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I'm not really the type to spend hours working on my bio. However, my name is Dru and I enjoy the occasional roleplay. I like to consider myself one of the biggest nerds for Harry Potter, Kingdom Hearts, and several animes. I'm a bit of a romantic, but romance can never replace a good plot and I would rather have none if it ensures that the story will remain fresh and exciting.
I usually try to be very friendly. I will reciprocate the respect that you bring to the table. I prefer most of my roleplay partners to be at least 17+. Though I will make exceptions based on maturity usually. That's pretty much it. If you have any questions past that I'm afraid you'll have to message me.
I usually try to be very friendly. I will reciprocate the respect that you bring to the table. I prefer most of my roleplay partners to be at least 17+. Though I will make exceptions based on maturity usually. That's pretty much it. If you have any questions past that I'm afraid you'll have to message me.
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It's fine. :) I'll post tomorrow. I had a lot to work on tonight for my roleplay.
The air was absolutely electrifying in the small settlement of Estar. The majority of the time the tiny city had a habit of being rather quiet and peaceful. Once a year however the town would explode with activity. The reason for this being the graduation party of the most important building in Estar, perhaps all of Airengard. Shattermane Academy trained the most elite warriors in the land. Dragoons to be exact. Many years ago, the land was controlled by the dragons. The rest of the races feared their power, and thus offered tributes monthly to avoid perishing. The original group of dragoons had studied for years in secret, learning exactly what caused the dragons to be so powerful.
After nearly a decade, they had succeeded. The first dragoons were born, wielding powers that were far beyond any of the humanoid races. They trained endlessly, and when the time came they challenged the ancient race. Slowly they released the hold of tyranny that the creatures had held for so long. Though many were slain in the war, the dragoons of old succeeded in securing freedom for the land of Airengard. Lacking a purpose, the dragon warriors retired to the halls built in their honor. They vowed to prepare the next generations of heroes, so as to be prepared if disaster struck again.
A chatter of excitement rang through the town, as the sun reached the middle of the sky. The festivities would begin soon. Inhabitants and visitors alike flocked towards the middle of the town, crowding around the colossal fountain in the square. Occasionally a child would throw a gold coin into the vast waters, upholding the legends that it granted wishes. Applause erupted, as the leader of the dragoons appeared at the top of the stairs leading into the academy. All eyes turned to the form of the current headmaster Lucia, who had taken her place at the oak podium. She cleared her throat and the chatter of the square quieted. Behind her, stood the newest ranks of the great dragoons.
Edun Sternstride stood among his peers. The class had dwindled over the years that they had studied, but he supposed this was the case everytime graduation happened. The point of the academy was to weed out the weak links. Only the best of the best became dragoons. He had no idea what became of the rest. The brunette was boiling in his armor, but over the years he had become used to it. Joy bloomed in his chest as he looked down the line of the seven other classmates. Over the years, he had come to know them to some degree. Not that he could claim to be best mates with any of them. He had never seen any of them outside of the concealing armor. The most important rule of Shattermane Academy is that your appearance remained anonymous. It was strictly prohibited to remove your helmet outside of your room. Dragoons were of one mind, appearances didn’t matter. Doing so resulted in immediate expulsion and removal from the premises.
At least that’s what Lucia had stressed on his induction. If Edun had it his way he would have cast away his helmet right now. The headmaster cleared her throat once more, pulling him away from his thoughts. Beneath her own armor a clear voice rang out. “Today we are gathered to celebrate the graduation of these fine soldiers. They have expressed talents far beyond the normal inhabitants of this land. They are the cream of the crop, and from this day forth they will be treated as so.” She fell silent for dramatic effect Edun assumed. When she started again, her tone was very different. “Today is also the dawn of a new era. I have a pleasant surprise for all of you.” Her tone was sinister, and the brunette felt a shiver run down his spine. Something was wrong.
“Today you will all be subjects of a new world. A world that I have created. I have slaved over books for years searching for a way to make my dreams a reality. Let me show you what I have learned…” Edun looked at his peers. Though he knew that they could not see his face, he was puzzled. What did she mean a new world? Was this the same speech that all the graduates were graced with? Her next words left him in awe. What was going on here?
“Surge veteres olim, et virtutes, quæ i donare voluerint, ad me; Surge, et bestiae tradunt, antiquum munus, me in tua scientia et potentia. Gaudeamus, et contere impios, frustraque animarum errantium. Novum genus a nobis Aurora cinere.”
Lucia’s profile seemed to glow, her chant hypnotic. She repeated the same lines several times. Upon finishing it the third time. Edun shouted in fear, but his words were lost among the panicked shouts. The sky darkened, the sun disappearing behind dark clouds. Lightning rippled through the sky, all leading to the center of the vapor. The people who had gathered were now scattering, all trying to escape Estar. A few seconds passed, and Lucia turned to look at the alumni. She ripped her helmet off. Blonde hair fell to the middle of her back. She tossed the head covering from her. It fell with a clatter, before rolling to rest at the bottom of the stairs. The look in her aqua blue eyes was crazed.
“What have you done?” Edun screamed at her, drawing his mace. He attempted to swing for her skull to knock her unconscious. The result made him wish he would have held his tongue. Wordlessly she held up her arm. His blunt weapon collided with the side of her head, but he realized too late that she had activated Drakkenhide. “Be gone.” Flames swirled in her hand forming a tiny red orb. “You bi-“ He tried to snarl as she forced her half-assed Scalding Palm into his chest with a demented smirk. If he had been in plain clothes, he was positive that it would have killed him. The force of the explosion slammed Edun against the wall, knocking the breath from his chest momentarily. Stars flashed in his vision.
He was sure that she had knocked him loopy. As he gazed into the clouds, they transformed before his eyes. The storm was splitting into several clouds, their cottony looks changed, becoming scaly and serpentine. Roars rang out through the skies. Edun gasped. The dragons were back. They split off in different directions. The largest of all coming to hover over them. Lucia jumped into the sky, leaving gouges in the ground. Skyfall Edun found himself thinking in awe as she reached heights he believed unobtainable. She boarded the dragon, and the duo was gone in the blink of an eye, traveling at speeds that Edun thought impossible.
The human looked at his peers, ripping his own helmet from his face. “What in the hell just happened?” Edun asked in bewilderment, though he was sure that it was painfully obvious. The dragons were back, and they were angry. “I’m going after her. There is sure to be a path of destruction leading to these beasts. Join me if you wish.”
After nearly a decade, they had succeeded. The first dragoons were born, wielding powers that were far beyond any of the humanoid races. They trained endlessly, and when the time came they challenged the ancient race. Slowly they released the hold of tyranny that the creatures had held for so long. Though many were slain in the war, the dragoons of old succeeded in securing freedom for the land of Airengard. Lacking a purpose, the dragon warriors retired to the halls built in their honor. They vowed to prepare the next generations of heroes, so as to be prepared if disaster struck again.
A chatter of excitement rang through the town, as the sun reached the middle of the sky. The festivities would begin soon. Inhabitants and visitors alike flocked towards the middle of the town, crowding around the colossal fountain in the square. Occasionally a child would throw a gold coin into the vast waters, upholding the legends that it granted wishes. Applause erupted, as the leader of the dragoons appeared at the top of the stairs leading into the academy. All eyes turned to the form of the current headmaster Lucia, who had taken her place at the oak podium. She cleared her throat and the chatter of the square quieted. Behind her, stood the newest ranks of the great dragoons.
Edun Sternstride stood among his peers. The class had dwindled over the years that they had studied, but he supposed this was the case everytime graduation happened. The point of the academy was to weed out the weak links. Only the best of the best became dragoons. He had no idea what became of the rest. The brunette was boiling in his armor, but over the years he had become used to it. Joy bloomed in his chest as he looked down the line of the seven other classmates. Over the years, he had come to know them to some degree. Not that he could claim to be best mates with any of them. He had never seen any of them outside of the concealing armor. The most important rule of Shattermane Academy is that your appearance remained anonymous. It was strictly prohibited to remove your helmet outside of your room. Dragoons were of one mind, appearances didn’t matter. Doing so resulted in immediate expulsion and removal from the premises.
At least that’s what Lucia had stressed on his induction. If Edun had it his way he would have cast away his helmet right now. The headmaster cleared her throat once more, pulling him away from his thoughts. Beneath her own armor a clear voice rang out. “Today we are gathered to celebrate the graduation of these fine soldiers. They have expressed talents far beyond the normal inhabitants of this land. They are the cream of the crop, and from this day forth they will be treated as so.” She fell silent for dramatic effect Edun assumed. When she started again, her tone was very different. “Today is also the dawn of a new era. I have a pleasant surprise for all of you.” Her tone was sinister, and the brunette felt a shiver run down his spine. Something was wrong.
“Today you will all be subjects of a new world. A world that I have created. I have slaved over books for years searching for a way to make my dreams a reality. Let me show you what I have learned…” Edun looked at his peers. Though he knew that they could not see his face, he was puzzled. What did she mean a new world? Was this the same speech that all the graduates were graced with? Her next words left him in awe. What was going on here?
“Surge veteres olim, et virtutes, quæ i donare voluerint, ad me; Surge, et bestiae tradunt, antiquum munus, me in tua scientia et potentia. Gaudeamus, et contere impios, frustraque animarum errantium. Novum genus a nobis Aurora cinere.”
Lucia’s profile seemed to glow, her chant hypnotic. She repeated the same lines several times. Upon finishing it the third time. Edun shouted in fear, but his words were lost among the panicked shouts. The sky darkened, the sun disappearing behind dark clouds. Lightning rippled through the sky, all leading to the center of the vapor. The people who had gathered were now scattering, all trying to escape Estar. A few seconds passed, and Lucia turned to look at the alumni. She ripped her helmet off. Blonde hair fell to the middle of her back. She tossed the head covering from her. It fell with a clatter, before rolling to rest at the bottom of the stairs. The look in her aqua blue eyes was crazed.
“What have you done?” Edun screamed at her, drawing his mace. He attempted to swing for her skull to knock her unconscious. The result made him wish he would have held his tongue. Wordlessly she held up her arm. His blunt weapon collided with the side of her head, but he realized too late that she had activated Drakkenhide. “Be gone.” Flames swirled in her hand forming a tiny red orb. “You bi-“ He tried to snarl as she forced her half-assed Scalding Palm into his chest with a demented smirk. If he had been in plain clothes, he was positive that it would have killed him. The force of the explosion slammed Edun against the wall, knocking the breath from his chest momentarily. Stars flashed in his vision.
He was sure that she had knocked him loopy. As he gazed into the clouds, they transformed before his eyes. The storm was splitting into several clouds, their cottony looks changed, becoming scaly and serpentine. Roars rang out through the skies. Edun gasped. The dragons were back. They split off in different directions. The largest of all coming to hover over them. Lucia jumped into the sky, leaving gouges in the ground. Skyfall Edun found himself thinking in awe as she reached heights he believed unobtainable. She boarded the dragon, and the duo was gone in the blink of an eye, traveling at speeds that Edun thought impossible.
The human looked at his peers, ripping his own helmet from his face. “What in the hell just happened?” Edun asked in bewilderment, though he was sure that it was painfully obvious. The dragons were back, and they were angry. “I’m going after her. There is sure to be a path of destruction leading to these beasts. Join me if you wish.”
Alrighty. I'm allllliiiiiive. I've been putting in job applications all day x.x
Real life is more important and blah blah blah. I have completed the intro, and will be dropping it shortly. As you may notice it sets the stage up completely saving us all from the hooplah. Feel free to post your own responses/actions to her, just keep in mind that she is meant to escape. If you do attack her; she will kick your ass as demonstrated by Edun. Lucia is able to use all dragonartes without fear of the negative effects.
I kind of had to cut it short as I easily reached 1200 words and could have kept going. As I said before you do NOT have to match my length. 2-3 paragraphs per post is more than enough. However feel free to overachieve, I won't complain. ;)
Barioth, you're in. :D I'll add you to the character list. As I told Yog in PM; I'm adding another slot to avoid leaving anyone out. For all newcomers, this roleplay is CLOSED to new characters.
I'm sure I could post 1000 more things, but I'm bored of typing so yeah.
Real life is more important and blah blah blah. I have completed the intro, and will be dropping it shortly. As you may notice it sets the stage up completely saving us all from the hooplah. Feel free to post your own responses/actions to her, just keep in mind that she is meant to escape. If you do attack her; she will kick your ass as demonstrated by Edun. Lucia is able to use all dragonartes without fear of the negative effects.
I kind of had to cut it short as I easily reached 1200 words and could have kept going. As I said before you do NOT have to match my length. 2-3 paragraphs per post is more than enough. However feel free to overachieve, I won't complain. ;)
Barioth, you're in. :D I'll add you to the character list. As I told Yog in PM; I'm adding another slot to avoid leaving anyone out. For all newcomers, this roleplay is CLOSED to new characters.
I'm sure I could post 1000 more things, but I'm bored of typing so yeah.
No rush. I'm still working on the intro anyways.
Blackwolf said
Who doesn't love a race of red eyed sadist XD
xD I'm currently working on the intro post. It's going to be kinda sizey, but I obviously don't expect you all to write novels since this is casual.
Blackwolf you're accepted. I like that you went a step further to customize your race by being a Drow. :)
His frown deepened the more she talked about his available options. Ren did not like the way that this sounded. He racked his brain, thinking about the pokémon at his disposal in the PC. He wasn’t sure that he had ever caught a decent grass type pokémon. Perhaps a tropius, but he had left them behind for a reason. It wouldn’t be much of a challenge if he won his battles with overpowered pokémon. That wasn’t the point of going on a new journey. At least in his eyes. He pulled out his pokegear, checking a list of all the grass move oriented pokémon he had ever encountered. None of the few that she had mentioned sounded appealing in the slightest. Not to say that the ones she listed off weren’t able, just not his taste. However, after scanning the list for a few moments he had decided.
Another common type around the area (and just about any grassy area for that matter) was oddish. While it wasn’t his favorite, he supposed it would do. Kanto was lacking in the grass types. He hoped it didn’t disappoint in the other departments. “Sure, we can check out the spring. I think I may go after an oddish. I think that it would fit my battle style the best. I’m sure I can find one along the way, they’re quite common.” Meanwhile Genesis seemed to be in a battle of his own. Korra was persistently approaching him with presents, and Ren could tell that the dark pokémon was getting increasingly irritated. “Umbre.” The umbreon would growl every time the eevee would attempt to bring him gifts, before looking in the opposite direction.
It was apparent that the two trainers had very different views on how to train their respective pokémon. It had been made very clear early on that Genesis would be an umbreon or espeon, and the eevee seemed to agree completely that they were the best choices. The fact that she was going to allow hers to choose didn’t say much about her battle tactics, but maybe that was the point. Each person trained their pokémon differently, and who was he to say what was right and wrong. Leafeon would come in handy right about now.. Pushing the thought from his mind, Ren ruffled his hair lazily as Pig swooped by once more. There was something clamped in the bird’s beak this time. For some reason the pidgeotto always wanted to prove that he was an able hunter.
In the distance, Ren could hear the sound of running water. Good, hopefully I can find one of those purple buggers.. Another compliment. Skye really was flattering Genesis (and himself by extension). He felt his cheeks heat up again, and hastily thought of something to say. “Too bad, I guess they all can’t be as awesome as my pokémon.” He commented with a quick wink in her direction. Ren really needed to get a hold on his emotions. This needless flirting wouldn’t be helpful in any form or fashion. It would only leave the door open for more painful goodbyes.
Another common type around the area (and just about any grassy area for that matter) was oddish. While it wasn’t his favorite, he supposed it would do. Kanto was lacking in the grass types. He hoped it didn’t disappoint in the other departments. “Sure, we can check out the spring. I think I may go after an oddish. I think that it would fit my battle style the best. I’m sure I can find one along the way, they’re quite common.” Meanwhile Genesis seemed to be in a battle of his own. Korra was persistently approaching him with presents, and Ren could tell that the dark pokémon was getting increasingly irritated. “Umbre.” The umbreon would growl every time the eevee would attempt to bring him gifts, before looking in the opposite direction.
It was apparent that the two trainers had very different views on how to train their respective pokémon. It had been made very clear early on that Genesis would be an umbreon or espeon, and the eevee seemed to agree completely that they were the best choices. The fact that she was going to allow hers to choose didn’t say much about her battle tactics, but maybe that was the point. Each person trained their pokémon differently, and who was he to say what was right and wrong. Leafeon would come in handy right about now.. Pushing the thought from his mind, Ren ruffled his hair lazily as Pig swooped by once more. There was something clamped in the bird’s beak this time. For some reason the pidgeotto always wanted to prove that he was an able hunter.
In the distance, Ren could hear the sound of running water. Good, hopefully I can find one of those purple buggers.. Another compliment. Skye really was flattering Genesis (and himself by extension). He felt his cheeks heat up again, and hastily thought of something to say. “Too bad, I guess they all can’t be as awesome as my pokémon.” He commented with a quick wink in her direction. Ren really needed to get a hold on his emotions. This needless flirting wouldn’t be helpful in any form or fashion. It would only leave the door open for more painful goodbyes.
Accepted! I can honestly not find a single thing I dislike about your character. Not to mention your roleplay sample was giving me chills. I would have quoted it, but I didn't want to stretch the page. :)
Welcome aboard Lucius!
Welcome aboard Lucius!
Yog Sothoth said
Would you consider this a longsword?
Yes. Either that or a great sword.
Appearance:
Name:
Edun Sternstride
Age:
Twenty-five
Race:
Human
Hometown:
Landow
Biography:
The main reason that Edun joined Shattermane Academy is for the income it provides. His family has never been what you would call rich. His father was an able provider, but most of the time made only enough gold to barely make ends meet. Freshly instated dragoons bring in a fair sum of money. This was the major driving force in his decision. Due to his family residing in Landow, he is particularly good at haggling with merchants over the price of items. When asked to prove his worth to the dragoons he had drawn his short bow, and fired an arrow into a nearby target. This isn't what impressed his recruiter. It was when he drew another arrow and then split the first with it that he confirmed his entry into Shattermane Academy. Edun is not the most studious man, and struggled to stay on top of the heavy course load. Several times he was sure that he wouldn’t make it, but through perseverance he has reached graduation day. He excels in combat, but is not the best tactician. Due to this he is prone to make rash mistakes when on the battlefield. This is the reason that he chose Drakkenhide as one of his Dragonartes, as it can protect him if he fails to judge the situation correctly. Edun prefers to use blunt weapons for close combat, and his second ability reflects that. He tends to wear a heavy set of armor to protect him from the brunt of damage, enabling him the durability to activate Zealot's Revenge. This allows the man to deal heavy amounts of damage that could bring down even the strongest of enemies in a single blow.
Dragonartes:
Drakkenhide
Zealot’s Revenge
Weapon:
Roleplaying Sample:
I’m the GM, nuff said.
Name:
Edun Sternstride
Age:
Twenty-five
Race:
Human
Hometown:
Landow
Biography:
The main reason that Edun joined Shattermane Academy is for the income it provides. His family has never been what you would call rich. His father was an able provider, but most of the time made only enough gold to barely make ends meet. Freshly instated dragoons bring in a fair sum of money. This was the major driving force in his decision. Due to his family residing in Landow, he is particularly good at haggling with merchants over the price of items. When asked to prove his worth to the dragoons he had drawn his short bow, and fired an arrow into a nearby target. This isn't what impressed his recruiter. It was when he drew another arrow and then split the first with it that he confirmed his entry into Shattermane Academy. Edun is not the most studious man, and struggled to stay on top of the heavy course load. Several times he was sure that he wouldn’t make it, but through perseverance he has reached graduation day. He excels in combat, but is not the best tactician. Due to this he is prone to make rash mistakes when on the battlefield. This is the reason that he chose Drakkenhide as one of his Dragonartes, as it can protect him if he fails to judge the situation correctly. Edun prefers to use blunt weapons for close combat, and his second ability reflects that. He tends to wear a heavy set of armor to protect him from the brunt of damage, enabling him the durability to activate Zealot's Revenge. This allows the man to deal heavy amounts of damage that could bring down even the strongest of enemies in a single blow.
Dragonartes:
Drakkenhide
Zealot’s Revenge
Weapon:
Roleplaying Sample:
I’m the GM, nuff said.
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