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My Name is Shadow Daedalus, but I will accept pretty much any diminutive form you can come up with. I am active in the GMT Timezone, and I mention this to help coordinate posting times with others.

I like to RP things with fighting and grit, but chilled out RPs are good too. I'm a little out of practice, so my writing style falls anywhere between Low-Casual and High-Casual.

Wide range of tastes, like Sci-fi, Modern, Fantasy and Historical. This also includes a diverse range of Fandom content, especially Games and Anime.

I don't usually play more that three characters at a time, and I'm more comfortable as a male character, but I might try to expand more in the future, you'll have to wait and see...

Not very interesting, so feel free to ask me questions :D

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As the palace attendants began to lead them away, Venator's eyes caught those of his adoptive father and offered him a final, solemn nod as he smiled under his scarf. He turned to follow, hanging back from the group like a shadow. He watched as the Knight of Light boarded the wagon, only to sharply whistle and a timber wolf to burst through the crowd. It's sudden appearance made the both the Knight of Air and Spirit weary, but Venator could see that the canine was tamed. The way it bounded through a crowded city plaza as opposed to stalked cautiously like a creature in enemy territory was a clear give away in that regard.

As the Knight of Air's bird reappeared, the ghostly raven tilted its head curiously, drawing Venator's attention for a moment before the Knights of Light and Air identified themselves respectively and his gaze returned to the gathered Knights as they boarded the wagon. As the Knight of Spirit introduced himself, the noble identity was cemented in Venator's mind and his eyes narrowed into a brief but sharp glare that he had to forcibly dispel, his past history with nobility reverberating in his mind. His glare returned alongside a raised eyebrow as the Knight of Arcane Spirit introduced herself also, his mind also pegging her as a Noble of some kind, although he didn't recognise her.

As she climbed into the Wagon, Venator followed without a word and took an open seat on the right hand side, across from the two nobles. Adjusting the scarf over his face, he offered no introduction and instead opted to close his eyes and remain quiet, suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable about the whole ordeal. The raven hopped from his shoulder to flap its wings a few times before perching on one of the wagon posts behind Venator, watching its surrounds vigilantly.
@Keyblade87 I wasn't sure how old we were supposed to be so I picked between 19 and 24.
@Venku You're up, lad. ICs ready and waiting
This seems very interesting. A few questions though:

I'm guessing when you say AI you mean like Geth/Cylon/Cortana level intelligence, and not things like guidance computers or other low-level AI like system regulators? I can't imagine anyone seeing a futuristic version of Siri as a threat.

Also, What about Deus-Ex or Syndicate style Augments? Being able to mentally interface with computerised systems etc.

Lastly, how to things like firearms work? I imagine things like gunpowder ballistics are obsolete so is thorough Electromagnetic Induction, Laser/Plasma technology, chemical reactions?
Ah well, C'est la vie
Venator stood amongst the shadows nearer the back of the crowd, a place he felt most at ease during gatherings like this, his ebony black scarf loose around his neck but close enough to calm his nerves. His eyes drifted across the sea of heads, drawn to the occasional splash of colour amongst monotonous blacks and brunettes before turning to the side, to fall on the man standing by his side. The man was taller and broader than himself, with muddy brown hair and bluish green eyes. The armour cladding his body and the greatsword on his back marked him as a knight, the flecks of grey in his hair and his rigid posture betraying his years, yet the first thing Venator saw wasn't the veteran knight, but the man who had raised him for the past 12 years. The older man noticed his gaze and gave him a wide smile before jerking his back to the stage, Venator returning a small smile and turning his attention back to the raised podium. This was important for the older man, so the least Venator could do was see it through.

As the first scroll was called, the first thing the black-haired knight remarked was that the chosen Knight of Light was young. Too young, in his opinion, and his father agreed, judging on his tightened expression. Despite this, his appointment met no opposition and the next scroll was quickly unsealed. The Knight of Spirit, Telius, was definitely more suited to his position but the way he carried himself, like a noble, left a bad taste in Venator's mouth. The third knight, however, caught his attention more than the other two.

Arcane Spirit was a previously unheard of element, which was unusual enough, but the Knight the scroll had chosen was even more so. A bow-wielding woman stepped onto the stage, but her movements were of noble grace diluted by something, as if absent for a time.

The Knights of Fire and Earth were familiar names to Venator, even though he had never met either in person. The Shulz Family was deeply respected in his home village and many young men had left to serve under Lord Aldebrand, Venator too considered it but remained by his adoptive father as wandering free-lance knights. His travels had afforded him many stories, many about the 'Peasant Demons' formerly lead by the very same man taking his place underneath the banner of Earth. The Knight of Fire, however, was more of a Mystery. All he could recall of the cloaked and hooded woman was that was Aldebrand's daughter, but little else. As he looked closer at the pair, however, he saw a glimpse of the interaction they shared, and his curiosity grew as he wondered about what was going on between them...

His train of thought was lost as he, like many of the crowd, was surprised by the sudden and dramatic entrance of the Knight of Wind, although his reaction was limited to the raising of an eyebrow and slight jerk of his head. He was quick to gather her as a huntress, given her weapons of choice, but her brazen entrance seemed incongruous with the low-profile that they require. Shaking his head lightly, he spared a glance at his adoptive father, his expression equally bemused, before waiting for the opening of the next scroll.

The Knight of Metal seemed much like his namesake, sturdy and reliable, although he seemed to be at least a decade older than most of the other Knights, and at least twice the age of the boy standing under the banner of Light. His weapon was possibly the most fitting of all the present knights, a quarterstaff made of solid metal, although he couldn't identify which type. Shifting his weight off one foot and leaning against the shadowy wall, he made to take a long breath only for him to freeze up as he heard the next name to be called.

"Venator Nylis, You have been chosen as the next Knight of Darkness!" His eyes, which had been gently closed snapped open and locked quickly onto the announcer as he pushed himself off the wall. A gentle jab in the ribs got his attention and he turned to look as his father's grinning face.

"Go. They're waiting for you, Lad."

Giving the man a short hug and a small smile in return, Venator pulled the scarf up over his mouth and nose as he broke from the shadows, gliding through the crowd like a shadowy blade. As he reached the announcer, he wordlessly accepted the scroll and took his place under the black banner of his own element.

"May your shadows keep that close to you safe from harm." Before he could contemplate the meaning of the words, a fluttering sound caught his attention and he looked up to see a black shape fly low over the crowd. For a reason he couldn't understand, he felt compelled to extend his hand, and when he did so, the black shape flew straight towards him, forming into a shadowy black raven. The bird perched itself on his arm and cocked its head curiously, Venator smiling slightly under his scarf as it did so. It was the size of a normal raven, but shadows peeled and coiled off of its wings and tail like thick black smoke and its very presence felt... otherworldly, like a ghost or shade. Casting his arm out, the shade-like raven took to skies again, only to circle the podium and perch on his shoulder as if a trained bird.

Looking at the creature and then to the other Elemental Knights, Venator couldn't help but worry that something drastic was stepping across his path...
@Keyblade87 That's a matter of perspective. It's more the intent behind it that makes it good/evil. Besides, Blood is more synonymous with healing than any other element considering it can form clots to close wounds. It's not too big a deal, I was just playing with the idea of a sadistic knight but, Ironically, with a healer's role (inspired by Bloodborne, hence the blood) but None of the remaining elements really fit...
Do you reckon Blood is a separate element or would that come under Water? I have an idea for a second character if we can't enough players
@Suku Water and Fire are still open, I believe
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