[OOC] Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

[ArenaSnow]

I didn't know you made an rp ace! I wanna join! But only if I'm allowed to be a were bear!

HA! The outsider got to post 100!

Also could I be like a villian?

@Cuccoruler

Villain, you say?

My vamp might have a job for you. Er >.> nobody saw that.

[Ace of flames01]

@Cuccoruler eeeeeeeeehm Idk.... About the were bear I mean XD if you want to be a villain then I suppose that's OK? There isn't really villains per say, rather, characters that encourage war because they are cray cray.

Edit: and I didn't tell you because I didn't think you'd be interested! XD

[Ace of flames01]

First post is up my peoples! Get your intros started!

[Cuccoruler]

@ace of flames01 I wanna be a BEAR!!! Bears are more awesome than wolves! I'm makin a bear character... will prob make a demon too though.

[Jangel13]

Any particular place we should start from our just sandbox it?

[Cuccoruler]

Henry

Bear form

Henry Johnathan

Child of:

Dark

Nickname:

The opposition

Age:

59

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Homosexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Species:

WereBear

Occupation

Warrior

Likes:

The Cold
Strong men
Fish
Fighting

Dislikes:

Skinny lean men(He will fatten them up)
Angels
Children of Light

Fears:

Fairies
Not dying a warriors death.

Weapon

Personality:
Henry is the kind of man people would stay away from in a bar fight. He strongly believes that strength is what rules within both worlds. Those who are strong will make the best leaders. He doesn’t even like women for that same reason.

History:

Henry was born human. He was born in a warriors family, and fought with the humans when he came of age. He proved to be a powerful fighter and came be known as a berserker due to him losing control on the battle field. He had even taken out a few of his own when he went berserk like this. He was eventually shunned after he had accidently killed an angel while in his berserk state of mind. When he killed the angel he was not only shunned but also cursed.
He was cast into the forests where first discovered the curse that was laid on him. He had become one of the dark beings. He had become a were bear. His first movement as a were bear was to kill a dear and eat it. After that he realized how much more powerful he was. He decided to make a name for himself among the dark children then, and started by asserting his dominance as the most powerful of the were beasts. The Werewolves came to tell stories of him, some even feared him as it was only possible for them to take him down in a pack. Though that battle never came as the werewolves just tried to avoid him.
He has since made his own pack of werebears. He turned any exhiled human that wanted the same power he had. He is currently acting chieftain of the werebears.

Extra

When he gets drunk he becomes the friendliest man in the realm.

[ArenaSnow]

Just a note @Cuccoruler, RP is set on demon chars unless flame wants to open them up again.

[ArenaSnow]

Shall we all start somewhat together, dogpiling, if you will, to the start; or just start in various positions and drift to each other?

I actually do have an opportunity as Caezel doesn't live that far from the border.

[Jangel13]

I was just planning on playing by the border

[ArenaSnow]

So, two angels and a vampire...

I can see how that kind of scenario would go. ^.^

[Cuccoruler]

Still gonna make a second character... actually thinking It's gonna be a fairy though. Honestly a demon just isn't all that amusing.

[ArenaSnow]

About time we get a fairy.

My vampire wanted someone to be really, really xenophobic at.

[Ace of flames01]

@Cuccoruler yeeeah no were bears. I'm going to have to reject Henry

@ArenaSnow@Jangel13 you guys can start where ever you want to so long that you eventually meet up and interact with other characters. Essentially your first post is gonna be an intro or beginning of the day. If you wanted to interact or start out fighting with another character then that's fine too. And it doesn't have to be where Octavia is on the boarder. Imagine the world being basically split in half. You guys can be anywhere in the kingdom on the boarder.

[Cuccoruler]

@ace of flames01 B-But why? still a wear creature... though in truth I don't see myself using him much actually XD I'll work on a fairy tomorrow, I'm tired for now.

[Ace of flames01]

@Cuccoruler because... NO BEARS. And you aren't gonna even use him!! So no! XD I look forward to seeing your faerie person tomorrow then!

[ArenaSnow]

Apologies for any errors in advance. Wanted to get this up before heading to bed and before my mind shut down completely, but today's been rather busy.

Decided to get the ball rolling right off.

[Ace of flames01]

@ArenaSnow alright! Looks good! Gonna start out with a ballroom blitz? Let's do it!

[Narcotic Dollie]

@Ace of Flames01 Alright boss, here's my character application! In her history I put the name of her town in italics, since I wasn't sure if you were okay with me naming it. If you don't like it or already have a list of city names just let me know and I'll be more than happy to change it!

Let me know what revisions you would like to see! ^.^

Naya

Naya Ashgrave

Child of:
Darkness

Nickname:
N/A

Age:
28

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Species:
Human

Occupation:
Witch. Also owns an apothecary.

Likes:

• Horticulture
• Shiny things
• Embalming tools
• Forehead kisses
• Grilled newt. Delicious and nutritious!

Dislikes:

• Hot weather
• People trying to swindle her
• Bad breath
• High pitched voices
• Carrots. Because ew.

Fears:
Being eaten by a werewolf.

Weapons

Spear

Previously belonged to her mother. It can be seen strapped to her back whenever she is not working in the shop.

Dagger

Also belonged to her mother. Naya only uses it for bloodletting for spells/potions

Personality: Naya doesn't actually murder people. But some spells call for certain, er, more visceral ingredients, so if someone wants to trade their dear old mum's corpse for a love spell, who is she to deny them?

It is this sort of practice that makes some people leery of the witch. It isn't an uncommon sight to come into the shop and find the body of some animal or person up on the slab, their organs floating in jars as the lithe woman serenely wipes her scarlet hands on her apron. It doesn't help that when she does her shopping she occasionally forgets to change out of her work robes and gives some poor merchant an eyeful of her bloody clothing.

Her time around the occult has made it virtually impossible for her to get squeamish at the sight of gore and her ability to joke and see humor in dark circumstances makes her a very strange human indeed. Naya is also innately curious about creatures of different races and will often badger them with all sorts of questions until both parties are exasperated.

Well, except werewolves. Those guys are terrifying.

Oddities aside, Naya is a clever girl with a sharp tongue and a wicked sense of humor. She is not easily frightened or intimidated, but is smart enough to know when to keep her mouth shut lest she upset something more fearsome than her. The witch is also a bit over protective of those she cares about and doesn't much understand the concept of personal space.

Bio:
Naya was born to a hardworking witch who owned a little apothecary on the outskirts of a sleepy border town by the name of Minora. The little girl spent long days helping her mother tend the garden, grind down the herbs, and adding new recipes to their grimoire. It was a strange life, but Naya always felt loved and most importantly, she was very happy.

Her magic doesn't come in during her twelfth year like it does for most of her family, but her mother doesn't seem concerned about it. "These things take time, my girl. Your blood will wake precisely when it is supposed to," the witch told her, dropping a kiss onto her daughter's hair. "Now be a dear and fetch me my hammer. This man's skull is thicker than I thought."

Her mother dies during Naya's nineteenth summer, when a freshly turned werewolf loses control and attacks her in the market. The town folk manage to subdue the creature, but the damage is done. Naya brings her mother's body home, stores her insides, and grinds her bones, just like she would have wanted. After that the young woman takes over the apothecary, making the salves and ointments that don't require a supernatural touch.

Then in the twenty third winter of her life it happens, precisely when it needs to.

Naya is out in the forest, scraping yellow lichen off an old oak tree when her blade slips and slices open her finger. The blood oozes out of the wound, crimson rivulets landing on the bark and suddenly she feels potential and vertigo all at once. A surge of something passes through her and in the next moment the youth is on the ground, breathless and blinking up at the canopy of leaves above her. When she looks back to the tree it is utterly engulfed in the fungus and a cluster of nightshade has begun to blossom around it's base.

The magic in her blood had finally awoken, long after she had given up on it.

It's second nature after that to start honing her craft. Sure she fumbles a bit and turns a few more people into toads than she'd originally planned, but her mother's weathered grimoire guides her and by the time her twenty eighth spring comes around she's gained quite the reputation for being a talented, albeit strange, alchemist.

Extra: The palms of both of her hands are scarred from all the bloodletting she’s had to do for various spells. Does not go anywhere without her grimoire.

[ArenaSnow]

@Ace of Flames01 Alright boss, here's my character application! In her history I put the name of her town in italics, since I wasn't sure if you were okay with me naming it. If you don't like it or already have a list of city names just let me know and I'll be more than happy to change it!

Let me know what revisions you would like to see! ^.^

Naya

Naya Ashgrave

Child of:
Darkness

Nickname:
N/A

Age:
28

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Species:
Human

Occupation:
Witch. Also owns an apothecary.

Likes:

• Horticulture
• Shiny things
• Embalming tools
• Forehead kisses
• Grilled newt. Delicious and nutritious!

Dislikes:

• Hot weather
• People trying to swindle her
• Bad breath
• High pitched voices
• Carrots. Because ew.

Fears:
Being eaten by a werewolf.

Weapons

Spear

Previously belonged to her mother. It can be seen strapped to her back whenever she is not working in the shop.

Dagger

Also belonged to her mother. Naya only uses it for bloodletting for spells/potions

Personality: Naya doesn't actually murder people. But some spells call for certain, er, more visceral ingredients, so if someone wants to trade their dear old mum's corpse for a love spell, who is she to deny them?

It is this sort of practice that makes some people leery of the witch. It isn't an uncommon sight to come into the shop and find the body of some animal or person up on the slab, their organs floating in jars as the lithe woman serenely wipes her scarlet hands on her apron. It doesn't help that when she does her shopping she occasionally forgets to change out of her work robes and gives some poor merchant an eyeful of her bloody clothing.

Her time around the occult has made it virtually impossible for her to get squeamish at the sight of gore and her ability to joke and see humor in dark circumstances makes her a very strange human indeed. Naya is also innately curious about creatures of different races and will often badger them with all sorts of questions until both parties are exasperated.

Well, except werewolves. Those guys are terrifying.

Oddities aside, Naya is a clever girl with a sharp tongue and a wicked sense of humor. She is not easily frightened or intimidated, but is smart enough to know when to keep her mouth shut lest she upset something more fearsome than her. The witch is also a bit over protective of those she cares about and doesn't much understand the concept of personal space.

Bio:
Naya was born to a hardworking witch who owned a little apothecary on the outskirts of a sleepy border town by the name of Minora. The little girl spent long days helping her mother tend the garden, grind down the herbs, and adding new recipes to their grimoire. It was a strange life, but Naya always felt loved and most importantly, she was very happy.

Her magic doesn't come in during her twelfth year like it does for most of her family, but her mother doesn't seem concerned about it. "These things take time, my girl. Your blood will wake precisely when it is supposed to," the witch told her, dropping a kiss onto her daughter's hair. "Now be a dear and fetch me my hammer. This man's skull is thicker than I thought."

Her mother dies during Naya's nineteenth summer, when a freshly turned werewolf loses control and attacks her in the market. The town folk manage to subdue the creature, but the damage is done. Naya brings her mother's body home, stores her insides, and grinds her bones, just like she would have wanted. After that the young woman takes over the apothecary, making the salves and ointments that don't require a supernatural touch.

Then in the twenty third winter of her life it happens, precisely when it needs to.

Naya is out in the forest, scraping yellow lichen off an old oak tree when her blade slips and slices open her finger. The blood oozes out of the wound, crimson rivulets landing on the bark and suddenly she feels potential and vertigo all at once. A surge of something passes through her and in the next moment the youth is on the ground, breathless and blinking up at the canopy of leaves above her. When she looks back to the tree it is utterly engulfed in the fungus and a cluster of nightshade has begun to blossom around it's base.

The magic in her blood had finally awoken, long after she had given up on it.

It's second nature after that to start honing her craft. Sure she fumbles a bit and turns a few more people into toads than she'd originally planned, but her mother's weathered grimoire guides her and by the time her twenty eighth spring comes around she's gained quite the reputation for being a talented, albeit strange, alchemist.

Extra: The palms of both of her hands are scarred from all the bloodletting she’s had to do for various spells. Does not go anywhere without her grimoire.

@Narcotic Dollie

I can just see us getting along. Take 2 zero's off my char's age and we're peers. :P

[Slendy]

@ArenaSnow

XD Since Caezel is old and near the end of his life can Don haunt him just to f with him? Like he just wakes up from a good night rest and Don's at his bed side saying "Your time has come." And he's just playing with him just to see if he has a heart attack and die. v.v dark but good humor.