Vigild

Empire of the Dead ~

Frami once again lets loose another laugh, this one being more contained as they were not really in a place that inspired humor. These twins obviously proclaimed that fact that they were entertainers. Finally a day at the circus he didn't have to sneak his way into, the price of admission being treking through the abandoned crypt but hell he'd take his entertainment where he could get it.

"Maybe there are some bird skeletons in here and the builder was being courteous?" Frami replied to Effie's inquiry as to why a bird bath would be in a place like this. He was none the wiser as to why such a thing would be prevalent here but he was foreign to the likes of Paris, maybe it was a strange custom? His futile deliberation was cut short as all of the light sources had been stifled and only the gradual panicking from Otto and Effie filled the dim expanse of the room. That is until the native and the frenchman had the bright idea of making it bright again.

Frami put a hand on both Effie and Otto's shoulders resisting the urge to put his hands to their mouths in order to silence them. "Ssh ssh ssh, it's alright. See, no need lose it just yet. Most of us came prepared." He went for a supportive tone as plain telling them to shut their traps would not be conducive to getting their good favor. "Mmm, that scent is nice. Better than the scent of death we were working with before. Got anymore of that Mr.?" He asked as Taza had yet to give him his name. He looked over to Killan with a grin "What gave you that impression?"

Dark Souls: The changing of Ages

Vensi chose to stay his distance from the two that seemed to be socializing. The irony of a paladin speaking to a demon quasi-casually was not lost on him and served to bring out a few chuckles in his mind. The odd juxtaposition was not enough to completely divert him from the task at hand however. As the two began to navigate further into the palace he allowed himself to follow suit and marvel at the lavish furnishings of the place as he treked deeper towards the innermost parts of the castle. Now he was truly regretting his own inability to lift any valuables from such an erudite local. Had he taken a handful of goods he'd been financially secure for the rest of his days, well not his now immortal days however as per fault of the Undead Curse. 'Be prepared for his arrival' indeed. Vensi understood what would be tasked of them and if he were to make it out of this task with his riches and sanity intact he would have to find companions to trust in him, foolishly nonetheless but he did not have many options.

He approached the demon and paladin with a rather cheery disposition considering the gravity of their situations and spoke articulately and politely "I couldn't help but notice what a strange duo you two were."

Dark Souls: The changing of Ages

Vensi sat in the courtyard that stretched beyond the gates that lead to the interior of the castle grounds with a sack of gold coins at his side and a clenched golden fist open only long enough for him to peer at it's shine before closing his fist. He hypnotized himself with the sight of the manner in which the golden surface caught the light of the sky. One by one he dropped the gold coins into the bag mouthing the numbers in which he counted by methodically. At the point he reached ten he seemed at a lost as his gaze was attracted to the overhanging sky. At the realization he'd lost count he cursed under his breath and threw the entire handful into the bag and took out a fresh handful to begin his count anew.

He leaned back against the stone wall he sat beside with a sigh as he'd finally surrendered attempting to count his stash as he discovered it a fruitless endeavor and instead looked to the new arrival and near jolted to his feet at the sight of a well armed demon. The guards seemed to have no qualms in letting her past, or at least not many so he would assume he should not trouble himself in such matters. It wasn't his job to, his job was to slay dragons and she sure didn't appear to be one. The larger of the two men who had walked it looking as if he were armed to wage a war on his own unnerved Vensi the other seemed like a remarkably fresh faced lad, even more so than Vensi himself. Well at least he'd have someone his age around to pursue monsters with.

EXO: Extraterrestrial eXploration Operatives

Right! This group of characters are cut from a wide swath, it will be interesting to see how they mingle. I really like the characters here already.

Dark Souls: The changing of Ages

Name: Vensi A. Zeppeli

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Nationality: Carnan

Appearance: Vensi stands at an impressive 6'2" which is punctuated by his wiry muscular build, which he goes to great lengths to maintain and not go above or below such a frame. The moniker 'A.' in his name originates from his ash like hair, thick and flowing with a gray consistency like streams of ash erupting from his skull to trail back as he keeps his hair slicked back to meet just above the apex of his neck. His complexion is a large subject of contrast to his hair as his skin sports a fair olive glow, his tan would be more severe if he would not prefer the cover of shade as he originates from such an arid local. His deep brown eyes are pointed upward slightly at the tips, his nose sports a rather large bridge which compliments his oval jawline. His armor is designed around the concept of deception. A medium sandy beige cloak drapes from on top his shoulders down to around his waist line to conceal the armor that hides underneath. His trousers are a sandy hue meant to blend into the desert areas of his homeland and are tucked into calf high leather greaves that offer his knees partial protection as they connect to knee guards. Hard leather plates spaced out by breathable fabric lie under his trousers to offer concealed protection. Under his cloak is a folding hard leather jerkin attached to a heavier steel shoulder pauldron on his dominant right arm. The inside of the cowl and hood are padded.

Equipment: Estus, 1 Khopesh, 1 Kukri, 10 throwing knives, Desert deception armor

Backstory: Vensi was raised with only his father figure as the Mother he'd never known had departed soon after his birth in pursuit of life better than what his Father could provide, which was stealing whatever was not bolted down and unbolting all that was. Had she'd known about his father's Kleptomanic tendencies beforehand she would have not had let herself fall for his rougish charm. Having grown up with only the influence of his father he naturally followed behind his philosophy of gain through theft and had become quite proficient at the craft. He was confident in his abilty, so confident in fact that in his hubris he'd attempted to lift valuables from the kingdom of Terrace while in his traversal of the world to exploit the growing fear against that dragons, most would attempt to make their homes Dragon proof neglecting the inclusion of him. His theft while in Terrace did not go nearly as smoothly as he'd planned which led to his death and subsequent revival as a member of the Undead. Denial of his own failure was not enough to carry him once the truth was undeniable, he'd failed. But perhaps his redemption would be in the defeat of the Dragons, in return for amassing all of the riches the Dragons are said to keep stockpiled he allied with Terrace in their effort against the Dragons.

Covenant: None.

EXO: Extraterrestrial eXploration Operatives

Name: Doctor Marco Zeppeli

Nickname: Blanco

Age: 26

Gender: M

Appearance: Marco stands at an impressive 6'2" contrary to his rather diminutive stature in his youth. He sports a large bulky frame which is self evident in any attire he would choose to wear though it does not completely draw the eye away that he visibly round and wide around the hips with a slight gut pushing ever so slightly against the fabric of his clothing. He is not one to be considered fat as much as he is endomorphic but his transparently portly nature is recognizable, he may enjoy keeping in shape as much as he can but his schedule robs him of cardio. A well groomed goatee and moustache fall upon his upon his oval jawline failing to hide the dimples when he smiles, which is often. His curly mess of hair complements his deep brown eyes and deep olive complexion. He typically wears the common doctor garbs, white button up shirt with a red tie under the standard white coat along with matching black slacks and oddly enough sneakers as his preferred footwear.

Background: Draws origin from the Caribbean Islands, in particular Dominican Republic. Lived to the age of 10 with a relatively content if not under privileged childhood, most in his neighborhood did not have much and he was no exception so he took the simple inability to gain material desires to heart and never really pestered for much. Eventually his parents registered his incredible temperance in never pestering for things they could not provide as most children are known to do. The guilt of not being able to provide luxuries for their child led them to allow him to live with his Aunt and Uncle in Italy where he could obtain a better living, and for a while, he did. He'd picked up language skills and academic opportunities he'd only thought were for the more privileged kids.

His altruistic nature shone through as he showed an interest in medicine because of his desire to help others whenever possible. He'd found his ways to some of the most prestigious colleges in the country for his field showing remarkable aptitude so much so that despite his origin from a low income family he was able to obtain scholarships to breeze through most normally crippling charges. His expedient climb through his studies allowed the idea of joining the Space program to be come into play, this was not an opportunity he would not soon refuse. As one of more relatively new members to join the ranks he's still learning to find his way around along with being with what most would consider the most brilliant minds the Earth has to offer, the chance alone is almost too much for his humble existence.

Personality: Aluino is a compassionate man who pursued all he could in the what he knows for the purpose of bettering the lives of those he comes across. He prefers to keep rather subdued and let his acts of good will speak for him and his temperament, mainly because he is not that great of a conversationalist and will often times avoid having to go into extended talks with another. Despite this he finds himself most comfortable when talking to a patient. Attempt to strike up a normal conversation, he might seize up, come to him with a broken leg and he is a regular social butterfly.

EXO suit: Asclepius
Equipped with the greatest EXO Space program technology for the express purpose of custom fitting to Marco, Asclepius stands at a massively impressive nine feet tall to match it's owner's own physical proportions. The exterior is a thick titanium shell with strategic points allowing the plating to shift at delicate joints in order for the EXO to execute even the most gentlest of procedures with startling accuracy. A twice layered polymer mesh lies underneath the plating to offer a strong basis to the foundation of the colossal construct. The act of shifting the plates on the back of the knee's of the skeleton has the weakness of reduced protection and in turn larger susceptibility to damage or corrosive material but allows it to sprint at an impressive pace for an EXO of it's size, essential for quick arrival to a downed or wounded companion. The hands are afforded special attention as they are set with extremely powerful magnetic fields which can be switched at will in order to allow movement of an ally EXO should it be incapacitated the strength of Asclepius and the use of the magnetic bonding allows for firm holds for emergency transportation. Small 1x1 inch Plasma cutters are adorned at the wrist should an ally need to be freed from and EXO that is unsalvageble and they are unable to escape under their own power. Asclepius contains a fair sized compartment behind the cock pit capable of storing both him and second body should a patient require immediate medical attention procedures can be performed on the field. A porous design was in laid with the lining of the EXo allowing it to emit aromatic anesthetic at will or concentrated burst which can render those in range into a unconscious state. The inclusion of such features makes Aluino's EXO have little in the way of direct offensive capability

Work skill: Medic

Personal weapons: Sedative syringes. Pistol loaded with sedative ammunition. Scalpel. Semi-automatic pistol.

Survival gear:

-Medical kit: Everything from sutures to anesthetic to provide with medical activity at any given time.

-Log recorder

RP example:

How would he react? He certainly wouldn't appreciate his choice as it wasn't in his monetary gain but Marco would have to explain to him that this was the opportunity some of his field could only dream about. A nice pinch in the rear would be nice to confirm that he wasn't in fact dreaming, in fact no whoever had their proverbial bottom pinching fingers at the ready should hold them so that he could enjoy this dream for at least five more minutes. He'd been one for flights of fancy in his earlier youth but his line of work demanded he'd be as focused as a race horse, but even then, daydreaming was still as enjoyable as it was those years ago in 5th grade. It never got old.

Marco rounded the corner of pristine white hallways that glittered with glow as if it were fully aware and proud of it's own shine. No one procrastinated here and the janitors were no exception, he would have to make sure to bid them farewell before his leaving as well. They'd probably literally made the floors clean enough to eat off of and should Marco ever be so financially bad off to not afford a plate for food he knew he could always come back and eat right off this floor. Gurneys stacked parallel to each other thankfully with no occupants giving the silent hospital floor a serene hospitable vibe. Seeing the small note on the side of door he'd been headed to he hung his head. Here it was, time to face the music and announce his departure to the one who would be most upset about it.

The door swung open silently on well oiled hinges as Marco quietly made his way in hoping the person in question would be sleeping. One look at the smile on the young child's face showed him that hope was futile. The child's head turned to him almost in perfect conjunction to the door swinging open and his beaming smile came soon after he discovered it was Marco "Come to show me more Superman stuff?" He asked eagerly using his hands to support himself sitting up. "Haha, of course. Why else would I be here?" Marco replied hoping not to incite the bad news just yet. "You're always here when I need you, that's cause people like Superman always knew when bad stuff is happening."

Marco took a few slow steps to the child's bedside "What bad thing happened? Are you alright?" His typical worrisome self surfaced at the mention of a problem, he instinctively checked the vitals displayed on the monitor which hooked into the child who appeared to barely be six years of age. He hadn't heard any erratic spikes in his condition from the nurses, now Marco was truly curious as to what problem may have surfaced. "The TV is broken." The child pointed to the television set left ceiling corner of the room. The revelation of such a silly dilemma brought Marco to let out a hardy laugh as he reached for the controller too far for the boy to reach himself and turned it on. "Oh you fixed it!"

"Yeah, sure I did, haha."

The child was enthusiastic about the program now presented on the screen so much so that he'd ceased making eye contact with Marco. Good he thought, then the news of his departure would be easier to deliver. He paused for a moment, how he would choose to say this would be vital.

RP theme song: I got nothing for now.

I'm so sorry this took so long for me to post!

EXO: An exo-suit/mini-mecha survival RP

Alright, the mere fact that you know what quinoa is makes you so much more qualified for this than anyone, haha. And go ahead and bunnifiy my mech as if I wouldn't like it, I'd be the most adorable paramedic ever.

2 Ideas (Dark Souls or Star Wars)

UnseenShade said
That would be rather...difficult to do.

There's Dragons and evil bullshit in Darks souls, there's Dragons and evil bullshit in Dragon Age, basically the same thing. (I want you to understand that I am completely joking, haha.)

Empire of the Dead ~

Frami found himself charmed by the dynamic between the twins and their banter in rebuttal for anything the other would have to say, these kinds of things were what made a traveling circus, entertainment regardless of the location and the strife between siblings was certainly an interesting and humorous thing to perceive. He chuckled at Otto's respond to Effie's comment on his greeting "I'll find myself agreeing with him. We may find ourselves amongst the dead doesn't mean we have to be part of a matching set."

Speaking of matching set and circuses the pair of inordinately large and flaunting men approaching them certainly fit the description to a hilarious T. Frami burst forth laughing at their banter as well at the fact that within seconds of arrival they were already postulating challenge and getting the poor clueless native involved. "You should feel honored they picked you first. Is that how they greet fellows in the circus?" He said after regaining his barrings from the impromptu hilarity.

Besides the now airborne and ruckskin adorning native and the two Mcliftsalot brothers the other participants for this particular misadventure seemed rather normal, or at least as normal as anyone can be until you get to know them better. A rather lanky Frenchmen had just stumbled upon them and seems like he needs a moment to continue hyperventilating before he can participate with the rest of the group, he seemed to be adorned in a burlap garb that was reason enough for Frami to put him out of his mind as far as gain, someone who couldn't afford to spend money didn't have any to get hustled from him. This other charismatic looking fellow who had just curtly introduced himself seemed like a more valuable person to have around as well as the non flexing twins. The woman with a vibrant ginger hair stuck out to him as she rounded the corner to meet with the rest of group as that was not a hair color he was quite accustomed to seeing.

From the corner of his eye he could see Otto and Effie begin to make their way towards the damp expanse that would soon lead to the reason he'd made the pilgrimage to Paris. He saw it fit to at least announce his name should any of those present see fit to call him "Oh and the names Frami. Frami Anthonio Zeppeli. Don't say it all at once though or your tongue will end up in a knot."

He followed briskly behind Killian as he was not about get left behind before their expedition even officially started. He blinked in rapid succession the torch ignited by Effie cut through the dim gloom of the corridor painting the walls in the glow of a warm fire and the shadows that stretched from objects that caught it. He stayed relatively close to the two that actually seemed like they knew what they were doing while taking passing glances to those that would choose to follow. "Ohh, this travel is going be set to a lot of that, isn't it?" he grinned as he commented on the sibling's back and forth.

Frami blinked at the pairs sudden halt as one look around him told him the reason as to why without the need of them expressing their reaction in words. That is until Otto uttered the words 'My God' then he had a relatively stronger clue. "You sure he can hear us from down here?" he responded to Otto. Despite his jest the grimace that plagued his face was prevalent at the sight. He supposed it was to be expected after all this was exactly what he signed up for but it didn't make it much easier to observe. Killian's request was able to allow him to pry his eyes from the tapestry made of human remains "That says 'Stop! This is the Empire of Death', kind of nice to give the warning, little too late if you're already in this room if I do say."

2 Ideas (Dark Souls or Star Wars)

Holy shit, this is a crossover with Dragon age, the plot thickens.