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Name:Shigeru Ch'ol

Gender: Male

Race:Reptilian, of the chameleon subdivision.

Age:35 years old (proportionately 20 according to his race)

Class:Imperial Weapon Master (I guess like a Knight, but far eastern?)

Abilities: Expert user of his two sets of weapons, also has knowledge of simple mechanical devices and tools. His
skin changes color, but not as much as a chameleon's; his eyes can rotate individualy, giving him extremely wide vision. He can swim better than almost anybody else, and knows how to fight underwater.

Equipment: Full set of armor/ weapons from the Itchitiomorphs (like Reptilians, only fish instead of reptiles); includes helmet with demon mask, twin one-handed katanas, colapsable spear (separates into two short javelins), pack of mechanical tools, padded shoes, and a small amulet kept with the mechanical tools. His armor is as durable as the strongest heavy plate, but much lighter.

Appearance: Has scaly skin that is slightly thicker than that of most other humanoinds, it's usually light green, but changes color with his mood and the temperature of his ambient. Has a scar on his left leg, but nowhere else. Is muscular, but not body-building large. Has iridiscient eyes (multiple colors in cocentric circles). Has no hair at all.

Height:5'10"

Weight:170 lbs

Clothing/Armor: His armor is skin-tight, and pretty much covers almost all his body; it includes metal gaunlets, the mask/helmet, and a special clasp on the back for his collapsed spear. Also has a light leg-dress thing (don't know how to call it...) for when he's not wearing the armor, which would be when he's swimming, excercising, sleeping, or any other such occasion.

Personality:Extremely disciplined; has an extreme controll of his emotions that allows him to judge situations impassively, as well as being an impressive gambler; is somewhat of a scholar and values knowledge on the same level as physical abilities; a bit lacking when it comes to a sense of humor. When in fighting or in battle he shuts off all semblance of comunication, concentrating fully on the fight and ignoring anything that isn't an immediate threat.

History: A rarity among reptilians, who are known for having weak males that need to be protected by the females, Shigeru's village wanted to sacrifice himbecause they believed him to be an unnatural demon. His village was raided by a group of Ichitiomorphs (fish-men) and he was kidnapped. He was brought up as a warrior slave to an important family of the imperial court, and because of his strength and intelligence was granted his freedom on his 20th birthday. He then befriended a Weapon Master who trained him in the use of the collapsable spear, as well as the twin short katanas. After proving himself an incredible fighter and strategist, Shigeru was granted the highest honor ever recieved by a non-Itchitiomorph, the tittle of Imperial Weapon Master. Soon afterwards his mentor died in a fight against the monsters and savage warriors of the Deeps, and Shigeru realized that everybody in the court secretly despised him.

He exiled himself from the Surface Empire, wandering the lands as a mercenary for hire untill he finally arived at the Elfsong Tavern. There he met Vallyn Desp'Ana (a drow-shade warrior), Churchil Bearcharger (a wild elf necromancer), Xeon Oreon (a human warlock), Brunden Eastman (a human thief), Alicia Ranari (demoness), and Cross Reighol ( a human shadowmancer) after a brutal assault by a greenskin army and the subsequent carnage. They grouped together out of necessity, but ended up electing Vallyn as their leader. His quest for revenge from his brother, as well as their collective goal of destroying the dark plauge of the undead kept them together through a sea-voyage that ended in disaaster because of pirates and a Kraken.

Vallyn sacrificed himself to save everyone from the monstrous beast, and it was up to Shigeru to lead the heartbroken adventurers. Unfortunately their problems weren't over almost immediately afer they abandoned their broken ship and landed on a seemingly deserted island they were aproached by a patroll from the Surface Empire. The leader of the patroll recognized Shigeru and challenged him to a duel of honor, which Shigeru couldn't refuse out of fear for his companions. They fought with incredible skill, both were masters of their respective style and neither wanted to loose. Finally shigeru managed to knock out the weapons from his opponent's hands, but he refused to let the fight end like that, and threw away his collapsed spear. They continued their fight without weapons until Shigeru drove his oponent's nose directly into his brain with a single powerful hit.

The patroll was honor-bound to fulfill a single wish Shigeru had, and transported the adventurers and the lost ship's crew to the mainland, where Shigeru left them. The last thing that was heard of him was that he was seen travelling to the south, beyond the marshes that were his birthplace and into the Jungles of the Green Amazons, who were rumored to be less supersticious than their swampland counterparts, and therefore more likely to accept Shigeru into their society.

It is unkown what happened to him in the end.

Other: Has the constitution of a lightweight child when it comes to drinking alcohol, his spear sometimes jams and won't re-assemble when it's been collapsed, which is why he carries around some mechanical tools. He has no magic to speak of, but is willing to have enchantments placed on his weapons and armor... so long as they're temporary.

This is my airship captain from my steampunk rp.

Name:
Carlotta Depaul

Species:
Human

Appearance:
She stands at about 5'5 with a lean build.
She has bold, dark brown eyes and long, dark brown hair that is either worn down or tied into a ponytail.
She wears men's tailored truousers she altered to fit her form, a men's white buttoned shirt, and heavy boots.

Personality:
Carlotta has all the sass and ego of a competitive airship racer. She is rather bossy, proud, quick tempered, and sharp tongued. However, she is also clever, crafty, practical, loyal, and fair. Flying and designing airships are all she lives for. She shuns women's fashion and is almost never caught wearing a dress. She is also an advocate for women's rights (remember, this is like mid 1800's).

Brief Biography:
Carla was born in New York to her French immigrant parents, Antoine and Sabine Depaul. Her mother died when she was four, so she was reared by her highly eccentric father who was determined to raise her to become “a truly independent woman”. He schooled her himself to keep her from being poorly influenced by other teachers and peers. She fell in love with flying whenever her father gave her a small lesson on the mechanics of an airship and took her to a race. Her heart flew higher than the machines and the majority of her life would be spent designing the perfect airship. She grew up with her father’s fame and never knew the meaning of unhappiness. She spent a very short time until (to her father’s great pride) was kicked out for not “behaving like a proper lady” (punching a girl in the nose to be precise). Like her father, she believed keeping up appearances was a fat waste of time and was all too pleased to show “those polished twigs in top hats” that wanted to court her, were the door was. After her father’s death, she became fueled for a need for justice. Having promised that no matter where the culprit was, they would pay the price, she spent the following year researching her father’s biggest foes, drawing out routes around the world and finishing the designs for her ship. No more would she race giant clunkers. No. This ship was to be the greatest long distance carrier in history. With the help of her engineer, Ignautius Rearden, and a handful of hired hands, The Scalawag (after her father's long earned nickname) was born.

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Can't find one even remotely resembling her.

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Remember the deadline is November 28th.

This is my character from the Natural Progression RP

Inquiry: Can I nominate another person's character for this as well ?




Name: Ira Ramirez

Species: Human

Appearance: Ira stands 5’11 and weighs in at around 170 pounds he has brown eyes and dark naturally curly brown hair and has olive toned skin. His facial features how ever are very defined, full lips, a set of large almond shaped eyes, and a finely chiselled nose. He keeps his hair short, but at the moment it is unkempt, he usually sports an unrefined five-o-clock shadow. His physique is athletic and muscular though slender. At all times though he is seen wearing his dirty and battered ANC armour which is black, though at the moment it is soiled black, and covers him from head to toe, his heavy weather jacket is worn over it giving him the appearance of a Nazi Storm trooper, face mask goggles and all.

Personality: Having watched all of his comrades die and be killed, and having to make the choice to abandon his post in the face of overwhelming odds Ira has what most people would call post traumatic stress disorder. Surviving in the wastelands has left his psyche much more horribly scarred. He is a survivalist, and will do anything it takes to live, however he is waiting for his death and almost begs for it at times. There is an inner guilt to him, as well as sadness in his eyes. Over all he is jumpy, calculating and cautious. He avoids murder but is not afraid to kill. In a set a much brighter circumstances he would probably be a very gentle and kindhearted individual, but this is not the case.

Brief Biography: Ira was born inside of an Army of the Northern Cross compound near what is left of old Atlanta Georgia. His father an up and coming ANC commander, and his mother a former outsider he grew up well…or as well as a child of the new world could grow up. At an early agene was filled out the ANC aptitude test and scored high in the speech and authority portion of the test. This gave him a position as an ANC trooper, whose duties include combat, but also helping the sick and brokering peace. His father further educated him on becoming a medic in the field. He later joined a convoy headed out for the North American west. His convoy was ambush bye a large force of super mutants. The group fought valiantly, but was eventually over ran. Ira towards the end of the suicidal battle with drew and has been wandering the wastelands ever since. Several months later he encountered a small village named Arroyo. He met Rosemary and her daughter Maria. Being taken in by the young woman Ira slept at their house that evening only to find that the sub humans had tracked him down to the village and attacked it. Ira stood his ground, and killed most of them in fewer than four minuets. After which the survivors wished to train to fight like he did. Ira by his ANC training could not say no and trained them all. Their second mission found them attacking a subhuman camp. After the slaying of the vile creatures Ira found a young woman named Mathilda. Tempted to kill her, his recruits denied him the mercy of doing such a thing. Mathilda and Ira have grown close ever since having an unspoken bond of understanding and a lot in common. Today Ira wanders the wastes with his companions searching for seemingly nothing, the group seemingly just trying to survive, at any cost.

Sol wrote:Inquiry: Can I nominate another person's character for this as well ?

Sure thing, Sol! As long as you're not submitting more than one of your own characters, it's a-ok.

Name: Queen Nstif’ikta I’lar

Race: Rau-lass

Appearance: No matter how evil they are, no one can say that a Rau-lass isn’t beautiful and Nstif’ikta is no exception. Designed for both seduction and strength, the Rau-lass Queen’s body is perfectly toned and in proportion, the flawless alabaster skin marred only by shadows and her features reminiscent of a woman in her early thirties. Tall even for the Rau-lass (5’ 11”), her long legs are undoubtedly her best asset and not even the strength in her arms is simply for show: born to the sword, Nstif’ikta could easily hold her own in battle. As all members of her race, the Queen’s hair is a mass of writhing black tentacles – each about the girth of her smallest finger – and each ‘strand’ has sensory endings that act like individual appendages, touching and sensing things, though without much strength. Large, black, pouting lips hide her slightly pointed teeth and her narrow, crimson eyes settle upon sharp cheekbones. Her nails are longer than a soldier’s usually would be and are slightly curled (think giant, black cat claws), the tips embedded with a natural toxin that burns on contact with flesh (the Rau-lass naturally are resistant). She generally wears leather armour but during battle has a tendency to wear something more practical and made of steel. She may also wear long, hooded robes of deepest indigo during times of ritual or ceremony of a cloth that clings tightly to her upper body before fanning loosely around her limbs. She bears a hand-and-a-half sword at her hip in a polished black scabbard, the steely grey hilt carved into a thorny resemblance and the pommel set with a single, thumbnail-sized garnet.

Personality: She is a highly seductive woman (as most of her race) and many find her and her suggestions hard to resist. The Rau-lass Queen’s main vice is her greed and her curiosity, for it is both of these that have caused her so trouble with a certain Major Ambey – her ‘fire-bird’ – and may cause her concern in the future. She has a great weakness for power and is willing to sacrifice anything but her own life for it – even children. Generally a selfish woman, she will however consent to joint ‘leadership’ as it were... as long as she holds the reigns, obviously.

Bio: Virtually nothing is known about the Queen of the Rau-lass. Her presence in Aduro was unknown until the battle at Tumulosus, though there were the inevitable rumours that often had more truth than people realised. Clearly a knowledgeable woman, it is obvious she was brought up to fill exactly this role, though not even I can see her as anything other than an adult. Who knows, she may have a whole complex thing going on where she had a bad childhood, didn’t make any friends etc etc... somehow, I doubt it though...

Her recent history involves the battle at Tumulosus – the last stand that she herself supervised to ensure it really was the last. The human Phoenix Raine is a matter of curiosity to her due to the strength and determination she possesses, though the clearer objective is her want for a link to the faeries (which she believes the human race owes her) and a return of the magic with which she gifted the first traitor of the human race, General Llanna. After the disappearance of her ‘fire-bird’ – along with the remaining mages under the faery Sorea Pardai’s command – Nstif’ikta has been temporarily distracted from the main battles decimating Aduro with searching for those mages missing from Tumulosus.

During the seven month period before the fall of Occalus - the faery capital - the Queen managed to locate and capture one of the faery mages – Foertis Deus – who leaked the knowledge that someone close to Commander Pardai was helping him rescue children from the Rau-lass’ experimental plans. Sidetracked by the battle at Occalus, she is unaware that Foertis was rescued by his companions (‘cause let’s face it, who wants to tell the Rau-lass Queen that one of her prize captives has managed to escape..?).

Strengths and weaknesses: Nstif’ikta has an innate telepathic ability that is virtually second nature to her and along with her extensive shadow magic, she is a formidable mage. Neither would you want to face her in a one-on-one swordfight for, though her prowess with the sword doesn’t even compare to the magic she bears, she is still a dangerous opponent in battle.

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Woah... I'm totally in love with your character, and I haven't even seen her in action! 0.o

My character? o.o

Yes-- she's o freaking awesome (the whole deck-of-cards thing) and in my mind's eyes I can clearly see a drawing already, and a whole story and personality and wooooah, I'm running away with your charrie, aren't I.

^.^ I'm extremely flattered. Thank you! She is my favorite of my latest creations. I've yet to play her out very much, the last place I had her in wasn't the most kind and it was hard to get things going. It is actually why I joined this site.