Xenonia

Twilight Princess: The RPG

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Name: Hime Filyak

Alias: Bloodflow

Age: 13

Personality: Hime is a timid and dependent girl, not very independent at all. Her shyness is only multiplied by her lack of self-confidence, hence her need for constant approval from others.
Powers: Has the ability to generate near-infinite amounts of human blood.
Weakness: Her power is practically useless, and she is very self-concious.

Appearance:
-Civilian: Bright orange hair, freckles, curled hair. She's remarkably clean and tends to smell like assorted soaps.

-Alter-Ego: Pretty much the same, but her costume conceals her eyes and mouth with a bright-red surgical mask/eye cover. Her outfit has a lot of holes in it to allow blood to flow from it.

Bio: Hime was orphaned at a young age, as her mother was deathly ill and her father was a notorious gambler whose debts ended in a shallow grave. At the orphanage, she was often picked on and pushed around. However, she found comfort in an older boy named Redd. She and Redd were fast friends and became nearly inseperable. As they grew older, They both discovered their own... Special abilities. Strangely enough, their powers were complimentary: Redd found he had the ability to control blood, forming it into weaponry or armor. Hime, on the other hand, discovered her ability to produce near infinite amount of blood, seemingly out of nowhere. They quickly formed a crime-fighting duo: Redd became Bleeding Edge, and Hime became Bloodflow.

Unfortunately, in recent events, Bleeding Edge has gone missing, and without him, Bloodflow has become lost and without a sense of direction. She searches desperately for her lost partner, hoping to someday find him again.

Arc Ideas: Finding Bleeding Edge, Forming a new Duo?

Other: Tightens Fur Ever

BETTER SHEET LESS DUMB

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Just as a question: Can I perhaps play as a sidekick? I mean, second-banana type. Useless power except when in conjunction with a better hero.

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I'M CUT MYSELF ON THE EDGE

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A bit more on the serious side than some other Titans RPs. Which isn't a bad thing. Probably would have been worried if that particular character got in.

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Sorry. Not exactly a joke pp, more "testing the waters". Gauging the mood so to speak. Also the mind control thing is more like the Music Meister than anything.

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Name: John Roberts Junior
Alias: Kazoo
Age:12
Personality: He's a very annoying young boy with a loud mouth and no filter. Rude and obnoxious.
Powers: Music-Based Mind Control (Anyone in hearing range of his music falls under his spell.)
Weakness: The only instrument he knows (And thus, the only instrument he can control minds with) is the kazoo.
Appearance: He doesn't have a costume. He's a ginger with bright red hair, lots of freckles, and a gap in his teeth. His "costume" is just a jumpsuit with the letter K spraypainted in the middle of it.
Bio: Born the son of J.R. Sr., J.R. Jr. had a very easy life. Living on a farm with his dad, playing with his pet dog, abusing stray lizards... It was a life of luxury. A luxurious life. One day, however, he came home from (skipping) school to see his father being taken away in a police cruiser. As it turned out, their farm had been a drug front since Junior was a young boy, which explained why the barn was full of hydroponics equipment. Now destitute and in foster-care, Junior found his only relief from semi-abusive (read: strict) foster-parents was the kazoo that his father had bought him to shut him up when he was five. He poured his heart and soul into that kazoo, and in the end it repaid him the favor: He had been granted the powers of mind control, using his music. Running away from home with the kazoo, Junior made a number of poor choices. Fortunately, before he had irreversably ruined his life, he found religion.
Arc Ideas: His father being released from jail
The kazoo breaks, I guess?
Other: Titans 5ever

Sacrilege War Redux

Untreggstead, Several months in the past

The brow on High Chief Untregg the Younger's sloped forehead had been furrowed already when the advisor had burst in, for he had been deep in thought. Now, though, it was furrowed even further, causing his head to resemble something of a stepped-on lemon in shape. The reports he was hearing... Disturbed him, to say the least. Not that he could let his meager court know. He was the high chief, damn them! Chosen of The Colossi, son of Untregg the Elder, and grand Pyromancer of his realm! For him to be disturbed by anything was a sign of weakness, and a weak chief never lasted in these lands.

"Great Leader," the grovelling counselor had said, "I bring news from our scouting boats."

These were words Untregg the Younger had been waiting to hear for some time. "Speak then!" He bellowed, "And tell me of our progress!"

Many of his council had not approved of his ideas. There had been much progress, even prosperity, in the lands of the Northfolk since his grandfather, Untregg the First, had unified them. His father had only served to solidify that unification, and provide a form of centralization for the people and their tribal holdings. Now it was his turn to carve a chapter in the legacy of the Sons of the First, and he had gone with the bold decision of expansion.

"Sire, the news is... Not good," the tremble in this fool's voice was beginning to annoy Untregg, and he made sure to let all in his presence know of it.

"SPEAK PLAINLY, FOOL, OR NEVER SPEAK AGAIN!" He stood now, and drew a hunting dagger from his belt. "What have you to say of the lands beyond our own?"

"The... The lands to the south, sire... They are not a land of men," the poor fool was visibly shaking now, fearful of his liege, and of the news he carried with him. "The skies are black, filled with dust and death, and the horrors that lie there... Undescribable."

It was then that Untregg the Younger snapped. "You come into my court and tell me of 'danger'? Of 'undescribable horror'? FOOL! YOU KNOW NOTHING! YOU ARE NOTHING!" and with that, he plunged the dagger into the abdomen of the quivering supplicant, twisting it thoroughly to the tune of a pleasing scream. "I am the judge of what is horror. Of what is danger!" And with that, he pulled the dagger back, wiping it on his own tunic, and returned it to his belt.

But it had all been an act. The words of the now-dead servant had gotten to Untregg. He was filled with doubt, and fear of that which lay beyond his realm. Were there really lands such as had been described? All he knew was that for the next voyage, his men would be stearing clear of the coasts to the south.

The coasts of Karkath, Present Day

It had been several months since they had set sail, but Captain Skrugge and his men were no less enthusiastic than when they had set out. This was their destiny! A crew of hearty Northfolk handpicked by High Chief Untregg the Younger himself for a voyage to the lands beyond! There had been much drinking and feasting to celebrate. Their voyage had not been a smooth one, and more than one foolish sailor had been lost overside to a beast or a storm. However, the cold of their homeland now far behind them, the men were joyous once more: the shores they had been sent to find were within reach! A land scorched by the sun awaited them, the smell of fire and dust filling the air. Such a peculiar sight had never before graced the eyes of a Northfolkman. Truly, the Colossi had blessed their journey!

As their boat came closer to shore, one of the men began to shout. "I see something, Captain! It looks... Manmade!"

The land they had come to was populated, eh? Well, thought Skrugge to himself, This may be one small step for myself, but this is a gigantic leap for all of our kind. With that, he ordered his men to drop anchor, for it was time to go ashore. Surely, this arrival would not go unnoticed.

Sacrilege War Redux

PRAISE THE COLOSSI

They've arrived.

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WIP NO PICTURES COMPUTER IS BAD

-Realm name: United Tribes of Untregg
-Flag/Banner: None.

NATIONAL
-Capital: Untreggstead
-Government Type: Mageocracy/Autocracy (Strongest Mage rules. Currently Untregg the Younger.)
-Currency: barter economy. Goat hide used in cases of service trade.
-Population: about 400,000. No official census ever taken.
-Realm Size: the whole of the island is considered Untregg's property.
-Unique Trait #1: The Einherjar: Using the collective forces of their mage leaders, the honored dead of the Northfolk can be raised in times of crisis. This is used as both a symbolic method of raising troop morale, fighting along side their fallen heroes, and as a practical way to boost military numbers.
-Unique Trait #2:
-Unique Flaw #1: Friendship of the Northfolk: The Northfolk are notorious for their lack of trust in each other. Constant betrayals cause problems in the bureacracy of their tribal nation.
-Unique Flaw #2 (Created by me, mostly to reduce min-maxing)

GEOGRAPHICAL
-World-Realm Map: (Fill in desired blocks on world map)
- Geographical Trait: (created by me in consultation w/ you. Applies to nations adjacent to the Plague Lands.)
- Geographical Flaw: (created by me. Only applies to nations not adjacent to the Plague Lands. Generally speaking to nations beyond the green geographical zone in the center.)
- Internal-Realm Map: (A zoomed in map of your controlled blocks and major cities/castles/locations within it. PLEASE NOTE: My map key zones are more like 'general guidelines' than a straitjacket. There are many different types of 'temperate' or 'desert' landscapes, for example, so please build on the general outline I gave w/ specifics. Make your region your own.)
-Major Cities: Untreggstead
Oldenhold
Burreksgard
Southhead Port
-Major Castles:
The Heart
Oldenkeep
Fort Burrek
-Buildings of Interest:
The Southhead Port is actually neither a castle, nor a town, but rather a very large market built at the southernmost point of the island. It exists to allow trade between the "Visitors" (Drathan Slavers) and those who wish to give them tribute.
-Geographic Features of Interest:
The Heart, the center of Untreggstead, is built atop the "bones of the colossus", an unusual rock formation shaped vaguely like a human ribcage.
RACIAL
-Majority Race: Northfolk
-Majority Race Appearance: The Northfolk are a remnant of a time long ago, when many breeds of man walked the earth. Their bodies are short, stocky, and covered in thick hair, almost furlike. They are not a beastly race, but they are not quite human either. Their heads appear almost flattened, with jaws that protrude. To most humans, a Northfolk male would appear to be heavily deformed, likely mistaken for an inbred freak. However, their strange appearances are simply that: They are not unhealthy nor unintelligent.
-Majority Race Characteristics: The Northfolk are not precisely warlike, but they are far from peaceful. Rather, their temperament came from a time when trust was a coin flip that meant either survival or death, and so it is that xenophobia is practically hard-wired into them. As well, their biology is similarly suited for dealing with strange information and threats: Their noses are upturned, with a very acute sense of smell particularly capable of smelling blood.
-Minority Races: None.

RELIGION & MAGIC
-State Religion: The Old Ways (Referred to by the Northfolk as The Colossi)
-Religious Information: The Northfolk worship practices come from the rock formation around The Heart, referred to as the Bones of the Colossus. Their belief is that the strange shape of the rocks comes from the corpse of one of the great beings that helped to shape the world and all within it. It is commonly held that the Colossi gave their lives to transcend mortal bodies and inhabit all nature, and as such, the Northfolk have adopted many druidic tendencies.
-Religion Demographics: Every Northfolkman is a worshiper of The Colossi.
-Holy Relics In Possession: The Hand (A boulder in the shape of a six-fingered hand, believed to be the petrified hand of one of the Colossi)
-Holy Sites Under Control: The Bones of the Colossus.
-Magical Schools and Curriculum: Magic is not commonplace per-se, but many Northfolk practice shamanistic rituals and divination. Some, such as Untregg the Younger, practice a form of pyromancy, manipulating the flames of hearthfires and torch sconces to use for combat purposes. These magics are almost entirely ceremonial, with little battlefield application.

MILITARY
-Total Military Size: Approximately 12500 soldiers total.
-Military Details The armies that serve under Untregg are not well trained or organized. Rather, their skill and danger comes from their natural ferocity and willingness to fight. They are honed by hunting, primarily with axes and spears, and many have taken the title of "Berserker" as their "rank". The only official officers of the military are the "Magechiefs", those few that display the powers of pyromancy are given command of a contigency of soldiers (though these contingencies are ill-defined and fluctuate based on the location and availability of soldiers in general).

NATIONAL DRAMATIS PERSONAE
-Head of State/Monarch: Untregg the Younger, High Chief of The United Tribes of Untregg. His grandfather, Untregg the First, was the one to unite the Northfolk under his banner, or lack thereof, and form a semblance of a government. Though officially, any mage can challenge the High Chief for the right to rule, none have done so since Untregg the First.
-Ruling Dynasty: The Sons of the First
-Religious Head: Burrek the Seer, Eldest of Men. A serving hand to Untregg the First, Burrek the Seer was a wise, if extremely eccentric, mystic and devout servant of The Colossi. He was granted the dilapidated castle known now as Fort Burrek to perform his rituals in their service.

CULTURAL
-History: The Northfolk have a long and storied history, though most of has been forgotten and replaced with tales of grandeur. Up until about two hundred years ago, the very idea of the Northfolk living in a united "Nation" of any kind seemed almost laughable, their ways tribal and barbaric. However, the coming of Untregg the First changed all of that by building first a band of loyal followers, and soon an aggregate army of loyal Northfolk to help him "civilize" his homeland. Since then, the dynasty of The First has been revered and treated like kings. Untregg the Elder, son of Untregg the First, managed to complete his father's dream of an entirely unified Northfolk, and constructed his keep on the Bones of the Colossus. Many of his people have since congregated there, forming the town of Untreggstead.
-List of Historical Grievances: None in particular. The Northfolk have heard through rumors of what few traders and merchants they have overseas of this "Dream Plague", but most dismiss it as mere legends from a far off land.
-Relations: Their closest neighbors are the Greys of Uudhin. The smoke and smell of death, however, have taught the Tribes to stay far, far away.

They have a very unique relationship with the Drathan Union. They do not fully understand that their southern neighbors are "people", and view them as messengers of the Colossi (which the Drathan are very willing to exploit to their advantage), trading tribesmen as "sacrifices" who are then pressed into slavery.
-Cultural Notes: In smaller tribal villages, petty chiefs are often dethroned by their advisors. It is commonplace for the Northfolk's enemies and friends to be one and the same.