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Pink Flower

09/28/2020 12:05 PM 


Baby Bra here looking for mains I've already got one main looking for more. My main is also looking for mains she's really fun so don't be afraid to add her. I do write multipara even if I am a baby

Sano Ketsueki

09/27/2020 10:54 PM 

My First Starter!

Verse: DurararaLocation: United StatesGenre: Action/Adventure, Fantasy, Romance is optionalCharacters: OCsStory: Yagiri Pharmaceuticals has branched out into the US, and while they are favored for their new medicines, they have a much darker side to them. In hidden locations, human experimantion is involved. They are looking on how to enhance the human bodies, pushing them to the limits. They have even experimented with the supernatural, including injecting children with Dullahan blood. Y/C has just escaped the facility, the abilities you have is your choice. Alice (my OC) comes across you. She herself is a runaway experiement years ago, having escaped when a facility exploded, and thought to be dead. However Y/C does it, Alice is convinced to help you. Yagiri Pharmaceuticals is on the hunt for Y/C, and now Alice, once her identitiy is discovered. With their influence reaching everywher, there is nowhere safe. Enhanced humans are also among who are hunting the two of you. The goal is to get out US with your lives intact!-If you're interested, reach out with your character bio!

Anime, Durarara, OCs, Adventure, Romance


09/27/2020 03:08 PM 


Guidelines to be followed: failrue to do so will result in you being deleted from my list. If you have any rules of your own please let me know. (Chances are that I've read them though if I can see your blogs or you have them somewhere on your layout.)   Ships: I’m not here to ship with anyone. If it happens naturally then it happens but it’s not a goal of mines. Oh and it will only be in the Seven Deadly Sins verse. I’m not a cross shipper. Do not try to force your desire for a ship on me. It's annoying. This means that although I don't seek out romance if characters from the same verse are compatible and they click in the story I might be willing to add romance to the rp if asked. RP and RL are seperate. This rules explains itself. I'm not here for online dating so an in character relationship doesn't transfer to us out of character.  Be respectful to me and those on my list. If you guys are fighting and causing drama in my streams you will be removed. I don't like trouble makers. No trolls. We're all too old for this sh*t. If I see you telling people to kill themselves, bashing someone, or just being an online bully in general you will not be accepted. If you add me under the disguise of a real account you're gone. Trolls always reveal themselves so trust me you will be blocked and gone eventually.  DO NOT RUSH ME. I won't rush anyone and I expect the same. People who rush me are gonna wait the longest. Punishment sucks, doesn't it? No ero. At all. Not interested. PASS. I'm crossover friendly, but I like for things to make sense. If we can't think of a logical way to cross our characters into each others verses then we might have a rough time getting a story going. I don't like throwing people into worlds and just having them magically pop up. I like to discuss. I enjoy tossing ideas around between more than one mind. So if you wanna write get your brain juices flowing. I also understand not everyone is into heavy discussion so that's okay too. Just don't leave me to do all the work, yeah? I write as much as possible when given the chance. The least amount I take is three paragraphs so that means no one liners or paragraphs for serious roleplaying. I have a short attention span and get bored easy. Never have I ever had a roleplay with such little written that was able to entertain me and keep me coming back for more. Discord. I have it but it's not for writing. That's sort of what this site is for. I don't like trying to get real stories going and written through discord and mainly use it for chatting and gaming. If you do not write then you probably shouldn't add me. I'm here to make stories with others not sit around and read people's post and nothing more. This rule doesn't apply to people who at least chat. If you are a mute you will be purged.     If anything else comes up I'll add it to the list. 


10/21/2003 03:03 AM 

a tiny fraction about my character
Current mood:  thirsty

Yuki Shizuku.aged over thousands of years old, but perhaps only remembers 18 years of her life. Not very wise. Stubborn but when hit in the right spot a smile or a tint  of redness may be shown. Rude , yet apologetic. isnt really good with romance. That stuff makes her overthink things. Call her Lady ___ or Master ___ that'll prick her ears. all it takes is a sweet little bite from this vampire princess to make you miserable , so dont test her patience, but test her compassion. acting polite will only make her think you're vulnerable and pathetic, of course treat her with respect.. but add in your own plot of domminance. She does tend to see things, and may be on the edge most of the time. Done question it. Let her stay alert.

Prιᥴᥱ of Frᥱᥱdom

09/27/2020 12:06 PM 


Zack wasn’t sure when the days had begun to bleed together, nor when he started to lose time from periods of blackouts. He did know he’d began to feel sicker and sicker as the days dragged on, and at some point, had stopped being able to hide it from Cloud. Even being only two years older, he always felt like he needed to fight for both of them, especially since in the beginning Cloud hadn’t had any SOLDIER enhancements. Yet Cloud had proved again and again how strong and brave he was, even having been the one to actually take Sephiroth down. It didn’t stop Zack from slowly being overcome by fear that the things Hojo’s experiments were doing would end up causing him to leave Cloud alone. Yet try as he might, he found himself growing sicker and weaker, his body seeming to want to give up no matter how hard he tried to fight it. His mind slowly seemed to follow after. At first, it had only started with the nightmares becoming more frequent, but then he found himself having more and more doubts. He wondered if everything was his fault. He had been the one to not stop Sephiroth in the first place when he should have seen the signs and known the general was losing it. Had he done something sooner, the town never would have burned in the first place. But his mind just continued on, causing him to question his every move all the way back to his mentor, and even as recent as his attempt to try and attack Hojo after he’d heard the madman tell the guards to go grab Cloud so he could perform the same procedure he had on him. He hadn’t even really know how he managed to lunge at Hojo while two of the aides had been moving him. He’d supposed it had been because he knew how painful it had been having Hojo cut into him for who knows how long. He knew the minute he was on the floor after one of the guards had taken a sword to his back that the move had been idiotic. There was no way he would have been able to even make it to Hojo before collapsing, so all he’d managed to do was get himself further injured and weakened. He knew that moment had been his most recent mistake. After that Hojo had decided to keep him and Cloud apart for what seemed like a few weeks and didn’t bother to treat the wound Zack had sustained until the point it had become infected and the infection had entered his bloodstream. He found out upon waking a couple of days later that he’d collapsed in his cell and nearly stopped breathing. He heard Hojo blame how severe it had gotten on the fact that his body wasn’t taking to the experiments and he’d begun to develop mako poisoning from the continued increase of mako to try to force his body to accept the cells. The rest of the time he got to spend in what looked something akin to a hospital room had been short-lived. As soon as the infection was cleared up enough that he could just receive the antibiotics with all his other injects, Hojo had tossed him back in his original cell with Cloud. He’d been glad to be back with his friend, but he knew it would have been impossible for anyone to miss how weak he was. It wasn’t long after that he found himself abandoning completely any attempts to hide how bad things were. Zack wasn’t sure how long it took for it to get to the point where he couldn’t even manage to eat. Between his blacking out for days at a time and the vomiting caused by all the poison Hojo was pumping into him, he just couldn’t manage it anymore. He knew it probably frightened Cloud, as it had frightened him as well, but Hojo seemed intent on not allowing Zack to refuse food. At first, it had been attempted force-feeding using a tube through his nose, but once it was obvious that his body seemed to be rejecting food, the lunatic scientist had placed some sort of implanted IV port a few inches below his collarbone and started forcing the nutrients he needed through that, straight into his veins. The only plus side Zack could see was that the mechanism also could be used as a replacement for all injections. He just wasn’t aware that it also meant all the poisons including the mako injections were going directly into his heart. He was made brutally aware of that the first time Hojo used it for the daily infusions he’d been giving to both him and Cloud. He wasn’t sure if his friend had ever actually heard him scream in agony the way he did until unconsciousness finally came over him. Every other time he’d felt any pain near it had been during surgical procedures, which Hojo always kept them separate for. The next time he awoke Zack was once again unable to gauge how much time had passed? He knew things were bad, especially when he was out again after only a few minutes. Each time he woke after that he was only vaguely aware of how much more confused; he was and how much he seemed to be forgetting. He knew enough to know he had a friend and that the two of them were being held against their will and tortured, beyond that he just couldn’t seem to grasp enough at the scattered memories to make any sense of them. It was the last time he found himself awake that the sense of fear hit him the hardest. He was able to make out Hojo saying that the experiments on him had been a complete failure and to have him stashed indefinitely in a mako tank while he focused solely on Cloud, his friend. Before the world went dark again the moment the tank closed and filled with the mako, he could only think of how he was leaving Cloud alone to suffer. 

Nesy Celvius (MCRP)

09/26/2020 08:37 PM 


Character 1: Modern-Fantasy edition ( Can be used for isekai)   Name: Nesy Celvius Age: 18 Race: Human LOC-B: Sweden TI-OB: 24th april  Height: 64.2" (163 cm) Weight: 125.0 lbs (56.7KG) Eye Colors: Heterochromia (Blue,Green,Yellow,Red) Profession: Adventurer  Political Ideology/Stance: Social Democracy | Reformist | Egalitarian(Pro-equality) (Center-left)    Personality: Nesy is a person who is philosophical and always wonders about life's creation. Why people think the way they do. He is eccentric, meaning that he is a guy who's very nice because of his parent's growth and that he acts differently from other people. He has a tendency for seeking knowledge and is quite politically engaged. Nesy is also a type of dude who wants to improve and wants a good self image of himself and how others see him as. He doesn't want to be in the spotlight sometimes, but selectively he kind of does. He's quite kind and loves meeting new faces but also wants a rightful and just world in the future. He loves the fact that the world changes for the better good of humanity, a good future where people can thrive. Nesy, does display a lot of intelligence meaning he is always there to challange new arguments and new things when he needs to. He's a bit of an extrovert, but also has the energy from himself too.    Powers:   Electro Manipulation:    Nesy can be able to manipulate electricity up to 5 meters and can be able to create weapons that are 2x2x2M made out of this.** Fire-manipulation:  Can be able to manipulate fire up to 5 meters and be able to create weapons up to 2x2x2M made out of this condensed form of fire. (Passive) Compensator:  When Nesy gets hit by a magical spell,  25% of the power will be reflected back to the user as a soulbinding force.     He gets affected by 75% of the total power output in this case.  This ability activates when Nesy is hit with magic force and not physical means of force while the ability has 2 turns(posts) of a cooldown.  As a compensation for damage he gets a boost of 20 Mph for 1 turn.(Passive) Life force production:  Nesy produces life force which makes him essentially immune to being sucked out of life force.  However,  the life-force production stops when he does die.  (Passive)  Charm immunity:  Self-explanatory,  he’s immune to charm-magic.  Weaknesses:[Weaknesses:]   -- Has a minor case of atypical autism   -- Fire gets countered by water apparently.   -- Electricity gets countered by objects that do counter electricity.   -- Nesy is proficient with low/mid range weapons such as swords and shields. Nesy is quite trash at archery since he is a spellsword-class.    -- The ability is able to be countered by itself.   -- While the compensator offers him a speed boost, it becomes harder to control when running away since it gives a huge push of speed and can therefore be overshoot.    -- Nesy’s more potent to dark magic as it seemingly damages him more,  but thanks to the compensator it does damage the other user as well.   However Nesy is neutral to lighter forms of magic.       Backstory:Nesy grew in a modern life with his parents, they were wonderful and learned him a lot of things that someone could dream of. They even had access to information and books that taught him a lot about how humans and people interact, think and so on. In his life he had learned a lot of things through his life. Graduated school, wanting to become an aspiring politician. His parents died out of old age unfortunately and Nesy got the house basically for himself where he would take care of himself. He mourned the death of his parents and will never forget what they thought him, "Stay strong." which promoted Nesy in working hard to achieve his goals because he had nobody else that would take care of him. He is unfortunately uninformed about the war because he usually has the time for himself and sometimes is a person who isn't in a group thought but it mostly independent because in his past he had developed new ideas through subjective and intersubjective meaning. He got into politics when he was 15 years old and studied this for 3 years straight while he continued to study it , he loved the idea of a state where capitalism is regulated with a strong safety net, progressive taxes and so on while also using political processes to reform capitalism instead of replacing it. He knows the ideas of communism, socialism and feudalism. His social democratic agenda was not openly spoken about What adventures would this individual get through and what will he achieve? The story begins here, with him.   Despite being centered around politics he is also willing to understand how people have different views.  Character 2:  A medieval version of him that looks very identical! LOL  Character 2: Nesy Celvius (Medieval-Fantasy edition) Name: NesyLast name: CelviusAge: 18Gender: MaleRace: Celvestian (Human-Mutant) / (Medieval version of my Celvestian race.)Faction: RougePlace of origin: Remote/Unknown VillageSexuality: HeterosexualEyes: Partial Heterochromia: Blue,Green,Yellow,Red,PurplePersonality: Nesy in a way is very upbeat but could be calm and a happy person because of his parent's growth. He's like an eccentric person who's acting differently from other people, he usually wants to be in the spotlight at the right moment but Nesy also refrains from doing things that are wrong or considered to be unethical. He's a very happy person but also kind towards other people. Nesy usually doesn't like things that are causing a negative impact on things and therefore wants to improve and continue to strive and never give up! Nesy does have respect for his elders and superiors too. He's loyal towards his friends and always stays by their side but also not annoying them as well. Sometimes Nesy is very awkward but is very reasonable when it comes to being rational. He's very intelligent and when it comes to actually plan things out. He's a little independent sometimes and shares his feelings but can also hide them due to other issues if he doesn't trust a person.  He's also quite philospical and has perspectives out of some theories that could be interesting,  boundries between evil and good plus all that etc. Abilities:(Life-force production): Nesy produces life force and acts as a battery for things that drain his soul as it can be constantly filled, this is a racial trait that gives semi-immortality but also protection against, things like life-draining in terms of energy obviously. He has high-resistance to that.(Charm-immunity:) His racial abilities are also that they can also be immune to charm or enslavement which the effect is completely nullified.(Pyrokenisis): Nesy is able to manipulate and cast-bolts of fire up to 30M away and can form constructs that are 5M x 5M x 5M, that's weapons or objects. The range of manipulation is 10FT. He is immune towards his fire but not others obviously! 3 TURNS UPTIME, 3 TURNS COOLDOWN.(Electrokenisis): Nesy is able to manipulate and cast-bolts of electricity up to 90M away and can form constructs that are 5M x 5M x 5M, that's weapons or objects. The range of manipulation is 10FT. He is immune towards his electricity but not others obviously! 3 TURNS UPTIME, 3 TURNS COOLDOWN.Weaknesses/Flaws:Not proficient in long-range combat when it comes to having arrows or bows. Preferably he's mid-range or close-range.Nesy may have a case of Atypical Autism but is now outgrown but he still has it.Nesy sensitive and has trauma due to his past and can sometimes take things too seriously thus sometimes he may act immature in battle.Fire manipulation can be countered by itself by using pyromancy or by either water or splashing it at him to extinguish flames.Electromanipulation could be countered by non-conductive objects, thus adding weakness towards dark-magic as he is more susceptible to it.Nesy releases a predatory smell that is sweet that might attract vampires but also radiates an aura so that it may ruin his stealth against people who sense his powers or smells his blood.Appearance: (In the picture)Race description: Celvestians are evolved from humans and have been mutated into beings that look identical but have interesting characteristics, most commonly that their eyes are heterochromatic or pupils that have different colours than the regular human. Even has reported that they've gotten extra-limbs or eyes but those are extremely rare cases. Their DNA has been altered to work in Quad-Helix or even Hexa-Helix which miraculously breaks biology a bit in a sense as it's theoretically bonded together somehow and that means the DNA has 6-4 backbones or helixes instead of two helixes. They've been there for about as long as humans have existed but they have been very few at that time. They are still quite rare to find if you know what I mean. As they have racial traits similar to vampires that they have agelessness but they do not require blood because their lifespans have increased a ton due to their mutational traits and mysterious abilities that come with it. In terms of Magic, they are specialised with manipulation of elements as well.Backstory:Nesy Celvius is a Celvestian who is a lone traveller. He loved his parents in his young ages and has been raised in a family with love and care. Even spoiling him sometimes in rare cases but he managed to overcome it. He had travelled to many places and mapped out things that he has never seen. He left his village when he was 17 and he had visited many places throughout the world and is an adventurer who is ambitious and his will is close to unbreakable. His village, unfortunately, got destroyed and has nowhere to live. So thus now he has to live by himself, without any parents at all and when he had escaped the village he would continue his voyage through the land. He had traveled through seas and discovered many things that his people would’ve thought extra-ordinary. At a few occasions, he had fought monsters and beasts which he would defend himself against these. Then he had encountered random beings that chased Nesy without any sense of manners. It seemed to be rather lonely. In dark times, Nesy felt like his parents weren’t there for him anymore. He feels loneliness in times of trouble and the memories felt like it would consume him. As the time of dawn came, he realised that he had to fight on as he couldn’t sulk in one corner for all eternity. He didn’t give in, he decided to continue fighting like a man he was and with sweat and tears but also lost blood. Nesy had travelled throughout forests and meet so many animals as well which made him be able to cope with the extreme loneliness but it filled him with joy as these animals would be aside him but also birds. It felt like, a sign from the gods or something and as if everything had been fixed. It felt like a wound in his heart that just healed but the scars will remain intact. These scars are points of his life where he was in trouble. Now to this day, he continues to travel and meet people of all kinds. It was the passion that made him fight on for his life and continue standing up to no matter what threat. His personality formed him to be wise and self-knowledgeable but also very interested in some sorts of philosophy. Celvestians are mutants that are quad-helix based and are altered to work in a configuration like that. They are descendants from humans and have somehow mysteriously mutated through the decades and generations.(ART IS NOT MINE! OC FACELCLAIM!)

Nesy Celvius (MCRP)

09/26/2020 08:36 PM 

Roleplay ideas from me. <---  More plots. 1. Crimoa's desire.  The world of Crimoa is a world that happened to be without humans as they've somehow mysteriously gotten extinct, races like elves or dwarves alike are still there but non humans mostly that dominate most regions of the world. However, there were two types of superpower  nations which were in a faction with other races and other nations. The world was once unified as all races were together under rule by elected  Queens,Kings of such but of course, nobody was discriminated at firsthand but as times began to change, one particular king / queen siezed the throne but has broken the "Demonocon Codex." which has been for hundreds of generations is about making sure everyone's rights were intact and nobody should remove the people's voices but the new leader decided to take over the Union for herself/himself and create a dictatorship which everyone despised. While some did love her/his ideals and decided to kill their own people and a rebellion/civil war would begin that split the nation into two halves. Then, a new  leader was coronated which overthrew the other leader of the throne to which she/he went into exile with her/his followers and swore revenge to what the opposed leader did. The Occultist Union was created, dedicated to destroying the other Union as well which was ruled under dictatorship and tyranny. The two lords are on each others throats and will always be until they declared war on each other. It seemed to be lost, all hope it seemed for this world as it began to turn into war and lives hurt left and right. (MC/Nesy) is a human who somehow got transported into another world by a rift of some sorts. Humans were treated as legends because of their rarity and unique properties. Nesy was brought to this world with some very special powers which included some powerful magic.   Nesy was like a hero coming to save the world. But also other people as well. The two sides were desperate to get Nesy on their sides and would do almost everything in their power to bring him, of course, provided they didn't have an alligence yet would prove interesting.[/SPOILER]     2. Chronicles of terror:  Those who slay evil. The world is a dark place, a hope that lasted long has seemingly turned into a clash between two forces. attacks are common across the entire globe and they are under the rule of a sinister queen/lord who some people described her/him as:  (Whatever character) along with her cult of followers that have been seduced, tricked or lost into her clutches. A world that has been once peaceful fell into massive chaos and blowouts littered everywhere with battlezones that stretches far beyond human comprehension. It's a dark age that's upon mankind and other races with it as well. The opposite forces to the ones trying to take over the world are the "The Alliance." which are formed by people who came together and united which made them declare war at the enemy of their nations. While attacks happening and being dealt with inside of cities, The Alliance forces are trying hard to repel the forces that sought to slaughter everything in its way. Others grew up in these terrible conditions with caution and fear that everything they knew, loved ones and buddies would perish in front of their eyes. Most of of them lost hope and succumbed to the fate of perishing. However, one particular boy named Nesy, whose village was also destroyed by these vile forces that killed nearly everyone but Nesy came out alive and now lives in the capital. However, Nesy seeks to become stronger and has great potential to become someone bigger and maybe to become a warrior and perhaps a hero! He did not lose hope and wanted to believe in a world where it's peaceful and filled with love. He rather die than live in a world with rottenness and darkness for the rest of his life, he decided to fight for what was right! It's time to show the world what he was made of, companions along the way would even assist Nesy and be with him on his adventures. [/SPOILER]         3. From Absolute Monarchy to Social Democracy.   How a modern dude guided kingdoms to democracy and so on. In the lands of fairy tales and in the lands of myth, there were four kingdoms that were once divided into 20 countries. Those kingdoms united to form 4 kingdoms for unknown reasons; Saura , Ardogan , Xerota and Lynexia. A world war has broken out between the united countries which resulted in people that suffered in environments that were exhausting and almost impossible to bare during that period. The previous warlords were ruthless with the intention of only caring for themselves, had no regard to others. Once those warlords died, new leaders was born into this world which put everything into an uneasy stalemate. It lasted for many years indeed, while the lords along with the folk faced the fact this war was pointless, they declared a ceasefire as a response to these tragedies. Everything fell into a long lasting peace, but that may not last for long as expected. Now, "Social Democracy" or even politics are largely an unspoken topic in this world but most royals have heard the term "Democracy." before in their life but not Social Democracy. Of course people knew politics but such foreign concept was unknown and also unspoken of. Let's say they didn't know exactly everything about politics of course. However, except for one young boy in the 18's whose name was Nesy Celvius, 18 years old. He has dreams of uniting the four kingdoms but also has ideals that might surprise many people and even trigger them as well, so much as to trigger the lords because it is so foreign to them. Where does Nesy come from? Surprise surprise, he is from an other world where the year is 2020 but he got transported into another world because some weird freak accident happened. He couldn't remember what exactly happened there only that he got sucked into a hole. He is from Sweden besides!  (In this plot we can add what we want,  it's just a cool isekai concept of building new things and introducing foreign concepts into a medieval world) [/SPOILER]   4. The war between two deities and Nesy:  Nesy is a young and enthusiastic person who got sucked from the modern world to a medieval plane of existence.   He seemed to be a male in his 18's who fell from the sky as a result of the transportation.   He ended up in the middle of a foreign place where everything seemed so alien to Nesy.  His magical energy woke up two deities that had long been in war against each other and were always on each other's throats.  This was a result of Nesy somehow entering this world but his magical energy was powerful.    However, there were two factions that were in war with each other:  The Alliance and The Divine Union.  The  Divine Union was a faction that dedicated themselves to the fighting of invaders and uniting the country under a holy rule,   whilst the other clan sought power and subjugation of the entire continent.  The reason for their war is clear, they want to unite their people one way or the other and both disagree on how it should be ruled.   The Divine Union's deity was the goddess of peace and prosperity while her counterpart was the Dark Goddess who side with the Alliance.   As he spent time here,  more people began to notice oddities with Nesy,  as consequence rumours began to spread around the continent of a powerful young boy which shook minds of the entire continent.  People who was transported to other worlds had also magical powers within them but Nesy didn't know that.   Nesy was the prophecy and the key to ending this war.  The two deities knew it first but how?  Find out yourself in Nesy's fantastic adventures.  5. An alien lands on a medieval planet.    An alien(My OC) lands on a medieval planet. Filled with creatures and races along!  As rumours began to spread around that there was an extra-terrestrial being as well. What will Nesy find and what will he achieve in this vast planet?   6. Civil war in Alphina.  The flames of rebellion engulfed Alphina because a new law that everyone despised. The rebels relied on guerilla warefare in the face of the government's overwhelming firepower, but the government's indiscriminate attacks caused a lot of collateral damage. The civilians were torn between rage at the tyranny of the regime and desperation to avoid further damage from the government's pursuit of rebels. A decades long impasse was reached when the rebels gained control over the residential areas while the government held most of the resources. Even a tyrannical government needed regular people to grow its food and hold weapons. Nesy grew up in the rebellion; raised by parents who were rebels who thought him about politics. The authorities later discovered Nesy's parents and wanted to capture them but Nesy fleed while his parents sacrificed themselves to save him, they hoped that he might be able to live on his own. He was in favour of social democracy because his parents were former politicans of the regime and that's why authorities captured them while letting their Nesy leave to take revenge because his parents sacrificed themselves to make a escape for him. Now, the downside is that the rebelgroups are that they are a unorginised, however Nesy manages to stumble into one of them and they meet , perhaps Nesy and his  potential friends can change the tides of the war for the good of humanity? 7. [To become a magician or someone bigger. (Trainee x Master) MC: (My character is named Nesy) is a young but mayhaps an unfortunate guy as he has experienced miserable things in his life. Due to the lack of magical abilities or so he thought, his fate has been sealed before it even began it seemed. Some bullied Nesy for being a powerless or weak individual and may others have resorted in beating him down to which he fleed to escape the constant name-calling. The reason is that people usually get signs of abilities in their 5's but Nesy didn't get any which was so unfortunate that his parents even wept for their "defected" child but years later his village was destroyed and had no home anymore. Now Nesy is an adventurer who seeks to achive magical powers but has unfortunately to his dismay, his hopes crumbled into oblivion as his dreams continued to live on deep on his heart which might get forgotten. Untill one day, (YC) discovers (MC) in a Tavern where he was usually fantasising about things. (YC) saw potential in the strange boy due to his aura which would mark the beginning of the next chapter of his life as (YC) is seemingly left no choice to put him under (YC's) wing and train him to become a magician like him.[/SPOILER]   8.  My character seeks wisdom.  (MC:Nesy) is an adventurer seeking for wisdom and also some healthy advice. One day, Nesy was somehow incredibly lucky to discover a few ruins in the middle of a forsaken forest which to his surprise lead him to a shrine to which he didn't know what it was. When Nesy thought that the shrine was empty he compellingly explored the surroundings which he saw many ancient ruins and scripts. His energy somehow resonated with the shrine and woke up not just one, but TWO deities that seemed to be the pure opposite to each other. This caused Nesy to panic but he had no way out of there until he somehow resolved the situation. The diety of chaos and lawfulness discovers Nesy in the shrine and there would be no wonder what'll happen. Did you think the ideas originaly are centered around my character?  Oh do not worry, those are for those who want to roleplay that kind of idea but I am willing to improve and improvise those ideas so that they can fit both of us without hassle!

Nesy Celvius (MCRP)

09/26/2020 08:35 PM 


RULES:1. I'm very quit- friendly.  You can drop out of the roleplay any time by telling me exactly what it is. I'm willing to try out new ideas or unless if life takes over then I understand,  continue an other day.2.  I nagotiate:  Since nagotiation with a roleplayer is important,  it can be crucial to understand what my partners needs as well, not just mine.   Together we can improvise an idea from one of mine or yours or completly out of scratch.3.  If a roleplay is not working properly,  please do not block me for it:   I have issues that I missunderstand people and English is not my second language.   However,  if the issue is not resolved then we can do this from scratch because I ain't no quiter!4.  Please be reasonable. 5.  Toxicity, Racism or discrimination of real life-induviduals or such will not be tolerated!6.  I'm a forgiving roleplayer,  people make mistakes all the time.7.   I would love to brainstorm,  however if you do not like the current ideas I will gladly make a new one with you. -----------------------------------------------------------Q and A:-- Why does your character revolve around Nesy?Yes, I understand what the problem is,  but the plots I use have different characters under the same name,  but also it you may see that it can be be geared towards one.   This is why I tend to improvise those plots.   Let me explain.   Those plots are original but also they can be improved and improvised in a roleplay.  I send an idea to you and we discuss what we can add.   If you are not happy with it,  then what implementations do you want to improve the plot? We can certainly do that.  I'm nagotiatior ya know.   We improvise, collaborate and that's what we do!--  However,  do you mind roleplaying with someone adult , older or younger?I absoloutly do not mind!  I roleplay with everyone as long as the user and me are comfortable with the current situation and the roleplay.  I'm willing to comprimise so that things do not go overboard.    However,  if this is due to age gap I certainly understand and you may move on with your day.  If you're interested while being older then 18,  then it's fine to be honest!  As long as we both agree to being PG-15/13.      Being younger then 18? I dont mind either.  


09/26/2020 05:58 PM 

Why Carmen Sandiego is someone I look up to

I guess I kind of look up to Carmen Sandiego because I'm an orphan too. I never really liked people though it was just hard to know what they were thinking so I didn't interact with people, and in order to not interact with people I couldn't live in an orphanage, hence my life on the run. It started out simple I taught myself to pickpocket, only enough for the bare necessities of course. As I got older I got bored so I taught myself to hack. I remember the first time I saw Ivy and Zack on a tv interview, I was so drawn in, it was like for the first time there was something I was interested in, I loved hearing stories about the great Carmen Sandiego. Originally, I wanted to be a detective, so I practiced, until I managed to hack into Acme's database, the barest level of security they had but it was exciting. So I kept going farther, and then one day I thought why not see if I kind find Carmen Sandiego's Acme file? It took a little digging but I found two, one of her Acme days, and one of her criminal record. When I saw her profile I cried, I hadn't cried in a long time. How was it that we were so similar? I mean I know we weren't we had maybe one thing in common, we were both orphans but that kind of made me feel like I understood her. I know it's stupid how could I even begin to comprehend anything she had done, had thought, had gone through. So I decided I would make it my mission to learn everything about her because in a weird way it made me feel like I wasn't alone and I decided that if I ever met her I would prove to her that I would make a great henchman, but I mean what were the chances of me ever meeting the Elusive Carmen Sandiego?


09/26/2020 04:03 PM 

Alistair Deoiridh

"Keep looking down on others and you won't see the feet above you."—Alistair Deóiridh| General Information |✫ Name: Alistair Deóiridh✫ Alias(es): Pink Panther✫ Estimated Age: Unspecified✫ Race: Cambion✫ Gender: Male  ✫ Mortal Heritage: Nordic✫ Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual✫ DOB: May 4th, 1993 L.E✫ Background: Working as a private investigator and hired aid under the auspices of the D.S.S New Halon paramilitary, Alistair is the son of the syndicates military director, formerly known as Sileas Deoiridh and the esteemed alchemist and military general, Jethro Curtis whom was often romanticized as "the One Whom Carries the World Upon His Shoulders". Assimilated into the regime at a young age, he was party to the destruction of the R.O.A.E Gate as well as the defeat of the Abyssal Lords and Abyssal King, Creonus Proángelos.—• History: Alistair was one of many birthed from the union between human and daemon - a cambion. Through enduring difficulties regarding his childhood, his father died shortly after his sister was born, indirectly passing the torch as protector of the family onto his son. As his mother undertook the mantle of commandant, Alistair was admitted into a specialized military boarding school where he spent his adolescence militarized to combat daemon. Accepted into the D.S.S program with several mutual friends, he underwent training to register into Special Operations Division Three, Black Orchestra to great success. Under the supervision of Director Valentino; an alias of his mother, she led the spec ops division through several campaigns against the daemon, various splinter groups and a cult of zealots who called themselves the Sanctum of Decorum. Having established a romantic relationship with one of said mutual friends over the course of several years, personal tragedy tore the pair apart which eventually led into their defection from the division. Alistair, amongst his comrades, were sent to eliminate the defector and splinter group, resulting in an incident that left him and his squad for dead. Unraveling the splinter group and involvement of the SoD, Alistair eliminated his former comrades and ex-lover, but couldn't account for the D.S.S cover up of the SoDs involvement. Waging a personal war against the SoD which ended in the deaths of various prominent members of the order, Alistair was arrested and withheld under the supervision of Director Valentino, who informed him of her own personal vendetta against the SoD and promise to set things right, before pulling the strings for his release into society. Initially met with difficulties through his return to normal society, he established a deeper connection with his aunt and a small community, taking the mantle as a private investigator in service of the people of New Halon, whilst shadowing information on the SoD. Discovered to have been affiliated with the SoD through family relations, Alistair began research into his family history and felt an intense magnetic draw to the birthplace of his father and the SoD - the Ruins of Rondo. Alistair's investigation led to his own trials and tribulations while steadily uncovering the truth of his daemonic heritage within the defiled ruins. Coming to grips with the myriad atrocities he committed through vengeance and the innumerable losses sustained throughout his idealistic disillusionment of moral ethics, he discovered his epiphany through psychosomatic hallucinations and awakened to his daemonic nature. Resolved to end the cycle of pain and misery and protect the remainder of his family, Alistair confronted the SoD within the ruins before discovering the Forbidden Path to confront the Loving God and end its suffering. From here, Alistair descended further into the Abyssal to enact an end to its father, the Grieving King, redeeming the daemon before his death. Returning to New Halon, Alistair discovered his aunt had passed away and arranged her funeral, passing down her cafè to him as his mother aided in supporting him throughout his grieving. Confronting his mother on the happenings within the Ruins of Rondo, she informed him of the unknowable truths before reasoning that her manipulation of the D.S.S were to strengthen him for the trials he was destined to face and overcome. Offering to aid his investigative work through funding and specialized tasks provided either from the paramilitary or directly from her, he accepted and returned to society under the auspices of the N.H.D.S.S as a private investigator.| Physical Information |✫ Physique: Mesomorphic✫ Blood Type: O+ (Defiled) ✫ Height: 6'0"✫ Weight: 270lbs (Muscle Density)✫ Appearance: With fuchsia tinted hair, typically unkempt neck-length, he has relatively fair skin understandably lacking common blemishes or abnormalities aside from a beauty mark around his right eye; said eyes feline in nature.| Personal Information |✫ Life Dream: Coexistence✫ Training: CQC/Firearm Expertise, Athleticism, Military Education & Training, Demonology, Special Tactics & Reconnaissance, Swordsmanship & Marksmanship✫ Like(s): Physical Fitness, Artistry, CQC, Carpentry, Talented Individuals, Animals, Adventure, Philosophy, Retro-Films, Graphic Novels, Equality, Family✫ Dislike(s): Betrayal, Arrogance, Toxic Individuals, Murder, Racism, Terrorism, Inequality✫ Hobby(ies): Training, Reading, Traveling, Hunting, Sculpture Artistry, Culinary Artistry, Vigilantism✫ Persona: A tough and resilient man of great mental strength and depth, he's obstinately steadfast and pragmatic, yet seems laid back and lackadaisical; oftentimes nonchalant and selectively careless.—• Positive Trait(s): Sincere, Shrewd, Empathetic, Intelligent, Unruffled, Waggish, Principled, Compassionate, Stout-Hearted, Altruistic• Negative Trait(s): Taciturn, Derisive, Vehement, Forthright, Brutish, Austere, Masochistic, Self-Righteous, Predatory, Cynical, Malicious—• Value(s): Friends, Family, Good People• Primary Goal: Protecting Loved Ones| Friends & Family |✫ Parent(s): Sileas Deóiridh & Jethro Curtis ✫ Sibling(s): Yuliya Deóiridh & The Nameless Son✫ Relative(s): the Valentine Family, the Deóiridh Bloodline, Curtis Bloodline✫ Friend(s): Vanel Lyons, Bethany Harper, Adonti Rivera, Richard Lyons, Zephyr the Black Lion✫ Affiliation(s): N.H.D.S.S, Nora's Café, Fury Family, the Hunters Coalition, Nagi Family, Astrapi Bloodline, Kamikaze Brigade, the Slayers, the Tyrants, the Koda~Tai, the Crimson Order, the Deóiridh Bloodline, the Valentine Family, the Curtis Bloodline, the Crimson Sword, the Iron Circle, the Godric, the Vortex| Standard Gear |✫ B.O Recon Garb: This worn uniform, was utilized by Division Three, Special Forces, in New Halon, under the supervision of N.H.D.S.S Command. Operatives were charged with spec ops and reconnaissance within the neighbouring Highland territories under the cover of the night. This apparel has become a physiological extension of himself and can be maintained through various unnatural means. —• Trenchcoat: A battle worn variant of the leather-lined, doubled-breasted coat protected with a staunch layer of woven armor weaves; lengthened a quarter below the knee, it contains numerous pockets and pouches to accommodate for his Sleight of Hand. Manufactured with heat resistance and thermal insulation, it protects against some small arms and bladed weapons as well as various environmental hazards.• Vest: A form fitting zipped and sleeveless, waist-length vest that comes to the waist, just below the trousers hemline; battle worn with numerous small tears and imperfections. This vest-like armor offers a staunch bastion against most small arms and bladed weapons while maintaining excellent flexibility.• Gloves & Boots: A worn, yet sturdy pair of reinforced boots and gloves woven through the same resilient material born from both trenchcoat and vest. This provides a sturdier grasp on equipment and greater friction on slippery surfaces.| Primary Weapons |✫ Redemption: The physical manifestation of his daemonic essence, and through his name meaning, "defender of men", the cross-guard is shaped into the metallic portrayal of angelic wings, as the centerpiece depicts a bouquet of roses with roots that couple the handle and spiral down into a single chain-link; the wings eclipsing the bouquet, which the pitch-black blade emerges from its epicenter, broadly. A replication of steel, this weapon acts as a modifier for his daemonic power which, on contact, will always scorch and cut opposition with the intent to destroy, conveying the effect of this tangible principle in relation with intangible concepts such as the soul - annihilation on death. A symbol of his spirit and by extension, his soul, this blade is an expression of his "heart" which embodies the essence of Valor and his Will of Rebellion.—• Sword Type: Bastard Sword • Blade Type: Double-Edged • Hilt Type: Cross-guard • Grip Type: Hand-and-a-half • Pommel: Heavy/Chain-Link —• Overall Length: 5'4" • Blade Length: 4'4" • Blade Width: 2.5 in. • Grip Length: 9 in. • Weight: 5 kg. —• Scabbard Location: Unbound and affixed across the back, favoring the right hand; sheathed only by the emanations of its wielders power supplemented by a magnet on the upper back of the coat. | Secondary Weapons |✫ Hansel & Gretel: These are reinforced semi-automatic heavy pistols - weapons that act as modifiers for his daemonic power which, on contact, will always scorch and pierce opposition with the intent to destroy, conveying the effect of this tangible principle in relation with intangible concepts such as the soul - annihilation on death. This may be imbued with magazines of myriad magical reserves in conformity with the will. Both stainless steel finishes have their respective names engraved in cursive on the barrels, cropped above black axe insignias with inlaid gothic etchings depicting head-to-tail sided coin portraits of the respective named portrayals alongside both black grips.—• Model: Mark VII Matilda• Calibre: .50 WC• Magazine: 8 (+?) • Barrel Length: 6 in. • Effective Range: 75 m. • Weight: 80 oz.—• Holster Location: Strapped to the small of the back; holsters concealed by the coat, both grips are aligned in their respective directions.| Items & Equipment |✫ Lost Dogtags: Alistair possesses several bent and rusted tags from multiple fallen military personnel whilst within the service, including one that belongs to himself. A reminder of his past which acts as a medium to strengthen his heart through his connection with the close bonds of friends and/or family.✫ D-Essence Vial 3x: The tangible liquidus extraction of a daemons spiritual essence; a corruptive concoction fashioned to rejuvenate a small portion of a cambion's diminished physical stamina overtime. ✫ Apple of the Everblossom: This apple is one of numerous plucked from the everblossom tree - the Great Abyssal Gate of New Halon. Channeling the daemonic energy within this fruit allows those that consume it to bridge the gap between Abyssal Gates and therefore, to various unknown worlds.✫ Mysterious Shades: These sunglasses are more or less normal, although can seemingly be spawned through Sleight of Hand, even if previously destroyed in totality, fortifying his confidence and fortitude.✫ Jester's Notepad: An unusual designers notepad utilized throughout his investigative work, like the Mysterious Shades, these can be spawned through Sleight of Hand and allow him to collect and analyze data to mentally reconstruct it with a much greater deal of speed, precision and cohesion.✫ Double-Sided Coin: An unusual coin obtained as a memento of his aunt that acts as a pseudo-good luck charm, but also a strong medium to regain his composure and strengthen his resolve.✫ .50 WC Cartridge: Grouped to a magazine of eight; amplified via boon, these standard issue cartridges come in tiers 1-A and 1-B; spread and pierce respectively. Designed to bite into the reinforced skin and bone of daemon, these rounds were made with to superhuman strength in consideration.| Natural Abilities |✫ Indomitable Soul: The inheritance of a strong dualistic soul, with inordinate and compacted quantities of spiritual energy, resides within his blood to harness vast magical power with supernatural adroitness. Overtime, this conjured an inner devil and awakened him to his hybrid nature - his daemonic essence. Therein, Alistair is several times stronger, faster and many times more resilient than normal humans - able to endure various mortal injuries; bar removal of the head or heart and will remain active and alert in spite of injuries that would incapacitate or outright disable normal humans. ✫ Defiled Visage: The daemonic essence; his inner devil, produces a pool of internal energy his manifestation feeds upon - the physical representation of power derivative of the essence itself, in the form of the sword, Redemption. When physical energy is focused throughout the body or Redemption, it can conjure daemonic power, in whatever manner he wills it, with the latter having a greater effect. As this internal energy is generated through combat; fighting and/or being wounded, he can temporarily exchange his human guise for his Defiled Visage, which releases this daemonic power as he undergoes transmogrification into a daemon. Accruing greater offensive power and damage resistance many times beyond that of his human form, he will generate a daemonic aura which incurs psychic abilities employed as telekinesis and telepathy. Though death may come through various circumstances, the entirety of his physique is immutable to any and all damage sustained, baring instantaneous regeneration towards non-fatal injuries endured within that instant, albeit said injuries remain superficial in nature as he'll suffer the proportionate phantom pain and exhaustion thereafter. Within his Defiled Visage, all damage sustained is resisted as stamina steadily rejuvenates for the forms duration, making death an implausibility while he's all the more difficult to stop through conventional means when within this form, which correlates with his daemonic essence and overall spiritual power.


09/26/2020 01:37 PM 

The quick rundown.

Just in case if anyone checks blogs before adding.Quick briefing of Alruna: She isn't your typical succubus who feeds through traditional means that you would expect of her kind. Despite such, Alruna behaves like a bedroom warrior even if it's far from the truth to protect her fragile pride. She's haughty, superficial, outspoken, a swindler, a brat, and most of all, a liar. More information is available on my profile upon being accepted.---------Now onto the basics.- Don't request if you don't plan on interacting. I don't care for numbers. I also don't care for those who live in their status streams more than they touch their inbox. And I'm talking excessively.- Don't hit me with a prewritten greeter. Just get to it. Hit me with an idea for a discussion or just send me a starter.- I don't mind banter, random starters, or story discussions. Just make sure they're appropriate for my character to be in. Example: Alruna isn't going to work in a medieval setting.- I do require some level patience due to life getting in the way. I try to keep others posted about it.- Suggestive themes are a given but that doesn't mean straight up ero. It's story dependant, so don't expect to receive any of that from the get-go.

Don't Bleed

09/26/2020 07:54 PM 

Edon Xhepa

Below is a description of the main character I normally roleplay as.BackgroundEdon is the son of two Albanian immigrants, whom moved from Tirana, to New York City, settling in the neighborhood of Belmont, Bronx. Growing up in a predominantly Puerto Rican, and Albanian neighborhood, English, Spanish, and Albanian are the three languages Edon's fluent in. Growing up was rather difficult. In this world, humans are viewed as inferior, and often disposable. Scuffles with vampire clans, Lycanthrope packs, and gangs of Ghouls only toughened Edon's spirit. Some of his closest friends are human, and he never hesitates to step in to help. This stems from the culture of his Albanian neighbors, whom often swore by the code of "Besa", Albanian for "Oath". Often, Edon was taught through his parents, that an Albanian's word is worth more than gold, and that he should never go against the promises he makes to others.Life grew more and more difficut, prompting his parents to make a difficult decision. The west coast of the United States was more or less, easier for humans to live in. They decided to relocated, but Edon refused to leave NYC, behind their backs, he made a promise to the neighborhood that he'd do all he can to assist anyone in need. He wasn't about to break that promise. He reguarily keeps in contact with his parents through mail, often writing to them once a week. As a young adult, Edon took up a job at the docks, since, manual labor was something the supernatural hated. There, he became close friends with a man named Fatma, whom had some pretty deep connections with the Albanian mafia. The two worked together to get back at corrupt supervisors, steal some precious cargo, and even the odds against a few clans here and there. Proving to be reliable, and able to keep things to himself, Fatma decided one day to introduce him to a few "associates". Stories he often heard about the Albanian Mob were never good, and that they were nothing more than a bunch of thugs. Turns out, the Kyretar or "underbosses" think a lot like him. Edon was quick to become established, and even became a "Mik" or friend of one of the underbosses, serving under the same individual as Fatma had. To this day, he works the docks still, the eyes and ears of what's said, and seen coming in and out of NYC. PhysiqueLike most, Edon has Black hair, Brown eyes, and an ever slight tan tone to his skin color. Basically, eastern European. If not for his name, you'd think he's Slavic.Standing at a mesely Five feet, six inches tall, some doubts are cast due to his height. He likes to think of himself as David. The bigger the foe, or "Goliath" the harder he'll try to topple the giant. His weight is a mesely one hundred and seventy pounds. Lean muscle. He's not built like a strong man, but he has some muscle in his arms and abdoman, thanks to all the manual labor he does, ten hours a day. Unlike most in the Mob, Edon doesn't have any tattoos, often rejecting the chance at getting them. While this makes him an odd member, his reasoning behind the decision is more or less "camouflage" He doesn't look the part, so people would have to double, or triple take when they find out he's in the mob. Personality Always lends an ear. If someone has something to say, vent, or just needs someone to talk to, he'll always lend an ear. Sometimes, just knowing what's on someone's mind's enough to get him through the day, and of course, what a person says, paints a picture of who they are.Despite living in a city where humans are low, and life is hard, he doesn't let it affect his mental health. When asked, he always says "This is the land of opportunity" anything's possible in his mind. Loyal. If you ever need someone by your side, no matter the plan, Edon will be there for you. Quick to form a backup plan, escape route, or even get in the way. Again, he takes the concept of "Besa" to the heart, and will never betray an oath or promise he makes. Prankster at heart. All lighthearted of course. He'll never play a prank that physically harms someone. Mentally? That's another story. 

∂єℓιℓαн & ∂ємєтяι

09/25/2020 10:17 PM 

Common sense things

Though I know everyone hates to read these, I feel that it's a must.  Though most are loosely based, others are highly encouraged.   1; Roleplay is roleplay, don't try to bring it to real life. Though I don't mind becoming friends.   2; I don't require much, all that I ask is for a decent paragraph so that I will be able to reply. I prefer that you push and add onto the roleplay. In my experience, I often get what I call the 'Ask and Answer' type of replies, those I dread the most. Roleplay is a team sport, one can not do all the work. In regards to roleplay, I range from 1 to 3 or 4 paragraphs. Though it will mostly depend on the information on which I receive, I try to do length matches,   3; Preferred; Roleplays in messages only and comments for out of character. These days it doesn't really matter to me anymore tho.   4; You are also not limited to just one character. You are absolutely allowed to roleplay with both at the same time, they both show up in each other's roleplays anyways from time to time.    5; I'm story drive, Anything can happen, good or bad.   6; Drama is allowed only when it's within the roleplay and it would be nice to get a warning before you decide to input the drama so I don't get caught off guard.   7; When it comes to replies, I understand that life will come knocking on your door unexpectedly, so I will never rush you in replying and I hope you won't rush me either. The muses are not always present nor is motivation at times.   8;  I prefer paragraph format like the kind you read in books, I'm not a fan of screen play/script style formats.  I don't like to elongate my messages and it wastes space in my opinion.8.5; My general length is about 1-4 paragraphs. I give what I get usually.   9; I don't do fighting/combat type themes. I'm not a fighter, I'm a lover. My favorite genres are Romance, Slice of life and Supernatural.* I do have other means of contact if you wish for a quicker response.  Just ask for search my status' I will probably post it sometimes.*  

𝔏·ᴀɴɢᴇ ᴅᴇ ʟᴀ 𝔐ᴏʀᴛ

09/25/2020 08:39 PM 


Rules1. Have a funAbout RoleplayMuse is the main villain from Final Fantasy IX. Despite his disposition and appearance, he's no pushover...Muse is polite but not nice. He might put your muse in a cage.Quality > Quantity. Most of my replies will be multi-para. There's no need to match length, please just write as much or little as you like~.I'm not especially picky about who I write with... But I am a little bit picky about who I take seriously here. ' v 'I enjoy writing fights, but this muse is not particularly easy to goad into fighting.About MunMun roleplays mainly on Tumblr. Ask if you'd like to rp there!Mun is busy... So sometimes replies may come slowly.Mun is not nice or soft and knows how to kill skeletons so watch out.

Mala ultro adsunt

09/25/2020 05:49 PM 


MISFORTUNE COMES UNINVITEDAs his drakars glided on the gentle tides of Lake Eitrivatnen, Jarl Jafnhar watched the blood sky over the horizon. Weeks of war had churned fires and death, projecting a thick crimson across the firmament. This did not concern the Jarl. He sailed forth with the utmost sense of confidence and pride. In one month, he had led the Vikings to victory in the Battle of Ilkarya’s Barrier, destroyed the Wardens of Lion Wastes, and became the ‘Bone Crusher’, the first Highlander Jarl in Viking history.Crushing the Knights of Eitrivatnen would be child’s play. Isolated from all, and lacking the supplies to feed everyone, the fortified port was no longer a haven for the Knight legions that had sought refuge there. It was now a death hole that needed a little spark to implode.Jafnhar knew he had the means to become such a spark, but a loud crash caught him off-guard. Underwater barricades set by Badefol, Knight Commander of Eitrivatnen, had destroyed some of his ships. The Knights would need more than a few wooden pikes to stop the Bone Crusher though. From the harshest winds of Njord to the cruelest tides of the divine Aegir, the Jarl’s trireme had survived much worse.Jafnhar reached the shoreline and pierced the Knight defenses rapidly. He and his warriors moved to Eitrivatnen’s barracks and clashed with Commander Badefol. After an easy fight against the wounded Knight, Jafnhar tossed Badefol on the ground and brandished his mighty blade Caladbolg. That was when a sinister voice rose from the shadows and whispered, “Mala ultro adsunt.”The Jarl shivered. Vortiger, here? Impossible! Almost a decade had passed since their last duel, but Jafnhar could still feel the twinge of the Black Prior’s blade gashing his thigh. Invigorated by his thirst for vengeance, the Highlander stepped away from Badefol and faced Vortiger.Their blades clanged loudly. Their fight lasted what felt like hours until the Black Prior staggered for the first time. This was the opening the Bone Crusher needed to fell his opponent. He slammed his blade to break Vortiger's guard, but the man stood tall behind his massive shield. How could that be? No one had ever resisted the mighty blow of Caladbolg! Out of rage, the Jarl rushed at the Black Prior, but an immense pain suddenly struck his chest. Vortiger's longsword had shattered his clavicle. A thick darkness seeped in and shrouded the Highlander's eyes...As all fell silent, the Black Prior lifted his kite shield and sent the Bone Crusher to the grand Halls of Valhalla.A DARKNESS GROWSDespite Jafnhar's defeat, the Knights did not welcome Vortiger as their new savior. Many legions in Ashfeld were still bearing the scars of the Black Prior’s deeds under Apollyon’s rule, and they wanted to see Vortiger face the Lawbringers’ judgment.The man was jailed in a dark cell with a young thief named Aguri. A quick glance at Vortiger made the thief pray for the Gods’ aid. She was no warrior but knew all about the Black Priors, the unruly Knights who would draw out the ‘true wolves’ for the Blackstones. Her fear grew as she witnessed a strange hawk fly to their cell window, and the Black Prior spoke to it in Latin.Then Vortiger girded his bracers, and she noticed something very startling in his eyes. The absolute absence of fear.Suddenly the walls of their cell started to crumble. As Aguri cowered in a corner, she heard the weakened warriors of Eitrivatnen screaming in terror. Their leader was away on the battlefield, and Daimon, the Samurai Daimyo of Westhold, was attacking the harbor with his vast army. Vortiger gripped his silver blade and shield, then stepped into the red haze as explosions rained from above.The young thief stared after him. She realized Vortiger feared nothing because he was fear itself.A myriad of hawks obscured the crimson skies for a brief moment. Then more Black Priors revealed themselves in the crowd, and slaughtered all the Samurai. After more than a decade of silence, the Black Priors of Vortiger won the Battle of Eitrivatnen for the Knights, and blessed the walls of their new home with the blood of their countless victims.A PATH OF AGONYKnight Commander Badefol had left Eitrivatnen to the hands of his best lieutenants while he hunted Jafnhar’s followers in Lion Wastes. He had not expected the Samurai to attack his harbor so quickly. He should have known better – after all, was not Daimon ‘the Scavenger’ the one who would always chase easy victories in weakened territories?He knew in his heart that without the Black Priors, Eitrivatnen would have been lost to the Samurai. No matter how hard Badefol tried to tame Vortiger and his Knights, the Gods had decided otherwise. But he still planned to call the Lawbringers in due time to bring these wolves to justice.Badefol battled harder in the vast fields of Westhold, hoping for a quick victory against the Samurai. But Daimon had one last ace up his sleeve...a secret alliance with the Vikings. As the Commander watched the Viking warriors charge, he knew the end was near. Even with the Black Priors on their side, they could not last against one large army, let alone two.For the last time, Badefol underestimated the Black Priors. As a flock of hawks appeared in the dusty horizon, the Knight Commander caught sight of rolling ballistae and trebuchets bearing the Black Prior banners. At first, Badefol was filled with hope, but as the machines drew closer, a fresh horror overwhelmed him.Nailed onto these rolling structures were hundreds of corpses; Vikings, Samurai...dead bodies from the battlefields, but not just the enemy's dead. Even Knights were trussed up. Badefol's comrades were stretched out and displayed as grotesque, bloody dolls on the war machines.Both Samurai and Vikings froze in horror. No one in history had desecrated their own dead with such sickening derision. As the true masters of psychological warfare, Vortiger and the Black Priors used the enemy’s shock to their advantage. They charged through the red fog with fierce precision, and triumphed against all.Yet Badefol was not done with Vortiger, the man who had desecrated their dead. He locked eyes with the demon and drew his sword. Forget the Lawbringers, this beast would be Badefol's. But it was not to be. Vortiger disarmed the Commander, stabbed him through the heart, and whispered in his ear the last words Badefol would ever hear.EPILOGUEReinforcements from Beaufort Stronghold came too late. The Black Priors had already reconquered all territories around Eitrivatnen. A month's long siege and the Knights had never once lost Eitrivatnen.Rhoswen the Warden was the first to arrive in the harbor where she witnessed the horror of what it had become. Not only Badefol, but hundreds of Knights, Samurai, and Vikings were impaled, dismembered, or hanged like vulgar scarecrows.“They shall fear us, and we Knights shall rule,” the Black Prior whispered as he appeared at Rhoswen’s back. The Warden replied nothing. She knew the darkness had already grown too deep in these Knights’ hearts…


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