You are one of the many children from Radiant Garden under the rule of sage-king Ansem the Wise, growing up along with all of other characters during and before the time of Birth by Sleep. Of course, you won't know all of them because the various age differences between them and possibly you. You had goals and dreams until things started to change. Strange creatures popping up, gossip of strangers from other worlds, Ansem's and his increasingly crazier experiments, then the disappearance of the apprentices and him. Still, the kicker is the arrival of Maleficent and the heartless.
Her power and forces were too great. Unfortunately, Cid wasn't able to get to you in time and you were lost to darkness. While you are in the darkness, you are chosen by a creature from another world. They call themselves Eidolons and they've be waiting for people like you. Now, they dwell in your heart bestowing sleeping powers and a weapon to fight the darkness.
Eidolons & Weapons
The name Eidolon just fits the best to me. You can use just about any summoned being from any Final Fantasy to keep in the true vibe of Kingdom Hearts. Just stick to one that is good in nature. This gives you a power source (Fire, Ice, Lightning, etc) along with other awesome things you see in KH.
It can not be a keyblade but can certainly turn into one in the future, like Riku's. Piece of advice, make it a sword if you would like to do so.
The process takes a while, nine years to be precise. Finally, you awaken in surroundings that seem familiar but not quite the same...
Those that have known Palom often describe him has energetic, fun loving, a bit of a slacker, with a penchant of getting into trouble. Often, he spent his time reading of the great adventurers and warriors of ages past. Among them, his favorite were the keyblade masters, those blessed by the heart of the world. Their loyalty, courage, conviction of purpose, became important ideal to Palom. Such tales were an inspiration and a distraction from the nagging of his sister Porom. A bit of a prankster, Palom often finds himself in trouble with authority figures.
Since the fall of his home in Radiant Gardens, the disappearance of his sister and parents and meeting Doom Train, a new edge has appeared in his character; a cold and calculating avenger, which even he is not yet aware of. For now bound to his righteous grudge against Maleficient, and his oath to make sure that she and others like her meet just retribution.
Eidolon: Doom Train (DT to Palom)
Doom Train is the one that ensures swift passage between this one and the next by breaking down the anchors that bind his passangers. He feeds off the rightous punishment of his foes and is strengthened by them. He is an inevitable force which will always reach its destination; be it by breaking through obstacles or turning those who dare gain-say him into the very coal which lights his furnace. His horn inspire a primal fear within all things, even the darkness itself, for it ushers the absolute disolution of all things and the assurance that all things will come to an end.
The Phantom Locomotive also presides over the timely end of all things; he is the ineffable incarnation of punctuality and never arrives a second later or earlier than he is meant to. After all, only a despicable engine would allow a passanger to board before their ticket is due. Be it by eliminating foreign elements, neutralizing discord, or neutralizing hazardous substances or individuals so that benign forces may replace them and achieve harmony, he does his duty to maintain the status quo.
Weapon: Miasma Switch
Description: The Miasma Switch is three foot long baton. It is segmented, like a spine or a train. The segments are brass or rust colored, while the "joints" are obsidian black. On the handle, a lone bar, akin to a rib, acts as a finger guard. At the bottom of the handle, lies a small version of DT's face. The finger guard is brass or rust colored, the handle itself is obsidian, and the DT skull is silver.
Palom was one of the set of twins born to Mylia and Reginald Myssidia. They were independent magical researchers. When they were home, they played with him and his twin Porom. However, more often than not, such pleasant diversions were interrupted by their research. So Palom and Porom would spend days or weeks at a time under the care of their "adopted" grandfather Merlin. As such, when it became obvious that the twins had magical potential, their parents agreed that should be taught the basic of magic before they were admitted to any magical academy. Merlin, have grown fond of the two, agreed.
As time went on, the differences in personality began to arise in the pair. Palom had always been enthralled by the many tales the old wizard had told him about. So much passion did he feel for them, that he started ditching the lessons in favor of reading more, much to the dismay of his more serious-minded sister. By the time, he started school, Palom had gone full heroe mode, pranking bullies, and otherwise getting into trouble. While on the run from a rescue-turned-trap, the young man has escaped into a nearby curiosity shop.
While in the shop, he felt a force calling to him. During his education with grandpa Merlin, Palom had learned much about spirits,and other such mythological beings, and how they felt on a mage's supernatural awareness. This force felt so alien, so ancient, so cold, he couldn't help but follow its call. It was a simple brass ring. No special marking; nothing out of the ordinary. Yet it felt like something that should not be. Palom spent every last munny he had to obtain the ring.
After being lectured by his parents and his sister for the fight, he began to pour over the books that Merlin had given. Many hours were spent, many books were borrowed, but still nothing. His family had been surprised, whatever the ring was, it had captivated Palom's attention, and brought out a tenacity that was rarely seen in the self-described slacker. He became a frequent sight in second hand book shops and museums. The ring itself rarely leaving his side.
It was during latest failed excursion to the local shops, that it happened. The sky became tempestuous, and from the shadows bizarre creatures appeared. He recognized them from the diary of a young Keyblade master. They were the shadows. The Heartless had finally invaded Radiant Garden. He knew from his own studies that fighting them was not an option, so he fled. Using every shortcut, every passage way he knew, he made it to his home while avoiding the heartless. He found it empty.
He ran out, barely avoiding the new heartless that continued to flood the world. However he was cornered in an alley way. Checking the only door and finding it luck, he picked up a pipe and prepared to go down fighting. A voice called to him, "Bearer of Solomon's Ring, enter the door if you wish to live." It was as the same force that he felt call him out in the shop the day. With nothing else to do, Palom trusted the voice and opened the door.
After his eyes settled, Palom saw he found himself in what he could only call as the dinner car of a train. He was pretty sure it was a train as he felt the motion. In the car, there were some attendants and only one table was occupied by a lone man. One of the attendant told him the owner wished to speak to him, while motioning toward the table. Palom approached the table and sat down. The man spoke,My name is Glasya Labolas. Palom Myssidia, you who bear the ring of Solomon. I come to you with a proposition. I am in need of some assistance and would require your service. You are free to reject my proposal, the ring afford you that right, but if you want the power to avenge your people and to set right what has gone wrong, you will accept.
For the next hour, Mr.Labolas told him of what had happened to his world, his home and the fate that befell those who were unable to escape. A righteous anger began to burn deep in the young man. The train stop moving and Mr. Labolas spoke once more," Beyond the door lies another world, still safe from the Heartless. As per the right of the ring, you can leave to that world, I will thinks nothing less of you. However if you do stay, you are free to use my power as you see fit, provided you help me in my task. So young man, will you be my conductor?"
Palom had already made his decision before Labolas had finished talking. Extending his hand, Palom agreed to become the train's conductor. However he began to feel drowsy as he shook Labolas' hand. Palom remmebered that he had read the name Glasya Labolas before. It was one of the many names given to an eidolon, who many claimed to be older than death itself. As he collapse, the realization hit him. He had just struck a deal with Doom Train.
CV: 4, HP: 40+ 5(Tough)=45 , EP: 45+ 30(Energy Bonus)= 75, SV:8 + 10 (hardboiled)= 18
Total Cost: 120 cp
Now then as is tradition for all BESM campaigns I would like to submit this as the theme song. If you want something a less rock this (Lyrics lower down in the page) might work. ...well, maybe that one's too fast. How about this one (Lyrics in the description).
Okay, maybe that's too italian. How about we avoid words all together and just go with an instrumental piece; like say thisone?
SO what do you folks think? Which one do you like, or do you have a suggestion of your own?
Name: Christopher Robin Age: 10 Appearance:
Chris stands at a proud four feet and six inches; though he sometimes seems smaller given his frame. His short almond hair provides a nice contrast for his dark brown eyes eyes. He's most often garbed in a yellow polo with a white collar, a red jacket, blue shorts and a pair of comfortable shoes. The queerest thing about him though might be his socks, whenever one looks one of them always seems shorter or scrunched up at the ankle.
Chris is a polite and proper young gentlemen. This soft spoken boy takes great care not to offend those around him, giving proper respect were respect is due. Though he is rather amiable and very kindhearted he is not a push over. While he won't start a fight, and will do what he can to avoid one, he won't hesitate to stand up for himself or others; but so long as fist don't start flying the worst he'll do might be calling you a mean name in a fit of anger. The boy's not that big on holding grudges, so as long as one gives him time to pout and cool down things should go smoothly.
Most know him as a bright young lad, few know how great of a dreamer he is. He has many aspirations in life ranging from the fantastic to the mundane. However among these many hopes and dreams he holds dear the greatest one is also the oldest. To find one silly old bear, and spend a whole day doing nothing together.
Element Light Eidolon: Carbuncle
Carbuncle is kind, humble and generous; freely giving itself to all those who call out for aid. All too often stretching itself thin in order to aid as many as possible. He is the guiding star amidst the sea of darkness, casting back the shadows even as it lights the way home, and the eternal companion that will stand at your side even once all others have turned against you; comforting and supporting you in during your darkest hour. Its greatest goal is to bring the light of hope and joy into the hearts of all it encounters.
The Jeweled Beasts adorable visage serves to ease those around it, causing them to over look his true awe-inspiring might. While its gentle nature would prefer play and peace, and though it loathes conflict as much as sorrow, it is steadfast in its defense of its wards; castigating evil and removing impurities with its cleansing light. If pushed he may even turn a foes own strengths against them, allowing foes to defeat themselves and realizing the futility of their cause. Of course it believes that few are unworthy of its salvation and will offer up its mercy whenever possible. However, should one betray its confidence and scorn his mercy, you would find few places where one could hide from its retribution.
Weapon: Photon Guard Description: Photon Guard is a medium sized round shield, in scale with Chris. The shields edge are deep sapphire, whilst the areas surrounding the center are a soft turquoise. Upon the center of the shield lays an inverted ruby triangle.
Once upon a time there was a lonely little boy. He was loved greatly by his parents even though they spent most their time working; leaving him with a carrying nanny who slept far more than one should through the day. As he was not allowed to leave his nursery and did not know any children his age, he spent his days playing with his toys and dreaming of new worlds as children ought to do. While he loved his toys, especially his bear, he longed for true friends to play with; for you say, while games and stories are grand they mean little without someone to share them with.
So it was that on one starry night amidst a veritable shower of stars, more shooting stars than he'd ever seen, he made a wish as all little children are taught to do; with these many stars his wish would surely be granted. He wished for happiness, for fun, for adventure and, most important of all, for friends. He wished and he wished with all his might until finally it seemed that one of the shooting stars had heard him and decided to grant it in person! The little blue star flew in through his window and began bouncing all over his room and off his toys, nearly having a panic attack when it hit his bear; until finally settling in an old storybook of his. When he next open a whole new world of adventure awaited him.
Since that fateful night little Christopher has gone on a great many adventures with his friends. He celebrated birthdays, searched for hunny, comforted friends, performed daring rescues, survived heffalump dances and fended of wozzels, wizzels and jagulars too. Sadly, there comes a time in every child's life when they must leave behind their toys and pickup their notebooks. A point where one is no longer allowed to simply do nothing and go wherever the wind will take you, and must learn of kings, factors and the like. When make believe must be unbelieved and rules become your world. As time passed he was forced to spend less and less time with his friends within the woods, worse still as he gained newer friends in this world.
Eventually the time came when he could no longer deny his duties, when he could no longer be the prince of the hundred acre woods and Christopher Robin the boy. The time to say good bye to his old friends had finally come. However, when the time came he could not find the strength to say good bye while laying beneath that starry-night with his friend, so much like the first when they had met. How could he ever forsake the person who had meant the most to him; who'd been with him when no one else was. One might call him weak and he'd accept it. Instead the two settled for a promise to be kept, a final adventure to be had and an unspoken see you later.
Though he wept silently at first, in time all wounds heal, and in time his thoughts were no long plagued by visions of far off woods and the siren call of honey buzz did ceased to inspire a soft sadness in his heart; a time when he could once again take honey with his medicine in peace.
As the years passed he learned a great many things, who to talk to a lady, how to read and write and oh so much more; but the one thing he was fascinated by the most were other worlds. To think that their starry night was actually filled with hundreds of worlds; each possibly filled with life of its own. These books he devoured with an insatiable desire on par with his old friend. Within a few short months he had read through every related book in his father's and their friends libraries, and in a years time he was stomping even some of his father's colleagues in these matters. At one point higher learning was discussed, but at this time he was consumed by other matters.
His studies had reminded him of his old friends and adventures, and ,after much deliberation, had decided to venture back into the gilded pages of the Hundred Acre Woods. Alas, when he went for the book it was not in its hiding place. Young Christopher nearly turned his home upside down in search of the book, and in the end his Nana was to blame. As she often did she collected things from the house and the neighbors to give to charity, and in her most recent venture she had in fact taken the book.
After a frustrating afternoon in which he trekked across nearly half the city he had managed to track down the book to its current resting place. A small used book store in a small unremarkable corner of the city. Sadly, fate would not allow this reunion to come to pass; as on that very day the Unversed struck. He was saved by a dashing young hero, but the shop was turned to be one of the many casualties that day. Thankfully he eventually learned from the shop keeper that the book had been sold the very day of the attack, but he did not recall who had purchased it.
This was a heavy blow to the boy, but he kept hope alive. If the book was lost in the attack it might make it's way to a lost and found, or to another book store. With this in mind he ventured to at least once such place per week, in hope of finding his precious tome; but with the recent attacks his parents became protective of him, restricting his travel through the city and his search. Though he was sure, that given time he would find it once more. Sadly he would never get the chance.
It was not long before the disappearances began, and strange rumors began spreading through the city of off-worlders. The signs proved far too ominous for even he to ignore and he could do little but bemoan his increasing periods of house arrest; though he was not alone. The whole city seemed to retreat into itself as time passed. It was as if some kind of evil presence hovered over and pressed upon their fair city trying to choke even the colors of the flowers within the city's namesakes. One day he heard of the disappearance of the ruler and his apprentices, and then it all went wrong ever so quickly.
She came without warning, but all knew of her arrival. The tides of darkness were relentless and without end. In their darkest hour the city of light was without heroes and was consumed by the very shadows it had once stood against. It was on this day that Christopher Robin was lost to the world. No more than a scared little boy separated from his family and friends by the chaos, and easily overwhelmed by the shadows.
It was then, lost to the shadows as their frigid talons sought to tear him apart and consume him, that he found sanctuary. A soft light leading his way, a delicate melody easing his thoughts, and a soothing warmth filling him with life. It was here that he met the Eidolon of Light, the Jeweled-Beast known as Carbuncle. It first sought to console him and ease his worries and pains; he found peace embracing the azure spirit. With that done it explained to him fully what had occurred and what it had to offer.
A second chance at life, the power to fight back the tides of darkness which had taken him and so many others, and the ability to return to those he loved. All it asked for what to become its partner to join with it, and save the worlds...all of the worlds together. Banishing the darkness and healing the wounds it left behind through their merciful light.
Christopher Robin accepted and after a final embrace, he went into a deep slumber. One of the most peaceful ones he'd ever had since he ceased traveling to the Hundred Acre Woods. He dreamed of happier days along side a silly old bear, days filled with singing, laughter and honey; oblivious to the passing of the years.
The time of his slumber draws near its end now. What new world will the slumbering child wake to? To find out, all you must do is open the book, turn the page and let the adventure begin.
Special Defense (Immunity Flare (sight)): Level 1, Cost: 2cp
Special Movement (Cat-Like, Balanced, Light-Footed, Fast) Level 4, Cost: 8 cp
Tough: Level 3, Cost: 6cp
1)Photon Guard; Cost: 14 points
*Shield: Level 4 (Protectionx4), Cost: 20cp
*Photon Strike: Level 3 ( Muscle, Range 1 (10m)) 8cp Description: Basic attack, smacks target with his shield.
Magic: Level 3, Mp used 24/30; Cost 10
1)Weapon: Cost: 24cp,
*Photon Tackle: Level 4 (Spreading 2) 5mp Description: A sapphire corona encompass Chris before tackling his enemy; foes standing to close to his target may get hit by his corona upon impact as well.
*Photon Impact: Level 5 (incapacitating,Piercing, penetrating, Linked (Photon Tackle)) 14mp Description: Glows faintly before striking his opponent with a mighty blow, capable of breaking guards and has a chance to stun.
*Photon Fury: Level 3 (Auto-Fire, Equipment 1, Range 1(10m)) 4mp Description: Launches glowing shield at foe, causing it to strike the opponent multiple times like a buzzing hornet before returning.
Total Cp Cost:106
Ageism: Chris is just a little kid, so most people don't take him too seriously. Level 2, 4 cp.
Bakiri is excitable and curious. He is full of bubbly energy and possesses a mind that is greater than that of the vast majority of people. He is kind hearted to a fault and can’t stand to see anything that could be considered injustice. Never one to keep quiet, he says typically whatever is the first thing to come to mind. Which has gotten him into trouble occasionally. He is an optimist at the worst of times.
Element Lightning Eidolon: Ramuh
Weapon: Ion Glaive Description: Ion Glaive is a black-handled glaive twice as long as Bakiri is tall. The blade is yellow with a small hook in the back. Five rings are embedded in the back of the blade.
Bakiri was born to a loving pair of parents in the heart of Radiant Gardens. They loved him dearly and spent as much free time as they could with their little son. His mother spent her days at home, taking care of her son and his father, working to provide for his growing family. Life was good for three years. Then, one night, as they all lay sleeping in their beds, a person in a black mask set fire to the home and its inhabitants. By a mere stroke of luck, was Bakiri alone rescued from the blazing inferno. Bakiri was now alone in the world, a wee child in the vastness of existence.
Those in power saw fit to place the boy of three into an orphanage run by a kind woman named Terra. She had started the orphanage a time ago, taking in the children that had been lost, abandoned or made homeless by the cruelty of mankind. She took in Bakiri with the same love she gave all the children and helped him to grow and learn. And learn he did. She quickly discovered that the boy had an appetite for knowledge that was not quenched by what she could teach him of math, science and language.
And so it was that Bakiri grew in the orphanage and learned and was gifted with an intellect that far outstripped his years, a curiosity that led him to learn all he could about all he could and a height that… well, frankly he was tiny. By the time he was 6, he barely stood about two and a half feet tall, well below his peers. Bakiri was almost always happy, taking joy in everything that he engaged in. Two things he would not tolerate though, were people bullying other people and any reference to him being short. Those were the only things that riled up his temper. And it was quite the temper.
But his gifts led him to begin building things. Strange things, bizarre things, useful things and things that caught the notice of the man that would become his teacher.
Bakiri had begun the habit of digging through the trash and scrap-yards to find parts and objects that he used for his building projects fairly early on. Using the objects he managed to build a startling number of things during his time at the orphanage. One of the most infamous devices he built was a contraption that cut a hole in any wall and then placed a door in the hole. It was amazing how he managed to hide it and use it to escape repeatedly to go part hunting.
At one point during his stay at the orphanage, there was a quiet boy that came to stay for only a little while. He didn’t say much of anything at all and most of the other children avoided him, but Bakiri immediately attached himself to the new boy and took care of most of the quiet by himself. The boy apparently enjoyed Bakiri’s company as he followed Bakiri around and never asked him to leave him alone. The boy was fascinated by Bakiri’s work, watching and listening intently as Bakiri explained each device or trinket. For his friendship, Bakiri gave the boy a pristine lab coat and let him “work” as Bakiri’s “assistant.”
The boy left soon after arriving, being taken on as an apprentice to a man named Ansem. Bakiri realized he had never known the boy’s name and only thought to ask Terra as they stood on the doorstep and watched him and Ansem walk away. Terra told him the boy’s name was Ienzo. Bakiri never saw Ienzo again before the Darkness.
About the time the rumors of offworlders and strange creatures appearing in the town, Terra had gotten in contact with a man that had expressed an interest in Bakiri’s talents. He was a Gummi Ship engineer named Cid. Bakiri was adept at helping Cid with his work on several engines for the Gummi Ships that Cid his made his name on. However, Bakiri saw more use in adding magic into the engines than the strict use of technology that Cid adhered to. It was surprising to all when Bakiri was found using magic at all, he had never shown any skill at before, not that anyone ever really thought to test orphans for magical ability.
It was Bakiri’s day off from the workshop when the darkness came. He was digging through a refuse bin on the far side of town, he wasn’t even aware it was happening till the Darkness had set upon him. He was lost along with many others that day.
The Darkness for Bakiri was like a storm. It was violent and turbulent and it swirled around him to no end. Ramuh appeared and quieted the storm of darkness till it was nothing but a small, eddying current that was pushed away from the pair by a barrier of crackling lightning.
Ramuh talked to him softly and with the patience of all time. Bakiri didn't even know what had happened to him, but Ramuh explained it all as calmly as he could to the boy. Ramuh offered Bakiri a chance to restore not only his own heart, but the light that had been taken from all the worlds.
Bakiri readily accepted, eager to be gone from this place of darkness and shadows. But Ramuh told him he would have to be patient, a trait that the boy lacked, for the most part. Bakiri fell into a deep sleep, enjoying his dreams about the past and gazing into the speculative future.
But time passes as it always has and will. The time of dreaming is about to end and the boy about to wake. He knows not what he will find when he awakens, but it had to be better than the Darkness that has been his world for so long.
I'm prone to random bursts of writing and after i saw the video I just couldn't help myself, So i wrote an interactive intro anime cutscene that goes with the song, using making your character seem like the main character, since we're all our main characters in our lives. well here it is
Intro song before lyrics- overview of radiant garden, then camera pans in and begins rushing through the streets, highlighting us as we go about our lives. then zooms into the blue sky, Name of our Rp
Look up at the shining sky- screen is cut diagonally on the top left it shows christopher robin looking towards a group of clouds, on the bottom right you see Bakiri on a hill, a sketching while staring off into the distance.
you've been chasing the passing clouds- 3 quick screens flashing Palom watching a train go by, Allen watching his father make a buisness deal, and the one who's partnered with gilgamesh doing something related to him too, (Ill fill that one up when i know more bout him)
In the flow of time untold feelings are lost- theres complete darkness, our characters are only seen from the waist up, we're in a circle facing he camera and as it pans around our faces it shows a loved one who we had to leave behind.
embracing the heart is proof we're alive- the characters place their hands on their hearts and they begin to glow with their respective element color.
let the flame of life soar: We burst into elemental flames
Now!: it zooms into your character in particular who's looking down, then immediately looks at the camera with a determined face.
In these cycling eras there is one truth, one can know for sure- our characters are fighting off heartless while running forward, each of us using our attacks and jumping around everywhere.
An unwavering precious bond- as we continue fighting the area around our hearts begin to glow
the story of fate: as we finish off the last of the heartless we end up in a pose and our eidolons show up faded in the background watching over us.
the world is connected by vast kindness- our characters walking away from a village, the sunset to their backs, with the silhouettes of the villagers waving at them.
Unlimited dreams and hope is living ones own way- As they're walking they each smile and have an image of each of them doing something in particular shows for a second (Christopher laughing with his shield, baki making an explosion, Alen holding a bag of coins with a smirk, Gilga doing something, Palom stopping some bullies.
Let it take you to your future the camera rushes past them and the village, heading towards the sun, screen fades to black.
Well that's all for the rough draft, it ends at 1:34 which is short and good for most intro's the best part is that since each part of the song has similar lyrics but are still slightly diffrent, I will be trying to make a season 2 and season finally intro's with the rest of the song as the story progresses. Hope every one think's it's ok.
At 5'3 Alenbair was already showing the height his family prided themselves on, With messy dark brown hair and steel grey eyes if there's one thing you'll never catch him not wearing it's his jacket filled with pockets.
He's practical and efficient; always seeking how to make the most out of whatever situation he finds himself. He's not an optimist, but isn't willing to give up easily on a course of action so long as its benefits still out weigh its potential cost. He's not easily angered and can keep his cool in all but the worst situation, often commenting on the events of his life and those around him inorder to provide something akin to an outsiders perspective so that he can better think things through. At times he may seem detached or un interested, and in truth he can be quite bull headed once he's settled on something. he also becomes quite obssessive and boisterous once he finds something he adores.
Element Metal Eidolon: Yojimbo
Weapon: Gold deposit Description:This small leather pouch appaers innacous enough at first. However, within it lay a veritable sea of coins belonging to all manner of currency. As Yojimbo's envoy, Alenbair can call forth Yojimbo's great wealth and draw power from it. Wielding riches as a samurai would his blade. Background:
One of his strongest lessons was when a group of people showed up to his bank one day asking for a payment, Alenbair watched on as his father flatly refused to give them money, stating that at the moment their resources where tied, when Alen accused his father of being cruel the next day his father sat down and told him, "if you need exactly 100 dollars to save someones life, but on the way you find 5 people who ask you for money to buy good, would you give them the food, but leave the person to die? The next day his father revealed the brand new hospital that his bank had paid for and Alen understood.
There's no such thing as free lunch, These words had become his mantra, if he wasn't hanging out learning the business with his father, he would spend it with his fathers friend, scrooge mcduck where he dived, sometimes literally, into the world of money.although he did fairly well in class he knew his fate was to take over the family business, and he was ok with that, after all, who wouldn't want to take over the large banking system that helped keep radiant garden running?
that is, until the darkness arrived, as the darkness enveloped Alenbair he had one thought and one thought alone. "What good was all this for, when i cant even use this knowledge to save myself" It was then that in the darkness he found a blue flowered tree with silver bark, and a large man in a kimono with his dog, With a smile he stares at Alenbair and says "Starting price is 300,000 Munny..."
CV: 4, HP: 45, EP:60, SV:9 Total Cost:
burglary(Safe cracking) 1
Etiquette(Upper Class) 1
cultural arts(rare item apraisal) 1
domestic arts (home budgeting) 1
Stealth(Silent Movement) 1
forgery(paper documents) 1
performing arts(Public speech) 2
sleight of hand(pick pocket) 1
Armor (Homogenous) Level 5, Cost: 14 cp (when hit coins fall away from him, think kinda like sonic)
Item: Cost: 3cp Weapon: Cost: 6cp,
*Coin Toss: Level 2 (range 2) Description: Strikes enemies at a distance with coins
Jumping: Level 1, Cost: 2cp
ranged attack (money): Level 3 Cost: 9cp
Melee Defense (money): Level 2, Cost: 6cp
Ranged Defense (Personal): Level 2, Cost: 6cp
Special Movement (fast,balance,) level 1 Cost 4 cp
Tough: Level 2, Cost: 4cp
Magic: Level 3, 26/30mp used 15 cost Weapon: Cost: 26mp,
*Coin Spray: Level 3 (autofire, range 2), cost 11mp Description: Fires many coins in rapid succession at his foes.
*coin snipe: Level 3 (penetrating, piercing, range, accurate), cost: 5mp Description: a composed shot aimed at critical locations
*coin blast: Level 4 (spreading,) cost 5mp Description:throws coins forward in an arc, doing damage to enemies in a spread shot
*coin mine: Level 3 (trap, area, Range 2) Cost: 5mp Description:Lays a coin on the floor that explodes doing damage to every one around them.
Hello Zeonne. Me and the boys decided to sit down and have a chat about our characters over skype. We managed to make a lot of progress in character development and inter-character relations. Also bat-sh!t crazy happened. Posting here for your enjoyment and enlightenment.
It's a bit lengthy but enjoy.
I'm Xavier, and Rafael is Assurau.
[6:48:13 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Hello all
[6:48:17 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Everyone available.
[6:49:02 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Konichiwa
[6:50:08 PM] Durami/Jorge: Hello
[6:51:01 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Greetings and salutations gentlemen. I have brought you all together for an important purpose.
[6:51:55 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Mainly, to discuss any potential ties or relations our characters may have. Is anyone interested in knowing each other from before Malefecients attack?
[6:52:23 PM] Durami/Jorge: oh
[6:52:33 PM] Durami/Jorge: would Real be Bakiri?
[6:52:43 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Yes.
[6:55:23 PM] Xavier Hernandez: So?
[6:55:39 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Does everyone have the time/desire to discuss this?
[6:55:50 PM] Rafael Vazquez: i'm good
[6:57:12 PM] Real_Jacior: Erm... Hi
[6:57:28 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Sup Bakiri
[6:57:43 PM] Real_Jacior: Homework! And delicious food.
[6:57:53 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Itadakumas
[6:57:55 PM] Rafael Vazquez: u
[6:57:59 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *face palm* Well, I feel foolish.
[6:58:17 PM] Real_Jacior: Why do you feel foolish?
[6:58:26 PM] Durami/Jorge: yeah why o-o
[6:58:46 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Buen Provecho. I should've ask you of all people if you had the time to discuss this.
[6:58:58 PM] Durami/Jorge: I WAS in the middle of an epic boss fight :D
[6:59:04 PM] Xavier Hernandez: :/
[6:59:07 PM] Durami/Jorge: it's ok man
[6:59:08 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Whoops.
[6:59:10 PM] Durami/Jorge: I died for you :D
[6:59:10 PM] Durami/Jorge: FOR YOU
[6:59:12 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[6:59:19 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Thank...you?
[6:59:24 PM] Durami/Jorge: Im kidding, it kicked my butt, a mage shouldnt solo a 3 person boss
[6:59:29 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[6:59:48 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Depends on the kind of mage.
[7:00:21 PM] Durami/Jorge: yeah
[7:00:26 PM] Durami/Jorge: i just had to do better
[7:01:03 PM] Durami/Jorge: anyway
[7:01:09 PM] Durami/Jorge: hmm...WOULD alen know you guys
[7:01:11 PM] Durami/Jorge: good question...
[7:01:24 PM] Durami/Jorge: probably not bakiri =/
[7:01:41 PM] Xavier Hernandez: [6:42 PM] Xavier Hernandez:
<<< Actually out of all of us you and Allen have the highest chances of having met the others. Bakiri use to run around all over the town, and according to you his crazy experiments had away of getting out of hand from time to time. Wouldn't have been surprised if he became a local legend among the kids, or one of the others got roped into helping him with one of his experiments.
Allen may have met some of the others, though only through school or due to buissiness their parents may have had with his.
Chris and Palom are the most ellusive.
Chris went to a private school, and was mostly kept at home or with family friends and/or their children. Meaning that he's likely to know Allen through his parents. Extraordinary circumstances not withstanding.
Palom was home schooled for most his life, but may have run into one of us during one of his daring escapes/adventures. Meaning he may have met Bakiri back in the dy
[7:02:21 PM] Durami/Jorge: that's what i was thinking about
[7:02:30 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Addendum: Chris and Allen my have gone to the same private school.
[7:03:01 PM] Durami/Jorge: Sounds legit
[7:03:02 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Thoughts, opinons, suggestions?
[7:03:07 PM] Durami/Jorge: im sure my dad would have put me through a private schooling
[7:03:15 PM] Durami/Jorge: I'm your senior though
[7:03:21 PM] Durami/Jorge: so we probably wouldnt have interacted much...
[7:03:44 PM] Durami/Jorge: like
[7:03:48 PM] Durami/Jorge: or are we in the same grade
[7:03:53 PM] Durami/Jorge: did chris skip a few?
[7:05:00 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Well, Chris is int 3, the avarage for a teenager (not a child) is two. So he may have. Though don't forget about special extracurricular activities, like tutoring, games and other such things.
[7:06:26 PM] Durami/Jorge: you think christopher would like monopoly?
[7:06:33 PM] Durami/Jorge: AHA!
[7:06:36 PM] Durami/Jorge: board game club
[7:06:44 PM] Durami/Jorge: both you and me are from a board games club :D
[7:06:56 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (^_^);
[7:06:58 PM] Durami/Jorge: chess, checkers, Monopoly?
[7:07:20 PM] Durami/Jorge: chess is great for sharpening the strategic mind, my dad would have wanted me to try that type of stuff
[7:07:35 PM] Real_Jacior: Board game club! XD
[7:08:12 PM] Durami/Jorge: do you think chris robin would like board games?
[7:08:42 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Yes. Yes he would. Though he'd probably favor games like CLue over monopoly and the like.
[7:08:58 PM] Durami/Jorge: those would be fun too
[7:09:19 PM] Durami/Jorge: well, we know how we know each other.
[7:09:30 PM] Durami/Jorge: My family does alot of stuff for charity...
[7:09:45 PM] Durami/Jorge: (lowers the taxes and stuff :D)
[7:09:47 PM] Durami/Jorge: so...
[7:10:03 PM] Durami/Jorge: maybe I've SEEN bakiri, or he did something insane, during one of My dads donation stuff?
[7:10:20 PM] Durami/Jorge: like he came with a big check to an orphangae for some publicity and X?
[7:10:29 PM] Real_Jacior: I do make things explode on a semi-regular basis...
[7:10:31 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Mijo; his experiments. You may have been one of his suppliers.
[7:10:40 PM] Rafael Vazquez: I think it's safw to say we all have atleast heard of bakiri's messes
[7:10:41 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Slash frequent audience member.
[7:10:46 PM] Real_Jacior: XD
[7:10:57 PM] Durami/Jorge: lol yeah much more likely XD..
[7:12:19 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (Bakiri+Palom)xToomuchfreetime-Parentalsupervision=ADVENTURE!!!!!!!!
[7:12:26 PM] Rafael Vazquez: lol
[7:12:42 PM] Rafael Vazquez: perhaps bakiri had me road test his contraptions
[7:13:13 PM] Real_Jacior: That's not safe at all! But likely, after all, Bakiri wouldn't want to hurt himself...
[7:13:53 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Yeah; other wise who would repair the prototype!
[7:14:36 PM] Durami/Jorge: hm so this is good, so it's Robin>><<ALen>><<Baki>><<Palom>><<Robin?
[7:14:50 PM] Durami/Jorge: we
[7:15:05 PM] Durami/Jorge: would alll know at least two of each other and not know a third =P AND THENT HERES THAT BLAIDHASDHSAJDAGSD GILGAMESH GUY
[7:15:07 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[7:15:31 PM] Xavier Hernandez: You really aren't pleased by the fact we know jack about him do you?
[7:15:39 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *are you
[7:16:00 PM] Real_Jacior: I'm not either. It makes me suspicious!
[7:16:06 PM] Durami/Jorge: Unknown factors create fluctuations in the desired result =(.
[7:16:16 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Palom and Chris may have met while book hunting.
[7:16:22 PM] Durami/Jorge: which make my anime intro a little less precise!
[7:16:39 PM] Xavier Hernandez: No worries; you should have your data soon.
[7:19:49 PM] Rafael Vazquez: what do you guys think will be his deal?
[7:20:37 PM] Xavier Hernandez: It's gilgamesh, so probably a frontline fighter.
[7:21:19 PM] Real_Jacior: I am hoping for a swordsman
[7:21:47 PM] Rafael Vazquez: yeah but what element? i mean allen is metal, and i'm pretty sure Gilgamesh was untyped
[7:22:18 PM] Real_Jacior: Maybe no type. Is that an option? Possibly... air maybe? I dunno.
[7:22:30 PM] Durami/Jorge: GuTS element
[7:22:39 PM] Durami/Jorge: hm
[7:22:49 PM] Durami/Jorge: he might be some weird "space time element"
[7:23:16 PM] Durami/Jorge: and focus on his curse of teleporting throug places to be some type of awesome space time samurai?
[7:23:29 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Dave?
[7:24:03 PM] Durami/Jorge: Something like that..
[7:24:03 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[7:24:18 PM] Durami/Jorge: thing Portal
[7:24:22 PM] Durami/Jorge: but with a katana
[7:24:23 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[7:26:54 PM] Durami/Jorge: I dont know bout you guys but im still trying to work on alens personality XD
[7:27:21 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Pero, you already posted his sheet?
[7:27:27 PM] Durami/Jorge: I did of course
[7:27:30 PM] Durami/Jorge: and that's the gist of it
[7:27:33 PM] Durami/Jorge: pero like,
[7:27:40 PM] Durami/Jorge: the little things
[7:27:41 PM] Durami/Jorge: those extra details
[7:27:47 PM] Real_Jacior: Doesn't mean he knows every little aspect.
[7:28:29 PM] Durami/Jorge: plus, i've learned by now that what i think he's going to be doesent neccesarily mean he will endup that way after a few sessions XD
[7:29:53 PM] Xavier Hernandez: That does tend to happen
[7:31:04 PM] Real_Jacior: Yeah, I notice that myself.
[7:33:01 PM] Durami/Jorge: looking forward
[7:33:07 PM] Durami/Jorge: to the thing
[7:33:16 PM] Durami/Jorge: I hope gila posts his info
[7:33:27 PM] Durami/Jorge: sometime before the IC comes out
[7:37:00 PM] Real_Jacior: I hope so as well
[7:38:56 PM] Real_Jacior: So, what is the biggest momment in everyone's lives?
[7:39:12 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Finfing Solomon's ring
[7:39:19 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Meeting and Losing Pooh's book.
[7:40:44 PM] Durami/Jorge: Having my father teach me that sometimes things might seem cruel, but you when you pan out and see the bigger picture, you find that somethings just need to be done.
[7:42:06 PM] Real_Jacior: When I got apprenticed under Cid and helped with my first Gummy Engine.
[7:43:18 PM] Durami/Jorge: Ohhh important
[7:43:39 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Like any good group of PCs I suggest we Jack that ride.
[7:43:48 PM] Xavier Hernandez: :P
[7:43:50 PM] Durami/Jorge: AXD
[7:43:53 PM] Durami/Jorge: hm
[7:44:05 PM] Durami/Jorge: any one have any person their chars are smitten with before the sries?
[7:44:21 PM] Durami/Jorge: any Kairi's hanging around?
[7:44:24 PM] Durami/Jorge: =P
[7:44:26 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Porom?
[7:44:48 PM] Rafael Vazquez: STAY AWAY FROM MY SISTER!!!!
[7:45:15 PM] Xavier Hernandez: But you don't want to have anything to do with her?
[7:45:21 PM] Durami/Jorge: OOOOO
[7:45:25 PM] Durami/Jorge: I liked that reaction
[7:45:31 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Umm. ewe
[7:45:36 PM] Durami/Jorge: Alen will now tease porom about his sister being cute
[7:45:43 PM] Durami/Jorge: cause that seems like something he would do from time tot ime
[7:45:46 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[7:45:48 PM] Xavier Hernandez: :$
[7:46:10 PM] Durami/Jorge: WELL
[7:46:16 PM] Durami/Jorge: some small confusion here
[7:46:20 PM] Xavier Hernandez: ?
[7:46:25 PM] Durami/Jorge: Does christopher like his sister?
[7:46:30 PM] Xavier Hernandez: ...
[7:46:39 PM] Xavier Hernandez: ...
[7:46:58 PM] Xavier Hernandez: >.>
[7:47:06 PM] Durami/Jorge: OH
[7:47:09 PM] Durami/Jorge: ALEN IS GOING
[7:47:10 PM] Durami/Jorge: TO
[7:47:11 PM] Durami/Jorge: LOVE
[7:47:12 PM] Durami/Jorge: THIS
[7:47:13 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[7:47:42 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (o~o) Don't say a word.
[7:48:00 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (shake) Please
[7:48:15 PM] Durami/Jorge: You can count on me robin, my lips are as sealed as my wallet, -pulls out a dollar and puts it into a machine.
[7:48:27 PM] Xavier Hernandez: :/
[7:48:35 PM] Rafael Vazquez: CHRISTOPHER ROBIN, YOU ARE A DEAD MAN!!
[7:48:56 PM] Xavier Hernandez: AH!!!! Protect!!! *forcefields self*
I can explain'
[7:49:54 PM] Real_Jacior: Erm... Assuming your sister comes back when we do (dunno how that works), would she not be... What, 9 years older than you? Cid managed to rescue a lot of (children at least) people.
[7:50:09 PM] Durami/Jorge: oooo true!
[7:50:13 PM] Durami/Jorge: unless she was lost in the darkness
[7:50:24 PM] Durami/Jorge: ah, that whole time thing would be some hassel.
[7:50:33 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Moh, She's gonna lord that over me untill the day i die
[7:51:03 PM] Real_Jacior: I think she'd settle for having her (now little) brother back. :)
[7:51:16 PM] Durami/Jorge: she'd be a grown woman
[7:51:46 PM] Real_Jacior: What, you can't miss your little brother whom you thought lost to darkness forever?
[7:51:57 PM] Durami/Jorge: No no i mean
[7:52:00 PM] Durami/Jorge: thinking about christopher XD
[7:52:03 PM] Durami/Jorge: robin
[7:53:15 PM] Xavier Hernandez: >.>
[lowvoice]This is going to be awkwards[/lowvoice]
[7:53:32 PM] Rafael Vazquez: as it should
[7:53:34 PM] Real_Jacior: ... XD
[7:54:17 PM] Durami/Jorge: the truama our characters might have....
[7:54:29 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Hi Porom. Sorry about standing you up for the dance. I've been trapped in an alternate dimention for the past nine years. So are you free on friday. :D
[7:54:52 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *No Face*
[7:55:29 PM] Durami/Jorge: 9 years is a long ass time...
[7:55:44 PM] Real_Jacior: It really is.
[7:55:48 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (low voice, grabbing Miasma Switch) Christopher Robin, Im it. Start running
[7:55:50 PM] Durami/Jorge: more than half our characers lives...
[7:55:59 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Meep
[7:56:08 PM] Durami/Jorge: O_O
[7:56:14 PM] Durami/Jorge: why did i have the odd urge
[7:56:26 PM] Xavier Hernandez: I DON'T WANNA RIDE THE TRAIN YET!!!
[7:56:28 PM] Durami/Jorge: to have my Gold deposite be capable of pulling out cups of coffee on demand...
[7:56:41 PM] Durami/Jorge: and always pull out cups at random moments.
[7:56:45 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD...
[7:56:48 PM] Durami/Jorge: NO
[7:56:49 PM] Durami/Jorge: YES
[7:56:50 PM] Durami/Jorge: YES
[7:56:52 PM] Durami/Jorge: TEA
[7:56:56 PM] Xavier Hernandez: NO
[7:56:58 PM] Xavier Hernandez: NO
[7:57:00 PM] Xavier Hernandez: NO
[7:57:00 PM] Durami/Jorge: yojimbo would SURELY have tea
[7:57:01 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD
[7:57:05 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Only with a monkey
[7:57:06 PM] Durami/Jorge: fine fine XD
[7:57:49 PM] Real_Jacior: RUN CHRIS! RUN! *nudges Alen* I bet he catches Chris pretty fast.
Oh god. Randomly pulling out a china tea cup and drinking tea. Oh god.
[7:58:04 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Too bad, Chris cause it is your....
LAST CALL!!! (Train Horn sounds of in the distance)
[7:58:20 PM] Durami/Jorge: -spit take- OH GOD HE SAID IT
[7:58:24 PM] Durami/Jorge: HE SAID IT DANG IT
[7:58:35 PM] Durami/Jorge: -my debt with yojimbo goes up 100 Munny
[7:58:41 PM] Durami/Jorge: How did he know...
[7:59:24 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *Activates repulsion field* Auto launches Palom over the Horizon*
*huddles down**raises shield**Mainfests yellow barrier akin to a construction workers hard cap*
[7:59:49 PM] Xavier Hernandez: [Muffled]Is he gone?[/muffled]
[8:00:56 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (In side the hard hat), unearthly voice ) NO!! LAST CALL FOR CHRISTOPER ROBIN (Train engine picking up speed inside)
[8:01:11 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *lowers shield*
[8:01:19 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *stands up*
[8:01:32 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *looks at Palom*
[8:01:41 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *reaches into pocket*
[8:01:42 PM] Real_Jacior: You wouldn't have anything besides coffee in there, would you?
[8:02:04 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Well, here's my ticket.
[8:02:26 PM] Durami/Jorge: ...you know this coffee costs me 4 munny per pop.
[8:02:32 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *hands Palom something wrapped in a hankerchief, and starts walking away slowly*
[8:02:52 PM] Rafael Vazquez: *open hankerchief*
[8:03:10 PM] Real_Jacior: I don't like coffee, it's too bitter.
[8:03:33 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *Reveals Porom's pink teddy bear panties*
If he looks up, Chris is long gone.
[8:04:03 PM] Durami/Jorge: -puts hand into bag, pulls out some pop, soda?
[8:04:44 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (Voice of death himslef comming from palom) URUSENAI!!!!!!!!!!!!! (jump on top of the now material DT and begin to chase Chris)
[8:05:26 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *Cue the teleportation and train based Billy Hill chase scene, music included and portals*
[8:06:23 PM] Real_Jacior: Please! *watches the bizarreness* This is actually quite entertaining...
[8:06:35 PM] Xavier Hernandez: I REGRET NOTHING!!!
[8:06:45 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Except getting caught.
[8:06:51 PM] Xavier Hernandez: That kinda sucked.
[8:07:34 PM] Durami/Jorge: -holding video camera- we'll im hoping so, Im going to be trying to sell this to yo for the price of the soda.
[8:08:07 PM] Rafael Vazquez: You pull this again, Chris, and i swear I will make you explore the inside of DT's furnace
[8:08:33 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Would this be a bad time to ask if you could hand Porom her bra back for me?
[8:08:51 PM] Real_Jacior: ... What? I'll pay you back for the soda, if it's that big of a deal.
[8:09:48 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (Stuff starts to decay as miasma flows out of Palom) Guess who's exploring a furnace right now?
[8:10:04 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (n_n); Hehe, I guess not huh?
[8:10:34 PM] Xavier Hernandez: WARP!!!!*vanishes in bright flash of light*
[8:10:47 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *in an unrelated note, ALlen's bag feels slightly heavier*
[8:11:13 PM] Durami/Jorge: Naw it's not a biggy man, that's for a friend, I have plans for the video.
[8:12:37 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (goes to Allen and put his hand in the bag. The foulest scent emanates from the inside.) Tag. You're it, Chriss
[8:13:43 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Don't wanna! *yells Chris from nearby mountain*
(I did say unrelated)
[8:14:05 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Sorry Allen.
[8:14:14 PM] Xavier Hernandez: This is why we can't have nice things.
[8:14:35 PM] Real_Jacior: What kind of plans?
[8:14:48 PM] Rafael Vazquez: If you will, excuse me. (Points to Chris' actual location) Bioga!
[8:15:03 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *Thus blasting apart his own shorts*
[8:15:15 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *Take that as you will*
[8:15:19 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (imune)
[8:15:29 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Your ego is not.
[8:15:36 PM] Xavier Hernandez: And neither is your BO
[8:16:13 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (Memo to self:Learn proper brittish)
[8:16:30 PM] Real_Jacior: So, I built a thing that gathers all the loose munny in a 4 mile radius, want to test it out for me?
[8:16:37 PM] Durami/Jorge: YES
[8:17:32 PM] Real_Jacior: I thought so. I am going to go stand WAAAAAAY over there *points to the end of the street* Push the button when you're ready. *dashes away*
[8:18:03 PM] Xavier Hernandez: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!
[8:18:15 PM] Durami/Jorge: -pushes button the moment he gets the mahine without waiting for him to get far away enough-
[8:18:18 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *flies backwards pants first into the machine*
[8:18:48 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *Loud Tearing noise followed by Chris falling to the floor*
[8:18:58 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *part of his trousers are missing*
[8:19:12 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *groans in pain*
[8:19:32 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (Palom returning from DT with new pants on, Smacks Chris in the head)
[8:19:38 PM] Real_Jacior: *the machie explodes into a thousand little bits, sending people flying* Ok! That is not a power source for that...
[8:20:05 PM] Xavier Hernandez: I'm ookay...
[8:20:23 PM] Durami/Jorge: -layer of money is covering alen but he remains visibly shaken-
[8:20:39 PM] Durami/Jorge: if any of that money is no longer usuable it's coming out of my pay...
[8:20:48 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Does every thing you make have to explode. (phased throiugh floor)
[8:22:24 PM] Durami/Jorge: alen begins to laugh, Honestly i wheres the fun if that were to not be the case! also Look on the bright side, you know chris has good character, stiff upper lip and all that, Better him than some random smhuck
[8:22:24 PM] Durami/Jorge: hahahha
[8:22:38 PM] Durami/Jorge: -alen laughs and grabs every one by the neck with his arms into a big laugh hug-
[8:22:51 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Ow, ow, ow, ow.
[8:23:16 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (sighs)Whatever
[8:23:17 PM] Real_Jacior: Not everything explodes! Mostly they don't... Sometimes. *sheepish smile*
[8:23:54 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *visibly concerned*
[8:25:17 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *turns to Palom*
[8:25:31 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Like that rocket assited skateboard you had me test
[8:25:33 PM] Xavier Hernandez: You ..may want to change the toilet paper on the train.
[8:25:39 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Just a suggestion.
[8:26:21 PM] Real_Jacior: Hey! The skateboard worked untilt he engine stopped...
[8:26:35 PM] Durami/Jorge: 2-3 seconds?
[8:26:42 PM] Xavier Hernandez: It was a marvelous heat source though.
[8:26:45 PM] Rafael Vazquez: I was in traction for a day
[8:26:46 PM] Real_Jacior: 6 actually! A new record!
[8:27:52 PM] Durami/Jorge: XD you know what sucks
[8:28:01 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Palom's sense of humor?
[8:28:01 PM] Durami/Jorge: sorry that was OC
[8:28:07 PM] Durami/Jorge: and yes
[8:28:08 PM] Durami/Jorge: but
[8:28:29 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (smack Chris and allen at the backside of their heads)
[8:28:30 PM] Xavier Hernandez: :/
[8:28:33 PM] Durami/Jorge: (OC: wow if Giga's char doesent haver a sense of humour he's screwed in our party)
[8:28:44 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (*nods*)
[8:28:51 PM] Real_Jacior: (Quite)
[8:29:06 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (This is a KH rp. Humor is a required travel need)
[8:29:43 PM] Durami/Jorge: (we haven't nearly talked about friendship enough, We need to have at LEAST one speech about friendship per world. at least.)
[8:31:10 PM] Real_Jacior: (I predict Chris making the sspeeches)
[8:32:00 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (i second that statement)
[8:32:16 PM] Durami/Jorge: (told you Xavi)
[8:35:43 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Palom my friend fear not. For I Christopher Robin swear to aide you in the search of your sister. As your brothers in arms we shall search high and low; our bond shall shall transcend the bonds of time itself! Together we shall pierce the heavens themselves if necesarry. FOr we faithful few stand together as beacons of light against the waves of darkness.
By ourselves our flaws and fears drag us down, but together we are unstopable. I ask you all to join your light with mine so that we may banish the tide of darkness, and through our efforts not only banish the darkness from our world, but from all the worlds! Mending the scars they've cause and ensuring none may suffer what we have.
So what do you say my comrades, my brothers, my friends? Will you take my hand and march together to hell itself and smite the devil where he stands once and for all. Shall you join me now and forever as the Knights of the Kingdom of Hearts?
[8:36:35 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (Give me a bit mroe time and I'm sure I can work frienship and team work in there atleast twelve more times)
[8:36:40 PM] Durami/Jorge: +100 munny shows up over Alens head- Hah, knew it.
[8:36:44 PM] Rafael Vazquez: that was disgutingly corny, even for you Chris
[8:37:06 PM] Durami/Jorge: -coughs-, wel what was it that they said in that book i had to read once.
[8:37:23 PM] Durami/Jorge: -places hand on Chris shoulders, You have my Bag of money.
[8:38:32 PM] Xavier Hernandez: (oh right)
*Dramatic pose and hand gestures during speach with appropriatte theme song playing in the background*
[8:38:34 PM] Real_Jacior: ((I wish I knew Lord of the rings better... Or at all really))
[8:39:05 PM] Durami/Jorge: (it's easy just stand next to him and say and my "weapon"
[8:39:08 PM] Durami/Jorge: =P
[8:39:21 PM] Real_Jacior: And my glaive! *Dramatic pose*
[8:39:23 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (Shakes his head at the spectacle) This is why we cant take you anywhere
[8:39:46 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *puppy dog eyes at Palom*
[8:40:14 PM] Rafael Vazquez: Still I guess you have us as well (pointing to DT, who blasts his horn)
[8:40:25 PM] Durami/Jorge: gives him a smirk ,his left eye closed as he leans in paloms direction.
[8:40:31 PM] Xavier Hernandez: *Cue shonen action hero friendship based power up sequence*
[8:43:23 PM] Xavier Hernandez: Finisher ROle Call
Chorus: TETRAFANG!!!! *Cue multi colored overblown and over powered team attack*
[8:44:34 PM] Real_Jacior: Oh my goodness
[8:44:57 PM] Real_Jacior: ((Are we ready for that kind of power?))
[8:45:21 PM] Rafael Vazquez: (no... no we are not, but were still getting it anyways)
[8:45:32 PM] Real_Jacior: (Ok!)
Personality: Lexin is a friendly young man with a knack for making people feel at ease around him. He takes life one step at a time and tends to not plan ahead unless he has to. His greatest weakness is that his desire to achieve his goals can sometimes circumvents his common sense. When it comes to rare weapons or his swordsmanship, his ambition and pride take precedence. Despite his flaws, Lexin has a big heart and is the loyalest of friends, even if he is a bit foolish at times. His demeanor changes greatly in combat situations, though he has yet to see another heartless since his ordeal, so these changes will be new to him as well.
Weapon: Mastermune and Lionclaw Eidolon: Gilgamesh Element:Wind
Lexin Bishop is the proud son of Gregor Bishop, the owner of Bishop's weapon emporium. When Lexin was as young as three years old, he began to help his father in his workshop, against his parents wishes at the beginning. Soon his parents realized that there was no stopping Lexin's ambition and Gregor began to teach his son the art of metalworking. Lexin learned to make everything from a chain shirt to a glaive and everything in between. In addition to being a world renown weapon smith, his father was a legendary swordsman and because of this, Lexin was taught the way of the sword. He learned that there was much more to swinging a sword than just technique, it was also about the spirit of the sword and the swordsman. "A sword is only as good as the man who made it." This saying was heard all too often by Lexin and he took it to heart, better swords came from determination and passion, not just the ability to swing a hammer. When Lexin came to the age of 16, he decided to collect the swords of legends he had only read about in books and all other unique and powerful swords, he would become a master of swords. This was the day that Maleficent took his world from him, along with his parents. As he left his home and wave goodbye to his parents, a dark cloud approached along the ground from the hills outside of town. He pointed them out and his father looked, then immediately looked back to Lexin in horror,
"Run! Take your mother and run the castle, surely it will be safe!"
Lexin did as he was told and as he and his mother dodged the dark demons, he couldn't help but think back to his father, if these creatures were indeed this terrifying, he would need Lexin's help. Lexin turned to tell his mother to keep going as he noticed she was already holding he side, a chunk of flesh missing from her side, she had been barely keeping up, she smiled at him.
"Go, your father needs you, I will make it to Merlin’s, I'm sure he'll fix me
Lexin grimaced as he accepted what he knew was a lie and bolted for his home. When he arrived, there were a surprising number of dark creatures around his home....why HIS home? He charged through the front door of the armory to grab a weapon only to find his father fighting with the most amazing sword he had ever seen, but he knew it's name, Excalibur. Lexin shook his awe away as he grabbed a sword and began to strike the creatures, though nothing he did seemed to phase them, why could his father kill them but he couldn't? As they swarmed him, knowing he could do nothing to them, the group in front of him disappeared in a flash as his father landed where they had once been, looking at him, scared and tired...they were going to die and they both knew it.
"You...were supposed to be with your mother....damn!...how did this happen? I'm not going tell you again...leave....NO....ugh..."
Lexin screamed in terror as a silver blade appeared through his father's stomach. Garnetta was standing behind his father with a malicious smile, holding the sword that had just slayed him. She snatched Excalibur with a look of triumph as his father fell to the ground. The creatures then looked at them with their yellow, cold eyes....they were next. Garnetta fought back against the creatures now latching on to her, but to no avail, the sword had no effect on them. Lexin fought against the waves of demons, he was going to take her life before they did, he would make her pay, even if it cost him his life.
"NO!!! You will die by my hand! Urgh!....Get off her...she's mine!"
His teeth gritted he took the sword from her mostly limp body being held up by the creatures covering her body and raised it, but before he could deal the final blow, he was consumed by the swarm as well. He fell forward, his hand grasping the Excalibur,
if only it had been sooner...damn...
His vision darkened as he felt his mind slipping away.
He suddenly heard a voice which startled him awake, as if he had merely fallen asleep. He sat up to find himself on a hill overlooking Radiant garden as it was being taken over, he tried to stand up to run back, but his legs had stopped working, in fact it was like his whole body wasn't even attached to him anymore. A man clad in armor and wearing a startling collection of swords on his back kneeled down in front of him.
"heh heh you got a lot closer than I ever did to that damn sword....tell you
what, you help me get those rare swords your after, and I'll give you a shot at revenge."
Revenge...the thought hadn't recurred since he was sure he had died, but then there it was again, that burning desire to save his loved ones and make whoever was responsible pay and then there was Garnetta...he almost forgot about the heartless when he thought of her. He gave the man a fierce look of determination and a big smile before he faded once again.
"You got it! I might have to keep a few though, I don't like competition. Heheh..oh...."
Level Points Attributes Cost 99 Combat Technique (Weapons Encyclopedia, Lightning Reflexes, Multiple Targets, Precise Aim, Blind Fighting, Judge Opponent, Hard boiled, Two Weapons 2x, Critical Strike, Dead Eye) Level 11, Cost 22 Melee Attack (Swords) Level 3, Cost 9 Melee Defense (Swords) Level 3, Cost 9 Ranged Defense (Personal) Level 2, Cost 6 Extra Defenses Level 1, Cost 5 Armor (Homogenous) Level 5, Cost 14 Tough Level 2, Cost 4 Heightened Awareness Level 1, Cost 2 Jumping Level 1, Cost 2 Extra Energy Level 1, Cost 2 Special Movement (Fast, Zen Direction) Level 2, Cost 4 Massive Damage (Swords) Level 1, Cost 4 Item: Cost 8 Mastermune(Masamune knock-off, white wrapping around the hilt instead of black, Nodachi): 4cp
Weapon Rank 3 (Penetrating 1, Reach) Lionclaw (Lionheart knock-off, Red blade instead of blue, Gunblade): 4cp
Weapon Rank 3 Weapon: Level 2,"Trigger Slash" (Linked (Lionclaw) Ammo 1(6shots)) Cost 2 Magic Level 2, Cost 15 (MP 22/30) Peerless Sword (Weapon 4, Accurate 1, Penetrating 1) 5MP Description: Lexin moves at high speed and slashes through his opponent instantly. Void of the End (Weapon 3, Spreading 2) 4MP Description: Lexin makes a slash that creates a small vacuum which explodes after it rapidly collapses. Endless Torment (Weapon 5, Autofire) 13MP Description: Lexin unleashes a flurry of thrusts and slashes targeting all of the points on the body seemingly at once. Imperfect Defense(Armor 4) 8MP Description: Translucent, red samurai armor appears on Lexin, offering him additional protection for a limited time.
Nemesis -3: Garnetta Grey, there's a name that will put a frown on even Lexin's face. Rival sword collector, exgirlfriend from Radiant Garden, malicious swordsman. Garnetta and Lexin have been literally fighting over rare swords since Lexin was 11. This was the main reason behind Lexin leaving on his quest. Now Lexin has sworn vengence against her for the life of his father.
Marked -2: Lexin has a tatoo of a golden sun and is on the left side of his neck. He was told to try to keep it concealed, hence the scarf. This is actually his family crest, though he does not know what that really means yet.
Less Capable -1: Mind-minor (common sense)
Recurring Nightmares -1: Lexin dreams of the attack on Radiant Garden, particularly the death of his father.
Total CP Used: 250/250
Game systems played:
D&D Modern, 3.5 and 4.0
Mutants and Mastminds
Game Systems I've GMed:
D&D 3.5 and 4.0
You have thirteen combat techniques. My suggestion, get rid of Brutal. I doubt you'll be punching anything if your swordsmen. Which reminds me, Assaru, Palom has one too many Combat techniques as well. Though, you can keep'em if you want, your point cost is a little off.
Then on to your items. Mastermune is correct but Lionclaw, should cost 5 CP. 6 CP for the master attack, 2 for the linked attack. Then, of course, those get halved for them being an item. So...
While the cost was almost correct, your math was wrong it should've been 95 with the numbers presented.
Altogether, 130 + 21 + 98 = 249 - 3 = 246. While you say you have a nemesis, there was no mention of her in your background when there really seem like there should be. Then, she has a few options of a surviving the ordeal with Maleficent.
From your background the obvious relation is Allen; you two are in the same age category and both your parents were merchants. This is not mentioning the fact that both of you are the heirs to your corresponding family businesses So you two probably know each other from school or through your parents business dealings; and given your personalities you two could've been good friends.
There's always knowing Bakiri through his weird ass experiments.
Palom my have visited your fathers admire the craftmenship of his weapons, you two share a love for legendary heroes; though his is focused more on the adventures they had, while you are more interested in their legendary weapons.
As for Chris, its unlikely...assuming we weren't neighbors or our parents were old friends. If so that would make Chris that lonely kid that used to follow you around when you were younger, whom you may have babysat once or twice, or that little kid you've known since forever because you live close or our parents hang out often and bring us along; making them develop a brotherly relationship, with him as the "older brother" who keeps an eye on him and makes sure the other kinds don't mess with him and may provide occasional advice or help.
What do you think?
Also Zeone, Toad, if you guys want send me your skype handles and I'll send you guys invites so the whole group can chat.