Platinum Cobra

The Crystal Tower RP

dName: Erabus Kara

Age: 12

Appearance:

Background: Was trained from the age of 10 in his abilities by a powerful wizard though when the wizard died he didn't know what to do and when he was discovered in the wild among the beaches wanting to be close to the water he was sent off to the school

Personality:fun, energetic, serious with studies, easy going outside of classes, enjoys using magic for fun as well as to help people

Skills: Transformation: Can change the element into other version's of it (snow, ice, vapor, etc etc)
Rain maker: (Can cause it to rain even on a sunny day)
Water bender (Can bend even the smallest for of water to his will, the dew on a flower in the morning for instance)

Searching for partner

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The Crystal Tower - A School for Young Mages (original high fantasy setting)

Totally interested!

After Death [Blue & Platinum Cobra]

Death paced back and forth knowing he needed his scythe before he could do anything and not being able to tell anyone or they could use the knowledge against him, then again even if he could tell anyone he wouldn't really want to just because it was none of their business. Busy in thought he snapped back to reality and looked at the woman as she stepped forward and the other 2 reaper's left with what seemed like a sigh of relief, "Least one of you is smart enough." he said his voice echoing against the now empty room.

"Come on let's go find my scythe and then my brother pestilence." he said knowing he would be the easier of the other 3 horseman to unleash though he would have to break a few seal's before he could even try and break pestilence's the one's he had to break wouldn't be an issue, they were all sacrifices or raising a certain evil being from the dead. All of which were death's specialty. He took a step forward looking at his companion now and kept thinking about what her name was but it kept on alluding him. "I know you?" he said pointing at her and walking towards her knowing he toward over her by at least a foot. "What is your name?"

He was curious and it was infuriating him that he couldn't remember, all he could remember was a woman on a farm and the image he could picture of her every now and then though the name alway's alluded him. "Doesn't matter, we have more important thing's to attend to." he said and started to walk out knowing she would have to keep up since this was all going to have to be fast before the angel's realized what they were trying to do and stop them, without his scythe he wouldn't be able to defeat even the weakest angel if they had their mystic weapon. "I can sense it is near though the exact location eludes me, so tell me what building's or any sort of structure are around this place." he said looking around.

After Death [Blue & Platinum Cobra]

Death chuckled deep an loud at the women's question's, "Who are you to question me, if you all recall I made you reaper's in the first place. How dare you question what I can do, though yes I can. But do I want to.......no." he said looking around the room at the rest of the reaper's. "I have more important thing's to do like finding my scythe first off, second I must now free my brother's and sister's which won't be as easy as it was to free me. They are all trapped by more powerful seal's, some requiring the slaying of a certain demon other's of an angel, though one not even I know. That one will be the hardest, then we still have there rest of the 11 seal's to break, this is what happen's when you start something without realizing it.

"All you reaper's, you most of all since you brought me back." he said and pointed at the female reaper, "have just brought about the beginning of the apocalypse. Their won't be any population once I finish what you have begun." he said and saw some more of the reaper's vanish. "Now, since I am assuming none of you know or have my scythe, I must go look for it. Already I can feel it's power near, though I will need someone to grab it for me. A horseman's weapon must alway's be given to them when it is lost, stupid spell that was put on it to weaken us when we were trapped forever in our sacred tomb's."

The reaper's fire in his eyes slowly died down till his eyes were just glowing light blue, more reaper's disappeared non wanting to go with him till only 3 were left. "One of you step forward if you wish to aid me, otherwise I will take one by force. Either way my will; will be done and my scythe returned." he said looking at each reaper's face in turn and waiting to see any of them would step forward.

Supernatural RP (searching for female)

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Tons of 1x1s! :3 ^_~

I would love to do the psychopath x person idea if you are still looking.

Pm me if you are still interested

After Death [Blue & Platinum Cobra]

Death's head snapped to the sound of a women's voice his eyes burned as he saw her with blue flames, a memory flashed in his mind of a red headed little girl on a farm.. She seemed so different he had hardly recognized her, she had once been a bright and happy girl though now all emotion seemed to be out of her; her name escaped him mind he knew sooner or later he would remember it.

"I need my scythe, where is it. It was not in the tomb that the angel's bound me in." he said already being able to feel it's power near him; though he couldn't pin point exactly where it was.

Death had no power's without his mystical weapon forged for him, only a few knew that the weapon's held the key to all the horseman's power's except for their strength. He wouldn't even be able to call his horse without his mystical blade in his hand. All the soul's voice's could be heard in his head again and he tried to cover his ear's not wanting to hear all the voices,

"You have all done your job's poorly, million's of soul's are walking around the earth with no one guiding them to the light." he said looking around at each and every reaper, "even now more soul's are starting to wander without guidance." he said feeling more and more soul's. A few of the reaper's in the crowd he saw vanish by his words to go claim more soul's on their list's. "Now instead of freeing my brother's and sister's, I must put it on hold to make the spirit population smaller. First, I must find my scythe." he said not liking feeling so vulnerable without his scythe. Though only another horseman's weapon could kill him it was still not a pleasant feeling to be without his great weapon.

After Death [Blue & Platinum Cobra]

Name: Death
Age: ?????? (nobody know's)

Race: Nephilim

Appearance:

Death

Death

Death

Abilites: Necromancy
SuperHuman Physical Prowness

After Death [Blue & Platinum Cobra]

Death lay in a forced sleep in the catacomb's, he could never wake though on the night of the new moon he was in the lightest of his sleep. Breaking his seal was easy but required patience and timing, words started being whispered into his ear. His sleep grew lighter and lighter; his eyes slowly started to open, the words died away and Death looked around he was on a cold stone slab and magic bond's were holding him in place for his sleep. Without him being asleep he broke them with ease whispering an incantation to them. He was in a sealed room with no way in our out, magic runes were engraved in the wall all to keep his sleeping body with no power's and no way for his spirit to get out.

Death's cold blue eyes scanned the room for an exit, he had been trapped for far to long and needed to get out. Already he could feel all the soul's that were walking around free on the earth. He had a job to do, only one reason could be for someone breaking the Seal on his tomb and waking him, walking over to the wall his hand ran across it and he slowly brought his arm back and then sent it forward punching through the concrete that had imprisoned him for so long, dust cover's his forearm as it exploded through the wall on the other side. Pulling his arm back he grabbed the edges of the whole and ripped it apart wider as he pushed his way through the wall, looking around he saw the reaper's that had surrounded the door to his tomb.

"I have awoken." he said his voice was deep and clear; reaper's gathered closer to him some of whose eyes looked as if they couldn't believe the incantation had actually worked. Other's, Death knew by name as he himself had turned them into a reaper. The torches hanging on the wall's in the catacomb's made it hard to see, the small glow illuminated almost nothing, It was because of this it made it hard for him to see anything in the room, only the reaper's that were around him were illuminated by the small glow of the torches on the wall, it seemed to get darker as you looked down the catacombs.

"Who awoke me from my long and miserable sleep? Which one of you has broken the first seal?" he asked his voice echoing throughout the catacomb's.