Phillirino

Salem Witches' Institute [Harry Potter]

@Joshua Tamashii Slowly but surely. I am going for the long con. Persistence is the key to victory, and all that jazz.

Salem Witches' Institute [Harry Potter]

@Phillirino We're still the only First years XD. Damn.

@Joshua Tamashii

THINK OF THE CHIL'REN. It's fine, we get dibs on youthful shenanigans.

Salem Witches' Institute [Harry Potter]

@Louis Dabout Quidditch, Quidditch, Quidditch! I will also add Alexander to the relationship sheet. But as always, there just isn't much for me to say about the upperclassmen. I will brainstorm a bit later though!

Pokemon: Decolonized [Post Post Apocalypse]

@PhillirinoGrover is a muppet not oa pokemon :p

@jasonwolf

LOL I mean Snover. Hah. Don't even know how I did that, I blame brain lag.

Pokemon: Decolonized [Post Post Apocalypse]

@jasonwolf Heya! I was just going to throw my interest in the pot, since I have a soft spot for the Pokemon. If you already have all the players you are looking for, that is fine! I would mostly be looking for character/pokemon interaction in this game more than the battling aspect of it (though that is quite cool too!) also I think the world is very interesting and hope to explore it!

As for favorite type, probably: Ice, Steel

Sample Pokemon off the top of my head would be Honedge, Swinub, Grover* off the top of my head that would make interesting companions from the beginning.

*= I mean Snover, but Grover is now the preferred nickname for said pokemon.

Salem Witches' Institute [Harry Potter]

Here's my char. It's unfinished I feel and a bit all over the place... but here's hoping that it's at least on the right track.

Your Character

|Alexander Von Haufenstaufen|

Name: Alexander Rubicon Crassus Von Haufenstaufen

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Year: 6

Blood: Pureblood

House: Good

Pet: None. To be exact besides cats Alexander finds a deep pathological desire to squeeze to death any other animal. Often times he has to catch himself before he starts trying to be nice to pets since his playful teasing will only escalate to a strange and rather vicious version.

Electives:

Arithmancy, Study of Ancient Runes, and Alchemy

Clubs:

Dueling Club, Potions Club and Astronomy Club

Boggart: An ashamed father and mother haranguing him for failing them

Patronus:

A Panther

Amortentia:

The smell of the sea and salt

Wand:

12 inches long, Hazel with a Pheonix Feather core

Best Class:

Transfiguration

Worst Class:

Herbology

Strengths:

A skilled duelist (for his age)

An eager student

Very Polite

Weaknesses:

Slightly prejudiced/he's never been out into the muggle world

Stubborn

Easy to feel slighted

Personality:

Alexander is a troubled young man who has put himself under great pressure to succeed for both his parents and to prove himself even to the world. Being driven since a young age to achieve this goal he was a shoe-in for House Good. He's not one to lie or cheat his fellow students though like any other person a white lie and the like is not a sin. But all his friends agree that he's a terrible liar. Being driven has meant that Alexander enjoys the company of others who also wish to prove themselves or are high-achievers.

He's got a big problem with being alone and tries to hide that anxiety behind a very warm and espansive personality though he often fins it tiring and will disappear to find himself a quiet place. He hates it when people snub him or dislike him and won't talk to him. His upbringing has left him with a negative attitude to Muggles and Muggleborn people though he doesn't have an issue talking or doing things with them, it's just that he feels uncomfortable after a while.

Likes:(At least three)

Enjoys Dueling

Enjoys reading

learning new things

Loves making spells

spending time with friends

Dislikes:(At least three)

Muggles/Muggleborns (not immensely he just feels uncomfortable and is slightly prejudiced)

Herbology

Not succeeding

Being lied to

Being lonely

Fears:

Failure

Losing

Being lonely

Biography:

Alexander or Alexi [A-Lex-ee], is the heir to the Von Haufenstaufen's, an ancient German house from Saxony. The Von Haufenstaufen's fled Germany as a result of the persecution of Grindelwald's followers after his defeat as the last remaining member and Alexi's father was a high ranking member of them. He fled to America and settled in Pennslyvania where he met Appoliona De Ariette and married her. They did not have children until very late and Alexi they are told is to be they're only one.

Alexi's father, Franz is a strict and authoritarian figure who owns a rather successful international magical delivery service which is well known for its quality services as a way to move things overseas or bring them into the country at a good price. This has eant that for much of Alexi's life he has been away and that he's been elevated to a god-like status by Alexi who wants t be like him. (This has led to his feelings about muggles who he feels are below magicals and should be taught better. This has leaked over to feelings on muggleborns though less strongly and more about them not respecting traditions).

Appolina, Alexi's mother is a rather vacuous woman who also has left Alexi often alone with a nurse while she shops and gossips with her friends. Yet Alexi loves his mum and she undoubtedly loves him, in fact his most prized possession is the little charms necklace she bought him that is meant to give him good luck (it's an area of effect happiness charm). His mother's penchant to leave him alone has meant he cherishes any time spent with her and any praise she gives him.

Alexi's desire to prove himself worthy of his father and win his mother's attention has borne a strong motivation and drive for him. Since very young he's often spent his time in the family library and since gaining his wand he also enjoys casting spells and learning how to make spells. He also enjoys flying since he's discovered he's very good at flying and even played as a chaser for two years before dropping out for his studies. But Alexi isn't just work and no play, he's a teenager and for those who are his friends he's a very boisterous, mischievous and a bit too touchy feely guy who enjoys company and will gladly lend an ear to listen to their troubles.

@Louis Dabout

I will have it known that the name Haufenstaufen is top tier.

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Either or; it can depend on how you want it. Also, if you want to do a description, that's fine too. I just really hate anime pictures in roleplays.

@Apokalipse

I was thinking that in this Roleplay specifically I like the real people pictures because it just fits better. I also don't care for anime pictures in roleplays as a rule because the are often just a bit too out there. I normally like high-quality art doesn't matter if it's western or eastern at that point really.

Game of Thrones: The Long Night

Gilwood Grafton will want to talk with the Tyroshis, he has a bit of a history with the Triarchy and would like to see relations improve. Plus Major Port cities beign on good terms is good for business and business is good.

@Winston Smith

It's true! I would be more than happy to do some of this! I was thinking that an important part of the Diplomacy that Lyeelia would be doing would be securing trade relations so feel free to state that intent in your intro post or whatever and we can run into each other in just a little bit.

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Aegon's been isolated, thus far. He'll start popping up in posts soon; I can see him surprise Lyeelia with a visit. And might start writing it soon.

@Ruby

Hah... Yay! The exact person she wanted to see! Honestly this would be quite fun!

Also, hey: If you wanna chat me up about the game, you can add me on Skype (or I can add you), obviously in the OOC thread here is fine, but also if I'm online I'm usually lurking about in the Guild chat. So, some options.

@Ruby

This same thing applies to me! I got a skype I don't mind throwing out there in PMs along with lurking chat when I am on.

Enigma Final Fantasy

Hello friends! I have brewed up this character concept and hope you enjoy it! If any of you guys have any ideas (assuming approval or edits to acquire approval) on how are characters might interact down the line feel free to mention me here in the OOC or PM me and I promise I will get to it pronto!

Marche

NAME

Marche Radiuju

ORIGIN

Appears in a magical representation of Ivalice, Final Fantasy Tactics Advanced

Memoria

MEMORIA

Marche's story began upon moving to an unassuming snow filled town named St. Ivalice in an attempt to help his ailing brother with his illness. It was durning his very first day at his new school that Marche encountered the two new friends that would accompany him on his wild journey; Ritz and Mewt. The class head and school punching bag would find themselves on the same team as the quickly titled "New Kid' in a large scale snowball fight right before school begun. This game was quickly brought to an end as one of the class bullies hid a rock within a snowball and struck Mewt square in the forehead. The trio would retire to the Nurse's office which is the first place Newt would mention to them a "Book of Magic" he had found.

The rest of the school day passed uneventfully. It wasn't until after school that the trio were able to meet once more to discuss what was brought up in the Nurse's office. They eventually agreed to meet at Marche's house with his younger brother Donald and all read the book together. Upon opening the Gran Grimore, the magical book Mewt had acquired, the children all thought of worlds filled with wonder and adventure; worlds where they could take away all that brought them sadness. Without a second thought the book answered them, shattering their world as they new it and thrusting them into a world befitting that of games they had played.

Immediately after being thrust into this new magical world, Marche managed to insult one of the most irritable species that inhabited it; Calling a Bangaa a giant lizard. He was saved just in the nick of time by someone who would quickly become a fast friend in this strange land; Montblanc the Moogle. Together they would work together to build up Montblanc's clan and gain prestige in this strange nation of Ivalice. It was only when a freak occurrence showed Marche the way back to his old life.

On one of his missions for his Clan, Marche was transported to a strange dimension where a large crystal was housed. Before he could do anything more, a large being known as Famfrit appeared and quickly began to battle with Marche. After the being was defeated the crystal shattered and he heard his friend Mewt's cries. A voice then spoke to Marche and told him that he had destroyed one of the world thread's and that if all were destroyed then a new world would be born. He took that as his one chance to return home.

Marche would continue searching for the crystals that housed the world threads. Along the way he encountered many friends from his past that opposed him, wishing for him to stop his quest to return the world to the state it was in before. Rikz herself proved a fearsome adversary as the fought and only after Marche was victorious numerous times did she come to understand his way of thinking and join him.

After many more trials Marche slowly began to destroy the world threads, fighting against the forces of his good friend Mewt to do so. Each blow he struck against this magical world was a blow struck directly against his friend; his cries of anguish ringing out each time a crystal fell. The words of Mewt's caretaker Babus Swain would continuously haunt Marche as he continued his quest, "even if the world is fake, is it really worth causing Mewt so much pain to revert it?" Marche could not afford to be unsure of his path though, for only he could walk it.

Marche grew strong as he shattered all of the crystals holding the world together along with adventuring with his now incredibly powerful clan. He had become a hero in all rights and had even swayed his brother Donald back unto his side. The last battle was had in Mewt's palace, as it was revealed that Queen Remedi, the reincarnation of Mewt's deceased mother, was the last world thread to be severed. After destroying her Marche managed to convince Mewt to stop living a fantasy life and to bring them home to their real lives.

With a return to the unassuming snow filled town where the story began, Marche thought he had finally returned to a life of normality.

Repertoire

REPERTOIRE

The Judge Sword - The culmination of Marche's growth as a hero in Ivalice, this massive blade seemed effortlessly light to the young boy. It was a gift from Judgemaster Cid Randell after Marche defeated the Corrupt Judge. That blade itself strikes with incredible force befitting it's size and might have further unlocked potential waiting to be discovered by the young hero.

The Law/Anti-Law Cards - Magical creations from Ivalice that imposed rules upon battle, restricting the way one might fight. Though in a new world, Marche has retained the ability to alter combat using these cards. The effect of this is absolute within his own mini-world of Ivalice, but greatly diminishes when outside his domain.

Versatility - Through sheer will and determination Marche was able to fulfill all the jobs set before him in his time in Ivalce, being able to learn the ropes of many different classes. Though not a master of anything, he has the ability to be proficient at most everything. A Jack of all Trades.

Notes

NOTES

Will continuously add more to this as the world become more apparent.

Mewt Randell - Once Marche regains his memories, Mewt will become his biggest target. Mysteriously missing from anywhere Marche searches for him. Marche is convinced that Mewt caused them to return to some fantasy land and that with the power of the Gran Grimore they can return to their home once more. As with all Npc's it is unclear if they are the real people transported to Celestia or just beings drawn from Marche's own mind.

Ritz Malheur - One of the earlier allies that Marche will meet. She seems concerned about Marche and will help him in his quests. It's also unsure if she is the real Ritz or a phantom.

Montblanc - The first friend that Marche made the last time he visited the fantasy world won't show up until after St. Ivalice once again turns into the Country of Ivalice in Marche's mini-world. Depending on the Moogle's role he might not be the exact same Montblanc that Marche had met.

Vision

VISION

Vision for Myself:

There a lot of things that RP drive me to better about myself. This roleplay in particular offers a very interesting formula for me to attempt a more narratively focused style than I have done previously. I can take a character and organically grow them to not only create interesting works of literature for myself, but hopefully also create a character that you all fell is worth engaging with in your own literature. The final fantasy franchise in particular seems to thrive on the concept of compelling characters and I hope to capture that here.

Another core reason for joining this RP is to better myself as a writer. Considering that this RP offers something different and requires a different set of thought to be put into each post, I hope this variety will be to my betterment. To this end I would doubly love people to assist in both collaboration (as the shared experience of creating a piece of writing gives one insight into who others write) and criticism (It's honestly hard to grow without it.)

Vision for the Character:

More than a specific progression of events, I have included a number of themes that will both dictate and inform my chapters as I go forward. I might provide a more detailed structured list of events following the game until Marche becomes more aware of the nature of the world, even then his growth as a character will be informed by the thoughts below.

Player Antagonist - Just as in his origin game, Marche will eventually set out to destory this world as he knows it to return to his own. Also just like in his original game, other people inhabiting the world will probably not be super happy about it. In addition to cross-over moments where their goals both can be accomplished together, Marche can be used for tons of crossover where he plays as the antagonist for something you want to happen. As Marche becomes more and more knowledgeable about the nature of the world he finds himself in, the more he will seek to break himself out of it. If anyone has any neat idea about how this ties into an arc they are planning, I am super happy to collab on it to grow both of our characters.

Missing Memory - With his memories in complete disarray after finding himself in this new world, Marche will struggle to piece back together his jumbled up past. While reliving his first moments in the town of St. Ivalice, he will be confronted with a 'slightly-off' feeling that accompanies his deja vu. After beginning to collect himself, if only slightly, Marche would begin to struggle against this new world while attempting to put the pieces back into place of his old life.

Despair Builds - As his memories and knowledge of his predicament grow, so while Marche's despair. He fought long and hard against all of his friends to bring them back to the 'real' world and he has become stuck in another magical land without any hope of exiting. This will cause him to grow more and more jaded over time.

The Possibility of Hope - The Voice spoke to him when he shattered the crystal and once again he will follow it's commands in the hope that it will lead him home once again. This belief would only be shattered if The Voice told him such a dream was impossible, as that isn't a reality Marche can come to terms with.

Rescue his Friends - His dream to escape the reality he finds himself in is only matched by his need to reunite with his friends. Just like before he is prepared to do anything to bring them back to his side and he won't let anyone stop him.

SAMPLES

Bio's for another RP, IC Post
A Magical Girl Fanfiction using the MGCYOA system: A Dark Road Chapter 1,2

Game of Thrones: The Long Night

First post up! I think Lyeelia would probably seek out the Young Otto (@Lightning Fast) knowing that her father was fairly good friends with his Uncle, and offer her condolences. Knowing that Garland Tyrell (@kingkonrad) is meeting with him too maybe she could stumble into that conversation or vice versa. If you guys have any thoughts on that, I would open to it!

As for Ormaas, I haven't completely decided what he is up to so if anyone wants to run into him and cause trouble or something along those lines. I think that would be something interesting! Specifically people with singular characters or that might have fought with Ormaas for the Greens. Any who message me here or PM is fine!

Game of Thrones: The Long Night

Ormass Vahsi
King's Landing

The sounds of revelry, cheers and music easily pierced the wooden sides of the carriage as it crawled down the overly crowded road towards the King's Feast. With a hand resting on his knee, Ormaas cradled his chin out of boredom. The only other person accompanying him upon this overly lengthy ride was the gorgeous woman across from him who seemed to be pointedly ignoring his presence, she was occupying her time by just looking blankly at the curtains upon the side of their carriage.

Continuing to stare at her, He had to give her credit on how well she prepared herself for this night. Her sapphire blue gown was a simple design where it seemed almost hewn from a singular piece of cloth, seamlessly flowing down her slight figure. The only accents upon he dress were silver threaded embroidery upon the upper portions of the gown that trailed down to her bust. This was accented by the silver cloth shawl that graced her shoulders. The whole outfit was designed to give her a more mature appearance to dissuade people from dismissing the woman due to her youth. It certainly succeeded in the first part, though the latter was still to be seen.

The deep blue of the dress matched marvelously with the signature long blue streaks that ran through the woman's hair. A smirk began to creep on to his face, while observing the Tyroshi special, "My dear, I thought you had stated the Tyroshi custom of dying one's hair was inane? Regardless, you look marvelous tonight. If you succeeded at anything while you are staying in King's Landing; being the best dressed is surely it."

Her brown eyes quickly cut back to me, not unlike arrows loosed from a bow, as she responds in her usual cool manner, "If you would cease that lecherous stare it would be for the best, Uncle. You should know even better than I do that the woman of court love a spectacle, a foreign woman with colorful hair is certainly more interesting for all of them."

He sat up a bit straighter while letting out an honest chuckle, "I wouldn't have agreed to escort you to this event if I didn't think I was much better at getting women to like me than you, Little Viper. But enough talk of me, you are the big fish in this carriage. What is the Emissary of Tyrosh looking to do at this Gala? Any secrets you can impart to you dear uncle?"

Averting her gaze back to the oh-so captivating curtains, she nonetheless humor's him a bit longer, "All of the Foreign Dignitaries were invited to the feast and one does not simply not attend the coronation of the King you are attempting to engage in diplomacy with. That being said, I will mostly just serve as a spectacle for those of the court like I already stated. Tyrosh has nothing to do with the boy king and would like to keep it that way for now."

"Hmmm? Nothing at all? Shouldn't you attempt to gain favor for your country? I mean the young king is impressionable. Perhaps if you show him a teat or two he might come to like you. I know that would certainly work if I was king."

The woman lets out a very audible sigh, "Well it is good that your job is sticking people with swords and not convincing people to stick others with swords. I intend to stay as far away from the Targaryens as possible throughout the feast. If you haven't forgotten already, The king's own brother was slain by the Triarchy. This occurrence, along with sacking of Driftmark, leaves us without a lot of friends with Targaryen blood sadly."

"I certainly haven't forgotten the Battle of the Gullet. War is war after all, they will surely get over it eventually. So if you aren't going to be talking to the guest of honor, who are you going to be looking to speak with?"

The woman began to fiddle with her dress as the carriage pulled to a stop, seemingly our destination had arrived, "I will give my condolences to the Young Otto Hightower, his uncle is the one that got us into this mess. Perhaps chat with some of the other houses that don't necessarily want to send my head back to my father. Also before I forget Uncle, stay out of trouble."

After the dashing man, dressed in his own finery of decorative leathers, escorted the youthful emissary to her table, he quickly slipped away from the dull conversation is search of the trouble that worries his niece so.

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Lyeelia Vahsi
King's Landing

It had been mere moments since the feast had begun in truth and Ormaas has already vanished. Unsure of where the bastard might have slipped off to she peered around the room but couldn't spy him anywhere. She attempted to brush her creeping concern to the side as she turned once more to those seated at her table, the delegation from Myr, seemed to be steeped in discussion regarding the Regency council for the young king. To be perfectly frank, it was the prime topic of conversation at the Feast considering all the major candidates were in attendance. It was certain that the current small council of Maesters wouldn't be running the show for all that much longer.

Looking around the room, she offered her own opinion, "After winning the war for the young king, The Starks, Arryns, and houses of the Crownlands all make for good choices. If they wish to mend the gap the war tore in the country they would add a member or two from the houses of the losers, Tyrell would also be a good neutral choice since they barely took part in the war. That would just be my first impression, the lords themselves will probably have more to do with it than it being the black and white."

Seemingly having only heard my first sentence before wrapping himself up in his own impression, the Myrish Ambassador quickly cut in,"Indeed those would be the obvious choices, though quite terrible for us considering our side in the war. No matter! The Westrosi love our products regardless of the blood spilt. I have even heard that the lovely Princess Rhaena wears Myrish lace to this very feast. I must go and compliment her beauty before the evening ends." Lyeelia quickly blocked his ramblings out after that, the Emissary across the table from her was well known for having no control of when to stop talking nor when to stop eating as his belly stretched his silken tunic.

She just nodded her agreement at the unending stream of comments leaving the gullet of the man, until he got disinterested and turned to someone else at the table. As the musing amongst the various foreign dignitaries continued, eventually turning to more domestic matters amongst themselves, she returned to her drink sipping it quietly while waiting for the evening to progress. Hopefully Ormaas would return sometime soon, despite being a rapscallion he certainly made for better conversation than those she was blessed to be seated with.

Returning to her musings on the make up of the soon to be Regency council, she decide she could count herself lucky in some ways of course. House Velaryon was in less than perfect standings with the crown and a personal enemy of Tyrosh, Corlys Velaryon the Sea Snake, had been executed for the poising of the former king. Supposing she had the Starks to thank for ridding the world of that particular nuisance, she ponders the idea of paying them a small visit. While thinking about the Velaryons, she tries to look across the hall and see if she couldn't find them. Perhaps it might even be a good idea to let them know that the Triarchy had agreed to stop all aggression on the seas, one of the last agreements the Triarchy came to unanimously at that. Coming the the conclusions that neither of those options were really in her best interest, she decided to just let the night take her where it will.

Looking back to her own table she noticed that some of the dignitaries had swapped tables. With the power changes in Essos and the crumbling of the Triarchy there was many manners of trade to Westeros to discuss. Knowing that the bickering had little to do with the reason she came, she coolly listened to the arguments between the Free Cities she decided to stay out of it. It was only after the various lords and ladies had settled in a bit more and the stragglers arrived that people began intermingling more and more as the feast truly got underway. Although she had been wrapped up in 'polite' conversation with the Emissary of Braavos at the time, she managed to see the beautiful Rhaena Targaryen all dressed in red moving through the tables. It could be sure then that the Young King was present as well.

Excusing herself from the current discussion, Lyeelia left to join the heart of the conversation. She traded unappealing discussion of trade-routes for the equally unappealing discussions of her outfit and her home. She met the small talk with grace and good spirits, biding her time until she could speak with someone of actual importance rather then these minor lords and ladies.