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Postby Zelosse » Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:37 pm

Temple of the Blessed RP

Before I go any further, this is a 'school' scenario for those who have seen horrible atrocities of mankinds deepest, most perverse nature. Unspeakable evils that few bare witness and fewer recall to others.
This is also a sacred area where disciples with passion, determination or skill become knights for an order dedicated to the well meaning of humanity.
This is a place not of 'god' but of 'light', the faceless entity that casts the darkness from everything it touches.


-Story behind it-

Paladins temple has sat engraved in the side of a mountain for centuries, some speculate that it was created by creatures touched by the light and carved this holy place as a symbol for man to never shy from the warmth and serenity of the light.
Whatever the cause for it's construction and withstanding of the elements, it serves as a beacon in the human world for a safe haven and training ground for those that would protect the standard of righteousness.
In this hallowed place hail masters of war and peace all over the world, tolerance and respect are forced into everyone who steps into this place. Uttering a single true threat in the sacred halls will result in a banishment from this holy place until they have repent for such disrespect.

Demons have invaded the human world before and stirred the darkness like a tidal wave, at it's helm was not a 'being' but an idea. That all must suffer to truly appreciate life.
The Paladins had long ago cast darkness from their hearts and rallied like minded villagers to prepare for the coming years of terror and fear, the war that came took it's toll but as is taught by the Paladins; No evil is immortal, and no battle can last forever.
The demons broke apart to scatter amongst our world in hiding, eventually it seemed as though the creatures had dispersed for good. In reality these creatures exist now in an ethereal state, unseen and unfelt while they slowly corrupt weak willed humans to carry out dark and sinister tasks while the demon feeds on chaos brought in it's puppets wake.

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Character Classes

Exorcists, as they are called, are trained on these sacred grounds. Though few in number, each wields powers specializing in the destruction and restraint of demon:

Priests use holy words to banish demons to the abyss.
Skilled in medicinal and alchemic work, Priests are not physically strong but are not afraid to take up a staff or sword when an enemy does not fall to spiritual chains.

Masters summon angelic beasts to aid them while fighting with long distance attacks.
Masters can imbue themselves with traits from an angel for a short time, such as a firey mane or sharp claws.

Knights use blessed weapons to fight for their cause, though they are weak in spiritual power a knight can overcome obstacles even Paladins cannot. These are the backbone of the Temple.
Knights serve as a 'beacon' for Paladins and Priests by imbuing their own weapons with the essence of a chosen partner, through this a partner can enhance the knight or strike enemies through the imbued weapon as if it were their own body.

Paladins are extremely rare but very gifted in spiritual power, their blessings are in legend with 'miracles' such as curing the blind and deaf or raising those close to them from the dead. Though powerful, Paladins tend to be weak bodied.
Paladins may be weak but by channeling spirit energy into themselves or others, even a Tainted one can fight beside a knight without falling behind.

Crusaders do not shy from battle, often harboring deep resentment in their hearts from a foul past. Gifted with all forms of weaponry and calling upon inner power to enhance their own physical prowess. Though villagers ofter see them as the cutthroats of the Temple.
Crusaders, though foul tempered at times, are masters of exploiting an enemies weakness and getting past tough trials. Skill and cunning, speed and precision; This is what makes a crusader deadly.

Tainted ones are by far the strangest of all the Temples many talented patrons, some would say cursed beings forced to relive the chaos that formed them till time stops on them once and for all.
Demons are not stupid creatures despite what some would suggest, but rarely the idea to possess and reform a human is tried and fails, the result is a Tainted one.
Wielding the powers of darkness against the very creatures that altered them, drawing upon the hate and bloodlust in all things to mentally wound or kill.
Tainted ones have a weakness to the spiritual energy of angels but can resist the pain with training and a blessing from a Shrouded Templar, without this it is only a matter of time before a Tainted one is himself banished from the temple by the very energy that permeats it.

Of all the energy attackers, Tainted ones are vastly superior as they cannot wield a blade for anything more then rituals.

Illuminated Templar / Shrouded Templar - 2 people are given these titles at any time, masters of the Temple and given the right to wield the treasures hidden deep inside of it. The title's are given from ancient monks under the basis of neutrality, a Paladin and a Tainted one working in tandom for the greater good of all.

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Alright so the idea of this is, if you haven't figured it out yet, a free-roam RP similar to lets say... Elemental Academy, Evil Academy and Highschool hell.
You are free to do as you like with permission of the GM or the Co-GM.
The only real plot for this RP will be training, demons can be summoned in by Templars at will for a short time on a leash.
Students will be picked to participate, others can partake in multiple activities throughout the RP.

Studying, practical theory, hard labor, blade work, literature, forging, repairs, mingling with other RP members, private training, exploration, teacher challenges and finally "Challenges"
Challenges are put forth by the Templars at request and are based upon your chosen class.
Challenges do not take part in the Temple area or the surrounding area, it is a trip for you and any who would accompany you, to certain problem areas around the country.
Challenges include but are not limited to: Demon hunt, Alchemic need, fortification, Exorcism, Peace keeping. Etc etc. An objective must be met during this challenge and in return you will be given a reward for future challenges.

I want to make this clear, there will be no forced player vs player scenario's where I pit you against someone else. This option IS available at request and if it is agreed by both players in question.

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Name - Zelosse

Age - 35

Class - Crusader

Experience - 23 years

Personality -

Appearance - Zelosse stands at 5 feet and 6 inches with a muscular build and a strong color to his skin from years in the sun doing various labor for the Temple in its long years of peace, though he has lived a peaceful life under the protection of the Temples halls young Zelosse is not without his battle training.
His body beneath the cloth and chains is a railway of scars and wounds that tell the tale of a man who fought for everything he believed in till no longer capable of lifting his blade.
When it battle he wears:
- Silver breastplate; demons smile etched onto it's surface, single shoulderpad atop left arm.
- Chain mail below leather leggings.
- Thick leather belt with circular buckle, longsword attached.
- Thick steel war boots that reach the middle of his shin.
- Light steel gauntlets with spiked knuckles, reaches to his elbow.

When in the temple:
- White tunic; Demons smile painted on the front
- Grey pants
- Workers boots
- Wool gloves
- Grey scarf

Weaponry - Zelosse carries a 3 foot long but 2 inch thick double edged longsword, very plain but razor sharp.

Sacred objects - n/a

Tainted objects - n/a

History - Zelosse was a young boy at the age of 7 when his father pricked his finger on a strange object sticking out of the garden, unsuspectingly letting a demon-tainted object draw his blood allowed the demon in question to scream out of the ethereal into the mortal plane and rip his father apart.
At such a young age the boy watched his fathers stomach be torn out and eaten by a 7 foot demon brandishing a wide toothed grin full of sharp teeth, it's bright red eyes never leaving his. It was savoring the fear in this boy's heart.
Without thinking about safety or hiding from the smiling demon, Zelosse took his father's blade from beside the door and charged the demon with abandon. Luck was on his side as his father was a former knight of the Temple and the blade had been imbued by the Illuminated Templar, with a overhead swing the young boy executed his own father and let the blade slightly nick the smiling demon. The energies in the blade were transfered and poisoned the demon to banish it's hold on the mortal coil leaving young Zelosse in a field of gore and haunting memories.

The Temple took him in to raise the crusader blood that now, 18 years later, still boils with the hatred of losing the only thing he ever had. Not gifted with spiritual power or physical prowess, Zelosse has carved a name for himself as the 'laughing man' due to some strange urge to smile like the very demon that killed his father. He still thinks about revenge even now.

Special trait - Cut above: Zelosse has become so skilled with his longsword that he can overpower an imbued knight without needing to amplify his own traits.

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CS:

Name -

Age -

Class -

Experience - (How long have you been practicing your class)

Appearance -

Weaponry - (If any)

Sacred objects - (Priests, Paladins, Knights only)

Tainted objects - (Tainted one only)

History - (A traumatic event has awaken your skills, what was it)

Special trait - (Ex: Good with a blade, quick witted, steady arm, Accurate.)










-Accepted players-

1) Lionheart - Jurgen von Rhinehartz
2) Karo - Aerilyn Breslin.
3) Matthonius - Matthonius Graysun.
4) Insanewhisper - Elsebelle (El-seh-belle) Dael.
5) Cheesemore - Chuck Walton.
6) Garethcool - Orion Threston.
7) Asmodai - Naomi Harrington.
8) Iris - Tyvail Cowl.
9) Mquinny - Aduro Éadrom.
10) Burnyourhousedown - Harper Shelton.
11) Zath - Loving dictator.
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Postby Belwicket » Tue Oct 25, 2011 8:42 pm

WIP

Name - Gabriela Dubois

Age - 20

Class - Tainted One

Experience - 5 years

Appearance - Gabriela stand just over 5 foot tall with a thin, frail physique. She has dark blue-green eyes with a red tint and black hair that runs down to her mid-back. If dressed right, she would look like a homeless woman.

She normally wears a small chainmail shirt that hangs just above her knees. It has no sleeves to protect her arms, allowing her to wear 2 pairs of bracers. She wears a pair of light greaves to cover her feet and another pair of braces covering her shins. Over her head she has an open helm. Under this, she wears thick, wool shirt and soft, thin pants.

When in the temple, she loses her armor for a more civilized appearance, a green shirt and brown trousers replacing the chainmail shirt, thick shirt and thin pants and multiple pairs of bracers and a pair of sandals replacing the greaves. She also has a ruby red dress for formal occasions.

Weaponry - Dagger, Knife, Throwing Knives (perhaps a chakram or a glaive or even a sling or slingshot?)

Tainted objects - Unholy symbol, vial of demon blood

History - Much of Gabriela's childhood was wiped from her memory when a demon tried to take over her body. She knew she grew up with her parents on a small farming community. She knew she had a few friends but she can't remember who any of them are. She remembers her aunt's death by a crudely made arrow, though she can't remember anything about her aunt. Other minor bits and pieces of her memory are blurry and often lost in her sea of thoughts.

Gabriela only remembers the event as a horrible nightmare. A dark shadow descended upon her, trying to take control of her, but she fought off the dark power, somehow pushing the demon back to the dark realm it had come from. Her memory before that was blurry and after that was blank. She awoke minutes later to return home.

It didn't take long after that for her to discover her power. She began getting sharp pains through her brain as it tried to process all the new, incoming data. She awoke again, hours later, passed out on her floor. She remembered every part of before she was asleep as if it was currently happening. She began searching for answers and was eventually approached by the temple and asked to join them. She wanted to but was hesitant. She accepted, finally deciding it would be better not to be alone.

That was 5 years ago. Since then, she has been trained in the art of small weapons, daggers and the like, as well as archery. However, she found out fast she was not good with a bow, it didn't feel comfortable in her hands. She had great aim, though, and could throw 9 out of 10 daggers in the bullseye.

Special trait - Hyperactive Thought Process - Gabriela can remember everything she sees and hears while conscious and go through thousands of thoughts, which would feel like an hour of thinking, in a single second, though she can't constantly use this nor go through more than a couple hundred thoughts per second without getting a headache and/or nosebleed which, for the small woman, are horrible things to happen.
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Postby Zelosse » Tue Oct 25, 2011 8:44 pm

Tainted one's tend to shy from exotic and heavy weapons due to the frail body they have, a knife would do to inflict the curses bestowed from your demon blood.
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Postby Belwicket » Tue Oct 25, 2011 8:48 pm

Edited.
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Postby Karo » Wed Oct 26, 2011 2:36 am

I'll get a CS up in the next couple of days. Probably a knight.

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Name - Arelyn Breslin

Age - 23

Class - Knight

Experience - 18 years

Appearance - Arelyn is a little small for a Knight, being just below average on the height scale for fully-grown woman. Standing at a fearsome five foot nothing, she is easily mistaken for a child. The fact that most of her looks make her cute rather than beautiful doesn't help to make her look like an adult either. She has a rounded face with only slightly distinguished cheekbones and a button nose. In combination with this is a fair scattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and the tops of her cheeks. Her smile is graced by two faint dimples, and her teeth are just a tiny bit off center. Her big eyes are a dark grey, the color of the sea during a storm, that compliment her dark strawberry blonde hair rather well. Her hair is quite curly, and left in an untamed mass that hangs to her shoulder blades, except for her bangs, which lie right on top of her eyebrows. In addition, she has a petite frame, which is quite common for someone her stature.

When outside of the temple, Arelyn dresses in a manner befitting a knight. She chooses to wear a four-in-one chainmail tunic that runs to her knees and has sleeves to her elbows. Underneath her chainmail is a simple, soft white blouse and equally simple brown trousers. Over her trousers she wears heavy black leather boots, they come up to her knees are are especially thick so that she can wear them without being further weighted down by a pair of greaves. On her arms she wears a pair of hardened leather bracers, cut a bit short so that she can bend her wrists easily. Over her chainmail tunic she wears a simple white tabard, it's only decoration a red phoenix emblazoned across her chest. On top of all that she wears a simple black ring belt, tied in place by an easy triangle knot.

When at home, Arelyn's clothes are much more feminine. She wears a breezy, lightweight dress that fits her petite frame quite snugly. The floor-length fabric hangs straight off the girl when she holds still, but flows like water around her with every step. The collar of the dress is a flattering v shape, and the sleeves have slits down the sides that leave most of her arms bare, unless she ties the cleverly hidden strings inside the sleeves. The dress is pale blue, and with it Arelyn wears a simple gold cord for a belt, and light brown soft leather sandals that allow her to move around the temple with as little noise as possible, so that she does not disturb anyone who might be working. Her normally wild curls are loosely tied back with a short piece of leather cord. The only time this outfit changes is if it is cold outside, and she adds a dark blue hooded cape lined with rabbit fur, a gift given to her during her first winter as a full-fledged knight. As such, she takes exceptionally good care of it.

Personality: Arelyn is a bit quiet, having grown up in the temple. She is always conscious of being helpful to other people, and in the temple, that meant not disrupting those who were working. She talks plenty, but only when it's obvious her opinion is desired. She is courteous and kind, and will help anyone with anything even if they don't ask her to, doing various jobs like carrying things around the temple, or looking up books in the library. When she can be helpful she is always cheerful, and her smile is pretty infectious.

Weaponry - Arelyn has one weapon that she carries, and she has had it since she was a child. It is her father's claymore, a sword from tip to pommel that is almost as big as she is. The two handed-blade is four and a half feet long in total, and the blade itself is three and a half feet in length, split in half by runes on both sides. Delicately etched, the runes read;
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It wasn't until she had become much older that she discovered what the runes said, and from what she had heard about her father, she was not the least bit surprised by them. The hilt of the blade is wrapped in simple black leather, slightly worn with age but well oiled. The only other decoration on the humble family weapon is the unending knot that makes the pommel. With this oversized sword, Arelyn fights with both hands, but she wears a buckler shield strapped to the upper part of her right arm, and utilizes it by rolling her right shoulder forward to block an oncoming attack.

Sacred objects - While her weapon comes from her father, Arelyn's sacred object is a trinket of her mothers. It is the only piece of jewelry that Arelyn wears, and a curious one at that. It is a single earring, but it is unlike most earrings in that it is made up of two cuffs and a stud, string together by a fine silver chain. The first cuff is clamped around the top of her ear, the second cuff clamps onto the side of her ear, and the stud pierces straight through her left earlobe. The chain in between each piece is long enough to hang rather attractively, but short enough that the chains cannot be pulled on, making it obvious that the ornament can be worn one way only. The trinket is not easily visible when Arelyn is outside of the temple, but is easily seen when she pulls her hair back inside the temple. It is the one item that Arelyn wears at all times, It has not been removed for any period of time longer than five minutes since she first began wearing it at age nine.

Tainted objects - N/A

History - Arelyn is one of many children who has spent her entire life inside of the temple, as both of her parents were exorcists before her. Her father had been a knight, and her mother was a priest. When she was small, the three of them lived safely and happily together inside the temple. But when she was about five years old, her parents never returned from their latest demon hunt. All that their partners could bring back to the little girl was each of her parent's treasured possessions. It took a few days for the girl to understand that her parents were never coming back again, and the breakdown caused a glimmer of her power to appear. While holding her mother's earring, it began to shine weakly, like she was slowly storing energy in it. A few brief tests showed the girl had little potential to become a priest like her mother. So she learned the ways of the sword instead. She couldn't hope to lift her father's sword at such a young age, so she was set to practice with a wooden replica scaled down to fit her size. Before the wooden one was made for her, she was presented with a variety of weapons to chose from, but the only one the little girl showed any interest in was her father's blade, stored in the corner of her room. She spent the next 15 years practicing her skills in the safety of the temple, and has gained three years of practical experience outside of the temple.

Special trait - What Arelyn relies on most is her determination. She may not be the strongest knight, or the best fighter, but she never gives up until the battle is won. Once her course is decided, no one can shake her from it.
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Re: Temple of the Blessed OOC - Signups open *10 spots*

Postby Matthonius » Wed Oct 26, 2011 4:45 am

Name: Matthonius Graysun

Age: 25

Class: Crusader

Experience: 10 years

Appearance: Matthonius stands 6.2 feet tall and has a well trained body. his eyes are pale red that turn dark red when he is angry. He wears heavy plate armour that is engraved with symbols that burn demons eyes. his helmet has special lenses that focus his eyes color making them turn red. this give him the appearance of a of a holy force, come to destroy all demonic forces. but this also makes villagers a bit weary of him.

Weaponry: Heavy mace and a large shield with the temples symbol engraved on its surface.

History: Matthonius is always willing to tell people about his past. His mother and father where members of a demonic cult and He was born with the soul purpose of becomming a vessel for a demon. Matthonius grew up in a large mansion but was forbidden to leave without permission. so he learned many things from his old teacher Gustafo. he told him all about the outside world, about the demons and other foul thing but also about the temple of the blessed and how they fought against them. Every day Matthonius would pretend he was a holy warrior banishing demons back to the black pits from wich they came much to his parents disgust. Then one night on his thirteenth birthday Gustafo woke him up silently he told him that he had to leave and could'nt come back. But he must never forget what he had told Matthonius. He also entrusted him with a mace telling him that he needed to hide it until the time was right. for the next year Matthonius had multiple teachers each trying to persuade him that demons where a good thing and all the greatness they brought but He never faltered in his believe. And on his fourteenth birthday Matthonius found out the truth about his excistence. enraged at what his parents where trying to do to him he grabbed the mace and slew the one that would escort him to the chamber below the mansion. He then sought out his parents and without remorse killed them both in cold blood he lit the mansion on fire and vowed to never rest until either he or the taint from this world would be destroyed. matthonius traveled around for a year until he arrived at the temple of the blessed. there he trained and honed his skills so that he could one day make true his vow.

Special trait: Mental bastion, Matthonius can steel his thoughts against even the most horrifying experiences or mental attack so that no taint can settle in his heart and no corruption can take seed in his mind.

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Postby Asmodai » Wed Oct 26, 2011 5:23 am

Reserving a spot here, and I'll start a CS as soon as I got an answer to these questions

What era/technology level are we at? Can I expect cars, or should I count on horses? And what about gunpowder?
The master summons angelic beings, but how big are these? Should I expect cherub sized things, or something the size of a grown man?
Do tainted one have physical deformations that show they're tainted?
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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 6:52 am

In order of questions asked:

Assume Horses, anything too high tech causes me problems in the long haul.
Gunpowder is around but hard to find, though it is craftable. -nudge-
Summons are as big as a field mouse or a fully grown dragon (For accuracy, I'll say about the size of a house.), and everything in between. It will be covered IC that the more you summon an angelic spirit and the more it likes you the bigger it can be. What it is you summon is up to you and the GM's approval.
Tainted ones have poor physique, extremely pale skin, and eye color deformation. True 'tainted' are the warped humans who lost their bodies to the creature that inhabits it. Our tainted ones managed to take the demons powers while leaving their human body unaltered by horns or alteration.
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Postby Glacier » Wed Oct 26, 2011 8:48 am

Sounds like paladins are the healers in this setting, can their spiritual power be applied to say defense or buffs as well, or do their miracles only heal those needing it?
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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 10:19 am

Paladins are indeed a healer-orientated class but yes, other things can be done if you know how to handle it. Such things are to be discussed later with a PM to whomever decides being a paladin is a good idea.
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Postby Belwicket » Wed Oct 26, 2011 11:28 am

So, tainted ones have no physical body?
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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 11:30 am

Wrong again, they have a very weak physical body. Think of someone extremely thin and frail, that's the body you have as a Tainted one.
The advantage is that your mental and spiritual power are nearly tripled thanks to the demons infestation.
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Postby Belwicket » Wed Oct 26, 2011 11:35 am

Edited a little, I'll add more later.
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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 11:38 am

Yo matthonius, try using a name that isn't matthonius. That's a good tip.
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Postby InsaneWhisper » Wed Oct 26, 2011 11:51 am

Zelosse wrote:Priests use holy words to banish demons to the abyss.


Um... what exactly are you qualifying as holy words here?
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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:04 pm

The holy words are not important, it is the spiritual power put in your voice that gives them power.
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Postby InsaneWhisper » Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:39 pm

So they could be speaking in gibberish and if they put spiritual power in their voice it would work?
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Postby Asmodai » Wed Oct 26, 2011 1:07 pm

"GODDAMN IT YOU GODDAMN FUCKING DEMONS, GO THE FUCK AWAY!" -Holy banishing words
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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 2:33 pm

Essentially, yes. It is your voice that gives the word strength and it is your will that gives it power. So essentially you could yell FUCK YOU! really really loud and banish an elder demon.
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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 2:48 pm

Updated the classes with additional data.
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Name - Aduro Éadrom

Age - 19

Class - Master

Experience - 13 years.

Appearance - http://cdn.pimpmyspace.org/media/pms/c/05/5l/lh/l.jpg Average height and while thiner than most boys his age, made up of wiry muscle. Odd spiky hair that switches between pale silver and white depending on the light. Incredibly pale eyes which could be said to have an incredibly light blue tinge, it could be called crystal blue, bleached pale skin too without a single blemish upon it and sparkling white teeth too with slightly large incisors. He wears shirts and black trousers, quite plain and a black jacket with a hoodie that he normally buttons up that reachs down to above his knees, just for the pockets and rainy days really. Normally he keeps on a completely emotionless expression, as if he'd just had his entire face numbed, but can still show a normal amout of emotion. It's more like instead of having a range of showing a little emotion to a lot of emotion, he has a range of none to some. He also onother smaller necklace, which a small silver cross hangs on, just hanging above his ring.

Personality - A nosy, paranoid, scheming bastard who's always covering his own skin. He hates being kept in the dark and having surprises sprung on him and so he often tries to manipulate events so they come under his control and loathes unpredictable people, which is really everyone for him since he's pretty bad at manipulation due to a large lack of empathy and understanding of other people. Another response to this is that he stays away from groups, prefering one-on-one conversations if any at all. Despite this, he can act alright, in comparison to how he really is, he still acts a bit of a jerk. It's like how if you're a really big asshole, even holding yourself back as much as you can doesn't make much of a dent. He doesn't like people at all really. Although he can live with quiet ones that don't do much, once he's sure they really are just naturally quiet, and aren't studying him or something.

Weaponry/sacred tool - A necklace with a special ring on it and two daggers. The ring is normally used as a conduit for his powers and has some magical properties that make it a handy tool and weapon. He can disconnect the ring from the string and use it like a boomerang, just throwing it and turning it into a spinning disc of death which he has some influence over and can always return to his hand and if he keeps the string connected, he can control it's movement more accurately and let the string lengthen out to three times it's normal length. If it comes to close combat, he can grip it, two fingers each on the side of the rop of the triangle, and use it as a close combat weapon with the spikes still under his control. Those are the weapons he always has on him although if he has too he can always grab someone elses or an ordinary weapon and imbue it with an angels power, like a sword to a flaming sword, or a bow that shoots beams of light that smash and shatter into enemies if they don't penetrate, etc. The ring can also be used to scry with or project images that his angels can see or from his own memory so others can see them.

History - I hid in the closet, hugging his knees tightly and burying his closed eyes into them, desperately trying to ignore the escalating voices. Mummy and Daddy where fighting again, this time it was about money again. I didn't really understand it because sometimes they were shouting about how they didn't have enough of it and other times it was where it had come from. Apparently daddy sometimes stole things from other people, but I didn't complain or mention this because the last time I'd asked daddy why he was stealing and told him it was wrong to break the law, I'd gotten thrashed and had things shouted at me. I often got hit and things shouted at me, sometimes by daddy, sometimes by mummy. My daddy would call me a freak nomrally and mummy called me a mistake, I didn't understand this either because I got hit if I asked about this too, but apparently daddy wasn't really my daddy and I was a "bastard" too. Sometimes, whenever they were shouting about me, Mr Florence Vincent's name came up, I didn't like Mr Vincent. He sometimes came around whenever daddy was out and said things to mummy and touched her. Mummy made me go into the closet but I could still hear him calling her names and grunting and other noises, I stayed in there until after he left and Mummy called me, but sometimes, even though he was gone, mummy wouldn't call me, but I could still hear her crying. The first time I realised this, I went out to see what was wrong but she screamed at me to go back in and called me names too, even after I was back in the closet. Later she dragged me out and hit me.

None of us liked Mr Vincent but he was the landlord, so we all had to be nice to him, although daddy always went quiet when he saw Mr Vincent, and he wouldn't talk or see or listen to me either for a while. I later came to realise that Mr Vincent would come and visit whenever mummy and daddy were arguing about money but whenever he didn't show up, they shouted about me instead. Sometimes, Mr Vincent would talk to me, asking how I was, what I was doing. I never knew what to say to him although he seemd to expect something so I was always polite at least. Normally after a while he would just grunt, perhaps in approval or disapproval, ruffle my hair and leave me. He had the same weird eyes as me too, I pointed this out to my parents once and they started yelling again. I learnt to just be quiet after a while. Sometimes when I was in the closet, I'd look at my bruises and scabs and scars I'd gotten over the years and months and weeks and days and I'd pick at them, rub at bruises, pull at scabs, tear open scars, I don't know why but it helped calm me down and ignore mummy and daddy's shouting. I'd add new ones sometimes, pinching and twisting off skin, punching or headbutting the wall or just running some glass along my arm, it helped me stop crying which was good, I'd been beaten for that too once, for being too loud or just attracting daddy's attention when he was in a bad mood, I don't know. He just opened the door and started hitting and kicking me while mummy screamed at him to stop.

I was six whenever mummy and daddy fought each other, they were shouting, louder than they normally did, I've forgotten what it was about but I think it was about me again. Mr Vincent had visited that day and daddy was always angry about Mr Vincent visiting. Then the doorbell rang, dad yelled to "piss off" and then Mr Vincent said from the other side of the door that they were waking the whole building. I'm not sure what happened but daddy stopped shouting and I heard footsteps go past my door, with mummy shouting at him to calm down and not to do it and for Vincent to run off. I peeked out the door, curiousity and nervousness compelling me to see what was happening and I saw daddy open the door and then he pulled out his switchblade and stabbed him in the stomach, I could see his eyes bulge over daddy's shoulder before he crumpled to the floor gagging. Daddy was kicking him and then fell to his knees so he could start punching him and stabbing him again. All I could do was stand there and watch in horror as Mummy tried to pull him off, still screaming. Then daddy grabbed her leg, pulled her over and started hitting and stabbing her too, her escalating screams shook me from my petrified fear and I ran at daddy with my shard of glass in my hand and stabbed him in the neck right as he looked up and saw me coming. He stared at me in surprise, not unlike Mr Vincent's expression as Daddy had stabbed him, and as blood pooled out of his neck and over my hand, I just stood there with tears dripping from my crystal-blue eyes, still holding the glass there until he coughed up blood and fell back over Mr Vincent's dead body. Although not before he said quietly. before coughing up his own blood, "bastard" I could see the hate and loathing in his dying eyes before they went blank.

I just stood there shaking and shuddering in my dirty white robe, now splattered with blood and my own tears. My whole body was spasming a little as I still tried to fight back against the tears. I looked to the side at mummy who had gone quiet too, her hand had tightened around my ankle in a death grip while she stared blankly at the floor. I crumpled under myself, my side hitting the ground hard. I pulled my legs up to my chest and closed my eyes tightly as I kept sobbing, I tried to ignore the pool of blood I could feel under my head, I tried to ignore the cold empty feeling growing in my heart which hurt so badly, I tried so hard to ignore mummy's hand around my ankle, but I couldn't. I could still see their dead faces in my mind, the colour slowly fading from their flesh, I could see them sprayed out on the floor and their blood seeping into a terrible stain upon the carper and it spreading around me. No matter how hard I closed my eyes I could still see them, no matter how loud I screamed and yelled and cried and hurt myself, I could still see them, even when the neighbours came and dragged me from there, kicking and screeching and bleeding and crying as I fought and scratched at them in their grasps like a cornered demon, I could still see them. No matter how hard I closed my eyes, I could see theirs, staring at me blankly. I could still see them blaming me.

I could still see them.
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And that, was Aduro's tramatic event. He didn't know it then, but he had just taken on the trait of a scribe. A scribe is an angel that documents everything humanity does, that is constantly watching everything and taking it down. They have perfect memory, can see text, subtext, future causes and effects, both up close and far away at the same time, basically, when they see something, they literally see everything that is happening. They're not very good warriors but they are incredibly scouts, spies and scholars. Although this was lost on Aduro who was just beginning to break down and crack when one of the neighbours clouted him over the head, which calmed him right down. It took a while for the psychologists and psychiatrists and doctors to fix him up so he could function badly in society, after another month of keeping him on heavy doses. They wanted to keep him for longer but once the temple heard about his angelic eyes, they snatched him up sharpish. Admittedly, they had their own therapists, but he had to deal and come to terms with a lot of it himself. He spent a lot of time on his own in the more reclusive areas of the library, where he'd practice summoning lesser angelic beings. Such as flying eyeballs, or minor scribes, small humanoids that look more like your classic chibi angels except with a book and quill instead of a harp, and without the happy expression. His main source of intelligent interaction has been these beings while he was growing up which has made him a little odder too, dealing with beings whose minds are completely alien to a humans, like a humans to an ants.

Special trait - He's lucky. It's like he has his own angel watching over him, he gets sixes one out of three times, 75 heads to 25 tails, etc. He can take pot shots, great sixth sense, etc.

Theme - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRzvE-1P9xA
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Re: Temple of the Blessed OOC - Signups open *10 spots*

Postby InsaneWhisper » Wed Oct 26, 2011 3:22 pm

Hey Zel, could you possibly post one of your own CSs so we can get a good idea on how much detail you'll be wanting? I'm a little unsure what sort of back-stories we're needing here. I like having a good amount of information about the life-styles of the people in the world before I write one for my character.

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Postby Zelosse » Wed Oct 26, 2011 3:47 pm

Example CS posted, I do not expect much detail. Just enough to get a 'feel' for the character. Does NOT have to be the same way I did it.
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Postby InsaneWhisper » Wed Oct 26, 2011 3:49 pm

Cool, thanks dear ^__^
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Postby Tuor » Wed Oct 26, 2011 3:51 pm

Oh shi- you're a girl
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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