Accepting his badge from the mayor Zrell wondered how useful it would really be in a situation with the police, though he guessed it would still be useful on civilians who didn't know the difference he could already think of some good uses for it. Hearing someone speak Zrell turned his head to look up at Icarus, though nearly identical to humans Zrell could always tell a null out from a group of people by the black spot they created in his omnidirectional senses. He hoped that they wouldn't be so formal the entire time they were working together, part of him wanted to reach into Icarus and take out some of his formality so that he could shove it into the punk girl. Oh well at least if he was a professional he wouldn't have any problems getting things done, meaning less effort for everyone else. Placing his knife and the badge inside his jacket Zrell replied to Icarus "Hey I'm Zrell, part time sorcerer/bodyguard, looks like we're working together now" Then feeling self concious with everyone looking down at him, he used his telekinesis to float himself and his chair into mid air so that he was at eye level with the others. "Who are you two?" He said rotating himself to face the two girls before gliding over to them narrowly avoiding getting too close to Icarus and having his magic shut off.
Wasn't sure about the climate in this RP so I found two images one for a colder Northern Europe/America climate and and another for a warmer climate Warmer climate:
Colder climate
Weapon of choice: sickle Armor of choice: studded leather pads History:
Namia grew up in the jungles far to the south east of Rothenburg, there society whilst no less advanced operates very differently to that in the great city. There instead of living in exile witches were respected and feared as important leaders of society, guiding the various villages and showing them how to survive in the dense forests; perhaps more surprising is the presence of lycans, treated like demigods who serve as protectors from rival tribes and monsters. Namia was raised as a warrior from birth, given all of the skills that he would need to fight and one day lead the villages into battle if need be. It was the day of his ritual to become leader of the warriors, to prove themselves he and five other men went out and killed a car sized ondorro spider (for they grow much larger in the secluded jungle) and had brought it back to an assembly of the nearby villages, there they fought to the death a fight where Namia not only won but killed each of his five opponents not relying on them to kill each other. After this the witch, which lead the tribe which the villages were a part of, prepared an elixir made from malign ingredients including Lycan blood and ondorro venom. If he survived drinking the contents of the cauldron he would become a lycan his fate depending on which type, if he became a feral lycan he would be killed on the spot but if he became a beast lycan he would become the leader he was raised to be… What actually happened was totally unexpected, though he went through some minor mutations he was completely unchanged. This threw the tribes leadership into a panic leading them to seclude themselves for three days and three nights whilst they decided his fate, eventually deciding to spare him and cast him into exile. Whist in exile Namia’s mutations have become slowly more severe and whilst he has grown in strength he has found that in the heat of battle he occasionally goes into a blind rage only emerging when he is surrounded by corpses. Over the years his travels have taken him all over the world where he has met many groups of people but has never settled for long until now…
The guild first heard of Namia from a distressed noble, they said that their carriage and guards had been torn to shreds by a wendigo which had then chased him into the woods. He claimed that as the monster was about to kill him a ‘dark skinned fellow’ came out of the blue and broke the beasts arm before hacking off its limbs and removing its teeth. The noble had intended to meet the man in person to thank him but instead lead the guild to a new hunter. Even with the nobles simple description they found Namia reasonably quickly due to his foreign appearance, there they convinced him to join for a while and help fight the monsters which had come to threaten the city.
Personality: keeps to himself most of the time, though isn't above trying to make friends with his fellow hunters and enjoys the festivities found in Rothenburg especially the drink they call beer. Is kind at heart and will always help those he sees as in need.
Strengths: Knowledge of poisons: as part of his warrior training he was trained in the creation of poisons, venoms and their antidotes.
Acrobatic: his light armour and encumberment allow him to move freely, this combined with his dexterity means that he can easily avoid most blows.
Unnaturally strong: the witches elixir has made him strong, though he cannot match the monsters he sought to become he is far beyond your average human in terms of strength.
Survivalist: his years of traveling alone in the wilderness have given him the knowledge and experience needed to survive in most environments.
Knows many languages: in his travels he has met many people from all over the world and has learned their ways and languages, as a result he can speak to at least some extent with most people he meets.
Weaknesses: Reluctant to fight some monsters: he is reluctant to break the traditions of his home as a result he will only fight witches and beast lycans who are very clearly evil.
Blind rage: in the heat of battle he will sometimes fly into a rage relentlessly attacking everyone around him.
Nostalgic: misses his home village and people and is drawn towards things which offer a connection to his origins or a means to return.
Shunned: as his mutations have become more visible people have become more hostile and fearful of him, in some extreme cases accusing him of being a monster and chasing him from their towns and cities.
Wasn't sure about the climate in this RP so I found two images one for a colder Northern Europe/America climate and and another for a warmer climate Warmer climate:
Colder climate
Weapon of choice: sickle Armor of choice: studded leather pads History:
Namia grew up in the jungles far to the south east of Rothenburg, there society whilst no less advanced operates very differently to that in the great city. There instead of living in exile witches were respected and feared as important leaders of society, guiding the various villages and showing them how to survive in the dense forests; perhaps more surprising is the presence of lycans, treated like demigods who serve as protectors from rival tribes and monsters. Namia was raised as a warrior from birth, given all of the skills that he would need to fight and one day lead the villages into battle if need be. It was the day of his ritual to become leader of the warriors, to prove themselves he and five other men went out and killed a car sized ondorro spider (for they grow much larger in the secluded jungle) and had brought it back to an assembly of the nearby villages, there they fought to the death a fight where Namia not only won but killed each of his five opponents not relying on them to kill each other. After this the witch, which lead the tribe which the villages were a part of, prepared an elixir made from malign ingredients including Lycan blood and ondorro venom. If he survived drinking the contents of the cauldron he would become a lycan his fate depending on which type, if he became a feral lycan he would be killed on the spot but if he became a beast lycan he would become the leader he was raised to be… What actually happened was totally unexpected, though he went through some minor mutations he was completely unchanged. This threw the tribes leadership into a panic leading them to seclude themselves for three days and three nights whilst they decided his fate, eventually deciding to spare him and cast him into exile. Whist in exile Namia’s mutations have become slowly more severe and whilst he has grown in strength he has found that in the heat of battle he occasionally goes into a blind rage only emerging when he is surrounded by corpses. Over the years his travels have taken him all over the world where he has met many groups of people but has never settled for long until now…
The guild first heard of Namia from a distressed noble, they said that their carriage and guards had been torn to shreds by a wendigo which had then chased him into the woods. He claimed that as the monster was about to kill him a ‘dark skinned fellow’ came out of the blue and broke the beasts arm before hacking off its limbs and removing its teeth. The noble had intended to meet the man in person to thank him but instead lead the guild to a new hunter. Even with the nobles simple description they found Namia reasonably quickly due to his foreign appearance, there they convinced him to join for a while and help fight the monsters which had come to threaten the city.
Personality: keeps to himself most of the time, though isn't above trying to make friends with his fellow hunters and enjoys the festivities found in Rothenburg especially the drink they call beer. Is kind at heart and will always help those he sees as in need.
Strengths: Knowledge of poisons: as part of his warrior training he was trained in the creation of poisons, venoms and their antidotes.
Acrobatic: his light armour and encumberment allow him to move freely, this combined with his dexterity means that he can easily avoid most blows.
Unnaturally strong: the witches elixir has made him strong, though he cannot match the monsters he sought to become he is far beyond your average human in terms of strength.
Survivalist: his years of traveling alone in the wilderness have given him the knowledge and experience needed to survive in most environments.
Knows many languages: in his travels he has met many people from all over the world and has learned their ways and languages, as a result he can speak to at least some extent with most people he meets.
Weaknesses: Reluctant to fight some monsters: he is reluctant to break the traditions of his home as a result he will only fight witches and beast lycans who are very clearly evil.
Blind rage: in the heat of battle he will sometimes fly into a rage relentlessly attacking everyone around him.
Nostalgic: misses his home village and people and is drawn towards things which offer a connection to his origins or a means to return.
Shunned: as his mutations have become more visible people have become more hostile and fearful of him, in some extreme cases accusing him of being a monster and chasing him from their towns and cities.
Are there any changes that you'd like me to make for it to work?
Hey everyone I'm fairly new here and am looking to start my 1st 1x1 RP!
Post frequency and length: I'm fairly busy but my timetable fluctuates so I can't guarantee a strict schedule, I'll try to keep to a minimum of one or two posts a week and would like to ask you to do the same. That said if time allows and I get enthusiastic enough about things this could jump to one or two posts a day so please bear with me. My post length should be around 1-3 paragraphs, and if possible I'd like you to make your posts at least as long as mine but if you want you can go as long as you want.
Requirements/boring stuff: I'd prefer it if my partner were at least semi experienced, just so that we won't both be blindly stumbling around with no clue about what we're doing:)
I don't care whether you are male or female and don't mind what you choose to make your characters either, I personally would probably be playing a male as I find it a bit easier due to being one myself.
Mature themes: I can handle any amount of gore and violence you want. However when it comes to sex I'd say after a certain point a fade to black would need to happen, I'm not saying just leave it at a hug and a kiss but I don't want to be reading paragraphs on fetishes or jiggle physics. That said I'm fully open to any romances that may form between characters in RPs so long as it doesn't seem forced or out of character.
If either of us suddenly can't continue the RP or can't post for an extended period of time it would be nice if we could just say rather than leaving the other person wondering where we went.
Finally my most important rule! If we choose to do a fandom RP could we both please be OCs I'm not sure why but playing existing characters really annoys me for some reason. I'm happy for existing characters to turn up in the RP though (eg: a fairy tail RP based in the guild where we both play OCs but interact with the characters such as Natsu and grey=good, a bleach RP where one person plays as ichigo=bad)
RPs/the fun bit: Yaaay we reached the good part! Numbers 1-10 show my interest in each potential RP Here are the fandoms I would like to RP in:
7. American gods 6. Bleach 4. Fairy Tail 3. Redwall 3. Star Wars 4. Soul eater 6. Warhammer (fantasy or 40k)
And here is an odd idea for an original RP that i have:
Set in a D&D esque world: The world is in an age of relative peace, with the various races and nations being able to get along most of the time. The big exception to this is... Goblins. Nobody is really sure but everyone really hates goblins, a race of short fat humanoids who's only real strength is their intellect who live underground in loose communities. Goblin slayers are treated like celebrities and every year huge contests are held in cities where they compete to kill the most goblins. ... Actually I said everyone hates goblins but really it's a mostly human thing with other races only participating occasionally and only in predominantly human cities, there are actually goblin communities within the cities of other races where they are kept strictly separated from humans for their own safety. The idea is that the goblin slayers are ever trying to find better ways to kill goblins and have become pretty overpowered (think lv20 D&D characters against lv4 monsters or goku vs krillin), with the goblins only having a few machines and contraptions that they have built to protect themselves.
I was thinking of having a (10.)goblin x hunter or (9.)hunter x hunter storyline.
If you have any questions or suggestions for other RPs don't hesitate to ask.
[color=aba000]I am a human... I think[/color]
I like kipsate...
[color=ed1c24]and hugs...[/color]
[color=00aeef]... to be continued...[/color]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><font color="#aba000">I am a human... I think</font><br>I like kipsate...<br><font color="#ed1c24">and hugs...</font><br><font color="#00aeef">... to be continued...</font></div>