combat magic, he resolved to become a swordsage, and with his adoptive father's blessing, left to travel the world and learn all he could. He spent several years travelling, and became one of the most recognized warriors, but at twenty-three he found out that the man who had raised him had been killed by bandits. When he reached home, and finished paying his respects at the man's grave, he went to the bandit camp and slaughtered all of them. He has never fully recovered from the loss of his teacher, his father and the one man he ever looked up to, whose death turned him into the grim, vicious individual he is today.

Skills & Abilities:
|Swordsage| Harper wields a black katana that he uses to channel his magic unobtrusively when he has an audience. If he is out of sight, he'll really let rip with pure offensive spells and shimmering shields, but he doesn't want to expose his powers. He usually enhances his physical prowess with internally circulating magic, and will often put a lot of magic into his sword to make it faster, lighter and respond even more perfectly to his directions, not to mention allow it to cut through almost anything. He is best at offensive and defensive magic - damaging spells and shields - but is also fairly competent with the blunter healing spells, though he has little in the way of fine control over such things.
|Battle Trance| When in combat, Harper can fall into what he calls a Battle Trance, where he instinctively feels the flow of both the battle itself and the magic around him. It is similar to the state of mushin sought after in martial arts and Zen, but more powerful, because the magic can guide his actions and give him flashes of imminent danger, allowing him to predict attacks even before they start.

Equipment:
|Bloodfang| Harper's prized katana, painstakingly hand-crafted. It is far stronger, sharper and lighter than a normal weapon, and can channel much larger amounts of magic than a more usual sword. It is his only memento of his father, forged with the man just before he left on his travels, making him extremely protective of it.
|The Dragon's Scale| A set of bluish-silver armour, stylized to look as if it is made of scales. It has been enchanted with embedded shielding spells, making it a great deal more protective than simple metal.

Overall:
Very dangerous close-range combatant +++
Can heal and shield his allies ++
Has no ranged capability --
Is of little use outside combat --
Loses all sense of restraint and goes bezerk if someone tries to touch/take his sword -

Name:
Scarlet Page

Age:
Nineteen

Gender:
Female

Appearance:
Scarlet is a young woman at the average height of 5'8" and average weight. She has few curves to prove her femininity, but she is not completely masculine in appearance. Her hair is the same color of her name--scarlet, and is cropped close to her hair, one side long enough to touch her neck, while the other side is cropped close to her scalp. Her eyes are an ivy green that get darker based on her mood, typically when she is angered or upset. Her skin is the only part of her that lacks color, as it lacks any signs of her time in the sunlight. She has few freckles to make up for her lack of a tan. She typically wears a long cloak with a hood to hide herself in the shadows, where she feels she must belong. She is lean, though she is not very strong (physically). She often lacks an expression on her face, but her eyes tell all.

Personality:
Scarlet is a rather calm individual that rarely graces a stranger with a smile. She rarely shows any emotions, in hopes that they will not prove her to be weak. Her pride is something to be in awe of--an also in shame, for it often gets the best of her. She is headstrong and does not back down easily, because of the prior. Scarlet is often seen in the back of a crowd or the last to respond in a conversation, but she is often the first to accuse another of a wrong. If she feels threatened, she will bite back in order to prove her worth. Her goal to become one of the most powerful mages in all of Chou is the only thing that keeps her from going completely insane with her own lack of self-esteem. Though it seems that she views herself higher than others, she is her worst enemy.

Ability:
Animal Magic: Can shapeshift as well as manipulate/communicate with animals of various types.

The Past Lives On (Bio):
Scarlet was born to a poor family that had no hope of ever receiving any saving grace--or so it was until she was born. From the moment that she opened her eyes for the first time, she was manipulated for profit by another. She was sold into slavery when she began to show signs of her shapeshifting magic. From there, she was sold to a noble family who owned many exotic animals. Luck for her, once she had proven her worth, they began to help her control her ability in order to get the most from her. They also taught her how to heal animals and communicate with them properly. She was soon promoted to the family's veterinarian, but she longed for the glorious life that they were living--and more. Since they had taught her to read, mostly so that she could educate and prepare herself for more luxurious creatures found globally, she began to teach herself various methods of magics, but rarely was she able to use them to their full extent. When she felt like the nobles no longer held anything of value to her anymore, she vanished in the dead of night. Of course, by taking multiple shapes, she would be impossible to find.

Before the catastrophe, she was moving from job to job with her magics as her gateway to a better life--striving to prove her worth to the world.

Accepted

Everyone's?
And question: futuristic or medieval in time?

More modern. People have computers, there are guns (their never used, but they exist), modern stuff like that

Thank ya! ^_^

My highest apologies. While normally I strive to be as punctual as possible, I have neglected this RP quite terribly. My schedule picked up quite a bit more than I had anticipated these past two weeks or so, and my free time had ground to a halt (spending a literal half day working can exhaust a man). I'll see to it to make a new post to the RP as soon as I am able, just as long as I receive confirmation that it is still ongoing. I had thought a large amount of progress would have been made and that I might have been forgotten. Hopefully this might not be the case.

Thanks