Brasslazer

Destiny: The Exclusion Zone

As the Gunslinger known as Spectre boarded the ship, Kala shifted her weight awkwardly. She knew this Guardian. She had been forced to work with him when she was put on the mission to defeat Crota, a mission that caused the deaths of many souls trying to do their job. And what she learned from that mission was that she never wanted to work with that Gunslinger again. He was a good fighter, he was just... unorthodox, on could say. One could also say unprofessional. She would say both. He would also separate from the group, and from his introduction, it sounded like he was planning on doing the same thing is this new mission where we know far less about the enemy then we knew with Crota. Not too mention he intended to completely skip team building in a group of mainly strangers. There's being cocky, and then there's being dangerous to the safety of yourself and others.

Fortunately, the Fallen spoke up. Not only did he advocate for the obvious need for team-building, but presentation of a Void shield was impressive, to say the least. She walked up and took her seat across from Kazik and Spectre.

"I'm in full agreement Kazik. A team that can't work together is about as useful as a small group of Thralls. And if the way we learn to trust each other is a game based on lying, I'll go along with it." Kala pulls a small container off of her belt. Inside, Strange Coins are lined up in rows. Pulling out a couple, she shakes them around in her handle, making a small cascade of clinking noises.

"Not sure how I'll be able to beat a Fallen's poker face. Five-card draw or Texas hold 'em?"

Seven Immortal Elements

WIP

Name: Giuliano da Capri
Appearance: Giuliano is a short, portly man appearing to be around forty. His hair is a deep black with an increasingly receding hairline. His face is round and plump, the only angle in it being a pointed goatee adorning his equally pointy chin. His forehead appears to be in a state of constant wrinkle, underlined by bushy eyebrows. His legs are short, one of them missing and replaced with a wooden prosthetic, resembling a soldier's boot. His regular outfit consists of loose, red, silken shirt covered with an light orange vest.
Personality: Giuliano is a man who prefers the dramatic things in life. Flamboyant, outgoing, and incredibly in your face, Giuliano looks for the most in life, spending his time partying, smoking, and drinking. His mind is brilliant, swirling with ideas ready to be pulled out of a moments notice. Not all are good ideas, granted, but they are ideas nonetheless. Considering the other elements, he is pretty friendly with his fellow lesser gods, though he doesn't really like them.
Powers:

Dragon's Breath: A fast-moving jet of flame emitted from the user's mouth. Usable by humans.

Ignition: Allows the combustion of any fuel source. Usable by humans

Flaming Javelin: A fast-moving fire projectile of similar size and shape to a javelin and thrown like one as well. Usable by
humans.

Combustive Charm: Infuses an item, such as a weapon, with potential energy. When the item impacts another object, the
energy is released in a burst of flame. Usable by humans.

Burning Lashes: Creates a pair of bullwhips made entirely of fire. They last for an hour, or until the user chooses to get
rid of them. Usable by only the most advanced humans.

Boiling Agony: The air itself becomes inhospitable, except for the user. The air heats up to temperatures reaching boiling
point, and the ground burns up, releasing showers of embers to make it even more painful for whoever's stuck inside.

Phoenix Finale: Releases dozens of waves of intense flame from the user's body over the course of a few seconds, each hotter
than the last. The hottest temperatures reached are comparable to that of the Earth's core, turning all nearby into gas. Not
yet used, the energy required makes the move suicidal, and thusly must only be used in the most dire of situations.

Human Persona bio: Giuliano's appearance to the masses is that of none but a playwright. All of his plays written were dreadful romantic comedies that, if you asked any critic, were mediocre at best, but appealed to the public in just the right way to make him piles of money. He lives the high life while writing another mediocre play every couple of years to keep the money flowing.

Equipment: Without much need for combat gear, Giuliano rarely carries a weapon. What he does carry with him often are some sheets of paper, a quill and inkwell, and a bottle of wine.

Temple Description: Giuliano's temple is located near Mount Vesuvius. The temple is located near the foot of the volcano. The temple itself is raised up in a way that any lava flows will go around it, and the temple itself has special "eruption rooms" in the basement where his worshipers can go in times of emergency. The temple itself is one of Gothic design. The temple has 17 small spires encircling a larger one, where all the important ceremonies take place. The spires are made up of a darkly colored igneous rock, mined on site. Upon each small spire is a small statue of a dragon, facing inwards with it's wings spread. Each small spire is inhabited by a High Priest and his personal acolytes. These followers not only guard the temple, but also perform sacrifices to Giuliuano, generally involving the burning of some offering. Acolytes must prove that Giuliano believes them to be worthy by diving into a vat of boiling oil. If Giuliano finds them worthy, he will protect from the heat, and they will come out without so much as a blister. If they are not worthy, they boil alive. High Priests can be recognized by the symbol on their forehead. The symbol is that of a large square, surrounded by 17 uniformly sized arrows pointing outwards. This symbol is branded on to them in the Ascension ritual when they become High Priests.

Local tech: The local tech is that of the Italian Renaissance.

Seven Immortal Elements

This looks pretty cool. If I were to go with an element, it would probably be either Force or Fire, so I'll go with whichever no on else wants between those two.

Destiny: The Exclusion Zone

Kala was in a bit of a dry spell. Her last mission, a simple assassination of a Cabal commander, had gone smoothly as usual; that was six months ago. Her Guardian colleagues that she often teamed up with were all on personal matters, and she didn't work well alone. The last six months had been endless training, keeping her ready for the next mission. She went to a shooting range in the eastern part of the City. It was seedy, but it was the best shooting practice you could get, besides an actual mission.

She was shooting her way through the Vex targets, having blasted a round of bullets right in a fake Hobgoblin's stomach, when her Ghost Velox chimed up.

"Ma'am, the Speaker has sent you a transmission. Do you accept?" the little droid droned in a monotone voice.

"Of course. I've been needing fieldwork." Kala said, slinging her SUROS Regime back onto her back. She was excited. A mission straight from the Speaker had to be important. Kala's eyes followed Velox as he floated away from the shooting gallery. The Speaker's message began emitting from the Ghost's tiny speaker. It explained the House of Blight, her mission to enter the Exclusion Zone with a group, and where to go to rendezvous for the mission. After it was finished, Kala nodded her head to her ghost and began walking towards the Tower.

"Thanks you, Velox. We need to get to this ship as soon as possible." She said, quickening her pace. Not only was it important to fight this dangerous new House sooner rather than later, but she also would need time to become familiar with her teammates.

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As she stepped into the out-of-date ship, Kala could see the several of the group's other Guardians were inside, as well as the Fallen she was informed they would be working with. She had fought through Variks' Prison of Elders many times before, so she knew she could probably trust this Fallen, though he was far larger than Variks. She was a bit worried on how other, less open-minded Guardians might take it; that was something that could jeopardize this crucial mission. Taking her place next to the alien being, she loudly introduced herself to all present.

"Hello, fellow Guardians. My name is Kala Janas. I am an Awoken Sunsinger, here to assist you on your mission against the House of Blight."

Destiny: The Exclusion Zone

Name: Kala Jenas

Sex: Female

Race: Awoken

Main Class: Warlock

Subclass: Sunsinger

Weapons: SUROS Regime, Necrochasm, and Super Good Advice.

Armor:

Helmet: Deathsinger's Gaze

Chest: Heart of the Praxic Fire

Gauntlets: Viper Spine II

Legs: Istanu-GNT Razor

Bond: Bond of the Queen's Guard

Appearance

Ghost Name: Velox

Personality: Kala is serious, straightforward, and direct. She accepts that she is just a pawn in the war against the Darkness, and strives to be the most valued and honored of these pawns. While intelligent, she isn't much of a strategist, following those who order her. She drowns herself in her work, training either alone or with her fireteam in her free time. In conversation, she is blunt and honest, believing in truth over emotions. If she doesn't tell the truth all the time, how can her teammates trust her on the battlefield?

History: While an Awoken, Kala is similar to the Exo, in that she was built for war. Born on Earth, she trained heavily, becoming a skilled soldier. She learned that a person's own skill is usually not enough, and you must be humble and trusting enough to rely on their fireteam, as well as strong enough to be relied on, if you want to be successful. To her, the fireteam is a system that fights for honor, objective, and survival, and that system is above all. In her travels around the galaxy for the duties as a Guardian, she eventually ended up in the Reef, where she hoped to be accepted as a fellow Awoken. Faced with prejudice for her Earth heritage, she now is driven by her hopes to earn the respect she believes she deserves from the Queen and others of her race.

Destiny: The Exclusion Zone

Here's my character, hope it can still be accepted.

Kala

Name: Kala Jenas

Sex: Female

Race: Awoken

Main Class: Warlock

Subclass: Sunsinger

Weapons: SUROS Regime, Necrochasm, and Super Good Advice.

Armor:
Helmet: Deathsinger's Gaze
Chest: Heart of the Praxic Fire
Gauntlets: Viper Spine II
Legs: Istanu-GNT Razor
Bond: Bond of the Queen's Guard

Appearance

Ghost Name: Velox

Personality: Kala is serious, straightforward, and direct. She accepts that she is just a pawn in the war against the Darkness, and strives to be the most valued and honored of these pawns. While intelligent, she isn't much of a strategist, following those who order her. She drowns herself in her work, training either alone or with her fireteam in her free time. In conversation, she is blunt and honest, believing in truth over emotions. If she doesn't tell the truth all the time, how can her teammates trust her on the battlefield?

History: While an Awoken, Kala is similar to the Exo, in that she was built for war. Born on Earth, she trained heavily, becoming a skilled soldier. She learned that a person's own skill is usually not enough, and you must be humble and trusting enough to rely on their fireteam, as well as strong enough to be relied on, if you want to be successful. To her, the fireteam is a system that fights for honor, objective, and survival, and that system is above all. In her travels around the galaxy for the duties as a Guardian, she eventually ended up in the Reef, where she hoped to be accepted as a fellow Awoken. Faced with prejudice for her Earth heritage, she now is driven by her hopes to earn the respect she believes she deserves from the Queen and others of her race.

Harmonica - (Fantasy Based RP)

Sorry to hear about all that stuff, Gyrin. I hope things turn out alright.

To everyone else, sorry for me being a bit inactive. However, I will be more inactive due to a complete lack of access to the internet for 2 weeks in a couple days. As such, I'll need someone to take over Alan from me for a while. Hope it isn't a burden. Any volunteers?

Harmonica - (Fantasy Based RP)

I'm away on a trip for a week and don't have a computer, so sorry if my posts our shorter and of lower quality as I will have limited time and just a phone.

Harmonica - (Fantasy Based RP)

After some waiting, Alan saw Tollank wake up. It was strange though, he seemed to move as though he had sight, even though Alan could've sworn he was blind. Whatever. Tollank walked over to a door and began to bang against it. Alan was confused, until he got a whiff of what lay behind the door: vanilla. So Tollank wanted revenge on the psycho trying to kill them too, huh? Before he could go over to help, Tollank screamed, a loud noise reverberating around the room, forcing Alan to cover his ears. He watched in silence as Tollank grabbed Aeria and carried her outside. Tollank appeared to be saying something, but Alan couldn't hear it through his hands covering his ears.

Following Tollank behind from a decent distance, Alan eventually found his way to a dorm with the name "Leon Osiris Roth" on the door. Stepping in, he found an unconscious dome boy, Tollwank, and what speared to be an also unconscious or sleeping vanilla demon. So Tollank carried her here so he could get rid of her in a more private situation. She must have then woken up, attacked dome boy, and knocked him out, but then Tollank managed to subdue her. Walking over, Alan picked up a nearby pillow.

"Good job Tollank. I knew we couldn't trust her, but at least she didn't manage to kill any of us. Now I suggest we finish of the job with this pillow and smother her while she's unable to defend herself, then we won't have to worry anymore." Alan said, holding up the pillow.

Magic: the Gathering -- the Transguild Promenade

I'm interested if you lack people, but the first page said you weren't accepting anymore people.