FantasyDreams

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Oh god um... Rosalyn: Mega Diancie maybe? Leon: Cubchoo (Cause, you know, it looks like its sick) Quincy: Snorlax (Duh XD) Quincy's the only one I'm really certain of.

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Guys lets play a game! I got a bunch of random questions and I would to hear your answers on it ^^ what type of pokemon does fit your character?

@Destinyfailhorror17

Do you mean which type they would be? Or what Pokemon?

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Speak no evil...... O.O And Ev and Becky approve of the twins as well. Ev has shadow manipulation too, but it's kinda different from Jinx. Think Elfen Lied meets Hellsing. Plus she can't summon creatures like Jinx.

@Rusalka

Elfen Lied... DX

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Bleagh, not my best work. But I've finally got a post up.

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Rosalyn

Rosalyn smoothly ignored Drew's comment about peeking once again and just flipped the page of his book. He glanced up as the perv sat down on the couch with a book of his own. Moments later he asked about Bride. The hand Rosalyn wasn't holding the book with curled into a fist. He didn't think that Drew had the right to ask considering it was his fault Bride had been so drunk. "Thanks to you she was incredibly drunk last night. But she got home safely after I called her mom. I don't know about how she feels today yet, I forgot to get her phone number." He said curtly, not looking up from his book. He decided that now would be a good as time as any to tell Drew about the lunch. "Oh, by the way. I made lunch for me and Bride, but there were some leftovers so I put them together for you. If you don't like it, I don't care." Rosalyn said, glancing up from his book this time as he did. He glanced up at the clock and checked the time. It was probably about time to go down for school. So he closed his book and got up. Grabbing his bag he started putting the stuff he would need for today in it, including the lunches made for himself and Bride. Drew's lunch he left on the counter for the pervert to get himself. A silent way of saying that he was not invited to eat lunch with them.

Leon

Leon wandered through the halls with a little bit of a spring in his step. Even after walking for a while he wasn't tired or anything. Somebody bumped into Leon and instantly apologized. He turned to look at them, speaking as he did. "Oh, don't worry about it." The small girl looked familiar. No wait, it was a guy, it was definitely a guy. How did he know that? Leon was silent for a moment as he tried to figure it out. Then it hit him. They had shared a hospital room for a while a while after Leon had first gotten sick. They had talked a bunch and played games together and stuff. Leon remembered the guy had started teaching him the language of flowers. What was his name? "Lavender?" He asked, hoping he remembered the guy's name correctly. "Its Leon, we shared a hospital room together for a while. Like five years ago." He remembered that both of them had been pretty sick during that time. But while Leon had gotten worse, Lavender, if that was his name, seemed to be doing better. He couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous at that.

Quincy

Quincy was glad that Angela was willing to help him out with the notes. One of them was her anyway so it worked out pretty well. "Thank you." He said as Angela walked out of the room. Genuinely grateful for the support. Hopefully now he could take a little nap with interruptions. But with the spiking of the punch, he doubted it. He wondered what that kid had gotten for punishment anyway. Since he wasn't here, it obviously wasn't helping him out. Which he was grateful for. The headmistress must know how tired healers could get. Especially during battles and wars. Luckily Quincy hadn't been recruited for a war yet, but he had seen his fair share of battles. Not happy fun times in the slightest. With a sigh the mouse flopped down on the desk and closed his eyes. He was so sleepy, and from what his sensitive ears could pick up, there was nobody walking his way. So he finally allowed himself to go to sleep. Drifting off within seconds of his head hitting the desk. The next person to walk into the room and wake him up would be in for a very grumpy school nurse.

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Morning! I'm feeling much better today so I will have a post up soon!

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whoa, that's some strong shit there, don't OD

@chukklehed

Too late. *Foams at the mouth* ITS...SO....CUTE! Thank you so much, that definitely cheered me up a little bit.

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Hey guys, I was going to get a post up tonight. But I'm feeling super depressed right now so I don't know anymore.

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Anyone's got complaints on the non-sealed abilities? That's what i expected when i said "ancient".

HYPE

Sariel

Sariel

Alias: Sarina Marcel Nicknames: זהריאל, God's Command, Suriel, Suriyel, Seriel, Sauriel, Surya, Saraqael, Sarakiel, Suruel, Surufel, and Sourial as formal titles. Age: Estimated to be 8 million years old. Lies about being 29 Gender: Opts to be a female on earth. Employments: Faculty Unique Powers and Abilities: SEALED: Incredibly Destructive Abilities: These include, but are not limited to, the Global Scorch, a rain of hail and flame, firing blasts with explosions equivalent to Hiroshimas, invoking natural disasters of absurd degrees, firing beams that melt entire mountains and a few selection of abilities that can destroy even the gods themselves. Most of them were willingly sealed as request to the gods to make it only to be used either in Hell or on the Days of Judgement. These seals are a greater form of the Ancient Seal, meaning only a god can remove it. Stafu: Wipes away a person's ability to speak for 3 minutes or until released, can be used for 10 times in succession before running out of charges and needing another 30 minutes to refill. A wet dream for teachers everywhere. Heavenly Hellfire: A special type of energy that heals herself and harms everyone else. Heavenly Hellfire has an incredibly fluidic form, ranging from projectile attacks, beam attacks, explosive attacks, heal/harm aura/cloaks, and the like. Heavenly Hellfire is sourced from every energy in its vicinity, whether it be natural, electric, or magical, although magic seems to give it greater power. The more mages present near Sariel, the more destructive her attacks will be. An effect of drainage could be felt whenever she draws on their energy. Contrary to its name, Heavenly Hellfire is not fire, but the pure energy of destruction that manifests as natural disasters. Heavenly Hellfire has a golden-white physical appearance, and leaves behind an aftereffect of fire, tremors, lightning and wind. Ancient Seal: A powerful seal that can render even the most ancient of magic inaccessible. The Ancient Seal requires a short ritual, drawing a simple circle using the mixed blood of Sariel and the seal victim, think of the spell the victim uses, then touch the blood circle. Medium duty unsealing magic, a set period of time, or Sariel herself can unravel the seal. Seals can be stacked to make an ability more difficult to unlock. Guard Watch: Sariel monitors the emotional state, thoughts and actions of anyone under Guard Watch. Up to one individual may be watched over at a time, but the duration is indefinite. Sariel does not consider using on anyone other than Samael, primarily because it's her job to keep an eye on her while they stay in the mortal dimension. Personality: A cocky and headstrong being, Sariel recognizes her status as a Destroying Angel, whose function is to carry out and overseer orders of destruction from the gods. As such, Sariel takes value of self-preservation and pride. This pride is not of a king's tyranny, nor a god complex, but a boisterous, hotheaded, bravado-filled MANly pride. Some people who have not yet known the ancientness of Sariel frequently call her an "infinitely stupid manly woman" for her extreme idealism. She is highly determined to do anything, no matter the risk it would bring to her physical body or soul. Even with this attitude of arrogance, Sariel devotes to defend any person she deems as her comrade, using all of her strength to assist them or shield them from danger. Towards Samael she has her greatest commitment to, willing to keep her in great safety and security. Likewise, Sariel also keeps others in her protection whenever Samael snaps. Sariel understands the immense danger to life her powers possess, and as such advises students to be wise regarding their abilities. Sariel is also known to possess a logic that is difficult to comprehend, such as: Why did she even choose to walk the earth as a woman, when she will just act as a man? Why not be directly male instead? When people sometimes question this, Sariel indeed morphs into a man, but only for a few moments and as a joke. Her reason? Just for laughs. Skills Badassery and beatboxing. Hobbies Expressing her bravado in public and having an occasional dose of strong liquor are some things she enjoy. Optional: The eyepatch is more of a symbolism of higher status (In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.) rather than an actual injury or a concealment for a Sharingan or Tyrant's Eye or blah blah eye ability.

Samael

Samael

Alias: Samantha Marcel Nicknames: סמאל‎, Wrath of God, Sammael, Samil, Accuser, Seducer, and Destroyer as formal titles Izayoi as informal nickname Age: Estimated to be 9 million years old Lies about being 30 Gender: Similar to Sariel. Employment: Maid Powers Samael's powers revolve around the manipulation of death, and some of them are sealed such that Samael cannot use them in the mortal world. The seals are weak, however, as Sariel's Ancient seal were put on, not by the gods'. Weapon: Eternal Rest: An enlarged sickle that harvest the souls of its victims, leaving the decision of heaven, hell or personal consumption to Samael regardless of whether they were sinners or saints. Other abilities that use the Eternal Rest are available. SEALED - Reaper: Instantly kills or dooms any directly killable entity to inevitable death just by merely pronouncing his/her full name or pointing their finger at the target, making her mouth and fingers technically Death Notes. In addition, Reaper victims get to have their afterlife decided. Due to the incredibly dangerous potential of Reaper, it has been sealed away by Sariel in their physical arrival on the mortal dimension, but against her will. SEALED - Genocide: The Eternal Rest gains a magical image of itself that expands however large Samael wants it to be, to a maximum of 1km long. The giant Eternal Rest will harvest the souls of any mortal in contact with the blade. Halo of Mercy: A mechanical halo that acts as the charging focus for a dark energy beam. The halo functions similarly to the Eternal Rest, in that anyone that dies from the beam gets to have their afterlife decided. Dark Tendrils: As many as a dozen tendrils can sprout underneath Samael, which act as extra limbs. Necromancy: Uses a non-consumed stored soul to raise any dead body in any state, whether freshly dead, rotting cadaver, or a skeleton, to life, with the undead having no personality but absolute allegiance. Stored souls for necromancy are contained in gems, which are put into such bodies. These gems are the weak points of the undead. Soul Eater: Samael hungers for souls, even if she doesn't even really need them for self-sustenance or additional strength. While some souls are stored for actual consumption, others are used for necromantic purposes. Odd Injury: Any injury, even amputation or decapitation, will not physically kill Samael. The only way is to burn her to ashes, and even so, would still come back again regardless of if the ashes were spread far apart. Personality Initially demure and gentle, Samael becomes twisted, ruthless and sadistic with even the slightest bit of being angered. At where a usual person would just groan, Samael visibly threatens them to fatal injury, and where a usual person would express facial anger, Samael becomes extremely pissed to the point of actually dealing violence. Samael is willing to obey her higher-ups, whatever "higher-up" may be, regardless of whether the order could cause her to snap if told by someone she does not deem a superior or not. It could be a higher-up in employment, a high angel or a god, anyone superior in social status, or simply those who have magic that is powerful enough to impress her. Skills Samael does have proficiency in doing household activities, as expected of a maid. Hobbies Tending to plants and animals. Sometimes, if left unchecked, devouring souls and killing people.

Joint Abilities

Joint Abilities

Primordial Field: A force-field barrier that renders conventional weapons, such as regular melee weapons and ballistics, nearly useless. Magic can penetrate the barrier, as well as greater conventional weapons like nuclear weapons. The Field isn't limited to defense; this can be used as a some sort of vector to push with great force. Primordialism: Both of them cannot be directly killed, but if their mortal bodies are damaged enough, they will spend some time roaming as immaterial "ghosts" that can only watch the world or spend some time in either Heaven or Hell until the next Sunday arrives, symbolic of the Resurrection. To fully die, they may have to be confronted in the afterlife. Incapacitation works by being sealed with the greatest forms of sealing magic. Fallen Archangel: Blah, blah, healing. Blah, blah, curse. Yada, yada, light. Yada, yada wings. Blah, blah strength, yada yada genderbending human manifestation.

Background

Background

The deeper history of the two of the four Angels of Death are an enigma. There are some records of them in the holy books. Sariel taught the early men about the course of the moon, bore Adam and Eve from the top of a high mountain into the Cave of Treasures, explain the Lader to Jacob, and was tasked with being a destroyer angel. Samael is said to be the chief of the Fifth Heaven, a guardian angel of Esau, and a patron to the Roman Empire. Neither of them admit to being the Angel of Death that participated in the final Plague of Egypt, nor do they disclose if the plague actually involved multiple Angels of Death. Samael, however, seems to be a likely candidate. The two were given chances to live in the mortal world at one point, and Sariel sought a job at the Orean Cause at some point to make profit and impart her knowledge with the young mortals who seek to be educated, while Samael was simply tagged along to be guarded in case she snaps.

Et Cetera

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@Unfortunately

Morning everyone! This is just my opinion, but in a roleplay, things that seal powers is godmodding a bit. Or power play, can't remember which one it was. Only if controlled by another character.

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Rosalyn

The sound of a camera taking a picture made Rosalyn look up from his book. He didn't mind too much that Drew was taking his picture. You sometimes got the best photos when people didn't know they were getting their picture taken. But it was still a little annoying to know that he didn't have much in the way of privacy in his own dorm room. Rosalyn got up on his knees and looked over the back of the couch, watching Drew as he went about the kitchen apparently making coffee. "Sure, I'd love some!" He said with a smile. He rolled his eyes at his roommate's antics with the whole, getting a peek thing. Rosalyn wasn't interested in him like that. Not that Drew would probably know what to do with him if he did. He was probably a virgin. Now it if was reversed and Drew got a peek of Rosalyn, that would be hilarious. Because he was packing what Drew did not want. When his roommate went into the bathroom, Rosalyn got up and went into the kitchen opening a cabinet and taking out a packet of hot chocolate. Rosalyn didn't like coffee on its own, it was too bitter for him. But add a little chocolate and it was amazing. He dumped the packet in the coffee and stirred it in, setting the used spoon in the sink after he was done. After Drew's comment about not being able to cook, Rosalyn was going to see if he could make a deal with the perv. Rosalyn would cook, but Drew had to do the dishes. If he didn't do the dishes, Rosalyn wouldn't cook for him. There was still time before school, plenty of time, so he settled back on the couch with his coffee and continued reading.

Leon

Leon didn't have to go to school this early if he didn't want to. That's why he was given free period first thing, in case he needed that extra time to get himself up and ready in the morning. But he was really feeling up to it today. So that's why after breakfast his parents had agreed to take him to school. And that's why he was there so early. He wanted to explore a little bit, find out where all his classes were going to be beforehand so he didn't get lost during school. Then he'd probably head to the library or go sit in his first classroom like the anti social guy he kind of was. It wasn't that he didn't like people, it was just that if he died he didn't want too many people attached to him. He was already hurting his parents in that way and wanted to involve as few people as possible. That and people asked questions, and pitied him. Okay so maybe he did hate people, just a little bit.

Quincy

Quincy was ready when patient number five entered his office. What he wasn't ready for was Angela who walked in right after and offered to help him out with stuff today. "Hold on Angela, I'll get to you in a minute." He said before turning his attention to the student. "Did you drink the punch last night?" The girl shook her head and Quincy was immensely relieved, at least he didn't have to worry about the toxins. He did a few tests on her, checked her temperature, asked about her symptoms. Completely normal school nurse for a change. It was nice, considering he had been hired to do the stuff that normal school nurses couldn't do. "It sounds like just a stomach bug. You a dorm student?" The girl once again nodded. "Okay, go back up to your room and nap for a little while. I'll make sure your teacher's get a note from me." The girl thanked him and left, only then did he turn to Angela. She would actually be useful here. He wasn't worried about spilling the secret of the magical world to her. Considering she was a teacher here and already knew about it as most of the teachers did. "You can't help with a lot of stuff. I'm a legitimate healer so its better for everybody but myself if I take care of students. But..." Quincy paused for a moment to write out a few notes. "You could give these notes to that girl's teachers. The list of her classes should be on there." And that would give the worn out sexy nurse the chance to nap for a little while and recover lost energy.