[OOC] The Land of Mirasoria: Unfolding Shadows

[Jakeozzy]

Okay~!
I'll get to work on this *in detail* very soon, I have an entire original world of details to write up! ^_^

It'll go ahead in a chapter-sort-of form, or story arcs, whatever. For now I'll just focus on important things like lore.

Player List -
Jakeozzy
DarkGrey
Demon Shinobi
Petulant/Omni (I don't know your RPG name! >:c)

Introduction -

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[Jakeozzy]

Rei
Name: Rei Shirokaze
Aliases: 'Hime/Princess/Lady' (Clan)
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance:

The Silver-haired Samurai

Faction: Morallean City States - Shirokaze Clan
Weapons:
:: 'Seiryuu', a Dragonsteel Katana made specially for Rei
:: Steel Wakizashi
:: Kunai + Wires, either to throw or in rare cases Rei can use the kunai as whip-daggers.
Magics: N/A - Her katana however has the ability to cut through Magic, absorb it in some cases and release the absorbed magic as a projectile.
Equipment/Items:
:: Wears spare bandages all over her chest
:: Carries a purse with a bit of money
:: Has one long and one short saya for her swords
:: Thigh straps for the kunai spam.
Backstory/Personality:

Little Rei & Father, Sasuke

Shirokaze Rei is the only daughter in the clan's ruling family, and is often referred to as the reincarnation of Masamune, a distant ancestor who spent his early life much like young Rei does. She is a reserved young lady who spends at least 90% of daylight hours in her personal dojo. Between studying, training and meditating, Rei quickly became one of the most skilled 'Blades' of the Shirokaze Clan - ranking 5th after a recent tournament while her brother holds 3rd, and her father 1st. Keeping in mind she's the only female in the Ten Blades, and that she's the youngest of all ten, that's quite an achievement! The teenager has no apparent interest in her own noble status, and doesn't get along well with those in power who don't deserve it.
Despite her tendency to slip into a 'killing mode' occasionally like her brother, Rei has a kind heart and a strong sense of justice. Her neutral or even cold attitude around others is merely a cover at first - she's very friendly and caring to mostly anyone, should she know them well enough.

Aura
Name: Aureno Winters
Aliases: 'Aura' (Nickname)
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 12
Appearance:

Aura

Faction: Morallean City States - Order of Magiya
Weapons: N/A
Magics:
:: Adept-level Curative Magic
:: Apprentice-level Celestial Magic
:: Novice-level Ice Magic
Equipment/Items:
:: A shoulder-held bag, which she carries a few spell books in along with a rare 'memory storage' crystal.
:: Wears a choker with a white stone embedded in it, an old present from her parents.
Backstory/Personality: Aureno Winters is an Apprentice Mage of the Magiya with a troubled past, and a power that many couldn't easily achieve at her age. Her parents were murdered soon after she was born, leaving little Aura with nothing but a place at the Mage's Academy and a white gemstone which she'd later wear to remind her of the mother and father she never met. After her parents were killed, it was discovered that the one who'd broken into their home stole an important, spherical magical artefact that the two adult mages would deliver to the Council for safekeeping. Of course, they never got to - and the item has been searched for relentlessly by trusted Council-loyal Mages for quite some time now.

Another unfortunate thing that has made her early life until now quite miserable was the other kids at the Academy... Mages usually strived only to gain power, to become more important and to be stronger than everyone around them - even though the Elder Council was completely against these ideals. Aura's naturally steady connection to the magic around her meant she was usually at the top of her class. This only served to anger her 'friends', who quickly became bullies and kept spouting nonsense at the girl telling her to reveal how she became so powerful for her age. No doubt it was all their parents' ideas... So Aura learned how to take a hit by the time she was 10 years old or so, only after many scraps with other students both physically and magically. The child would barely ever fight back, usually resorting to blocking or dodging the bullies as best she could until a Teacher or a morally-sound Master happened along and broke up the mini-duels. It's not like it was unheard of for even Novice-level mages - children - to get killed in fights with other students. But those overly-aggressive types were always cast out, if not imprisoned for their dark deeds regardless of age.

*-Insert meeting Jumal here-*

Aria Draconis, the Bloody Rabbit

Name: Aria Koizumi
Aliases: 'Aria Draconis' (Alter-surname), 'Bloody/Red Rabbit' (Gained through war)
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance:

Aria

Akarashi & Outfit

Faction: Drakovian Resistance (Formerly), Aria's Odd Jobs
Weapons:
:: Black-steel, gold-trimmed/runed Katana, named "Akarashi", translating roughly to "Red Storm"
:: Keeps a jagged steel dagger concealed in her boot
:: Aria won't hesitate to throw some dirty tricks into her fights, or use her fists
Magics:
:: Expert-level Fire Magic
:: Magic Effects - Ever since Aria killed one of the ten (now nine) dragons still in existence, she's been able to breathe fire as if it came to her naturally. Other than Aria, only the Drakovian Royal Family have been known to be able to 'roar' an element. Other than being overly adept in the use of flames, she is more or less immune to elemental fire
:: Uses Telekinesis, but just because it's quite handy in everyday life
Equipment/Items:
:: Saya (sheath) for her katana. In desperate situations it can be used as a blunt offhand weapon
:: A handy rope, because "Ya' never know when you might need it!"
:: A warm scarf, not much else to be said there
:: A triple-gem necklace which apparently has a lot of personal value to Aria
Backstory/Personality: Aria is known by many names, for the many things, sentient or beast that she's killed in her short life. Known as the only Dragon Slayer in a thousand years and a Demon of War, she is feared by those she's fought alongside, and even more so by old enemies. Now at the age of only nineteen, Aria has more kills attached to her name than some of the most talented and experienced warriors in Mirasoria. Still, she admits to none of it, either because she wishes to forget, or perhaps just enjoys the peace that she gets without people trying to hire the most deadly human in Drakovia.

Years ago, a community of samurai broke away from the Shirokaze Clan to set up a new settlement in Southern Drakovia. There were no problems at first, and the locals welcomed their new friends from the East - if the Empire didn't start hostilities, everyone in the south could have prospered... Desertia's now-late Emperor decided that he would require more slaves and more land to the north; Drakovia itself. Rather than risking a catastrophic open war with the Empire, King Ares let the peoples in the south of the country form militias, offering them military training and supplying them with everything they needed to hold back the Emperor's wrath.

These militiamen were the first generation of the Drakovian Resistance. They fought the Empire wherever they could, often leaving home undefended in favour of hitting the enemy harder and faster. And of course, the Empire took advantage of this once they got their act together. While the militia were hunting down a decoy caravan, Praetorians rode into the towns and villages that housed the resistance troops and relentlessly burned them to the ground. And after doing so, the remaining resistance members were crushed in a military campaign led by one General Aurelius Nexus, but there were survivors. Those border settlements were turned into ghost towns, graveyards. Not a man, woman or child was spared in the samurai settlement. Save for one...

Held in her mothers dying arms until the Praetorians left, the only survivor from the settlement was a child aged just eight, Aria Koizumi. One of the Resistance leaders, a Shirokaze man, visited the ruined village and found Aria scavenging through corpses to survive. Surprised by the child's spirit, he tossed her his black-bladed sword and offered to train her in its use, giving her a chance to live again - there was no hesitation as the child agreed to go with him. She would become the first of a new generation of the Drakovian Resistance, soon followed by other children who were affected by the war. They learned how to fight together and grew strong bonds as friends and comrades. But those bonds would be tested when their war really started...

Aria lost her comrades one-by-one, each skirmish taking another life that she treasured. With every death, she grew more and more distant emotionally from everyone, but she became more violent and protective of everyone in battle. It began scaring the hell out of friend and foe alike, because they just couldn't understand how or why that gentle kid had become such a terrifying monster on the battlefield. The Imperial Praetorians and her allies called her 'Rabbit' due to her small and innocent appearance, but that name soon became coupled with 'Red' or 'Bloody'. The war wasn't going anywhere. The Resistance wasn't going to be destroyed, and the Empire certainly wouldn't stand down. So, aged 18, Aria left the Resistance and moved to Drachenvice to try and live in peace. She'd had enough of war, enough of losing those she loved. After selling a bunch of loot gained in the war, she bought a shop and started an Odd Jobs business. Even though the young woman tried to live her life in peace, that black and golden blade of hers would never rest due to the nature of her work. Her mind would never rest either... Every loss suffered was etched into Aria's heart, no matter what she did she couldn't forget. To this day, Aria is in Drachenvice running her business all by herself.

Saren Harlaus, Capture or Kill

Name: Saren Harlaus
Aliases: 'The Void Mage' (A fairly new-ish title!)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance:


Faction: Morallean City States - Order of Magiya (Formerly), The Void
Weapons:
:: Master Jorach's Sword, a silver-bladed longsword
Magics:
:: Combat Telekinesis
:: Expert-level Lightning Magic
:: Advanced Darkness Magic (Did not learn this one at ye olde Akademia!)
:: Advanced Conjuration Magic (Same for this!)
Equipment/Items:
:: The Book of the Void
:: The Malus Amulet
Backstory/Personality:
"Saren Harlaus? Name's not famous, but if there's been a prodigal mage of his generation, he'd be the one. Since he was a kid he's spent the majority of his time learning and practicing the art of Lightning Magic, and advanced Telekinetics - so much so that he could use the power as a destructive weapon. He was a violent kid, too. Master Jorach took him as his Apprentice, adamant that he could calm Saren before he started down a dark path. The old man did it, too. Even during a flashpoint on the Desertian border, Saren's cruelty never resurfaced in the chaotic battles he fought alongside Jorach. But it seems like it was all for naught in the end. Last we heard, Saren found some dusty old book that the Winters family had intended to return to the Council years ago, in his own family's home. Stole it, and disappeared. Master Jorach followed him, but from there it's been out of the Council's hands. One can only hope this little Morallean coalition team can stop him before he pulls off anything stupid."

Lucian Pace, Wealthiest Coward Ever

Name: Lucian Pace
Aliases: 'Lucian the Coward' (Gained through war)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance:


Faction: Drakovian Resistance (Formerly), Far Horizons Trading Co.
Weapons:
:: A simple longsword, thin but sturdy
Magics: N/A
Equipment/Items:
:: Lucian carries around business cards.
Backstory/Personality: Revealed IC

The Man With No Name (Well, sort of)

Name: "FOR CRYIN' OUT F***, I ALREADY TOLD YA'!"
Aliases: 'That Guy' (No exceptions!!)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: Seems early 20s
Appearance:


Faction: Morallean City States - Avanim
Weapons:
:: Hammer & Thumper (Remington 1857s)
Magics: N/A
Equipment/Items:
:: Map of the continent of Mirasoria
:: 2x Chest Bandoliers
:: Ammo Belt
:: 2x Hip Holsters
Backstory/Personality: N/A, because it just doesn't matter. Or ICly, nobody gives a fuck! ^_^

[Grey]

Name: Abaddon Vystrel
Aliases: Abby (Nickname), Wild Card/Stray/Pariah/Exile (Clan Titles), Courier 13 (Employment Designation)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance:

(Left) "Hrmph. You tell me to leave and never come back, but now you need me to save you?"

Faction: Morallean City States - Avanim, All-Roads Courier Express and Caravan Service (Employment)
Weapons:

Wild Card (Colt 1851 Navy Revolver) - Abaddon's first gun and the weapon from which he took his clan name. Functionally, it's nothing more than your average cap and ball based revolver chambered for .36 with a reinforced frame to withstand lots of shock. In terms of appearance, it's somewhere between light-grey and silver, and has a grip made of dark-brown wood. Also, Abaddon uses liquid explosive instead of gunpowder. Fancy that.

Dead Man's Hand (Colt Army Model 1860 Revolver) - Formerly referred to as 'Hangman'. This revolver was never supposed to be Abaddon's but after using it to kill his brother's killer and leaving it at home, it was given to him for his new journey. It get's its name for reasons that should be obvious. While formerly being completely normal in functionality, after returning to Avanim they gave it a cartridge conversion for .44 rounds. It has a very dark grey to black colored frame and a light-brown wood.

The Cannon (Thompson Center Arms Contender) - The only one of Abaddon's guns that is special by virtue of not being special whatsoever. Brown wood, grey frame, break-action loaded, and can only fire a single fire 7.62×51mm NATO round. It's less a pistol, and more a one-handed rifle with the range and accuracy it gets. Though it isn't very flashy and doesn't hold any particular sentimental value, it's still very effective at dropping enemies. One shot, one kill indeed. He can attach a stock and scope to turn it into a rifle. No lengthened barrel, though.

Dragon's Breath (Colt Model 1883 Shotgun) - If Wild Card could be called Abaddon's ace, Dragon's Breath is his 'ace-killing joker'. Outwardly it seems to be your regular sawn-off shotgun with it's standard brown and grey, two shortened side by side barrels, and break-action loading. In fact, it actually is just a regular sawn-off. However, the ammo it fires is anything but. Sure, they're your usual 12 gauges, but instead of filling them with pellets or using slugs, Abaddon uses his knowledge of 'combat alchemy' to create different types of ammo to fit any situation - most often the incendiary ammo that gives the gun its name. Although he can still fill them with pellets or fire off slugs if he wants.

Liquid Explosives - Throwing it and shooting works too, but it's not too advisable.

Magics: N/A - Though Abaddon possesses the (al)chemical knowledge to create substances for special ammunition.
Equipment/Items:

Courier Bag

Maps

"First Aid Kit"

Deck of Cards

Hidden Money Compartment

The Cannon Stock and Scope Mods

Assorted Ammunition and Spare Flasks

Belt

Water Canteen

Explosives Flask

Holsters

Wild Card

Dead Man's Hand

The Cannon

Dragon's Breath

Backstory/Personality: Whatever Abaddon accomplished with his clan no longer matters. His status as the land's former leader's esteemed second son, the title of one of the fastest draws in the West, the friendships he'd formed - they're all irrelevant. Just dust in the wind all for the sake of avenging one man. Seven years ago Abaddon's older brother was killed in a duel against the man who could truly be called the 'Fastest Gun in the West'. Even with the skills he possessed, even Abaddon wouldn't be able to lay a finger on him. So he waited until he was unaware before putting the rest of his brother's bullets in his back with extreme prejudice. Being a land where might makes right and most feuds are settled with a high-noon duel, a contest of skill, or a game of cards, dishonorably ending the life of one of your fellows was cause for the payment of a blood price. However, Abaddon was able to avoid having to pay his price due to the efforts of his remaining family. Rather than having pain inflicted until the victim's family was satisfied or being hung or executed by firing squad or something along those lines, Abaddon was forced into exile, having to wander the land for the rest of his life. During his exile, he ran odd jobs and took up employment with the All Roads Courier Express and Caravan Service to make money, learning how to make special ammo from a Drakovian alchemist he helped out along the way and just in general gathering worldly experience to help him out in life. And now he's returns to Avanim to make one last delivery, a messenger, and unknowingly, the message itself.

[Demon Shinobi]

Work in progress. Just gotta get the backstory done I think lol

Name: Yaozu Liqian
Aliases: "The Human Giant" "Battle Monk" "Big guy"(Often people he meets may refer to him as this due to his rather large size)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance:

He is usually draped in monk robes

Faction: Liqian Clan
Weapons: Ancient magic staff, named Ruyi Bang(Yep. it's that one if you know what it is lol)
Magics: He knows very basic magic on a small scale, still he has some skill in sutra, incantations and other demonic exorcism based magic(I don't know man lol).
Equipment/Items:
-2 Rosary: Yaozu carries two strings of beads used for Buddhist prayer and invocation. They are usually associated with a chant repeating "Amida Nyorai". The most common type has 108 beads. The beads are made of precious stones and very rare.
-Sacred Sutras: These "Jufu Talismans" are strips of paper upon which special prayers have been written and prayed over, imbuing them with spiritual power and energy against specific evil. Each Ofuda has a special prayer, and thus is tailored for a specific purpose such as general protection, good luck, safe travel, removing a ghost or spirit, or sealing off a demon or spirit. Yaozu could use them in his work to "exorcise" ghosts and demons from homes and people.
Backstory/Personality: To keep a fairly long story short the Liqian clan have a very long history. However, the focus of this tail is Yaozu. The current future head of the clan of combatant monks and exorcists. At least... He should be. However, as of now he was simply a traveler. His mother, the current clan head sent him into the world to grow and learn more about the ways of the world. She wanted him to grow as a person after their last argument. See the Liqian have a habit of taking in all those in need. Due to this "helpful" nature, as Yaozu described it, the economy was fast declining and as were resources. He wanted his mother to put a stop to it. When she refused he argued that it was only a matter of time until he took over and did it himself. Taking this into consideration his mother agreed. And with that agreement she sent him out into the world. Yaozu didn't have much of a choice in the matter. So now he is a travelling monk doing what he can to survive. He doesn't quite understand what she meant or what he is really supposed to learn. But he does know that if it comes down to it he'll simply cut his ties with his clan, difficult though it may be.

Yaozu's Mother - Yanmei Liqian

click here

[Petulant]

Name: Craïs Magen
Aliases: N/A
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Appearance:
Craïs stands out from the crowd in the Morallean City States, easily identified as a foreigner. Hailing from Desertia, Craïs has a very sun-kissed complexion. Like a waterfall of fire, a fiery crimson mane cascades all the way down to her lower back, beads and pearls tied into it. Craïs' eyes are like bits of molten gold glinting in the light of a fire. Her origin is also present in her choice of attire, as she opts for a light robe with no sleeves, with a black top baring her midriff and shorts underneath it.

Faction: Morallean City States - Order of Magiya
Weapons:
:: Lantern of Uriel - A magical weapon attributed to fire and light. Despite its name, the Lantern of Uriel doesn't resemble an actual lantern in appearance and is more like a bracelet. The Lantern of Uriel is fueled by the wielder's magick and can manifest both flame and illumination.

:: Bow of Gabriel - Another magical weapon, resembling a red gauntlet in appearance in spite of its misleading name. Can shoot magick bolts much like a crossbow.
Magics:
:: Arteficing Magick
:: Enchantment Magick
Equipment/Items:
:: Her collection of magical artefacts; various
:: Her collection of tomes and scrolls; various
Backstory/Personality:

Craïs Magen hails from the westernmost city of Desertia, The Festive City of Revelria, a sovereign city in all but name. Craïs was born an orphan and was soon thereafter made a slave due to the city's laws. Growing up as a kitchenmaid, Craïs sought for freedom and a life of adventure outside Revelria. Being a slave is not for life, not in Revelria. There are three ways one can lose their status as a slave by their own. First is to get married. Marriage is not allowed for slaves and if one does get married, they lose their status as slaves and are freed by their owners. Second, in case of a child. Slaves are not allowed to have children Third is for the slave to simply ask his or her owner. By law, the owner cannot disallow it and must free the slave. Most never do. Education requires coin the poor don't have and slave owners are by law required to extend to their slaves food, water, and shelter. Thus most slaves are content to work under their masters and mistresses even with no monetary payment.

Craïs chose the third option. She was barely four summers old. Living on the streets of Revelria wasn't as easy as she had pegged it down to be. But she never regretted it. Learning how to fend for herself, Craïs was content as a "child of the alleys" until she saw her first street magician. Immensely intrigued and awed, Craïs began to bother, beg, and harass every street magician she met to teach her magic. At the age of twelve, Craïs left Revelria with a caravan of merchants. At the age of eighteen, she would arrive into the Morallean City States, much to the dismay of the Magiyan Elder Council. Her journeys between leaving Revelria and setting up Arcanium as more-or-less as her permanent residence are a story for another day...

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My other character entries

Name: Jumal Arkaos
Aliases: The Celestial Cleric, Timeless Man, The Philosopher (all titles), Lord Arkaos (among the Magiya)
Race: Human
Gender:
Age: Unknown
Appearance:



Faction: Morallaen City States - Order of Magiya
Weapons: N/A
Magics:
:: Master-level Curative Magick
:: Master-level Alchemy
Equipment/Items: N/A
Backstory/Personality:

Heralded as the Timeless Man, Jumal Arkaos is a figure of almost mythical standing and reputation, having appeared in history books concerning all regions of Mirasoria, even as far back as the Dragon War over five thousand years ago. Many suspect him having accidentally discovering the key to eternal life. A legendary pacifist, Jumal has met many of Mirasoria's current and former rulers, advising them to lead the realm into an era of peace and prosperity, with varying results. Jumal is also a well-known healer and teacher, having apprenticed many of the world's clerics and medical mages. Since approximately one hundred-and-fifty years ago, he has set up permanent residence in Arcanium and is now apprenticing his latest student, a young girl by the name of Aura...

[Demon Shinobi]

Sorry I took so long to post people :P

Petulant said
Craïs Magen N/A Human Female 21Craïs stands out from the crowd in the Morallean City States, easily identified as a foreigner. Hailing from Desertia, Craïs has a very sun-kissed complexion. Like a waterfall of fire, a fiery crimson mane cascades all the way down to her lower back, beads and pearls tied into it. Craïs' eyes are like bits of molten gold glinting in the light of a fire. Her origin is also present in her choice of attire, as she opts for a light robe with no sleeves, with a black top baring her midriff and shorts underneath it. Morallean City States - Order of Magiya:: - A magical weapon attributed to fire and light. Despite its name, the Lantern of Uriel doesn't resemble an actual lantern in appearance and is more like a bracelet. The Lantern of Uriel is fueled by the wielder's magick and can manifest both flame and illumination.:: - Another magical weapon, resembling a red gauntlet in appearance in spite of its misleading name. Can shoot magick bolts much like a crossbow.:: Arteficing Magick:: Enchantment Magick:: Her collection of magical artefacts; various:: Her collection of tomes and scrolls; variousCraïs Magen hails from the westernmost city of Desertia, The Festive City of Revelria, a sovereign city in all but name. Craïs was born an orphan and was soon thereafter made a slave due to the city's laws. Growing up as a kitchenmaid, Craïs sought for freedom and a life of adventure outside Revelria. Being a slave is not for life, not in Revelria. There are three ways one can lose their status as a slave by their own. First is to get married. Marriage is not allowed for slaves and if one does get married, they lose their status as slaves and are freed by their owners. Second, in case of a child. Slaves are not allowed to have children Third is for the slave to simply ask his or her owner. By law, the owner cannot disallow it and must free the slave. Most never do. Education requires coin the poor don't have and slave owners are by law required to extend to their slaves food, water, and shelter. Thus most slaves are content to work under their masters and mistresses even with no monetary payment.Craïs chose the third option. She was barely four summers old. Living on the streets of Revelria wasn't as easy as she had pegged it down to be. But she never regretted it. Learning how to fend for herself, Craïs was content as a "child of the alleys" until she saw her first street magician. Immensely intrigued and awed, Craïs began to bother, beg, and harass every street magician she met to teach her magic. At the age of twelve, Craïs left Revelria with a caravan of merchants. At the age of eighteen, she would arrive into the Morallean City States, much to the dismay of the Magiyan Elder Council. Her journeys between leaving Revelria and setting up Arcanium as more-or-less as her permanent residence are a story for another day...

Now that I really read... Craïs' appearance reminds me of Kirche from from Zero no Tsukaima.

[Petulant]

@Demon Shinobi : Who now? -googles-

Huh... I can definitely see the similiarity. Now if she didn't have those stereotypical anime eyes, I might actually use this.

[Jakeozzy]

Omni~
Y u so quiet~
Y u no post as Crais yet~

...Actually, can I go right ahead and post anyway? ;o I think I'ma do that.

[Jakeozzy]

Gonna throw a whole bunch of CSs on mein character post throughout the next few days!

[Jakeozzy]

So it took 2 months... But there's 3 new characters on my char post now! And two or three more to come, some time this week. ^_^

...And I should really get to work on that map, jeez.

[Demon Shinobi]

I should post...
I'll get to work on it soon enough lol XD

[Jakeozzy]

*machine-gun pokes Demon & Grey*
Oi. Do shomething. :c

[Demon Shinobi]

I know!
But...
Writer's block for this right now Q_Q

[Demon Shinobi]

Hey guys... Is this still gonna be a thing?
Cause I enjoy it so far.

[Grey]

I thought we were waiting on you O.o

[Demon Shinobi]

Well I posted... Then Petulant...
So... Next should be you or Jake... Whom I was waiting for...

[Jakeozzy]

...But if you want us to go continue or whatever...

*checks date of last IC post*
HAH. This may live yet, though! xD

[Demon Shinobi]

lol well dude... You gotta post and stuff XD