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Bloodline List

Peraltas

Laofengs

Tattasukos

Legendes

Adesolas

Queen Anne

The Steins

Palladinos

Laeveaus

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Welcome on board Fallen! Your characters have been approved, you can post them in the character section and jump into the IC whenever you want.

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Great job on the post, Pollen! =)

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Good work on the character sheet Pollen, however there is one thing that I would like you to change. You see, an unlinked can never become linked and as such can never be partnered to another Asylum. So if you intend to create a duo, you will have to edit that part. You can show that A.M.R.O found it difficult to found a compatible partner with him until they found Song. After the edit you can put your character sheet in the character section and post when ever you feel like it. I am sure you may have more questions so don't hesitate to ask.

Also yes there have always been 12 Chrono Asylum. The reasoning has to do with tradition, when A.M.R.O first revealed itself to the rogues and alchemists of the world, they did so through 12 incredibly strong Asylums and this tradition had been kept. Eventually the name Chrono Asylums were given to those 12 so as to signify their standing as the 12 greatest Asylums.

Chrono Asylum: The Tainted Crest

Alright one spot has been reserved there are still two more spots if anyone wishes to join the ranks.

Chrono Asylum: The Tainted Crest

Dear Reader,

What I am about to tell you, is classified. It may or may not reach you, but the world needs to know the truth, you need to know the truth.

What if I told you there is more to the world than what an ordinary bystander can perceive?

What if I told you there are forces in this world kept at bay so you may enjoy your tranquil life of ignorance and bliss?

What if there is an organization that has overseen humanity for centuries, rewriting truth, reshaping history and institutionalizing you to revere logic and reasoning all so as to dull your senses?

Surely you would think me insane, but let me tell you something. In a world of madness, sanity is for the foolish.

I am sure you are wondering who am I? I am one of the soldiers of this organization, trained to maintain order in a world tainted with madness. All those tales of magic and sorcery, well in my world those aren't stories you tell children and in my world we call it Alchemy. It is a force which enables us to bring change and break the chains of limitation but at a price. There is always a price for such things.

Alchemy is like a drug, the more you use it the more you crave it. It is an addiction that slowly strips you of your humanity and I mean that quite literally. Within my organization we have a name for it, we call it insannadiction. The use of alchemy comes at the price of your soul, of your sanity and those that abuse this curse slowly find themselves to be but a husk of their former selves fueled by base and carnal desires of destruction. The world almost fell to these vile monstrosities, that is until the Alchemy Management and Restraint Organization (A.M.R.O) surfaced to combat the malice of Alchemy. Their rational for this war was quite simple, 'to fight monsters we shall use monsters'. I am an Alchemist sworn to battle madness, to stop insanity, within my organization we are called by a different name, we are known as Asylums and we are everywhere.

I cannot give you the entire history but I can tell you of the events that have led to this point, they are in within the attachment below. I have also managed to hack my organization's data base so you maybe able to read up on additional information. I shall paste the link below the attachment.

Regards,

Forgotten.

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Where should I start? Maybe I should tell you all about the impending Bloodline wars, no I think we need to go back to the source, to the prelude of madness.

Eight years ago a disaster occurred within A.M.R.O's training grounds, the ripples of which never really subsided and I fear the tide that is yet to come.

Within an undisclosed location, titled innocence, several alchemists were brought as mere infants and trained into becoming Asylums and carry the cruel fate that came with it. It is here I learned that my organization is not a great savior but an evil that seeks to thwart other evils. Never in my wildest dream could I imagine that under this little Island, where children trained to protect mankind, would be a prison housing four of the deadliest criminals in A.M.R.O's history. Maybe my organization grew content with the abundance of power it held; maybe it felt those prisoners would never break through the impenetrable seals. It is a pity they never foresaw treason, in hindsight I suppose I can understand why Joux did what he did, yes he was one of the most respected instructors present at innocence but he was also a witness to A.M.R.O's darkness.

Would you pity those prisoners if I told you A.M.R.O held them captive since they were but wee little lads; that they were experimented upon, tortured all in the quest to obtain power. The ability to manipulate alchemy is not equal, some are weak at it where as other are strong and then there are the prodigies. This had been the norm since the dawn of Alchemy's origin, however a few decades ago an anomaly was observed, something that shook the very foundation of belief and understand of the art. When an Alchemist goes insane there is no point of return, it is an impossibility which had remained consistent for millenniums. When this happened, there was not a single record of it ever happening before. Someone went insane and then regained his sanity, it was a breakthrough and that individual came to possess a power that even the Gods would envy. So there is no surprise that A.M.R.O wished to artificially replicate this event which was dubbed a singularity.

Those four children grew up knowing only darkness, despair and pain but A.M.R.O could hardly care for they succeeded. Two year prior to the fall of Innocence (A.M.R.O's training ground), the experimentation succeeded. However before A.M.R.O could study which of the four subjects became the artificial singularity, an accident occurred which destroyed all data and only after sacrificing a multitude of Asylums were those four prisoner brought under control and locked away. If it were me, I would have killed those four but I suppose A.M.R.O could not afford to dispose of such valuable assets.

I am sure my organization regrets its decision, to think it took only two year and those four managed to break out of their bindings and wreak havoc upon innocence. Not only did those four prisoners manage to escape but it was at the cost of the lives of several hundred children as well as one of A.MR.O's greatest soldiers. It was indeed a momentous loss for my organization, one that will haunt it to this day and times to come.

I guess this brings us to what has been going on currently, I suppose one of the notable incidents would be the threat of all out war between the Bloodlines. Ah, you probably do not know what those are huh? A.N.R.O and Asylums are but one side of the picture; surely you are aware there must be other Alchemists in the world too. Most of these ordinary alchemists are referred to as rogues, a derogatory term for within the eyes of Asylums they are less than filth. An exception to this rule would be the Bloodlines, who I suppose you could consider are royalty among the filth.

Within the world it is extremely rare for Alchemy to transfer through blood and that too consistently; within the 16th century A.M.R.O enlisted the help of several families which were prospects for becoming Bloodlines. A.M.R.O ensured their survival and in exchange these Bloodlines ensure a steady supply of soldiers. As times passed these Bloodlines rose to power, several becoming industrial giants and amassing immense wealth. It is no secret that feuds existed among the various Bloodlines, however never had it come to a point of an all out war that threatened the very balance which A.M.R.O had striven to maintain.

Within the last five years alone, multiple deaths were observed in all the Bloodlines and as such fingers have started to point which has given rise to frustration and paranoia. It is true to assume that all the Bloodlines are currently balancing themselves on a very fragile line, which if break would lead to catastrophic consequences. However what A.M.R.O fears even more is the possibility that one of the prisoners of innocence have a hand in this.

The only ones who can stop an all out blood bath are the Asylums that are sent to moderate a meeting between these Bloodlines to find a peaceful solution.

Link to A.M.R.O's database: Confidential: Password required

Those that have taken an interest in this matter, feel free to contact me.

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Can't wait! I do enjoy me a bit of Mischief Maven mischief,

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Alright ladies and gents, the post is up and we are finally on the ship. =p Let's hope it doesn't sink.

Also an important announcement, which I am also making outside our Skype group. Ryvvy, due to personal reasons has decided to take a hiatus from Chrono Asylum. She shall return once she is able and will be welcomed with open arms, till then she will be missed dearly.

This brings me to the announcement, due to Ryvvy's hiatus she nominated a new Co-gm, whome I have no doubts, will do justice to the title. I would like everyone to welcome Kirra as the new Co-gm for Chrono Asylum! =D

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Ante Mortem found them self lagging behind the others as they left the ice-cream parlor, mainly due to Angel's sluggish pace. The Silver Reaper had become rather notorious for being irritatingly lazy when indulging in activities he considered bothersome , a word he believed synonymous to effort. His footsteps dragged across the floor, expressing his disdain for their current predicament.

"What do you think?" The Chrono suddenly inquired with a sudden change in her tone. The jovial and light hearted sound of Rena had been replaced with a callous monotone. As she gently tilted her head to face her partner, even her expressions had drastically transformed. A stoic and calm expression now lay bare across her face; her eyes cold and void, a kin to a doll'.

"Good evening Rin I see you are finally awake," Angel replied, greeting the second half of his partner. "This mission is bothering you as well huh?" He continued, slightly relieved it was not mere paranoia. "It is rather coincidental that the primary makeup of this team mostly comprises of the survivors of Innocence. There is no doubt the ripples of that day would eventually hit shore, but why after eight years of this uncanny silence?" The more he mused over this mystery the more interest slowly peaked.

"The Asylums present.....can you tell?" Rin inquired once more, the cryptic nature of her questions designed to keep this topic from prying ears.

"I'm impressed, there are maybe three or four people who could catch that," Angel replied, a sense of pride in his tone as he complimented the Chrono with a gentle pat. "It is subtle, a subatomic anomaly in their alchemic drives and there is no way that this occurred naturally. Currently it is of no consequence but if this mutation evolves, oh what fun." A fiendish smile lay spread across the Reaper's face as his gaze slowly shifted from one Asylum to the other. [/i]Mason you cheeky bastard.[i]

"We are dealing with uncertainty, if a risk can not be quantified we should eliminate the possibility of it's occurrence," the Chrono responded, her callous tone providing an equally callous solution. The dampened sound of mechanical tinkering appeared to emerge from Rin's boots; however before her stance could change, Angel's arm on her should abated any further action.

"Come now, they are harmless. We have Mischief Maven comprised of Nathan and Lama, I know they seem like a handful but they tend to keep themselves in check and they have track record of getting things done. Next we have Psychosoma made up of Groudon and Altaria, I think it is adorable they are named after pokemon. Also sure the name Banshee might be ominous and what not but come now, between Move and Tiara, the latter is the only problem. And please don’t tell me you wouldn’t feel bad after killing BJ and Kite, their team title sounds like a honeymoon spot.” As Angel spoke he couldn’t help but don a puppy face in hopes to try and convince his partner in letting him keep the new amusement he had discovered.

“Very well, the current probability of risk is minuscule at best so you are welcome to indulge yourself,” despite the fact Rin made it appear as if her decision was based on logic, it was rather evident this was an exception for her brother.

“Lovely, I have something to look forward to now!” The Lost Number replied with his notorious smirk.

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Location: Cruise ship currently in harbor
Passengers: The Bloodline members awaiting the Asylums
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Queen Anne

“Well-well sister, our guests should be approaching at any time!” Dollos exclaimed, the boy clearly enthusiastic over getting to meet Alchemists of such pedigree. “I can’t remember the last time we saw an Asylum, oh wait yes I can,” as he muttered these words the heir couldn’t help but snicker in a belittling fashion towards his doting sister. “The last time we saw an Asylum was when you, my dear…lovely sister, decided to cover a town in fog for weeks causing panic. As much as I would love the opportunity to supersede you for the position of patriarch, I rather not my sister be disemboweled by an Asylum…..so behave yourself.” From the way Dollos spoke to his elder sister, it was clear the boy enjoyed teasing and provoking her.

In the mean time the head of the family found himself mingling with an old ally, the head of the Tatasuko family. Henry had known Zume for a while, particularly due to a friendly business relationship that revolved around information and occasional favors.

“Well hello my old friend,” Henry suddenly entered within Zume’s line of sight, a bright smile spread across his face. “How was the last meeting you hosted, I hear you are steadily gaining influence. These are turbulent times, influence and friends are indeed what helps one through them. Then again within such times, it is friends that one must be cautious off.”

Adesolas

“Look at all these curs, if I find the one responsible for killing our people there will be retribution. Blood for blood, don’t trust anyone Folami, it will only hurt you in the future. You have a kind soul, but this world is not for the kind it is for the strong and the strong must be independent. If you start depending you will eventually fall prey, always remember our traditions and the past child.” Amaka softly lectured her daughter as the Adesola sat at the opposite end of the other bloodlines. Her hatred and paranoia of the other bloodline appeared evident, however what the others weren't aware of were the several eagles that appeared to roam the skies above them while sharks remained positioned far off. Such was the nature of the alchemy of the Adesolas that even nature would bend to their will.

Steins

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Their presence seemed negligible; the quiet bunch of alchemists remained seated without uttering a word, not even speaking to each other. The only thing of import appeared to be that even the Matriarch was present, Cassandra who had only attended two meeting in her entire life.

Laveaus

“Mon’amie, I seem to have lost your God, do you know where I can find him?” The matriarch of the Laveaus didn’t seem to waste any time in exchanging wits with the Pallidinios, a bloodline she severely despised. “Tell me Dante what does you God think about your priests ravaging young boys, il aime ca? How much do you charge him?” She scoffed in a potent French accent, blatantly provoking him in front of the other hypocrites. “What about you Zidnae, care to share your philosophy on God? Are you really sure that your God isn’t the devil?” Clair continued, poking one at the head of Legende’, however her tone didn’t have the same toxic nature, it appeared as if this woman actually respected the man but also enjoyed poking fun at him.

Laofengs

The Laofengs have been known to be consistently present in every meeting, however it has been a time bound tradition that but a single representative is sent from the head family. The presence of a Lao is but a mere reminder of who sits on top of the food chain however at the same time they refuse to interfere in collective Bloodline matters and or politics. They believe in balance and do not believe in exerting power to disturb said balance; instead they willingly allow power to be delegated and dispersed and take the role of the observer. However if this balance is put in jeopardy it is only then the Laofengs take on an active role.
The current situation that has come about due to the deaths in every bloodline has indeed disturbed the balance, which is why this marks the first time in well over a century where a Patriarch has come to grace the meeting in person.

Bearing not a single worry, Lei Gong the current patriarch appeared to be calmly enjoying a glass of vine open to any discussions by any bloodline member that seek to indulge him. However due to security conditions his sister and former Laofeng, Ying remained in close proximity. This however came as little surprise as the Laofengs were known to get special treatment from A.M.R.O and being appointed a Lost Number as a personal guard was but one of them.

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"Looks like we are finally here," Angel muttered in disdain as his eyes gazed upon the cruise or what was in his eyes, a massive death machine.

"Socializing is not my forte," Rin replied in her usual monotone, her worries not being about the chance of the ship being destroyed but having to exert the effort in trying to hold a conversation.

"Don't worry little one, the others will be the one's who shall partake in socializing. We are merely here as insurances, or well it would be more prudent to call us a nuclear warhead on standby."