Tetsu Posted March 6, 2015 Share Posted March 6, 2015 «SOUNDTRACK» Reveal hidden contents [TABLE=width: 500, align: center] [TR] [TD]In a distant world, there exists magic called Magus. The Gods has given a selected few the gift to harness their almighty power. Thus, the Magus Users were born. Mankind were supposed to use this power to suppress the Dragons and Beasts which nearly brought humanity to extinction. However, mankind grew arrogant. When they finally claimed a land of their own, they fought with each other. Their greed angered the Gods. To suppress these people, the Gods brought their descendants to Earthland. They had given them the task to end the war and to build a civilization where everyone was at peace. Countries were born and war ceased to exist for several centuries. On the 5th Day of Year 762 of the Great Magus Era, Wellsburg Kingdom has started a war with the Hyldarian Empire - a united country consisting Hyldaria and Eregon. That was a complete violation of the Peace Treaty since Old Age. Despite the advantage of numbers, Wellsburg Kingdom won and conquered over the Hyldarian Empire and called itself as Wellsburg Empire. Not too soon, the neighboring principality of Borrikham fell victim to the uprising power of Wellsburg. Upon hearing the news of the Wellsburg's world domination, the surrounding countries prepared themselves. They formed alliances and strengthened their military power. Khazaria, a Kingdom southeast from Wellsburg, opted to surround itself with a Magus Barrier. Khazaria has predicted they were next to be invaded. With a huge mountain range surrounding the northern borders of Sylveria and Phenex and a 5 kilometer high land elevation at the norther border of Logeria, Wellsburg's sole bridge to the south was Khazaria by walking through the edges of the Phenex Border from Eregon. On the 106th Day of Year 762 of the Great Magus Era, as speculated, Wellsburg Kingdom had arrived at Khazaria. However, to their surprise, the kingdom has surrounded itself with an impenetrable barrier. The army had no choice but to make a camp outside the borders until the magus barrier ran out of mana - but the day never came. The Magus Barrier was supplied by pure magus from the magus rich soil of the kingdom. There was no way to break in. Until... a traitor came. The barrier broke and and Wellsburg troops has started their conquest. Khazaria was deemed to lose. Until the descendants of the founders of Khazaria intervened. They harbor the power of their ancestors - the power of the Gods which ended the war of old age. The six of them holds the trump card - The Lost Magus.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=width: 650, align: center] [TR] [TD] ZEPHYR ZWEI FRANCOIS VON KHAZARIA Reveal hidden contents [TABLE=class: grid, width: 300, align: center] [TR] [TD] «BIOGRAPHY» Blessed from birth, Zwei was an elite among all elites of Earthland. He was born a prince of one of the most powerful kingdom. Though the throne was not for him, he led a life of luxury and prestige. He grew rich and he would die in the peaceful land of Khazaria. Until it happened. The young Zwei at the age of ten was kidnapped. Sneaking out of the palace, his foot reached him to the unknown land of the outskirts where thieves frequent. He was kidnapped by the brutes for he surely worth millions of golds. However, even before they could decide of a ransom, Zwei's mother, Alessana, had foreseen the danger her child was in. The Queen , which was also the palace magician, led a force of a hundred troop to the hideout of the bandits. Unexpectedly, the bandits had placed traps all over the place and when the troops reached the hideout, there had only been a third of the force left. Everyone struggled which ended in victory - with the Queen and Zwei only living among the hundreds of corpses scattered among the vicinity. The Queen lost all of her mana and it would take a day to recover. It was hardly called a victory. On the way home a group of masked men surrounded the two. Powerless, they could never do anything but run. However, even running was futile. Knowing that survival was not for two, the Queen told Zwei to run as she was going to hold the enemy off with the slight exhausted magus residing in her body. That was the last day the young prince saw of his mother. Being powerless had Zwei hating himself. If only he was stronger... If only he hadn't sneaked out from the palace... his mom would never have gone to rescue him and would still be here. At the young age of ten, Zwei had forced himself to mature. He started to train magus under the strongest magus users of the kingdom... and not too soon, he found out he held one of the strongest magus - the Requip Arts. «PERSONALITY» Refined, Mature and Collected. Zwei has a strong sense of responsibility, leadership and justice. «MAGUS SKILLS» [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] Zwei uses the power of ice through Fryster, the sword of ice owned by the tyrant ruler of Winterland centuries ago - the Great Emperor Frys. Fryster is thin and partly translucent. Anything cut by its blade freezes. The weilder is blessed with the power of Ice Magus through the sword and Ice Magus resistance through the armor. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Zwei requips the cursed sword Masamune which has been locked and forgotten for centuries as its wielder will lose control of its power and will be immersed with severe bloodlust, cutting both foe and ally. Masamune gives the owner the power of stealth, speed and Magus Skills specializing in one hit kills. However, Masamune is best used at night or in the darkness.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Zwei Requips Nen and Zed, a twin sword owned by the God of Trickery Ganadis. Nen and Zed blessed the user the Magus of Illusion, deceiving enemy senses. A slash using the right hand will look like a slash in the left.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Zwei requips the sword of the Demon Lord Lucifer - Orsted. The sword is engulfed by a never ending flames of hell that burns anything it touches. Orsted blessed the wielder the power of Fire Magus through the sword and Fire Magus resistance through the armor.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Zwei requips Vesta - the swords of unknown origin. When requipped, the wielder losses posession of any weapon. Instead, thousands of blades will rain towards the direction of desired location. The price of this power is that the wielder is vulnerable to surprise attacks with no means of defense except the armor used.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Zwei requips his strongest weapon Zepiroth which was used by the legendary hero Zepar. The blade is clad in dried blood from its former victims. When requipped, Zwei has an increased speed and power but the most important uses of Zepiroth is the ultimate defense which gives the armor invulnerability for a few seconds when activated and the ultimate offense which gives the sword the power to pierce through any armor and barrier.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] «SKILLS» SWORD MASTERY - Zwei is a master swordsman capable of wielding all types of swords from Great Swords to Rapiers. His swords skills alone is more powerful than the average magus users. ENHANCED REACTION SPEED - Zwei was trained to be able to react to all forms of visible attacks. He can see the trajectory of the fastest magus spells and weapon attacks and. UNDYING WILL - When faced to fatal situation, Zwei's undying will to protect everyone gives him energy to stand up and fight no matter how hopeless the situation is. «OTHERS» Zwei is the descendant of Zwaun Heinrich von Khazaria, one of the founders of the kingdom called "Great Six" and the first King. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [/TD] [TD] WOLFDOG12 SHIKEI CANDORE VON HADES Reveal hidden contents [TABLE=class: grid, width: 300, align: center] [TR] [TD] «BIOGRAPHY» Basically he was adopted when he was about 3 or 4 and he only later found out his real name when he was around 16 when he gained his powers. «PERSONALITY» Cool and rather laid back but he can joke around and easily have fun. He has a strange sense of justice that not everyone believes in so many really try to hold him back. He is tough to anger but when he is angry it's best to run away. «MAGUS SKILLS» WEAPON SUMMON This is different from other summonings because this requires no magic at all and he can call forth the Scythe (seen in the photo of my character) any time he wants. SUMMONINGS [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] Extremely low level demon that requires practically no magic at all. They look like little bugs and can easily go unnoticed. These demons are good for going ahead and analyzing situations. These demons can not fight, however, summoning a thousand at a time can at least help distract and create a black wall to help aid in any needed escape. Coal tars can easily be destroyed (especially with holy water). [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] This is a mid level demon that does require some magic to summon and Shikei can only summon two of them at a time. They are pretty good fighters and are the size of a large dog. They act a bit like monkeys so they fight with their large over sized hands, also used for aid in running and jumping, and they fight with their mouths attempting to get a large bite in their drooling mouths, Bahemoths don’t have lots of sharp teeth but they do have a strong pull that is powerful enough to quickly and easily rip someone’s arm or leg off. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] This is a very high level demon that takes up quite a bit of magic. This demon also requires a long incantation to be able to be summoned leaving Shikei vulnerable for the three minutes while speaking as well as the two minutes after the summoning for him to catch his breath and be able to move on again. This beast takes on the form of a white wolf engulfed in blue flames and is the size of a smaller car. The flames are not hot to allies but anyone the beast bites or attacks will be engulfed in these flames and can easily burn to ashes in a matter of a few seconds. A total of 3 people can ride comfortably and easily on the back of this demon. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] OTHER ABILITIES HEART CAPTURE - This is not a love spell but actually it captures what people fear most in their heart of hearts and forces them to live it. The person becomes completely paralyzed in fear as they see and live their worst fears in their heads. Their mind shows them images. This requires very little magic and can last up to 2 hours. To use this magic Shikei simply needs to make eye contact with someone for a second and it works. This spell is the reason Shikei keeps his eyes shut all the time. He can now control it but when his emotions flare too much he may lose a handle and catch someone in it. BEAST'S ARM - [left] If fighting in a closed space where he can’t summon his scythe or for any other reason he does not use his scythe, he can use the darkness around him including shadows and can cloak his right arm in creating almost a demon’s hand. It has sharp claws and releases a toxin in a person after they’d been slashed open by the claws. This requires a bit of magic to bring about but it requires a ton of magic and mental power to keep it maintained. The Beast’s arm also poisons Shikei and the longer he holds it not only does he risk destroying his mind but he risks losing his arm. If held too long, when Shikei gets around to releasing this spell his arm will be jet black and completely useless until his body can regenerate the cells inside and fix the arm. This can take anywhere from a couple hours to a couple days. CHAIN MANPULATION - Just like it says as a title this is where Shikei is able to control the chains that surround him and his scythe. The chains weigh 10 times more then normal chains and are good for holding someone down. Because the chains have a mind of their own and always wrap around Shikei and his scythe, it takes a quite a bit of magic to get them to pull away and do his bidding. They do however stay once someone is captured allowing Shikei to ease up on his magic flow into the chains.[/left][/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [/TD] [/TR] [TR] [TD] ALPHAZERO CAIUS AMOR CALLIXTUS Reveal hidden contents [TABLE=class: grid, width: 300, align: center] [TR] [TD] «BIOGRAPHY» Caius became an amnesiac at a young age. He doesn't remember anything before the age of 13. He concluded that he never had any family alive, as they never looked for him. One day during the winter, he found himself stranded in a field of snow with nothing but his fur coat and a journal with just his full name written on the first page, his age, and birthday. The land was bare, with nothing but a white blanket covering the land. He began aimlessly walking while desperately trying to fight the cold. There wasn't a specific place that he wanted to go to, he just continuously moved until he could no more. After 2 continuous days of nonstop walking, his body reached its limit and he collapsed. Through his blurry vision from the ground, he saw something gleam in the distance. He couldn't walk there, so he crawled. Up against a tree covered with snow, there was a wooden bow coupled with some arrows and a bow carrier. Caius didn't know what came over him, but he saw the items as a ray of hope. He was going to survive. Caius learned to survive in the wild through the use of the bow. He learned to hunt, fish, forage, and fight all on his own. Albeit his cooking is bad, he doesn't know it. He also traveled and while doing so, he wrote of his adventures in the book he had with him that day in the snow. He didn't gain his Magus through brutal means. It just came naturally to him one day while he was in his peaceful slumber. A man in his dream had given him the Lost Magus powers he has now. The man had stated that he was Julius Amor von Éros, one of the members of "The Great Six" and was the user of the Lost Magus [black Eye]. Julius, Caius remembers, for some reason took great pride in the title Éros. The man happily explained that it meant 'love' and that he obtained it through his 'talents'. He also explained that Caius was his descendant and that it was his responsibility to help the other descendants of the founders of Khazaria end Wellsburg's upcoming quest for world domination. Caius then woke up to powers that he knew how to control immediately. It came as easy to him as learning the use of bow did. Caius decided to do what his ancestor had requested of him and began traveling to Khazaria, as he knew it was his purpose in life. Throughout his travels, he developed a taste for beautiful people. He didn't mind them being men or women, he just liked beautiful people. His flirtatious nature grew and his love for his own appearance also rose as well. When he arrived in Khazaria, he decided that he need a stable income in order to survive settlement. Because he always loved writing in his journal and everything he wrote was happily written to exaggeration, becoming an author was the ideal career for him. He mainly writes romance novels. He now lives in a one bedroom house, and will practice his bow skills in the mountains as that is his training ground. His main hobbies include flirting, talking, taking care of his appearance, writing, and training. He waits here at peace until it's time for him to meet the other descendants of "The Great Six". Despite not having any memories whatsoever about his past, his usual emotional and mental appearance show nothing of his buried, internal feelings. «PERSONALITY» flamboyant, gentlemanly, flirty, confident, will occasionally show a cautious and wise side to his otherwise frivolous nature, narcissistic «MAGUS SKILLS» WEAPON SUMMONS [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center][/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD][/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] SUPPORT ABILITIES Precision: Precision will allow Caius to increase his accuracy while using either the longbow or the shortbow. For each conventional attack that hits, the damage he deals to his enemies will rise with each attack. The maximum number of attacks available for this skill is 5. Rampart: Rampart allows Caius to form a shield around his allies that prevents one physical attack. They will need to be within 15 feet of him. OFFENSIVE ABILITIES Headshot: Headshot's definition is in its name. Caius will shoot an arrow at the target's head. The attack can only be done with with longbows. Headshot will deal much more damage than the normal longbow attack. Precision will increase his chance of making the shot. Rapid Fire: Caius will fire 5 arrows in front of him. This attack can only be used with shortbows. It is best used during close combat, as shortbows are best used during close combat. Rapid Fire will increase Caius's maximum range to a slightly longer range than the normal shortbow attack. Ricochet Shot: Caius will fire an arrow that defies the laws of physics to bounce off of multiple targets. This can be used with both longbows and shortbows. TRANSFORMATION Dark Knight: Upon transforming, Caius's body will be surrounded by black energy and it will seem as if he is consumed in darkness. All his weapons will become augmented with the power of darkness, which extends his attack reach and attack speed for the entire duration. His strength, agility, and defense will increase as well. His health will also be restored to its best state. His transformed state will only last for a maximum of 3 minutes and he will only be able to use it once every 12 hours. If he tries to use it again before the 12 hours is up, he will collapse immediately. After time runs out, he will be very weak and will need help to even walk. In this state, he won't be using Magus only, but also his life/health as well. Sacrificial Lamb: Caius sacrifices approximately 20% of his health to unleash a dark physical attack that is 3x stronger than that of his normal attack in Dark Knight form. Conviction: Caius repeats Sacrificial Lamb on a random enemy target until his health is at its lowest point or until he uses it for a maximum of 5x. See You in Hell: This attack uses no equipment as it like a kamikaze. Caius will unleash all of the dark energy inside his current Dark Knight form. This is a very lethal attack as it will hit all of the surrounding enemies and allies. He will then unwillingly be transformed back into his normal state and will be in a very fatal condition. Caius will have a 90% of dying. The other 10% will be in his will to live. «EXTRA» He is the descendant of Julius Amor von Éros, one of the members of "The Great Six". Julius, like Caius, was also a flirtatious casanova. «QUOTES» "I will always be there for you—even when you don't want me to." "I can think of no sadder creature in this world than a man unable to inspire a little jealousy." "What you see here in this mirror is me, the optimum of beauty." "Please don't touch the face, my angel." [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [/TD] [TD] ISA KATSURA KEITH SILVERDO BURAY Reveal hidden contents [TABLE=class: grid, width: 300, align: center] [TR] [TD] «BIOGRAPHY» Living in the slums of Khazaria throughout his childhood, Keith was already exposed to the hardships and sufferings of reality. As a child, Keith loves playing with cards, he always keep a deck of cards which have been passed down for generations. It is unknown why the family chose the deck of cards as their family heirloom but Keith have a strange connection with it. He doesn't attend any lessons as he doesn't have the money to. The person who taught him how to read and write was his very intelligent and beautiful elder sister. He often thought to himself, wondering why his overly intelligent sister would want to live in such poverty when she could easily marry off to a rich man but his answer was never obtained. As he barely have enough money to survive, he resorted to stealing. Everyday, he took things which weren't his back home. It started with money then food and stationaries then it escalated to something more. It can be Treasures, Family heirlooms or Potions, Keith snatched them away without a single hesitation. When fate decided to bite back, it bit on really hard. As he never once feel the guilt of taking things that weren't his, it was his precious sister who felt the guilt and had to force up a smile when Keith brought those things back. Years of building up the guilt, his sister lost her sanity. One day she exploded and was screaming at her brother in gibberish words, Keith witness his sister hanging herself after the commotion ended. Confused and upset, Keith ended up selling the things he stole to give his sister a proper burial. Back to square one, the male spent his days loitering around a back alley. One day, he encountered a group of teenagers around his age, gambling with coins. With nothing to do in life, Keith decided to join them. It is fun winning and Keith got ahead of himself as he is good with cards. He sneaked into the casino, preparing to win a wealth but only to find that he lost almost everything. With only the poker cards within his hand, Keith used the seemingly useless cards to protect himself. Who knew that the cards could slice skins as easily like blades when one were to flung them right at the opponents, Keith was responsible for the bloodshed. Quickly collect his cards after the unintentional murder, the male fled from the scene. It seemed like his valued cards have thin pieces of metal in the middle of each cards. Keeping a low profile, he started training himself with the cards, honing on his self defense as well. Treating the cards like a teacher, he mastered techniques in cheating with poker cards and killing people silently with these deadly stuff. He has yet to find out his ancestor's name. The only thing he knows was that his cards had a surname "S.Alacias" imprinted at the right bottom part of the non-playable side of every poker card. Being a regular in gambling as soon as he reached 15, he learnt that most sneakily gamblers have the surname "Silverdo". He started learning the history of his family and figured out that he possessed one of the magus. If his sister was still alive, Keith thinks that she could be the better one if she were to hold the powers. «PERSONALITY» Unpredictable, Cunning, Quirky, Disloyal, Skillful, «MAGUS SKILLS» OFFENSIVE SKILLS [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] Holding any picture card, Keith is able to summon either the King, Queen or Jack to assist him in holding one opponent down. Usually used against the highest authoritative person or strongest person. Can only be used when he have his joker card with him. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Throwing out any numbered cards (from ace to ten), he can create an explosive reaction. It can only be used 40 times every battle per deck. Can only be used for when he have his joker card with him. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] SUPPORT SKILLS [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] If he is too weak to fight, one of his joker card will sent out ribbons of energy, wrapping around his limbs and can control him like a puppet. Joker's skills are usually fast agility, good reflexes and it often attack people's pressure points [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Keith was given the ability to manipulate the cards' sizes to protect himself in life-and-death situations. Before he was able to master it, it will only work when he panics. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] ABILITIES [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] Keith was given the ability of have the same speed as the cards when they are being fling. Can only be used when he have his joker card with him. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD] As a gambler, Keith have to learn how to lie with a straight face. Learning it by himself, Keith can disguised himself as any authority or person and fool the crowd with his acting ability. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] « OTHERS» - He is the predecessor ofLucinda Silverdo Von Alacias - His favorite cards are the jokers of the deck. - He kinda have a sister complex. - He mainly attacks with steel cards or a small dagger. - He doesn't take the spotlight when fighting, he's usually the support group. - He is quick with his reflexes, good with his defense, techniques and luck. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [/TD] [/TR] [TR] [TD]. . GLADIS ANUBIS Reveal hidden contents [TABLE=class: grid, width: 300, align: center] [TR] [TD] ⚔BIOGRAPHY⚔ Due to his trade, Anubis is a character shrouded in mystery. Not a lot is generally known about the youth – at least not publicly. His early childhood memories are extremely vague, though most of what he remember is all but pleasant. Born the child of a young servant girl, he was raised under rather harsh conditions. Some would claim that he at least had a roof above his head and a place to sleep each night, but life was still harsh. Especially after his mother, the only one who'd been offering him any kind of protection, passed away in illness. Anubis was not treated kindly by his master, though found refugee and light comfort in the arms of an elderly maid. As he was a quiet and obedient child, he wasn't very likely to tell anyone if he was mistreated or hurt – something which seemed to happen more and more frequently with each passing week. As he accompanied the old maid to the market one day, the little six year old managed to get lost in the masses. No matter how frantically he searched, Anubis never found his way back to the maid. By the time night fell, the little boy had walked his feet sore and cried his eyes dry. Hungry, tired and cold, the child collapsed in a street corner, believing that this would truly be the end. Yet fate had other plans for him. Eventually a masked figure appeared before him, crouching down as he offered the exhausted child an apple. Then he picked him up and wrapped him in his cloak. After this, the boy disappeared for several years. He was trained as an assassin by a secret order. At the age of eleven, he assassinated his first victim. At the age of sixteen he completed his training, relinquishing his given name for 'Anubis'. It was during his training that he discovered his lost magus. ⚔PERSONALITY⚔ ⚔ Silent but Deadly: Anubis only speaks when spoken to or when something is worth saying. He's well versed in his trade and should not be underestimated. ⚔ Stubborn: Despite his silent nature, Anubis is very stubborn. Particularly when it concerns something he cares for – or a job. ⚔ Loyal: To the point where it could be considered a fault. Of course, only to the people he serves. If he had a partner, he'd most likely be even more loyal to them. ⚔ Dedicated: To complete his missions. ⚔ Humble: Anubis is very modest in nature. He isn't the kind of person to do things because he wants praise or fame, but rather does them because he wants to. Simultaneously, he doesn't take orders or tasks he's given lightly and would never think to question the people he trusts. ⚔ Honest: Anubis doesn't say a lot, but when he does you can be sure it's not a lie. ⚔ Unselfish: He is very thoughtful and always puts the safety of others above his own. He isn't the kind of person to show it or tell you if he's in pain, sad or hurting. ⚔ Philosophic: While he doesn't say a lot, there is a lot going on in his mind. He often takes a philosophic view on thinks. ⚔ Weapon Aficionado: Anubis claims he'll take swords over women (or men) any day. He could go on for hours talking about them. ⚔ Shy: He is very aloof and shy towards girls in general. Though he handles men somewhat better – as soon as they become potential love interests the way he acts around them becomes pretty much the same. ⚔ Gentle and Elegant: Despite Anubis' deadly nature, he's a very gentle person at heart. He acts gracefully, and tends to treat his surroundings with respect. ⚔MAGUS SKILLS⚔ ⚔Weapon Summon⚔ [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] The magus summons one of the sister blades of destiny; a pair of almost identical swords. The golden sword is only effective on living flesh, whereas the silvery sword serves well in battles against the dead and inhabitants of the spirit world. Wounds caused by either will not heal by natural means. It should be noted that both swords cannot be summoned at once. Their presence cancel each other out and they become highly ineffective. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] The magus summons an infinite amount of throwing knives (aka, until he runs out of energy). The blades are poisonous. However, as they dissolve shortly after hitting their target, the target must at least have been hit three times for it to become lethal. The poison is slow and as such, it takes quite a while before going into full effect. Spanning hours – sometimes even days – death by the Infinity Blade slow and painful. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] ⚔Familiar Summon⚔ [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] The magus summons one or several erebus demons. Snake like and made out of a shadowy substance, their flexible forms make them excellent spies and battle companions. It should be noted that the user needs to have sufficient amount of energy left for the erebus to maintain its form. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] ⚔Abilities⚔ [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] The magus has excellent night vision; the ability to see in low light conditions and even total darkness. Night vision is made possible by a combination of two approaches: sufficient spectral range, and sufficient intensity range. It should be noted that it takes some time for the users eyes to readapt to normal light. Then in particular, but also normally, the user is sensitive to bright flashes. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] The magus shrouds himself in a veil of shadows, making it next to impossible to detect him. Even sound is contained within the cloak. While under the veil, the user is unable to see colors. This ability can only be used if there is a sufficient amount of shadows nearby. If there aren't any shadows to merge with, the ability becomes useless. As such, it is highly ineffective in bright and open areas. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] The magus is able to stop time for a minuscule amount of time. 5 seconds at most, but it is more than enough time to avoid a killing blow or hit and kill a target. To them, it will just seem like the user is able to teleport or moves extremely quickly. It should be noted that this ability is extremely draining. Overuse will result in severe physical consequences for the magus. It is not recommended to be used more than perhaps once a day, and should be considered a trump card rather than a solid tactic. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] ⚔SKILLS⚔ [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] ⚔ Stealth (Master) ⚔ Athletics (Expert) ⚔ Chemistry (Proficent) ⚔ Throwing Knives (Master) ⚔ Climbing (Expert) ⚔ Tracking (Expert) ⚔ Combat by Sword (Expert) [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] ⚔ Hunting (Proficent) ⚔ Tracking Animals (Proficient) ⚔ Navigation (Expert) ⚔ Survival (Expert) ⚔ Charisma (Beginner) ⚔ Reading Maps (Proficient) [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=class: grid, width: 260, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center] WIP [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] ⚔OTHER PICTURES⚔[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [/TD] [TD]. . FAMEANDFORTUNE212 FAY AILA SARAGI Reveal hidden contents [TABLE=class: grid, width: 300, align: center] [TR] [TD] «BIOGRAPHY» An orphan, noone knows who were his parents, the only thing people knows is his name which came along with the piece of clothe that covered him. It was a normal day for the slump until someone found a boy in the dumpster in an alley. He was then raised from people to people, he never had a stable home, a stable family. By the age of 6, he started to live on his own, or more like people couldn't stand the child. So he've been doing a bit of everything, such as a thief, a porter, a waiter, etc etc... but in the end, he stuck with the job as a belly dancer for a sort of bar until now. He became popular in no time thanks to his look, and men are quite fond of him for his interesting feminine build. Quite often he also does a little bit of "special service" for people and for money, but most of the case is for his own satisfaction, he likes the feel. And of course, there're some secrets to everyone. And so is Fay. At the age of 13, he found out odd series of events happened around him. Like he attracted water... when he went near the river bank, the water flowed to whichever direction he headed, he set things on fire with his bare hands. It was out of control for a while, gave him hard time and nightmare. Until he saw HIM. The strange figure claimed to be his ancestor - named Jinn Aila Saragi - also, on of the 6 ancestors of the kingdom of Khazaria. The figure showed him everything, from the life of his Ancestor to how he became out an outcast of the 6 for his lust and slowly, became nothing just a myth and then... forgotten. Then he showed the boy how to control his power and foretold about his duty to the kingdom will someday come. The boy at first, didn't believe, but then slowly bought into it and mastered his skill of controlling element around him. But, he still found it hard to live without lust, it's impossible. So he kept his power unknown to most everyone, and carried on his life, his job as a belly dancer. «PERSONALITY» He has high lust for many things, but the most thing is sex. It happens when he had to grow up in a slump, and had early sexual experience in his life and got addicted to it. He seemed to be quite cheerful, always smile, flirty and a little reckless on the outside but in fact, he's just a lonely boy who wants some attention. «MAGUS SKILLS» Manipulate element - The basics of his power. He can use the world's element at his will Fire, Water, Earth and Air. He can create and control them using the natural sources around him. For example, if he's in a hot environment or hardly any moisture in the air, it's hard for him to make water out of nothing, it would take tripple the effort comepare to when he's in a highly wet environment. Fire Skills - Can shoot fire balls, flamethrower, wall of fire or something. But he cannot make something like a giant waves of fire or a tornado of fire. Water Skills - Create water pillars, projectile water balls, whirlpool, and most deadly shape water blades/strings. Earth Skills - Simple create a shield out of rocks and earth. He maximize it and spreads it to protect the most of 10 people Air Skills - He can control the air of someone's breathing, enough to kill but prefer to leave someone in agony and pain from lack of oxygen, but, i can't make like... a whole army to lack of oxygen, a small group of people about 5 to 8, and his most deadly weapon like water blade, invisible air blade, can even cut through steel. «OTHERS» His ancestor once belongged to the six founders of the kingdom, was in the high council until he slowly drifted away, became an outcast for the level of his sexual enjoyment, lost respect from other member and then forgotten. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [version 1.0] general map with color coded countries included. Will be updated as the RP goes on. Please refer to Please Register/ Sign In, in order to see the links. [TABLE=width: 500, align: center] [TR] [TD]Like all of my Group Roleplays, this RP will feature an 'Arc System'. That is to say, all major parts of the RP will be divided into Arcs. There will be a minor rule to follow. In every beginning of and Arc (except the first arc), one must update his Character sheet with an updated skills and Biography.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=width: 500, align: center] [TR] [TD]Simple Rule of thumb - First come first serve. There will not be a posting sequence at the beginning. Everyone is free to post for whoever hasn't posted in first cycle of responses. The succeeding order will be taken from the first posts. NOTE: Please check before posting. We don't one want the order to get messed up.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=width: 500, align: center] [TR] [TD]Please highlight your character's verbal responses with a color (preferably YC's hair/theme color.). NPCs are to be left with default color unless they play a major role.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=width: 500, align: center] [TR] [TD]Further details will go here for the next 24 hours. For now. x Time Skipping Policy. This is of course something most Roleplayer knows. But Just in case... By no means one is someone allowed to time skip under these conditions: a.)There are existing role players who still need to post in the same time frame the event is made. b.) There is an existing event that needs to be role played for some more cycles. However, we may time skip when: a.) The role play is stuck, thus, we need to move the time frame to free our OC's from the event we stuck/time frame into. b.) When the current time frame/event/arc is not into everyone's liking [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tetsu Posted March 8, 2015 Author Share Posted March 8, 2015 [TABLE=class: grid, width: 600, align: center] [TR] [TD][/TD] [TD]THE STORY SO FAR By invading the neighboring Hyldarian Empire and the Principality of Borrickham, the Kingdom of Wellsburg had named itself Wellsburg Empire with the goal of uniting all lands under its regime. Fearing of losing their homelands, all countries formed alliances and strengthened their military power to defend themselves when the time comes. Khazaria did so as well with the power of the Great Magus Barrier that no magus can ever break. There was peace... or so they thought. [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=width: 600, align: center] [TR] [TD] «SOUNDTRACK» Reveal hidden contents [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [TABLE=width: 550, align: center] [TR] [TD]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [/TD] [TD]"Are you alright with this? It is your own kingdom afterall. You are the first prince and the heir to the throne. I don't understand why you would not only want for it to be invaded, you are even helping us conquer your land, Prince Ein" A General of the Wellsburg Empire said as he stood outside the Magus Barrier of the Kingdom of Khazaria. For a year, all attempts they made to break the barrier were rendered futile, the yellowish semi-transparent barrier didn't even had a single scratch even with the strongest magus spells of all Wellsburg magus users in the army combined. They were about to give up and return to their homeland defeated when an unexpected visitor had met them at their camp. Ein Lauren von Khazaria - the crowned prince and the next generation king. Three months ago, Ein had disappeared with on a word "Farewell" on a piece of paper atop on his bed. There was a huge uproar within the Kingdom. But with the Wellsburg Army just outside the Magus Barrier trying to break it apart and fuly knowing that Ein was one of the strongest magus users in the kingdom, the uproar soon died. Prince Ein... who is a self imposed "Ein the exiled" had made a deal out of them. Ein will help them break the barrier but in exchange they will let him meet the Wellsburg Emperor and join his cause. With this win-win situation, of course the General agreed. "You need not to concern yourself every little things. This one will be breaking the Magus Barrier with his Decay Magus one of the Lost Magus... and a forgotten one. Everything my right hand touches decays - and that includes Magus. What to do afterwards is your Job. This one will have a business to take care off once he finished his role.", Ein said as he stepped closer to the wide Magus Barrier. He took off the Anti-Magus gloves that prevents his right hand from decaying anything. His right hand released a vibrant dark glow as he slowly touched the wide barrier. Slowly, the barrier started to crumble. Only a small portion of the barrier shattered to pieces. However, these several meters were enough for the Wellsburg troops to enter and invade the kingdom. The Wellsburg soldiers roared a loud victorious noise as they ran straight towards the hole. "I still quite don't understand your reasons. But well, I'm glad to have you on our side. That makes my job easier", the General said as he ordered his troop to stay in line and to be on guard. - THE MAGUS USERS OF KHAZARIA - Peaceful days. Though it is known that just outside the borders of Khazaria are the Wellsburg troops deployed for invasion, everything inside Khazaria was peaceful. Zwei looked outside from his training quarters as enjoyed the view of the busy yet peaceful kingdom. He was happy that despite of all the danger outside the Magus Barrier, the citizens are still living a normal life. Yes. It was their duty to protect the peace of the land. He will never forgive anyone who threatens to destroy this peace. His brother Ein was missing but he believed that his brother left on his own will. Of course, he still worries about him. But knowing how powerful his brother was, there's no way he would die an easy death. Looking away, he noticed a servant who was waiting to be noticed, probably a messenger. "What is it that you want?", Zwei asked the servant who was acting all stiff and nervous. Zwei thought the young kid was cute and funny. Grinning slightly, he continued speaking, "Sit down wherever you find comfortable. Tell me your purpose of coming to my quarters. I have told every servants in the palace not to disturb me while I am unless it is something very important." "Yo-your highness!! General Ezekiel is expecting your presence in a meeting two hours from now. I have not been informed of the reason of the meeting. He said he will discuss it later on." "I see. Tell General Ezekiel I will be coming. You are dismissed", Zwei said with a disturbed face. It was not ordinary for the General to hold a meeting so suddenly. Palace meetings must be held in at least few days after informing everyone in the kingdom. To make it in two hours, there must be something urgent. Zwei looked outside once again. It was still peaceful. There shouldn't be any problem with the barrier as no existing Magus can break the strongest Barrier of all of Earthland. He finished his training by cutting it of an hour and a half later. He should have stayed until sun-down, however, he needed to attend the meeting. Going to the meeting room, he noticed that everyone else were already present. He nodded at his father, the king and to the General who was the host of the meeting. He looked around the number of people around - Royal Knights, Palace Guardians, Royal Magus Users and some other people where present. Zwei was suspecting what the meeting is all about. "Greetings to you all. I am sorry I called for a hurried meeting and that I was not able to disclose you the content. The meeting is about...." Zwei listened to the meeting as his suspicion came true. Wellsburg Empire has started advancing their troops inside the borders of Khazaria again. It was not the first they did. A year ago, Wellsburg prepared a massive invasion attack. However, they were not able to break the powerful Magus Barrier that surrounds the Kingdom. They even hired several Magus Users that specializes in Dispelling Magus Barriers. However, they failed in every attempt they had. They should have learned that they cannot break the Magus Barrier. Why is it that they try to persevere once more? Zwei asked himself as the meeting ended up with nothing. The people around laughed it off, calling the Wellsburg Army idiots. However, Zwei just couldn't take his doubts off. There must be something going on. He walked outside as the meeting ends. "There's something coming. I can feel it", he muttered as a strong gust of wind blew. And he heard the voice coming from the ancestor who appears in his dream. "The time has come. Go, Savior of Khazaria" He didn't quite know what his ancestor meant. However, he knew this time he had to protect everyone. Failure is not an option.[/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AlphaZero Posted March 8, 2015 Share Posted March 8, 2015 The streets outside a young man's apartment window bustled with vendors and consumers, looking for gifts, food, or just the things that they themselves desire. Caius Amor Callixtus, the owner of said apartment, was on a role. The manuscript he had in his hands had almost seemed like it wrote itself. Though really, it was all because of his talent. If someone had asked him a couple of years ago what he would want to do with his life to bring in the dough, being an author would have been the last choice on his list. Now he can't think of being anything else besides an author that specialized in romance novels. Besides, it got females, and occasionally males, to flock to his side whenever they saw him out on the streets of Khazaria. With the attention he was receiving from the people, especially the attractive ones in his eyes, it was definitely worth it. Before, he was never able to find a dream worth his time, or a goal or feat worth the climb, and thus he never really knew what failure was like. Except for that one time, that one time in that one snowy field. If it was related to failure, only that one time was when he had actually failed so many times he didn't know how much times he failed. Writing had always been his forte and he never had a problem handing in manuscripts on time. Many may call him too loud and proud for their liking, but who was he to care? What they thought of him wasn't his problem. Life was too short to worry about unnecessary things, like certain people's opinions. As he scanned the manuscript quickly, he searched for mistakes, things he didn't like, things he wanted to add or delete, and the parts where he was really proud of himself for writing. Needless to say, every time he read one of his own novels, it boosted his ego. Red ink began to mar the pages, circling and underlining the parts that needed to be changed or that he wanted to change. One particular phrase caught his attention and forced his quickening hand to slow down its pace to a stop. "Julius Amor von Éros was a man of purity, though his frivolous, outer personality says otherwise." Caius didn't know why he named the main character of his book this name. There was no reason to do so, but it seemed right at the time. The man of this name had given him what he had now, the Lost Magus [black Eye] and told him to wait for the right time in which he will have to seriously use it. Caius is still waiting for that event to take place. It could at any given time, today, tomorrow, even in ten years time, but all he knew what that it would happen. It was definitely weird though, that the personality of his character was almost exactly like his own. Caius usually refrained from pushing himself into his characters, but this time... was different to say the least. Pushing himself off his wooden desk, he placed the feather pen back into its original place in his holder and closed the cap of the red ink. He then grabbed a vacant folder and placed the packet of papers neatly into it. He sauntered over to his bedside table while holding the folder, grabbed his bag and placed the folder inside it, his arrow carrier, and his bow and dressed himself in them. Every time he left, his bow and arrows were the things that he never forgot to take. Who knows when he might need it. He didn't want to die just yet. As he left his usual habitat, he could feel many eyes fall on his walking form, and a bright smile was the gift that he gave to all of them. He could hear the voices getting louder and louder, excited to see him outside. Ah, the attention was lovely. He began to head west, in the direction of the castle grounds, because his editor's place was also in that direction. The wind that blew past him as he walked began to caress his face ever so slightly, causing him to stop his movements and look towards its direction. Although the streets were filled with voices and loud murmuring, there was only one voice that Caius could hear. "The time has come, love. You must go now, savior of Khazaria." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WolfDog12 Posted March 9, 2015 Share Posted March 9, 2015 Before having gained his powers~ In a very quiet and peaceful town, unknown to most, was a large graveyard and a small family of grave keepers that lived in a small house. The family was made up of an old woman, an old man, and their "Son" age 15 at the time. The family's name was Fujimoto and they were the great keepers of the grave and practically the town. This town was one with a creepy reputation about it for those that knew it, however, those that lived in the village didn't believe the rumors themselves and all lived peacefully. The spreading rumor was that of a demon living in the village that went around killing people in secret, which was why the graveyard was the largest part of the town. There was another rumor creeping out of the village about the demon that could make people commit suicide if they ever saw it. Since there was no demon however, these rumors were just that and nothing more. ~~~ A year later, a young teenager, rather short for his age, walked out of the door of the Fugimoto house and began making his way into the graveyard. He had a large bouquet of flowers in his hands a villager asked for him to place on the grave of their loved one. The Lady who asked was very old woman who's husband had died some time back and it was the day before the anniversary of his death, the lady asked the grave keepers to complete the task since she was being taken to the hospital in another town by her daughter. The male had his eyes closed as if he were blind or the sun just burned them as he stepped outside. It was the day after the request was made and the teen was more then happy to deliver the flowers. He hadn't attempted to open his eyes even a little bit while he walked towards the grave and he stopped in front of the correct one and placed the flowers down. The teen gave a small prayer for the soul and stood again to face out towards the sunrise. The male slowly opened his eyes and watched the colorful sun for a few minutes before he closed his eyes again and returned to the small house. The teen had only taken a few steps before he suddenly dropped to one knee. There was a strange ringing in his head before the male suddenly collapsed to the side unconscious. Reply. a distant voice, quiet and hard to understand called out. Reply, the voice called getting closer and more clear. Of course, the teen thought back in his head. He was calm and relaxed as if he'd done this a hundred times before. Time to awaken, Shekei Candor Von Hades, Magnus user Reaper. The voice spoke once more and before the teen had time to reply or ask about them, he woke on the pathway in the graveyard. Shekei sat up slowly and placed a hand to his head. He'd seen many strange things in his dreams, but, everything was all messed up, jumbled, and in utter pieces. The only reason the teen hadn't been worried about the voice was because he'd heard it before. It was so familiar but it truly was a voice that lingered in his thoughts as it always woke him from his slumber. However, this time was a very different case and Shekei wanted to understand what the voice wanted of him. That voice was the reason Shekei had closed his eyes so many years ago and had since only opened them when he was alone. ~~~ Every night since that day, Shekei had dreamed more clearly and more fully as he learned about spells in the body of another. It took a long time before Shekei realized his dreams were in fact memories of him in past lives having used the skills of "Magnus". The teen would later practice most of these spells on his own away from the town. There were some spells that he had to dream about more then once to actually figure out how to do it himself. The summoning of his weapon was the quickest and easiest for him to do and the summoning of Moeagaru was so hard to master that every time he tried, Shekei passed out. This happened nearly a hundred times in a year and a half before he finally was able to stay conscious and he finally figured it out fully by the 2 year mark. Shekei was now 18 and still upholding his duty as a grave keeper, and he held onto his old name and the family that raised him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Isa Katsura Posted March 12, 2015 Share Posted March 12, 2015 "We have a full house!" The dealer announced as the two players were revealing their cards. "Can you even beat my full house?" A burly male laughed, showing off his pair of kings and three jacks. On the opposite end of the table, a turquoise haired male had a mocking smirk as he placed his hand on his hidden cards. The anticipating bystanders were waiting silently but impatiently for the other to reveal his hand. "It's five of a kind!" It caused an uproar within the house. Some bystanders were grumbling as they had to pay up for betting on the wrong person while the rest were silently mocking them as they received their cash. "By judging a book by its cover, you'll only lose pathetically. Knowing your enemy is essential if you want to win a fortune back. " The winner twirled the joker card in his fingers as he continued mocking the loser while the others were watching the commotion. "That's enough of teasing, Silverdo." The dealer spoke up as she took back the cards into the deck and reshuffled them. The nineteen year old male has no intention of listening to the staff. Lifting himself up onto the table, the young adult walked across the stable furniture, towards the older man. Crouching down at the other's eye level, the young male smirked, "Have you lost everything just because you owed me a couple of thousands?" It triggered the anger signals from the other and the next moment, Keith found himself almost getting hit by a big fist. Man's pride are the worst. Fights frequently occurs in casinos as men hate the taste of losing and humiliation. With that, the burly man shot up from his seat. "You are all talks. Let's teach this joker a lesson." The man had backups. About five of them pushed their way past the bystanders, surrounding the table where Keith was standing on. "Pathetic." The lone male laughed as he glanced down at the scalps of the figures. Stepping onto two of them, Keith jumped his way out of the circle as he shove the audience, who was in his way, aside. It wasn't the first time he got into a fight. The very first time, he fought inside the house which eventually led him to pay up for the loss. In order to prevent that from happening again, Keith was smart enough to take his fights somewhere else. He only halt his running when he was in a dark alley. Turning to his back and facing the losers, Keith grabbed a wooden plank which seemed stable enough to hit someone a few times before it breaks. He bend down into an offense position before running towards the gang, preparing to strike them down. Moments later, when the fight has finally died down, a lone man emerged from the dark area. Covering in bruises and blood, Keith was panting heavily as he laughed at his victory. His face jewels had fallen off during the fight, in its spot was his blood which covered a large portion of his cheek. "Die a dog's death!" Keith kicked away the hand which was grabbing his ankle. Leaning against a brick wall for support, Keith staggered away from the fight scene. He was doing a good job stabling himself until he is a good distance away from the scene, Keith slid down from his unstable position. Glancing up at the morning dawn, Keith felt a strong gush of wind blowing past his cold face. "The time has come. Go, Savior of Khazaria." Keith swore he could hear a clear voice whispering those words in his ear. Glancing around, he found no one beside him. Recalling the words he heard, Keith snickered at the sentence. "Savior of Khazaria... What kind of joke is this?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fameandfortune212 Posted March 13, 2015 Share Posted March 13, 2015 Whistling, and cheering "Do it again, baby.". All those noises was contented under the secret club's hall of the main city. Fay used to work in the slump's secret club, but recently he got promoted and now moved to the main city's one. It was different, much different, the place was less filthier, they still have that slight stench of semen under the scent of perfume, the people was less drunk, a bit calmer and they paid more attention and knew better how to handle the boy's body better, which he enjoyed. Revealing clothes, topless, just a few fancy thin pieces of cloth covered over the undies. Fay had a lot of golden jewelries as bracelets, necklaces, rings which also included nipple rings that chain up together by golden jewelry ones. They made dingling noises when he swinging, dancing and grinding erotically against the shiny steel pole, located in the center of the hall. The people couldn't stop themselves from desiring the boy's erotic smooth feminine body that was showing off, they surrounded the stage, reaching just to touch it for a bit, feeling him with their hands, some even tried to get him with money, but the boy was not greedy, he teasingly let everyone have a bit of a feel on his body, any part they like, with money or not, he mostly did it because he liked the feeling of it. Thanks to that, the crowd around him never got too wild or rush onto the stage to attack like most of the dancers here got. The show went on for about half an hour to 45 minutes. His work was done, he never got on stage too long or too short, just enough for people to long for him more and more. Just went he headed backstage, his boss got to him and whispered in his pretty little ear, about a costumer wanted to have "a lovely night" with the boy. The boss never pushed Fay to do it; he'd just agree to do it himself and even share 20% of the money he got for him, it was just good business. He nodded and went straight to the room that had been settled already and awaiting for him and his costumer. He opened the door, a tall tanned man, brunette hair, he was old but not so old, around 40 but was quite a looker, standing by the window looking out, his eyes shifted to the boy when he appeared, still in his bellydancing outfit. He leaned by the door seductively, motioned his finger for his costumer to come over, the other male indeed started moving. He reached the boy and had his arms around Fay's waist and pulled him close to the man, Fay could feel the man's muscle, so firm and strong, he liked it. He leaned forward, pressing his cheek against his costumers' and whispered "Mhmm I'll let you enjoy the best feeling in the cosmo tonight" and smirked. The man with lustful eyes after those words was spoken, he waited for nothing else and picked him up, Fay wrapped his legs around his hips to secure himself, he put him onto the bed and hovered over, he kissed aggressively onto his neck and chest, his hand gently pulled onto his chain nipples rings, causing him to jolted up lightly and started blushing all over and feeling hot. Just when it was getting nice, a voice spoke in his head "The time has come. Go, savior of Khazaria.". It just interrupted the boy's fun, frustrated he grunted "Holy Allah. No it hasn't. Cut me some slack.". The man suddenly stopped caressing his body and looked at him with a questioning face "What's wrong?". Fay shooked his head and smiled gently at his costumer "Nothing. I'm so sorry... Let's continue" he kissed the man on his neck while he did the same, now he even started to grind his leg against Fay's crotch, his hard on began building onto it. And so he continued to pleasure his costumer and himself for the night and cared not for the voice earlier, not yet at least. The fun lasted for quite a bit, and ended up with his costumer fell asleep from tiredness. Fay quietly slid himself out of the bed and headed outside. He met his boss a few rooms away, standing in the corridor, just finished leading another customer to the "love nest", he let out a chuckled. They settled the money, he smirked and greeted his boss before leaving the place, back to his flat with the same stripper clothes, except for an extra jacket to keep warm. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gladis Posted March 18, 2015 Share Posted March 18, 2015 THERE IS A certain beauty to death; an elegance in taking somebody else’s life silently and swiftly. To watch the lights fade from their eyes, and their chest heave as they draw their final breath. Anyone can kill a man — yet killing someone with grace is a different matter. Killing is an art, a skill one could spend a lifetime on perfecting. It is an art that should never be practiced carelessly; for the taking of another beings life could disrupt the flow of fate; change the world in ways one could never have imagined. Anubis withdrew his sword from the dead man’s body. The dim light from the flickering flame of the only candle in the room illuminated the dark liquid dripping from the blade onto the floor, staining the ground with the essence of life. What effect would this have on the flow of fate? Who would grieve and who would rejoice? Did he gave a family? A wife? Children? Anubis didn’t know and he wouldn’t let the sentimentality of those thoughts get to him. After 7 years of assassinating assigned targets, he had learned to separate his emotions from work. Even if he never regretted his actions, he still respected his victims. As such, whenever there was time, the youth took a brief moment to shut his eyes and whisper a quiet prayer for the soul to pass on in peace. Then he disappeared into the night. The streets of Seraki were quiet; almost eerily so. Now and then a lone dog barking in the distance could be heard, or a group of drunk men staggering home from the red light district located a distance away. Early in the morning as it was, the sun had yet to rise and the village was slumbering peacefully. Anubis knew that once the first rays of sunlight kissed the earth, the village would stir from its peaceful slumber, order giving way to chaos. A noble had been assassinated. Surely that wouldn’t come without its consequences. Yet chaos isn’t always bad. Whilst it may be a huge responsible factor in the destruction of something old and established, it also makes room for something new to be born. Anubis swiftly leapt from rooftop to rooftop, only the faint light produced by the moon illuminating his way. He was like a black cat wandering trough the night, like a wraith in the shadows; passing the ultimate judgement upon his victims. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to refer to himself as a predator; it was a thought Anubis enjoyed toying with. That was the thing about Anubis. Whilst he was a rather quiet individual, rarely speaking up unless he had something truly important to say; he liked to think, and silence gave him a lot of time to do so. Especially at times like these, at the brink of dawn when a town was resting in peaceful sand in Anubis’ opinion; blissful silence. Perhaps that was what got him to eventually settle on one of the rooftops, for once just briefly removing his black dog mask. Even if he knew he needed to be gone by the time the town was fully awake, Anubis decided he could at least sacrifice a few minutes to appreciate the beauty of the sunrise. So there he sat, exhaling deeply as he watched the sun slowly beginning to rise in the horizon, bathing the town in a warm, golden light. For someone like Anubis, this fleeting beauty was the very image of tranquility. There was little which could have disturbed this moment of serenity for the young assassin, and that was when he heard it. A faint voice ringing in the back of his head. First quietly; but then more clearly. Anubis wasn’t sure how he knew it, somehow he did. His ancestors were speaking to him. ”The time has come, wraith in the night. Fate has spoken, destiny decided. Go, savior of Khazaria.” Anubis’ eyes snapped open, his breath catching in his throat. He couldn’t even remember shutting them in the first place. Did that mean he’d… momentarily dozed off? And what did the words he’d heard so clearly actually mean? Whatever it was, he’d have to brood over it later. Judging by nuisance quite a way into the distance, it was certainly time for Anubis to leave. So he shook his head slightly in an attempt to shake himself out of his dazed state, once more putting on the mask before nimbly descending from the roof. If he wanted to avoid attracting more attention than necessary, he’d need to walk the rest of the way by foot. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Recommended Posts