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Name: Dame Raine Goldenheart of the Knightly House of Goldenheart Age: 31 Race: Human Appearance:
Bio: TBC Personality: TBC
Name: Leneas Solomon Gender: Male Age: 17 (20 in the original timeline) Race: Half-Human, Half-Demon Appearance/Image: He's 1.60 metres tall.
Bio: Previously a fun-loving member of the village guard, the demon invasion turned him into a hardened warrior and the leader of the human anti-demon Alliance. He led a group of heroes into a suicide mission to save the humanity from the demon invasion, but saw all his friends die, and he himself would only triumph over the demon lord by barely an inch. He's the son of a demon/human pairing, and brought up for a while in the demon lands, so he's somewhat aware of how demon cultures work. Personality: TBC
Nations: Duchy of Savoyard: One of the four major nations in the human world. A naval power, but quite short on land and soldiers. It also controls a significant archipelago of islands near other ports, making it quite a wealthy nation by trade, since anyone who wars with the Duchy often sees its ports blockaded. Ishgardia Papacy: A religious monarchy ruled by a Pope, Ishgardia has the largest army on the continent. A lot of flatland makes the Ishgardia Cavalry the most feared on the continent. Sartag Khanate: A nomadic nation that is recently settling in after defeating the Duchy of Savoyard in battle, they have fought a lot of demons, and while less urbanised than other nations, they are very skilled in cavalry (though not as armoured as the Ishgardians) and at fighting demons. Republic of Widania A recent popular revolution overthrew a monarchy recently. A mountainous nation that relies a lot on direct democracy to get laws passed, Widania rarely wars with anyone else or gets involved in politics outside its borders. Kingdom of Loris: Built on the remains of the empire that once encompassed the entire mainland, Loris lost its holdings one by one throughout history for a variety of different reasons, from rebellion, to religion, to corruption, and even to oversights of law. While not as wealthy as the other nations, it is the most geographically defensible and has the most disciplined army on the continent. The nation is heavily steeped in tradition and religious practice, but holds many ancient records.
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"You could get drunk and shag the waitresses." Luca laughed at the mental image. "Cluck!" the hen clucked at him, turning her head right after she did so. Luca glared back at the chicken. "You say that again, and I'm plucking the feathers off you, one by one." Of course, Luca couldn't understand chicken speech, but he guessed what the chicken said and replied appropriately. "Cluck. Cluck." Translation: I'll bite your fucking balls off. "Good luck with that, dinner," Luca snorted. That was physically impossible, for reasons he'd rather not discuss. "Cluck!" Translation: Eunuch! Luca shook his head. "Jiru, I'm buying this spiteful oversized dinner. How much?" He popped his head back to the counter, looking at Zhijiru... and his dog. Luca was a cat person, but Diesel was a big sweetheart that he could tolerate. "You're not making money, Zhijiru, the way you handle business. I've seen funeral homes with more customer loyalty."
Luca's face turned red the moment he saw Zhijiru's tongue stick out. Where the tongue went wasn't as worrying as the fact that he had suddenly thought of it in the first place, but that didn't help. "T-thanks." Luca forced out his appreciation, even as the environment between the two just became a lot more nerve-wracking. His father told him once that "Make people laugh if you can't do anything to help." "A... curse is almost as good as a talent," muttered Luca, staring at the bandaged finger. The linens Zhijiru spent on this bandage were generous, more so than Luca would have bothered putting on himself. "And you're alive. That's what you can offer them." He scratched his hair a little nervously. "If that helps at all. LOOK AT THE LOVELY WEATHER TODAY!" Luca shouted out to the sky in a ridiculous attempt to change the subject, and even the passers-by noticed Luca's yelling. With a quiet, mild-mannered squeak, Luca retreated to the hens, and glared at the feisty chicken who bit him. "I'm buying you for supper." "Cluck!" the chicken replied. It sounded like it said: "Bring it, bitch!"
Ash blinked at the request. She expected it, but it was harder to hear it than to imagine it. "Y-yeah, you can. If you want." What was Ash, anyway? She didn't have a pulse, and her body didn't feel pain. She just shrugged. "I'm Ash, someone who just lives here. Do you have a name, or did they start referring soldiers by ID number when the world went to shit?" She recalled... being bitten. A long time ago. But she didn't know when she specifically became less of a zombie, and more like herself. "I was bitten a long time ago, I think. Maybe I got lucky." Ash shrugged, and toyed with her gun. As long as she didn't point it in her face, it was safe enough.
"Aww," Luca cooed. He popped around to one of the hens and starting poking around it. The hen clucked disparagingly, as if proud of itself even as it sat in the cage with the other, more timid chicken. "Ya' haven't reached the 'twilight of your life', yet, Jiru!" Luca waved his hand out in a grandiose gesture as he said 'twilight', imitating the deep voice of the average well-spoken storyteller. "The day is young! Do something! Maybe if you can train hard, and get a proper eyepatch..." Luca pondered on the thought. He imagined Zhijiru, wearing a set of full platemail. A black eye-patch covering his afflicted eye, and a greatsword hanging from his back. A well-trained mercenary ready to fight for gold, God or country, and a little sexy too. "Zhijiru, the Land Pirate! Zhijiru the Iron!" he rattled off potential nicknames as he poked the annoyed hen. "Zhijiru the Dark Knight. Zhijiru the—" The young man yelped as the hen bit his finger, and clucked disapprovingly as he snatched his hand away from the cage. "You need to tame this hen before she goes on a rampage, Jiru," said Luca, poking his head around the corner of the wagon to look at the shopkeeper right in the face with a toothy grin. "She's a natural-born killer, I tell you! Arm her with a sword and she will take down knights and kings!" Luca laughed, rubbing his sore, chicken-bit finger.
I had a very weird idea about Luca, though chances are, I'll probably need your approval on that sort of thing. If you're free, pop on IRC. Otherwise, I'll just post it here.
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