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Sure, I submit to your call. Anyway, how's my character other then that?
He goes between life and death (Void) until a set amount of time (giving that to you) then revives. Raen can't return to heaven and isn't allied with the other side, so he is kinda stuck in the mortal realm. Each time he comes back, it's in a weakened form until he builds back up his strength.
Alright then, just let me right up my char and see if it is up to your standards.
Name- Thyraelon, Goes by Raen
Age-Immortal, appears in early twenties
Gender- Male
Race- Fallen Angel
Personality- Raen is considered an odd one, often he can be seen at the forefront defending and only attacking when he knows he could deal some damage. This is due to his nature as a former defender of the heavens, something he still possesses. Outside of combat, he rarely speaks unless spoken too and even speaks indirectly. This means he will use questions and riddles among other things as ‘answers’. Another thing Raen is known to do is curiously observe, in and out of combat.
Appearance-
(minus all the extra stuff but the eye-patch)
Strengths-Slightly better physical capabilities then humans (Faster, Stronger, and more Durable) and magical power (on par with a master of magic). Is considered brilliant with a sword in both defensive and offensive abilities.
Weaknesses- Holy and Unholy power can fatally harm him, this includes enhanced magic that has such properties. As he fell, he considered mortal even if he can’t age or truly die and that means he can be affected by illness and other things that plague mortals.
Powers- “Flames of the Immaterial”. While not as strong as he once was, Raen can wield powerful purple flames that can cause damage to anything. This can also be used for defense to negate damage equal to the level of focus. Not-Insta Kill but still powerful enough to inflict medium wounds that can’t regenerate. When focused into his sword, he can inflict greater damage at the cost of lesser defense. When focused into his armor, he can withstand greater damage at the cost of lesser attack.
Equipment- Medium Plate Armor, Bastard Sword (single edge) and an amethyst ring which acts as his focus for his magic.
History- Thyraelon was one of the greatest defenders of the heavens, he was known as the “Lavender Guardian” due to the color of his fire magic. However, he was drawn to mortals and how they acted and reacted to the world around them. This would be his downfall as he would ultimately choose to fall in order to get a closer look at a cruel price. The once great angel was reduced to mortal standards, unable to return unless he gains forgiveness. A price that Thyrealon now seeks after long time with mortals and wishing to return back to where he truly belongs.
Going by the name, Raen, the fallen angel interacts with mortals and has gained a reputation for appearing to defend and observe before ultimately vanishing to another location or person. Most consider him an omen either good or bad, sometimes both as they also consider him a myth or legend due to his long time amongst mortals. All of this contributes to his ever mysterious and enigmatic reputation to the point where there many versions of him.
Name- Thyraelon, Goes by Raen
Age-Immortal, appears in early twenties
Gender- Male
Race- Fallen Angel
Personality- Raen is considered an odd one, often he can be seen at the forefront defending and only attacking when he knows he could deal some damage. This is due to his nature as a former defender of the heavens, something he still possesses. Outside of combat, he rarely speaks unless spoken too and even speaks indirectly. This means he will use questions and riddles among other things as ‘answers’. Another thing Raen is known to do is curiously observe, in and out of combat.
Appearance-
(minus all the extra stuff but the eye-patch)
Strengths-Slightly better physical capabilities then humans (Faster, Stronger, and more Durable) and magical power (on par with a master of magic). Is considered brilliant with a sword in both defensive and offensive abilities.
Weaknesses- Holy and Unholy power can fatally harm him, this includes enhanced magic that has such properties. As he fell, he considered mortal even if he can’t age or truly die and that means he can be affected by illness and other things that plague mortals.
Powers- “Flames of the Immaterial”. While not as strong as he once was, Raen can wield powerful purple flames that can cause damage to anything. This can also be used for defense to negate damage equal to the level of focus. Not-Insta Kill but still powerful enough to inflict medium wounds that can’t regenerate. When focused into his sword, he can inflict greater damage at the cost of lesser defense. When focused into his armor, he can withstand greater damage at the cost of lesser attack.
Equipment- Medium Plate Armor, Bastard Sword (single edge) and an amethyst ring which acts as his focus for his magic.
History- Thyraelon was one of the greatest defenders of the heavens, he was known as the “Lavender Guardian” due to the color of his fire magic. However, he was drawn to mortals and how they acted and reacted to the world around them. This would be his downfall as he would ultimately choose to fall in order to get a closer look at a cruel price. The once great angel was reduced to mortal standards, unable to return unless he gains forgiveness. A price that Thyrealon now seeks after long time with mortals and wishing to return back to where he truly belongs.
Going by the name, Raen, the fallen angel interacts with mortals and has gained a reputation for appearing to defend and observe before ultimately vanishing to another location or person. Most consider him an omen either good or bad, sometimes both as they also consider him a myth or legend due to his long time amongst mortals. All of this contributes to his ever mysterious and enigmatic reputation to the point where there many versions of him.
Is there any more room for this RP?
(SS - The Promethean Outlaw - Outlaw of the Purge)
In the cold streets of New York City, a truck was speeding down with two people inside and five outside. All were wearing cloaks which boasted a circle with six arrows reaching outside of it. Behind this truck was a group of black vans as sirens were heard. One of the cloaked figures placed out his hand as fire began to swirl before shooting out a ball of flames at one of the vans. This is the year 2016, little more than century has passed since the Purge. Where all those who used magic were forced to register or become outlaws who were hunted and most likely killed. However five years ago, this city had its first battle between the combined forces of the Order and the Enforcers verses the Outlaw Resistance Group. Ever since then there has been battles between those who want magic to be control and those who wish to be free. This is where the story truly begins for the Resistance.
“Is it me or does the enemy seem particularly pissed?” One of the cloaked figure spoke in jest, his resistance name was the Phoenix. He was the one who threw the fire ball.
Another laughed as he sent one of the vans into a light post with a wall of earth, this one went by the name the Mole. “Truly, must not like the fact that we just jail broke outlaws from that bloody slaughter house they call a prison.”
The Driver was having a hard time trying not to get hit by the spells, she was called the Valkyrie. “Hey, can you focus on making sure our truck does not get hit? If we get hit now then the other group will be caught. Then who is going to explain to him that we completely failed in this?”
“Sorry. We will make sure to keep this decoy is safe.” Mole smirked a bit before making another wall to block the road.
Turning the corner, there was another resistance member on the road looking at them. Eagle got a glimpse and seemed to be more motivated. “Ok, make sure not to hit him.” He blew up one of the vans with a well-aimed shot.
Valkryie gave an annoyed moan as she moved the truck a bit. “Don’t doubt my driving, you. I would never hit him even if I intended too.” She drove past the man and winked. “Go get them.”
The man on the road began to give off a strong magical aura as he looked at the vans, his name was Icarus Merlin and I was one of the leaders of the resistance. “This should give them something to talk about.” The Vans stopped chasing the truck and surrounded me on all sides.
“Look at what we have here. It’s the man himself, Icarus Merlin.” One of the captains stepped out from the safety of the vans as everyone had powerful magic spells aimed at me. “You may think you are so smart breaking out those criminals but I will be the one who take the credit for bringing you down.”
“Well, I thought that those who have the power should use it wisely. Freeing people who were refusing to do something that’s against the very ideals this country stood for was just that.” I had my crimson eyes focused on the captains. “Today is not the day I fall but the day you suffer another defeat.”
The Major began to cast a mental spell on me. “You would think that…”
“Too slow.” Pulling out a gem in my pocket, I tossed it up in the air with a little bit of my power. The Tome took its effect as it began to become a thunderstorm with lightning hitting all over the place. “Only four people are my equals and they are vastly more experienced then you.”
After it was all over, the captain who stopped and covered his face saw that I was gone before seeing that the tome had too. “Damn those outlaws and their tomes. I want them found now.”
A man walked out from a car that just parked and spoke something in Russian before signing. “He escaped before I could fight him. Too bad, I wanted to have another battle.”
“Courtor Viktor, Sir!” The captain spoke with a red face. “Forgive me for not catching either, sir.”
Viktor gazed upon the major with displeasure. “You are forgiven for now but next time, don’t fall for that trap again.”
The captain nodded before everyone started to leave.
===
In a warehouse that has been renovated as a place where the homeless stayed, a truck pulled up as the resistance members got out.
“Next time, don’t make him become our way out.” Valkyrie was scolding the group as I emerged from the shadows, emitting no magical power as the hood was over my face. “Sorry for what you had to do, Boss.”
“Don’t worry, the other group got away with the outlaws and we have won another victory against the order and those enforcers. Hide the truck and rest up until our next move.” Before anyone could get in a word I went back into the shadows and reappearing in the basement of my home. Getting out of the resistance cloak, I had regular clothes on.
“You know I can’t protect you if you commit crimes like you did now.” A white haired, red eyed girl was sitting in the basement with a worried face. I knew her as one of the few good members of the Order…
“Myst…” Place a hand on her shoulder, I looked down. “… You must stop entering my home without permission. Anyway, this is going to annoy both your mother and your fiancee if they catch you with the infamous Icarus Merlin.”
In one swift move, she took out her gun and aimed it at the picture of Viktor I had in the basement. “First off, it was my mother who wishes me to marry him. I hate him. Second, you of all people know how much I hate her. Roger…”
Smiling at her, I messed up her hair which got me shot with an electric round. “Someone like you should not look so down…” Most people hated the Angel, however, Myst was one of the few who treated me mostly right. To me, she was like a younger sister, the family I never had.
Myst began to laugh a bit. “You magical idiot. Next time I won’t go so easy. Please, don’t let yourself be found out…” She was still worried about it.
I nodded to ease her worry. “It will be fine. Anyway, it will take them some time to find out where I live and who I am in the normal world. Now, let me make you some lunch before you go.” Exiting the Basement, we headed to the kitchen/dining room. See, I have three personas with each being something completely different. Icarus Merlin was the Persona I used when fighting the Enforcers. Raton the chef is the persona I use in everyday live. Then there my true persona, Roger King, a former Order scientist who became something a bit more. Only Myst and a few others know of this, those who I completely trust.
This was my life in a nutshell. Fighting the order and its enforcers, hiding as a six star chef, taking care of Myst and trying to realize my goal of destroying my enemy. I wished that that event five years ago, the Prometheus experiment never happened. However, in this strange and dangerous world, tragedy seemed to be a recurring theme. Most of us who hold power are consumed by it and end up broken monsters. No exceptions for me, especially me.
In the cold streets of New York City, a truck was speeding down with two people inside and five outside. All were wearing cloaks which boasted a circle with six arrows reaching outside of it. Behind this truck was a group of black vans as sirens were heard. One of the cloaked figures placed out his hand as fire began to swirl before shooting out a ball of flames at one of the vans. This is the year 2016, little more than century has passed since the Purge. Where all those who used magic were forced to register or become outlaws who were hunted and most likely killed. However five years ago, this city had its first battle between the combined forces of the Order and the Enforcers verses the Outlaw Resistance Group. Ever since then there has been battles between those who want magic to be control and those who wish to be free. This is where the story truly begins for the Resistance.
“Is it me or does the enemy seem particularly pissed?” One of the cloaked figure spoke in jest, his resistance name was the Phoenix. He was the one who threw the fire ball.
Another laughed as he sent one of the vans into a light post with a wall of earth, this one went by the name the Mole. “Truly, must not like the fact that we just jail broke outlaws from that bloody slaughter house they call a prison.”
The Driver was having a hard time trying not to get hit by the spells, she was called the Valkyrie. “Hey, can you focus on making sure our truck does not get hit? If we get hit now then the other group will be caught. Then who is going to explain to him that we completely failed in this?”
“Sorry. We will make sure to keep this decoy is safe.” Mole smirked a bit before making another wall to block the road.
Turning the corner, there was another resistance member on the road looking at them. Eagle got a glimpse and seemed to be more motivated. “Ok, make sure not to hit him.” He blew up one of the vans with a well-aimed shot.
Valkryie gave an annoyed moan as she moved the truck a bit. “Don’t doubt my driving, you. I would never hit him even if I intended too.” She drove past the man and winked. “Go get them.”
The man on the road began to give off a strong magical aura as he looked at the vans, his name was Icarus Merlin and I was one of the leaders of the resistance. “This should give them something to talk about.” The Vans stopped chasing the truck and surrounded me on all sides.
“Look at what we have here. It’s the man himself, Icarus Merlin.” One of the captains stepped out from the safety of the vans as everyone had powerful magic spells aimed at me. “You may think you are so smart breaking out those criminals but I will be the one who take the credit for bringing you down.”
“Well, I thought that those who have the power should use it wisely. Freeing people who were refusing to do something that’s against the very ideals this country stood for was just that.” I had my crimson eyes focused on the captains. “Today is not the day I fall but the day you suffer another defeat.”
The Major began to cast a mental spell on me. “You would think that…”
“Too slow.” Pulling out a gem in my pocket, I tossed it up in the air with a little bit of my power. The Tome took its effect as it began to become a thunderstorm with lightning hitting all over the place. “Only four people are my equals and they are vastly more experienced then you.”
After it was all over, the captain who stopped and covered his face saw that I was gone before seeing that the tome had too. “Damn those outlaws and their tomes. I want them found now.”
A man walked out from a car that just parked and spoke something in Russian before signing. “He escaped before I could fight him. Too bad, I wanted to have another battle.”
“Courtor Viktor, Sir!” The captain spoke with a red face. “Forgive me for not catching either, sir.”
Viktor gazed upon the major with displeasure. “You are forgiven for now but next time, don’t fall for that trap again.”
The captain nodded before everyone started to leave.
===
In a warehouse that has been renovated as a place where the homeless stayed, a truck pulled up as the resistance members got out.
“Next time, don’t make him become our way out.” Valkyrie was scolding the group as I emerged from the shadows, emitting no magical power as the hood was over my face. “Sorry for what you had to do, Boss.”
“Don’t worry, the other group got away with the outlaws and we have won another victory against the order and those enforcers. Hide the truck and rest up until our next move.” Before anyone could get in a word I went back into the shadows and reappearing in the basement of my home. Getting out of the resistance cloak, I had regular clothes on.
“You know I can’t protect you if you commit crimes like you did now.” A white haired, red eyed girl was sitting in the basement with a worried face. I knew her as one of the few good members of the Order…
“Myst…” Place a hand on her shoulder, I looked down. “… You must stop entering my home without permission. Anyway, this is going to annoy both your mother and your fiancee if they catch you with the infamous Icarus Merlin.”
In one swift move, she took out her gun and aimed it at the picture of Viktor I had in the basement. “First off, it was my mother who wishes me to marry him. I hate him. Second, you of all people know how much I hate her. Roger…”
Smiling at her, I messed up her hair which got me shot with an electric round. “Someone like you should not look so down…” Most people hated the Angel, however, Myst was one of the few who treated me mostly right. To me, she was like a younger sister, the family I never had.
Myst began to laugh a bit. “You magical idiot. Next time I won’t go so easy. Please, don’t let yourself be found out…” She was still worried about it.
I nodded to ease her worry. “It will be fine. Anyway, it will take them some time to find out where I live and who I am in the normal world. Now, let me make you some lunch before you go.” Exiting the Basement, we headed to the kitchen/dining room. See, I have three personas with each being something completely different. Icarus Merlin was the Persona I used when fighting the Enforcers. Raton the chef is the persona I use in everyday live. Then there my true persona, Roger King, a former Order scientist who became something a bit more. Only Myst and a few others know of this, those who I completely trust.
This was my life in a nutshell. Fighting the order and its enforcers, hiding as a six star chef, taking care of Myst and trying to realize my goal of destroying my enemy. I wished that that event five years ago, the Prometheus experiment never happened. However, in this strange and dangerous world, tragedy seemed to be a recurring theme. Most of us who hold power are consumed by it and end up broken monsters. No exceptions for me, especially me.
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Erklings25 said
Name gillroy smith the thirdGender maleAge 22 Physical description Athletic figure. Red hair that swoops to the side. Green eyes and night balck pupils. Scar on lest cheek. Clothing he usually wears a crimson check shirt a brown ring black jeans and blue converse sneakers. TomesElemental 'blizzard'Mental 'mind reading'Physical 'reflexes' Transformation 'turn to fire'Defensive 'crystal shield'Special 'split body'Where do you keep your tomes: in his ringItemsSliver knife in case of emergencyPouch of foodPouch of medicineExtra clothesRopeA map of the sewerBook on how to survive living in a sewer written by outlawsBioBorn in bawldwin harbour. Born of the order he was expected to catch outlaws. His parents were killed by outlaws. He hated them from a very early age until... One day he was wandering in the sewer alone when a friend of his was having a fight with the order. Gillroy sprung into action. He casted a spell he called turn to fire and battled the order himself. Taken in by his friends family he learned more about how to control his magic. Thought haunted by the death of his parents and his absolute disloyalty to them he vowed to fight for the outlaws. Now he's well known by the order and one of the most wanted outlaws there is.
Three tomes only for starters.
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Character Name: Roger King
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Physical Description:
Green eyes and black hair when powers are sealed.
Clothing: Normal Street clothing (Black Hoodie, Sneakers and jeans with a red t-shirt), Work clothes (White Chef's Vest and Hat) and Resistance cloak. Necklace is always on no matter what he has on.
(tomes) "Books"
Transformation: Sealed book "Transform"
Mental: Sealed book "Mind"
Physical: Sealed book "Body"
Special: Sealed book "Unique"
Defensive: Sealed book "Protect"
Elemental: Sealed book "Tempest"
Roger is merged with the magic and has to seal away the power since it drives him mad, he has the ability to mess with raw form magic to recreate a certain spell. However, he can only unseal one book at a time because more than that would awaken the insanity caused by the Prometheus spell. Even when he has only one of his tomes, he must be careful since it reverts back his appearance and if used to much can also awaken the insanity.
Where do you keep your tomes: In the necklace, made to store his tomes until he needs to use them.
Items:
- A knife for self-defensive combat.
- Several pairs of clothes
- Necklaces which stores the tomes
- Backpack with standard travel supplies
- A map of the sewers
- One of the last Outlaw survival books, Titled 'How to Survive the Purge'
Bio:
Official Records
Born in Santa Fe, to two outlaw parents who were erased from all official data banks and was brought up with the Enforcers. He was a skilled mage in the ways of magic. Five years ago, he experimented with all magic at the same time which cause a backlash. His mind was now tainted as he escaped the research lab killing all those within it. *Rest is classified by The Order. Subject is considered very dangerous. Contact us if you see this man.* *Override Code: Roger* Once he escaped the order and the Enforcers, he went into hiding somewhere since then and has not made a public appearance.
Unofficial Records
Son of Dara and Lance King, both skilled outlaws. The Enforcers came to the house they were at and was taken away from his dying mother. Leading this raid was no other then Noctis who noticed that Roger seemed to have an unusual magical signature. Placing him with an Enforcer ran orphanage until he showed signs of having magic, that was when they put him into their programs for the gifted. Excelling at these programs, the Order offered him a job when the programs were done at age 16 and he accepted. Four years, he was leading a group in experimentation of magic until the event happened. Code Name: Prometheus, the project was to attempt a conversion of all six magic.
The Result of this created a new kind of magic user, one who is directly connected to the magic and the voices within. It changed his appearance as well, turning his hair sliver and his eyes deep red. Roger was driven to insanity by the voices as he knew that his power was never meant for anyone but the gods themselves. So he used his power to end the research and all those who were tied to it directly. Creating tomes and the necklace, he sealed his power and left all that behind him. Only having one goal since he heard what the voices spoke, Magic was to be free and the Order to be removed.
For five years, Roger King went under an Alias called Joshua Raton. As Joshua Raton, he would be working at a restaurant called the ‘Sliver Plate’ which would be the best hot spot for the Order to dine. This allowed him to get close to his enemies without them knowing. He has been planning and acting in secret as another Alias, Icarus Merlin. Who is one of the main forces leading a resistance movement against the Order and the Enforcers. Icarus Merlin is considered one of the strongest magic users, considered to be a Grand Master Class Mage on par with the other four Grand Master Class mages (Myst, Noctis, Dorian, Viktor.), thus making him public enemy number one.
Character Name: Roger King
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Physical Description:
Green eyes and black hair when powers are sealed.
Clothing: Normal Street clothing (Black Hoodie, Sneakers and jeans with a red t-shirt), Work clothes (White Chef's Vest and Hat) and Resistance cloak. Necklace is always on no matter what he has on.
(tomes) "Books"
Transformation: Sealed book "Transform"
Mental: Sealed book "Mind"
Physical: Sealed book "Body"
Special: Sealed book "Unique"
Defensive: Sealed book "Protect"
Elemental: Sealed book "Tempest"
Roger is merged with the magic and has to seal away the power since it drives him mad, he has the ability to mess with raw form magic to recreate a certain spell. However, he can only unseal one book at a time because more than that would awaken the insanity caused by the Prometheus spell. Even when he has only one of his tomes, he must be careful since it reverts back his appearance and if used to much can also awaken the insanity.
Where do you keep your tomes: In the necklace, made to store his tomes until he needs to use them.
Items:
- A knife for self-defensive combat.
- Several pairs of clothes
- Necklaces which stores the tomes
- Backpack with standard travel supplies
- A map of the sewers
- One of the last Outlaw survival books, Titled 'How to Survive the Purge'
Bio:
Official Records
Born in Santa Fe, to two outlaw parents who were erased from all official data banks and was brought up with the Enforcers. He was a skilled mage in the ways of magic. Five years ago, he experimented with all magic at the same time which cause a backlash. His mind was now tainted as he escaped the research lab killing all those within it. *Rest is classified by The Order. Subject is considered very dangerous. Contact us if you see this man.* *Override Code: Roger* Once he escaped the order and the Enforcers, he went into hiding somewhere since then and has not made a public appearance.
Unofficial Records
Son of Dara and Lance King, both skilled outlaws. The Enforcers came to the house they were at and was taken away from his dying mother. Leading this raid was no other then Noctis who noticed that Roger seemed to have an unusual magical signature. Placing him with an Enforcer ran orphanage until he showed signs of having magic, that was when they put him into their programs for the gifted. Excelling at these programs, the Order offered him a job when the programs were done at age 16 and he accepted. Four years, he was leading a group in experimentation of magic until the event happened. Code Name: Prometheus, the project was to attempt a conversion of all six magic.
The Result of this created a new kind of magic user, one who is directly connected to the magic and the voices within. It changed his appearance as well, turning his hair sliver and his eyes deep red. Roger was driven to insanity by the voices as he knew that his power was never meant for anyone but the gods themselves. So he used his power to end the research and all those who were tied to it directly. Creating tomes and the necklace, he sealed his power and left all that behind him. Only having one goal since he heard what the voices spoke, Magic was to be free and the Order to be removed.
For five years, Roger King went under an Alias called Joshua Raton. As Joshua Raton, he would be working at a restaurant called the ‘Sliver Plate’ which would be the best hot spot for the Order to dine. This allowed him to get close to his enemies without them knowing. He has been planning and acting in secret as another Alias, Icarus Merlin. Who is one of the main forces leading a resistance movement against the Order and the Enforcers. Icarus Merlin is considered one of the strongest magic users, considered to be a Grand Master Class Mage on par with the other four Grand Master Class mages (Myst, Noctis, Dorian, Viktor.), thus making him public enemy number one.
*rubs my head* Busy? Anyway, I am on now to cause general Chaos and Mayhem, you know, the usual.
Sorry kinda forgot about this site until my imouto (Azure) reminded me of it.
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