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God School

@KatherinWinterWell... if I made the copying temporary? Like, he remembers a move for the next five minutes or half an hour or so, and then its gone?
Also, it is true that in his lore, John comes to the school of gods mostly for character development, to decide the path he wants to walk as a God. But I do agree that this ability would make conflict with others impossibly easy, and that's why I'm trying my best to balance it. But who knows, maybe a restriction can just pop up on the spot.
Oh, and as long as these powers are not yet referenced IC, can I start posting? My RP fingers are itching after a year of inaction XD

God School

@KatherinWinter...
...You do realise we're talking about young gods, right? :P
Just kidding, just kidding. Anyways, if you mind those, I can remove them. Or restrict them. Or keep them for God Form only. Or what have you- in fact, could you possibly think of a way I can balance those powers, but still keep as much of them as possible?

God School

Human Name: John
God Name: Aselvaheim
Aliases: The Adaptable, The Omnipresent General, The Straregist
Parents: Silvas (God of Conquest, also known as God of Bloodshed), Gollundia (Goddess of Clairvoyance and Knowledge)
Age: 27
Powers(as of this point) :
'Strategic Genius' Considering he is the seed of a God of war and a goddess of thinking, along with constant military training, it is anything but odd that Aselvaheim/John is supernaturally capable at devising brilliant plans on the spot, despite external conditions. This is generally also true at non-militaristic plans, though he needs some more work there because of inexperience.
'Supernatural Intelligence' Even more so than a standard god, John has a wide knowledge over a myriad of subjects, has the ability to learn at terrific speeds, and earns respect through a general -purpose wisdom beyond his age.
'Photocopying reflexes' one of John's greatest advantages in direct combat is his ability to learn and copy his enemies' moves just by observing them.
'Blue Magic' the magical extension to his aforementioned reflexes, John can copy his opponents magic through mostly observation -though sometimes physical contact may be needed with the spell. Certain powers, as well as most deity-specific spells, are beyond his reach
"Mind Reading' In what is similar to telepathy, John can both offer and receive knowledge, feelings etc. from another person or deity. He can do so through cooperation or sheer force, though he latter can be countered by other gods with more power than him.
Bio: When he was born, his father expected from John to directly follow his footsteps and become the next God of Bloodshed. However, as he grew up, John didn't seem all to willing to take that path. Even though he trained at all aspects of war regularly, and did find pleasure in combat, was disgusted by the massacre his father was ever so delighted to cause every once in a while, for no reason other than satisfaction of his boredom. Instead, he found great pleasure in the acquisition of knowledge and in the development of arts like drawing and poetry. This brought him closer to his mother, but also greatly enraged Silvas, who was already abusive towards Gollundia and found another reason to be so. He also became abusive towards his son, and forced him along to the horrific acts he did, and commit himself great massacres. When he reached the age of 26, when he had accumulated enough power to put the foot down, he started defending his mother and stood up against his father. This family conflict escalated up to an all -out war between Silvas and John with his mother to his side. This war lasted for six months, during which the lands were razed everywhere because of the intense fight between parent and son, and ended from an intervention from the other gods. Then it was decided; Alesvaheim would pass his next years to the School of Gods, safe from his father's clutches, where he would get all the help possible in deciding which path he would follow. Silvas' protests were ignored, while John's concerns about his mother were met by a reassurance of her safety between the other gods.
Weapons: a shield -sized gold -covered book impenetrable by mortal materials that can shrink to the size of a normal pocket book, and a pen which can be transformed to any weapon imaginable.
Followers: Generals, Philosophers, Combat Instructors, and a handful of princes.
Mortal Appereance: A tall 6ft 5 boy with a clean -shaven face, Dark hair and sparkling brown eyes. His body was obviously fit and toned, but without to much muscle protruding, while his skin had the odd tendency to reflect his present actions and emotions ;wanting from a pale white to an almond tan, though intense emotional response can also turn him into various shades of red. His eyes also seem to reflect some emotion, though this is generally subtle unless he consiously tries to show off this ability.
God Appereance; Much taller and with a slightly more muscular build, Aselvaheim's hair is a light brown, and his eyes have a turquoise shade. As a good he has two forms: at the first one, the Enlightenment Form, he is pale and contained,with his hair flowing down his neck and stopping at his shoulders. In his second form, the Ender Form, his hair forms a helmet over his head -and with similar defensive ability -, while his eyes turn red and his skin becks a reddish tan. In both forms, the eyes behave at the exact opposite way they do at his human form ; they are extremely sensitive to his mental condition and emotion, unless he deliberately chooses to hide his emotions.
Animal: the Hawk.
Symbol: an owl and a raven fighting over an arcane symbol which is bound to Aselvaheim's name.

God School

Sooooo... Can I just pop into the scene, or are there certain restrictions on New character entries?

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

Of note is that this RP is not actually GMed by Key, it is by me. The universe is also(sorta) of seperate from the Void of the Stars universe, so the Korvichai's previous interactions would be rendered irrevelant. Otherwise it looks good but I am reserving final judgement for the completed product.

@duck55223

Woops, sorry about that. Feels embarrassing :-S Anyways, I didn't mean about interactions with other players, I meant about the culture and history. Anyways, I'll scavenge them from the original thread :P

From Stardust, to Stardust: Tales of Andromeda, a Sci-Fi Fantasy RP

New RPG, huh? I really lost contact with the other ones due to real-life, but what the hell, I'll try onw more time I quess. I like your RPs that much, KeyGuy. Here's my entry, written with haste. I will to answer to any post asking for more information anytime, though, and fill in the blanks soon. App: Name of nation: Seriphona Commen Losda (United Nation of the Light) Species: Korvichon (Korvichai in plural) Description of government: Generally Democratic. The importance given in the words of a person, however, may increase with the age and physical status, because of the rather exotic (for Human standards) biological traits of the Korvichai (extensive despriptions of biology oming soon) Description of military: *Coming Soon* Technological Overview: The main reason for the Korvichai's vast tehcnological advances and innovations was the discovery of an Element with the atomic number 125, named Ravenadim. This element, naturally present around some parts of the universe, but abundant in their home system, was first discovered in their home planet's (Mireksia) second moon (Sarikae). The disovery of its properties have toppled a lot of the contemporary beliefs of the Korvichai's scientific community; Ravenadim has reached an island of stability, making it more stable than other elements at this end of the periodic table, but it decays much more aggressively than expected. A decaying atom actually is prone to ionising itself and surrounding atoms, disturbing some off their island of stability and speeding up the decay into a reaction, subcritical or critical. Sometimes, the high-energised electrons collide with other atoms' nuclei, resulting in the production of other leptons, which in such close proximity leads to an almost unfollowable series of events that are yet to be comprehended fully. Long story short, the composition of the Ravenadin atom enables it to transform different kinds of energy into others without external intervention, with great eficiency, and able to store large amounts of each. This created a revolution in the industry, enabling the Korvichai to innovate in a huge array of technoligical advances Cultural Overview: Seriphona Commen Losda generally follows a Byzantine approach in cultural matters. More will come soon. EDIT: It's not liek you're supposed to remember or something, but if you still remember some information from my previous entries, fell free to suppose they still are into play.

The New Order(Post WW3 RP)

Ohhh, just a month has passed? That actually suits me very well, it means I haven't lost much. So, if you could tell me approximately the events that happened until now. I would really appreciate that. It will assist me in making a much less flawed app in my next attempt.

The New Order(Post WW3 RP)

But I though that after all those posts already made prior my arrival, a worldwide infrastructure would be reestablished...
Anyways, I cannot arque with the GMs. Just tell me which countries are avalaible and I'll make another application with more logical military.
However, I will keep one carrier. I even have an explanation for it: at the beginning of the war, the U.S. handed the carrier to the NATO forces to assist in the atacks in the inner Russia; a Nimitz-class carrier, the last of its kind non-decomissioned, for it was considered old over new models created by an America that started off the war wealthier than ever. After the war, it was discovered that both the carrier and its manned fleet was too costly to mantain. Because of that, they modernized it a bit, made the launch platform smaller, fited it with stronger catapults, and changed its planes with UCAVs, which are smaller, easier to maintain, and can stand the new G forces caused by the new catapults. Sounds logical, doesn't it?
Anyways, I'll change the others, though.

Void of the Stars II: Return to the Stars [Sci-Fi] [Always Accepting]

Reposting, cause noone saw it.

Korimenoa-kir Seriopems Reopsadi

At that exact moment, the President rushed through the open door, without showing any deorientation from his materialisation. Wait a sec, materialisation? That means that, even though President Ioannorent (history seems to be heavily repeating itself) possessed a state-of-the-art personal jet that would enable him to arrive to Korimenoa in under 10 minutes at full Mach-4 thrust, he decided to use the experimental Organic Quantum Leaper without protective wear or waiting for the Leaper's reactors to activate -not only risking his physical condition, but also setting a third of the Capitol on a blackout. It also means that he was in extreme trouble.
And he was right. Breaking every single protocol -or any kind of President-like behaviour at all- on his part, and without giving Serohimean any time to follow his part of the protocol on a meeting with the head of the planet, he grasped the poor Korvichon from the neck and stuck him on the wall, destroying several monitors with his movement (the President was always on perfect shape, and with more strength than most Korvichai in life. This, on Korvichon anatomy, explained his deep wisdom, and his -normally- well manners. However, at such a level, it also explains his extreme outbursts in times of intense mental shocks, for which Ioannorent was known for.)
"You got a message from aliens" he whispered to him, with a slow and acidfull voice that could literally kill a race with lesser intellect capacity or more cowardice by itself, but only managed to frighten the scentist to the bone. "After so many milleniums of waiting, after our race died and resurrected, after all those time where we tried our best to repair the damages from the wars we seemed to hae been involved at, we finally learn that the myths were correct, that not only there are aliens out there, but they are advanced enough to fly through the void of space with huge military fleets. Did I get informed? No, you took the situation on your hands. You communicated with those destruction avatars, you tried to establish relationships with them. You told them so many things about us, liek they were not already dangerous enough! Didn't you think I should get informed first, bastard? DID YOU EVEN THINK THAT THE PRESIDENT SHOULD BE CONCERNED ABOUT SUCH A THING? DID YOU, DAMN YOUR SHIT?!?!?!?!?!"
Terrified as a Korvichon could get, and strangled with force that ensured him that the President would not hesistate to kill him on the spot unless he clarified his position, Serohimean barely found the strength to say: "Let me explain, Mr. President. Things are not how they seem."
Ioannorent let the poor scientist just as suddenly as he had grasped him, letting him fall abruptly on the broken monitors. He didn't seem to care about anything he had to say, but he knew he was already on his mercy. "Very well" he said it, smiling the way Death himself would, "if you think there is anything that will save you from public execution, I would like to hear it."
Serohimean regained his consiousness as fast as he could, then started talking with an exhausted voice, that however didn't show even a glimpse of fear anymore. "Things are much more complicated than they have told you they are, President. It seems the myths are not only real, but more specific than we could ever predict they are.
Now Ioannorent showed some tiny interest. "What do you mean by that?"
"The aliens have communicated with us in Latin, sir. From my thorough education on alien mythology, I have positively identified they are descendants of the ancient Earth Alliance, which is said to have helped us triumph in the first place. They also seem to understand both our language and ancient Greek, and also identify us as a piece of their own myths. They also seemed eager to re-establish an infrastructure of alliance with us, and gave us their planet's coordinates, while we didn't. They also promised us complete immunity and defense from external threats as soon as we enter the atmoshpere. We would obtain our former legacy if we allied with them once again, President. A relationship that lasted for so many millenia is not something we should ignore."
Now the President had replaced his rage with intrique and real shock on his eyes. "Can I see the communication record?"
"Of course, Mr. President" said Serohimena confidently, opening the comms history on the remaining monitor network.
"Hmmm, it's actually a very good course of action. You even seemed to offer them some false information! I think I should apologise to you officially, Serohimean. You've established a better future for you, son. However, I want to have complete personal control of comms with them aliens for now, if you agree with that."
Serohimean could not explain how easily the President's attitude was changed, but he did not want to really pick on the subject, either. "That's obvious, sir. You have full control of comms. I can assist you on any technical difficulties, though, if you would like me to."
"Oh, and something else, sir" he whispered to him afterwards. "If those aliens possess the hardware I think they do, I think they have already connected on the network. They most likely overheard our... conversation, so try to be honest to them."
The President was shocked to hear that, but he knew he was right. After reactivating comms and setting it to broadcast the conversation to the whole world, he finally talked, with a voice with enough calmness, self-management and officiality to remind everyone why he was one of the most successful presidents in the history of the Children of the Phoenix.
"I, Ioannorent Piloremis, President of the Children of the Phoenix, welcome the people of Lakfakalle, descendants of the Earth Empire, the ancient superpower that, even on our days, continues nfluencing and inspiring our people, who even today aknowledge the extreme benefits our society has acquired from you back then. It was an alliance we were not only honored to participate to, but also one we're still honored to talk about. Apart from that, though, it is also an alliance we will be honored to reparticipate to now, after millenia of us trying to regain what we lost when the galactic wars almost crashed the universe, but barely hurt our relationships, and the respect we hold for your nation.
Right now, a diplomatic fleet is prepared for materialisation near the coordinates given by your personnel, which will contain me and my elite diplomats. We will be more than willing to stablish once more our relationships, that we hope that have remained unchanged despite almost everything else having changed completely. President Ioannorent, over and out."
Then, he turned over to Serohimean. "FInd the coward who is crying like a baby behind the door and tell him I thank him for informing me on the situation, and order the Quantum Represion Facility to calibrate the system to the coordinates of Lakfakalle under my command. Tell them Operation Treehouse and they will understand."
He smiled, this time with no cruelty in that smile. "After you're finished, go home and pack your stuff."
Serohimean feared the worst. "Am I exorcised, sir?" he said, with real terror on his face.
"Of course not, Serohimean. You're coming with me."

The New Order(Post WW3 RP)

duck55223 said
I'm no its not finished but im already going to have to say no.The countries you selected don't really make sense together.

Why not? They are all adjascent, balkanic countries just make sense to be together, and all of them are at the Mediterrenean Sea. What exactly is bothering you with such a combination?
Or maybe, could you tell me a combination that sounds better for you?