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[Piku]

This is the best I can do for now. I had to do it pretty quick.
My character's had a few things changed and stuff since I last used her to o.o yeah...

Name: Ruby Goru
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Height: 5"7
Weight: N/A
Hair: Ruby Red - Thigh Length, tied back with a gold band.
Eyes: Ruby Red

Appearance: Ruby wears a dark blue dress, with gold fabric trim, a right sleeve - leaving her left arm uncovered, the dress reaches mid-thigh, with slits on either side so that she can move around easy. She wears a gold bracelet
on her left wrist and two gold rings on each ankle. She has ankle-high brown boots. They look slightly warn and dirty but they're tough and
can handle any condition. On top of this, Ruby looks somewhat slender and fragile. She is often underestimated because she doesn't look
like a woman who can handle herself.
She has slightly tanned skin but nothing that stands out much.

Personality: Ruby is a fun loving adventure. She quite enjoys getting her own way and won't often help others out of the kindness of her own heart. She likes to know that there's something in it for her. She can come off as harsh and insensitive but if anyone were to make friend out of her, they would realize that she just doesn't trust to easy. It's pointless to help people you don't know without knowing that there's something worth-while in it for yourself, at least, that's her view.
It isn't often that she smiles, she travels alone so has no one to laugh or smile with so she always has a straight or angry look on her face.

Story: Ruby grew up in a small mountain village. The residents didn't welcome outsiders or leave the village. They lived their lives hidden
from the world. On her 10th Birthday, Ruby received a ruby from her father. A grand and sparkling gem it was, too. She fell in love with the gems that shared her name and secretly promised herself that one day she would leave the village and make all of the worlds Rubies her own.

When she turned 16 Ruby found some documents about her fathers mining business and discovered that he was cheating his workers - not to mention fellow villagers - out of their wages. He was doing all he could to make sure that he had more money and gems that anyone else. - Shortly after this, the villagers became cold and angry towards her father and even her. Ruby tried to warn her father about what would happen if he didn't change and become a "Better person."
He refused to listen and shut his daughter out. Ruby became cold toward other humans, her father had thrown out all of her happy memories just like that...As if it didn't matter...So she left the village - for a short while, at least. - She returned one week later to find that the village was empty.

After looking for information around the village she found that her father had trapped everyone in the mine, not wanting anyone else to gain the riches that he desired, he caused a cave-in and killed himself along with all of the villagers.
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Ruby left the village, hoping to leave her memories there, too. She set out to find what she desires. It has been 3 years since she last saw her home.

Weapon: Giant Hammer - Official Name: The Back-Breaker

Weapon Info: The Back-Breaker weighs around a ton. The Hammer itself is made of what could be called "Average Stone."
It was designed by Ruby's late father and can take almost anything. It is near-enough unbreakable.

Abilities: Ruby does not posses any special abilities. No special moves or attacks. She just goes all out and fights in her own way.

Strengths: Due to where she raised, Ruby fights and travels well on rocky/mountainous terrain. She is a very skilled climber and has the ability to jump higher than the average human.
As long as she lands on her feet, she can take quite a fall, too.

Weakness: When she becomes overwhelmingly emotional - Extremely angry or upset - She loses most of her strength. Her aim becomes terrible and she finds it a struggle to fight. Luckily, there isn't much that can put her in such a state but it is possible. In such a situation she normally relies on outside help. She has never been in a situation like that alone and can get through it quite fast, provided she can stay calm long enough for her to "get a grip".

[Hotaru Futaba]

Just two quick ones, specific to Afterworld only.

EDIT : Both of them are NPCs, meaning that as long as they're kept in character in non-combat situations, anyone can write for them. I don't think any major battles will occur with them in it, but in the case that they do, I'll RP them.

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Name : Death (Yin)
Race : ???
Age : ???
Height : 4'9"
Gender : Female (judging from appearances)

Appearance : Death appears as a young girl, wearing a simple and somewhat childish black dress. When she appears, she is usually seen leaning against the pole to her massive scythe, which is easily three times her size. She has long curly black hair, and blood red eyes. She constantly has a very sad look on her face, but her features are not very frightening, save for the unnerving color of her eyes.

Personality : Death tends to be calm, talking in a soft, gentle voice. One might almost call her kind, and she seems almost sad at having to take life away from those who's time has come. She appears to those who have a positive and kind disposition. In Afterworld, she appeals to the desire to return to the world of the living, discouraging attempts to gain power in Afterworld.

Abilities : While Death has no need nor desire to enter into combat, she is deceptively strong for her appearance, and can wield her enormous scythe with seemingly no effort at all. Being immortal, she seems to rarely have a need to show any aggression at all, but when pushed to self-defense, she can devestate any enemy who is stupid enough to attack her.

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Name : Death (Yang)
Race : ???
Age : ???
Height : 6'
Gender : Male (judging from appearance)

Appearance : Death appears as a young man, with a slim but fit build. He wears a large black cloak, but leaves his face uncovered. His black hair stands backwards from his head, giving a hedgehog-like look to his hairstyle. His eyes are blood red, and his face typically wears a smirk. He weilds a scythe that is only slightly taller than he is, but the blade extends twice the length of the pole it's attached to, making for a very intimidating weapon. His features are not ugly, but he boasts a rather intimidating appearance.

Personality : Death tends to be energetic, speaking with a loud, aggressive voice. He tends to be rather blunt, and though he does not lie, he tends to tell the truth in the cruelest way possible. He seems to rather enjoy taking life, though he never takes it from those who's time has not yet come. He appears to those who have a negative and cruel disposition. In Afterworld, he appeals to those seeking power, and encourages a stay in Afterworld (whether temporary or permanent), and discourages forgoing any chance at gaining strength from the world.

Abilities : Death does not fight unless in self-defense, but with those he appears to, it is not rare for that to happen. Being immortal, he has no life-threatening need to fight, but he rather enjoys the chances he gets, and eagerly takes the opportunity when he gets it. His scythe is not as overwhelmingly large as his counterparts, but it covers a wide area, and he can wield it with incredible speed and force.

[Yvl]

Tessa, I like how you made the girl's scythe bigger than the guy's. Or was that an accident?

Here's Raniel as he was in life.

Name: Raniel
Age: 22
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Class: Weapons master
Hair color: Black
Eyes: Green

Distinguishing features: He has a scar on his left hand, front and back, where his hand was stabbed completely through earlier in his life.

Personality: Harsh, bitter, and a bit cruel. The one thing he loves is his weapons.

Clothing: Dark blue steel armor with blood red edges. His shoulder plates come somewhat upwards. He wears a black cape, and his steel mask covers only his mouth.

Fighting style: He is adept in most forms of weaponry, but masterful at horseback fighting and polearms.

Weapons: His favorite is the spear called Makkayari, also carries an unnamed single-handed longsword and katals.

Makkayari: This spear is made with somewhat of a poisonous metal. When someone is cut by this, they bleed. Alot. The poison within it slows down blood clotting, which can make even a small wound lead to death by blood loss.

[Hotaru Futaba]

Originally Posted by Yvl

Tessa, I like how you made the girl's scythe bigger than the guy's. Or was that an accident?

It wasn't an accident, and the size of each Death's scythe has nothing to do with their strength. Both are meant to be equal in the power they wield, they just wield it differently.

You're really stuck on the genders of both Deaths, aren't you?

[Lubba]

I spoke to Sora, and thought I'd post more info on Jake

Background: Jake grew up in a village that was so poor that most people living there had to steal just to survive, and Jake was no different. Eventually, it became a habit, and rather than work hard, if he wanted something, he would just take it. Along the way, he wound up stealing from a secret forces organization of sorts, and made a lot of enemies. He eventualy married and had kids, but his kids don't know about his stealing.

A few examples of items he's stolen: Food, weapons, money, a ring for his wife, items of value to be resold.

[Yvl]

Originally Posted by Hotaru

It wasn't an accident, and the size of each Death's scythe has nothing to do with their strength. Both are meant to be equal in the power they wield, they just wield it differently.

You're really stuck on the genders of both Deaths, aren't you?

No, I just like the ambiguity of the smaller one with the bigger scythe.

[Dark Luther]

This character was origianally from an RPG that I had with my friends..., most of the back story is similar to what happened, though I adjusted it to fit this story better...

I renamed him Luther, to make it easier for the new game,
and somewhat based him on myself - though I made him more centrally aligned than good..., along with perhaps a bit more serious and sarcastic...
( but I'm generally like that with people I don't like or know anyway..., so it's pretty accurate...)


Name : Luther Vhanya ( Vhan )
Race : Half Baelish, Half Human
Age : 26 ( almost 27 )
Height : 5' 7''
Gender : Male


Appearance:
Dressed always in the same manner...,
Black or light brown pants, and boots binded with leather rope around the ankles...,
an old brown shirt and an over-shirt, usually white with the sleeves too long reaching the tips of his fingers...
He wears a straw hat, though not all the time...

He is somewhat relatively short and thin...
His hair is short an black - and his skin a light tanned brown...
He often shaves but always seems to have a 5 o'clock shadow...,
despite this, he seems much younger than his age - and often is mistaken for being younger...( specially because of his height, which makes him really angry...)
As he is part Baelish and part human, he seems completly human as baelish are human looking anyway, but something seems off...( he also has strong red eyes as all Bael do ).


Personality:
He's not particularly a good person - at least that's what he keeps telling himself...
he's also not a bad person..., though he admits he made mistakes in the past...
He is generally very polite, and has an air of respect and calm towards all situations..., well - almost...

When he is angry, or has had enough of something, he is generally quite serious and sarcastic - particularly with people he finds offensive...

He hates being cocky, or appearing elitest and proud -
but though he tries, he many times comes off that way, and only people who are used to him tend to look past it...,
it is with them were he shows to be truly humble and friendly...

Despite such he shows to be surprisingly kind to strangers, or even people he dislikes - just for the sake of it feeling right for him ( though he often dislikes it... ).

In the end, he's arrogant and stubborn - and will explode in rare occasions when ignored at an important moment...
But he is calm, understanding, and attentive...

Beyond all this, all one sees of him is rather a wide eyed curious expression, as he wanders around...,
or an serious, somewhat angered look, whenever in thought or wary of possible threat...


Story:
Born to lower nobility, in the city state of Illyria...,
a bit south of the city in a small coastal town...

This was only for a few years, as he attended academy, and worked on the family stables...
It would end with a plot -
The ruling houses of the city state split - some laying their stake with traitors who had the support of a foreign power...,
others remaining loyal to the ruling nobility and fighting against foreign domination...

It was at night that they broke in to the house..., the army was now in control of the traitors ( those who opposed fled to the mountains...).
Soldiers of Lucini had been aiding them..., and had taken control of the city from the inside...,
now all those who had stayed loyal would be eliminated...

Personal bodyguards of Luther's father held for only minutes as the soldiers overwhelmed them - his father, always a crude yet good man thus stood at the last doorway..., as Luther's mother took him away, through a trap door..., outside.
he hated the memory of her closing the door behind them...

Once out, the locals aided them..., but not to the mountains.
Luther had hoped to join the units that had fled west to the mountain ranges - to plan a retaking of the capital...,
but his mother - a Bael - placed them on the boat of a Bael merchant, her brother...
Away they would sail..., until reaching the lands of the orient...

He would not settle here though - and with time, he would train quickly - and continue his weapons training while there...
Attaining use in the Odachi, he began looking to improve his training with a variety of weapons - but more importantly picking up tricks and skills to use in a fight...

He would continue his training as he left his mother and joined the caravans west - running through the long wastes...,
eventually reaching his old home again...
only to find..., things had changed.

Illyria was now under the control of Lucini -
the traitors now rulers - though pawns of a foreign power...
and only a shred of the rebellion that had once existed...
He had forgotten how much time had passed...,
he himself was no longer a boy...

He left a broken man, and left to vent out his anger by ravaging the countryside of Lucini as a highwayman and ranger...,
he eventually became friends with a bussiness man who offered him a great future with a guild...
little did he know he would be signing away his life to it...


Ability:
Luther has a long study of Iaijutsu - and uses the intense focus coming from it to gain incredible cutting power..., but only when he has focused and drawn the blade...
He also has long studied how to fight unconventionally, and always has a differant inventive way to fight dirty...

He also uses a weighted chain at the side butt end of his sword, coming to great use to disarm...,
while also being quite proficient at using Bolas - a skill from his childhood in the stables...

He has limited arcane ability ( from time in his mercenary life as an assasin ) - and combines it with his knowledge of herbology - to ready his variety of simple spells at hand in the form of potions...

His spells include:
Regular minor spells not worth mentioning...
- Invisibility ( only until he attacks though )
- Summon Darkness ( summons area of darkness that no light can penetrate )
- Summon Fog ( summons fog to appear )
- Summon Silence ( summons an area of complete silence - no sound can penetrate )
- Instill Silence ( Silences a person for a few second until they can overcome it )
- Shield ( oval shield of invisible energy that deflects projectiles )
- Ebony eyes ( allows him to see in total darkness..., turns his eyes completly black...)

( though he has a range - he is limited to only a couple at most in a day - afterwards he is drained..., and depending on the spell, suffers after effects later that night....


He also uses a wide variety of poisons - in the form of 6'' pins, throwing spikes, daggers, and darts...
his supply is limited though until he acquires more...
( one trick is to plant stashes of the source in hidden areas and come back for them on occassion )

Finally, his sword is capable of it's own abilities - primarily the ability of mercy. His excuse being to be able to take prisoners for ransom on certain missions - in reality it was because he feels trouble with killing further on occasion...
the sword instead draws away the person's life force - knocking them unconscious...
He knows of other possibilities, but has yet to make them work...

Sword: Yuugao ( named for the color the blade reflects at sunset )

Wooden Shikomi-Zue [ 29'' full tang ] ( appears as long slightly curved cane ). Adjustment in the back allow to attach chain to the end of the handle. Grooves near the edge sides pull out to reveal small needles that go inside the handle.
Blade is a milky white damascus...

( chain consists of small curved links with a hook weight at one end and a pointed weight at the other - either side could be attached to the end of the sword... )


Quirks
- Sometimes likes to chew on a long toothpick - but eventually complains it gave him a splinter and throws it away...
- Has a habit of mixing up words, which is ironic because he speaks elequently most of the time - but seems the opposite as he stumbles on a set of words...
- Similar to this, he has a habit of forgetting the word for something ( or familiar names ), and will stop mid sentence wondering what the word is for something - or also mixing up or again simply forgetting names...doing the same...
- Explains things in an extremly detailed, long, and confusing fashion that never gets to the point...
- Has a habit of drawing out a lot of detail when telling a story, and getting side tracked and off subject - again, never getting to the point...
- Constantly cracks his wrist, fingers, neck, and jaw...;
and is amuzingly deathly afraid of getting arthritis - even in death...
- Always fidgets with a few folded cards he used to use to hussle people when younger...
- Tends to be overtly curious if not a bit nosy with new people, depending on the person - in a friendly or serious way...
- Has a bad habit of always correcting people...
- Will hear something wrongly to a very drastic effect - usually something no where close to what the person actually said...
- Though in particularly good health - he is prone to very rare times when strong head aches or pains to his heart will bring him to the floor..., fading away seconds later with no trace..., he has yet to understand it, but tries to forget about it after a while...

Edit: Modern day quirks,
- Thinks Lab coats can be worn like regular clothes...
- Wears sunglasses at night because of eye problems...
- Is partially colorblind, and often blames things on that - things not having a thing to do with that...

[Near]

My character is in developement.

Edit: He's still in developement, but I finally got around to working on him some what.
Edit II: Gave up on Shikon. Realized that I couldn't complete his design without making him OP or Mod.

Name: Rain
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Height: 5'6''
Personality: He's a calm person, whom doesn't really look on the "bright side of things." He claims to be a collection of all the world's sadness.

Element: Water

Mizuken - Rain's sword. He carries around with him wherever he goes using it's ability to take any form of moister. He can gather moister into a liquid state faster when it's in his possession, even if he's not using it.

This is all for now.