Ish

The Guild....[Private Group RP]

~Jin~

Once he was the only one standing under the massive yew, Jin decided to carry out his business as planned. The direction of his path was towards the Oculus Guild housing areas for members. Three buildings were designated for Oculus housing, one for new members, veterans and a third for employees specifically. Of course Jin was walking into the Oculus dorms.

While making way to his room, Jin crossed paths with the Head-Master of the Oculus Guild. Without hesitation the Guild-Master grabbed Jin's shoulder and stopped him mid stride. "Remember what we discussed my boy. You have one week from today. I suggest you make a team of sorts and complete a mission before then." Jin shook off the mans grasp and kept walking. "In due time old man." Were the only words that echoed from his armor while continuing his path onward.

Arriving into his room, he enters a large room possessing a living-room and kitchen combination. Attached to the main room, was a bedroom and restroom. This room like all others in Oculus, were big enough to host four roommates. Due to the fact four more rooms were attached to this one. The building containing this basic apartment, was eight stories in all. Thus this building could house an intense amount of newer members of the guild, which it did. Since Jin was the most recent member to join Oculus. He currently has zero roommates.

Sitting on the couch in the living room of the living-quarters. Jin's peripherals can't help from staring at the never to be used kitchen. He figured if anyone entered his living quarters, like a new room-mate or simply another member of the guild. They would easily tell he never uses the kitchen, could question if he even eats for that matter. The Guild-Master was currently one of the few people who held Jin's secret. Although the Guild-Master of Oculus acts more of a father then actual Guild-Master. So he more then likely possesses countless secrets between his students. All around, the Oculus Guild-Master is a wonderful man and only surpasses his kindness with skill as a Guild-Master.

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~Jin~

Jin's gauntlet lifted, directing the aim of his index finger towards a massive building. "That is what us guild-members call the Head-Quarters, there you can assign yourself into one of the three guild. Oculus, Phantom, or Wardens." Examining the area while speaking he spots Lysander sitting on a bench. Jin's arms lower to a dangle against his sides. Focus not on anything particular, in fact his helmet could be seen scanning the Guild grounds. Trying to remember anything else of importance to inform Vesper of. "If you're wondering I hail for Oculus." Were the last words to echo through Jin's helmet.

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~Jin~

When Jinx' fingers slid across the armor, Jin felt nothing. Damned this cursed body he was forced upon, despite being for greater good. Thinking on if he should reveal anything of his personal life. Before Jin could even respond, Jinx she took her leave. Though something about the woman lead Jin to believe their paths would inevitably cross again. Until that time however, Jin would save his questions for the mysterious and inquisitive individual. Now that only himself and Vesper remained, Jin's armor shifted showing his focus direct onto her. "Do you merely suggest being called Vesper? Or would calling you Athena be over-stepping boundaries?" His question echoed through his armor faintly. "Also what guild do you hail from? If any?" Jin couldn't help but feel odd, having not converse with someone in such a long time. Couldn't help but enjoy the idle conversation.

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~Jin~

A chuckle bellowed from Jin, echoing faintly due to his armor. "I appreciate the comment. Though, I bet you're not as defenseless as you think." Jin had no idea who this woman was, even if she was involved with a guild. What he did know was everyone had their own inner strength, especially if that strength was fueled by magic or determination. The one thing he noticed in perticular about Jinx, was her pale skin. It seemed almost unhealthy or morbid how pale her skin actually was.

His focus didn't narrow on either of the girls as Vesper appeared, merely staring forwards and using peripherals to do the work. What wouldn't get off his mind, how he became the center of attention for these two lovely ladies. It wasn't until Vesper appeared that he thought, times like these were when he truly dreaded the cards dealt to him in life.

Taking in consideration one of the two females began exchange of names. Jin figured he would be polite and do the same. "Good afternoon to you too. For what it's good for. The people of this area have taken a shine to calling me Iron-Clad Warrior or simply Iron-Clad." Removing his hands from resting behind his head, metal can be heard shifting while Jin stood. On his feet, it was obvious how tall Jin was compared to other two. (Jin's easily a foot and few inches taller then Jinx.)

Now Jin's focus was on both females, eyes peered through the armor he was bound into. Sizing up both the females, hoping their looks alone could give enough hint to their talents. Knowing such a feat would be near impossible to perform by sight alone, he didn't allow that to interfere with strategical thought. These thoughts cross his mind every time he encountered someone, due to his lack of trust in anyone. Instantly upon meeting people, natural guard was taken up to protect himself. From what exactly? Not even he shows insight of knowing.......

(Happy birthday big guy!)

The Guild....[Private Group RP]

Also forgot to ask, Silver......

This eye, can it see through Jin's secret? (Can he see that Jin is merely a soul which is bound to a suit of armor?)

The Guild....[Private Group RP]

Silver said This is where we find him now.

I love it, I love every bit of it...... This part quoted, just made my day.

The Guild....[Private Group RP]

Name: Jin

Alias: The Iron-Clad Warrior



Gender: Male (Does not currently possess a body of flesh.)

Age: 21 (About five years since Jin was bound into the suit of armor, thus was 16.)

Personality: Loner, Reclusive, Determined, Stubborn, Blunt, Kind, Values life excruciatingly,

Scars/Tattoo's: (Atop his right hand is the insignia of the guild.)

Powers/Abilities/Skills: Currently due to his soul being bound to a suit of armor, he possesses zero magical talents.

Martial-Arts/CQC: Before he even became a hollow shell of armor, Jin was extensively training his body for martial arts and close quarters combat. This was due to his ability requiring a lot of close encounters during fights. Jin has trained under several different teachers of The guild, since he arrived there at 17

Soul-Bound: Since his soul is bound to a suit of armor and possesses no flesh and bone to his body construct. Jin doesn't require oxygen, sleep, food or water to sustain life. Jin also doesn't experience fatigue. Being a hollow shell of armor (Steel/metal) also has its perks and downsides when it comes to defense and offense. (Resistance to cold/heat, Resistance to piercing and slashing damage, Semi-resistant to explosion (more-so then flesh, at least.) )

Soul-Seal: Upon the inside of his armor, there is a seal/mark that contains his life-force. If this seal is broken or damaged, he can die instantly.

Weapons: Whenever he does use weapons, (Which is rare) he has A sword and shield combo which is rarely carried on himself. (Will post picture later.)

Bio: (What characters would know) Several months ago, Jin arrived at The Guild and begun taking refuge there. Showing to ace any mission given to him, however contradicting major code of The Guild, Never Work Alone. Two weeks has passed since Jin has taken a mission, though the headmaster is requesting he complete some (Group) missions soon. Or is at risk of being removed from the guild, due to lack of contributing to the establishment. (People can't live for free yo!)

(Out Of Character background) Since the age of 12, when his parents passed, life has been rough on Jin. Around age 13 Jin's was noticed by a martial artist and special power (Magic) sensei who took guardianship over him. Jin lived for three years under the iron rule of his teacher and guardian, where he learned to control his magic and practiced martial arts.

At age 16, Jin flees from the care of his master and starts life on his own. Quickly Jin ends up resorting to A criminal lifestyle to continue living. Though this streak of danger and foolish action only lasted two years. During his spree of crime, A man crossed his path who refused to allow Jin to continue his chaos. This mysterious man sealed his soul into the suit of armor he is cursed into today. Thus he was around the age of 18 when he was placed into the suit of armor.

After two years of seeking purpose or proof of reality, Jin discovers a guild. Deciding if anyone could help him, they would be involved with that guild, or someone would be able to point him onto a better trail. Because the only thing Jin cares or seeks is a way to return his body to normal.

Other: Finally, there is someone living at the guild who magically manipulates metal/steel. This person is the only one who is aware of Jin's secret. (Being a hollow shell of armor.) This is because they are the only person who has seen Jin damaged enough to reveal his secret. This was when Jin discovered this person would help him get fixed up whenever he needed. (Wasn't sure if I should make this character A NPC or not.)

(This is the ability Jin possessed before his soul was bound into the armor. Thus he cannot perform this feat currently. Or until he has his original body back.)

Skin manipulation: When he was flesh & bone, Jin could transform his skin into a material he is holding. This magic had its advantages and disadvantages. Misuse of this power is what forced his soul to be bound into a suit of armor. (Instead of execution, they placed his soul into this hollow shell.)

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~Jin~

Throughout the guild training-grounds hisses and clans echoed due to collision of metal/steel. Seeking out the source, one would discover two individuals sparring. One possessed clawed gauntlets, while the other adorned in massive full-plate armor. Despite not wielding a weapon, the armored man wasn't phased. Patiently awaiting oncoming strikes, to supply a block with the occasional attempt of counter.

Those spectating traded whispers of the man fully armored and known as the Iron-Clad Warrior. This was purely due to his lack of renown. Not only is the Iron-Clad Warrior A newer member of the guild, he has been reclusive and not displayed much of his talents. This has allowed rumors to breed, leading people to believe the Iron-Clad Warrior is weak.

“Hiding behind that armor is all you're good for, isn't it?” Scoffed the challenger, who insisted relentlessly on starting the match. To be honest, only after countless accounts of this individual pestering Iron-Clad, did it actually lead to this. Around the time the man taunted Iron-Clad, A barrage of attacks were performed. Simply as before, the Iron-Clad Warrior blocked all oncoming attacks accordingly.

Nearing the end of the combo Iron-Clad threw his guarding arms into the air, thus launching the opponent upward. Displaying skill in acrobatics, the challenger merely back-flipped into a smooth landing. “I bet you're nothing with-out that arm-” The challenger attempted an attack during the taunt, however Iron-Clad merely slammed his fist upon the challengers oncoming fist. All in fluent motion, Iron-Clad's arm slammed against the mans extended arm and directed a fist into his face. The speed was questionably swift due to the heavy armor for spectators.

Blood erupted from the man's broken nose as he fell backwards onto the ground. Picking up the challenger by the collar of his shirt, several people try to intervene. Before spectators can even act, Iron-Clad tosses the injured man into three people that normally accompanied him. Iron-Clad's voice echoed faintly due to his armor. “Take him to the infirmary. Next time, he should think before trying to get a rise from an enemy who's capabilities are unknown.” The clank and clatter of shifting armor due to movement, echoed faintly as the Iron-Clad Warrior took his leave.

Iron-Clad was headed towards a large yew tree, where he occasionally sat. This massive yew separated the forest and training-grounds. Like many times before today, Iron-Clad walks to the base of the tree and sits. One would figure he is resting due to the recent sparring match. However that wasn't the case, Jin only wished he could feel fatigue again. Raising his arms, Jin allows his palms to rest behind his head, creating a makeshift pillow.

The Guild....[Private Group RP]

This is a role-play between Camille Endora, KiraVanhelsing, Silver and myself....

Since we have already discussed the theme/setting. I'll jump right into the good stuff......

CS FORMAT:

Name:

Alias: (What people of the guild know you as commonly.)

Appearance: (Written or Picture is acceptable, Picture preferred.)

Gender:

Age:

Personality: (Likes/Dislikes, notable traits, habits/hobbies, etc.)

Scars/Tattoo's: (If none put N/A)

Powers/Abilities/Skills:

Weapon(s):

Bio:

Other:

Rules: The only needed to be told is, Camille Endora, KiraVanhelsing, Silver and myself are the only ones permitted into this rp/thread. We have collaborated this far, so its no shocker that rules have been discussed as well.

Antagonists

Coming Soon.....

Introduction/Comeback of Ish

Thanks. ^_^