Dealdric

Tales of the Crimson Legion - Galaxy at War

@Athol

In Texas, supposedly bigger is better.

Dripping Fire- A magic based Rp

@Kinjaav

Alteration allows temporary control over the forces of major nature, such as distance, gravity, time, and what-not. However, this is quite draining and only for a small amount of time, so using it regularly can make one quite ill. Plus, you can't actually control matter except with how gravity behaves around it.

Illusion however only affects your enemies minds. What they see and perceive. You won't know what they are thinking, or able to actually control them, but you can trick them instead.

So you are half right in that Illusion affect their minds only, but you can't exactly touch Alterations effects either. I'm not adding things like the ability to bend light or make earth move until later when the characters are more advanced.

And there is a damn magic cannibalism RP? Humanity disturbs me more and more...

Dripping Fire- A magic based Rp

@Ruler Inc

I've had issues with people bringing up taboo subjects on other RP sites and one RP on this site. Figured a Warning prehand would at least deter people I don't want. AND this is the first time that I prepared for an issue such related with that topic. Before-hand I simply said no major topics and keep it PG-13 PLus I was tired when I wrote most of it.

Dripping Fire- A magic based Rp

@Headless

Read the rules and I know

~ Cinders ~

@ZAVAZggg

Lunearo got up and followed, continuing his carving. "Worry not, ranger. I know when to keep my bony fingers clean. As long as my hood is up, they'll know nothing." He followed, carving runes into staff's end. He also carved the end into a rough knob, and looked at it. He nodded, put his dagger away and used the staff as if it was a walking stick. "I have a question Ranger. You may not want corpses shambling about and blood rituals, but does that include flying spirits?" He walked next to him. He tilted his head towards a flock of birds flying over head, and watched them land through various parts of the camp. Good, I have my eyes and ears... He nodded to one and it flew off ahead of them, towards the merchants. On closer examination, the birds seemed like Ravens.
"Remember the blood? Every Raven within a few miles is now possessed. You won't have to worry about the dead, but we could use their eyes for this. It was draining, but worth it long term." He chuckled under his mask.

~ Cinders ~

@ZAVAZggg
Makes things more interesting... Lunearo thought when Vaughn told him that. He walked outside and looked around. The map gave him a good idea of where to go and what to do. He thought about the assignments given to his fellow 'criminals', and thought accompanying one might be a good idea. Einarr seemed like a good choice to do so. Einarr seemed like a loyal person, and why he was now a temporary member of the order was not what suited the man. Compared to himself, Einarr was still young, but perfectly capable to do what was necessary. Just like any ranger should.
He noticed a long stick, and picked it up and started carving into it. It was long and strong, so he decided to make a walking staff. "Better to have it and not need it then need it and not have it." He waited for the ranger to exit while he did so.

Tales of the Crimson Legion - Galaxy at War

@ShiningSector

Ducaelia had set the perfect trick. She had used her hack tool to screw with a radio on one of the patrols to mimic her frequency, then ran to the opposite end, hiding and waiting for one of the fools to shoot at it. When he did, she started her cloak and ran like hell. She was behind him, claws on, and ready to strike. Her cloak turned off and she carved and disabled a few functions of the power armor. The thug yelped in surprise, but he wasn't harmed, but he was less of a threat. He still had a large amount of armor, but his capabilities was halved. He turned and threw a punch at her, which she quickly dodged and laid suppressing fire on his flank. He quickly shot at her with his main weapon, causing her to temporarily retreat. She hid, and he came after her.
Separated from the others, they were one on one. "Ha! You shoot like a giant boogu!" The thug turned on his external comm. "You b****. Do you know how hard it is to fix this damn thing?" Ducaelia was watching him from above. "Can't be as hard as fixing my robotic body, you overkill-puswack! You got disarmed by a girl! How does that make you feel?" She turned on her cloak and climbed down quietly. She made a mistake though and he heard her. "There you are!" And he opened fire. Some shots hit her, turning off her cloak, while the rest didn't make impact. It was major damage, but luckily not in a critical area. One bullet was stalling one of her joints from moving, which only added to the issues.. He laughed, but when he saw her face, he stopped laughing. She was angry. Her lights were all on, and red. "YOU PATHETIC PISS ANT!" She quickly dislodged the bullet and turned on her claws. She lunged at him with a lot of speed and force.
This was when he realized, he f***ed up.
The screams could be heard from the main battle, probably turning a few heads.

The Unwanteds RP. OPEN TO EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@alex arcc

You know you can edit old posts right?

Dripping Fire- A magic based Rp

@Headless

Make a CS and we shall see.

Dripping Fire- A magic based Rp

NPC's and the character I'll control

My Hider

The Witch's mistress
The Mad Musician
Goddess of magic and the arts

Appearance:


Personality: Dirka is an odd yet intelligent being. She does what she wants when she wants, and fears nothing. She often does acts just for the hell of it, with no seemable effect on the world long term. She often speaks in rhymes or another language, but still conveys the general message. She is often described as mad or insane, as are most of her followers. This is seen as a reflection of the chaotic nature of her domain.
Dirka often does acts she believes will help humanity, and being the last god alive to her knowledge, she regularly things her siblings would have done to further this goal. She experiments, documents, and teaches many, all for the furthurment of mankind. However, the currently operating magicians hiding in the dark corners of the world are the ones on thin ice, for if they miss-use magic, they become a prime target of her anger. Often, people who do know she exists attempt to please her, which the best ways to do so are as follows: Inventing, researching, exploration, music(no jokes here), and punishing the cruel and sinful(at least what she deems so).
Dirka's sense of good and evil are different from stereotypical thoughts on benevolent gods. She sees what the christian version of sins as only half right, as four of them are ones she deems necessary for humans and other beings. People who are lazy, glutenous, and envious are on her shit-list however. She belives true evil are those who take away free will, promote ignorance, and control the masses in horrible ways deserve punishment, which she regularly does via influencing the luck of those who do it(she curses them).

History: Dirka has existed as long as the force she embodies has. At first, she had no manifestation, no form. Simply a strain of thoughts in the realm she inhabits and launders in. She could still sense what happened in the 'real' world, her siblings quarreling, fighting over land and control over existence. She eventually gave herself a form of a crystal being while she built up her home, and eventually spilled into our own plane. Many of siblings were wary of here for this, but she never gave them reason to hate her.
As time went on, she made herself more humanoid to make social interactions between siblings easier. Things were boring for her, and she didn't really know her purpose in it all. She didn't have any real power, she didn't do anything to upset people, and at the time she would be considered sane. But then came humanity. She immediately made them her top priority. She protected them, nurtured them, and with help of some of the other gods, developed them. Once mankind was in a more social and civilized structure, she taught them her powers, and some were able to perform the same actions, although to a lesser degree. She had found her purpose, and she loved it.
As humanity progressed, so did the gods. They learned more, built more, and made more. Dirka did as well, but something changed. As time passed, her thoughts became more random, unempathetic, and coherent. She was going mad. She and the god of knowledge deduced it was the side effect of her domain, as many of the humans who used magic were seen as mad or unnatural.
Time went on, and Dirka became lonely. She wished for a companion to share her experiences with, and found that in a mortal around the time of egypt. A magician in what would become Europe held a vast amount of magical capabilities, and shared many values of magic, but wished to improve it's capabilities further. She helped him in his mission and even went as far as visiting him in person. One thing lead to another, and they became bound by his villages marriage rights.
But she couldn't have bliss for long. One of her more violent and wrathful sisters killed him out of spite. Anguished, Dirka cursed her sibling with scars across her body, horribly disfiguring her forever. After the event, he cut herself away from the rest of her siblings and hid in her home realm, which had grown within the long span of time. She contacted his soul in the land of the dead many times, but his soul, due to being slain by a god, was lost to the void. To prevent any other magicians from suffering the same fate, she cursed all magicians come to the Rift right before they would die.
Modern day, Dirka has spent thousands of years watching the world, watching her sibling's abominations and monsters destroy and terrorize the world. She stopped caring long ago, confident in humanity's memory surviving do to magicians going to the Rift when they die. But something in the back of her head kept nagging her to do something.

Misc: She doesn't like warm temperatures.

Main antagonist