♢ Where Do You Stand? ♦ (Accepting Role Players Now)

[AsianBro87]

♢ Where Do You Stand? ♦

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231 years ago, there was a stand off between two men. One belonged to an Organization as the other represented the Syndicate. Both of these men were close friends. But what happened to them before they made the decision to face off against one another. What made them tear they're beliefs of one another, what made them stand where they are now and how hard did it feel when they had to kill each other for the power to choose how the world would become in their image. Was it because they lost something very precious? Was it something that dug so deep they realize that the world they live in now is a lie? Or was it, that they hated each other for some sort of reason that didn't leave them in thought but in questions. The only way to find such an answer was to kill the other to find out what was true and what was false? But as one victor stood as the other perished in a sea of blood. He created a world where peace would exist and forever. No more hate, no more pain, no more sacrifices no more deaths. Was his image on how the world should be. And how it shall end in his name.

 

[AsianBro87]

Few Years has passed

Since the final battle ended and a new creator was chosen, the world seemed all to perfect. Peace became the symbol of new life to the citizens that lived in this new generation. The man who stood on top used the power that was handed down from the previous creator and the man begun working by mending the world in his image. Was it not the right choice or the wrong he only did it for the generation to come. He wanted a world where the new wouldn't have to experience loss and deaths. He wanted them to live happily and cherish every minute with someone they would meet and love for all eternity. But many who loss more then this man could mend there empty souls, they grew impatient and anger, What about us! they yelled what about our love ones, what about our hearts! You don't give a damn about us! Why should we coexist with this new world that you have created, The people you have sacrificed so that you may become our creator! What about our hopes and our promises you made to us! Was it not a lie! Who gives a damn about your world! We just want to see our precious ones back! The man turned to his people and smiled as he gave divine judgement. Erasing them from existence he made sure that everyone would not rebel back. He who exists in this world also controls it with his hands. Making sure no one remembers this day he used his Powers to mend there minds, taking the memory of this day and throwing it into a box where he kept the darkest emotions. Only standing in mid air he raised his hands into the sky and separated time and space, knowing that he created his image he needed to make sure nothing would go wrong in space. Leaving the world behind he made sure nothing would change. Creating rules and laws, he made sure that each and everyone would follow, if not. Well each one would be sure to follow otherwise their existence will cease to exist forever.

 

[AsianBro87]

What happens now?

Ever since the creator left the world to the rules and laws, the people lived in peace. No changes were disrupted to the flow of time and space. Instead they're have been some changes to whom they follow. Since the creator has left the world, for the people to make, they began to resolve. The laws were changed, the rules were mended to be followed if questioned. The people that lived on this planet have changed also, everything the man created became an echo. After several years the creator came back to see if his image was followed accordingly, instead he sought a difference. The image he created with his heart and soul became an alternate reality of his image. Instead there have been some sort of control over territories. People fought and killed one another. It was like a bad memory of his past. Using his powers he stopped the battle from going any further. Instead he used his powers to stop it completely, changing the weapons into delicate flowers and grass he had to completely fix everything that has happened. But as strong as he tried the hatred towards another began to absorb his power, whether fixing it created a double of himself. Standing as it faced the man, it used the dark essence from the box as it sealed the strongest emotions. As the box exploded all the hatred seeped inside the man, growing ever stronger he forced the creator to become mortal. Stripping him from his control of the creator, the creator used the last bit of his power and separated it into the people on this world. Knowing from the moment that he was falling, the only way he could face this darker half is giving one civilian a power of his own. A Power to which humans believed to be a supernatural existence in books and movies. Giving them the power he put all his faith upon them, even if they don't forgive him for what he had done in the past, he hopes they will understand if the darkness overwhelms and controls the world, nothing could stop it from taking everything. Splashing into the deep water of the surface he was stripped completely, gasping for air he began to swam up only to find himself floating trying to find some way to land. The water began to move as it pushed him to a beach, knowing that he was stripped from his immortal self and strict from using his powers as a creator, it still seems a bit of his power stayed within him. Leaving him with something to hope for. Maybe just Maybe the previous creator has given him a second chance. But while time was the essence he had to find the rest who he separated his power to, teach them and train them how to fight the darkness. Hope was the last thing on his mind. He had forgotten the feeling and forgotten how to be mortal.

 

[AsianBro87]

Where is where?

The world you reside in is the Earth an alternative world that powers exist along with races like dragons, demons, etc. Since the Creator made everyone unique in every way you are allowed to make a Hybrid which is two races into one. Remember when making such of a Hybrid you only get 1 trait of one race. I cannot allow 2 unless you give me a good reason to have 2. Means you will have to give me a paragraph to why you must have 2. If you cannot give me a good reason I will say no. But this doesn't mean it restricts you to your races abilities. Also you will require only 1 power. Since in the introduction and prologue you have been given 1 power from the 2nd generation creator. Do not worry he cannot take your power away since it has take a great liken to you. Powers choose there master it is not the master that chooses his/her power.

Rules to Follow

Follow the T.o.S which is Terms of Service
Respect each other
PG:13 nothing above
Pm me your profile and title it "Where do I Stand?" Without this title i cannot accept it. But doesn't mean I wont give you another chance.
No God Modding
No Killing without permission
No Cybering
No Advertising or spamming.
Everything else is up to you, and how you make it.

Also yes I'm back for good, I've been away from Role playing because of summer college and work. Now that I have free time from work I only have college to worry about. Shouldn't be hard to stray from. Anyway It's good to be back.

 

[AsianBro87]

The People of this World

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Appearance:
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[b]Name: [/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Occupation:[/b]
[b]Height:[/b]
[b]Weight:[/b]
[b]Eye color:[/b]
[b]Hair color:[/b]
[b]Right handed or Left handed?: [/b](Does effect your way of holding things and using your power.)
[b]Race:[/b] (What are you? If your hybrid erase this and use the hybrid race.)
If you are a Hybrid what two are you?: (If you don't want to use just Race you can put it here for two.) (Optional)
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[b]Your Power: [/b](Can be anything but remember no god power. i will give you a several warning it must have a weakness.)
[b]Weakness:[/b] (For your power, like how long can you use it, how strong can it shield you, how much energy can you absorb, how many things can you control with your mind etc.)
[b]Weapon in hand: [/b](Remember your dominant hand, the other hand will be less stronger then your strongest.)
[b]Abilities:[/b] (What can your race do? Fly? Run faster? Breathe under water? etc. can only have 4.)
[b]Your Level of Power: [/b](Now this is a new thing that I have created, for those who like strong powers your power level must be higher for it to be used. For those who like to be quick and easy the lower your power level makes you faster in a lot of ways. The difference on your level of power makes you who you are. I will give out 1-10)
[b]Whats your story?:[/b] (Tell me at least a 1 paragraph of yourself, it can be from a young age to an adult age. The choice I shall leave up to you.)
[b]What makes you. You?: [/b](Tell me about your character, the personality, what is there likes and dislikes. Something of the sort xD.)
[b]User name: [/b]

 

[AsianBro87]

The People of this World

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Name: Travis (His preferred name is Treveveer (Trev-ah-veer)
Age: 32 years old.
Gender: Male
Occupation: Ex Creator
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 194 lbs.
Eye color: Icy blue
Hair color: Black
Right handed or Left handed?: Right handed.
Race: Werewolf

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Your Power: Creator which allows him to wield the seven elements of time and space. But now since he can't use it at a higher level he can only use two for a short period of time due to the strip of his control over them.
Weakness: Since he was stripped of his power as a creator, he gave away his power to a few selected citizens of this world. Chosen by there liking he lost half of the control over his will. So his level of power strict him from using it fully making it worse for him if he fought the darkness alone. In short terms he is allowed to use only two at max, and must rest for a short period of time to use them again. Basically he has a 30 second cool down on each one of them.
Weapon in hand: He doesn't carry such of a weapon since hes been relying to much on his power as a creator, now that he is no immortal he is now forced to use one to protect himself against the odds of the darkness, he wields a Staff made from the oak tree of this planet. It helps to amplify one of his powers for 5 seconds and its cool down is 60 seconds.
Abilities: Being a werewolf, he is now a mortal. The way he fought back then the feeling of his claws stripping the flesh of another, he grown to be passive and no such feeling exists in him. But now that he is mortal those claws will be needed in such fight against himself, His leaping and his thermostatic will be useful since he can tell if the person is lying just by watching the thermo colors change. As well his Senses of smelling is now sensitive.
Your Level of Power: 5 - since his power was cut in half 5 is where he stands now.
Whats your story?: The story behind Treveveer is a long one, so I will shorten it down for you all. 231 years ago treveveer was once a man of honor, someone who honors the tradition of war. Once a friend to a Man a human male they fought for peace and prosperity. But one day Both of them were forced to face each other, one must become a god to change there images into reality. The Previous was a Dragon a being who was once known to be a legend amongst races. After killing his friend in cold blood, he became the next creator. The previous passed his soul into Treveveer and passed away in peace. But as Treveveer took the mantle he became slightly twisted, first was his emotions, not needed them he tossed and sealed them away. Leaving his friend only in memory. Losing the image of himself as a beast he stripped his race apart only leaving himself as a manner of energy. Lifting himself into the sky he began to mend his image into reality changing everything to his will. But ever since he came back after leaving the world in his image he was stripped and pulled back into one race, forced to become mortal to live and strive once again, memories poured back into him as he felt regret as he breathed in air, gasping for a life that he once had. Now he is mortal and now he must try to save this world from being pulled into a darkness with no way out.
What makes you. You?: Travis is what he is now in this world. Lost his name because of the way he was back then he wanted to start fresh. Nowadays hes the one who became someone who was some sort of god, now mortal once again, he now knows the regret that the beings made for a century and now must grasp reality. He is a supportive leader, likes to help others, hes mostly kind hearted if you get to know him a bit more, doesn't like to fall in love. Once changed him and he never wants to feel that way again but doesn't mean he will not change, it just depends if you can open his heart. Hes strong minded and intelligent, living in time and space he has absorbed the different languages and different writings of each race. Hes the type of guy that doesn't rely on others but if he must he will ask for help. But he still honors of the traditions of his race. And will honor a man or woman that faces him in a fight.
Username: AsianBro87

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Name: Reevevert
Age: 17 years old.
Gender: Male / Female
Occupation: New Creator of Darkness
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Eye color: Neon Blue
Hair color: Black with white linings
Right handed or Left handed?: Left Handed
Race: Darkness
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Your Power: Dark Creation - Similar to the 2nd Generation he can use the darkness of others to amplify his power, using the dark elements at his disposal.
Weakness: Good apparently anything good can reduce the amount of his power but can't fully erase it if the world still has some darkness in them.
Weapon in hand: A Giant Sword known as Ragnarok. Used in legends, it was known to be a weapon of mass destruction, perfect for a Evil master mind.
Abilities: Flight, Speed, Sound, Strength.
Your Level of Power: 100
Whats your story?: There isn't much to say who this man is or what he was, But I can tell you its a manifest of every dark emotion, feeling, touch, fear, death. Everything that took a hold and compressed itself into a being that became the 3rd generation creator. Darkness himself.
What makes you. You?: Psychotic, Kills for fun, Makes the world his toy to play with. Something a Master Mind would do if he had this power.
Username: AsianBro87