The Takeover Remake OOC/SU

Name: Ashura Fly

Age: 18

Sex: Female

Appearance:

Bio: Ashura Fly was brought up in a merc shrine. From the age of 6 she has been trained to full fill the prophecy of the Ashura Warrior. She is a powerfull warrior and a deadly assassin. She carries a 11" katana(about the length of Sephiroth's) and a heavy Claymore sword bandaged to her back(as in she can't take it off, bandaged into her back). She left her Shrine 4 years ago and since then her operations have been a mystery.

Class: Assassin, Warrior, Mercenary.

Weapon: 11"Katana, 6" Claymore.

 

Name: Hazel

Age: 18

Sex: Female

Appearance:

Bio: Hazel is rather “soldier” like. She is brutal and dangerous although appearance wise she is beautiful. She has a vast combat knowledge which aids her when being a paid assassin. When not training, she is a swords craftsmen. Hazel does not like to talk much, she hates nearly everyone. However she adores animals, especially horses. Hazel never seems to show her true potential, when the time is needed then she shall. Her past is clouded with mystery and the occasional flashback or dream haunts her.

Class: Swordsman / Assassin

Weapon: Katana( handed down through generations) [[senbonsakura Zanpakto look alike]]

 

Name: Hoshi
Age: 19
Sex: female
Appearance:

Bio: Hoshi is a first class ninja. Her mother is from far away. After she was born, she knows her mother had been murdered, that's all she knows. Her father is a ninja and has been training her since she was 10 years old.
Class: ninja, mercenary
Weapon: hidden dagger(like in the pic) katana, throwing knives, special powders(sleep gas[make people asleep] smoke gas[easy escape] and posion gas[knocks out maybe even kill others])

 

Name: Gin
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Appearance:
Bio: Gin is one of a party of Xan's team. He is a loyal and yet cold and ruthless assassin that hide his face with fake emotions. Nobody knows his past and what would turned him into someone like that. He's also a good archer with sharp eyes
Class: Assassin
Weapon:
-Two blades hided in his cloak and his feet (which increase the damage of his kick)
-Longbow
http://www.resvrgam.com/tlp/sow/files/resvrgam/weapon-longbow.jpg
-and knives

 

Name:
Kivan
Age:
21
Sex:
Male
Appearance:

Bio:
Kivan was an orphan, given away by his parents at age six. He was always known for being super hyper and quick, and usually got in trouble for it. He couldn't stand the place. He had no friends, and didn't want any. One night, a dark and rainy night, Kivan escaped. He tip-toed quietly throughout the orphanage, taking out guards with sleeper moves. And he managed to scale a 9-foot wall.

Kivan had discovered a ninja school, in which he enrolled at by age 9. Kivan was the master's favorite student. Displaying agility and technicality to defeat his opponets. But Master never thought Kivan was a special as Kivan's rival. And no matter how great he was, he always seemed lower. This upset Kivan, and what seemed to be a play battle, led to the death of his master. Kivan was stamped disrespectful. A dishonor to the ninja culture. He didn't care. When asked why, he says,

"Don't underestimate me."
Class:
First Class Ninja
Weapon:
(In picture)​

 

I it too late to join?

Name: Rubican
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Appearance:
Bio: Rubican comes from a small village that is part of the Southern Kingdom.His father died of disease when he was five and is mother never took good care of him and his two younger siblings after that for lack of money.He ran away in order to find a way to help his family,eventaully becoming a thief.He tried to rob a ninja,but was caught easily.Instead of being killed,though,the ninja took him in and enrolled him at the same academy as Kivan.He was now Ten.He was an average ninja and didnt spend much time with the others,but admired Kivan for his own beliefs,though he also believed he was somewhat reckless.
Class: 2nd class Ninja
Weapon: Katana,shurikian

(I couldnt think of anything better then being a ninja.Assassin's seem to have more anyway,and I couldnt think of a good one for other classes)

 

OOC: Hey...please let me know if my character is too out of whack for this RP, I can make another one...but I just made a character for the "Nations" RP, and would like to use a similar (almost identical) character here if that's ok. (I notice most people are 'stealthy' classes...I hope that's not the anticipated norm. If it is, let me know! I can make a samurai or something like that haha)​

Name: Mithyl Monterray, Ambassador of Lothian
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Class: Paladin
Appearance: ​

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=-==-=
Blade with whom I have lived, Blade with whom I now die,
Serve the light one last time, Seek one last heart of evil,
One last life of pain, Cut well old friend...and then it is farewell...
=-==-=​

Bio: Mithyl is jokingly known by the townspeople of Lothian as the 'miracle child.' After nearly drowning at a young age, Mithyl claims that he had once 'gone into the light' and claims he can recall his own death quite vividly. This has labelled him as legendary according to some, and as a lunatic according to others. Luckily for him, the noblemen of Lothian care not for such superstition and assign positions based on merit and allegiance alone.​

His father Laertes was captain of a legion of the Lothian guard, and as such, pressured Mithyl to begin his soldier training at a young age. However, Mithyl just did not take. His father, eager to involve Mithyl in the military life, decided he would teach his son the art of smithing. It wasn't until many years later that Mithyl could comfortably wield a sword, after practicing with his own crafted work.​

At the age of 14, Mithyl was called to Lothian's royal courtyard. He was to forge a weapon of such beauty that would stand as a testament to the kingdom of Lothian's rich culture. Mithyl gladly respected the king's wishes and produced his finest work. Before presenting it to the king, he took his smithing hammer and took one swift swing at the sword, curving the blade slightly.​

Upon presenting the blade to the king, the king was appalled. Surely any blacksmith could produce a straight blade! It was only after Mithyl explained that only God Himself could create something which is without flaw and anything humans craft must be imperfect, that the king recanted and gladly accepted Mithyl's humble gift. The king rewarded Mithyl with an honorary position on his father's legion.​

Three years later, two bandits from Ayrshire snuck into the kingdom of Lothian by day, and snuck out of the kingdom of Lothian, wielding Mithyl's beautiful gift, by night. Laertes took his legion, Mithyl included to retrieve the sword. The guards of Ayrshire were not prepared to let Mithyl and his fellow soldiers into their kingdom over something so childish, and so it was at this time that Mithyl's negotiating skill shone. He convinced not only the guards to let him (and him alone) into the city, but he even convinced the bandits to return the blade...without a fight!​

The king was so pleased with Mithyl that he wished to grant him anything. Mithyl simply said that he wished to be the king's messenger. He decided that if war could be prevented, it must be prevented at all costs. This was his creed.​

It wasn't until 5 years later, that Mithyl finally displayed his physical strength. The townspeople of Lothian were terrorized by a dragon, which kept eating their livestock and destroying their homes. Mithyl's own dwelling was burned to the ground, with his entire family (except for he and his father) inside. Laertes was in agony, his entire life was built with this woman, his children who he loved dearly... He set out to slay said dragon. He fought very bravely and died very quickly...Mithyl had no one left.​

Mithyl donned his heaviest armor, adding a layer of leafy tunics (on the inside) to help absorb heat. He took his favourite sword and shield (all hand crafted of course) and set out to reason with the dragon.​

Foolishness. The dragon would not listen to the words of its dinner.​

The dragon crushed Mithyl with its tail. Mithyl, in his final moments, uttered his famous words:​

Blade with whom I have lived, Blade with whom I now die,
Serve the light one last time, Seek one last heart of evil,
One last life of pain, Cut well old friend...and then it is farewell...​

He valiantly stabbed the dragon, and to his surprise, the heavens themselves poured light onto him...and he grew wings. He flew up above the dragon and swiftly stabbed his blade through its skull.​

The townspeople rejoiced, and began to call Mithyl the miracle child, for his life was spared twice. The king, in his graciousness, declared that Mithyl be known as a Paladin of the kingdom of Lothian, for his affiliation with the light.​

And so, 6 years later, Mithyl still serves as the king's ambassador...but in light of Ayrshire's tardiness and lack of attendance at the Grand Citadel, Mithyl could do little to stop the tension with Ayrshire.​

Personality: Almost a bit too much of a push-over, Mithyl will work very hard to avoid a fight. He is one of the kindest soldiers to be found on the battlefield. He consistently donates his weapons and armor, as well as food, to fellow soldiers and beggars for no cost.​

Weapon: Anything a smith can craft. Traditionally, he uses a one handed weapon, such as a sword, or mace, and a shield, but has been known to cast aside his shield for a two handed weapon such as a pike or battle axe.​

Powers: Mithyl has the power of light. He is spiritually attuned and can regenerate his wounds faster than most people can. He also has the ability to fly on wings of light, when his life is in peril.​

(Hope that's not too 'god-like' for you...I won't over-abuse it, just thought it'd be neat!)

 

Sure, please contact me via PM if you'd prefer that

 

Name: Shiina Chihiro

Age: 24

Sex: Male

Appearance:

Bio: My parents were brutely murded when i was 6 and i was sent to become one of the Order of Ayamu an order of worrior Monks the best in the land known to keep order between the three grate nations.

Once every ten years our Order would come together for a day of peace were we wuld neel in prayer and would not touch a weapone or fight in any way as an Oath to Our Heavenly Parents. The King of Ayrshire used this day to slaughter all of my Brothers of the Order save the few, like myself, who were not permitted to attend in case such a thing should happen so our Order would not be destroyed.

There is no excuse for Ayrshire actions. Chosen for my skill the brothers of the Order, gave me the staff of the ancients and i'm comissioned to destroy Ayrshire and his plans

Class: Order of Ayamu seventh degree monk, Worrior

Weapon: Staff of the Ancients and Order of Ayamu Martial Arts

 

Ummm, in RP's here we don't write or talk first person, it's all third person, meaning those I's are He's, him's, his's, so on

 

Third person is perfectly acceptable because the point of roleplaying is to BE someone else, and in being someone else first person is acceptable as you are roleplaying as that person. If it was all thrid person it would be storytelling not roleplaying(playing the role of someone else)

 

Ok. So who are the groups now, since Ashura switched?

 

Um is it to late to sign up....If not then.

Name: Jade
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Bio: Jade came from a family line of swordmans but when she was 10 her entire family was killed and the killers planned on making her bleed to death but to their surprise she had more talent than they expected. She alone killed them all. But she never had gotten the answer on why would anyone wanna kill her family. Years past and she learned the power of assiantion. Though she may look like a innocent school girl she is a strong Warrior ready for everything. Her personality is cool and cocky , She loves taunting people when she knows she have the upper hand.

Class:Assassin
Weapon:Blade she names: Weeping Rose Petals

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