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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\"         Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| "Get up." He extended his hand to John in a cordial fashion, with the same stoic look in his eyes as always, the bright orange cherry of his cigarette lighting up his face. It wasn't like him to be so helpful, but something nagged at his mind.
"You're going to be alright, now come on, get up." It was at that point he heard someone calling John's name; a woman. Hopefully, a friendly source of help. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| "Well, that was weird..." he mumbled as he saw John pounce off into the darkness, and he turned towards the newcomers, slowly puffing his Pall Mall. His lazy gaze turned towards them.
"Friends of his, I imagine?" |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He sneered at her impetuousness, and simply pulled out another and lit it.
"Keep it." As he exhaled the smoke, his eyes glinted from person to person. "I was just passing though, when he was collapsed here, quivering like a dog or something. I gave him my hand, helped him up, and he said something like, 'I can't let her see me like this', and leaped off like a tiger, or some shit." He looked a bit bored, but stuck around, since this wasn't an everyday occurrence. "You guys are from the high school, aren't you?" |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He sighed. What the hell was he getting himself into? Why was he doing this? There's something there he didn't understand.
"Alright, fine. If you need a little help, or something..." He couldn't believe his own ears. "I'll pitch in and... do what I can, alright?" He put a hand on Kate's shoulder, and tried to get out a smile. "Now, let's go find your friend, alright?" |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He was in the process of taking his hoodie off his arms, but seeing as how this other guy beat him to the punch, he started to put it back on. *She's kinda cute. What the hell.*
"This'll probably be warmer than leather. Go ahead," he offered. He nodded at every word, taking it all in, until the other kid said something about the hallway. "What hallway? What happened?" he asked, with a bit of cautious intensity. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| Oh, wonderful. I see I'm among my own kind. The kind like that young man over there! I suppose I'll make my presence known now.
Evan shuddered as he heard a voice. "Who's there?! You- Uh...." He was onset by a few bewildered looks. "There... There was someone talking right now about his presence being made known... right?" I am Teron. And I am the darkness that dwells in your soul! You know you hate mankind, right? I guess I'm the manifestation of that in your heart of hearts! So good to finally have you hear me. "...There's voices in my head... What the fuck! Am I going batshit here, or something?!" He cried out as he exhaled smoke, completely forgetting about Cody's 'gargoyle' statement or Kate's raving. (Last edited by Raoh on 04-14-09 02:41 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He was irritated and scared at this point, and the dam burst, and he lashed out.
"My patience is reaching its limit. Now, one of you: Tell me what the fuck is going on! Why am I hearing voices, what the fuck is a gargoyle, and why are you calling him a wolf?! Give me some fucking answers, asshole!" His lip quivered with fury and anxiety. Clearly, the young man in front of him knew more than anyone, and if anyone would give him an answer, it would be him. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He winced. "Why not rough that putz up a little? He's holding out on you! He knows things, you know, and he's much like you, you know."
Grabbing Cody by the collar, he pulled him towards him, and glared. "Tell me what's going on. Now." He narrowed his eyes, but still intended to tag along with the girl, since he could use a lift after this ordeal, and she still had his sweatshirt. (Last edited by Raoh on 04-14-09 03:05 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| Completely frustrated, he beckoned to Kate. Another interruption. "Hold it."
He was intent on getting at least one answer. "Listen, you weird-talkin' douche. I'm leaving here now, but I want one answer. What is with this voice in my head? I want an answer, slick. Right now. I don't give a damn who this other person is here. Answer me!" he demanded out of Cody. He wasn't going to leave without getting at least this straightened out. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| He backed down off Cody, and relaxed a bit. "I don't know what you mean. My soul has a life all of its own or something?" he asked as he and Cody walked to Kate and her car.
"Don't be afraid of me. I'm a rather nice guy, once you get to know me..." Uneasy again, he tried to ignore it. "There it goes again. What the hell does this all mean?" |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| "You know where Woodfield Avenue is? Just off of the main boulevard?" he asked as he plopped himself into the driver's seat after flicking the butt of his cigarette on the ground.
He's in this for keeps now. Nothing's going to distract him from finding the truth now. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| Years after the Lich King, Arthas Menethil's death in the battle of Icecrown, the black dragon, Deathwing has finally broken free of his prison deep within the mountains of the Grim Batol, and for his revenge, Azeroth will become his bonfire. But who, or perhaps, what freed Deathwing from his prison?
As the high mage council of the Kirin Tor investigate, they force the human king Varian Wrynn of Stormwind and Thrall, the Orcish Warchief of Orgrimmar into a bitter allegiance of both Horde and Alliance to keep the powers that be in check. Only together would the brave adventurers of Azeroth be able to beat back Deathwing and bring justice to the one(s?) that freed him... You have been commissioned by the Kirin Tor of Dalaran to form a group to track down Deathwing, for he waits, watching, preparing for his moment to strike at any time, but from where? Take up sword, staff, and spear, and bring an end to one of the greatest terrors that has ever flown over the land! ...Interested? You don't have to know jack shit about the lore to participate, just an FYI. I designed it with that in mind. Also, this is a non-canon story, so if there *are* lore sticklers here, can it 
Feel free to comment or whatever... Character sheets coming once I see that this could spark some interest. (Last edited by Raoh on 04-15-09 03:49 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| "This is actually my street. Fourth house on the right." He put his jaw in his fist as he tried to relax, but found himself restless.
"When I see you and that kid at school tomorrow, I'm gonna keep naggin' you both 'til I find out more answers, alright?" he half-jokingly prodded with a faint smile. "I don't think that in all this confusion I got you guys' names." |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| Three's enough for me to happy with it for now. Hopefully we'll get Elara and True in on this, too.
Name: Age: Gender: Race: Class: Weapons/Armor: Description: Personality: Background: Notes: Races consist of, for the horde side, Orcs, Trolls, Tauren, Undead, and Blood Elves. For the Alliance, there are Humans, Dwarves, Gnomes, Night Elves, and Draenei. I'll give you a little clarification on each one. Images are included in their descriptions. Again, I'm making this so that people who don't know lore don't need to care about knowing lore. You're welcome, lol 
Orcs : The green-skinned barbarian Orcs from Orgrimmar are actually quite intelligent and don't speak in the broken common language as many would assume. Living and dying for honor and glory, they will follow their Warchief anywhere he would lead them. Trolls : Tall, hunched, and a shade of blue, the males have long noses and large tusks, and both genders have three toes and fingers on each appendage. The exiled trolls made their home in the orcish capitol of Orgrimmar. Consisting of warriors, hunters and shamans alike, the Trolls are a Jamaican-accented tribe of nomads. Tauren : Hominids, distinctly bovine in appearance, they closely resemble minotaurs, with more fur. The nature-loving, druidic Tauren of the city of Thunder Bluff are peaceful, but when roused, their size and strength are two things that stand out among all else. Undead: The risen humans that were once raised to be mindless servants to a great evil, the Undead broke free of its grasp and have minds of their own. Speaking fluent common, they make their stand in the ruins of a human city called Lordaeron, led by the undead Elf ranger, Sylvannas Windrunner. Undead, unsurprisingly, look like dead people. Their skin is gray and rotting, showing bone and flesh in places. Their pupil-less eyes glow with dim, white ghostlight. Their muscles are withered, making them scrawny. Their movements are slow but jagged. Undead hardly ever smile (unless their lips have rotted away — then they smile all the time). Necromantic magic keeps them somewhat preserved, but natural decay still proceeds, just slower than normal. Blood Elves : Once noble high elves, they were betrayed by the humans after their thirst for arcane power became too much of a dependency. In exile and in ruin after their font of power, The Sunwell was destroyed, the renamed themselves the Sin'Dorei, or "Blood Elves" in their tongue, as remembrance of the suffering they've endured. Humans : The adaptable humans are a younger race on Azeroth, and have quickly spread their influence over much of the world. Diplomatic and Imperialistic, the Humans, led by king Varian Wrynn, are noble and intelligent. Dwarves : The stocky dwarves are an ancient race obsessed with rare artifacts and breaking discoveries. Noted for their Scottish-sounding accents, the Dwarves are an ingenious and diligent race. Gnomes: The smaller cousins of the Dwarves, the Gnomes, were forced out of their city of Gnomeragan after an infestation of indigenous creatures. In desperation, they gassed out their mechanized city, but as a result, it's fat too toxic to return to. These diminutive inventive tinkers now live with the Dwarves in their city of Ironforge. Night Elves : The ancient race of Night Elves are a tall race with shades of skin varying from deep purple to a light violet. Their glowing eyes pierce into the woods. Druidic and peaceful in nature, the Night Elves, led by High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind, aid the Alliance at all costs. Draenei : The hooved, horned, blue-skinned humanoid Draenei crash landed to Azeroth after a series of bizarre events leading to their escape from their homeworld of Draenor. The alliance extend a hand of friendship, and a pact was formed with them. -Classes- Hunters exemplify excellent use of a bow or gun, setting traps, and besieging enemies with their pets. Warriors are brutish, tactical melee assailants who prefer physical combat. Mages submit themselves to learning the craft, and can make use of the Three Schools: Arcane Power, Frost, and Fire. They can also conjure food and drink for their comrades. Warlocks are fallen mages who are adept at the dark arts of shadow magic, draining souls, and summoning demons. Rogues are stealthy assassins who prefer to catch their opponents off guard with poisoned weapons. Taurens are the only race who are not fit to be rogues due to their sheer size. Paladins are holy warriors, adept with swords and shields, but use the Holy light as a source of power to smite or heal. Priests can repulse the dramatically undead, those who have lose their souls, minds, and wills; not the playable race, though. Specializing in healing spells and protection abilities, priests are a must on the battlefield (Typically priests can resurrect someone. Not here. Too cheap.) Shamans are nature's link to the body. Able to cure wounds with magic, or wield the elements to launch magic attacks, Shamans are versatile and wise. Druids are ones who seek balance in the world. In tune with animals, Druids can shapeshift into bears, cats, and birds, as well as use damaging and healing spells by manipulating nature, though most are only skilled in once specialization; shapeshifting, or spellcasting. Due to the nature of Taurens and Night Elves and their close connection with nature, only they are allowed to be Druids. Death Knights are the vengeful ex-warriors of Arthas, the fallen Lich King. Those who swore loyalty to their faction after Arthas betrayed them remain in their service. utilizing runes, they can use their melee weapons to sap life, cause disease, and can even summon zombies for a short time. You can make more than once character if you want; as long as you can manage multiple ones at once, I have no issues with it. With that, I guess I'll start. Name: Agalo Stormhoof Age: 46 Gender: Male Race: Tauren Class: Shaman Weapons/Armor: Gilded Earthshatterer, his mace, and a variety of tribal leather armor, consisting of a kilt, tunic, bracers and gloves, and spaulders. Description: With a fine chocolate colored coat of hair on him, his eyes always glisten with the wonders of the world. A ring is through his nose, and his left horn is chipped. He is quite tall, like most of his kind, with muscular arms and a powerful build. Personality: Agalo is kind and warm, and looks at all life as sacred. He kills only due to his service to the Horde, but isn't fond of it. Background: Agalo was raised in a small fishing village not far from the city of Thunder Bluff. In his youth, he, as many of his kind, pledged his life to the Horde in order to honor his comrades. Agalo has seen many conflicts, and has assisted in the reclaiming of much territory and the detainment of many evils. Now, war calls to him again once more. Some clarification on some of the names and phrases I've used can be found here. Some clarification: Arthas Menethil, the Lich King, was a member of a Royal Family. After being tricked by a demon into perusing an evil sword in the north, the will of the sword possessed Arthas completely. He found he had new abilities, such as raising the dead to fight for him, and stealing the souls of the living. He returned with the sword (named Frostmourne) he found, and after infecting several towns with a plague that brought forth a zombie infestation, Arthas slew his father in cold blood, and retreated to his icy throne at Icecrown in the north, where he commanded his ghoulish legions. Interestingly enough, the leader of the Undead, Sylvannas, was converted to an unliving minion of Arthas, but broke herself free, and swore she'd have her revenge, hence the reason she is revered among the other Undead like her. The Grim Batol is a mountain range in the eastern continent maintained by red dragons, who keep watch to make sure none disturb the prison in which the diabolical black dragon, Deathwing, is being held. The Kirin Tor are an assembly of powerful mages who seek to keep the peace on the planet by employing protectors and guardians to see that peace is maintained. The Kirin Tor are location in the magical city of Dalaran, situated on a floating island in the sky, far to the north. The Kirin Tor, though comprised primarily of Elves and Humans, are neutral to the ordeals of the quarrels between the Horde and Alliance, and at times, demand that they come to terms with each other when the situation demands it, typically by having a conference with the most prominent of their leaders. (Last edited by Raoh on 04-15-09 04:26 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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Here is the World of Azeroth. The Grim Batol, Deathwing's prison is in the Eastern Kingdoms, in a small mountain range east of the Dwarven region of Khaz Modan. All transportation to and from Northrend in the north has been closed off, and the Goblins of Undermine to the far south have closed their public transportation routes, as well. The only available area in Northrend is the Floating City of Dalaran which provides transportation to and from the other continents, typical to major racial cities. The Eastern Kingdoms in the north is home to Silvermoon City, the Capitol of the Blood Elves, with lush, magical forests. Further south are the Plaguelands, the areas that Arthas contaminated while there. It's filled it ghouls and infected animals, as well as its share of freedom fighters against the scourge. To the west of that land is Tirisfal Glades, home to the ruins of Lordaeron, the Undead city, affectionately named, "The Undercity". Further south is Silverpine Forest, crawling with wolf-men, and to the east of there is Hillsbrad Foothills, a deciduous forest home to the human town of Hillsbrad, and the Undead town of Tarren Mill. To the east is the Arathi Highlands, grassy and mountainous, bordering the Wetlands on its south. In the wetlands resides the Grim Batol it the east area, and ports to the other continent in the west. As we go further south, Stormwind City, the human capitol is located in the green, grassy Elwynn Forest, bordered by the Redridge Mountains, and the Dwarven city of Ironforge set high in the mountains south of Stormwind. Transportation is available to and from Stormwind to Ironforge by means of an underground tram. More to the south lies Blackrock Mountain, home to the renegade Blackrock Orcs. There be dragons there. Black dragons, the same brood as Deathwing himself... Further south is the Swamp of Sorrows (about as literal as it gets) and Strangethorn Vale, a lush jungle land filled with raptors, tigers, and rogue tribes of bloodthirsty Jungle Trolls. At the very end of Strangethorn is the goblin trading port of Booty Bay, which provides lodging, shipping routes to the continent of Kalimdor, and mead and food for travelers. Kalimdor is the western continent. To the north is the snowy glades of Winterspring, bordered to the west by the peaceful, druidic land of Moonglade. To the south is Felwood, a forest with a definitive, demonic taint, similar to, but different that the Plaguelands. The druids there are trying to balance the land as best they can. The west coast of Kalmidor has Darkshore, a foggy forest with few small Night Elf fishing villages with transportation to the Island of Teldrassil, a dark, beautiful, magical forest, and home to the Night Elf capitol of Darnassus. To the south of Teldrassil is the Exodar, where the Draenei crashed and subsequently, made their home within their crashed mothership. To the south of Felwood and Darkshore is Ashenvale, a Night Elf territory of more expansive forests, bordering the Horde region of the Barrens to its south. The Barrens is large, mostly flat, and dry, consisting of a few oasis's, and several large Horde encampments, notably, the Crossroads in the middle of the region. To the east of Ashenvale is Azshara, a mountainous land teeming with ravenous Naga in its cascading cliff-side shores and bays. To the east of the Barrens and south of Azshara is Durotar, a land red mountains and sand, and home to the Orchish capitol of Orgrimmar in its more northern areas, with easy access to the Barrens. To the west of the Barrens is Mulgore, the grassy plains which are home to the Taurens of Thunder Bluff. North of Mulgore, and southwest of Ashenvale is the Stonetalon Mountains, infested by harpies and spiders. To the west of Mulgore and south of Stonetalon is Desolace, a dry, grayish land of little sustinace bordered on the west by mountains. South of Desolace is Feralas, a misty semitropical region of ogres. To the east lies Dustwallow Marsh and the human port town of Theramore on its coast. Further south is the Tanaris Desert, an arid, sandy zone with little to no vegetation, and only one town, run by the greedy Goblins, no less. To the west of Tanaris is Un'Goro Crater, a deep impact site from an asteroid which has become the home of large reptilians, jungles, and tar pits. Finally, the depressing desert of Silithus lies to the west, overrun with a multitude of gigantic insects, and the home of some ancient ruins. A good, annotated map (Last edited by Raoh on 04-15-09 04:46 PM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| Name: Rokhar Steelshatter
Age: 38 Gender: Male Race: Orc Class: Warrior Weapons/Armor: Bloodhowl, his twin bladed battleaxe, as well as an assortment of red-stained iron pauldrons, but not much else in the way of protection, save for iron boots and leather gloves, and a few other mundane pieces of equipment. He proudly bears the Insignia of the Horde on his armor. Description: His green, tight skin stretches over his bulging muscle tighter than a war drum, his bald head with a lone, long black ponytail reflecting the sun like a dirty silver plate. Tall and powerful, Rokhar is the embodiment of the true Orcish Hero. Personality: Rokhar is an incredibly honest, honorable individual, and will refuse to betray, lie to, or attack someone while that person is not looking. When enraged, his bellows sound like the crashing of thunder, and all in his path become collateral damage. Background: Rokhar was born the son of a blacksmith and worked with his father until his 12th birthday, at which time, he joined the ranks of the fighting men and women of the Horde. Leading expeditions into unknown territory and setting up strategic outposts in Northrend during his time there, Rokhar is renowned for his prowess on the battlefield, being given nicknames; Rokhar the Bloodletter, Rokhar the Insatiable, and, popular with the Trolls, "Gnomebane". Now, he must take up his axe once again, for soon, Haunch o' Deathwing will be on the menu for he, and the Horde. Name: Analyne Stevens Age: 29 Gender: Female Race: Undead Class: Mage Weapons/Armor: A finely adorned robe and cowl of deep blues, golds, and violets, cloth handwraps, and boots, all of a matching style. She wields an ornate spellblade, and carries a book of incantations to amplify her magic. Description: Analyne was (and still is, to some degree) a woman with an amazing figure, but not much strength. As such, she's committed to the magehood. She's physically intact, for the most part; the only noticeable decay is in her cheeks, elbows, and knees, the flesh starting to melt away, leaving naught but bones. Her shoulders and hips are starting to follow the same pattern. Outside of that, she's really quite beautiful, her yellow, glowing eyes either exuding horror, or compassionate warmth, depending on her feelings. Her clammy skin is becoming only vaguely translucent and a shade of bluish-green. Personality: At heart, she's shy and compassionate, but in battle, she's gregarious and steadfast. She seems sad most of the time, due to her longing to be alive and warm, rather than a reanimated corpse, cold and alone. Background: Once a mage in service of Stormwind, Analyne fell in battle many years ago, before Arthas' rise to power. To avoid her being brought back as a ghoul once the Lich King's power became a major influence, she, along with many other fallen mortals, was raised by Sylvannas and her people. Although she has free will, she feels she is indebted to Sylvannas, and serves the Horde as a mage specializing in Frost magic. (Last edited by Raoh on 04-21-09 11:25 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| I see we're picking up with the participant pace. Nice.
Addendum: No more than 2 classes of each in the RP. I don't wanna see a million Death Knights or Rogues lurking about, lol. Variety is fun, too! Waiting on Vulkar and maybe another person or two if we need more people... Then, we can start the show! |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| Only thing I ever liked out of Clamp was X The Movie.
The rest of it's all too girly or gay for my tastes. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| When I poop and the turd makes a splash, and the splash hits my butt, and it's cold...
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1201 days Last activity: 1201 days |
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| The Wii's not designed with hardcore gamers in mind. The only game on it I really like is SSBB. Everything else I've played is mediocre at best. |
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