Redemption

[color=RoyalBlue][size=1]" Now what do we do about him?" Juno said, pointing his weapon at the floating administrator. Kya turned around, blood still running down her arm and over her blade. Her wings were still glowing, her crystal blue eyes glaring up at the administrator. " We'll have to deal with him," Kya growled. " What? What do you mean?" Clipper asked. Juno's face looked serious. " Exactly what she's intending Clipper." Clipper clicked her tongue in disapproval. " Becoming fututives huh? Just your style Kya. You're following your father's footsteps to the T." " Heh.... you know what they say. Let's get him," Kya chuckled. All three of them jumped up and combined their attacks to 'disperse' the administrator. The administrator was in shock at their sudden turning and tried to fend them off but with no luck. He disappeared with a ring of code, allowing the field to go back to its normal state. The three moderators landed in the grass softly. Kya's wings turned back to their normal colour. " I'm going to fix myself up. Hang on a second," Kya said as the blonde-girl that controlled Kya went to get her wound tended to. A few minutes later, Kya unfroze and turned to them. " I've just sent an email to Nomura," Kya said, smiling. " Seems we're all fugutives." Clipper looked at Kya. " Heh... Kya Kya Kya.... you are really hard to handle at times. " Awww... you love me Clipper and you know it." Kya then turned to Juno. " I'm sorry you had to be dragged into this." Juno shrugged his shoulders. " It's better than doing nothing." " Ah... but now you are on the admin's Black List." " I repeat my previous statement." Kya laughed. " Well, lets go. We're meeting Nomura at Dun Loreiag. From there, we will be going to a safe field so we can talk in private." " Right," Clipper nodded, slinging her Long Arm weapon over her shoulders. " Another adventure."[/color][/size] OOC: Meet at the Grunty Nursery Nomura.

[size=1]Wow... I didn't even notice this thread was up. ^_^;; I agree with JJ with the chapter system. Seems like it would be good for the RPG's sake. I've been eager to start with my character. It's going to be different playing a character like her.[/size]

[size=1]I can understand that too James. It's better than you start it well rather than rushed. And just a note, I mightn't be on until next Saturday due to university exams. They finish on Saturday so after that, I'll be free. Thanks.[/size]

[size=1]Good to see this RPG is on its way to being in the Square. I was getting worried that it might not actually start. But I'm glad to see that it is.[/size]

[size=1]Hi Monkatraz. Just some feedback on your character. First off, it's a nice short overview of your character. Most people would get to feel the general persona around your character, therefore other characters (and the people playin them) can somewhat predict how your character would react to certain situations. My only problem would be your bio. Maybe a little bit more in-depth, explaining how your character is and why they are that way. A past is like an explanation of your character's personality. But all in all, it was a good sign-up. ^_^[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Touka Ichimaru [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 31 (Tiegrians live to about the age of 130) [b]Faction:[/b] Deadly Flower [b]Race:[/b] Tiegrian - a race made almost of purely females that are dedicated to the Deadly Flower faction. Their most distinguishable marks are the ears and tail of a cat on a naturally-looking human female body. However, the women from this race are incredibly strong and agile, as well as fierce fighters. And, they have another small gift, but I'm not going to give that away. [b]Personality:[/b] Being a Tiegran, Touka is a strong, resilient kind of person. She fights fiercely against her enemies - like a lioness protecting her cubs. Her tough exterior hides the fact that she cares about her kind and the other girls in the Deadly Flower faction, and as cliche as it might sound, would fight viciously to protect any of her warriors that were in danger. [b]Bio:[/b] Touka is a well-respected fighter in the Deadly Flower faction. She has fought in many battles, and is renouned for her fierceness and skill with the Kiju (a staff with a magical orb at the top that is said to explode on impact - the orb can also swing out of the staff, attached by a chain). Her reputation on the battlefield has earned her the nickname 'Man-eater', given to her by her enemies. But her history holds the reason of why Touka is the way she is. When she was a kitten (a young child), her sisters and mother were sent to war against the other factions, leaving Touka with her elderly grandmother. Her sisters and mother were gone for lengthy periods of time, leaving Touka to care for her grandmother as she grew up. Everyday since she was big enough to hunt, Touka had to do the chores of the house - cleaning, hunting, gathering wood and water and taking care of her grandmother, who grew sicker in her old age. When the old lady passed away, Touka was left alone. Her mother and sisters weren't returning home anymore, since they had been sent to far away places to fight. She now lived alone. She still did her chores but seemed to have more free time on her hands with her grandmother now passed on. Bored, Touka began to train herself, just in case someone, or something attacked her.[/size] OOC: Touka's appearance is in the original thread of 'Petal Throne'. She has dark charcoal grey hair with dark grey, pointed cat ears and a long but thin dark grey tail.

[size=1]Glad to see that it is already up. I was mildly surprised at the speed this was done. Good job Takuya! ^_^[/size]

[size=1]Rightio. Sounds like this is on a roll.[/size]

[size=1]I'll be willing to help Takuya. Just ask what you need from me and I'll help out as much as I can. I think we should use this thread, or make a new one so we can discuss what's going on. Then maybe all of us can have some input, and know what each other are talking about. Just a thought.[/size]

[color=RoyalBlue][size=1]Kya screamed as she ran forward, holding her HeavyBlade katana in her left hand. Real blood ran down her right arm, slightly dripping from her index finger. Her breathing was heavy. " Take this!!!" Kya yelled as she attacked the monster. It just roared and flung her off. She skidded across the ground, using her katana as a stopping device. " What do we have to do to kill these things?!" she cursed. " How are we supposed to know!?" Clipper answered her partner's angry curses. " Maybe...." Juno started. He lowered his weapon. " Maybe... the administration wants us dead." " WHAT?!" both Clipper and Kya yelled. " You can't be serious!" " I am," the male leader of the Skull Knights said softly. " They wouldn't put us in this situation if they wanted us alive." " I refuse to believe that!" Kya said. " That would be murder." She stood, wobbling slightly. Gripping her katana in her left hand, Kya looked at the monster in front of her squarely. It was poised, ready to finish her off. [i]I refuse to die.... I will fight....[/i] Her white angelic wings flared out. Clipper and Juno looked towards her. They saw the wings glow a brilliant white. Kya's blood running down her arm started to glow also. She looked down at the blood running down the arm. " Blood...." " Kya! What are you doing?!" Clipper yelled at her as she dodged a shot from a monster. Kya looked back at Clipper and Juno. " Blood.... that's the answer..... blood." " Blood?" Juno asked, his face looking confused. " What are you talking about?" Clipper asked, looking worried. " I don't know... but...." The monster behind Kya raised its drill-like arm, ready to finish the moderator. [i]Tsubasa... no Tenshi.... ni Sora....[/i] Before Clipper and Juno knew it, the monster howled its death scream and disappeared in a whirl of code. " How the...." Juno started. Kya turned to him, and sheathed her katana, her wings still glowing. " I told you.... our blood.... it has DNA. DNA is like a piece of code, an algorithm. It just hit me.... and I thought I'd try it. It works. Our blood fights the virus." " But... that doesn't make sense," Clipper said. " I don't know how it works exactly, but it does."[/color][/size]

[size=1]Wow..... I actually got in. *jumps up and down, excited* This should be interesting. And I didn't realise that mythical creatures were also included. >.> Oh well. I really like my character. I hope I can do her and the RPG justice. Thanks James.[/size]

[size=1]Heh.... I know that feeling. I guess we'll just have to be patient and wait and see.[/size]

[size=1]So I'm guessing that this RPG isn't going to go up in the Square. Pity..... I like my character.[/size]

OOC: Sorry Jokopoko. Just needed to get my character in the RPG. I didn't have enough time to edit it to the character snippet you wanted when I posted this. [color=DarkRed][size=1]Oriel shivered. The path she tred down was a lonely street. Streetlights flicked above her as she walked along the concrete footpath. Every step echoed loudly. The young woman winced at her every step, her very long dirty blonde hair fluttering out behind her. It echoed too loudly, and there was no way she could muffle her steps. Through the darkness, Oriel used her wine red eyes to try to see any potential threats that might leer in the shadows. She pulled her thick overcoat up around her neck. The night was indeed bitterly cold. A sudden rummage in a nearby trash can made Oriel jump, her heart thumping heavily upon her chest. She wasn't a fighter, but nor was she a lover. The young woman was in the grey matter between the two. Her fists raised nervously in a defensive position. [b]" Wh-who's there?"[/b] Oriel asked, her voice quaking with anxiety. She looked at the now side-ways trash can intently. Suddenly, a black cat sprinted out of the metal cyclinder, scooting off into the darkness. Oriel let out a relieved sigh. [b]" Yet another black cat walked across my path... fate, it seems."[/b] As she turned around, a menancing black shadow rose up before her, gleaming red eyes looking at her madly. The young woman let out a scream before her white-and-grey feathered wings burst out of their restraints and flared open to take off. However, the shadow wasn't going to let Oriel get away that easily. What seemed like a black vine shot out at her and wrapped itself around her ankle as the 'angel' tried to take off. With the vine tightly wrapped around Oriel's ankle, the shadow heaved her over into a brick wall. A slight yelp escaped from her mouth as she tried to prevent herself crashing into the wall, but to no avail. With a slight blood ooze from the back of her head, Oriel looked at the shadow and whimpered. [b]" I'm a healer..... plus, nothing can cut shadow!"[/b] [i]You cannot accomplish anything if you start by doing nothing...[/i] a voice inside her head muttered to her. Oriel cringed but made her resolve. Reaching deep into her left pocket, she withdrew a reel of fine silver string, the end in which she took between her fingers. The 'angel' curled a length of it around her finger and cut the end with her teeth. As the string fluttered in the wind, Oriel looked down at the shadow, her eyes narrowing. The shadow gave her a wide smile before yanking her towards itself. Oriel quickly drew the length of the string tight between her two hands, slicing the so-shadow in half. As she landed at a half-crouch, the shadow and the street landscape disappeared, as did Oriel's wound. Her breath came out in heavy pants. The scrapping sound of metal wheels on a metal floor became louder as a wheelchair stopped in front of her. [b]" You did well Oriel."[/b] The young woman stood slowly, her wings flaring slightly out behind her, and looked at the older, bald man sitting in the wheelchair. [b]" Thank you... Professor."[/b] He gave her a warm smile. [b]" Welcome to the X-Men."[/b] The Professor turned and wheeled away, however, his thoughts still stayed on the new mutant that had just joined their ranks. [i]Oriel.... the name of God's angel of destiny.... tragic that she chose that name for herself.[/i][/size][/color]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Jordana Oriel (not her real name) [b]Age:[/b] 21 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Powers:[/b] Jordana has the ability to heal any wound on another person. How she does this is both tragic, and amazing. When Jordana goes to heal the wound, she breathes in. Inside of her, she draws her own life force and disperses it throughout her breath. She then breathes on the wound, her own life force making the wound rapidly heal. If the wound is internal, she has to kiss the injured person, in order to transfer her life force into them. This she finds extremely difficult to do. The tragic thing about Jordana's power is that it uses her own life force. When she heals somebody, one feather on her angelic wings turns grey. The shade of grey depends on the severity of the wound. Once all of her feathers in her wings turn grey, she dies. [b]Appearance:[/b] Attachment one is Jordana's usual appearance. The second attachment is what Jordana's wings will look like when all the feathers have turned grey. [b]Equipment:[/b] Jordana doesn't really like to fight, so she has no majorly offensive weapons. However, she always has a reel of steel-thread with her, just in case she needs it, for whatever she can think of using it for. [b]Biography:[/b] Jordana came from a small family that she is the only child of. She was a very timid child and when she started to go to school, she normally sat alone in the playground. Her wings started to grow when she was seven. One day, her father saw the lumps on her shoulderblades, blood oozing from them. That was when he began to abuse her and he mother. He realised Jordana was a mutant and blamed his wife for making their daughter a mutant, hence the reason for the abuse. One day at school, her teacher noticed Jordana's winces of pain and the stains of blood on the back of her shirt. She rushed Jordana down to the medical room and ushered the girl to take off her shirt. Jordana refused but the blood flow was increasing. Her teacher eventually got the shirt off, and a few moments later, Jordana's light grey wings burst through her shoulders. Her teacher was amazed, but then saw the bruises all around Jordana's stomach. Jordana's teacher and the other staff eventually found out that her father had been abusing his daughter and his wife. Jordana was then taken to a foster home. The lady that took her in was a mutant herself. She had the ability to create the most beautiful crystals and turn them into whatever she wished. The lady was a sculptor and people always admired her work of art. Jordana found comfort in that household, able to have her wings free whenever she was home. She continued with her schooling in a different school, her wings restricted against her back, when the lady she was living with was in an accident. The lady was run down by a hoodlum in a car, because she was a mutant. Jordana was rushed to the scene of the accident and knelt down next to the lady's unconscious body. Tears trickled down the young girl's face. This was when her healing powers was activated. She healed the lady's wounds and her first grey feather appeared - a very dark grey feather. A news crew had been there and captured what had happened. Very soon after, the media was stalking Jordana and her foster mother. The lady looked for a place where Jordana would be safe from the media and people who wanted to use her gift. She found out about the new generation of X-Men and told Jordana to got find them. Jordana took off, with regret and guilt, going to find these people that could help her. [b]Additional Info:[/b] With the wings, Jordana is has the ability of flight. She is also very nimble. She isn't physically strong, but her enemies have a hard time trying to land a blow on her.[/size]

OOC: Sorry... uni.... [color=RoyalBlue][size=1][b]" Hey Clipper, Kya. Do your weapons have debug menus, or is that in a different departed of CC Corporation?" Juno shouled at the two female moderators. Kya held her stance firm as she struggled against a Tetra Armour. " It's a different department all together. And they won't come to save us now. We've been branded as traitors." The Tetra Armour swung wildly at Kya, using is combination attack against her. Luckily, Kya managed to dodge most of the attacks, one slicing her right arm. Her katana clattered to the ground as her left hand clutched the wound. Blood trickled down it. " Damn it.... damn it...." Clipper and Juno sprinted over to her. " Are you all right?" Clipper asked. " I told you... if you get hit by these things, the wounds are real. My arm is cut in the real world," Kya replied, hissing in pain. " So what will you do now?" Juno asked, a look of concern on his face. Kya stood. " What else? Fight! I don't want to die in real life just because of some stupid virtual monsters!" She tentatively picked up her katana with her left hand and gripped it tightly. " Looks like I'll have to go things left-handed now."[/color][/size][/b] OOC: Sorry to leave it short but I have to do my assignment now. The guys in my group just came in. ^_^;;

[size=1]I agree with Sazabi. When is this going to be put up? Phobia, if you need any help with it, PM me. I'll be glad to help out if you want.[/size]

[color=Sienna][size=1][b]Name:[/b] Brooke Hathorn [b]Age:[/b] 29 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Place of Origin:[/b] A cattle station west of Quilpie, Queensland, Australia [b]Known History:[/b] Brooke was born on the ?Hathorn Plains Cattle Station? with the aid of the Royal Flying Doctor Service. Being a child of the bush, Brooke grew up to become very comfortable with all the highs and lows of living off the land. Her father was a black opal miner at Quilpie and her mother ran the station when her father was at work for months at a time. Her mother, Anne, taught her to ride a horse and muster cattle at an early age. At the age of 6, Brooke started to go to school using the ?School of the Air?. The ?School of the Air? was a way that children in the outback could come in contact with teachers and other children in the outback via radio. She spent the next four years learning this way, as most children of the outback do. When Brooke turned 10, her parents decided to take her to a boarding school in Charleville. There, she received what she called a ?city? education. It was very different from the ways she used to know and missed doing things like riding her horses and helping her mother with running the station. Brooke finally graduated high-school with good marks. But, she didn?t want to study at university. Instead, she went back to ?Hathorn Plains? and helped her mother run the station. This was all fine and dandy when an unfortunate incident happened. A minor tremor caused the mine that Brooke?s father was working in, to collapse. She and Anne heard the news that night when they had just sat down to dinner. They drove the hour to Quilpie and were greeted with the news that they had found her father, dead. Since that day, Brooke has stayed on at ?Hathorn Plains? to one day take over the family property. [b]Personality:[/b] As most Australian country folk are, Brooke has a well-rounded personality. She enjoys working hard and doesn?t mind a coldie at the end of the day. She?s been through some tough times on the station, which has made her appreciate the good times. Other than having a very dry and sarcastic sense of humour, which no one gets, Brooke keeps her mind on what needs to happen on station that day and the next. [b]Appearance:[/b] Brooke has a well-weathered face with freckles dotting her cheeks. She has shoulder length, sun-bleached brown hair that?s nearly always hidden underneath an Akubra and clear blue eyes she inherited from her father. She normally wears a singlet or a t-shirt with long-legged jeans and Blundstones. [b]Animal Genes:[/b] Inland Taipan (or the Fierce Snake) [There is a debate on its scientific name] [b]Hybrid Traits:[/b] [indent][i][b]Lethal Venom:[/b][/i] When threatened, Brooke will use her fingernails or teeth to inject a lethal dose of venom. The Inland Taipan?s venom is the most toxic in the world ? able to kill a man in 3 seconds. [b][i]Enhanced Speed and Agility:[/i][/b] The Inland Taipan?s main food source is rodents. The snake needs to be quick to give the small mammal a lethal dose of venom. Brooke has inherited this agility and speed.[/indent][/color][/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Amelia Winta [b]Age:[/b] 23 [b]Appearance:[/b] See attachment [b]Sword:[/b] Wind Sword ? [i]Isaura[/i] (as seen in the attachment). [i]Isaura[/i] is a slender, sleek blade that resembles something like a katana. As the Wind Sword, it resembles the fluid beauty and elegance of the wind. [i]Isaura[/i] literally means ?child of the wind?. [b]Personality:[/b] Amelia was 13 when she found [i]Isaura[/i]. Some say it was fate, for 13 was the age said to be when a child is most venerable to the Devil?s workings. To Amelia?s parents, the coming of this sword was like the Devil possessing their youngest daughter. Before the sword came, Amelia was like every other girl of that age ? young, innocent and unaware of the evil that lurked in the world. However, when the innocent young one touched the handle?s sword, her temperament completely changed. She became serious and focused. It was almost in an instant that she changed. The vice Lust was injected into her veins. With this vice, Amelia found out that she could never have a lover and would be forever alone. This caused her heart to become cold and closed. From that moment on, Amelia would never been the 13-year-old girl she was once ? unless Lust completely took over. [b]Sample of Writing:[/b] The soft sounds of air flowing through the bamboo forest were music to Amelia?s ears. She stood, frozen, with [i]Isaura[/i] firmly gripped in her delicate hands. Soft ripples of sound approached her ears. They were far away ? but only for the moment. Soon, they would tread in her pure sanctuary and dirty it with their filthy ways. The three men stomped through the delicate green growth on the ground. Strings of curses flowed from their mouths as freely as birds fly in the sky. They were clad in armour ? but from what. ? Where is that *****?? one said, his greasy brown hair slicked to his large head. ? They said she?d be in here,? another said. ? She must be a witch? to enchant us like that?? the last muttered. A strong breeze blew through the bamboo trees. A slight whistling sound was made when the wind passed the long leaves of the plants. The trio stopped in their tracks when they heard nothing but the wind. Moments ago, they could have sworn they could hear the ringing sound of a sword being sliced through the air. But now, there was nothing. Eyes wide, they looked around cautiously. The hairs of the back of their necks stood. Someone was here. A shadow caught their attention. It was just for a moment, but it flit from tree to tree. ? WHERE ARE YOU WITCH?!? one bellowed. ? Here?? came a whisper from behind them. Blood sprayed across Amelia?s face as she disposed of all three within three seconds. She stood, with [i]Isaura[/i] held in the air, blood dripping from the blade. Three corpses lay on the ground behind her, blood being soaked up by the earth.[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Rose Eljirth [b]Age:[/b] 22 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Alliance:[/b] Originally Shadow. Now neither. [b]Hometown:[/b] Ashere [b]Weapons:[/b] See attachment. Rose uses those daggers with deadly finesse. She also uses a thin, but almost unbreakable, metal string for [i]other[/i] exploits. Don't ask where she hides them. [b]Gift:[/b] Rose can manipulate the arrangement of molecules in the string she uses as a weapons. This means she can make it as sharp as a razor, or as rigid as steel. She can also make it do whatever she wishes. [b]Biography:[/b] Rose was originally born in the Shadow Land. Her parents were merchants in the city of Ashere where they were in the trade of antiques, jewellery and gold trinkets. She grew up around these lovely items and soon became fascinated by them. One night when she was around 7, Rose crept down into the shop from their living quarters upstairs and looked around for a specific trinket she had seen that her parents had traded for that day. It was a strange, black-gold metal ring. She or her parents had never seen anything like it before. It was light and had intricate designs engraved into all of the metal, inside and out. Rose crept to the box she had seen her parents put it in. All that was going through her mind was obtaining this beautiful object. She opened the box and took it out. The moonlight danced off it, looking rather eerie. Rose gave a sigh of admiration and then thought about how good it would be as a hair ornament. At that moment, the metal ring shrunk into the perfect size for her hair. Surprised, Rose tentatively put it close to her hair, and amazingly, the ring snapped into place, gathering her hair together into a pony tail. The next morning, her parents were trying to find where they had put the metal ring. Rose came down the stairs and her parents immediately noticed the metal ring in her hair. They were furious. Rose was beaten and sent to her room. Distraught, Rose ran away. She packed her things and bailed out of there. It wasn't the first time that she had been caught stealing precious items from the shop. The next few years, Rose lived off the streets, travelling from place to place without anyone's knowledge of her journey. The first time she stole food, an immense exhilaration ran through her body. During those few years, Rose started to perfect the art of theivery and started going for more luxurious items, such as jewellery, gold and strange trinkets. She also began to realise that she had a gift - a strange gift. However, this gift was to remain a secret to anyone else. Rose travelled to the Light 'Kingdom' to steal some more artifacts to add to her hoard. This is where she stayed to this day. [b]Personality:[/b] Rose has two flaws in her personality. One, she's fiercely independent. This is only because she hasn't got the people skills to befriend strangers. And secondly, she loathes it when people older than her tell her what to do. It irritates her. She's like a lone wolf, prowling endlessly for her next meal. She hides her loneliness behind a facade of flirtacious nature. [b]Appearance:[/b] See attachment [b]Character Snippet:[/b] " Too easy..." A transparent, purple-coloured baubble rolled around in Rose's delicate hand. A wisp of royal purple cloud was swirling around inside the glass baubble. She looked at it, fascinated. " One more for the collection." Rose happily wrapped it in soft cloth and stored it in her tight pocket, careful not to break the glass. She had just returned to the capital of the Light Territory, Taliara. It had been a fruitful expedition - supplies that would last a few more days and that purple baubble. Rose had seen it around some woman's neck as the overweight wretch rode a horse up to the the main government area. A smile crept across Rose's lips. The stupid woman didn't even notice it had gone from her neck when she fell off the horse, trying to dismount. " Treasures like these need to be taken away from people like that," Rose muttered to herself as she flicked her hair over her shoulder and walked around the side of the stall she had been 'looking' at. Fortunately for the stall owner, there was nothing that Rose wanted from him. Making her way back to the inn she was staying at, Rose inspected the many people that pushed past her, oblivious to her ever-watchful eye. She was always on the lookout for something new and fresh she could play with. However, again, there was nothing she wanted from the crowd. As she walked into the inn, the barkeeper shouted out to her. " Missy! There be a letter waitin' for ya." Rose swivelled around on her heel, looking over to the barkeeper. " A letter?" " Yeah. Ya know, those thin's that ye get by mail." A letter? From who? No one knew about her or where she was. She didn't have any friends or relatives - no one that she had come into contact to. Taking the letter from the barkeeper, Rose noticed the crossbones on the wax seal that kept the envelope closed. The contents of this envelope would change her world.[/size]

[size=1]Does anybody know about the storyline for FF13? I'm intrigued by FF12 because (I think) it has a similiar storyline, or at least the world, as Final Fantasy Tactics on Gameboy Advance. I love that game. Ivalice... I think the world is called.[/size]

[size=1]Personally, I do like the idea. Baron has pointed out that flaw of being friends with a moderator. Perhaps the solution to that problem maybe a small committee (two or three regular users of OB) that are separate from the moderators and admin staff. They would have to make sure that they have the time to spare for these monthly awards and that they will try their best to be as unbiased to everyone as possible (if that makes sense). That way the moderators/admin could suggest potential award winners to the committee and they committee could make the final decision. Just a thought.[/size]

[quote name='Baron Samedi][size=1']Ban! Ban! Ban![/size][/quote] [size=1]Now now, play nice Baron. :p I agree that post-quality has slipped of recent. These boards, compared to some others I have been in, has high standards of posting. I'm not saying that's a bad thing, but for new members that join up, it's a little hard for them to wrap their head around the quality of posting on these boards. When I first joined up (that was a while ago), I felt a little intimidated about the quality of posting, but after a while, I came to appreciate it. Spammy posts do annoy the hell out of me at times. I also think that the quiz idea is very good. Maybe something like that is needed. It might be difficult to do, but will the results justify the effort put into something like an entry quiz? (I hope I did okay in replying to this. This is the first time posting in this forum. Please don't shoot me *puts hands up*)[/size]

[size=1]Goals (or wishful thinking): [u]Numbero Uno: To make a successful anime company in Australia that produces high quality anime and manga[/u] My ultimate dream/goal. The anime industry in Australia is rapidly growing. There is so much talent in Australia - artists, musicians, voices, and on and on. I would love to tap into that potential and make something success out of it. [u]Numbero Dos: To create some successful storylines that can be turned into anime/television/movies/novels[/u] I have sooo many ideas running through my head. I just would want get them out into the world, see if they are good or not. [u]Numbero Tres: Go on exchange to Japan[/u] I want to experience the schooling life of Japan. One, to see if it is really like animes (I do doubt it) and two, to see how different it is to Australian schools. I would have love to have gone as a high-school student but I didn't have the finance. Now I'm at uni, and I plan to study a degree about Japan after I finish this one. [u]Numbero Quatro: Finish my degree with style[/u] Actually finishing this degree!!! [u]Numbero Cinco: (this is more of a wish than anything and I'm sure Delta will agree with me) Have a room full of oodles of bishie plushie[/u] So I can fantacise about them all day.[/size]

[color=RoyalBlue][size=1][b]" I don't think that will happen," Kya said sombrely. Juno looked at the winged moderator. " Huh? Why?" Kya gave a small sigh. " Helba died a few years ago from cancer. My dad told me. He had kept in contact with her outside of the World. I can't remember when it had happened very well because I was fairly young." Clipper nodded. " My dad knew too. He and Balmung went to the funeral." Juno looked at them, an expression of amazement upon his face. " So.... now what?" " Well..." Kya started. " Seems like we'll have to get to the bottom of this." That ever-recognisable ding echoed three times, once above each of the heads of the moderators. They all looked up then at each other. " Admin?" Clipper asked. " Must be," Kya replied. All three of their characters froze as they read the emails. Once finished, they all came alive again. Kya looked at the two of them. " Did you get the same ones as me?" she asked. " If it was about the protected area, and a strange occurence, then yes," Juno replied. " Looks like we have work to do," Clipper said with a small smile, resting her spear along her shoulders. Kya fingered her katana's handle lovingly. The three moderators walked towards the Chaos Gate and entered the Protected Area's keywords. They disappeared in a swipe of golden rings, allowed entry to the protected area as moderators. When they appeared, they were greeted by a strange sight. It was a Fire-element field - a lava one. Except, the sky looked like it had tears in it, and data streamed from tear to tear. Kya's eyes widened. " This is..... my dad told me about this. The same thing happened when Kite hacked into Protected Areas. This is what he saw..." A rumbling voice came out of nowhere, echoing loudly throughout the entire field. " Kya of the Twilight Sky! Clipper of the Azure Sea! Juno, leader of the Skull Knights! You are all stripped of your moderator benefits and your character is to be deleted permanently!" " What the hell?!" Kya shouted. " What is this?!" A man that looked like one of the NPC shopkeepers appeared in front of the trio. " We do not need to explain our reasons to people who have allied themselves with hackers!" Kya gripped her katana's handle and Clipper gripped her spear tightly. Juno looked confused. " We haven't done anything!" he said, defending himself and the two girls. " We have system records of your interaction with the character Nomura. Currently, however, he is not online and he has been evading our attempts of capture. The character known as Sakura of the Shining Abyss is also on our list. However, you three are first to go!" At that instant, an array of very high-level monsters appeared. Kya's eyes narrowed. " Be careful! If you die, it will be the end of you and your character!" she said warning before launching herself into battle.[/color][/size][/b]