Sauron The Dark Lord

Divinum Ultimatum [Fantasy Roleplay]

Haha! When I have recieved enough interest.

Divinum Ultimatum [Fantasy Roleplay]

Intro
Greetings, I am Sauron. Of course I just failed destroying middle earth and stuff so I started roleplaying instead. I have created a setting/idea within the head of mine for a couple of days now and I feel able to show it up to this guild as a roleplay test for a novel I'm going to write for my english class. Of course this'll last as long as it makes itself able to live on, maybe even beyond the time where I have finished my english class novel, we don't know, however with that said I will now allow you to read what the roleplay is about.

Setting
This roleplay will be present in a distant time, in an unknown location. A place where the sun is chained to night and night is free'd to day. This realm of existance is beyond anything we'd call the 'norm' or usual things in our lives. This is a story about the battle between angels and demons, this topic has possibly been used plenty in the past, however I don't see anything that directly corresponds to my ideals on this site at this moment. The world of Azeira, a wide and fantastic planet with plenty of varrying terrain, environments and climates. Hell is a seperate realm of existance as is heaven, however the physical world acts like a hallway between the two realms, and therefor it has been cursed with the eternal conflict for over any countable milenia or even eon, it has basically occured for eternity, an eternal conflict without end. Demons and Angels are made up of real life values like hope and dispair. The power of the value they represent the stronger the demon/angel.

Interesting information

Important Characters
Alzeius: Archangel of Life.
Alzeius is the leading ruler in both diplomacy and military for the heavenly side of this conflict, he represents existence as a whole and is beyond any doubt the strongest angel there is, and will forever be just that. Like the other angels of the High Council they are not bound to the physical realm like the other angels, they are present in the spiritual realm of existence and are bound to action in heavenly forged armors and weapons sealing them within the majestic pieces of armor. As these Archangels are present in two realms of presence they can interact with both at the same time, giving them a sort of omniscience and a limited ability of omnipresence. Alzeius is worshipped in churches of any size and is the only Archangel to be worshipped in the Imperial Cathedral of the Mortals.

Kasus: Supreme Demon Lord of Death.
During Kasus' origin he served as the right hand Demon Lord of the Devil himself: Kreiclon, Devil Lord of Conflict. Kasus then proceeded to slay Kreiclon in a duel for supremacy over hell and the demonic reights to rule it. He won without a doubt, his display of skill broke the trust issues he had with the other Demon Lords and now serve Kasus faithfully as his servants and Warlords. Kasus is the strongest Demon Lord by far and has fought Alzeius in combat and left the battlefield a winner. Whilst it was a couple of thousand years ago it is still scarred within the minds of both, and whilst Alzeius has stronger lieutenants and Archangels at his command Kasus is the stronger warrior and creates no shortage of chaos.

World
The world of Azeira is a planet beyond anything else but a star and three distant moons, the terrain is as magical as you could get and it is also the gateway between heaven and hell, it's the default battleground between the two sides, but what happens when the seed the angels had sown so long ago begin to bloom, bloom into the greatest of creations: Mankind. Humans occupy the mortal realm and are both sinful and heartful in nature, they are a mixture of the two divine counter parts and are therefor beyond limits in their norma, everyday appearences. Like any other human conflict was quick to errupt between the humans and demonkind grew stronger due to the increased negative emotion collected from the mortal realm, the death of so many were all channeled into Kasus, however the birth of so many more increased the abilities of Alzeius aswell, especially his knowledge.

Alzeira is a planet with one massive super continent surrounded by the great sea, there's the occational island in the great sea and the continent sized island known as Crein, the royal seat of power for the mortal realm, it is also the hidden gateway to the heavenly dimensions, this gate is hidden deep beneath rock and sand, far into the earths where no one, nor anything could find it. The angelic pressence is almost non-existant and exists only in churches and holy praying places.

The super continent Clausus is home to varrying small empires and kingdoms, but is mostly known for the large pressence of demonic existance, an entire empire surrounds the gates of hell. Fire errupts from the ground and out from the metal fortresses which hold both demon and human cultist within their embrace. At the very edge of demonic influense lies a thick fog, and this is the Breath of Kasus, a lifedraining green fog, home to undead warriors slaying and ripping towns apart as they enter the embrace of this apocalyptic fog.

Angels
Angels are mostly born in the realm of heaven due to the creation of an ideal, however the eleven first angels were born in the 'past realm' and are still present there as of this time, they created heaven in the image of their previous home and rule from avatar like spirits of themselves sealed within the embrace of holy armor and weaponry, if they wee to stop contact with any of these items they'd be instantly removed from the mortal realm and would be forced to be summoned and re-sealed through painful work only the most experienced of warsmith could make.

As stated Angels are born from ideals and emotions within the mortal realm, they feed of these emotions, but unlike demons they don't remove the ideal or emotion from the mortal in the process. They instead add to it and give side-effects like improved intelligence or increased lifetime. Normal angels and Archangels hold a massive gap between the two and it is evident that they are of two different generations of angelic beings. Archangels have the ability to pass through solid objects for example and normal angels can only materalise themselves into a cloud of pure ideal/emotion and pass through small holes within objects, any angel can fly, however. But they propell themselves by wings created of their own ideal, so they look more like tendrils or the skeletal outline of wings in pure emotional state and not physical wings with skin and everything.

Angels uphold order, and many angels hold a grudge against mankind for 'siding' with demonkind.

Demons
Demons are the most brutal of creatures, the majority of demonic pressence hold no self-intelligence and instead follow the command of higher pressence holders like the High Demon Lords or even Demon Lords of any kind. Demons are incredibly territorial by nature, however can be commanded to do anything by their masters, the demons hold respect in power and therefor do not fight against anyone who holds more strenght or authority then they do, therefor combat between one demon and their underling often occure on a demonkind wide scale. Whilst demons themselves have nothing special to speak of the Demonic Lords are the most unique of the demons.

Demonic Lords hold sentience unlike normal demons and follow the rule of the High Demon Lord however they see fit. The Demon Lords are the only thing which heralds from an ideal or emotion of negative purpose from the mortal realm and it was the Demon Lord who made lesser demons, whenever a Demon Lord dies his lesser demons die along with him. The power respective nature of demons exist even on this level of power, however it is a bit more secretive, they don't do it so openly, however the underdog is the one who often picks the fight in this level of pressence, he wants to prove his strenght to be greater then his pear.

Roleplay Summary
We, roleplayers would start off during the Siege of Cloryn's Keep, a town surrounding a powerful mortal keep under the siege of demonic legions before the green mist. People who chose to roleplay as humans would be Anceirons, vessels to fallen warriors in battle of great power, however the spots to roleplay as angels and demons are also avalible, there will be plenty to do for all three, the world will be open, however once you partake a quest you may not leave your deeds as a mortal/demon/angel and simply abandon the task you promised to partake. Contact with important characters will be made and the roles of the Angelic High Council and the Legion Commandorium of the Demons will be limited to 2 people each, however the access to angels and small Demon Lords beyond the Demon legions Commandorium will be allowed. The roles of Alzeiron will be taken by me, and I will allow someone else to roleplay as Kasus, the plague of mankind. I will stay in constant contact with this person so that he stays to his manners and character and doesn't go all ''I'm sorry, miss.'' when he's the one who should crush a girls face in an instance if she would be so dumb to question is commands. I'd also share rp plots with this figure and help him/her if needed. There will be no ruler for the mortal realms because there are many, simply too many, however the Eclairian Emperor, the Guardian of the Heavenly Gate will be roleplayed by me, however as an NPC.

Other
The standard roleplay rules apply, whilst some of you have the capability to smash and demolish realms asunder I'd like you to go against those with fitting capabilities, it's not like you'd waste time on people who'd barely be able to scratch you naturally when there's an Archangel infront of you in need of some dominance showing. However there will be times that will make it clear that the Anceirons are weak in comparison to demons or angels there will also be plot allowing the level in power to gradually decrease. The Anceirons have the privilge of choosing paths, to partake in the Demon Legions or to fight alongside the Angels and Mankind to free Azeira of the demonic plague.

Thank you, if you have any questions ask me.

Machines(Mechs, Mecha, and Powered Armor Oh My!)

What status does a railgun hold? Since a railgun isn't any ordinary bullet shooters it propells an object at insane speeds giving even a pen the ability to pierce through armor.
Is a railgun an allowed weapon for me to use, if I so wished?

Iron Demons (The Mecha RP)

PILOT
Name:
''Inquisitor Sigismund'' Sigis Krieger

Age:
35

Height:
195cm

Weight:
75kg

Background:
He is the most devilish drifter you'd ever encounter.

Bio:
The legend of Sigismund is that of a demonic entity wandering the wasteland without end, without any other purpose but to kill and make altars out of the wreckages, grabbing hold of the ethus he comes across whenever no one's there to witness it and dissapear as he melds in with the distant environment. However in the actuality of things Sigismund the inquisitor of the devils wishes is actually a beautiful woman, clad in a fine dress, her appearence is that of a saint in womanly appearence, the name Sigismund translates to Saint's Guardian, depending on how you interprent it, Sigis is the saint which her alter ego, that of a bloody hell knight protects from the praying eyes of others. Her life has always been split in two, she and herself have always played together since they were young and have managed to survive alone, gain a reputation and gain respect enough to recieve the Executioner whom Sigismund loves beyond bonds.

Description:

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FRAME:
Name:
INQ.UIS_001 ''Executioner'' Custom

Description:

Further information

Built from the original schematics of the YF-23 the INQ.UIS_001 is indeed a one of a kind machine, the machine is perfectly customized for Sigismund's preferences and how he recieved the beast of a machine is unknown, the Executioner sacrifices mobility for a more stationary killing capability whilst using the terrain to it's stealth advantage. The mech itself is covered beneath a desert colored cloak worn from the many experience of battle which it has performed inside. The only holes in the desert are the ones for the shoulder mounted weapons, the main weapon itself, held by the two hands of the machine points out through the front where the cloak doesn't cover.

Weight Class:
10

Weapons Descriptions:
- 4 weight points:
The handheld railgun system of the Executioner is mostly without equal, the weapon has streaked many executions through the day and it's even been named Vanquisher of the Sane. It's auto-loader system which is connected to the back located ammunition storage which inturn gives the railgun an unparalled killing capability, whilst the risk of overheating is very much an issue the Executioner therefor displays it's unique characteristics, the machine is driven by two independent reactors, one in the lower body and one in the upper, when firing the railgun repeatedly or in warm environments the lower bottom reactor (the legs section) switches off it's power generation and instead turns into a heatsink, it removes the ability to move the lower body however it allows the weapons to opperate at maximum potential.

- 6 weight points:
Two shoulder mounted artillery pieces, whilst the word artillery is used they are very much the same as grenade launchers, the six barreled units placed on the shoulders of the Executioner bring their ammunition from the ammunition storage also, however not through an auto loading mechanism. They either use explosive or corrosive ammunition types, they are used simultaneously to provide a ''fire storm'' or ''corrosion storm'' effect.

Additional Notes:
The frame is actually quite well armored, however the armors actuall appearence and it's actually weight, density and protective power are far from different, the armor itself appears to be like any other medium level armor, however the armors weight, it's density and it's weapon supression power are incredible, and it also makes the Executioner unable to walk at quicker speeds then 15km/h, any normal pilot would become insane, however Sigismund is patient, and it is the reason why he is able to stand the incredibly slow movement speed of this titan.

The camouflage cloth which nearly encompasses the entire machine is imbedded with radar supressing fibers, this makes the stealth function more viable and less possible to end up killing Sigismund, especially with his agility disadvantages. The only way possible to spot the Executioner is with the eye itself, however the only way you'd spot him from far away would be if you saw his iconic 'Devil Eye' eye sensors staring at you, and as you'd figure, that'd be quite the hectic situation, however if he sees you and let's you see him he won't kill you, because he'd already recieved the chance to.

Even with the twin-reactor configuration of the Executioner power consumption is still an incredible issue, that is the exact reason that Sigismund turns off the second reactor when in combat and turns off the first when wandering the wasteland. He cannot shoot and walk at the same time, because it would overpower his reactors capabilities, even when they were as high-end as they are.

Past Encounter:
An Ethus exchange performed in the early days of the Wandering Demons existance would burn Sigismunds legend into the sand of the wasteland for a long time. Far out in the wasteland terrain, 7km from any type of hilly terrain, there was a gathering of seven machines, between the two groups were two transport trucks filled with supplies. Thirteen humans surrounded the truck, both from the two groups, the left truck was filled with Ethus and the other was filled with weaponry and ammunition. Unbeknownst to the two groups was that 7km~ away there was a patient and silent watcher. Suddenly, within the window of 15 minutes beyond the point of exchange the two had exchanged vehicles and started to group together with eachother, then, suddenly the soaring shouts of grenades flying through the air came from above them, without any time to react almost the entire gathering was on fire and the mechs were in disarray, unorganized and surprised they fell one after one like dominos. Suddenly three more mechs come across the horizon in the distance 15km away, they would've ambushed the other party. ''I sentence you to death, unprideful behaviour in an honorable exchange, first degree sentance.'' Sigismund stated to no one in particular. The Vanquisher of the Sane fired it's fifth shot piercing through two mechs at the same time, the third one managing to avoid the impact and witnessed the metal rod burry itself in the ground behind his two destroyed allies. Without much questioning everyone retreated, the Ethus had managed to remain untouched, Sigismund also ended the engagement with six further kills to carve into the wall of the cockpit.

Machines(Mechs, Mecha, and Powered Armor Oh My!)

I've got a couple of questions.

Iron Demons (The Mecha RP)

If I will make a character it will be more of a villain

Iron Demons (The Mecha RP)

Is this still open for further interest?

Born of Conflict(Post-WW3 NRP)

It was a day at the top of the season, mild weather and mild warmth, not too hot and not too cold, it was basically: A beautiful day. Inside the confines of a towering palace reaching far beyond the skies, it's architecture much similar to that of a cathedral however made on a towering scale beyond just that. It stood like a titan amongst ants and ontop of this grand structure sit's an eagle, an iron eagle twice the size of a double decker bus. It's wings spread, it observed the city of Thrones Keep, the Holy Scandinavian Empire's crown jewel, the capital. Made in an old roman fashion however mixed with the modern capabilities, it is also the home of the Emperor, Sigis Keep, the Imperial Palace, the seat of the Emperor.

Inside the behemoth of a structure, in the most inner halls below the ground is a beautifully constructed hall, in the very center is the Eagles Throne, the seat of the Emperor. The hall could encompass a million people at the same time, if not more and it was nearly barren, the only people in here were the Emperor himself and the Royal Guard, the best equiped and the most prestigious position in the entire empire. Six hundred and sixty six royal guardsmen would be present around this hall at any times, the reason is unknown and the Emperor himself is quite secretive, much like his own empire. On the ground, around the throne is a pentagram like symbol, it's center is the very throne. Suddenly a priest marched in, rather awkwardly and in obvious notice of the Emperor himself. ''My lord...'' He spoke, walking with small, quick steps towards the edge of the throne. ''The ceremony is about to begin..'' The priest continued, and with the priest's voice acting like a reminder Sigismund rose out of his throne, clad in the greatest robes and clothes that one could imagine, he looked godly, divine in the attire of which he was clad in. ''And so it shall begin...'' Emperor Sigismund spoke, his voice echoing the halls, and now, fully standing his lenght showed more then ever, towering above the little priest, it must've been quite the sight.

Sigismund walked casually through the endless halls of Sigis Keep, he walked as if he knew the imperial behemoth from in and out. Within ten minutes of wandering hall after hall, endless corridor after endless corridor he'd arrived at a large gate which in turn would lead to the balcony before the Parade street. When the gates opened and Sigismund walked into the sight of the millions before him endless cheers arose from the people. He reached out his arms as if he held the world within his embrace, they continued without end, to cheer and to scream of joy.

''Citizen of this glorious empire! People all over the realms of man! I greet you now!'' Sigismund spoke, his voice was picked up by the microphone next to him, the sound was played all around Thrones Keep, no one could possibly miss it. The cheering intensified and on the road itself the 1st Legion took it's notice, standing tall, 10000 warriors clad in Preatorian Armor, the newest upgrade from the Crusader armor pattern. Behind these legionaries were the 1st armor collum of the 1st legion and infront of them all was Executioner Uldrid. ''My time on this earth has now come to it's 27th year and as young I am, I have still brought you much to gain and live with, our times as an Empire are ten times greater then the days during our independence, United we shall grab glory and honor and feast upon them, bathing us in our feast!''

The speech went on for hours, the Emperor's voice ever youthful and un-touched by fatigue or tiredness. With the ending of his speech he declared. ''Together we stand tall, United we fall. The Empire shall span a thousand centuries and a hundred more, we are capable, we will survive!'' With that he waved to the public and quickly walked into the confines of his personal fortress, not to be seen again except for special occations. Recruiters for the 2nd to 20th legions now made their way to the front of the gathering. Uldrid yelled out. ''Anyone willing to serve the Emperor even in combat, gather before the legion recruiters before you! Form a line, don't disrupt order nor break the rules or law!'' He then, together with his legion marched to the First Legion's military fortress at the edge of Thrones Keep. As if on command hundreds gathered before every recruiter, and so it remained untill late at night, even.


In the middle of a snow storm a gathering of white coated, yet lightly armored individuals stood, luckily within the confines of a wind shelter safe from the snow and wind, they lit their smokes and smoked together, all whilst discussing complex robotronics and railgun technologies and theories. When they were completely finished they all went in, using a finger scanning lock the iron door opened and revealed an entire science complex, royal guard units were scattered around the complex keeping order and remaining a controlling pressence, it was made sure that this was an important and secrete scientifical location. ''Stand still.'' A royal guard spoke to one of the scientists whom came right in from his smoke break. ''What is it now, Sigvar?'' The scientist spoke, the royal guard in turn raised his weapon to the torso of the scientist, the lightly armored chest piece would not protect against this state of the art rifle which the Royal Guardsman held with his hands.

The face of the scientist brightened up. ''I don't remember your face in this complex, you're not on the arrival list, WHO. Are you?'' The soldier said, not a single stutter in his voice, he ment buisness and the scientist was apparently unable to present it. ''I... You must've rea-'' He royal guardsman interrupted him, and the two scientists next to the man had long since walked along, not willing, nor wishing to act in defence or against the scientist. ''I know the list inside out.. You will come with me.'' He royal guard said, grabbing a destructive grip around the mans arm. The scientist tried to struggle against the soldiers brute grip of both iron and muscle.

The royal guard dragged the man through the entire complex, people gave foul looks to the scientist and once at the destination, the prison wing of the science complex the soldier threw the man into one of the cells. A few minutes passed and suddenly the soldier came out, small blood stains on the foot print from his armored boots. ''He was a rebel..'' The man told the Prison wing guard who nodded in return, they then parted ways and everything went on as if normal.

Born of Conflict(Post-WW3 NRP)

Actually, my excuses, after reading up I discovered that Greenland is 14x smaller then Africa, apparently.

Born of Conflict(Post-WW3 NRP)

That is very true, my friend.
There are two cities on greenland as of the current time, However Sigismund plans to make Greenland into a ''vacation'' like place.