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I am a 29 year old male. It has been a while since I posted to this site, but I want to get back into it. I enjoy RPing fantasy mostly, with some interest in Sci Fi and certain fandoms. I am more likely to maintain an RP if my partner is skilled in RPing and posts at least once every few days. I have an active imagination and tend to post casual to advanced. I am looking forward to RPing with many different people, and I thank you for taking the time to read my bio. :)

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• Name: Perish Moor
• Gender: Male
• Age: 22
• Race: Dairon Hakedian
• Appearance: Perish has dark purple skin and a pair of short thick pure white horns that curve around his head, framing it slightly. His hair is long and deep black and his eyes are a naturally stunning blue. He is rather short, only 5 ft 5 inches, thin and wiry. He wears an almost full set of Kuri silk armor, covering his arms, legs, and torso. His face is pleasant enough, boyish and handsome.
• Gear & Possessions: 1 incomplete set of Kuri armor, a set of 5 throwing knives, a plain but sturdy wooden staff, a lute, a pair of pipes, extra under clothing, 1 totem made of Crimsonite in the shape of three waving lines. http://masterlu.com/images/whatischi_img2.gif
• Skills & Abilities: Perish is a magical prodigy who specializes in light, sound, and spirit magic. He is a master illusionist, able to create illusions that both sound and look extremely real. He can summon ethereal illusion creatures and manipulate sound to a wide range of effects. He is also a rather skilled musician, being proficient at the lute, pipes, and also singing. Finally, he is quite good at using his staff and throwing knives, though he prefers his magic in a fight.
• Personality: Perish has somewhat of a dual personality. Normally, he is light hearted and jovial, enjoying the pleasures of life and taking great pride in making people laugh and enjoy themselves. He loves to entertain, though he never uses his magic for this purpose, at least, not obviously. He is quite mischievous and enjoys playing pranks on others, though mostly they are harmless ones. However, if challenged, he will stand his ground, attempting to avoid a fight if possible, but if it is not, he will not be merciful. He has a tendency to overdo it when fighting, since he has very little regard for the lives of those who confront him. Finally, while he is on the hunt, he will let nothing distract him from his goal, and anyone who gets in his way is bound to find themselves facing a pitiless opponent who will think little of killing them.
• History: Perish was born Tammin Moor and was raised by his mother in a small village in Dairon. He never knew his father and had no other siblings. Ever since he was a young boy he was taunted and bullied for his appearance and treated with scorn and brutality by the townsfolk. He began to study magic with his mother, who was a minor mage herself in her youth. He found that he was quite talented, and soon began to defend himself against the horrible beatings he would receive from the men of the village and the other children. One day, he accidentally burst the ears of a group of boys who had pinned him down and began beating him with rocks. The townsfolk retaliated by dragging his mother out of their home, burning it down, and then torturing and killing her while he watched. Tammin's sorrow and rage were so great that he accidentally summoned forth a demon of hatred, which killed every villager, down to the last woman and child, leaving the place a smouldering ruin, before Tammin exiled it once more to it's home plane. Since that day, when he was only 7, he took the name Perish and has traveled across the kingdoms, hunting down anyone who was rumored to be an abuser of women or children, and then slaughtering them without pity. His good nature and love of music and pleasure was cultivated over years of adventure and far better circumstances than he had been born to, but his dark vengeance remains forever a part of him.
Why is no one else posting in the IC?
Warren Eerie sat in the back of his limo, a small smile playing on his face. His driver, Travis, was inside the building that they were parked outside of, making sure that everything was in place. Warren trusted Travis greatly, since they'd been good friends for almost a year, though his notes said it had been even longer than that. Apparently, he'd met Travis 5 years ago in an abandoned warehouse where Travis had been knocked unconscious, tied up, and left for dead. It was not the kind of place that many people attempted to access, and it had been a big warehouse, according to Travis. Travis had told him that Warren had saved his life, having been in the warehouse searching for a particular item. Therefore, Travis was fiercely loyal to him, though Warren was slightly taken aback by this. Still, he found that he rather liked Travis, who was a skilled infiltrator and knew almost everything there was to know about security systems. He'd even mentioned once that he had formerly been a cat burglar, though he was a bit too old for that now.

The item that they sought this night was actually not so much an item as a creature. It was called the red eared tamarin, a very rare kind of monkey. In fact, this was one of only two known to exist in the whole world. The other was owned by a private collector of exotic animals, who also made money breeding and selling them. The tamarin inside was female, and the one that Warren's buyer had was the male. This collector was willing to pay top dollar for this red eared tamarin, breaching the 1 million dollar mark. Warren heard a light tap on his window and he rolled it down. Travis was just outside and he spoke in a low voice. "Everything is ready sir. There shouldn't be any difficulty." Warren nodded and opened the door his car, stretching and breathing in the night air, a grin on his face. He heard Travis close the car door behind him and he turned slightly, speaking to Travis. "Well done, Travis. I'll be out again in just a few minutes. Please have the car waiting." Travis gave a small bow with his head, and then Warren turned once more to the building in front of him that housed his prize. "Such a glorious night for making a profit." He chuckled lightly to himself as he walked up to the door of the customs house.
I'm interested in this, though I know only the basics about the Fairy Tale world.
Well, I actually do have a couple ideas for additions to the bestiary. Namely, I was thinking of suggesting that you add Chimeras, Manticores, and Griffins.
Cool! If a few more people express interest I'll move this into the the OOC stage. ^_^
Oh, could you post a link please?
Awesome. ^_^ I'm looking forward to the IC thread going up. ^_^
Name: Warren Oliver Eerie
Alias: The Collector
Gender: Male
Race: Mutant
Alignment: True Neutral
Age: 21

Appearance: He is rather short, standing only 5 feet tall. He has shoulder length blonde hair, light blue skin and bright violet eyes. He has elongated incisors, though they are only visible when he smiles, and his ears are slightly pointed. He is very handsome, despite his odd skin color, teeth and ears. His body is thin and he has an average build, he is not muscular. He normally wears a long brown cloak without a hood and a black fedora, as well as dark clothing, white gloves and fine black shoes. He also normally carries a cane with him, custom carved out of mahogany, twisting around on itself and ending in the shape of a scythe blade.
Skills: He is fluent in German, French, Italian, Spanish, Russian and English, and has a basic knowledge of Chinese and Japanese. He is a rather gifted mimic and ventriloquist as well, and is an expert in swordsmanship. Finally, he has extensive knowledge of poisons and is a genius potion maker, having invented quite a few powerful concoctions with various effects and retains exclusive rights to the recipes.

Abilities:
Teleportation( Short ranged): He is able to teleport up to fifty feet in any direction with a mere thought, so long as he has line of sight.

Deductive Eidetic Memory: He has a photographic memory, but is also able to retain the information he sees all at the same time, analyzing it in super high speed and coming to almost lightning quick decisions.

Spacial Manipulation: He is able to send any object or being smaller than 15x15 feet into his own personal inter-dimensional space with a snap of his fingers, where it will remain until he calls it forth once more. While in the inter-dimensional space, the object remains in time stasis, and is therefore called out in the exact same state as it was when it entered the space.

Weaknesses: He only has two known weaknesses, though both are rather substantial. First, his memory is reset every 5 years, preventing him from remembering any memory based skills or knowledge he acquired during that time, unless he leaves himself notes or messages to remind him. He retains knowledge of his own identity, but does not remember any events that took place during the last five years. Secondly, he becomes completely paralyzed and unable to function on any level if he is deprived of sugar for more than 4 hours. If he remains in this state for more than one day, his body will shut down and he will die.

Likes: Anything sweet, anything new, rare or valuable objects, entertainment.

Dislikes: Anything salty, anything boring or mundane.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Other: He is the only son of the mutants Nightcrawler and Kitty, who had a fling when they were younger. He was unexpected, but was raised by his father until his death when Warren was only five. After his father's death, Warren was adopted by a mutant family known as the Eeries. He cared for them, but when he was ten years old he forgot that he ever met them and struck out on his own. Since then, he has built a reputation as a collector of strange objects, as well as a man full of information, though he is particularly difficult to track down, due to his nomadic nature since he was 10. His memory condition began at that age, as well as his reliance on sugar. He does not remember how this reliance came to be, though he believes it might have something to do with his memory loss condition.
I am very interested in this idea, and already have a basic idea for my character. ^_^ I'm thinking I'll like be a Rath'Kar, since they are original yet very interesting. ^_^
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