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[Still Seeking Players] The Legend of Zelda: The White Triforce

Yeah, that's true, but pride is definitely one of their stronger traits and for them to ask for help would be downright humiliating unless it was someone else's fault. Even now I feel it's a little against their nature to ask for help.

Also, I do try to improve my writing, so what do you mean when you say my writing could use more variety and conjunctions?

@Nevis

Exposed - Superhero RP

I was thinking of using a gravity manipulator of sorts. With boundaries obviously, but still bounding as if weightless and coming down like a hammer if necessary.

[Still Seeking Players] The Legend of Zelda: The White Triforce

This looked interesting, so I went ahead and made this CS. I hope this looks good.

Dorcon

Name: Dorcon
Race: Goron
Age: 87
Gender: Male

Description: Dorcon looks similar to most other Gorons to the untrained eye, but to one who knows Gorons he has some notable features. His legs are a little long and more developed than others. He has a small patch of white hair on top his head. He has small rock formations sticking out backward from his elbows and similar pillars sticking out upward from his shoulders. The rock formation on his back is pretty thick and his rocks are a light tan color. His belly isn't the biggest among Gorons, but still impressive. His arms are a little thicker than his legs and come down to his knees. He has tribal tattoos and wears a vest and fundoshi.

Character: Dorcon is like most Gorons, a big, gentle rock. He cares about his friends and family, and has a lot of friends as he is rather outgoing for a Goron. He has many friends from other races as well. Dorcon is also athletic taking part in wrestling, sumo matches and when possible races. His strong, long legs give him an advantage over most other Gorons in speed and agility, but his mediocre stomach makes it hard for him to push the others around. Due to his outgoing nature, he has become a sort of ambassador for the Gorons between races. From underwater meeting with the Zora to twilight meetings with the Twili. The best way to describe his standings with the state is to say he supports the old Hyrule kingdom. He saw how the united world was at peace and prospering, but now it is certainly corrupt. He doesn't want to create anarchy or overthrow the current government, but he wants leaders that can turn the kingdom in the right direction. Dorcon hardly ever resorts to violence, but has found that if the need arises, it's best to pretend it's like a game, but just a little more violent.

Biography: Dorcon grew up with his father working in the Death mountain mines. When he wasn't working he was out playing or exploring. Seeing new sights was cool, but he really liked to meet new people. It felt like he knew just about everyone in the mountain and many more outside of it. The mines were a stable source of several minerals for the kingdom and with the Gorons industrialization, they just about controlled the market. That is until Parliament got greedy and demanded more minerals and resources for their kingdom. They increased their efforts and ended up overworking the mountain. Strange things began to happen in the depths of the mountains. Soom it was found that creatures were rising from the lava and emerging from the shadows. A few of the Gorons attempted fighting them, but their were quite a few and they had strange powers the Gorons couldn't combat. They hated combat anyways. They have sealed off the lower mines for now, but with a fear of when the monsters will break through. Dorcon has now set off for the Castle City of Hyrule in search of help with the Goron's problem.

Totem: Genbu, The Tortoise and the Snake. Genbu was known as a protector and as such Dorcon is very protective of his friends. In fact he's actually pretty protective of everyone. The combination of the two are good physically and mentally as they represent the durable, earthly nature of the Goron with the twist of flexibility and agility that Dorcon grew into.

The World of Wasted Dreams

Posted. If the last paragraph seems like too much I can delete it.

The World of Wasted Dreams

As Shizune told everyone to stay calm, Alex took a deep breath in an attempt to completely calm his body. He was already pretty calm, but slowing his erratic heartbeat was another feat that he hadn't actually mastered. Shizune's description was a twist in reality in that it seemed certainly impossible, but very easily the reality of the situation. Even though it was odd and still nerve wracking, it was nice to see someone had some experience of the realm and lived to tell the tale of it.

His conclussion of a dream had quickly faded and it turned into more of what could be an adenture. His life did seem painfully boring. He had been checked in to see a psychiatrist for some of the dangers he had put himself. He believed in an afterlife and really didn't fear death as such. Still to give in to death wasn't idea he catered.

He was beginning to wonder how Shizune had returned from this world if there was no escape, but not being able to exit the school seemed reasonable. Although there must be someway to return to their original realm if she had returned before. The need to not eat anymore appealed to him greatly. It's not that he hated food, he just hated the fact he had a dependance on it. Although the slow but sure exhaustion didn't sound fun to him. Getting tired could be overcome, but exhaustion was real.

The promise of monsters made this adenture seem all the more real. A deep well swirled in his stomach, but he kept himself calm and pushed it down deeper. Paralysis from fear was how people died when they could have lived. Although Shizune was definitely right in that they all should stick together and make more conservative choices here.

He then noticed that the music had stopped. It seemed Shizune had realized it as well. The music was quite eerie in it's own right, but now that it stopped, the silence seemed to hold an air of impending doom. Perhaps the mood wasn't entirely wrong. A large, strange man appeared in the hallway in front of the door. His face was masked and his left arm was completely amputated and shredded. Shizune seemed worried, but told everyone to stay in the classroom. Perhaps that was best way to deal with this thing or maybe it wasn't that bad. Then the worst thing possible seemed to happen.

The man lifted the stick in his right hand up to his left. It looked to thin to be a saw, but when he began grating his left arm with it to create music, any idea of what it could be escaped him. The veins that emerged from his chest looked like some tentacled, Lovecraftian freak. Without any warning and with incomprehensible speed the veins lurched toward him and wrapped around his neck. Alex quickly grabbed at the veins around his neck. He soon found himself no longer on the ground with legs flailing as well. His first instinct was to make it so he could breathe, but after his wrestling friend told him it was actually the veins to the brain that knock people out, he shifted his fingers slightly to protect those veins as best he could. The lack of oxygen was intoxicating though. Alex was struggling with everything in him to loosen the veins but it wasn't working. His eyes were beginning to well up and his face was beginning to develop a purple hue. He felt like he was going to lose consciousness soon anyways.

Then he realized. Wait heroes don't kill monsters, monsters kill monsters. He let out a little laugh as his face gained a innoportune smile. With that he quickly let go of the veins around his neck and grabbed onto the veins that reached out to him. He pulled his legs up around them as well and grappled them as best he could. He pulled the arm sideways a bit and chomped with all the strenghth in his jaws on a section between his hands. He pulled and grinded on them until finally they broke off, spewing blood all over him and into his mouth. As the veins broke he fell to the ground flat on his back and knocked the wind out of himself. He didn't care about shock anymore, he was in a kill or be killed mode, and this violinist needed to be killed. He pulled the veins from around his neck and got up as he regained his breath. He tried to use the veins as a club against a baby freak, but instead just slapped it with it. He quickly turned and grabbed a chair instead swinging it violently instead. It knocked the baby into the wall. Reality had no meaning to Alex anymore. He just needed to be a bigger monster than the monster at hand.

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Echo turned as it exited the shrubbery as well. He noticed the girl wielding a fife like a knife and smiled a bit as if to chuckle to himself in this tense situation. The knight also drew his sword at the sight of it emerging, but as it crossed it's tentacles the man lowered his sword and made the symbol on his chest. It was rather odd, but slightly reassuring nonetheless. As it stretched two more tentacles out with hands turned up, he understood that it was meaning for peace right now. Perhaps this thing couldn't speak either.

Echo didn't dismiss the wisp but he dimmed it's light. Echo could see that the creature was vying for peace at the moment, but it didn't seem like the girl got that message. He waved his lantern in front of her to get her attention. When he got it, he took a deep breath and made a calming motion in an attempt to get her to relax a bit. He was still on edge though. He never saw a creature try for peace and they betray it, but a man did try it once. Fortunately it ended well for Echo and not so much the man, but he wasn't going to let it happen again. He kept his guard up for any unwanted movement's of the ethereal arms toward the three. With his free hand he waved to the creature in an attempt to communicate with it.

The Incredible True Story

Here's a CS.

Jack

Name: Chief Engineer, Jack Reagan

Appearance

Jack is a big guy at 6'7 and 294lbs. He has Strawberry blonde hair and blue green eyes. He believes physical fitness is as important as studying and works out daily.

Age: 32
Gender: Male

Background: Jack grew up in a rather normal family. He was the second youngest of four, but overall the biggest in his family. His father and mother were both pretty tall, and worked very hard. His father worked as a custodian at a college his whole life and as a perk his children were allowed free admission in the college. Jack took great advantage of earned a masters in electronic engineering, with a focus in radar. After college he got a job working as a radar technician on frigates. He was rather excellent in his field and began to expand his work to all parts of frigates, learning all of their ins and outs. His hard work and obvious devotion got him noticed and promoted pretty quickly, in ways too quickly. He didn't like the new more administrative positions in which he was put, but with the ethics he grew up with, he worked hard even in those positions. When it came time to find chief engineers for Project Apollo, he was an obvious choice.

Personality: As big as Jack is, he is still very gentle. Though he could break most like a twig he has a lot of patience and seeing him get mad at anyone is a shock. Inanimate objects on the other hand are quite his bane. If Jack gets it in his head something should work one way and decides not to, it best change it's mind quickly before Jack rearranges it altogether. He has realized that crushing things is not the solution if it's not working and goes through great care not to lose his temper on things. Otherwise, he is rather kind, sometimes a smart aleck and he is very strategic in his actions. He is not the most coordinated or athletic despite being strong, but still does well simply because he is in the right place at the right time. He knows how almost every system on a frigate works and is very good at jerry-rigging. Jack cares about his friends and crewmates a lot and is very eager to be in the front lines of fights. Although his aim is quite terrible, he tries to make up for his incapabilities by being the cover for those that do have good aim.

Equipment: Heavy Armor with nanoweave fibers, a weaker personal shield with quick regeneration and a Kinetic barrier. Harpy pistol. Grenades. Possibly more depending on the mission, ie; resources, tools, etc.

Strengths:
-He is very good at repairing things. He has worked very hard at it and as such has become very good at it. Though he is good at repairing even at the cost of jerry-rigging, he is not good at creating things from random resources.
-Very good in close quarter/melee combat. His brothers grew up wrestling and fighting and he learned a lot from it. He also takes combat classes as a workout and stress relief.
-Good at strategy games. He has always been thinking and is good at seeing the rules of situations and games and using them.

Weakness:
-Terrible aim. Most of his shots are more point and pray than anything. He has gone through several trainings for shooting, but nonetheless because of his discoordination he just can't get it down.
-Empathetic. He tends to shy away from emotions and drama. Seeming uncaring at times.
-Reckless. Jack can tend to care about himself very little, putting himself in danger even when not necessary.

Jack's special color.
Other: None for now.

Shonen Punk! - A Multiverse RP

@Weird Tales your character is ridiculously powerful.
1. If you could fly it would be slow and awkward.
2. A wind construct would have very little strength and you could only summon one.
3. Wind manipulation would be the ability to make a breeze.

If that's what you meant by your abilities section then maybe, but you also missed the history and personality sections. I'm not a GM but those were what I noticed. Mine was even a bit to overpowered for the start of this, so I worked with @Scio and now I think he's ok. I haven't posted the changes though, I was just going to wait for the main thread.

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That's what it will be able to become eventually but right now, it is literally a mediocre, wooden door. It works more like a tower shield or scutum, but right now it's very unweildly as it doesn't even have proper straps.

The Door

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So you've now introduced artifacts and I thought magics existed, but the only thing he could do for now was summon a white wisp. His items were the magic things. His mask was first given to him and was supposed to evolve to give him his heightened senses and ability to see otherworldly, ethereal or otherwise invisible things. The door was supposed to act as a shield against such things, eventually being able to morph into the shape of a real more easily weilded shield. For now it's strapped to his back most of the time. It finally would be able to open into a portal, but that would be a ways down the road. Should I write artifact sheets for them, but you also wrote only one artifact per person? He'd be fine without either one or even both, but just things I thought seemed interesting.

@Polybius