Corey

Ok, all of the evil spots have been taken up. I still need a few humans, and Raiha, you can be your Dragouret. Please incluse a discription though.

Don't forget about "Don't Ya Know" Sara.

[b]Ryan-[/b] "Wait wait wait... Who the hell is Tommy? And why the hell am I wearing a blue leotard? And where the **** am I?!" The others turned to look at me. They all bore looks of surprise on their faces. "And while I'm asking questions, how did I get here?" [b]Kelly-[/b] "You were teleported here." I looked at her. [b]Ryan-[/b] "What?" [b]Tiffany-[/b] "Teleported. It's the transportation we all use, Rangers that is." I rubbed my eyes. [b]Ryan-[/b] "What do you mean rangers?"

Ok, just wanted to be clear. ;)

Oh puh-lease Mist. You'll have plenty of friends soon enough. Just don't pretend to be something you're not to fit in... Belive me, it's not worth it.

Sorry if this changes anything for you Valen, but I put Archangels down with the impression that they were angels that fight for the forces of good. You made yours sound evil in the beggining of your bio. ------------- [b]Name:[/b] Ryan Schezar [b]Age:[/b] 954 [b]Alignment:[/b] Evil [b]Race:[/b] Fallen Angel [b]Short Bio:[/b] Ryan was in Heaven for 20 short years before he was banished. He lusted after an earthbound woman and allowed his lust to condem him to a life in hell. That was about 900 years ago. Now Ryan is a Fallen Angel. During his decent into hell, his wings of beauty became tattered and bloodied. Now they are things of horror. Satan himself sought him out and took him under his fatherly hold. Secretly he poisoned his mind. Slowly Ryan became one of his most trusted generals. Now the time has come for the conquest of Earth. And guess who's leading the charge. [b]Weapons:[/b] ---Loche Tao Blade(Made of black silver. The Blade itself is imbued with Satanic magic, but the hilt can only be held by a Fallen Angel. If held by anything else but a Fallen Angel wields it will immediately incinerate the wielders arm.) ---Shizao Hoyat Gauntlets(Also imbued with Satanic magic. These pieces of armour are set with two large pieces of Black Sapphire. The Sapphires protect against most magic but are very selective about which ones they deflect and which they allow through.)

Ah sh!t... Why do I always see these things too late? I would be happy to join if you five (six) would have me. I do enjoy playing FF RPG's but they seem to die far to easy. If this is going to be as big as you say it will I would be happy to add my artistic flare to the world of Final Fantasy: Utopia.

From the desk of the Secretary of Defense: ------January 30th, 2000 This is a report that has been made to explain the occurances that have been happening. When we turned to the year 2000, something happened. In the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, there was a large tremor. An immense fissure opened in the earth. Large waves bombarded the east coast of the U.S. and the west coast of Europe. Many casualties have been reported. Over two million men women and children of all ages were killed by the waves. The truth of the matter is that something, in the ranks of Biblical, has happened. It is the opinion of this man that a gate to Hell has been opened. Over the past thirty days there have been reports of winged creatures that swoop down and kill people. People swimming in the oceans have suddenly burst into flames. Lakes have turned to blood. And Earthquakes have rocked cities around the globe. The end of the world has begun. We will all die. By the time someone finds this I will be dead. I will have killed myself. Goodluck and may God be with you all. [b]Edward Lark[/b] [i]Scretary of Defense[/i] ------- Shortly after this letter was discovered, a whirlpool appeared over the fissure. Things started coming out of it frequently. Now the human race is failing. More than 3/4 of the world has been overrun by demons. New technology have been invented to fight the demons, but they are adapting. We are failing. Soon we will fall. Something needs to be done. The people are afraid. Many have accepted the end. Many have not. This is the story of your struggle to reclaim your world. Good luck. --- Ok this is what Ineed from you peeps: [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Alignment:[/b] Please no more than three players as evil. [b]Race:[/b] Human, Demon, Archangel, Fallen Angel [b]Short Bio:[/b] [b]Weapons:[/b] [b]Spells:[/b] Only demons and Archangels may have spells. No more than four. --- I'll post mine when I get home from school.

[b]Characters Name:[/b] Bob [b]Age:[/b] 894 [b]Nationality:[/b] ... [b]Race:[/b] Alien [b]Bio:[/b] Bob is an outcast from his society. His name enough is grounds for exile. His parent studied the Human race. They would come down to the planet and interact with them. They would always appear as the most beautiful benevolent humans. His faher had been killed about 1950 years ago. He was nailed to a large wooden structure because some guys were afraid of what he was doing. He did, in fact, bring about the Christian religion. His name was Susej, only he spelled it backward on Earth. When he was killed Earth became 'off limits'. But his family had done many other things to the planet aswell. There were large weapons pointed directly at the homeplanet. And then the Silos... [b]Description:[/b] Your basic Grey. 7'1", grey skin color, large black eyes, large head, thin body, Very inteligent. [b]Affiliation:[/b] None [b]Weapons:[/b] Ultra-Sonic Tube- Emits high dosages of Ultra-sonic sound that tears apart it's recievers brain.

I'd like to thank [b]LalaithRil (DuoGodOfDeath)[/b] for being a great RPer and for playing MTG with me on AIM. I'd like to thank [b]James[/b] for resolving my wierdass login poblems about a month ago. And, lastly, I'd like to thank everyone else in general because you all have had something to do with my time on the boards so far.

OOC: I know Rei, but you have never played an RPG with me. I enjoy creating a little bit of chaos in the stories I play out. As Schratn, he knows what I mean. -------------------------------------------------- IC: I got home and undressed. I smelled. I needed a shower. My dog lept at me as soon as I stripped off my pants and nailed me firmly in the crotch. I fell on my back feeling a mixture of pain and amusement. [b]Ryan-[/b] "You damn thing. Go eat or something." I stood up slowly, on shaking legs. The pain had gone from my crotch to my stomach. It sat there like a guest that wouldn't leave. Slowly I moved toward the bathroom. I opened the white door and looked into my plain washroom. I shook my head. The wierd machines were sitting on the sink. The crystal appeared a moment later. I rubbed my eyes and loked at them again. They were still there. [b]Ryan-[/b] "God... I didn't get hit that hard..." I walked over and touched one of the things just to verify their solidity. Mostly it was just to convince myself I didn't have a concusion. They were real. I picked them up and carried them to my dresser. There I left them. I went back into the shower and turned on the water. The warmth of it felt good. It took at least 20 minutes to drag myself away from the warmth of the shower. I stepped out of the bathroom to find my dog, Dog, barking at my dresser. The memory of the things had faded from my mind. [b]Ryan-[/b] "What the hell's wrong with you?" I looked up to see the wierd machines glowing blue and vibrating slightly. "What the..." This time I couldn't resist. My hand shot out and grabbed them. I felt instantly better. Slowly I slipped the morphers (the word had entered my mind the second I touched them) onto my arms. The words flowed freely from my mouth [b]Ryan-[/b] "ZEO Ranger 3, Blue!" I was incased in a opaque blue light and suddenly I was flying through the air.

[b]Master Orrin-[/b] "Focus your mind. There is nothing but you and your opponent. Breath." I held my eyes closed and focuse on the arena. I was in a small tournament today. My master is testing us on what we have learned. I exanded the energy that I was using into the space around the arena. I could see everything in the large circle, even though my eyes were closed. I saw the energy of my enemy. I saw the imperfections on the smooth stone floor. I saw everything. My oponent was about to begin the battle. I saw it. It would be a kick to the head. I opened my eyes and saw a foot arcing toward my head. I ducked and flipped him onto his back. With one swift move I pinned him. [b]Orrin-[/b] "Match! Very good Ryan." I bowed and walked into the locker room. I had won the tournament. I felt good but troubled. My mind was preocupied even though I had the dicipline to 'search' with it. Something was tugging at my conciousness. I shook my head and swallowed a few asprins. I had a headache. It always happened when I searched. Finnaly I got to my locker. I opened it and looked inside. Nestled next to my cloths and assorted items were two strange mechanical contraptions. As I watched, a crystal phased into view from a faint blue light. I scrunched up my face and contiued looking at it. They looked like a gauntlets. My hand reached out for the thing. I retracted it quickly. [b]Ryan-[/b] "I must be losing it..." I did take a few punches to te head. I grabbed my cloths and got dressed. I grabbed my remainin money and walked to my car, leaving the odd machine things behind.

I sat down and shook my head. I was in the expance of my mind again. I was beggining to hate this solitary room. I stood up and started walking in one direction. I went infinately that way for what seemed like hours but was probably only minutes. I looked around and sat down again. The red star on the horizon in my mind had grown. It was almost the size of my fist now. I stood up, naked and cold, and looked at the star. It disturbed me somehow. It seemed to glow brighter as I looked at it. [b]??-[/b] "...*Whisper*..." My head snapped around. Where had it came from? "...*Whisper*..." [b]Ryan-[/b] "Who's there?" The portal back into my body appeared in the middle and I jumped in hurredly. My eyes opened slowly to see blue sky, and dead trees. I groaned and rolled on my side. [b]Lauren-[/b] "Take it easy. You not fully recovered yet." I looked at Lauren and gave her a weak smile. Once I was back on my back I closed my eyes and dozed.

Bleyend, how incredibly awesome.

Before I die I want to take as many people as I can with me in order order to be remembered.

The only thing on my body that's pierced are my ears. And one closed up I think. I'm now in the process of streatching out my left lobe. Well that's completely off topic isn't it... Well I think that facial piercings are horrible. I'm not against piercings on eyebrows or tounges or other assorted areas but piering your face is horrible... Unless you meant things like eyebrows and noses and such in which case I retract my former statement.

Sweet I got the Axes! :devil:

I choose to join. ;) -------------------------- Name: Ryan Schezar Age: 21 Bio: When he was 11 the attacks happened. Zed attacked the Earth and destroyed Ryan's life. During the attack a chunk of a building fell on his parents car. It killed them instantly. After that, Ryan's life became a living hell. He was shuffled from foster home to foster home, from people he didn't like to people he hated. He would steal from his foster parents, pick fights with school peers and foster kin, and vandalise anything. Ryan dropped out of school when he was 18. Now he is 21 years old and atempting to pick up the shards of his broken life. He has recently gotten into martial arts and has been going back to school. Power you want: Blue

Name: Ryan Schezar Age: 45 (looks 20) Race: Warlock/WhiteLighter Powers: Electrokenisis (electricity with the mind), Orbing, and Dark Lust (Power over dark sexual desires). Personality: He was but a young one when the dark times began. When they did, the Source sought him out and trained him in the dark, and not so dark, arts that he had come to inherit from his odd combination of parents. Soon he had grown enough in power to become a general. The Source gave him control of North America. Now he controls his small part of the world with an iron fist. Being unyieldingly cruel is so soothing to the evil soul.

My head hurt. Something was attempting to push it's way in again. I shook my head and momentarily stalled the beings invasive attack. I whacked another Orc and looked down at Abob. He was trying to fight as best he could, raising his sword and stabbing Orcs. Lalaith said for me to see what else I could do for him. What could I do? My eyes lit up. Over the time we had seperated after the last quest I had studied some white magic. I now knew some rudimentary healing spells. [b]Ryan-[/b] "Cover us!" I knelt beside Abob as the others that were near made a circle around us. [b]Abob-[/b] "Ryan... What the..." I put a hand on his mouth. [b]Ryan-[/b] "Shhhh.... [i]Galintho Helartha Cura Jelcani...[/i]" I put my hands over the wound and a bright light eminated from them. Abob tensed, as if touched by something very warm, and then relaxed. He stood up and looked me in the eyes. [b]Abob-[/b] "Ryan, when did you learn that?" [b]Ryan-[/b] "No time for that now. First we mus..... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" The pain ripped through my skull. I dropped to my knees and looked pleadingly up at Abob. [b]Abob-[/b] "Ryan!" My eyes went black and became full of fire. Abob took a step away. "Everyone! Drop!" The entire fellowship turned a questioning eye at Abob. Tendrils of black-rimmed fire drifted up from my shoulders. Lauren was the first to drop after Abob. Then Iondarc and Lalaith went next. Samantha went last, dragging Strider down with her. My body floated off the ground, majestically. [b]Ryan-[/b] "GrrrrrAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" Black-rimmed fire blasted out in every direction, incinerating everthing around. All the Orcs dropped, now no more than a pile of bones. Trees exploded, shooting boiling sap through the air. Undergrowth turned black and crumpled. The only thing that did not get burned was the life closest to the ground. I fell to the ground twitching and groaning. The presence had left my mind, but what exactly did it do?

[b]Ryan-[/b] "Abob!" I saw Abob skewered by the Orcs blade. I started to advance into the tide of oncoming Orcs but remembered that I was still semi-powerless. I clutched my staff and chanted a simple spell. The staff glowed redhot yet was cool to my touch. I ran through the orcs hitting them as I went. Every time I hit one it burst into flames. I felt a knife pierce my upper arm. I hit the Orc that had stabbed me and turned away, back to Abob, as it flammed up. A group of Orcs was advancing on him. "Abob! Hold on!" I clouted another Orc and was finnaly at Abob. He looked up at me. [b]Abob-[/b] "Ryan..." [b]Ryan-[/b] "Be still my good friend." Blood was leaking from a gaping hole in his side. I looked back at the others. "Over here! Help me protect Abob!" Lalaith noded and said something to the others.

Our engines roared and we began our slow acent into space. I sat up straighter in my cockpit seat and looked out into the rapidly darkening sky. This was where our ship did the worst: breaking the atmosphere. I urged the throttle bar up another inch and listened to the engines whine. A red light started blinking on and off. The stress level was rising. I punched a button and the ship sent a small electrical current through the hull. The micro fractures fused and the light went off. I push the lever up another inch and finnaly felt the ship break through. I collapsed back into my seat and sighed. [b]Lindsy-[/b] "You ok?" Lindsy poked her head through the cockpit door. I smiled at her. [b]Ryan-[/b] "One day this barge isn't going to make it, and we're going to go down in a blaze of glory." She walked into the small cockpit and whapped me on the head lightly. [b]Lindsy-[/b] "If you ever blow this ship up I'll kill you. Come on, I got food in the mess hall." I noded and she left. I punched a few buttons and a control screen dropped from the cieling. I brought up the display and punched in coordinates for Sentinal. I pressed the AutoPilot button and walked out of the small room.

I walked into the cargo hold. My wonderful wife, Lindsy, was securing a harness to the walls. I walked up behind her and slipped my hands around her waist. [b]Ryan-[/b] "And how are you doing today Mrs. Schezar? Well I hope." She tilted her head up and kissed me. [b]Lindsy-[/b] "Absolutesly. These things are secure. We can leave any time." I looked at the small crates tied up to the wall. It wasn't much, and because of that I was worried. Our client was paying us a lot for the transport of these small pakages. I ran a background check on him but it turned up nothing but an overdue ticket. I frowned at them and looked across the rest of the empty cargo bay. Nothing. Jobs were becoming scarace. I felt a slight pain on my rear and turned around to see Lindsy walking away. I rubbed my butt and walked up to one of the packages. The orders were "Do Not Open" as were many of our deliveries. I touched the side. It wasn't warm. Not many things were in space. I shook my head and walked out of the large room. Soon we would take off. And our delivery to Sentinal would begin.

Your Name: Corey Roos Partners Name: Bryan Kellog Email: [email]darkorderknight@yahoo.com[/email] or [email]rooster5100@yahoo.com[/email] Personality: I'm quite the demented young man. At only 18, I already have plans to overtake the world. First i will win the Unofficial Amazing Race. Then, with the prize money (There is a cash prize right? *Holds knife*) I will purchase a Hot Air Balloon. With the balloon I will drop assorted spicies of genetically enginnered gerbils and hamsters that have been programmed to seek out candles and bring them to me. With the candles I will... Oh forget it... I'm lazy too. Reason you want take part: Bryan asked me. Also because of the Gerbil plan. Luxury Item: My deck of Magic Cards.

[quote][i]Originally Posted By CrazyWhiteBoy[/i] The graphics bothered me and the game just dragged and dragged.[/quote] Amen. Also toward the end of the game it just got far to hard to level up. A half-hour of gameplay for two or three levels? Doesn't sound good to me. I lost interest after[b]SPOILER[/b] I had to battle Cort in the flying Mist palace.