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Loki's Roleplay Search~ [casual to advanced | m/f | male characters requested!]

Just finished unlimited blade works. Yes please!

Lets see if we can come up with something (always open)

La bump. Still taking 1 more!

Lets see if we can come up with something (always open)

also, totally willing to run with multiple people, just shoot me a PM! I'm going to take probably two, so there's likely one covered and a second spot still in the air!

Lets see if we can come up with something (always open)

sure! shoot me your character details in a PM :)

Lets see if we can come up with something (always open)

UPDATES! NEW CHARACTERS! YAAAAY!

How I tend to do these things is to list my characters with a short synopsis of who they are and what type of universes they fit well into, so I'll just do that here! If you'd like a full CS of any of these characters, please ask me in a PM!

Before we go into that, a few basic ground rules...
1) you must be 18. Not because ERP is a requirement, but because I have a habit of being graphically detailed with most things. This extends to violence. Armand for example, in one fight, killed a person so hard they were picking chunks of spine from a nearby forest, but not before that spine went through stained glass window...but after the person owning the spine was cut clean in half. later that person was incinerated in a lightning blast. They deserved it.

2) character development is a must! Thats the entire point of this sort of thing, so develop your characters!!

3) u cahnt tipe liek a returd
paragraph-ish is an acceptable length. go long if you like!

Character list!

Males

Gai, the scythe; human; 26 YO; 6 Foot even, athletic build.

Gai

Gai was abandoned by his tribe at a young age, because he survived a ritual that should have killed him. The ritual technically succeeded, (he cast a spell that wiped out an army) but because he was the first to ever live after the casting, he was thought cursed and cast out. Gai was taken in by a group of shape shifters that had originally given humans magic, but were now disgusted by the uses they found for it, promptly eradicating his warlike tribe. Gai vowed to never practice 'Redway' magic ever again, and took up a form of wind manipulation magic that allowed him to cast lightning, among a few other tricks. Gai is his acquired name. If he ever runs into his sister in our RP, she will reveal his real name
His personality is one of joking insults and an inability to take things seriously outside of conflict. He tends to be somewhat rude as well, and his sheer level of power leaves him with little regard for human life.

I don't get to run him very often, mostly because I don't like playing overpowered characters. Originally he was made for an RP that had more to do with fucking with his head, so the fact that he was so strong didn't make much of a difference. If you do want to run with him, keep in mind that the conflict involved probably needs to be emotional/unsolvable by violence to prevent him from just blowing his issues to hell.

Armand Dupont; Kite; 30 YO; 5 foot 9, slim build.

Armand

Armand is one of the lead instructors at a magic based, demon slaying academy. The idea with him is to take a student, with or without romantic interest, and teach them how to hunt various super natural monsters on the path to killing the thing that's making them appear.
His personality leaves him generally relaxed and accepting, but he has little in the way of a sense of humor.

Roland; Human(sorta); 38 YO; 6 foot 2; heavy athletic build

Roland

Roland leads a force of advanced beings from another plant that have crash landed on earth. Their own race looks near identical to humans, with a few physiological differences under the hood. They take advantage of this fact to hide from a hostile alien force that followed them from their ruined homeworld, to earth, and now wage open war in the streets whenever they can. Roland fears for his people, and will stop at literally nothing to ensure the survival of his people. To stress this point, Roland ordered their capital ship to open fire on the enemy ship that was pursuing them, despite a human shuttle being in the crossfire. This action nearly killed those on board, but it bought them enough time to crash land their ship on earth, under retaliatory fire.
His personality is one of little leniency. He has a mission, and he knows all too well what's at stake; the future of his entire race.

Mitsuwa Merinis; Neko; 17 YO; 3 foot; small build, only 50-60 pounds.

Mitsuwa

Mits, as most call him, is a street urchin. He makes his way by stealing, breaking in to places, and generally being a nuisance to modern society. In his universe, his kind are given basically the same rights as a house cat, meaning that if he were to be caught destroying property, he can be shot with no repercussions to the shooter. If he harms someone, he will be captured and put down. If someone catches him, he can be forced to serve them as if he were their pet. Despite his situation, Mits remains an active thief, and a highly lethal individual to try and capture. He employs his claws and teeth both to mercilessly maul aggressors, and is absolutely always on his toes. In some settings he's older, and more tame. in others, he is younger and even more wired. 15-19 is his age range.
Personality: Mits tends to prefer to cuddle or otherwise relax with a friend or loved one, but this can change very rapidly if someone starts aggressing. He holds absolutely no bars, ever, for anyone. He has killed people in defence of friends, nearly killed one in defence of himself, attempted to shoot a friend that put a loved one in harms way...the list goes on. On the other hand, for human owners for example, he will happily cook and tend to the house, perfectly content with the fact that he no longer has to put himself in deadly situations just to keep fed. Around friends, he is kind, loving, and loyal to a fault. He will absolutely never betray those that put their trust in him
Mits is by far my favorite character, showing the most development, and the widest range of character traits and flaws. He is NOT just another neko fetish character. (i actually made him for the express purpose of proving that what would generally be seen as a fetish character can instead be something with a deep personality, and interesting to have around. He is exactly that.)

Innis Malla;14 YO; 5 Foot; Average build for his age.

Innis Malla

Innis Is the son of a pair of musicians that haven't reached mainstream culture, but still earn enough to live quite comfortably. While not outstandingly talented himself, His parents have been giving him extensive voice training, and have allowed him to make an appearance in a few of their singles as harmony. When not behind a mic, Innis can be found manning the soundboard and occasionally keyboard while his parents perform. Innis's home is among the larger ones in his rural town, with two stories, bright white paint, plenty of land, and a sound insulated recording studio in the basement.

The family has lived in their current town for about a year now. The family moved into the countryside for the freedom and atmosphere it provided, as well as keeping their instrumental practice away from complaining neighbors.
At first his parents homeschooled him, but eventually relented to the boy's need to be social, and unleashed the hyperactive child on the local school system.

Innis is eternally cheerful, a bit flighty, and nearly always smiling. His early exposure to music production translates directly into a joy for song and dance, and he prefers the electronic heavy style of his parents. He has a tendency to daydream, causing some of his school work to suffer, but he does decent enough. His parents are in their mid 30's.

Females

Ava Mazet; human; 18 YO; 5 foot 5; slim but toned build

Ava

Ava is an inexperienced assassin. Most of the time, due to her lack of experience, she is assigned to tag along with another person to learn the ropes. This is a somewhat new character, so development is sparse as far as her history.
Personality: Ava is loud and excited around people she knows, quiet and passive around those she doesn't. She gets sick in moving vehicles, and due to her attire (a red and black tunic complete with a sword) she doesn't like to be around 'normal' people. Due to this, and the fact that she is indeed an assassin, she tends to get around mostly at night, on roof tops. With that being said, she has various normal friends that she thinks she's fooled into believing she's just a normal girl, but most of them actually do know what she is.

Cybele Petit; human; 28 YO; 5 foot 8; heavily toned body.

Cybele

Cybele lives and works in space in her family's salvage flotilla. Currently as per tradition, she is away from the fleet in search of a man to bring home. This proved to be incredibly difficult to accomplish, however, due to the fact that she is borderline psychotic. she's unusually violent and calloused to death and gore, more than willing to initiate violence, and generally couldnt give a damn less about people that don't bear her fleets mark. She carries a temper parallelled by none, that can only be calmed by equally hurtful responses to her verbal outlashes...unless she doesn't want that, in which case it will prompt her to fly into a violent rage.
Though this isn't entirely fair to the character. She has become this way increasingly as her frustrations mount. She's started to view herself as a failure, especially after her fiance bombed her wedding. Poor girl has had a hard run...

General idea is that she comes from a salvage flotilla that operates independently of any nation of governing body. The people that run the 5 ship group are all related due to the function of their genetic mods, which prompts a unique tradition. The females (as its a matriarchal society) are given the option to depart the fleet around 16-17 and try to find a lifelong mate. This allows safe reproduction, and eliminates the threat of inbreeding, which is expressly forbidden, and punishable by airlock into the void.
another common practice is for the women of the fleet to stage 'siren ops', where they basically flood a friendly ship with their own crew and attempt to seduce the friendly crew, and convince them to defect. Naturally, this can be a point of contention with allies to the Petit Floatilla

There have been some modifications to their genes at the outset to cause some traits to be dominant, all but forcing them to show up in offspring. These include blue hair (their 'fleet mark'), resistance to genetic defects (many genes modded to achieve this) a tendency to have light but lean muscle, above average intelligence, and limited physical height, keeping them inside the range their fleet's facilities are spec'd for (roughly 5 foot tall). There are of course some outliers, depending on the ship's genetic set.
The backlash is a shortened life span of around 60 years, and depending on the ship, other traits ranging from dependency on regiment, to unusual willingness to commit violence. Cybele has the latter, as she was part of a ship called "luminosity" which is their main battle ship. it's responsible for the housing of the vast majority of their combat personnel, and alone contributes a third of the 5 ship fleet's raw firepower. Cybele was a door kicker, responsible for securing salvage targets prior to the infiltration of data teams, and guarding the ship during the stripping process.

OR!

If you feel like doing a harem or something of the like, cybele's kind have a 10:1 birth rate favoring females, and I have several basic personalities made for the other members of the strike force Cybele ran when she was on Luminosity. If that seems like something you want to do, I can simply assume Cybele declined the chance to leave to find a mate, and have the fleet rescue your character (or some other way of meeting, rescue is common though.).

Tomika Marias; Human; 17 YO; 5 foot 5; slim body.

Tomika

Tomika was born to a poor family. Her mother was forced, after Tomika's birth, to divorce her abusive husband to protect her child. a restraining order was filed, and the family moved away, where her mother found and married a man not even a year later, gaining a new little sister, Tamber, in the process. The love proved to be a lasting one, however, and the family was well off. Tomika attended a religious female only school during this time, until a massive deposit of natural gas was discovered under the husbands inherited land. The family was suddenly rich upon selling the land, and quickly moved to california, where they enrolled their daughters in the most expensive private school available.
Tomika now spends her time trying to learn how to use all the new gadgets she never had access to before now, practicing her life's ambition, fencing, and acting super awkward around boys her age.
Personality: Tomika is upbeat and fun to be around. She enjoys loud, heavy music, and frequently blasts her roommates awake with it. Her living space is often a pulsating deathtrap of whirling chaos. Her attire doesn't reflect this, however, and she tends to dress well; usually covering herself much more than other girls her age.

She also has a sister, who I would be willing to play. Basically she is the less favored, younger, red headed step child who's rebellious nature causes tons of trouble for the family. she attends the same school as Tomika, and is a common sight as a side character in RPs where I main Tomika (and vice versa)

Raven; Human; 21 YO; 5 foot; slim, athletic build

Raven

Jet black hair, pale smooth skin, and dressed to her apparent love for the color green, complemented with a simple red cap. In the field, she sports her typical green with her skirt swapped out for a pair of heavy nylon protective pants, and black combat boots, to protect her soft skin from flora. On her rather spacious ship, her gear gives way to a simple set of white and grey pajamas. Her clothing varies in social settings, but it's common to see her in a striking neon green skirt and matching top. The skirt is rather short, but this setup isn't the most revealing thing she can be found in, only the most common.

Her hair stays up almost without exception. She has a pair of buns wrapped in green fabric, which is complimented by matching streamers that reach down to her shoulders. Her hair is dark as tar, yet healthily reflective.

She stands at an even 5 foot, with a slim, athletic build. It seems that her pristine skin is a result of extensive personal care, rather than an unwillingness to get her hands dirty. Looking close enough, one could possibly notice a variety of thin, short scars marking much of her body, but the pale scar tissue is exceedingly difficult to see on her own very pale skin. Probably an intentional thing.

Raven was born and raised on an earth military installation to a pair of soldiers. Her home life consisted largely of having to tend to their apartment's upkeep herself, to include cooking, and cleaning of the house as well as most of the families cloths. Initially she despised her workload, as any child would, but as she aged it became a thing of habit and routine. Eventually she would even begin stripping and cleaning weapons, and received her own lime green hand gun shortly after. One of her few personal belongings. Her home, which was living off of the wages of enlisted soldiers, had few frills and methods of entertainment. She was fortunate enough to have internet access in her home, however, due to the requirement that her family be able to access military internet services.

In her spare time, she set off from her apartment to learn from a doctor who was working in the medical bay down the hall from her. She became able to stop bloodloss, provide excellent first responder care, short term medical treatment, and even learned some very basic surgical techniques.

Raven intends to join the military, either as a medic, or as an officer. This means that she can be run in a school setting, where she tries to obtain a degree so she can join as an officer, or simply as a front line combat medic. More tame settings can be used too, of course. She's rather versatile.

If any of these characters interest you, drop me a line or post here, and we'll figure out a setting and get the ball rolling!

Caelbury Academy [Version 2]

Still kicking. In the middle of a move. UK > Alabama :p

Caelbury Academy [Version 2]

RPing in a dozen other places, the usual :p

Caelbury Academy [Version 2]

ARE YOU READY!?
The growly, hard voice shouted the question over Tomika's dual sub-woofer stereo, then quickly filled the room with a the rough, exciting rumble of electric guitars. The base vibrated the fabric on her long night cloths, which consisted of a pair of thin red cotton pants and a plain white bra. She stood there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of the deep reaching noise blasting through her, and no doubt, into her neighbors room as well. It wasn't something that even crossed her mind though, she was used to the thick stone walls of her previous school, built to insulate the rooms from the loud noises of the services occurring down the hall. With her playlist established, she turned to start getting ready.

With a groan, Arietta curled up deeply into her blankets, pressing her pillow tightly against her head. Even with ear plugs it would've been no use. She could feel the base pounding within her, almost like a miniature earthquake. Finally, with a groan, Arietta sat up in her bed and rubbed her temples. The music was giving her a headache. As a recording artist, she was used to the loud instrumental music that blasted behind her as her own voice was amplified by a microphone. She was used to the cacophony of fan's voices screaming at her in approval.

This was something totally different.

After she smoothed down her messy hair, Arietta made her way over to the living room to get herself some breakfast. She grimaced as she realized that the music would probably sound even louder in there.

Tomika sang loudly along with the metal, basically kicking in the door to the living room. Her antics took her roughly to the center of the living room, now wearing a skirt in place of her night pants, as she loudly moved all sorts of things in search of her socks.
"God thinks we will never see the light, who wants to see?
God told me, I've already got the life, oh I see..."
She screamed the lyrics in an excited, almost shrill, and certainly off pitch voice. In all reality, it was pretty god damned awful, and even now she seemed totally oblivious to her room mate who had entered the room only moments before her.
When she finally did notice, several things came to her attention all at once.
she was being a loud obnoxious fucker, she was only dressed from the waste down, and she had still not located her socks.
As the last thought lingered in her mind, she peered across the room in morbid embarrassment. She didn't even know who this person was, having only moved in the day before.

Arietta cringed visibly. She was blessed with the gift of having perfect pitch, and the obviously off-key singing to the music was physically painful for her to hear. How was it possibly to be off by that much? If this was how every morning was going to begin, Arietta didn't know if she would survive.

She didn't notice Tomika looking at her due to the nauseous feeling that the music had caused. Arietta didn't feel like eating at the moment, but she knew that she needed to, especially on the first day of school. Slinking over to the fridge, she grabbed a carton of milk to eat some cereal with.

Tomika watched the new person ignore her entirely, and wander off into the kitchen. She gave a slight shrug and knocked the couch over onto it back with a kick, "AH!" she excitedly scooped up her socks, threw them on, and chased Arietta into the kitchen. She had to yell at her to be heard over the music.
"ARE YOU MAKING BREAKFAST? MAYBE PANCAKES?!"
Then, somewhat disappointed, watched her gather the things she would need for a simple cereal. She wasn't in the least put off by this turn of events, and instead reached for her own bowl, and dropping it on the counter where she assumed her room mate would be making her own.
Leaning back on the counter, Tomika pulled a little remote from the elastic of her skirt, and punched a button. The music instantly stopped, leaving a deafening sound vacuum for the two to contend with.
"Oh ah, I'm Tomika by the way."

Arietta jumped in surprise as her roommate charged towards her, nearly dropping the box of cereal. Thankfully, she managed to retain her grip on it. Cereal is a pain to clean up. Shaking some cereal into her bowl, she turned and offered the other girl the box.

When the music was turned off, Arietta visibly relaxed as she let out a soft sigh. With a small smile, she murmured, "I'm Arietta." The silence, though sudden was a lot more comfortable than before--but she could still swear she felt the base.

Tomika calmly took the box and started pouring out a generous ration of fruit loops for herself. Just the act of turning off the music seemed to have taken her down several notches. She calmly moved to the table, gathering a pair of spoons on the way, and sat in one of the metal chairs, muttering something about it being cold on her bare back. "Arietta, interesting name. Is it french?"

"My last name is Rosetti if that's any indication. It's Italian." Arietta replied rubbing her temples once again. She looked up for the first time and saw her roommate for the first time, and immediately blushed.

"Er.... You could always wear a top if the chair is too cold..." She remarked awkwardly, looking away.

Tomika slowly stood and exited the area. She had assumed when nothing was said in the living room, that was more or less a free pass. nope.
She passed through the annihilated living room, and on into her own. She quickly threw her top on, and looked around for anything else she may need. Giving a slight shrug, she collected her phone and shoes, and moved back into the kitchen, tossing them down on the tile floor.
"I ah...sorry about that. Do you know what we're supposed to be doing today by any chance? i got on campus a little late."

Arietta slowly carried spoonfuls of cereal to her mouth as Tomika got dressed. It's been a while since she has been in America... Was this how people did things nowadays? If so, she's been in Europe for way too long. Standing up, she quickly proceeded to wash the bowl and the spoon.

When Tomika came back, Arietta gave her a wry grin. "I dunno, not destroy the living room? Hold on." Arietta retreated to her room, quickly changed into her uniform and returned with a piece of paper in her hand. "Let's see... We're supposed to be in the auditorium in about thirty minutes, then go to our homeroom."

Tomika glanced past her and into the living room, most of the furniture was upturned or moved several feet. An interesting way to start the morning, if nothing else. she tapped the spoon on her chin as Arietta informed her of the early morning meet. "where's that at? are we going to be late?" She started quickly shoveling down her lucky charms in anticipation of her Arietta's answer.

"As long as we don't take too long and leave in twenty minutes to make sure we give ourselves enough time, we should be fine." Arietta shrugged as her phone buzzed. Glancing over at the screen, she saw that it was just her manager informing her that a schedule had been emailed to her.

Ugh. Too many schedules. So many timely restrictions.

She offered a reassuring smile to Tomika, even though she wanted to sigh and crawl back into bed. "Don't choke, we'll be fine."

Tomika tossed her bowl and spoon into the sink, put the box of cheerios away, and rummaged through the fridge for a moment before extracting a little pouch of sunny-D.
She stabbed the straw through the little plastic circle, and wandered over to Arietta, "so you've been going to this school for a while then huh?"

Arietta shook her head as she slipped her phone into her pocket. "Nope, this is my first year here. I was in Germany until last week, actually. I just managed to work off the jet lag."

Tomika slowly nodded, thinking a bit. "So you're German, with an Italian name." She seemed to say this to no one in particular, however.
"I guess we should go then?"

"Nah, I'm just an American of Italian descent. I'm not German at all. I was just in Europe for a few years on tour and opera-studying purposes." Arietta replied as she retrieved her school supplies. "Let's go."

Tomika quickly threw on her shoes, and scooped up her bag on her way out the door, following Arietta out and through the halls.

For Tomika, the next hour or so was a sleepy eyed blur. She pressed through tons of people, losing Arietta at some point, and then finally locating the assembly by following the crowd. Once there, she found a random seat, stuffed her bag under her chair, and sucked her pouch of Capri-Sun dry, staring off into space as people took their turn telling her about stuff. Before she knew it, people were standing and shuffling out. She hoped thy didn't actually say anything important, because she hadn't heard a word of it.
The next few moments were fairly similar to the rest of her school experiences. Find the locker you were assigned, decide how often you planned to visit your locker VS how many books you wanted to carry, glance over several peoples shoulders as they read their schedule due to her already having lost hers, discern her home room from said glancing, and again press through hordes of people as she made her way to her home room.
once there, she gave a quick glance around the fairly full room, wandered to the back, and sat one chair up from the back from, two chairs to the right from center. she dropped her bag on the ground next to her left foot, and got comfortable.

Caelbury Academy [Version 2]

Yes but I can't really use it at work. I've skimmed over it though.

Caelbury Academy [Version 2]

I was planning to do that :p