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Wukong
As the mass slaughter began to take place, a single man emerged from the fighting. Quickly running up a building to avoid an incoming assailant, a figure clad in a hooded robe looked across the battlefield. Each of these men were as strong, if not stronger, than himself. The freedom fighters gathered were simply not enough, and only now did any one of them know it. Quickly looking across the rooftops, he spot an armored man, and an armed woman having a confrontation. The mysterious man also spotted a young man threatening what seemed to be the goons of a noble, who were standing near a woman in chains. He had a split moment to decide who to assist, as his attacker began to climb the building. It took all of a second, but the figure in a blur began to move across the rooftops, to fast for most, if any there to follow. With a small leap, his feet slammed into the ground, him flanking the man in plate-mail.
"Hey, buddy. Didn't your mother ever tell you, if a lady draws a blade on ya, she's not into you?" He asks, leaning on his staff, a simple walking stick with iron caps. He figured this man to be either related to the goons below, or perhaps some independent force, working along side them. Either way, the mysterious man knew that this woman was on his side. anyone willing to take a shot at a slave auctioneer was definitely his kind of person.
Alias: Wukong
True Name: Liam Leric-son.
Age: 20
Physical Description: Wukong is a human, but due to a magus, his former master, using change magic to cruelly punish Wukong, he know looks as this.
Important items:
One wooden staff, with the ends capped with iron as to make its strikes more weighty. It's enchanted to make it rather hard to break, or cut by normal means. Magic, however, is still able to harm it normally.
A large burlap sack, that he uses to carry his other belongings.
3 books, about old tales of the warriors of the old gods.
1 robe, complete with hood for when he needs to hide himself.
Short Bio: Wukong was born Liam, Leric-son, son to a slave named Leric, who was owned by a powerful mage, in the most eastern stretches of the territories controlled by the Reich des Goldenen Grahles. This magus was a cruel man, as he enjoyed testing his change magic out on his slaves, for to him, changing them was just like turning a fork to a knife, or turning a stone to a stick. Good practice, and nothing of value would be lost in him doing so.
This magus also owned a large number of books, of times before the goblet was thrown into the earth, back in the times of gods, and warriors. Liam having learned to read as to be able to bring this Magus the books he wanted, when he wanted, quickly found himself enamored with these stories. In his free time sneaking into the library when his master was gone, to read. One warrior he read about caught his attention most. Sun Wukong, a warrior of mayhem and mischief who defied even some of the gods. Such rebellion gave Liam hope, that one day even he could resist against his masters, as Wukong did his.
However, fate is cruel, and existence cares not for hope. At the age of 16, Liam was caught in the library by his master, after many years of reading. The Magus saw a drawing of the Monkey King, and smirked evilly. With a twist of his fingers, and evil intent, he shaped Liam's body like clay, turning him into the spitting image of the creature depicted in the drawing. He then turned a near by chair into a staff, tossing it to Liam, where he ordered Liam to preform tricks for him.
To many, this would of been crushing. To have your self changed, to be humiliated, to know that most likely, you'd never be yourself again, knowing that you would be trapped forever in a near monsterous form would crush most. However, to Liam, this was fate dealing him a kind hand. Liam was strong due to the heavy labor that his master put him under. His muscles honed, and his anger strong, Liam swung the staff with surprising speed. As the magus attempted to yell a spell, his neck was struck, and snapped by the wooden staff. The Magus was launched into a bookshelf by the force of the strike, and it then collapsed onto him. Along with the broken neck, this ended the Magus once and for all. On that day, Liam died too and from him arose a being from old. Leaving behind his old name, Liam took up the name of the old warrior. Sun Wukong now roams the land, a force of nature, seeking out evil and destroying it. He seeks to set all free, and to crush all who would enslave under his staff.
Hearing of the Iron Decree, Wukong sets his sights on Venedig as his next stop. Will Venedig grind the new monkey king under its heel, or would he be left standing, against its crushing force? Only time will tell.
Starting Faction: None.
Spell List: None.
Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional staff skills x2: Wukong is quite skilled with staves, using wooden ones to even dent, and shatter, metal equipment without the staves breaking.
Exceptional Speed x2: Wukong is quite speedy, able to run up buildings, and deflect arrows with his staff.
Exceptional Durabilityx2: Wukong is rather tough, being stuck with magical attack without being worn down to badly in the moment. However, many times, after battle is when the damage truly takes it toll.
True Name: Liam Leric-son.
Age: 20
Physical Description: Wukong is a human, but due to a magus, his former master, using change magic to cruelly punish Wukong, he know looks as this.
Important items:
One wooden staff, with the ends capped with iron as to make its strikes more weighty. It's enchanted to make it rather hard to break, or cut by normal means. Magic, however, is still able to harm it normally.
A large burlap sack, that he uses to carry his other belongings.
3 books, about old tales of the warriors of the old gods.
1 robe, complete with hood for when he needs to hide himself.
Short Bio: Wukong was born Liam, Leric-son, son to a slave named Leric, who was owned by a powerful mage, in the most eastern stretches of the territories controlled by the Reich des Goldenen Grahles. This magus was a cruel man, as he enjoyed testing his change magic out on his slaves, for to him, changing them was just like turning a fork to a knife, or turning a stone to a stick. Good practice, and nothing of value would be lost in him doing so.
This magus also owned a large number of books, of times before the goblet was thrown into the earth, back in the times of gods, and warriors. Liam having learned to read as to be able to bring this Magus the books he wanted, when he wanted, quickly found himself enamored with these stories. In his free time sneaking into the library when his master was gone, to read. One warrior he read about caught his attention most. Sun Wukong, a warrior of mayhem and mischief who defied even some of the gods. Such rebellion gave Liam hope, that one day even he could resist against his masters, as Wukong did his.
However, fate is cruel, and existence cares not for hope. At the age of 16, Liam was caught in the library by his master, after many years of reading. The Magus saw a drawing of the Monkey King, and smirked evilly. With a twist of his fingers, and evil intent, he shaped Liam's body like clay, turning him into the spitting image of the creature depicted in the drawing. He then turned a near by chair into a staff, tossing it to Liam, where he ordered Liam to preform tricks for him.
To many, this would of been crushing. To have your self changed, to be humiliated, to know that most likely, you'd never be yourself again, knowing that you would be trapped forever in a near monsterous form would crush most. However, to Liam, this was fate dealing him a kind hand. Liam was strong due to the heavy labor that his master put him under. His muscles honed, and his anger strong, Liam swung the staff with surprising speed. As the magus attempted to yell a spell, his neck was struck, and snapped by the wooden staff. The Magus was launched into a bookshelf by the force of the strike, and it then collapsed onto him. Along with the broken neck, this ended the Magus once and for all. On that day, Liam died too and from him arose a being from old. Leaving behind his old name, Liam took up the name of the old warrior. Sun Wukong now roams the land, a force of nature, seeking out evil and destroying it. He seeks to set all free, and to crush all who would enslave under his staff.
Hearing of the Iron Decree, Wukong sets his sights on Venedig as his next stop. Will Venedig grind the new monkey king under its heel, or would he be left standing, against its crushing force? Only time will tell.
Starting Faction: None.
Spell List: None.
Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional staff skills x2: Wukong is quite skilled with staves, using wooden ones to even dent, and shatter, metal equipment without the staves breaking.
Exceptional Speed x2: Wukong is quite speedy, able to run up buildings, and deflect arrows with his staff.
Exceptional Durabilityx2: Wukong is rather tough, being stuck with magical attack without being worn down to badly in the moment. However, many times, after battle is when the damage truly takes it toll.
@Letter Bee
Alias: Wukong
True Name: Liam Leric-son.
Age: 20
Physical Description: Wukong is a human, but due to a magus, his former master, using change magic to cruelly punish Wukong, he know looks as this.
Important items:
One wooden staff, with the ends capped with iron as to make its strikes more weighty. It's enchanted to make it rather hard to break, or cut by normal means. Magic, however, is still able to harm it normally.
A large burlap sack, that he uses to carry his other belongings.
3 books, about old tales of the warriors of the old gods.
1 robe, complete with hood for when he needs to hide himself.
Short Bio: Wukong was born Liam, Leric-son, son to a slave named Leric, who was owned by a powerful mage, in the most eastern stretches of the territories controlled by the Reich des Goldenen Grahles. This magus was a cruel man, as he enjoyed testing his change magic out on his slaves, for to him, changing them was just like turning a fork to a knife, or turning a stone to a stick. Good practice, and nothing of value would be lost in him doing so.
This magus also owned a large number of books, of times before the goblet was thrown into the earth, back in the times of gods, and warriors. Liam having learned to read as to be able to bring this Magus the books he wanted, when he wanted, quickly found himself enamored with these stories. In his free time sneaking into the library when his master was gone, to read. One warrior he read about caught his attention most. Sun Wukong, a warrior of mayhem and mischief who defied even some of the gods. Such rebellion gave Liam hope, that one day even he could resist against his masters, as Wukong did his.
However, fate is cruel, and existence cares not for hope. At the age of 16, Liam was caught in the library by his master, after many years of reading. The Magus saw a drawing of the Monkey King, and smirked evilly. With a twist of his fingers, and evil intent, he shaped Liam's body like clay, turning him into the spitting image of the creature depicted in the drawing. He then turned a near by chair into a staff, tossing it to Liam, where he ordered Liam to preform tricks for him.
To many, this would of been crushing. To have your self changed, to be humiliated, to know that most likely, you'd never be yourself again, knowing that you would be trapped forever in a near monsterous form would crush most. However, to Liam, this was fate dealing him a kind hand. Liam was strong due to the heavy labor that his master put him under. His muscles honed, and his anger strong, Liam swung the staff with surprising speed. As the magus attempted to yell a spell, his neck was struck, and snapped by the wooden staff. The Magus was launched into a bookshelf by the force of the strike, and it then collapsed onto him. Along with the broken neck, this ended the Magus once and for all. On that day, Liam died too and from him arose a being from old. Leaving behind his old name, Liam took up the name of the old warrior. Sun Wukong now roams the land, a force of nature, seeking out evil and destroying it. He seeks to set all free, and to crush all who would enslave under his staff.
Hearing of the Iron Decree, Wukong sets his sights on Venedig as his next stop. Will Venedig grind the new monkey king under its heel, or would he be left standing, against its crushing force? Only time will tell.
Starting Faction: None.
Spell List: None.
Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional staff skills x2: Wukong is quite skilled with staves, using wooden ones to even dent, and shatter, metal equipment without the staves breaking.
Exceptional Speed x2: Wukong is quite speedy, able to run up buildings, and deflect arrows with his staff.
Exceptional Durabilityx2: Wukong is rather tough, being stuck with magical attack without being worn down to badly in the moment. However, many times, after battle is when the damage truly takes it toll.
Alias: Wukong
True Name: Liam Leric-son.
Age: 20
Physical Description: Wukong is a human, but due to a magus, his former master, using change magic to cruelly punish Wukong, he know looks as this.
Important items:
One wooden staff, with the ends capped with iron as to make its strikes more weighty. It's enchanted to make it rather hard to break, or cut by normal means. Magic, however, is still able to harm it normally.
A large burlap sack, that he uses to carry his other belongings.
3 books, about old tales of the warriors of the old gods.
1 robe, complete with hood for when he needs to hide himself.
Short Bio: Wukong was born Liam, Leric-son, son to a slave named Leric, who was owned by a powerful mage, in the most eastern stretches of the territories controlled by the Reich des Goldenen Grahles. This magus was a cruel man, as he enjoyed testing his change magic out on his slaves, for to him, changing them was just like turning a fork to a knife, or turning a stone to a stick. Good practice, and nothing of value would be lost in him doing so.
This magus also owned a large number of books, of times before the goblet was thrown into the earth, back in the times of gods, and warriors. Liam having learned to read as to be able to bring this Magus the books he wanted, when he wanted, quickly found himself enamored with these stories. In his free time sneaking into the library when his master was gone, to read. One warrior he read about caught his attention most. Sun Wukong, a warrior of mayhem and mischief who defied even some of the gods. Such rebellion gave Liam hope, that one day even he could resist against his masters, as Wukong did his.
However, fate is cruel, and existence cares not for hope. At the age of 16, Liam was caught in the library by his master, after many years of reading. The Magus saw a drawing of the Monkey King, and smirked evilly. With a twist of his fingers, and evil intent, he shaped Liam's body like clay, turning him into the spitting image of the creature depicted in the drawing. He then turned a near by chair into a staff, tossing it to Liam, where he ordered Liam to preform tricks for him.
To many, this would of been crushing. To have your self changed, to be humiliated, to know that most likely, you'd never be yourself again, knowing that you would be trapped forever in a near monsterous form would crush most. However, to Liam, this was fate dealing him a kind hand. Liam was strong due to the heavy labor that his master put him under. His muscles honed, and his anger strong, Liam swung the staff with surprising speed. As the magus attempted to yell a spell, his neck was struck, and snapped by the wooden staff. The Magus was launched into a bookshelf by the force of the strike, and it then collapsed onto him. Along with the broken neck, this ended the Magus once and for all. On that day, Liam died too and from him arose a being from old. Leaving behind his old name, Liam took up the name of the old warrior. Sun Wukong now roams the land, a force of nature, seeking out evil and destroying it. He seeks to set all free, and to crush all who would enslave under his staff.
Hearing of the Iron Decree, Wukong sets his sights on Venedig as his next stop. Will Venedig grind the new monkey king under its heel, or would he be left standing, against its crushing force? Only time will tell.
Starting Faction: None.
Spell List: None.
Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional staff skills x2: Wukong is quite skilled with staves, using wooden ones to even dent, and shatter, metal equipment without the staves breaking.
Exceptional Speed x2: Wukong is quite speedy, able to run up buildings, and deflect arrows with his staff.
Exceptional Durabilityx2: Wukong is rather tough, being stuck with magical attack without being worn down to badly in the moment. However, many times, after battle is when the damage truly takes it toll.
@Letter Bee
I'm interested. Definitely out of my comfort zone, but, I'm gonna try to..err, avoid that stuff.
I'm interested. Definitely out of my comfort zone, but, I'm gonna try to..err, avoid that stuff.
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Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]
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8 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Hey guys, gonna drop from this. Been both sick, and other things lately.
@thewizardguy
I can necromance if I want to, I can bring this thread to life.
But if it's not a thread, if it's not a thread, then it's no thread of mine.
*Dances like a drunken, sick gorilla.*
I can necromance if I want to, I can bring this thread to life.
But if it's not a thread, if it's not a thread, then it's no thread of mine.
*Dances like a drunken, sick gorilla.*
@jeroukoo
As Lorek picked himself up from the dust he had found himself in, a long whistle could be heard. "Wow. You killed that big fella? Impressive. You gotta have a lot of power to pull something like that off." He says. Walking into Lorek's view, a spindly pale man, shaved head, grey shirt and cargo pants. "So, my little friend. You seem pretty strong....I think you're the one my boss wanted me to find. My name's Grunt. Nice to meetcha." He says, holding a hand out, to help Lorek up from the dust. He had narrow shoulders, and was tall enough he looked exceptionally thin for the average human. However, should Lorek take Grunt's hand, he could feel there's far more power in his muscles than one would guess, Grunt almost launching Lorek to his feet.
"If ya got any business to clear up here, I'd like for ya to speed it up. My boss hasn't got much time left, till something bad happens...so...move with gusto." He says, pulling out a cigarette from his left pocket. He quickly lights it up, pulling a dented zippo lighter from his right pocket.
As Lorek picked himself up from the dust he had found himself in, a long whistle could be heard. "Wow. You killed that big fella? Impressive. You gotta have a lot of power to pull something like that off." He says. Walking into Lorek's view, a spindly pale man, shaved head, grey shirt and cargo pants. "So, my little friend. You seem pretty strong....I think you're the one my boss wanted me to find. My name's Grunt. Nice to meetcha." He says, holding a hand out, to help Lorek up from the dust. He had narrow shoulders, and was tall enough he looked exceptionally thin for the average human. However, should Lorek take Grunt's hand, he could feel there's far more power in his muscles than one would guess, Grunt almost launching Lorek to his feet.
"If ya got any business to clear up here, I'd like for ya to speed it up. My boss hasn't got much time left, till something bad happens...so...move with gusto." He says, pulling out a cigarette from his left pocket. He quickly lights it up, pulling a dented zippo lighter from his right pocket.
@kishin asura @Masterkeun
"We'll see. I'll send one of my generals to help fortify your world. He's not very scary looking, but trust me when I say he's a hell of a fighter, and harder to put down than one would imagine." Oswald says to the Draconic Woman he was talking to. Of course, he felt deep down he'd need to sort out this evil later, but right now he had little time to bicker with her. There were lives to save, and little time to do so. He then turns to the woman in black, and the Demon God.
"As for you, no, you didn't. However you were the strongest we could find, someone who could, hopefully, help us unite your world, before it was drowned in its own blood. The necron won't be kind on anyone, especially aspects of madness and death..." Oswald says, hinting at Lord Death, no doubt. "I've looked into your world. Witches, reapers, demons, and more. They'll gut each and every one of them, as both sides will not go peacefully into the night. Not the witches, or the DWMA. I know you've had it rough, I can read your story like an open book. I know you may not hold to much love for those of your world, but if the Necron get a hold of it, you'll never have a safe place again. You're dangerous, to them, Asura. Dangerous to the Necron, to humans. To everyone, but I see a sliver, maybe a small splinter of good in you. You've done a lot of bad, but this is your chance to turn over a new leaf. Are you going to huddle up, sucking your thumb like a child, or be the kind of hero that has nothing to fear?" Oswald asks, holding a hand out to the Demon God.
"We'll see. I'll send one of my generals to help fortify your world. He's not very scary looking, but trust me when I say he's a hell of a fighter, and harder to put down than one would imagine." Oswald says to the Draconic Woman he was talking to. Of course, he felt deep down he'd need to sort out this evil later, but right now he had little time to bicker with her. There were lives to save, and little time to do so. He then turns to the woman in black, and the Demon God.
"As for you, no, you didn't. However you were the strongest we could find, someone who could, hopefully, help us unite your world, before it was drowned in its own blood. The necron won't be kind on anyone, especially aspects of madness and death..." Oswald says, hinting at Lord Death, no doubt. "I've looked into your world. Witches, reapers, demons, and more. They'll gut each and every one of them, as both sides will not go peacefully into the night. Not the witches, or the DWMA. I know you've had it rough, I can read your story like an open book. I know you may not hold to much love for those of your world, but if the Necron get a hold of it, you'll never have a safe place again. You're dangerous, to them, Asura. Dangerous to the Necron, to humans. To everyone, but I see a sliver, maybe a small splinter of good in you. You've done a lot of bad, but this is your chance to turn over a new leaf. Are you going to huddle up, sucking your thumb like a child, or be the kind of hero that has nothing to fear?" Oswald asks, holding a hand out to the Demon God.
@jeroukoo @Wraithblade6 @thewizardguy @kishin asura
I'm back, from being both rather bummed out, and sick. Ready to get this moving again?
I'm back, from being both rather bummed out, and sick. Ready to get this moving again?
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