@Archmage MC With Light being a Void Being, is she technically an undead or not?
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I am a Japanese-American (half-Japanese on my mother's side) with a twin half-sister. Yes, you read that right. To explain it real quick, during mom's monthly, she dropped 2 eggs instead of 1 after 2 (or more) guys took her to bed. Each egg was impregnated by a different man's sperm.
Anyways, I'm a kind guy who really hates fighting. However, if I have to stop a fight, whether verbal or physical, I will. I'm here to have fun and be crazy with my OCs, new characters and even some canons. So far, my favorite RP I've been in on the site is the Multiverse reboot. As a whole, the Multiverse was 6 years old. I love the idea and have even used it (with a few minor changes here and there) for a few LARPs with my local friends RL.
Other than RP, I am also a Wiccan Witch following the path of Gaia and a hypnotist studying the varying effects of hypnosis on various age groups and am always taking willing volunteers.
Anyways, I'm a kind guy who really hates fighting. However, if I have to stop a fight, whether verbal or physical, I will. I'm here to have fun and be crazy with my OCs, new characters and even some canons. So far, my favorite RP I've been in on the site is the Multiverse reboot. As a whole, the Multiverse was 6 years old. I love the idea and have even used it (with a few minor changes here and there) for a few LARPs with my local friends RL.
Other than RP, I am also a Wiccan Witch following the path of Gaia and a hypnotist studying the varying effects of hypnosis on various age groups and am always taking willing volunteers.
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Name: Maxwell Kilimal
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Birthplace: Louisville, KY
Former Life: A child in school.
Appearance: Max stands at approximately 6 feet tall with a slender frame and not too much muscle. He has light brown hair and dark green eyes that tend to stare off into space. When he gets angry and the blood starts rushing to his head, he has a pink V on his forehead that starts to show up, though it disappears when he calms back down.
Max wears loose-fitting skinny jeans, usually either blue, black, or red, with a tight-fitting t-shirt, sometimes long-sleeved, and is never seen without his steel-toed boots. When the weather gets colder, he'll pull out his coats, a semi-thick, dark blue coat and a little thicker, old, tattered coat that used to belong to his father. He also normally wears his sunglasses, dark red reflectors that protect his eyes greatly, and his ballcap, mostly black with a white front that says "This is my weekend hat."
Personality: [TBC]
Biography: [TBC]
Gear: [TBC]
Skills: Five noteworthy skills that your character has.
Flaws: Two or more flaws that stand out and hinder your character.
Other: Anything else worth mentioning, like family and other things of note.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Birthplace: Louisville, KY
Former Life: A child in school.
Appearance: Max stands at approximately 6 feet tall with a slender frame and not too much muscle. He has light brown hair and dark green eyes that tend to stare off into space. When he gets angry and the blood starts rushing to his head, he has a pink V on his forehead that starts to show up, though it disappears when he calms back down.
Max wears loose-fitting skinny jeans, usually either blue, black, or red, with a tight-fitting t-shirt, sometimes long-sleeved, and is never seen without his steel-toed boots. When the weather gets colder, he'll pull out his coats, a semi-thick, dark blue coat and a little thicker, old, tattered coat that used to belong to his father. He also normally wears his sunglasses, dark red reflectors that protect his eyes greatly, and his ballcap, mostly black with a white front that says "This is my weekend hat."
Personality: [TBC]
Biography: [TBC]
Gear: [TBC]
Skills: Five noteworthy skills that your character has.
Flaws: Two or more flaws that stand out and hinder your character.
Other: Anything else worth mentioning, like family and other things of note.
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@Xaltwind That was a short post for you? My post was the longest single-character post I've been able to do in a while. How do you do it?
Gromgard walked through the halls with a frown. Why would a Sable Lord want him? He couldn't come up with a reasonable answer. Be so lost in thought, though, he almost didn't hear the other footsteps coming down another hallway, possibly to join him in heading to the throne room. It was when he nearly ran into the necromancer that he actually began paying more attention. "Vae Dhayer." he greeted with a nod. While not the biggest fan of the undead or necromancers, he had no problems with Vae.
Not long after they entered the throne room, Sable Lord Rodias greeted them, which Gromgard replied with a quick bow. It was rather interesting to look at the Sable Lord in the flesh, or so to speak. He was not surprised when Rodias rose the map table and chairs, though he was curious as to why.
Gormgard had never liked the weretiger. When he first heard him ask a woman if she was ovulating, he was one of the first to aim a hammer-fist to the top of his head. "That is not something you ask a lady." he growled before taking his seat.
A few more Chapter Heads joined the room and things still seemed confused. Rodias informed everyone of what had happened, to which Gromgard had found interesting. A whole new world. A place he could have fun. While listening to Rodias' speech, mentally going through strategies, he was caught off guard when Rodias kneeled before them.
Gromgard stood with a smile. "Shall I send my goblins to scout the town, Sable Lord Rodias?" he asked, bowing respectfully. He had no clue how the rest of them would react but wanted to take initiative and show his allegiance to the Sable Lords, as one of them had given him life.
Not long after they entered the throne room, Sable Lord Rodias greeted them, which Gromgard replied with a quick bow. It was rather interesting to look at the Sable Lord in the flesh, or so to speak. He was not surprised when Rodias rose the map table and chairs, though he was curious as to why.
Gormgard had never liked the weretiger. When he first heard him ask a woman if she was ovulating, he was one of the first to aim a hammer-fist to the top of his head. "That is not something you ask a lady." he growled before taking his seat.
A few more Chapter Heads joined the room and things still seemed confused. Rodias informed everyone of what had happened, to which Gromgard had found interesting. A whole new world. A place he could have fun. While listening to Rodias' speech, mentally going through strategies, he was caught off guard when Rodias kneeled before them.
Gromgard stood with a smile. "Shall I send my goblins to scout the town, Sable Lord Rodias?" he asked, bowing respectfully. He had no clue how the rest of them would react but wanted to take initiative and show his allegiance to the Sable Lords, as one of them had given him life.
"So, this is Draydon," Killin said to himself, looking at the approaching gate. It was nearing sundown and he wanted to find a good inn for a cheaper price. "This is good," he said to the farmer he had been catching a ride with. "You said ten silver, right?" He handed the man the bag of coins before leaping off the cart and spreading his wings, beginning the short flight to the gate.
Upon landing outside the gate, he held up the symbol for his guild, hoping he'd get in. The guards didn't try to stop him as he passed, which was a good sign to him. He hoped no trouble got started in this city.
It took hours of wandering the city to find an inn that would let him stay for a lower price. "The Foamy Crown," he read aloud. With a shrug, he strolled in to see a few people already inside. He saw a barmaid walking away from a woman and decided to intercept her. "Sorry to bother you but how much is it for a night?" he asked, pulling out his coin purse. With payment to the woman and reception of the key, he began looking around for a spot to sit. It didn't take him long to notice there was at least one person at each table.
With no better options, he turned to the nearest seat, where a human man and an elven woman were talking. He shrugged before mumbling to himself in Draconic, "Here goes nothing."
"Mind if I join you?" the Dragonborn pre-teen asked, hand on the stool beside her. He smiled friendly and a bit shyly, being way out of his element.
@La Fleur@Ghost Shadow
Upon landing outside the gate, he held up the symbol for his guild, hoping he'd get in. The guards didn't try to stop him as he passed, which was a good sign to him. He hoped no trouble got started in this city.
It took hours of wandering the city to find an inn that would let him stay for a lower price. "The Foamy Crown," he read aloud. With a shrug, he strolled in to see a few people already inside. He saw a barmaid walking away from a woman and decided to intercept her. "Sorry to bother you but how much is it for a night?" he asked, pulling out his coin purse. With payment to the woman and reception of the key, he began looking around for a spot to sit. It didn't take him long to notice there was at least one person at each table.
With no better options, he turned to the nearest seat, where a human man and an elven woman were talking. He shrugged before mumbling to himself in Draconic, "Here goes nothing."
"Mind if I join you?" the Dragonborn pre-teen asked, hand on the stool beside her. He smiled friendly and a bit shyly, being way out of his element.
@La Fleur@Ghost Shadow
@La Fleur At least you got the joke.
@La Fleur NEVER DONE AN HONEST DAY'S WORK...
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