Story:
The world's skies turned dark, day to night. The grass shriveled, tree's went bare, and all the world suffered as death came to rule. The earth it self died, falling into the darkness, and with it, all hope of life in its realm. Yet, that tale is not all true. One last hope still lived, a single shard of light in the barren and dieing world. The very last shard of life it self. Sealed long ago when prophecy for told the worlds end millenia past. With in the dark and descent world the shard called out to four chosen few to unseal it, and birth life and light to the world again.
This is were your tale, your story, your future, begins. Will you survive the cruel darkened world, and prevail? Or be swallowed whole, with the world dieing along side you?
Rules:
1. Have fun, be creative, and inventive.
2. Expect to get hurt. This wont be a pleasure cruise. Your characters may even die before the end.
3. No Auto Hitting, Speed Hacking, Puttering, or Auto Blocking/Dodging.
4. PM profiles to me and include a 'Domokun' in the post, so I know you read the rules, and title the PM 'Gaia Rockz'.
5. No Killing other players characters, unless its been okayed by the one to be killed by OOC talk.
6. All OOC talk is to be typed in {[()]}. [Example.]
7. Follow the Gaia TOS.
8. My word is law for all things, I'll write in red when needed.
9. Ignore rule 4. PM profiles to me and include a 'ninja' in the post, so I know you read the rules, and title the PM 'It's My Story!'.
10. Be literate, one paragraph post at least. Writers block will be understandable time to time.
11. No using ~ or * for action or speech. Wright every thing out like a book.
12. No chat speak.
13. Romance is encouraged, but no cybering.
14. Fighting is encouraged, but no killing off important to semi-important NPC's with out getting approval via PMing with me.
I can and will add more rules as needed.
The four heroes.
Gaia Name: Lock_Wolf
Name: Chris Silverwing
Age: 18
Magic: He can heal all sorts or wounds or varies injuries. Small cuts being nothing, but larger gashes or heavier degrees of damage will cause him to loose his breath with ease. He can also create varies kinds of shields, in both size, shape, and use. If he pushes his powers to far with out rest though, his body will start to become covered in bruises, eventually blacking out his entire skin if he goes way over board.
Talents: Cooking, writing, mixed marshal arts, and mild medical knowledge.
Weapons: A pump action shot gun with buck shot, a 45.mm glock, and a high quality bowie knife.
Personality: Normally a kind and sweet guy, and can get along with almost anyone. More so since he's almost always calm and relaxed. But, he can also have cases of being hyper and energetic, rambling moments, and general idiots for the sake of fun. He's also a bit of a Dr. Phil, liking to talk with people, and trying to help them ether solve there issues, or just be a shoulder to cry on. But, he also has a case of split personality disorder. His split being naturally more agitated, aggressive, quick, logical thinking, dogmatic, sarcastic, a*****e. Yet still retaining somewhat of a soft spot for kids. He's also a large flirt, yet while being highly loyal, and protective.
Short Bio: Chris was born the average kid for the most part, his dad was a mechanic till he became injured in a car crash. And his mother was a grocery store employ until hit by cancer, and later, disability. Both his parents injured, along side varies extended family problems Chris just started to crack. His father depressed, and wishing he could die. And his mother growing more and more mentally unstable everyday he eventually just stopped trying to hold himself together, and started to try and hold everyone else together. This worked only for so long till his mind actually spilt in two. A year later at the same time as his father caught staff in his leg, his first girlfriend, and long time best friend started to cheat on him, as her own life feel to pieces. Already shaken, hurt, and unstable, it was the last straw. His mind just snapped for good all at once. It was then he found he still had one good friend left, and was slowly pierced back together with there help, learning no matter what, theres always a helping hand, and someone willing to be by your side, even when your worlds falling a part. It was then the world fell, and the shard called out to him.
Appearance:
Other Little Notes:
The embodiment and will of corruption.
Gaia Name: Lock_Wolf
Name: Corbin McGlade
Age: 24
Magic:
He can 'draw' things into existence by painting its likeness in air with his finger, black ink standing still in the air were his fingers just drew. The things he draws can't stay stable unless there close to him, and even then, are normally quiet brittle.
He can move between shadows and darkness, using them like doorways.
He can pass through walls, like there not there.
His body's like that of ghost when shrouded in darkness, everything passing through it harmlessly, yet while his own hands and sword still cut at your flesh.
His strength is like that of three men.
His movements are almost to quick for the eye to follow, and silent as the grave.
His arms can stretch out up to ten feet to grab at you.
And he can summon darkness to any area immediately around him. His body always encased in pitch black shadows.
Yet, a single ray of light can disarm him, and a large source of light can bring him what seems to be great pain, bringing him to his knees while screaming. [this has yet to be found out yet though]
Talents: Artist[varies forms]
Weapons: N/A
Personality: Unknown.
Short Bio: When the shard of life chose its four heroes, the force killing the planet found a soul it be easily expressed in, and took it over for its own use. Corbin was that soul. Once a proud and successful artist, his imagination, and ability to put any emotion into pitchers so real they seemed to have a life of there own. But when corruption entered, his body became the canvas.
Appearance:
Other Little Notes:
Profile Skeleton:
Gaia Name:
Charater's Name: [First and last, middle optional]
Age: [18- 26]
Magic: [thanks to the shard calling you, magic has awakened in you. remember to be original, and that the gift has come from life. take it as you will. theres no real power limits here, I'll talk any power/s over with you if I feel they don't quite fit. Also note, magic is limited, as in, when you use it, it drains you. Quick. so even though you can use god like abilities, you'll only be able to once every day or so.]
Talents: [what are you good at? what did you do before the world started to die? cook, clean, fix cars? again, be original]
Weapons: [carry many as you want. but be reasonable. If you carrying a 100 pound battle ax, BFG, and lord knows what else. You'll be lucky if you can move. let alone aim. ]
Personality: [your choice. long, or short. simple, or detailed. long as we get a small feel for your character, it'll be fine. we'll meet the real you in the rp anyway]
Short Bio: [one paragraph at least. three max. save enough for us to be curious int he rp. ^^ ]
Appearance: [anime pic[[high quality]], or detailed explanation. And I mean very detailed, as in I could draw him/her after reading it.]
Other Little Notes: [anything I missed, and you'd like to add. ^^ ]
The world's skies turned dark, day to night. The grass shriveled, tree's went bare, and all the world suffered as death came to rule. The earth it self died, falling into the darkness, and with it, all hope of life in its realm. Yet, that tale is not all true. One last hope still lived, a single shard of light in the barren and dieing world. The very last shard of life it self. Sealed long ago when prophecy for told the worlds end millenia past. With in the dark and descent world the shard called out to four chosen few to unseal it, and birth life and light to the world again.
This is were your tale, your story, your future, begins. Will you survive the cruel darkened world, and prevail? Or be swallowed whole, with the world dieing along side you?
Rules:
1. Have fun, be creative, and inventive.
2. Expect to get hurt. This wont be a pleasure cruise. Your characters may even die before the end.
3. No Auto Hitting, Speed Hacking, Puttering, or Auto Blocking/Dodging.
4. PM profiles to me and include a 'Domokun' in the post, so I know you read the rules, and title the PM 'Gaia Rockz'.
5. No Killing other players characters, unless its been okayed by the one to be killed by OOC talk.
6. All OOC talk is to be typed in {[()]}. [Example.]
7. Follow the Gaia TOS.
8. My word is law for all things, I'll write in red when needed.
9. Ignore rule 4. PM profiles to me and include a 'ninja' in the post, so I know you read the rules, and title the PM 'It's My Story!'.
10. Be literate, one paragraph post at least. Writers block will be understandable time to time.
11. No using ~ or * for action or speech. Wright every thing out like a book.
12. No chat speak.
13. Romance is encouraged, but no cybering.
14. Fighting is encouraged, but no killing off important to semi-important NPC's with out getting approval via PMing with me.
I can and will add more rules as needed.
The four heroes.
Gaia Name: Lock_Wolf
Name: Chris Silverwing
Age: 18
Magic: He can heal all sorts or wounds or varies injuries. Small cuts being nothing, but larger gashes or heavier degrees of damage will cause him to loose his breath with ease. He can also create varies kinds of shields, in both size, shape, and use. If he pushes his powers to far with out rest though, his body will start to become covered in bruises, eventually blacking out his entire skin if he goes way over board.
Talents: Cooking, writing, mixed marshal arts, and mild medical knowledge.
Weapons: A pump action shot gun with buck shot, a 45.mm glock, and a high quality bowie knife.
Personality: Normally a kind and sweet guy, and can get along with almost anyone. More so since he's almost always calm and relaxed. But, he can also have cases of being hyper and energetic, rambling moments, and general idiots for the sake of fun. He's also a bit of a Dr. Phil, liking to talk with people, and trying to help them ether solve there issues, or just be a shoulder to cry on. But, he also has a case of split personality disorder. His split being naturally more agitated, aggressive, quick, logical thinking, dogmatic, sarcastic, a*****e. Yet still retaining somewhat of a soft spot for kids. He's also a large flirt, yet while being highly loyal, and protective.
Short Bio: Chris was born the average kid for the most part, his dad was a mechanic till he became injured in a car crash. And his mother was a grocery store employ until hit by cancer, and later, disability. Both his parents injured, along side varies extended family problems Chris just started to crack. His father depressed, and wishing he could die. And his mother growing more and more mentally unstable everyday he eventually just stopped trying to hold himself together, and started to try and hold everyone else together. This worked only for so long till his mind actually spilt in two. A year later at the same time as his father caught staff in his leg, his first girlfriend, and long time best friend started to cheat on him, as her own life feel to pieces. Already shaken, hurt, and unstable, it was the last straw. His mind just snapped for good all at once. It was then he found he still had one good friend left, and was slowly pierced back together with there help, learning no matter what, theres always a helping hand, and someone willing to be by your side, even when your worlds falling a part. It was then the world fell, and the shard called out to him.
Appearance:
Other Little Notes:
The embodiment and will of corruption.
Gaia Name: Lock_Wolf
Name: Corbin McGlade
Age: 24
Magic:
He can 'draw' things into existence by painting its likeness in air with his finger, black ink standing still in the air were his fingers just drew. The things he draws can't stay stable unless there close to him, and even then, are normally quiet brittle.
He can move between shadows and darkness, using them like doorways.
He can pass through walls, like there not there.
His body's like that of ghost when shrouded in darkness, everything passing through it harmlessly, yet while his own hands and sword still cut at your flesh.
His strength is like that of three men.
His movements are almost to quick for the eye to follow, and silent as the grave.
His arms can stretch out up to ten feet to grab at you.
And he can summon darkness to any area immediately around him. His body always encased in pitch black shadows.
Yet, a single ray of light can disarm him, and a large source of light can bring him what seems to be great pain, bringing him to his knees while screaming. [this has yet to be found out yet though]
Talents: Artist[varies forms]
Weapons: N/A
Personality: Unknown.
Short Bio: When the shard of life chose its four heroes, the force killing the planet found a soul it be easily expressed in, and took it over for its own use. Corbin was that soul. Once a proud and successful artist, his imagination, and ability to put any emotion into pitchers so real they seemed to have a life of there own. But when corruption entered, his body became the canvas.
Appearance:
Other Little Notes:
Profile Skeleton:
Gaia Name:
Charater's Name: [First and last, middle optional]
Age: [18- 26]
Magic: [thanks to the shard calling you, magic has awakened in you. remember to be original, and that the gift has come from life. take it as you will. theres no real power limits here, I'll talk any power/s over with you if I feel they don't quite fit. Also note, magic is limited, as in, when you use it, it drains you. Quick. so even though you can use god like abilities, you'll only be able to once every day or so.]
Talents: [what are you good at? what did you do before the world started to die? cook, clean, fix cars? again, be original]
Weapons: [carry many as you want. but be reasonable. If you carrying a 100 pound battle ax, BFG, and lord knows what else. You'll be lucky if you can move. let alone aim. ]
Personality: [your choice. long, or short. simple, or detailed. long as we get a small feel for your character, it'll be fine. we'll meet the real you in the rp anyway]
Short Bio: [one paragraph at least. three max. save enough for us to be curious int he rp. ^^ ]
Appearance: [anime pic[[high quality]], or detailed explanation. And I mean very detailed, as in I could draw him/her after reading it.]
Other Little Notes: [anything I missed, and you'd like to add. ^^ ]
Well, lets see. first thing.
Gather the poeple.
Have them in a group? Say the shard draws them together? Old freinds? I like the second one best.
Now, were too first?
Libary, and gather information? Feel, that they need to go north/whatever? Old man senario? Be attacked?
Ok, we're moving on, and getting to were we need to be. how do we move?
Walk? Drive? Transportation power? Hitchhick? If drive, car will be destoryed once at the next city.
Ok, now were at the next big city, area.
Attack/chased by Corbain? People in need/hurt? Pick up a new member[if needed].
after that?
back together/safe somewere. take a break. rest/sleep. then move on
