Rediculous Anime Bullshit: The RP

[Manzanilla]

Marie: Excusez-moi, Candy-Pants?

@Lmpkio

Morgan: Honhonhon oui oui, fellow baguette

[Lmpkio]

<Snipped quote by Lmpkio>

Morgan: Honhonhon oui oui, fellow baguette

@Pyxis

[Dead Cruiser]

OK here's my boy.

AZRAEL

Forgive me for this violence I am about to inflict.

Name: Azrael Irkalla

Age: 26 (Earth Years)

Birthdate: 14/26

Gender: Male

Nationality: Born on Rayyud, Currently in service to the Knights of Metatron on Erelim, lives in the United States, Earth.

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Appearance:

Height: 6'3"
Weight: 270 lbs
Fashion Sense: While normally he wears an assortment of robes and sandals, on Earth he has adopted athletic wear such as sneakers, yoga tights, muscle shirts, and so on. Still fond of sandals and parading shirtless, however.
Distinguishing Features: Large bundle of dreadlocks typically tied up behind his head. His aura flares with violet flame when he activates his abilities.

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Biography:

Personality Questions:

You're fighting a worthy opponent who you're about to defeat, then they forsake their humanity and give up their self just to beat you, how do you react?

"I was not planning on sparing them to begin with. All they have done is revealed the depth of their desperation, like the cornered vermin they are."

A good friend of yours abandons you and everyone they know in the pursuit of strength, how do you feel?

"I wish them well on their journey. Reach Heaven Through Violence."

Where do you go when you die?

"Mortals are not blessed with reincarnation as the sacred angels are. We are given the gift of cessation of existence, and so our souls burn all the brighter."

Backstory: Azrael was born the son of a citizen-soldier on a faraway world known as Rayyud. He lived a simple life, caring for his mother and sisters while his father was at war. However, when he was just barely a man, ruin came to Rayyud. Invaders from beyond the stars laid waste to his home, and stripped it bare. The soil, the oceans, even Rayyud's sun was stolen by these conquerors before they fled back to the stars. His family dead and his world barely hospitable, Azrael should have given up the will to live. However, the fire of rage borne of injustice burned in his heart, and he clung to life despite his world's desolation. Salvation came in the form of an angel, one in service to the Knights of Metatron. A peacekeeping force between the worlds, the angel had arrived too late to save Rayyud, but just in time to save Azrael. Seeing the powerful being, he begged it to take him with it, so he could become strong enough to ensure this calamity never befell another world. The angel took pity on Azrael, and spirited him away back to Erelim, the homeworld of the Knights of Metatron.

On Erelim, Azrael was forced to undergo trials to see if he could join the ranks of the Knights. Most mortals could not survive these tasks, and none had lived through the final trial in generations. To finally be inducted as a Knight, one had to listen to the word of Metatron, the last living Prime Angel, the titans forged by the gods themselves. Though his ears and eyes bled from the Prime Angel's speech, Azrael clung to life, and Azrael became the first mortal in decades to become a Knight of Metatron. As one of them, he was trained in the secretive martial arts of the angelic host, and taught to harness the spark of divine power within his mortal soul. He grew powerful quickly, his righteous fury spurring him on, and he never lost sight of his goal to avenge his homeworld.

The Knights' prognosticators had a vision of another world befalling a similar fate as Rayyud, and though his training was still incomplete, Azrael begged them to allow him to intervene. Normally he would have been forbidden, but the people of this world greatly resembled Azrael's race, where an angel would have been seen as an aberration. He was allowed to travel to this world, Earth, to live among their kind and endeavor to save the planet from ruin. Since being sent to Earth, Azrael has found himself in a place called Los Angeles, and has done surprisingly well to integrate himself among humankind. His talents in physical training, martial arts, and meditation, as well as his interest in tea have all lent him the air of a sophisticated spiritualist, though he has been described as a "hipster" by some, more ignorant humans. He has lived on Earth for two years now, living as a barista by day, and continuing his training in astral form by night, still living in anticipation for calamity to befall Earth.

Abilities:
Azrael is trained in the angelic martial art known as the Path of Seven Kings, which has imbued him with tremendous physical strength and preternatural power. He can lift an ox-cart over his head one-handed, and can pulverize stone with his bare fists. His fighting technique is superb and sharply disciplined, and so he is formidable against even foes that surpass him in sheer strength. The Path of Seven Kings is reliant on unlocking spiritual "gates" within one's soul, with the intent of unlocking all seven and achieving a form of physical and spiritual enlightenment known as "ROYALTY." So far, Azrael has unlocked the gates of "GLORY," "TOWER," "FLAME," and "DIAMOND," leaving three gates still to be unlocked. The so-far unlocked gates bestow him with the ability to project his blows at a distance as though his spiritual power was a projectile, his supernatural strength, the power to project his astral form and commune with others that can do the same, and his flesh is imbued with extreme hardness and durability.

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Equipment: Azrael possesses a Magnus Key, essentially his ticket "home." A small, unassuming object resembling a pearl, it can open portals between worlds, and this one is tuned to return him to Erelim.

Other: Azrael has proved to be surprisingly popular among Earthlings near his age, and has quite a few friends that share his passion for tea. He is also quite enjoying this "yoga" business.

[Bluetommy]

All four of the sheets are very interesting. I'll wait on backstories for the first three, but @Dead Cruiser yours will be good to go when the OOC comes up.

Which will be sometime this weekend for sure.

[tobiax]

I might tap out here. I'm not coming up with any good ideas.

[Ruiner]

Aaaaand done. I imagine his role in the story at large is to be a mook grinder and tank, holding the line or being the immovable object while others do their cool shit.

EDIT: Made some clarifications, fluffed him out, and added some themes.

[Weird Tales]

are made up nations allowed for the nationality section of the cs?

[Dead Cruiser]

@Ruiner I want Trev to meet one of the angelic Knights of Metatron so incredibly bad. I imagine his expectation of an angel would be either that they don't exist or pretty winged ladies in robes?

[Bluetommy]

@Weird Tales no, unless it's a hidden nation

[Lmpkio]

@Ruiner I want Trev to meet one of the angelic Knights of Metatron so incredibly bad. I imagine his expectation of an angel would be either that they don't exist or pretty winged ladies in robes?

@Dead Cruiser

Marie: *Cocks gun* How much for a pair of freshly-skinned Angel wings?

[Ruiner]

@Dead Cruiser
He's ac th ually more of a Naythiest, if there is a "God" they are a shoddy craftsman at best and will just be generally unimpressed with all their self righteousness.

I think I'm going to revise Trev one last time and lean a little harder on the Slasher/Humanist angle. Tone down the fiery demon stuff and pick up demonic representations of the first weapons used in murder. Obsidian knife, bronze sword, bonetiped spears/javalin, 6th century Chinese hand cannon as the predecessor of guns, stuff like that. Their only supernatural properties other than looking hella cool/scary is their tougher than they should be, able to eventually regenerate, and cut through stuff they logically shouldnt due to the bloody symbolism of their long history of use to end other human lives. These are what allowed him to Doom Slayer his way through Hellscape.

EDIT: Finished and I'm honestly pretty satisfied with where they are at.

[Weird Tales]

@Weird Tales no, unless it's a hidden nation

@Bluetommy

By hidden do you mean something like Wakanda

[Dead Cruiser]

@Lmpkio Well, some have wings, but they don't really have... skin...

@Ruiner In that case, he may find that these angels answer a lot of questions, or at least vindicate his opinions. They'd probably take him for a Knight Belligerent, an order whose sword mantra begins with "If it has a pulse, Take its skull!"

[Claw2k11]

Ah shit, forgot to sub to this. Am I still ok to make a character here?

[Bluetommy]

@Weird Tales Pretty much yeah

[Bluetommy]

@Claw2k11 The OOC isn't even up yet of course you can

[Stern Algorithm]

@Pyxis

I'm visiting family right now, and I probably won't be able to work on my character until maybe Tuesday

[Lmpkio]

@Claw2k11 The OOC isn't even up yet of course you can

@Bluetommy

*When can we see the fabled OCC?*

[Bluetommy]

@Lmpkio Very soon

[Bluetommy]

roleplayerguild.com/topics/179362-war…

By soon I mean now