Unraveller

Fourth Dimension

Sadly, if she wasn't in what I call the "top 100" I would gladly give her justice. I have no idea why I accepted a date with one of the "top 100s," but she may have intimidated me indirectly. I accepted possibly only because I thought it would give me some sort of notoriety. Date one of the "top 100s" and it's likely that people you want to impress will turn their heads your way. Tl;Dr. Blah blah, high school drama. Blah blah.

@RawrgnatheBloodfridge

I'm home schooled.

@Teknonick

Sorta reminds of some of the reasons I dropped out of High School.

Fourth Dimension

While Kristof was glad to have found someone with a similar goal, the consumption of yummy confections and other delightful snacks, he was a bit taken aback by her fast paced attitude. Perhaps she was in a rush? Or just famished as he was, even while he was being dragged along by the petite in comparison woman he attempted to pay full attention, not wanting to miss out on the important parts. It seemed as if they were barreling through the crowds now as the larger man tried to hold on to his kidnapper of sorts. She must really be hungry! Kristof thought to himself, becoming distracted by his own errant ideas. Ah, well, he would act in no less of a way than her, one who eats with gusto is the one who enjoys life most, at least, that is something his mother always used to say. His name! The young stranger had asked for it! With a small amount of stuttering he stopped the girl so that he may bow, keeping her in an open aisle for but a moment to respond to her earlier question, "I am Kristof Brandt, perhaps you've seen my performance in the circus that just blew into Tokyo." Kristof stifles a tear that does not seem at home for such a person, "Unfortunately, tonight was the last act." Similarly recalling that she prodded further he continued, "I had originally planned here on coming with my wife, to this convention, just as we had done last year. I still can't believe I let her convince me to get the procedure." He trails off, picking up some speed again as the headed in some arbitrary direction on the hunt for eats. "What about you then? What shall I call you?" He flashes a warm smile at the briskly moving girl who had been avoiding any gaze towards the man.

Fourth Dimension

"Excuse me young lady." Almost as if from nowhere, perhaps because her attentions where elsewhere, she hadn't seen him coming, a large and bulky man was leaning downward toward the cloaked Kassy. He spoke again this time with a thick hand placed upon her shoulder, "I'm looking for some grub, I haven't eaten for quite a while today." It was dreadfully obvious that he was non-native to Japan, his accent was broken yet the important parts were still understandable. The large man's eyes were shut and the expressionite smile upon his face gleaned a sense of warmness and safety. The man chuckled a bit as the young woman met his gaze, "There are far too many lingering scents for me to get a bead on the delicious morsels that I know I smell." As Kristof opened his eyes to glance at the woman before him they grew wider, and with a slight shudder he spoke "You, you remind me of someone." pondering to himself that if there are any gods in this world, they are far too cruel. But with a rumble in his stomach Kristof continued his line of inquiry, hoping not to stir any discontent in the fact that he might be acting rude by continuing on about things that the stranger in front of him did not understand or knew of.

Project Olympia

No biggie there. Life comes first anyway.

Project Olympia

With a sigh that seemed to be a mix of relief and yet a feeling of hopelessness for his comrades Ferghus removed his arms from behind his head, placing a single amiable arm around the new arrival's shoulder he spoke, as if to ignore Nick's earlier name game, "Those are bad for yeh little Nicky, get outta it." With a friendly pat on the antagonist's back the Irishman stood up, nodding to Felyse so as to say, "One moment" "But if it isn't too much trouble Vee, I could go for a nice hot pot of black." Relinquishing another typical grin he scanned the room again and finally to the boy dangling below him. With a shrug Ferghus spoke in a rather hushed tone, "One of these days yer gonna open up right below meh there Felyse. And yeh can't help but freak me out all the time can yeh?" Finally he lowered himself to the cafe floor in order to grasp the younger boy's arm. "Yeh know I don't like candy." He spoke so that only the boy half-way intersected by the floor could hear him. As if to no one in particular Ferghus spoke again, reiterating his statement about the professor, "Now that more of us are here, the doc hasn't been around lately, which strikes me as odd. Now I'm not such the type to worry, but I've never seen 'im leave beyont." adding with a shrug, "Ehh, there's nothing for it."

Fourth Dimension

F---. Now I HAVE to do that. Dang you Ragna. :P I was gaming with my friend :P Curses. Now I HAVE to do something big and grand. Erg. Not sure how i'm going to compete with everyone else....

@Teknonick

And then -insert character here- exploded into a flurry of confetti! And hugging robots jumped out of the cake! There you have it.

Fourth Dimension

tension

@RawrgnatheBloodfridge

The jerk.

The Black Order of Alestoth

Name: Gerhard Bergfalk Gender: Male Age: 37 Nationality: Silverfang (Silverfanginite? Silverfangian? Silvin?) Appearance:

My Hider

Gerhard is quite a muscular man of Silverfang descent, he stands at a sizable 6'4" and appears as a quite imposing man due to such however, the large man's face always has a kind gesture a heart smile and a warm and welcoming demeanor, a dark brown mustache that is kept rather long is the only bit of hair to be found upon his head. It is easy to tell that the man had never worked an easy day in his life, for his body seems sculpted magnificently. Bio: Gerhard Bergfalk, a man of raw physical might and staunch personality. For as long as he could remember Gerhard has been a laborer, working one menial job to the next essentially picking things up and putting them somewhere else. In time he became quite good at such physical labor. For years Gerhard lived like a dog, barely able to scrap enough money together to survive. A great being, Silverfang, though a beast still lived a life of plenty. This gave the man the very will to pull together, for if something as hated as a great beast by those who do not understand it can eek out a living, then by the powers that be so could Gerhard! The mighty dragon known as Silverfang took a liking to the somewhat down on his luck man, just as she has done so many times before for her people. For years in the mountain homes Gerhard was taught of many things by the rather omniscient dragon, or perhaps she had manipulated his malleable heart. There he had learned the very basis for the morality that he employs today. Not all humans are good for the fact that they are human, there are people that are fiercer, more deadly, and most of all, even more treacherous than many of the beasts of the Shadowlands. And on the flip side, there do exist beasts that are slaughtered for the sole fact that they are beasts, some are just like Silverfang, not wishing harm among those who wish harm to herself. Gerhard's heart was soft, kind, forgiving, perhaps he had the ability to change the opinions of those around him, and yet he knew that many beasts must be slain if his way of life were to continue. With Silverfang's blessing Gerhard knew that he must place himself within the ranks of the Black Order if he truly wanted to fulfill his dreams, a life where beasts and men are brothers, not enemies. Gerhard is a man among men, who often lets his demeanor and muscular fortitude do the talking for him, he has the capabilities for fine arts and strives to help everyone around him reach a certain perfection in at least one trait. A softhearted and kind soul he does not hesitate to place himself in danger's way if it means the protection of someone close to him. Fighting Style: Gerhard is somewhat skilled in hand to hand combat, although he hasn't had much practice for he is a man of spirit and soul, contrary to his appearance. Heavy strikes and versatile grapples are what line the style of brawling that he employs. Equipment: Two heavy iron gauntlets that cover a portion of his knuckles, yet leaving enough open space for him to have mobility with his hands, these are the catalysts for his fighting style. And a supply of normal everyday shirts in abundance. (He tends to tear them often) Skills/Abilities: Gerhard is often considered a mountain of thought for his outward physical appearance and wisdom that he contains within. Unknown to him the large birthmark that resides at the sole on his right foot is in fact divine in nature. Gerhard never thinks to much about it, other than when he is in contact with earth it makes effect on his life. Although when there is dirt between the large man's toes, he feels at peace, perhaps even one with nature. The large man also boasts great strength. This mark is completely unactivated and untapped into, it is unlikely that Gerhard ever will posses the knowledge or skill to activate it. Other Information: Gerhard speaks with a heavy Scandinavian sounding accent!

Other

-=Rules=- 1. Listen to the GM, If you have a complaint tell me. I am not an evil dictator and if I am wrong I will admit it. 2. Romance and Gore allowed, But keep it in good taste and in site rules 3. Now not all characters will play nice with each other I understand that, but keep the disputes in the RP not in OOC 4. Be civilized and polite please 5. All basic RP rules apply to this roleplay: Power playing, Meta gaming, and others are not allowed. 6. The story isn't exactly set, If you have an idea for a hunt feel free to pm me the details and I'll try to work it in. 7. Copy the rules into a Hider in the "other" of your cs so I know you read them. 8. Get into your character's skin become him or her as you are playing have fun and give us insight into their thoughts. 9. Try to keep active, in both the IC and OOC pages please. And even if you don't have anything to say, at least read the OOC

As an aside, I really like the setting and think that many wonders shall be had!

The Black Order of Alestoth

@Unraveller Gerhard looks good. I don't see anything that I think needs to be changed so I'll Accept him.

@Arthanus

Alright, I'll add him in!

Project Olympia

Even with the enhanced reflexes that came with the pill the doc gave him Ferghus was still surprised with the dire speed at which the marble whizzed past him. With a look of astonishment that quickly turned into a smirk he spoke directing himself towards the others, "This is a lovely little shop, it'd really be a shame if you had hit the panes, you wouldn't wanna hurt poor old Vee's lively hood now would ya? Ehh, I guess there is no helping it." Ferghus quickly took a seat on the couch that he had been planted head first in earlier and spoke again, this time directed at Penelope "Oh you know, guess you could say I've been running circles around yeh smokes, but in all seriousness,'fraid I'm a bit worried about the doc, wasn't even around the labs, and now that I think of it, neither were you Striphe. You two plotting something we should know about?" The relaxed man finally spotted a glance towards Veronica, clearly he and Orion have been driving each other bananas in the lab, and gave another warm smile, a gesture that he often resorts to.