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 Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:38 am
Qtub_Ayback Welcome to the first of... well... all the Cult of Belldandy roleplaying storylines! In this scenario... things happen! Anything can happen! Cause we're learning! I'm gonna lay down some ground rules cause I feel obligated to as this cults figurehead leader. No Godmodding - That means no saying what happens when its out of your jurisdiction. ie: destroying a continant with an energy beam, turning into a dragon eating megadragon, killing someone with a single word, being so powerful that your really boring. No Possessing - Don't decide what other characters do! You CAN manipulate NPC/background people though. Thats part of the fun! No Killing other Characters - Unless they consent via PM - roleplaying a death can be fun! Ever notice how alot of the most memorable scenes from movies are the death of a character? No Being of the Arse - If you somehow manage to polymorph into an Arsehole subtype, you will make a saving throw vs. tick me off, or be ejected from the game and take 1d12 impact damage. Be Forgiving - We're new at this. Bear with us. Bear with me. I don't know what I'm doing, so if I'm doing something wrong, tell me nicely. I'll do the same for you. Shaman's honor. Okay, lets do this! Have fun! mew_mew_Katie we'll start by posting profiles to get an understanding of our characters!! here's the requiered information...
Gaian Name:
Character Name:
Sex:
Age:
Birthday:
Status:
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:
Skills and Powers:
Sample RP:
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:45 am
Good initiative! Allright, I've never done this before, but I'll give it a go! I didn't know what kind of R/P we were going to do, so I'll make myself and go from there.
Gaian Name: Qtub_Ayback
Character Name: High Shaman Ayback of the Cult of Belldandy
Age: 46
Birthday: April 13th
Status: Minor arthritis, bad back, otherwise, no complaints!
Appearance: Wears a long, ornamented robe and a giant tassled hat, has long brown hair (wig?!) and is almost always scowling. He carries a large book with him at all times. He seems to have a blue thumbtack in his forehead...
Personality: Loud, arrogant, well intentioned but pompous. Also, has a really bad temper, and is prone to fits of shamanistic ranting that can last an hour.
Bio: He was a college dropout who lived on the street as a vagrant for many years, until he was struck and nearly killed by a taxi. He was (according to a small group of people), saved by the Goddess Belldandy and entrusted with the task of delivering Her message to the people of Gaia. About a year later, he stumbled on to the scene of a mafia deal and due to an event stemming from ignorance and good luck, managed to make off with the briefcase of money and his life intact. He used his newly aquired wealth to found the Cult of Belldandy, and aquire a degree in Applied Shamanism from the Warsaw Witch Doctors College. He then began preaching Her word from a small temple located in a Barton Town suburb.
Skills and Powers: He is not above hitting someone on the head with his giant book. In accordance to his Shaman training, he is a skilled medicine man, meteorologist, fortune teller, and matchmaker. He can supposedly channel some of Belldandy's devine energy into a protective ward, or use it to heal, mend, or encourage his allies. She also randomly sends him messages from the future, so he says.
Sample RP: Shaman Ayback paces violently across the room, his eyes forced tightly shut with anger. His fists are clenched and trembling, and he turns randomly sending his gaze in all directions. "Where on Belldandy's great green Earth is my giant hat!?" he screams...
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 11:37 am
Gaian Name: mew_mew_katie
Character Name: Miyu
Sex: F
Age: 15
Birthday: feb. 2
Status: Black mage
apperance: Fairly short, Shoulder length red hair. Wears strang outfit in dark colours
personality: Shy, and intelligent. Often seems emotionless
Bio: Trained 6 years in the art of black magic.
Skills and Powers: Various types of black magic
summoning: None
Sample RP: "sigh... it's so boring not to be able to blow up squirrels..." miyu moaned,
as she lied in an empty field with nothing living in it. "hmmm maybe i shouldn't have
killed everything at once..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 6:18 pm
Gaian Name: Agarn_Fortez
Character Name: Agarn Fortez
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Birthday: 1/12/83
Status: Trying to get more people to follow Belldandy in hopes that he will find happiness
Appearance: Dressed for success, prepared for failure.
Personality: Nice, but easily annoyed
Bio: Wants a girlfriend but is bad with socializing, has decided that maybe if he works hard enough for Belldandy, maybe she will set him up with one.
Skills and Powers: A quick learner, but doesn't care much for reading.
Sample RP: "Why do girls only like guys that treat them like crap of sexual objects? And why is it that if they say you are nice it means "I'd never go out with you?"
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Agarn Fortez Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:38 pm
Gaian Name: the_paper_crane
Character Name: Crane
Sex: Female
Age: 17
Birthday: 28, November
Status: Student, perpetual lounger and aspiring chemist/physisist
Appearance: While she enjoys lounging in pajamas for extended periods of time, as well as dressing up in absurdly costume-like outfits, Crane is typically seen wearing an outfit resembling a school uniform. Sweater vest, jacket, tie, and a nice pair of jeans. While boy-like, her signature style includes mismatched earrings, layers and waves of red hair.
Personality: Laid-back and often mistaken for being high, Crane is almost always laughing at something. Able to keep herself entertained for hours, she prefers sleeping and listening to music. Friendly with all she meets and full of a vivacious eagerness to learn new things, she's a good person to have at parties. Able to hold her own in almost any conversation, her only known pet-peev is reviewing information, rough drafts, and cooked fish.
Bio: Still a student at an alternative school, Crane is one of the more intelligent students despite never having been seen doing work. Monetary means come from the occasional babysitting gig, volunteer work, or from the various peers that owe her money. Not even out of highschool and she has most classmates in her pocket of debt.
Skills and Powers: With an ability to cook up any appetizer or dessert, but has a weakness for main courses and tragic music. Crane is also known to grant a wish or two to a stranger, although how, is unknown.
Sample RP: "Lets see you get me this time!" Crane challenged the hot pot of oil, suited up in her battle gear of oven mits, tongs, a pair of goggles and an apron. Holding out the pair of tongs in one hand and extended chopsticks in the other as if to commence a battle, she began to flip the dumplings into the hot oil, the pot sizzling almost angrily. Tossing bubbles of hot cooking oil at her, she dodged around, dancing in front of the stove like a mad maniac, dumplings and spices tossed everywhere until finally, she came out a victor with a meal. As if in a last attempt to win, the oil spouted and she tossed over her shoulder, "You're damn right."
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 11:14 pm
(Perhaps I'll begin?)
The Temple was quiet, at least to her ears as she ambled past the doors, smelling faintly of lavender and cloves, hands loose and hidden in the pair of bright red mittens she wore. While winter hadn't even set in, she fancied the bright color and adjusted her tie while glancing around. Though she neglected the brief rule of wearing a sari and sandals, Crane removed her shoes out of respect for the elegant statue across the room, wandering inside leisurely, looking around. Her first time to the tribute and she was curious as to the structure, head tilted back to gaze upwards lazily.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 7:47 pm
The High Shaman sat at the far side of the room in an ornamented chair, buried in a gigantic tome. Oblivious of all around him, he stopped his reading and muttering only to adjust his enourmous hat which was constantly shifting and disrupting his view. After a few minutes, his head slumps down, and the sound of his snoring echoes throughout the chamber...
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 11:35 pm
Dropping her head down, surprisingly quiet for her size, at the sound of a snore. She hadn't realized it before, but now noticed the Shaman in the back, hunched over his book. Lips curling in a chortle, she began to wander towards the back, hands folded behind her and soft steps giving no warning of her advance towards him. She paused only a meter away, staring like a cat without a blink.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:15 pm
The middle aged shaman shifted in his seat a bit as if disturbed by something. Faintly mumbling something about an air conditioner, he slumped his head down into his book, nearly drooling on the pages. His grip wavering, he let the book slide from his hands and fall to the floor, revealing that is was a catalogue from an Indian clothing store...
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 10:02 pm
"Hm..." With her head tilted at the sight of the fallen book, she knelt down and scooped it up, drawing her fingers up to her mouth for a small lick, now sifting through the pages. Leaning against his chair nonchalantly as if he weren't there, book in one hand and the other tugging out a small kerchief and tossing it to his lap to keep it clean from any drool. "Ooh, that's a nice color....The hem is a little off..." Mumbling to herself in a conversation, she continued to search through the pages, "Your wig is on fire."
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:21 am
Miyu started to enter the room. She then notced Ayback's wig and hurried over, carrying her staff. "Oh My GOD!!", She cried in alarm, "we need...
Water!"
She pointed her staff at Ayback's wig and dowsed the fire. Leaving his head thoroughly soacked.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:39 pm
Startled at the sudden rush of water, hopping back to avoid the splash, Crane was now staring at Miyu in a sort of bewildered astonishment. While Ayback's wig had not been on fire whatsoever, it was still startling to her.
"Well...quite an entrance!" Laughing to that, Crane tossed the magazine to Miyu and turned around, hands folding behind her as she wandered around the room, gazing right up to the statue's face for a moment.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:44 pm
katie stood ,holding the magazine, slightly cofused. She spun around and called to Crane, "But you just said it was on fire!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:47 pm
With a lazy shrug, she only smirked and tilted her head a bit, arms falling back to rest at her sides. "So I did..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:53 pm
Katie remained where she stood. Now even more confused than before. "HUH? Why'd you say it was on fire if it wasn't?" She said Stupidly.
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