The Third Chime

[Kurosaki]

You live in a world (which in appearance and technology is similar to our own) in which everyone has their own unique power, and your name decides everything. When a child comes of age, they undergo a ceremony which unlocks a power, which is hidden deep within your soul. The form your power takes and the abilities you have, your class and money, and basically your entire life is decided for you, based on your last name, as stated by the government in power, which is corrupt beyond belief.

People don't earn money just by running businesses; in fact, it's very common to see most people battling others with their powers, the victor recieving money from the loser. As you can imagine, this keeps the medical centers quite busy, and more and more tazes are drawn from the citizens to keep these facilities running.

Back to the whole 'when you come of age you get powers' deal. The age in which a person can recieve their powers depends on the family name, and the powers can range from healing magic, to extraodinary weapon skills, to the dark arts. However, what you recieve will always depend on what everyone else in your family has recieved in the past. After you recieve your powers, you are kicked out onto the street, and forced to live off your own devices for two whole years, as training. This is very dangerous, and few survive, due to the increasing number of assasins and people who like to pray on those who can't control their powers yet.

It is near Christmas, and you have recently been kicked out of your home for the two year period, and have found residence in an underground facility, which was built for the benefit of your kind. However, you are only permitted to sleep here, that is all. To make it worse, rumors of bloodthirsty creatures appearing have been sparking up, and it has become even more dangerous on the streets. Some rumors even state that the government is related to these creatures. And, if you thought THAT was bad, what will happen when you get caught up in their plot?

Rules
1) All standard rules apply for this RP.
2) I'm being especially strict in terms of who I let in for this RP. I'm tired of members joining thinking 'oh I can sneak into this by posting a really good sample, then slack off later'. Sorry, it won't work that way.

Form

Basic
Name: (First)
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:

Family
Name: (Last)
Status: (Poor, rich, average)
FPC (Family Power Class): ( Put what kind of power your family has here)
Age in which family recieve powers: (Must be the same as your age)
Power Specifics: (Go into detail about your power and abilities)

RP Sample: (Required by those I don't know extremely well)

 

[SilverTail]

Basic
Name: burn
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Appearance: red hair/eyes adn is in his fav pair of flame pants and shirt, thats it for clothes, he also carries a sword on his back that he is learning to channel his powers through

Personality: a bit of a hot head at times, get him mad and its the last thing youll do! the rest of the time hes just a caring person who looks out for others

History: not much, his family didnt respect him at all, mainly because he was the only child, and he wasnt the best at managing a fire at his family's blacksmith, it always died and they had to start a new one before it cooled, he got kicked out for more than his lack of powers, he got kicked out because of the fact that he couldnt work metal if his life depended on it, which it might now

Family
Name: flame
Status: average
FPC (Family Power Class): control and creaton of fire
Age in which family recieve powers: 13 through 15
Power Specifics: control and creation of fire of all kinds, magma, lava, it burns, they can use it

RP Sample: (will edit in later, i have to go to bed.......)

 

[Electric Hero]

Basic
Name: Max
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Electric Blue eyes and black hair with a weird anime hairstyle. Max likes to wear always the same clothes, which are always black. The clothes he use are shoes, wide-bottom pants, a long-sleeve shirt, a long coat, and a pair of gloves.
Personality: Max is... weird. Cheerful, happy most of the time, but one second later, he can become silent, shy, etc. He says that these are sudden mood changes, and can sometimes, make people hate Max. No matter these sudden mood changes, Max always tries to be loyal to his friends, and will save them from any kind of hazard.
History: Max's history is not special. Has lived a normal life, and lives happily with his family. Fan of sciences that study everything, is a professional in physics, chemistry, and things related to electricity. Likes some sports and to read books about his most favorite sciences. As I said, nothing special in his life... very intelligent, and now that he is 17, he says he's ready to live 2 years without his family.

Family
Name: Hunter
Status: Average
FPC (Family Power Class): Even some can have other powers, the official power of the family is electricity.
Age in which family recieve powers: 17
Power Specifics: Electricity: Max can summon, create, or modify any type of electrical body. He can summon from just sparks to the most gigantic lightning storm. Can use a electric beam to harm or damage foes, shoot small spheres that can be from different sizes. Can also summon lightnings on any place he wants.

With the power, there comes some effects. Max can feel everything around him, something like a sixth sense but related to electricity. Max can also see perfectly in a weird electric vision ((something you already have seen David, if I can call you like that, if not, Oh so sorry Praetor Kurosaki!!!)).

A weird vision that allows him to see the electrical fields or anything related to them, and also anything that has no electricity... in a weird night-vision fashioned way... an example can be... that being in a dark room... he can use the vision to see a dead body and a living person... the dead body ((an example of things that not produce electricity or any electrical fields)) would appear as black, and the body itself outlined by a silver line. The living person ((example of object that produce electricty or any kind of electrical field)) would be like... the body outlined with the silver line, and the rest will be like silver-colored, but the silver color will look like if it was moving ((still inside the outlined object))... because there is still electricty running. Like the white color in a non-touched notebook paper, Max would see it as an electric blue. Any other object will still be outlined by silver lines. If he focuses, he can see everything more detailed like if he was looking in the normal vision.

Max also has a static effect from the power, which can pull or push objects. Well... any object that has even a little piece of metal. You can imagine it as telekinesis, but with static. Electricity made also Max's muslces more stronger, so Max is a bit over-human strenght and also that Max had over-human speed ((if that's allowed of course)).

Max thinks that electricity made his skin more resistant to everything. Actually, what happens here is that, a milimeter away from the skin, there exists a small but powerful electric field that repels collision, decreasing the pain. That makes Max think he has Superman skin. Also, Max can make an electric field surrounds him. He can make it to just cover him, or a group, and protect him from everything. This field, if its space is increased by Max, can push things away from him. And if this shield is strong, Max can have a jamming effect on electrical devices.

The last one is... feeling the electrical changes in another person's mind, or the electric impulses in the heart, which makes Max know if someone is telling lies. If Max focus really hard, he can sometimes know what somebody else is thinking.

Oh yeah, forgot to say... that electricity make his body cells go faster, so any kind of wound to his skin or any part of his body, will quickly heal itself sending and creating more cells in the wounded area.

RP Sample: (Required by those I don't know extremely well)... ((well... we RPed together in many RPs and you have accepted many samples of mine... so I ask you, do I have to make one?
And... if you see anything that is wrong, just tell me and let me correct it))

 

[Shiney]

Basic

Name: Robert

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance: He has a medium complexion, with brown hair that shifts through the entire spectrum depending on the light, with matching brown eyes. He's very tall and broad for his age, and typically wears jeans, regular shoes, T-shirts, and a large, black leather trenchcoat.

Personality: Sufferingfrom Asperger disorder, his inhibitions have lead him to have an odd sense of humor, a short temper, and a very bitter nature when he feels wronged. If you want any more personality, watch him.

History: Raised like a typical kid, he had a life, school, so on. Which only lead to him being even more angered by being kicked out.

Family

Name: Price

Status: Average-rich

FPC (Family Power Class): powerhouse with astral (spiritual) energy manipulation.

Age in which family recieve powers: 15-17
Power Specifics: Like all members of the price family, Robert has massive ammount of spiritual energy within him, and he can manipulate it into weapons, attacks, shields, he can do nearly anything with it, but it does have it's limits, and can be physically exhausting to use it.

 

[Jack O'Neill]

Basic
Name: Zoey
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://dra-gon.hp.infoseek.co.jp/image-pasoe/lunamaria-111.jpg
Personality: To put it simply, Zoey is a proud, headstrong, and highly opinionated young woman. She has a tendency to be violent and offensive of other people's space; needless to say, most people don't like being around her. Conversely, she doesn't like being around others; she uses her blustering character to shut out people from her life. As a result, she has turned out to be quite inept socially; she just can't deal with others in a nonaggressive fashion, but at least she tries.
History: Until she was given the boot, Zoey Kurosaki was just your typical spoiled rich kid. She attended a private school, went on gigantic shopping sprees on the weekends, read manga and textbooks, watched an unhealthy amount of anime, et cetera. She's obviously pissed at the fact that she's been cut off from the wealth and privilege that she has enjoyed for so long.

Family
Name: Kurosaki
Status: Rich
FPC (Family Power Class): Manipulation of life energy, poisons, and diseases
Age in which family recieve powers: 18
Power Specifics: Zoey, like the other members of the Kurosaki family, seems to a magic touch when it comes to the human body and its ailments. To put it simply, Zoey can harm and heal at will with so much as even a slight touch. She can purge toxins from a person or administer lethal doses of whatever poison she wants, be it bee venom, potassium cyanide, or VX nerve gas. She can cure disease or infect people with whatever contagion she wants, ranging from the common cold to the Ebola virus.

RP Sample: [This RP sample is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, organizations, places, or events is purely coincidental.]

Zoey Kurosaki was just taking one of her nightly strolls along the streets of the city. December 23rd. It had been a few days since she was kicked out of her plush mansion; she already missed the luxurious comforts of home: Good food, a warm and soft bed, and access to the Internet, anime, and her prized books, among a great many things. Now, she was lucky if she could find anything to eat at all; she was often forced to sleep on the frozen ground, and of course, she was completely cut off from her prized possessions. The rigors of winter were already starting to take their toll on poor Zoey; she was now a pale, malnourished, frostbitten wreck. She had to get used to her predicament, however; she had to live off the streets for two whole years. Two years! She sincerely doubted she could last that long before dying a slow, agonizing death; her boundless confidence allowed her to endure, however.

The first snows had started to fall over a month ago; the streets were now completely covered in white powder. The freezing cold had already gotten to Zoey; needless to say, nylon stockings and a cosplay ZAFT uniform don't provide the best protection against the cold. She trudged slowly yet surely through the snow, shivering with every step. "Curse me for having these powers," Zoey muttered to herself angrily. "Sure, they'll come in handy later on, but do they really have to kick me out for two whole ****ing years?!" She kicked up some snow, freezing her long legs off as she did so. "So cold, so hungry, so tired..."

 

[RentCavalier]

Name: Asmodeus
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance:Tall, devilishly handsome, with jet-black slick hair and a youthful face. His most prominent features are his eyes: One Yellow, one Green. Often wearing a dark suit and tie, he's an imposing figure, despite his average height and build. He always seems to be able to look right through you when he talks, and he's generally thought of to be "creepy". He speaks little about himself, and is a very solitary figure

Personality: He's a quiet, tactitern man, who is wise beyond his years. When he does speak, he usually has something scathing to say to throw off whoever he is speaking to.

History: Asmodeus possesses what one could call extrodinary luck. its extrodinary, not in whether its good or bad luck, but in the nature of how it works. When he was 16, his father was stricken with a terrible illness. In his spasm of death, Asmodeus' father knocked over a candle and burned down their ancestral mansion, wiping out much of their fortune and reputation. His mother died soon afterward in a car accident.

However, showing a remarkable knack at practicing the law, the 17 year-old Asmodeus sued the company that made the car that his mother was killed in, and regained much of his former fortune...with interest.

Now, however, the government has decreed that only by undergoing the "coming of age" will Asmodeus be able to lay claim to the money. On the eve of his 18th birthday, Asmodeus's powers have awakened...and as he sets out to survive on the streets, many wonder how far his strange luck will take him...

Family
Name: Requiem
Status: Rich
FPC: Psychosis, Telekinises
Age in which family recieve powers: `8
Power Specifics: Basically, they can manipulate the air, ground, and other things with their minds. They posess the ability to read minds, though Asmodeus doesn't have very much skill with it. By manipulating the air, he can cause small, but powerful gusts of winds, he can implode rocks, he can even (if he really tries) create friction-based lightning.

RP Sample:

PANDORA

It was not an hour after seizing command of the Mantra that Lazarus received word of strange Manikans wandering about Ikebukuro Tunnel.

He investigated...

It was dark, too **** dark. He held up a small sphere and crushed it, immediatly filling the tunnel with light. He turned to his four Oni.

"Split up. Search the area fully. Once your assigned rounds are completed, you three will take up residence here, to prevent anyone from going through."

He turned to the large, black Oni. "But you...you will return to Ikubukuro. You skills will serve me well. You know your orders...carry them out!"

Immiediatly the creatures faded into the shadows, as if they belonged there.

Lazarus walked down a twisting corridor, frowning. This was ridiculous, the only Manikans he'd found were poor, wretched creatures who lived in fear of anything that moved. What could be down here to cause such rukus?

He stopped, gasping. The walls were lined with blood. Whose?

His eyes narrowed. He smelled something, something familiar. What could it be? It was an old scent, fading, but it lingered. There were many of them, maybe seven, maybe ten.

He walked through a metal door, its rusty hinges creaking as he opened it. He walked in and stopped when he saw the room's occupant.

The creature was almost beyond description. While he could make out the humanoid shape of the Manikan she had once been, so much alteration had been done, it would be almost mocking to call her that now.

Was she living or was she machine? Gears, wires, all mishmashed on a steel carapace. Her...yes, her, it was distinctly female, or at least based on a female...so, her was the best he could come up with...her hands ended in claws, blood-stained claws. In her hand she clutched a small doll, and a piece of paper.

In her other hand was a long, sharp needle, almost like a 5 foot sewing needle. But what made even him, an elder vampire who had seen hell and more, scared was her head...or lack thereof.

Her neck, and upper body were covered in blood, and where her head should be was a television...the screen slightly cracked, but visible. It was blank, as if turned off, but he heard audio playing, a strange crackling sound. He listened for a minute the realized: It was sobbing. Or at least, making a badly tuned sound of sobbing.

He gritted his teeth and walked forward. Suddenly the screen crackled on, and hissed...a hissing sound that brought both fear and sympathy to his heart. He stopped, holding his scyther defensivly, but not threateningly.

"Who...what...who are you?"

It looked at him, the screen showing a picture of a laughing skull, blood pouring out of its eyes. The demon rushed at him with surprising speed, lunging forward with the needle. He sidestepped and brought the scythe down on her back, cutting away a large, black box. There was a series of flashing and she fell down, crackling.

He turned to her, and she looked up at him, the TV turning into a crying little girl. She spoke, the words coming from nowhere.

"Location? Please, Location where?"

He widened his eyes. "Y-you are safe. Right now, you are safe."

"Safe.Safe.Safe.Safe.Safe.Safe.Safe.Death.No.Pain.Agony."

It began to suddenly spasm, falling to the ground, a scream unlike anything Lazarus had ever heard erupting out. He fell to his knees, clutching his head.

She stopped suddenly, the strange sobbing he'd heard when he entered resuming.

"Pain...always pain.No reprieve.No release. None.none...none...no..." She stood up, crackling.

"I...I know nothing..."

He looked at her, he body still twitching...like the Manikans...that strange, spastic twitch. Her hands unclenched and the bloody piece of paper fell to the ground. He picked it up, reading.

To my darling child, I wish you all the love in the world. Remember this day as the day freedom will be yours. In the darkness, evil will never find you as long as you remain pure.

Happy Eighth Birthday,
Mommy.

He choked back a gasp. She...they did this to a child? Who?

"Who did this?"

She twitched.

"Half.Incomplete.Tortured.No.Pain.Nothing.Empty.Full.Dark.Hungry.Hungy...Hunger.Nosferatu."

He gasped. No...that scent...Nosferatu...

The Children did this? The creature's that his master raised to be an honorable clan of the undead did THIS to a child.

Anger filled him, his eyes glowing red. This...this was not even speakable! This broke every rule of science, alchemy and religion! With God as his witness, he would bring these fiends to justice!

He stood up, looking at her.

"What do you plan to do?"

"Now.Regaining.Self."

She looked at him.

"I must have purpose. I have purpose. All life suffers pain. I will release it. Then my pain can be released."

He smiled sadly.

"I may be able to help. Join me, and we will find those who brought you pain."

She looked up, the twitching stopping. Something cracked inside her body, and Lazarus now knew that her humanity...what was left of her innocence was now gone.

"I shall join. You are one of unlife. You are already released."

"Child, what is your name?"

"...Pandora. My name...is Pandora."

 

[Chibi-chan]

Edit: WHY don't they EVER work?!?!?! grrr...*fixes* Do a gender switch and confuzzle my poor character XP
:3 Dad's in this RP too! -W00T-

Basic
Name: Salem
Age: 12
Gender: F
Appearance:It's really sad when the pic is this simple XD

Personality: Quite, but fierce, she always seems to be in her own world and mindset. People aren't particularly her favorite things. Spirits are way much more fun than physical beings. Oddly enough, she is also attracted to others with strong powers. She doesn't act her age; more about like 17 or so. From being around dead spirits, she's learned life isn't all fun and games. Yet, she is still a child, and enjoys doing childish things...but does them sparingly and when no one is looking.

History: Suki goes to school...when she feels like it. If not, she can easily communicate with one of the spirits that wonder her house. From when she was born she was trained by her family to see and talk to spirits, but could never summon one. Friends? Nope. Who needs them when you have spirits? She's heard many a story of tragedy, betrayal, and death from the spirits, causing her to see the world from a more mature standpoint. She does like to read anime, write stories, and draw in her spare time though. Her favorite place to be is either in her room or in her family's weeping willow tree.

Family
Name: Suki
Status: Rich

FPC (Family Power Class): Spirit Channelors

Age in which family recieve powers: 12

Power Specifics: Salem can channel spirits of the dead, causing frightening appartitions. She can also join the spirits with herself (if the spirits comply) to battle with unpredictable tactics that she might not even be away of. The process starts by summoning a spirit, which not only takes a large amount of concentration, which is somewhat relieved by her black pendant, a family heirloom. After the spirit is summoned, you must still have the spiritual energy able to overpower the spirit, incase it wants to overpower you. At her will, the spirit is gone until summoned again.

 

[Kurosaki]

*pokes Chibi* The link doesn't work. ^^;;
Everyone accepted except for DM8000. I'm sorry, but I won't be allowing you to participate, sample or not. ^^;;

Now, I'll post my signup after school. *hears mumbling about people wondering I'm going to genderbend* >>

 

[Charon]

{Sounds cool, I'll sign up...

Basic
Name: Nina
Age: 15
Gender: female
Appearance: Nina is relatively pretty; she has pale skin and wavy blonde hair that falls just below her shoulders. She's slender and not paticularily tall, but she plays a lot of sports which has left her in pretty good shape. Her upbringing really had favoured her; she's blemish free, charismatic, and intelligent, all the things you expect from a rich little Daddy's girl that was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her eyes are blue-grey - mariner's eyes, as her father frequently says.
Dressed in a short, pink pleated skirt, brown knee-high suade boots and a cream off-the-shoulder woolen jumper, Nina probably would have been better suited to the cheerleading field. Even at her awakening ceremony, knowing full well what followed, Nina would not be seen wearing anything less than the most modern and flattering clothes. She's the sort of girl that takes fashion over practicality.
Personality: Nina is the sort of person the downtrodden outcats love to hate. She's bubbly, sweet-tempered and king to everyone - at least, she appears to be. She looks down on everyone not in her cosy little clique, always thinking she's superior. Nina even has that 'Oh My GAWD, whta are you wearing?' expression down to a tee.
Nina's very affectionate towards her friends, and an extremely independent person. She's well known amongst her friends for her constant cuddling and babying of her little sister, and for her lust for the sports field - whether it's in a cheerleader's outfit or a pair of running shorts.
History: Nina lived with her rich Father. Her mother was a lingere model and walked out when Nina was a baby, and she's never seen her mother since. Or so her Father claims...

Family
Name: Beaumont
Status: Extremely rich, actually.
FPC (Family Power Class): Earth based powers
Age in which family recieve powers:Any time between 15 to 17.
Power Specifics: Nina can grow plants from no where at the present time, but other members of her family can make the ground tremble, create stagnimites, throw boulders, and occasionally create large fissures in the earth. Warping and skewing the ground at will is another skill.

Rp sample:
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=54449
Yeah, read my posts... That's how I normally roleplay.

I hope this is all okay. I tried to steer away form the stereo-typical deprived beauty, but I seem to have gone straight over to the other side and created a 'Mary-Sue'. Ah well, let's see if I can make her a bit less perfect as the rolepaly commences.}

 

[Kurosaki]

Basic
Name: David
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: David is 5'11" with short red hair and deep blue eyes. He wears a navy blue shirt, with a small diagnol cross on the upper right. He always wears a pair of navy blue jeans, as well as black running shoes, and he wears a navy baseball cap, no symbols and such on it. David has an average build, and has a gold chain necklance on his neck, and a black watch on his left wrist.
Personality: N/A
History: David has lived normally his entire life. He attended school, and was quite intelligent. He lives with only his mother, and has never seen his father before. He also practices kendo, as everyone else in his family has done so.

Family
Name: Testarossa
Status: Above average
FPC (Family Power Class): Mystical Weapon Wielder
Age in which family recieve powers: 15
Power Specifics: When a member of the Testarossa family is blessed with his or her abilities, that member recieves the ability to wield the magical and mystical sword, Hyonimaru; a sword which posesses many powers. Some of which include the ability to place an illusion around its user, altering how they look. This, along with it's powerful ice-based attacks, make it a powerful weapon when utilized properly. The only catch is that only females can wield it. The side effect of a male undergoing the ritual, is the alteration of gender and appearance. This effect on David creates: Altered David and Hyonimaru

And Charon, you're welcome to take part. Also, Rent, try to form more paragraphs, as it's very unorganised if you always format it like that.

Now, time to begin! >3

IC: I took a deep breath as I crossed the stage from the right hand side, towards the center. In the center, a glass coffin filled with water sat upon a portion of the wooden surface that sat above the rest, candles aligned along the side.

As I grew closer to the display, the lights began to dim, the candlelight becoming the only source of lumination for the room. As I stood before the stairs which lead to the coffin, the audience began to chant in a manor that gave me the chills. I was lead up the stairs by a frail, old woman wearing a translucent, ice blue mask, and she pointed to the coffin. I got in, as I assumed I was supposed to. The water was extremely cold, somewhere near the freezing point I'd imagine. My skin turned red almost instantly after I layed down inside.

However, this wasn't good enough for the lady, as she forced my head under so I could not breath. She held my like this for 20 seconds before my body finally calmed down, and she thrusted the family sword into my chest, causing the water to turn blood red, before completely freezing over. At this point, I blacked out, only to find myself alone in an alley sometime later, cold, confused, and unaware.

OOC: That was the ritual for my family, yours should be different.

 

[Electric Hero]

Darkness... there was nothing but darkness. It was cold too, which made my breath visible. After being some minutes in a maze surely seen by everyone, not only my family, many other people, I saw a room with four lightbulbs on. The light was dim, but I still saw very clearly. It was obvious, I needed to enter.

That was, of course, my first time in my family ritual, and I never heard a word from my older brother. After I entered the cold room, a door appeared from a wall and closed the room, and silence started to rule the room. I hate silence... but fortunately, I heard roars. A second after, I took back the 'fortunately'. I saw a big black bull made of stone coming from the door that closed itself earlier.

I stood in a fighting position when the bull started to kick the floor. It charged me and I tried to stop it. I held the bull's horns, but it had more force, and pushed me against a wall as it kept running. It moved its head upwards, making me fall on its back, until it crashed against the wall. I fell on the floor, but rose back to my feet quickly. I saw how it destroyed into pieces, and saw many steel bars... I started to think until I suddenly fell unconscious because of a gas that got into the room from outside.

I woke up in a dark alley... in the streets... I wondered.... that was it?... I actually felt bad I couldn't say good-bye. I thought... it was time to face the horrible outside world.

 

[Chibi-chan]

Alone.


After being blindfolded and taken away, she had waited at least half an hour in the darkness that covered her eyes. Finally, it was time to take off the blindfold. She had never thought that this would be easy, the stillness seemed to ring threateningly in her ears. Her hand, which seemed to be moving uncontrollably grasped the scarf to untie it from her eyes. I've got to be calm...I can handle anything... she reassured herself. Her once unregulated breath nor became regular. She could handle whatever was coming...she was Salem Suki! What couldn't she handle?

With this, she uncovered her eyes and let the scarf drop to the ground. Darkness. Nothing but darkness loomed around her. Praying that her eyes would adjust quick enough, she clutched the black pendant (OOC: Was the fan, changed it) around her neck tightly. She waited, not making a move, until she could see some of her new environment. She could make out certain heaps composed of something here and there, grass..a few bare trees...and what seemed to be a rather large puddle of something in the middle of where she was.

Sighing out of sheer nervousness, she began to walk towards the middle of the field (or what she thought was a field) until she was near the puddle. She peered into it, but because of the darkness, she couldn't see anything but a pool of blackness. The sudden impulse of human curiosity began to overcome her as she edged nearer to the pool, hoping to see what exactly it was made out of. Unfortunately, that didn't help either. She gave a small grunt of annoyance and placed her hand into the liquid. The second she did that, she knew exactly what it was. It was blood. She was in a forgotten graveyard...or place of some horrific battlefield. A split second after she touched the pool of blood, she felt a strong, burning sensation rose up her spine. She had felt this before. The same time she had felt a spirit go right through her. Within another moment, she felt as if the puddle was dragging her under; into whatever depths it went into.

Terrified, she screamed, and held onto a root of a tree while inside the blood, unknown currents seemed to pull her farther under. Her screams to her great surprise seemed to be returned by the echoes of snapping bones and clashing metal. [The heaps were moving...and they were moving towards her. The corpses' white glowing eyes seemed to swagger towards the pool, which she was using her energy trying to escape from. Their swords and spears brandished, a skull grin on their faces. Salem then knew for a fact that if she climbed back onto land, she would be slaughtered by the undead. Her only choice was to be consumed into the pool of blood. With that, she swallowed her fear and let go of the branch and blacked out; letting the blood and burning sensation consume her whole.

OOC: Wow. I feel really creative now o.o
OOC Edit: O.O OMG! I like, used the same words as Max in one part! o.o that's freaky! XD

 

[Kayota]

Basic
Name: Chayan
Age: 12
Gender: female
Appearance: http://www.animevisions.net/Pictures/girls/PrettyGirl.jpg
Personality: Chayan's personality is rather sinuster. She always stays in the shadows and prefers solitude to a crowded place. She's usually rather unhappy and spends most of her time alone and depressed. She tends to lash out t people when they come near her.
History: Chayan's name means dog, for her family tradition pairs each new baby with an animal to be their lifelong companion. She does, in fact, live with a dog, a near-black Border Collie, Haruki. Her parents died and she was living in a foster home until she earned her powers.

Family
Name: Tynan
Status: rather poor
FPC (Family Power Class): dark magic
Age in which family recieve powers: 12
Power Specifics: can physically harm people; they can torture the mind; cause people to go mad; or posess someone's mind by dividing their spirit into two or more parts. They can also make themselves look like something they're not.

RP Sample: Go to the thread Troubled Times.

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EDIT IC:

Chayan was faced with a huge black dog, 20 larger than that of Haruki. A Grim, or a Padfoot as her family called them. Haruki growled, but she ushered him out of sight and as the dog launched itsef at her she dodged and scrambled up onto its back. She had been given only a dirk for protection and she now used a technique that she new: She pricked the back of the neck with the dirk. This caused the dog to faint and she was forced by one of her foster parents, whom she hated, to prick her arm with one of its huge fangs. The fangs were poisoned and she soon fell unconcious and was thrown into an alley along with Haruki.

She awoke to Haruki licking her face and moaned. She felt sick. That must be some strong poison, she thought as she wound her hands into the Collie's thick ruff and sat up. Her dirk was gone; all she had now was Haruki, her faithful pup. He was a miniaturized, non-poisonous version of a Padfoot. He wagged his tail and licked her in the face. She stood slowly and finally she began to walk toward the street, which seemed strange and foreboding to her now, even though before it had been welcoming. Her vision was blurry for a moment before everything came into focus and she glanced around and leaned against a building casually as though nothing had happened.

 

[Shiney]

I sat calmly, with my legs crossed in a strange manner so that my weight was still on my feet and ankles. There was a symbol made up of circles, pentagrams and stars on the floor, glowing the same color as the candles surrounding it, but not putting enough light to show more than a foor of stone floor in any direction. It was then that my rage began to boil. How could they do this to me, why kick me out? Why put me through this whole ordeal? It continued to grow, to the point where I thought I imagined the earth shaking fomr my anger, though it wasn't my imagination. Suddenly, there was a bright flash of light, the plucked me apart into fibers, slicing the fibers into hairs, and burning the hairs into nothing...


I woke up on a sidewalk, sitting on a bench at a bustop, and got slowly to my feet, my knees shaking. Why was I so tired?

 

[Kurosaki]

"Guu~" I whined as I placed my hands on my throbbing head, and took a seat on the icey alley floor. It was at that point in which I remembered the ritual. My hand travelled quickly to the part of my chest in which I had been stabbed in. To my surprise, it was bulging... and soft. This alarmed me and my eyes shot down, to see a female body in place of my own, the sword at my side. Just what the hell happened?

 

[RentCavalier]

Click...click...click...

A tall, slender figure walked calmly down the allyway, eyes closed deep in thought as his footsteps echoed around the creepily silent allyways.

Dressed in a neat business suit, with a long scarf around his neck, his shoulder length blonde hair blowing in the cold wind, he clashed quite profoundly with the hideous and dirty slums he now found himself in.

He passed a branching path and stopped, spying a young girl lying on the ground, looking around quite confused. A sword lay at her side.

No doubt more of us lucky Coming-of-Agers

Asmodeus shruged and headed towards her.

Might as well see just who he had to deal with.

 

[Chibi-chan]

Salem regained conciousness near a bus stop by a congested town. Dazed, she stood up and tried to focus...the ritual! She looked down at herself to find that she had no blood on her. That was a relief...but where was she now? Cars wizzed by to and fro, why the others on the bench read the daily paper and seemingly thought about thier own troubles. Only to Salem's vision though, the city seemed filled with spirits, hundreds of them, going this way and that; some right on others' shoulders. Though the plentiful spirits reassured her, she hated congested places...she had already begun to miss her family...

Wait, no she hadn't. She was going to be by herself now, and she was perfectly capable of doing so too....she hoped.

 

[Jack O'Neill]

"You're out of the house," Zoey Kurosaki's mom, Ren?e Kurosaki, said bluntly to her daughter.

"WHAT?!" Zoey shrieked in anguish. "How could you just cut me off like that all of a sudden, Mom?!"

"I'm sorry, sweetie, but it's the law. You know what the government will do to us if we don't kick you out, right?"

"Actually, no, I don't."

"They'll kill all of us and burn this grand mansion right down to the ground with our bodies still inside! Now, you don't want that fate to befall us, do you?"

"No, I don't, Mom."

"Now you kinda know why we have to kick you out. Take these," Ren?e said to Zoey as she handed her daughter a pair of pistols. They were Fabrique Nationale Five-seveNs. "You should find them handy during the two years you're out."

"Two years?" Zoey asked incredulously as she took the guns from her mom's hands.

"Yes, two years. I know it must suck for you, but you heard what I said earlier if you don't go."

"I...understand," Zoey said before heaving a sigh of defeat. And with that, the ritual, if it could be called that, had ended. Unlike the other families, the Kurosakis did not bother with long-winded chants, peculiar positions, and other such nonsense; all they did was exchange a few sharp words, hand over a gun or two, and send the kids off on their way...after clubbing them in their heads and dumping them in some random alley.

Ren?e called in Zoey's two younger sisters, Corina and Bridget. Corina and Bridget were remarkably similar to their older sister in many ways, the only major differences being their ages and hair colours (Corina had blue hair, while Bridget was green-haired). "Corina, Bridget, you know what to do," she said calmly.

"Yes, Mom," Corina and Bridget droned, holding up blackjacks in their smooth-skinned, well-manicured hands. In one swift motion, they coldly clubbed their older sister in the back of the head. After that, everything was black for little Miss Zoey Kurosaki.

The next thing she knew, Zoey awoke on the cold, hard, snow-covered ground of a back alley somewhere in the inner city. She slowly, painfully got up to her wobbly feet; her pistols were still in their holsters, and she had a throbbing pain in the back of her head. "Geez, did Corina and Bridget really have to whack me that hard?" she muttered to herself. Taking out a fully-loaded Five-seveN, she gingerly took her first steps out into the wide, grimy, dangerous world of the city. God only knew what she'd encounter out there.

 

[Mari]

Can Mari, like, join~~? X3;
Basic
Name: Rikku
Age: 12
Gender: Female; it's a secret though.
Appearance: Clicky~ Color-wise, her hair is yellow and her eyes are a vivid sapphire.
Personality: The epitome of hyperactivity, Rikku is never without her energy. She is upbeat and positive, and she is not afraid to speak her mind. Frequently, she hastily acts, not caring what the consequences of her actions are and her solution, most often, is 'just blow it up!'. She relies on force more than anything. She's just a child, so her naivety and childishness is still in tact.
History: Having been born in a poor family, Rikku's lacked the proper knowledge; she's clueless about almost everything that is so obvious to another person. She was also teased and discriminated by her own relatives for she had broken the family's tradition. It was a tradition that all the offspring were to be male; the only females in her family were wives. It is the reason why she dresses up as boy, she believes that if she looked like one, her family would accept her.

Family
Name: Armstrong [*can't imagine any real-life Armstrong who ish poor* X3]
Status: Poor
FPC (Family Power Class): Mastery of all sorts of weapons, keener senses.
Age in which family recieve powers: 12 through 14
Power Specifics: After an Armstrong is given the ability, he gains proficiency over all sorts of weapon. He will have keener senses, and heightened attributes that grants them either excessive speed, strength, accuracy, vitality, etc. Often, another attribute will be weakened though. So, basically, it all depends on what weapon is wielded.

For example, when one wields a gun, he would have an unmatched accuracy that allows them to 'trigger happy', but his defenses would be destabilized. Or, if an axe is the weapon wielded, he would have immense strength that would permit him to deal powerful blows, but speed will be greatly cut. They also acquire special skills that only come along with the specific armament.

Also, as an Armstrong lacks money, they are only able to get one weapon; all the other weapons, they have to attain by themselves. [They are given an orb, pass down to every generation, that is able to contain all the weapons An Armstrong has.]

The weapon Rikku chose was twin daggers.

 

[Kayota]

Haruki growled suddenly and ran down the street. "Haruki, wait!" Chayan called. He kept going but she didn't follow him. He obviously had a reason for it.

The black dog placed himself between the girl with the sword and the blonde-haired man. He growled menacingly at the man, somehow knowing what he intended to do. His legs were spread apart and he braced himself just in case.

Chayan finally decided to see where her dog had gotten off to. She walked in the direction the border collie had gone and finally came upon the scene: The dog standing between the man and the girl. "Haruki, come here!" Chayan called. He ignored her. She walked over and picked up the dog. "I'm sorry," Chayan apologized. "Haruki, bad dog!" she shouted. The dog cringed. She dropped the dog on the ground and gathered the scruff of his neck up in her hand.