Essence

[gamer5910]

Username: gamer5910

Pure Name: Kindness

Nickname: Riku

Personality: Kind, keeps to self, silent, friendly.

Example Post: (I assume this is the part I post an example of me rping, but since Tek you already know my rping skills.)

[Serendipity23]

This idea is awesome. I'm definitely joining this.

Can I claim Bravery if it's alright? x3

[Teknonick]

Yes, you can claim Bravery. Apps are ready, so you can make them now!

As for Gamer, I'm not surevI know what you mean. Are you Collin? If so, then yeah, that will be fine in this RP. I wont be as strict in this one as I am in the other.

And eveyone! I plan on starting this roleplay late Sunday, or possibly Monday. If y'all have your apps finished by then, we'll have no problems and will be able to start without a hitch!

EDIT: Oh flip, you are him! Wow, I didn't realize you had joined. lol.

[gamer5910]

Teknonick said
Yes, you can claim Bravery. Apps are ready, so you can make them now!As for Gamer, I'm not surevI know what you mean. Are you Collin? If so, then yeah, that will be fine in this RP. I wont be as strict in this one as I am in the other.And eveyone! I plan on starting this roleplay late Sunday, or possibly Monday. If y'all have your apps finished by then, we'll have no problems and will be able to start without a hitch!EDIT: Oh flip, you are him! Wow, I didn't realize you had joined. lol.

So did I do good on my app or not?...

[Teknonick]

Yeah Gamer, the app's good. You're accepted. :)

[Serendipity23]

Username: Serendipity23

Pure Name: Bravery

Nickname: Raina

Personality: Raina is brave and outgoing. She likes to enjoy life to the fullest and is a daredevil. She is friendly to others, and likes to shake things up.

Example post: Ophelia ran awkwarly down the hall, stumbling over her high-heels and knocking over various pieces of the mistress' furniture. First day on the job, she thought as she grabbed a vase before it fell, …and the extremely large mansion loses power. I can only imagine the mess I'll have to clean up when the lights come back. She clasped her maid uniform and held it up so she wouldn't trip on it and looked around the hallway. It was empty. Ophelia immediately threw of her heels and sprinted towards the kitchen. She searched for a fusebox.

Somewhere behind her, a door creaked.

Opheia turned around and saw the door, light pouring out of the cracks. She walked over to it and opened it completely, adjusting her eyes to the bright light. The door went nowhere, just a large void of yellow and orange. She wanted to go inside, to live in this void forever. But her senses told her not to.

"Go in, curious one." a voice said.

Ophelia turned around and saw just the darkness of the kitchen. No one was there. She stepped back and started to close the door when someone shoved her into the void.

"Goodbye, curious one." the voice said, as Ophelia fell to her death.

[Teknonick]

Sorry to tell you Seren... but I have to deny you. I can't accept DEAD characters. (I'm joking.)

Nice app! BTW, accepted. Also, my pet sugar glider is named Ophelia! She's my favorite one, always peeking out of the pouch to see what we're all up to.

I'm glad you picked Bravery... that character plays a roll when we start. Let's just say you're be in charge of a very important moment. :3

[Teknonick]

OMG, I've just noticed. Gamer, I thought you were someone else I knew. I don't exactly remember you... so can you please refresh my mind?

[baskets]

just a question; for the example post, could i just pull up a post i used for a separate RP?

[Teknonick]

baskets said
just a question; for the example post, could i just pull up a post i used for a separate RP?

Yes! Just make sure it's recent and good (If it's old and good, that's OK too.)

The main point of it is just to prove whether you're good or not. :3

[gamer5910]

Teknonick said
OMG, I've just noticed. Gamer, I thought you were someone else I knew. I don't exactly remember you... so can you please refresh my mind?

I'm the same gamer from the minecraft fourms remember the code lyoko Rp.

[Teknonick]

gamer5910 said
I'm the same gamer from the minecraft fourms remember the code lyoko Rp.

*Face palm* Oh. Right. I completely forgot already. It must be your avatar setting me off or something. Anyway, thanks for clearing that up! You're accepted. :3

[CrazyShadowyGamer]

Username: CrazyShadowyGamer | Pure Name: Wisdom | Nickname: Kai

Personality: Friendly, Trustworthy.... sometimes, Wimpish,

Example Post: I (Kai) was going through the woods and saw a rabbit and thought wow i really need my damn bow and an arrow or a freaking dagger or knife to kill this thing i am staving. I haven't eaten in days so i will sneak up on it through the trees and smash its head with a rock. Then i pick up a decent sized rock and get above it and i jump out of the tree with the rock above its head and smash broken skull and blood all over the grass and i get free meat. I then get out to my campsite and cook it that night then i laugh about my plan to kill it and want to do it again the nest day for lunch and dinner. I then have a great meal and go to sleep for the rest of the night

[Teknonick]

Hahaha! Okay Shadow. YOU'RE the person I thought the other guy was earlier. The app is okay, and I think good enough for this RP. You might want to start out on the easier section, but because I know you, I know your'll pick up grammar and punctuation pretty soon. But, I say you're ACCEPTED!

Alright. Sometime later today I'm going to be starting the RP! But right now, I'm going to go take a nap since I'm really sick today. I might even skip starting the RP altogether if it get's worse when I wake up.

[baskets]

Username: baskets
Pure Name: Love
Nickname: Mila
Personality: Extremely expressive in an unorthodox manner, Mila has a knack for speaking without speaking. Her compassion with others is unmatched, and she often empathizes with those around her, making her someone that people want close to them.

Example Post:

It’s a little long, so I’ll hide it to save space. ^_^

“Doctor Ricard, the parts you needed came in with the last supply ship. Do you want me to-”

“Start putting 35C together, yep. Sooner we can get that prototype finished the sooner we can field test this bitch and get the design out before the contract deadline. And how many times do I have to tell you, Jacob? Cut the ‘doctor’ shit. It’s Coin.”

“Yes, of course, Dr- uh, Coin.” The intern scrambled about the cramped lab, presumably looking for 35C’s design specs. Coin shook her head. Jacob Delin was smart for a 19 year old intern, but the kid’s nerves got the best of him far too often for him to make it very far. Well, Coin figured, he was still young, and a bit naïve. Hopefully he’d outgrow his flaws and actually put that talent of his to work.

Coin reverted her attention back to the holographic display at her desk. The screen was a mess; a list of unread messages in the top left corner, a calendar filled with tasks that needed to be completed with impossible deadlines in the top right, images of potential designs and modifications taking up most of the bottom half of the screen, and an article about Earth’s latest fashion trends filling up whatever space was left. And somehow, Coin’s attention was divided between all of it.

“Coin, this barrel doesn’t fit. It’s not to spec,” Jacob’s voice resounded from the back corner of the lab.

Coin chuckled. “Flip it around, Jacob.”

A pause. Then, “Oh. That… makes a lot of sense.”

“You’re damn right it does. That’s the magic of using your head, bud. You’ll get there eventually,” Coin teased. She hit a button on her desk, closing the display. With the 35C finally assembled, there was nothing more important than her newest baby.

The 35C - or M45.35C, as the contract officially termed it - was by no means a revolutionary design; it was simply Coin’s response to a planetary militia-level market that was crying for an assault rifle that spoke to their needs rather than those of a trained military. Low maintenance, easy to handle, and packed full of punch. It was a simple weapon for the simple man. Coin smirked. That wasn’t a bad tagline. She’d have to remember to suggest that if the weapon actually got picked up to be marketed.

Coin’s train of thought was broken as Jacob tripped over a pile of scrap that was lying around. She winced; she’d have to clean up her lab soon. Looking around, the place was a mess. You’d pretty much have to climb over a mountain of crap to get from one side of the lab to the other. Coin manoeuvered her way to Jacob; thankfully he hadn’t yet loaded the weapon, or it might’ve gone off and actually caused some serious damage. She took the rifle from Jacob in one hand and helped him up with the other.

“I know it’s a mess in here, Jacob, but you’ve been my intern for as long as I’ve been stationed on this ship. You know better than anyone what kind of a mess this place has gotten into since I moved in,” Coin reminded him as he moved the mess he had made to a spot where it wouldn’t be so dangerous.

Jacob almost flinched. He never handled any kind of reprimand well, no matter how light it was. “I know, ma’am, I’m sorry… I just got a little carried away,” Jacob mumbled. He motioned to the rifle. “35C’s all done. Just like you said, less than five minutes to put together. Easy.”

Coin smiled. It was mean of her to think so, but if Jacob could assemble a weapon that quickly, a militiaman could do it even better. “Sick. I’ll take it down to the range as soon as I can book some time with the quartermaster. Good work.” Coin took a moment to examine the rifle closely. She threw the sling over her shoulder, aimed down its sight, and swung it around to test the weight balance. Everything was in order. A single shot, medium-ranged powerhouse for the everyman. Hey, that was a pretty good tagline, too. Coin set the rifle down on her desk and sat down in her chair. It was a swivel chair; a classic, and Coin’s favorite toy behind really big guns.

“So with the 35C all done, do you want me to get working on that targeting computer the marines on board were asking for?” Coin heard Jacob ask from the back of the room again. He loved that corner; it probably had to do with the feeling of security he got from the mountain of scrap that separated him from Coin.

Coin toyed with that task in her head. Recently the marines on the ship had been complaining that their scopes weren’t cutting it any more. They just couldn’t take down targets at the firing range like they used to. Coin scoffed; those scopes were years old. Nobody complained before. Then six months ago she gets assigned to the ship and hey, what do you know, the scopes aren’t worth shit, and Coin is tasked with integrating a targeting computer into each of their scopes to “promote more accurate fire under all circumstances.” Any statistics student will tell you straight away that correlation does not imply causation, but that was a coincidence that’s too convenient for Coin.

“Nah, let it hang for a few more days. Or a few more months, hell, I don’t really care. I know when I’m being fucked with, and you should too,” Coin called back flatly. She kicked her feet up onto her desk, leaning back in her chair. “Let’s just take a break for now. We’ve been prepping for 35C’s arrival all morning and we could use the time off. Go grab lunch or something.” She stared at the ceiling in peace as Jacob climbed his way out of the lab.

When she was sure she was alone, Coin brought up her computer display again. She studied her list of tasks for the month; there was nothing pressing, besides that damn targeting computer. Coin played with the the idea of giving the marines a copy of the targeting computer she used on her own rifle. She spun around in her chair, turning to face her own rifle and sidearm that was waiting in a display case on her wall. Damn, what she’d give to have a reason to use those again. It’d been way too long.

[Ink-berry]

I feel like writing, so I might add a little more to the personality section later. :p

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Username: Ink-berry

Pure Name: Justice

Nickname: Alaric

Personality: "Justice", to Alaric is a very... loose term. He's most definitely the most tainted one out of the Pure, in terms of sympathy and compassion - his means of making ends meet is usually pretty dubious (although this's explained by the fact he believes justice is harsh). He'll always do the "right" thing without hesitation, though, but this also results in him just doing things blindly at times. If someone he considers to be higher than him in terms of moral righteousness tells him to kill someone, for example, he'll agree without a second thought.

Of course, being the embodiment of justice, he still tends to follow some sort of "honor" code and can be considered more naive in this respect. (Alaric also thinks of people in terms of "innocent" and "guilty" instead of "good" and "evil".) He also speaks rather awkwardly, though, which's most likely his attempt at being polite / possibly chivalrous.

Example Post:

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Léonard, as usual, at woken up much too early that morning. And, as usual... he found himself running late.

He tapped his foot against the floor of the carriage impatiently as the horse pulled trotted at (what seemed to him) the speed of a snail. I'd better not be late, he thought, but then hesitated and shook his head. No, you are not going to think about it. Léonard stuck his head out the window to check on the horse. ...Godamned thing needs to lose some weight. No wonder I'm probably going to be la-

He smacked himself on the head. No, he was not going to think about it. No. No.

Eventually, after a few more minutes uncomfortable minutes of fidgeting in the carriage, he decided to get off early. Léonard got the driver to stop the carriage and hopped out. He didn't bother exchanging any polite words as he just shoved the money into his hand and hurried off. There were numerous reasons why he'd gotten off a few blocks away (as inconvenient as that was for him and his low stamina), but the main cause was most definitely paranoia. Léonard was immediately on his guard just thinking about it. I swear they're all watching. They'd all sell whatever information they have on you, no doubt.

A while later, a slightly panting Léonard found himself back on track, nearing the blocked off street. He slowed down as he approached the group, briefly stopping to catch his breath.

He regained some composure, Léonard, you idiot, you're late now, aren't you? The rather gangly male, in his mid twenties, could've easily been mistaken for someone much younger, with his relatively short stature and stunted growth. (Not that he hadn't tried to grow taller, but that'd all just been in vain.) He was currently wearing relatively plain clothes, more suited for laborious work than for impressions, and was made of, unfortunately, burlap. Léonard adjusted the collar of the shirt uncomfortably. [/i]

He narrowed his eyes as his gaze darted from one member of the group to the next. Wait - why were there so little people here? [i]Ha, they must've run out of funds, he thought , But... "Am I... early?" he asked incredulously, nearly choking up laughing at the thought. .

Léonard smacked himself on the head for second time that day.

[gamer5910]

(Ignore everything) I found out how.

My Spoiler

Super duper secret test

[CrazyShadowyGamer]

gamer5910 said
(Ignore everything) I found out how.

lol tell me how please

[CrazyShadowyGamer]

i cant wait for this RP to start this is my first one and i wanna see how it is

[MarsAdept]

Username: MarsAdept | Pure Name: Friendship | Nickname: Sophie

Personality: She is very open minded and out going. She speaks whatever is on her mind. She is not afraid to challenge people that she believes are in the wrong or doing wrong. She will go out of her way to protect those around her.

Example post: ( coming soon... sorry busy at the moment.)