0ber0n the Neko

There was the blackmoor. The expanse of tall grasses that constituted the largest plain on the planet besides the calmlands. Sardik waited as Chibi and Lucifer walked through the portal behind him. "Damn! This place is-" Sardik shoved his hand over the Kippor's mouth. "You won't want to talk or make much noise around here. Unless you have a deathwish, of course." Sardik said, barely audible. Sardik remembered the last time he was here. He was here alone, venting his anger on some of the creatures... It was here that he got rid of his sword... The sword that saved him from death so many times before... Sardik wondered if it would still be around. He looked at the landmarks of the area. Ku'orast rock... AM Cannon ruins... The Roic slope... He was here when he lost it. He looked around in the underbrush, making very little noise. He walked about ten paces toward the Roic, then four towards the AM Cannon Ruins. He looked down, and sure enough, it was his sword, still in it's sheath. He picked it up, and unsheathed it. He swung it around and realised that Chibi and Lucifer were staring. He looked at the sword. [I]Amazing... It hasn't been damaged very badly... I wonder if I should keep it with me...[/I] Sardik remembered that the anti-matter slowed aging as well. His sword would be no more than a day older than when he had left it. He sheathed it, and walked back towards the others. He motioned to them to help him look for the others. With Chibi and Lucifer following closely behind, he continued searching for Gothkir. Oh yeah. Jiae too. It took awhile, but he and the others found Gothkir and Jiae. They were both asleep, Jiae in Gothkir's arms. "Awww... It's so cute..." Lucifer said mockingly. "Waitaminnit! That guy's a Kippor! What's he-" Lucifer was cut off once again by the firm hand of Sardik. "Are you trying to get us killed? Keep your voice down...", Sardik said quietly "and be on your guard..."

Lucifer nearly dogded a kunai to the chest. "Jeez, man! You don't need to get all uptight about it!" Lucifer snickered "I think it's nice that you've got a girlfriend!" Sardik's eyes narrowed. "Are you mocking me?" "No, no. Not at all." Lucifer responded. He had ruined it... their moment... he almost had his memories back, and he RUINED it. [I]Oh well[/I], Sardik thought. [I]I had gotten used to being patient anyways...[/I] He looked over at Chibi, who was obviously more suprised than he was. "Oh. This is my..." he looked over at the smiling, waving, Lucifer "...[I]friend[/I]... His name is Lucifer. He's a kippor." Lucifer flashed an almost frighteningly toothy smile. The fangs were a bit of a tell-tale at this point. "Ok..." Chibi looked somewhat uneasy. [I]Sardik! Sardik! Dammit, Sardik, thank God you're there![/I] "Oh, here we go..." [I]What is it, Jiae?[/I] [I]Well, are you wondering why neither I or Gothkir have showed up yet?[/I] [I]Actually I figured you guys were...[/I] Sardik relised that this probably wasn't a good time. [I]Ok, shoot.[/I] [I]We've been teleported to the Blackmoor![/I] [I]You WHAT!?[/I] [I]We need you here! Now! We're about to be killed by some huge insect![/I] [I]Well, I guess we'll try and get there in time...[/I] [I]No, we need you NOW![/I] [I]And just how am I-[/I] The connection failed. Damn anti-matter. The anti-matter is the only reason magic won't work in the Blackmoor. During the war... During the war, there was crucial battle being fought on the fields of the Blackmoor. The scientists and engineers backing the imperial army had come up with a weapon sure to destroy the enemy. The anti-matter cannon. It fired a ball of void at the enemy, and the troops would be sucked up into a hole in the space-time continuum. All magic was cancelled out by the cannon, unfortunately. The holes also brought strange creatures into the moor. "Guys, we're going to the Blackmoor!" Sardik announced. Lucifer's jaw dropped. "We're WHAT?" Chibi looked calm enough. [I]Too calm...[/I] thought Sardik [I]But now isn't the time.[/I] "We need to help Gothkir and this Jiae kid. They helped us last night, we need to help them now!" said Sardik. "And we're using [I]your[/I] magic!" he pointed at Lucifer. Chibi seemed to agree with her eyes. Lucifer was met with two stares at people who could potentially kill him. "Oh well, what the hell." And the portal to the Blackmoor opened.

"What do you know about General Townsend?" Sardik questioned. He took a step closer to the smaller waska. She didn't respond. She looked flustered, but also somewhat injured for the use of the name. "Well?" Sardik took a step closer. He realised that he was acting a little too overanxious. After the loss of his memory... He had learned patience. It was his life. Waiting, searching, asking, waiting... his life was a big continuum of biding his time. He wished the answers would come... He needed them now... He kept stepping closer, subconciously. "Marra... Marra... Marra Townsend..." He was very close to her now. He could remember some of the last words Marra had said to him. [I]You make me feel warm, Sardik...[/I] He remembered her sweet embrace on that cold winter morning. The way that she... "Marra... do you still... love me? After your father has died? After the war, after there is no need to love, but to scorn me?" Sardik wondered vaguely where he remembered those words. The words he had used... but not to Marra... rather to the memory of Marra. After Marra had fled from the opposing armies... "What...what are you talking about?" Chibi looked almost frightened. "You... you are Marra... Come... back..." Sardik found himself putting Chibi in his arms... She was warm... even in this time of chill... still... so warm... "Come back to me, Marra..." Sardik whispered as he held her closer. "Come... back..."

OOC: My parents won't let me on at home. So I'll access from school. Every other day, and sometimes at lunch. IC: There was a Kiros in fromt of Sardik as he opened the door. There was a portal behind him. A long silence ensued. Sardik, knowing that he was in trouble, that the kiros was a high-ranking council member, and out of pure morbid curiousity, threw the small red-garbed creature into the portal. It promptly shut behind him. Almost...apologetically. "What was that?" Chibi asked. "I think...that was a kiros. Hmm... Well, he's gone now, but he was here before..." "Well..." Chibi stared at Sardik, either doubting his sanity, or making it appear as such. "...So. About Townsend." Sardik asked cautiously. "You seem to...know him." [I]DAMN! Those stupid council members and their dramatic pauses... It's infectious![/i] Chibi's look of skepticism turned to one of indignance. "And if I do?" "Then you need to answer me some questions..." OOC: Damn! I have to go! There's the lunchbell! Well, I'm sure you can keep going off that...

[I]Look, "Jiae". Let's meet somewhere. I'm sending my friend. We need to talk about last night.[/I] [I]Alright! Tell him to meet me at the plaza. But why aren't[B] you [/B] coming?[/I] [I]I have other business to take care of. Goodbye.[/I] Gothkir, Chibi, and Sardik had all come to the same conclusion. They needed to travel to stay away from the guards. They needed to find the source of these guards. "Gothkir? Will you go meet our friend at the plaza? Tell her we need her to join us." "Sure!" Gothkir got up with almost suspicious vigor. He walked off, looking almost happy. "Ok, Chibi. Come with me." "What for?" She asked. "We need to talk," Sardik remembered how she had looked, reacting to his mentioning Marra. She looked almost reminiscent. She also seemed like she knew something... "We need to talk about Townsend."

"Yeah. They followed us..." Said Sardik to a surprised Gothkir. Chibi walked up beside him, then gaped at his wound. "Um... got any healing...uh...stuff?" Sardik asked them. "No..." replied the kippor. "Well, I do know some healing magic, but it won't be in time..." replied Chibi. "Huh! You're useful in more than just a couple of ways!" Sardik responded. "Well, I'll go without for awhile..." Sardik focused his concentration. He knew this skill like the back of his hand. After all, he did create it. He picked up his kunai and quickly cut both of his palms. The pain was immense. The blood was flowing almost uninhibited. But that was the trick. He ran up to one of the beasts, obviously a Rakka, and jumped up to meet it at eye level. He knew what would happen. The Rakka swiftly pulled his longsword up to stab Sardik. Sardik threw blood into the Rakka's eyes, and jumped off the longsword that was coming at him. The Rakka proceeded to stab himself in the face. He glanced at Gothkir. He was summoning some large ball of something...It looked dark... Then he realised something. "Gothkir! Make the room pitch black!" Gothkir turned around, looking at the waska, realising that doing so would make Sardik almost completely invisible. "Okay!" The room was now completely dark. There were a few sickening noises. Since Gothkir was also wearing mostly black, and had good nightvision, this environment change benefitted him as well. There were two almost synonomous groans and the two towering giants were on the floor, dead. The lights came on just in time for Sardik and Gothkir to notice that the first Rakka wasn't quite dead yet.

This girl was the daughter of General Townsend! Or at least she looked the part... He remembered why he dreamed about Townsend... [I]He was like my father... In fact he almost was... He always mentioned that he had a daughter, Marra... or something..., back home. I even saw her picture once... Wait... Don't I still have it?[/I] thought Sardik. He reached down into his pouch and brought out a very aged piece of paper with a photograph on it. It was very faded (being a very early black and white photo), and hard to see in this light... but he could see the resemblance... Both had beautiful eyes, the same structure... He could almost feel himself falling in love all over again... [I]It would be great if I could settle down... get a stable job... a good wife...[/I] He remembered something. [I]Townsend had always wanted me to wed his daughter, and wasn't very alluding to it either. He would always come into my tent, saying something like "So, how's my future son in law?" Ha... those were the good old days... Still, part of Townsend's final request to me was to marry his daughter, and make sure she was happy... It would be nice if this was her...[/I] He thought. [I]But they look the same age ... She couldn't be Marra...could she?[/I] wondered Sardik.

[I]Where am I?[/I] [I]You are here with me.[/I] [I]Who are you?[/I] [I]...[/I] [I]Well?[/I] [I]If I told you, you would think I was lying.[/I] [I]Tell me anyway![/I] [I]I am... Sardik Mes.I am a former guard of the imperial order. I now live as an assassin, making at least twice as much money... but that's not why I changed professions... was it? Did I really ever care about the money? Am I even here? Do I really exist? Didn't I die back then? When General Townsend...[/I] [I]No... No.... I... I didn't die! ...Did I?[/I] [I]No... I carried on the banner... Or did I run away? Can I ever remember? Did I ever forget? Will I ever forget?[/I] [I]Stop! You're lying! Stay away![/I] [I]Do you really fear yourself so much? So much you would rather believe others than yourself? Can I really lie to myself?[/I] [I]...[/I] [I]Well?[/I] [I]If I told you, you would think I was lying.[/I] Sardik awoke. He analyzed his dream. [I]Have I forgotten?[/I] he asked himself. [I]Or did I merely choose not to remember?[/I] "You sure do sleep a lot for an assassin. Have a pleasant dream?" The voice said. This time it sounded definetely female. He couldn't tell who it was, though... "Will you tell me your name at least?" "Promise not to go to sleep?" "Yeah. I promise. Now will you tell me? And tell me why whenever I am in the same room as you, my memories come back!" "Well, I can't answer your last question." The female voice said jokingly, as a figure stepped into the light. Sardik felt his blood run cold. This girl was...

Sardik was dreaming. Apparently, being knocked out was one of the best experiences he had ever had. He hadn't slept in awhile... [I]Sardik Mes, is it?[/I] [I]Yes.[/I] [I]I have a special assignment for you, son. One that many sane men would never even consider...[/I] [I]I shall do thy will with honor, sir.[/I] [I]You must destroy him. The Homak who started this mess... He must be killed![/I] [I]Don't talk so much, sire. You're bleeding.[/I] [I]No. This must be said. The name of the dark lord... His name... His...Name...[/I] [I]Sire? Sire!? General Townsend! Come on, man! Wake up![/I] [I]Waska...[/I] "Huh?" Sardik woke from the dream. "Hey, Waska." said a voice. It was dark, and he was in a bed. Somewhere... Where was that memory from? Sardik remained unfazed. "Hmmm...must be a hangover." Sardik said. "Nah. I didn't see you drink, waska." "Wh-Who are you?" Sardik questioned. He then remembered that young girl in the bar... and the fist that sent him into his memories... "Are you...are you that girl in the bar?" "Depends. Which bar?" "Who are you?" "I am..." And then Sardik's world went black again.

I love excel saga! That show is great, and the mangas are just as good. IT's like the japanese version of south park! [COLOR=Navy]Yes, but surely you can tell us a wee bit more about why you like the series. ^_~ ~Dagger~[/COLOR]

OOC: Oo! That's a good idea! IC: A ball of fire exploded behind Sardik. A guard fell to the roof in an ashy manner. He looked farther on... THERE he is. Sardik spotted Lucifer and growled "Have you been watching this entire time, Lucifer?" "I helped when you needed it" Lucifer laughed "We might want to save the talk till were out of here" "Good point, good point..." Sardik let fly a kunai at a guard. It missed. "Get my back, Lucifer." The rooftop battle kept going for another ten minutes or so, then the guards stopped coming. Sardik had been shot at least four times in the arm during the battle, and was bleeding badly, but he was going to survive. He looked over at Lucifer. [I]Barely a scratch on him![/I] Sardik observed. He then remembered that Lucifer knew some healing spells, and also carried a lot of potions. "We did good, you guys. We did good." Sardik smiled. He looked around, and he seemed to be the only one who was very hurt. The waska girl had a few cuts and bruises, The Rakka had two more bolts stuck in him, but he apparently didn't notice. The Lyc...where was the Lyc? Sardik looked around, and saw that the small Lyc had vanished. "I'm going to the pub. I need some time to think, drink, and sleep." said Sardik. Lucifer was obviously not paying attention, stuck in the magic faze. [I]Figures[/i], thought Sardik. [I]He always overuses his magic...[/I] Sardik walked up to the pub, which was only about two blocks away. He opened the door, and realised that everone was staring. He didn't care anymore. He wanted to get as drunk as possible as quickly as possible. He counted up the credits he had picked up off of many of the guards. [I]Wow, guards shouldn't have that kind of money...[/I] he thought, counting up 7,000 credits. He stood there thinking for awhile. [I]In fact, no guard gets paid that well... I would know...[/I] It hit him. [I]Those weren't government guards! So. The rumors are true...[/I] He remembered being told a couple weeks ago that there was some sort of "Shadow Government" or something. Something about a prime minister, and... He sat down at the counter. He noticed that there was a girl sitting next to him. She didn't look old enough to drink (the legal drinking age is 17), but she was definetely very drunk. "Hey. What's new with you?" said Sardik, poking at the girl's arm. She woke up and looked at him funny. "Are you old enough to be here?" asked Sardik. He was swiftly dropped by a punch that hit him square in the face.

"That may have been the stupidest thing you have ever said!" said the girl Waska. "What? Like I was anticipating this?" Sardik shot back. The girl stopped to help, but her wound was reopened. She ran off. She kept running. "Hey! You could have helped me, you know!", cried Sardik. "Let's show those motherf--kers who's boss!" The girl said. "Fine. Lets!" Sardik replied. He jumped up onto the rooftops. Bolts were coming at him like some sort of silver rain. He smiled. The bolts passed through his body. His body was no longer there, and an unfortunate crossbowman caught a kunai in the forehead. Bolts were still coming at him and everyone like a mad swarm. He looked over at the other Waska. She seemed to be doing fine with that staff of hers. He then noticed, altogether too late, that a bolt had hit his right arm. "AGH!" He cried out in pain, and disappeared before more bolts could come. In the alley again, he waited and prayed that he still had that potion. He searched through his pouch, and found a bubbling liquid in a vial marked "Heal". He drank the nasty stuff. He nearly spit it out. It was working though. He pulled the bolt out of his arm, and saw the hole begin to close. It still hurt, but it wouldn't be damaged as much anymore. The only problem was...that was his last potion. He shrugged off the pain, and pulled out two kunai. He jumped to the roof, and let them fly, in no particular direction. One hit a swordsman in the leg, the other went flying into a post next to a crossbowman. Bolts came flying in his direction. He ducked under them. [i]Routine[/i], he thought. More kunai came flying at crossbowmen. "Time to end this!" Sardik yelled. He took four kunai in each hand. He came running at the crossbowmen. They were all focused on the waska girl and the rakka. He stabbed two of them, pulled his kunai out of their necks, and turned around to slash one who was unlucky enough to be behind him. He heard a crossbowman turn around, and then a sharp thud. The girl had hit the crossbowman with some sort of chakra blow. It was easy to tell, considering half of the man's body was gone. "Thanks." said Sardik. The battle raged on.

"What is this, a circus?" Yelled Sardik. He watched as the large blundering figure ran onto the scene. His wound was still bleeding profusely. "Damn, that's what I get for not paying attention in med class..." said Sardik to himself. Sardik was suddenly shot to attention when he heard an elated laugh from his feet. The Lyc was looking up at him. The Lyc had just launched a firey ball at Sardik when, suddenly, there was no Sardik to be torched. "And that's what I get for not taking Mind over Matter 101" Sardik groaned. He cursed. "What was with that crowd, anyway?" He peered out from the alley he had hidden in. There was a Rakka, a vampire, a Lyc, and a Waska. All of which, as far as he could tell, were his enemies. "Hmm... well it's obvious I'm not going to get anywhere by assassinating the Lyc. He'd kill me without thinking. I'm not going to get out that gate... Ok... let's try diplomacy..." He walked out of the alley. He dropped his kunai, and yelled "I am unarmed! I wish to speak with all of you." Everyone was now very aware of his position, and he now felt extremely stupid.

Sardik ducked as the vampire instructed, taking the girl down with him. The collision of the magics was incredible. He heard swearing and was told, "Find the caster!". He stood up quickly and surveyed his surroundings for a moment. He then rushed in the direction of the overjoyed Lyc who had thrown the ball. The Lyc, he found, was his target. The girl stood up behind him and said, weakly,"Found him..." and then collapsed. He kept running at the poor unsuspecting Lyc. [I]Sorry, kid, but this is MY hit[/I], he thought to himself as he prepared to launch an aerial assault on his target...

[I]She's not going to make it![/I] thought Sardik. The chain made a sound that was almost pleasant as it soared thorugh the air. [I]There's only one way to save her...[/I] He ran over, instantaneously grabbing the chain, knowing full well that it would hurt as much as it did. One thing he did not plan on, however, is the chain severely injuring his left hand. The kama's blade stopped, though. He looked at that girl again. She was more suprised than injured. The blade had licked her right arm,t though. Blood trickled slowly down her armand onto the pavement. He looked at the newcomer with suprise. Apparently he was transfigured with the blood he had just shed. The suprise and horror on the vampire's face was almost unnerving... [I]Could he be bluffing?[/I] thought Sardik. "Please! I do not wish to fight!" yelled sardik to the night fiend. "I need to help her!"

Sardik looked the girl over. Seemed innocent, but there was something almost?eerie about how easily she dodged his kunai. He may have not intended to kill her, but nobody but a professional could block one of his crippling blows. ?What do you want from me, girl?? he asked, knowing full well that she was going to make up some lame excuse about her innocence. ?Well, I was just passing by and-? Sardik caught a poisoned dart aimed directly at his chest in his hand. ?Just passing by, huh?? Sardik feigned analysis of the dart. He threw it into the ground. ?Nice try, kid, but you?re gonna need more than THAT to kill me.? He saw the look of innocence fade from the girl?s face. The face was one of a person who had not anticipated an expert to cross her path. ?Easy target?? He thought. ?Too easy. She wasn?t sent after me.? ?Tell me! What brings you here, girl? I am not your target, nor am I obstructing your way. Tell me your target,? Sardik smiled, ?And I?ll help you?probably.? The girl was either insulted or extremely embarrassed. The night concealed much of her face, so Sardik was not able to tell. ?Well? Speak up!? Sardik spoke readily and carefully. He was guarded. He knew there was something very wrong here?a bad vibe emitted from this girl? no wait... from BEHIND this girl! He saw a sharp gleam... "DOWN!" He yelled.

OOC: Alright guys, everybody who joined the "subhuman" post (before and including Drizzt Do'urden) is officially in this adventure thread! K guys, lets's get it on! --------------------------------------- Many years from now... In the year 2076, there will be a war on a distant planet called Spaccui. The war will rage for ten long years, and then stop abruptly. Nobody will know why it will stop. Those who dare to find the reason for such a sudden stop will be in for the adventure of their lives... Sardik lay beneath a tree, just outside the city of Balkazza. He was alone, he hoped. It was during that time when his fate was changed forever... "Wow. The moon's bright tonight...", he whispered to himself. He looked around the expanse of fields around him. This land was fertile, having recieved years of mineral rain during the war. Sardik stood up. "It's late, I think I should try to get my job done by at least ten. Man, aristocrats... usurping their power to destroy the enemy... If I wasn't being paid so well for this job..." He walked down towards Balkazza, reaching the city gates within five minutes or so. "Damn" he thought. "Guards, this early? I guess they must have been expecting me..." Sardik smiled as the guards approached him. "State your business, boy, or I shall be forced to take action" stated the larger of the two guards. He raised his sword to Sardik's neck. "Stop walking, dammit!" Sardik pulled a kunai out of his belt. *Sfek!* The kunai was now lodged deep into the skull of this larger guard. "I'm here to make money. Please do not take this the wrong way." Sardik noticed the other guard running in his gawdy armor towards the gate. The guard noticed a sharp pain in his neck, as he realised that Sardik had caught up with him. "What's the hurry, chum? Calling for your buddies on the gate? Won't you be kind and tell them to open it for me?" The pain got sharper, as the kunai's blade was held closer to the guard's neck. The guard took a deep breath. He decided to take his chances. "ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN! WON'T SOMEBODY PLEASE-" There was a (quite literally) dead silence. Sardik examined the two corpses left lying on the ground. "Bah. Rude." he said, and then jumped over the gate.

Alright, let me give this a shot. Name: Rana Kichi Age: 21 ('bout 19) Gender: Male Race: Half-man, half-cat (Neko) (Is this ok?) Class: Assassin Weapon(s) : Twin short swords and a shortened figting staff. Magic: Illusion arts Appearence: Appears to be slim, but is actually quite strong. He wears the traditional assassin's garments, consisting of: Black Tunic, Black Gloves, Black everything. Has bright blue eyes and dark hair. Bio/Personality: Has always been a good and honest man, never going back on his word. He never complains, has good manners, and is very quiet. He is also a proffessional killer. He has always experienced pain through his proffession, but would never let it show, but he is looking for a missing part of himself...

Ok, guys! Just letting you know! We'll start the RP after tommorrow! Anybody who does not complete a post by the end of tommorrow (except if they have asked for reservation) will not be included in the RP! Sorry, but that's the way it is! Ok... Very nice characters, everyone! Remember: This story will depend a lot upon how into your character you get! Ok... Here are some alignment rules I think I should update! Mercenaries can be hired by anyone (and can change sides according to their employer) Vagrants can hire anyone (and must change alignment somewhat to accomadate their employees [ie. You most likely will not hire a government official and a high ranking rebel on the same team, as you will be a governmental rebel...]) Government can only hire mercenaries Rebellion can only hire mercenaries Ummm... Let's see now... everyone has gone without choosing a class (including myself ^_^;; ). Let's see... alright... make up a class! As long as it only incorporates one type of weaponry (no fighter/mages or archer/fighters or archer/mages). Be notified that there ARE modern-day weapons (brought to our planet by the homaks, so homaks get bonuses to accuracy with them and blah blah blah) Those generally hated characters (yeah, you kippors!)! You will recieve a bonus of popularity if you join the rebellion or the government! And let me add another class or two to the top! Check those out just in case you wish to change your character to them! wow... I really should have added this earlier! Feel free to change your character according to these changes! [SIZE=4][CENTER]OK! EVERYBODY GO TO THE ADVENTURE THREAD FOR THIS RP![/CENTER][/SIZE] It will be called Subhuman, like this thread!

Name: Kannst Mgorrir Age: 19 Who he was on Lowne: A great and powerful Psychic, who was in the queen's army, and felt a strong attatchement to her. Powers: Psychic extrapolation of kinetic energy through his left eye(Power to blow stuff up with his mind through his left eye) Personality: A very aloof man, who has always had a special something, but never knew how to use it. Gets embarrassed very easily and tries to stay away from most people. He is an intelligent and thoughtful guy, and normally would seem like the kind of person you would like to meet. Nobody knows why he is so incredibly intelligent. Also, nobody can explain why he is blind in his left eye. Transformation: After experiencing extreme emotional stress, our Kannst becomes a tall and fairly muscular man. He has a large straw hat (Japanese style) that normally covers his face, excepth his left eye. He dons light armor, and doesn't talk out loud, rather he sends thought waves into those around him. He becomes a very confident and loyal fighter.

Name: Rio Aru Age: 15 Gender: Female Appearance: Red haired, blue eyed, and light-skinned Alliance: Faction Race: Human Weapon: Sabre Element: Holy Reason to join: Rio had always hated the Demons, as they destroyed many of her friends in a battle in her hometown. Bio: A friendly, upbeat person. She tends to gravitate towards others, but as of recently has stopped. She believes that her curse is that evryone she gets close to will die. She wants to rid herself of this curse, or the demons, or both.

[quote name='annie']Hey bud, I know you are new (I helped ya find this place), but there are certain rules we must abide by here.[/quote] Hey, Annie. Yes. There ARE rules we must abide by here. You should PM messages like that. Just letting you know! No hard feelings! Ok... Let me see. Name: "Orange" Maxamillian Gender: Male Age: 18 Race: Phelexian Weapon: Pole Style: Red Dragon (made up) Eyes: Reddish Orange Hair: Bright Orange Skin: Tanned Build: Muscular Clothing: Mostly bright attire, very loose fitting Attitude: Outgoing, and always smiling Bio: Called "Orange" because of his hair and eyes. He's been called that so long that he's forgotten his real name and decided that it really isn't that important. He likes to flirt with girls, but knows when to draw the line. He really is only in the war for the adventure, as he is a very adventurous youth. Laughs often, and likes to joke around and keep people in a good mood. His pole style is almost unmatched. He can utilize soft spots on the body to cause a great deal of damage to the opponent. Quite good at making small explosive charges, and likes small details. Hobbies: Animals, collecting things, wandering. Likes: Animals, kids, girls, attention to detail. Dislikes: Strict rules, limitations. All in all: The Carefree Protagonist (may be spelled wrong :sweat: ) Alright. There's a charcter for ya, pal. PM me with any questions you may have! Hope to see you around!

Hmmm... Well to give my personal opinion... It needs a bit of tampering. The seven months idea adds a sense of urgency and may cause drama near the end of the series...the character, though... I dunno. A character that doesn't exist in behavior, but exists in person, is a very uninteresting character. You need to give the lead a more focused set of mannerisms. What are her bad habits? Why should we care if she lives or dies? How can she fall in love as a robot, but still be God? (again) Why does the grey dome exist, and how did she get the colors book? Why does she have to be a clone of God? Then there is the Main love interest. Bear in mind that this is a very hard role to create, as it has to contrast just enough from the lead to create diversity and conflict, but also has to be similar enough to be compatible. An emotionless, heartless kind of character does not have very many good match ups. Lets see... Maybe you could add political intrigue, and maybe even a conflict in governmental powers to make the story have more depth. you could make it so there are people looking for the Godclone, and wish to harness it for different reasons. One of which could be another Godclone! ^_^;; I'm straining meself. It's late. Well I hope to hear more of the story as it develops! It sounds promising! Adios and sayanora -0ber0n

This is my first endeavor in this concept, so try and tolerate my almighty n00bness. Alright! Let's do this! *Dramatic zoom in on eyes* [u]Story[/u] Ok, this adventure shall take place on the world of Spaccui (Seer-CAU). This world is a fair and actually quite beautiful world. The inhabitants are incredibly content with their lives, and the food is quite plentiful. The strong Rakkas (a larger race of what looks like humans with colorful fur) tilled the land, while under the rule of the wise Kiros (a smaller race of small, grey-skinned humanoids). All was well until the year 2076. In the Icy land of A'kent (R-eyn-ENT), there was once a great battle which took the lives of millions. The battle was against the Homaks, a dark and evil conquering race that built great, noxious cities, and terrifying new magics. The war ended when the head Kiros said that the Homaks had been destroyed. It also ended with much controversy and an almost frightening suddenness,leaving many unsure that it had actually ended at all. That many included you. You question the suddenness in your mind repeatedly, but that never helps, as you know. So will you go adventuring to find out? Well, the Kiros made it very clear that you cannot, or you will be arrested and exiled. The only question remains, will you dare rebel against the wise Kiros? [u]Races[/u] You can choose to be: a Homak (looks exactly like a human) Strong in all categories. Lives normal life length. Generally hated. a Kiros (described above in the story section) Magic adept, weaker. Incredibly long lifespan. Generally respected. a Rakka (also described above) Stronger, less magic adept. Very Long Lifespan. Generally liked. a Waska (Looks like a cat-human hybrid) Faster, skilled, and has some strength and magic skill. Slightly longer lifespan. Generally liked. a Kippor (a Vampire) Only adept in dark magic, Fast, and strong. Lives normal life length. Generally hated. a Lyc (an Oracle) Only adept in light magic, skilled, and extremely fast. Lives VERY LONG TIME. Generally loved. a Spherec (Looks like a half-man, half-lizard) Not adept in magic, and not very fast, either, but EXTREMELY STRONG, and can regenerate lost limbs. (only male gender) Generally liked. a Marrur (looks like a half-woman, half-rabbit) Not strong, but pretty fast, and VERY ADEPT AT MAGIC. Very seductive creatures (a natural advantage). (only female gender) generally liked. [u]Sides of the conflict[/u] Rebellion: seeks the power to destroy the Kiros Government: seeks the power to blind the people to the truth Vagrant: seeks own motives, and may be joined up with a few other people Mercenary: seeks the motives of his/her employer [u][b]My character[/b][/u] [u]Stats[/u] Name: Sardik "The Night" Mes Race: Waska Age: 27 (about 20 in human years) Sex: Male Class: Assassin Weapon of Choice: (many) Kunai Knives Brief Stat Description: Not very strong, but moves with incredible speed. Can use some cloaking magics. Very skilled. [u]Appearance[/u] Eyes: Orange Hair: Dark Black Skin: Believed to be fair (although anyone who has seen it has not lived to tell). Build: Slim, but also somewhat muscular Tail: Dark Black [u]Preferences[/u] Fav. Color: Black Likes: Being alone Dislikes: Noisy people Wears: Black Clothing Bio: Has been trained in the art of assassination since birth, he prefers to be alone, constantly thinking and also constantly wary. He has trouble getting into relationships, even though he has a certain charm about him. He wants to get into a relationship, possibly settle down and have a family, but he believes that it is just a dream, and continues his work. Called "The Night" by his friends (aka those who fear him). Is constantly searching for the meaning of "Love". All in all: The silent and powerful one. [u]Side of Conflict[/u] He is on "His side" (vagrant) Well...that's my character! Try to make your charcters in the same format, but don't reveal too much of the past (of your character), as it will be an important plot device!

*looks around* who, me? Hmm... Quite frankly, one of my favorite animes is one of these. Excel Saga tries to combine every aspect of every type of genre possible. Many of these have much Western influence. You can find it in many of the popular animes out there. I feel that it is ok to a point. I personally dislike superhero comics and superhero animes. But the best types of anime have many things to do with western comics. I respect this, and am glad that we puny westerners can be included in this awesome entertainment!!! Ciao! "You can tell someone is crazy when there is more than three exclamation points after any one thing he or she says." -Terry Pratchett