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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"          Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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I am basing this RP off of this really kickass anime that I stumbled across. That link above is a link to some information on the anime for anyone interested. Feel free to PM me, should you have any ideas or questions on this, as I'm open to about anything for this. Anywho...in this story Hades is simply a place where people go when they die. It's not heaven or hell. Whatever happens when people go there isn't really relevant, unless someone wishes it to be. Story: There is a group called "The Ministry of Hades", which is an organization that handles supernatural cases in the natural world. They send out orperatives (in pairs) to work on these cases. Each pair must share a special and close bond. All characters that are part of the ministry are dead. However, they still seem human. They eat, sleep, bleed...still feel as though they were alive. Each character also has special abilities. Each one can transform into a ghost form (simply turning invisible, able to move through things, and go undetected by the human world). They also all have their own abilities, some may include some extreme form of martial arts, magic, summoning dieties, extra sensory abilities...(We all can sense things, but have our limits). Cases: In the beginning, each pair will be working on their own case. We all still may know one another, however, and interact with each other throughout the story. Eventually though, we will all be working together to stop the same evil force. (However, I'll be postponing assigning the cases until the members get a chance to join and introduce their characters) I'm not assigning any specific cases until I get those who have already signed up here, and hopefully some new participants and all of the pairs are made. (I've made pairs already with those that have already joined in my discussion thread) I want everyone to have a say in what goes on here, so you can PM me if you have any specific ideas with something you'd like to work on. Otherwise, I'll make something up for you to work with. These cases are just issues dealing with the supernatural world that have crossed over to the human world and pose a threat to the humans. So basically we're all like a sort of police force. In these cases, it could be anything. We could be dealing with a force that really is evil...but some of the cases will simply be something gone astray in the supernatural world. There is one evil force behind it all though. Whether your case deals with some kind of "badguy" or not though, it is all being manipulated by the main villan. Then eventually we all need to come together to stop this villan, blah blah blah...:p The reason for this, is that those of us who are the operatives, we're supposed to be elite and are the only thing standing in this "bad guy's" way. Characters: Each participant can be multiple characters (limit is two though, unless I don't feel we have enough people playing, then some may have more.) The catch is...only ONE of your characters (if any) can be an operative. The other character needs to be someone else, such as a member of the ministry(the head of the ministry, secretary...any other position that someone can come up with), a villan of some sort, of something involved in the cases. I already have the main villan sorted out (that player is still permitted to have another character, but not an operative). Remember, if you are part of the ministry, you are dead. Those part of the cases can be either or. You could be a human who was manipulated into being involved by something. **shrugs** and the main villan is also dead but "human-like" just like the rest of the ministry. When people start submitting characters, I would like the usual, age(nothing extremely young please...16 and up I would ask **Teehee, I know I usually don't like playing "adults" myself since I'm in no rush to grow up, so I'll allow other people who feel the same to be satisfied**), gender, name, appearance, and possibly some background on your life, how you died, how long you've been in the ministry(eg: one of the main charries in the anime is like 26, but has been dead for 70 years...you could also be new as well.) I already have the pairs set up for people so far: Sagin and Cairoi Jobes and Seticus Shuyin and Clockworkz Xeios and Katana The characters are NOT locked, and at this point, you do NOT have to post in the discussion thread in order to join. I just ask that you post the information that I asked for about your characters and introduce them in your first post. For those of you who have already posted in the discussion thread, I just ask that you copy and paste your information from there into here. Thank you. 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Alexander Nequam Age: True age unknown; Appears to be in late 30's to early 40's Position: Head of the Ministry of Hades. He is the one who ultimately decides who is partnered with whom and decides who will be sent to handle each case. Appearance: Olive green eyes and black hair that's a but long in the front and hangs in his face. Alexander is a man of average build and stands at about 5"9. He wears a black business suit, just like many other ministry staff members. History: Hardly anything is known about this man as his past is shrouded in mystery. He was part of the ministry the longest, with the exception of Serin. No one is exactly sure how he even got the position he is in. As of most things that are unknown, rumors seem to fly around about the man. No one knows his true power and many even ponder at whether or not this is even his true form. Personality: Alexander is a very jovial, laid back type of person, with a sweet tooth like no other. On the outside, it appears that there isn't much this man takes seriously, as he's always making light of many situations. However, when backed into a corner or when one of the ministry members are in serious danger, his happy-go-lucky demeanor can quickly revert to that of utterly terrifying. He cares deeply for the other members and makes it a point to share a close friendship with them -------------------------------------------- Alexander sat in his leather seat behind his desk, drumming his fingers on the wood surface. All over the desk was paperwork, scattered rather than neatly piled. He sighed as he picked up paper after paper, and then tossing it aside. "People seem to be dying left and right..." He mumbled to himself. As he looked at each paper, a solution had finally dawned on him. "Ah...it's the end of the Baby Boomer era...this would be expected I suppose..." Alexander continued talking to himself as he sifted through each paper. (Last edited by Katana on 03-06-06 01:03 AM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| Footsteps could be heard from outside the office door. They were seperated, showing the walker had a slouched, slow walk, and soft, showing the person was thin. The door's handle shook for a moment, causing a voice from the side of the door to curse.
"Eh! You accidentaly locked the door again, man!" The door boomed as the person behind the door kicked it down, his foot up in the air. He dropped the leg quickly and walked in, chuckling as he walked in. "You know, that door's a bitch." He smiled and went to shut the door behind him, only to stop mid-way. "Oh, sorry man. Didn't know you were following me." Name: Jack Stone Age: 22 (dead for 12 years) Appearance: Brown hair that is tied into a ponytail that reaches halfway down his back, and relatively short in the front. He has a lot of bangs however, but none reach past his eyes. He always wears a simple white dress shirt, blueish-black jacket and blueish-black dress pants, no matter the occasion. He is thin and only 6'4", making him small compared to his partner. Powers: He has an agility and speed that is nigh unrivaled. This is because is energy he discovered after he died acts like an enchancer, charging him up. By charging enough into an arm, he could punch fast enough to skewer a wall, by putting enough into his feet he can jump buildings and run extremely fast. He also has the ability to prolong fatigue until his job is over, meaning he can go without rest or food for weeks. Then, he must make up the food and sleep he missed later on. These characteristics mean he is an amazing Hunter, almost without parallel. Equipment: 2 .50 calibur handguns. Steel rod for melee encounters. (Last edited by Cairoi on 03-08-06 12:22 AM) |
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Bitmap #1 Enhancement Shaman US Ravenholdt  Since: 09-05-04 From: His Laughin' Place Since last post: 4556 days Last activity: 4550 days |
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| Name: Sajin Gorotto
Nickname: Heartless Age: 24 (Dead for 30 years) Height: 6’11 Sex: Male Appearance: Sajin has no hair, however his eyebrows are a light silver color. His eyes are a light blue and a little glossed with feelings of determination. Sajin is also extremely strong in physical strength, his arms, torso, legs, and other areas are rippled with a massive growth of muscles. When he works, he wears no shirt to show his work of his body to his foes to scare them. However on his lower body, he wears simple tight jeans to constrict comfort and to access mobility. He also always wears steel toed boots for combat using his feet. He never wears any type of armor for protection; he needs as much speed as possible to make up for the weight of his muscles. History: Sajin died of an assassination virus known as FOXDIE. He was working undercover one day to rescue the President of Kenya’s daughter but to only be confronted by the murderer that was affected by the virus. Sajin quickly put an end to the murderer but to only discover extreme pain from within himself due to the virus, his heart exploded several minutes later. He is nicknamed ‘Heartless’ because of the fact that he no longer has a heart. He discovered “The ministry of Hades” as a gift for attempting to rescue the President’s daughter, however first declined the offer, he began to discover channels of certain types of Energys from all around him, shortly discovering this power, he quickly Join the Ministry for law enforcement in the Spiritual world. Sajin’s discovered abilities are to channel the energies around him to enhance his muscles. The range he calls “percentage” determines how much energy he can hold inside his body to use while in a case; Defense of Offence. Sajin doesn’t use weapons. He uses the spiritual energy around him to only generate destructive energies that can be magnified to his will. He also carries with him bullets, seen how he dosent use guns, he can just flick them at his apponents at a greater velocity than what a normal .45 calibar dish out. ____________ :: Sajin walked in behind jack, his hands were inside his pockets while slouching a bit due to his size. He leanded down a bit where the broken door-frame once was and continued to walk in the office room :: :: Sajin replied to Jack's comment :: "...Quite alright..." :: Sajin noticed a couple of empty seats from within the office. He pulled his shades down a bit, lookd at an empty seat adjacent to Alexander and took a seat. He then took out a cigar that appeared to have been used and some matches. He then lit up the match and lit his cigar. :: *fuuuu* :: Smoke escaped his lungs and started slithering around the room a bit. Sajin looked over to Jack awaiting on his decisions :: |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5073 days Last activity: 1383 days |
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| Name: Leon Reno
Sex: Male Age: 24 (+being dead for 57 years(This is assuming that this is taking place in current time)) Appearance: Straight Black hair, parted over the left side, and to his chin on all sides. He has a pale complexion and ice blue eyes, they actually seem to be more grey than blue at times. He has soft features, but he is by no stretch of the imagination weak. He is usually wearing a black suit coat, black dress-shirt, Black Jeans, Black boots, and a red tie, if any. When he prepares for jobs of any sort, he usually puts a black beanie on his head, dark circle glasses, a black scarf, black gloves and a dark grey overcoat. It seems like a lot of black, but his profession seems to demand it. Histoy: Leon was the perfect assassin. A cold killer in a time when war wrought this earth. His mission was to kill those who were not wanted. Or wanted dead. Paid good money from his native home in Britain, he made a living, ending the lives of drug dealers, and rich bastards all the same. He became well-known for his skill when WWII broke out, and him being 19 he was able to join the war. But this he did not do. At least not yet. He moved to America, and continued his business, since they had not been hit by the war yet, he continued to make money, killing and stealing money from those he killed. He was notoriously good at his job, utilising his standard Luger for style shots. To let everyone know it was him, that Leon 'The Squall' Reno was there, and killing anything he was paid to kill. He knew the trade, he knew how to kill a man, he knew how to scope a room out, and he knew what to use when. He was a merciless man, and when the ill tidings of Pearl Harbor came about, he was drafted, right into the center of the war. Put in a bunker in the French lines, and defeated by an aerial strike on the week following his landing. Carpet Bombing. Not even the Squall could survive that... A man like Leon would have to cope with death, a lot. Always taking life, being a god to the world, deciding who lived and who died, it was a rough business. But death was foreign. And he was out of a job. Still, oddly enough, he went to the underworld...Hades, with everything he held dear, especially his Customised Luger. He planned on the life of killing. Still killing and doing what he did best. Stopping life. The ministry took an interest in his life, and decided that they could use him in their group. He was immensely happy when offered such an important honor. And he trained, trained and trained. This new world would allow him to make himself better than ever. The best around, the best alive...erm...dead. His powers began fermenting almost instantly, his senses and judgements amplified. He could take aim with a handgun from three city blocks away and hit a moving target. He also began having odd premonitions. He could actually tell the future to some extent, but these came sporatically, at least...until he got someone to teach him how to do so. This ability still puts a massive amount of strain on his body, and mind, but is generally worth it. Leon was walking down the hall and saw Jack's random bit of aggression, He knew that Jack would be forgiven, hell, he was one of the boss's favorites. And Leon also knew that so many people could attribute a tiem of peace to Jack. Almost an opposite to Leon, Jack seemed to dislike taking lives, where Leon enjoyed it, made a sport of it. If any were to step out of line, a swift hot bullet of discipline would be sent into their body. But hey, Leon decided to take a look at what was going on, but chose not to show himself. He hid around the corner of the doorway, listening to the conversation within. He was waiting for some juicy information, and he was waiting for an appropriate tme to barge in. But he wanted to hear how Alexander would react. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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| Alexander smiled as the two men walked into his office, paying no mind to Jack's outbursts. He rose from his seat, and sauntered over to Sajin. He quickly snatched the cigar out of his hand. "Don't you know those things could kill ya?" He said, grinning slyly. He then walked back over to his desk, dropped the cigar into his own ash tray and put it out. Alexander sat back down in his seat and leaned forward at his desk. He folded his hands, rested his chin on them and looked at the two intently.
"Now then..." He stopped to think for a moment. A smile spread across his lips. "Leon, you may join in ths conversation as well." Alexander mused. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Kira Mialyn Age: Appears to be 18 (Dead for 10 years) Appearance: Fair skin, hazel eyes, and waist-length, poker straight light brown hair. Being as neither of her parents were very tall, she too was smaller in stature, standing at about 5 feet tall. During her life, Kira's choice in clothing was simple yet elegant at times. On the night in which she was killed, she wore a pair of kneehigh black leather boots, along with a short black skirt that ended just an inch or two above her knees, and a white longsleeved blouse. History: A musical prodigy. Her mother always swore, that even as a toddler, the girl had an ear for music. As she got older, just before entering Kindergarten, her parents sent her to take voice lessons and a few months later, she discovered an interest in the violin. The summer before entering first grade, her mother had her in lessons for that as well. She was an only child born into a wealthy British family, living in London, England. Therefore, with no other children around, her parents had the time and money to use to dote upon her musical endeavors. Her childhood was a very pleasant one indeed. Unlike the sterio-typical wealthy families elsewhere, Kira's loved her very dearly and was a major part in her life, rather than hiring maids and nannies to take care of her constantly. They also taught her many valuable lessons. Not everything was handed to her upon a silver platter and they constantly explained to her that they had to work hard and earned everything that they had. Kira never had many friends growing up. Even when her parents sent her off to school, she could never fit in with her classmates. Due to this, she became so absorbed in her violin that it seemed to be the only thing she did. As she grew, she became a timid, shy, and introverted girl...with the exception of when she played her instrument.Then, she didn't care who was listening and how many people. Playing was her passion, and nothing could take that away from her. This, without her realizing it, earned herself quite a name by high school. She played at all of the concerts her school held and caught the eye of many people searching for talent to recruit to their causes. Just before she graduated, a man pulled Kira aside and offered herself a position that would change everything. She was invited to play at a concert, among the professionals. However, due to her childhood, the girl was as naive as she was skilled at her instrument. He gave her information to where the concert was being held. Kira was a little suspicious of it not being in London's main theater, but her excitement overpowered her initial gut feeling. The date was set for that Saturday night, only two days away. With her mother and father being on a short vacation over the week and not due to return until the following week, she had no one that would go with her. Finally, Saturday night came around. With the paper in one hand, and her instrument in the other, she got on the double decker bus and made her way to the concert. After a while, she noticed the neighborhood changing as the bus went further and further. She checked the directions again and knew she didn't pass the street that she was supposed to get off the bus at. The rundown buildings and intoxicated people walking the streets unnerved her to the point where she began feeling sick to her stomach. After a few more minutes had gone by, she finally saw her stop. As the bus stopped and she got off, something really didn't feel right. Part of her wanted to get on another bus to take her back home. Why she didn't do just that, she'll never know. Maybe it really was her time...looking at the paper in her hand, she walked down the block a bit and turned the corner. Just as she did, she saw the man who had spoke to her before, along with a few others. He wasn't dressed up like he was at her school concert, nor was he dressed appropriately for a concert. It was that moment that she finally got her wits about her. She dropped her instrument and the paper and turned to run. Unfortunately, she made it halfway down the block before one of the men caught up to her and was wrestling her toward the car. She let out a scream, but was quickly silenced as the car door slammed shut... The next thing she knew, Kira found herself in Hades and summoned for by the ministry. Most likely due to her musical talents in life, the ministey commended her on her extra sensory abilities, even for someone who is now dead. After putting much thought into it, Kira decided to take up on the ministry's offer and joined them. As far as her death is concerned, Kira can remember everything up until the point she entered the car... Kira's boots clicked softly against the hard surface of the floor as she walked down the hall. Even though she had already been deceased for ten years, she was still fairly new to the place. It took the ministry a while to even offer her a job here and Kira herself took some time in deciding. Pushing a long strand of hair out of her eyes, she peered up at the top of the doors to check the room numbers. "Hmmm...I should be getting close..." After a few more moments, she arrived at the room she was told to report to. She was growing weary of the building and was not paying attention. As she went to go knock on the door, she bumped into a man standing just outside of it. "Oh...Sorry about that..." She mumbled as she was taken back a step or two. (Last edited by Katana on 03-06-06 02:00 PM) |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5073 days Last activity: 1383 days |
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| Leon grinned, he moved his arm giving her the sign that she should enter first.
"No problem, especially not for a pretty girl like you." Leon said this kindly, and meant nothing else by it. It was just a comment, admiring the fact that she was actually a fairly attractive woman. Leon pronounced his 't's meaning that he said them as a 't' sound not as a 'd' the way the world usually pronounces this. It was a hereditary trait, it was how his english teacher of a father spoke, so he learned it unintentionally. He walked into the office and cought the item Alexander threw at him. "Nice try, so, what have you called us here for? And, where is my usual partner, She get killed or something?" Leon smirked as it was very unlikely that she got killed, possible, but very unlikely. |
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Bitmap #1 Enhancement Shaman US Ravenholdt Since: 09-05-04 From: His Laughin' Place Since last post: 4556 days Last activity: 4550 days |
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| :: Sajin looked at his empty hands. He looked up to Alexander with the same blank expression he always gives to people. He lowered his sun-glasses down a bit, looked at him, shruged, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a fresh new Cigar ::
:: He leaned down a bit, smiled, and bit down on the cigar :: "...Diddnt you know im already dead...?" :: While he was slouched down, he lit the cigar once again, puffed a couple of times, and blew out the smoke :: *fuuuu* :: Clouds of smoke poured like a thick fog that traveled throughout the floor :: :: Sajin looked over at Kira who entered the room in an abrupt manner. He pulled out his hands and opened them toword a table. He focused his energy to pull the table towords him and succeded; The table scretched towords Sajin by his will. he then kicked his legs up and relaxed them on the table he drew towords him. He took another puff of his cigar and pointed it towords Kira. Still focused his eyes and head towords Alex :: "...you're a young one..." (Last edited by Sajin of the Gorotto Sea on 03-06-06 03:36 PM) |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable  Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| Name: Seren (sehr-in)
Nickname: The Watcher Gender: Female Age: 35 (dead nearly 2000 years) Height: 5'11" Appearance: Her hair is long and almost a silvery white, and eyes deep cobalt blue. Her skin is not truly wrinkled, but weathered and worn... giving her a look of ageless, profound wisdom. She wears simple earth tone tunics and skirts along with a pure white robe when in her study/office, chosing to not wear the typical "business" suits the rest of the Ministry wears. History: Seren was one of the last Druids in Wales at the time that the Romans invaded Anglesey in 61 CE and destroyed the monestaries there. She was killed in the battle and soon after was contacted by the Ministry. She is now Secretary of the Ministry and official Lorekeeper. Only she knows when and how she was promoted to a member of the Ministry from operative, it was so long ago that no one else remembers. It is Seren who greets and informs new operatives when they first arrive, and it is she that operatives seek out for any information they need. Seren posesses both keen eyesight and hearing, and it is said she has the power to summon the Celtic gods to her aid, but no one has seen this that still serves the Ministry today. She is the oldest remaining member of the Ministry, older than even the head... but she is content in her position. She lead once in life, and that was good enough for her. She is kind and quiet, though her voice is strong and commands attention when she does speak. *Seren walked silently down the hallway and entered the office. She wore a simple green tunic and brown skirt, along with simple sandles. Her silver hair was in a loose braid that hung all the way to her hips, her deep blue eyes regarding all of the operatives in the room. It seemed like yesterday that she had welcomed them to the Ministry, yet she knew that they had been there for various years. As she walked past Saijin she pulled the table out from under his feat, speaking calmly and clearly* "Have ye no manners, boy? Never put yer feet upon the table... and for Bridget's sake put that infernal thing out! Smells aweful." *She continued across the room, taking a seat next to Alexander* |
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Bitmap #1 Enhancement Shaman US Ravenholdt Since: 09-05-04 From: His Laughin' Place Since last post: 4556 days Last activity: 4550 days |
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| :: Sajin's legs fell to the floor, his confortable position was bothered of the action Serin did, he adjusted himself by crossing his right leg over his left shin. He grinned a little bit and noticed he still had his cigar lit, he pulled it away from his smiling mouth and put it out on his knee. His pants singed a bit. ::
:: He looked over at Seren :: "You know what smells worse than a cigar?" :: Sajin pulled his glasses down and looked at her through his neon blue eyes :: "..A cigar thats being put out..." :: Sajin pulled up his glasses, smiled, then tilted his head down, awaiting any sort of information that may amuse him :: (Last edited by Sajin of the Gorotto Sea on 03-06-06 04:38 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: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| Name: Steven Riley
Age: Appears 22 (dead for 4) Appearance: He has olive skin, and is pretty tall; about six foot. He's muscular, and pretty strong. He has pretty rigid, long facial features, neck-length brown hair; it's kinda long and messy, and he has a fair amount of stubble. He has brown eyes, and very nice smile. History: His parents were wealthy, and always wanted the best for Steven since day one. He always had money, but learned responisbility at a young age, so he would not take it for granted. His father was a kind, older man, and relations with him were good, but his life with his mother was not as warm. They'd et into fights constant;y over stupid stuff, and he'd always storm off to his room and blast some metal in his angst. Steven was a smart kid. He played baseball on his highschool teams, got high marks, and graduated with honors. After that, though, he moved away from his hometown in Massachusetts, and went off to New York State, to live with his girlfriend. However, after the two broke up due to multiple problems, He drove home one night, very upset. He sped around a corner a bit too fast, and a deer jumped out in front of his pickup, and he swerved. His car hit a telephone pole, and he was killed instantly. A young, aspiring life ungloriously cut short. When he came to, he was in Hades, and being called for the ministry, whatever that was; he hadn't a clue. The Ministry must have been interested in his strength, for he had always been strong. Seeing no other alternative for an eternity of life, he decided to join up after a year of self training... Powers: Upon entering Unlife, he instantly felt more in tune with his surroundings, and learned to harness the energy dancing around him. He trained himself laboriously for months, trying to harness this seemingly unattainable power, until one day, in his frustration, he punched a wall, and it exploded, leaving a searing hole in its place. He soon learned that emotions controlled this energy, and different emotions began to lead to different forms of energy projection. Six months passed, and he trained himself, day in and day out, almost perfecting the mind over matter thoughts, switching emotions in a heartbeat. After one year passed, he finally decided to accept the Ministry's call. Anger: Explosive Anger. Fires a projectile from the fist that can blow through walls. Needs recharge time, though. Happiness: Shielding Elation. Creates a shield that can repel magic attacks. Sadness: Depression Cure. Slowly restores damage done to user or another person. Needs time to use. Anxiety: Anxious Dash. Increases users speed to five fold. Footsteps could be heard, as Steven walked into the office. "Hey! What's up fellas?" Steven was always loud, boisterous and obnoxious, but he had his charms. He was quite possibly the biggest newbie to the world of unlife for quite sometime... Not much has changed. "Been lookin' for my partner, and I can't seem to find him. Any of you seen 'im?" he asked quizically. (Last edited by Clockworkz on 03-08-06 12:30 AM) |
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Rauni Since: 08-14-04 Since last post: 1545 days Last activity: 1545 days |
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| Name: Sety
Nickname: ??? Age: 26 (Dead for 1,230 years) Height: 5'10 Sex: Male Appearance: Looking in his youth, Sety have green hair and eye, he was born from a noble family who once helped their leader to clear his framed name. He is very talented person and have the face that many people see as a couragous leader and an honorable opponent. History: After his mother died from a sickness, Sety vowed that he would find his father and curse his name. His father was known to be the leader's best friend, and the king of his country but when the leader suddenly died in the battle of Barhara, Sety's father ran away with his wife to avoid the hopeless counterattack. For about 10 years, Sety was raised after her mother. After she died, Sety went off to find his father, but was even involved with even more serious topic to deal with. A child-hunt. He saw that his land was taken over, and he was raised in the different town. Every villagers saw this hero figures that he could accomplishes more if he was to be a leader of Manster Liberation Army. Sety then help the aid of the foolish law. In the end, Sety was able to help everyone in the end, the Child Hunt was prevented which resulted in a turmoil for his enemy. Sety's job was finished, but his duty was not. He still have to help his father's best friend's son, Celice. And to met his father for one last time. He died shortly after Trachia 776 when he was suffering an deadly illness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A youthful male was leaning on the wall, hearing the conversation but ignoring anyone else. He was unnoticeable when he was in the room. He wasn’t in a bad mood but in a strange way, his personality doesn’t describe much at all. He has yet to say a word to anyone, not really caring about them even in a slightest. He seem tired and worn out but his physical appearance are completely in top shape. Perhaps today wasn’t his day. After Seren was disgusted by the smell of the cigar, Sety didn’t want that smell to pollute the fresh air as well, or as least harm the safe environment. A little flick from his hand, the cigar was chopped off so that the smoke would no longer damage the environment. Sety didn’t look at Sajin, he wasn’t even looking at anyone. It’s looked like he listens to Seren, but never said a word. He didn’t take a seat and joined any conversation yet, through it look like he was dissatisfied with everyone else here… They seem all inappropriate in some way from Sety’s mind. They were there; seem to make a fuss over something small. He kept his head down, avoiding any conversation and confrontation from anyone else. It was his best interest to get this over already, the more time they wastes, the crisis may be over already. Sety’s green hair flow back and forth as if there was wind inside of the room… His face was never told… |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4471 days |
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| John smiled as everyone ignored him and sat down against the wall, looking at his partner funny.
"Man, what happened to the suit I gave you? I told you wearing nothing but jeans was indecent. Show the ladies here some decency." He chuckled as he saw Leon, giving him a wave, and stopped when he saw Seraph and Kira. He nodded in their direction, giving Sajin the indication they were examples. "Go put it on, already. I swear, I thought the Ministry of all organizations should have a dress code." He leaned back against the wall, feeling a scrap of paper against his head. His memory kicking in. He got up and looked at the paper, smiling. "Heh, got to take this one down." He grabbed the wanted poster and crumpled it up, throwing it into the trash can on the other side of the room. "I'm bored, boss. Any chance any new missions or bounties have popped up?" |
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Bitmap #1 Enhancement Shaman US Ravenholdt Since: 09-05-04 From: His Laughin' Place Since last post: 4556 days Last activity: 4550 days |
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| :: Sajin stumps his feet on the floor in aggervation. He was somewhat getting a little annoyed at people nagging him about his actions. He looked over to Jack, stood from his seat, and then walked towords the door, as he was passing by him, he mumbled ::
"Lemmie get my uniform...keep your ears pealed for me..." :: Sajin leaned down as he passed through the broken door once again and walked down the hallway. He was heading toword the locker room where he remembered he left his uniform in one of the lockers there :: |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1371 days |
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(OOC: Alrighty...two charries in one room...let's do this... :p  )
BIC: Kira looked up at Leon and smiled. "Thank you sir." She replied as she brushed past him and entered the office. She looked about to see a few people already in there. "Welcome. Welcome!" the man behind the desk bellowed as she and Leon entered. She ducked out of the way just in time as a projectile flew over her head. Alexander dismissed the fact that Leon caught the paper ball he had thrown, rather than get hit with it. "As for your partner...open up the paper and read." He said. He gestured over toward the vacant seats. "Please, sit dow--Seren!" Alexander's sentence was cut off by yet another bellowed greeting. He was grinning from ear to ear when she entered and when she sat down, he was about to speak again when he was cut off by another ministry member bursting into the room. "Ah, Steven..." He paused. "As for your partner, we'll have one for you, so no worries about that." He said matter-of-factly. As Sajin made a comment about her age, all the could do in response was nod and shrug her shoulders as she made her way over to the empty chair. Then, a pretty woman with beautiful long hair soon followed into the office. Kira couldn't help but throw her hands to her mouth to stifle her laughter as Seren gave Sajin a hard time. Soon after, another man cane into the room. Kira's eyes scanned the room. There was the two men in there before her, the head of the ministry, the secretary, the man she bumped into at the door, and now this new person. As she continued to survey the room, Kira nearly jumped out of her skin. There in the corner, she spotted yet another person. Seeing him there suddenly gave her a bit of a startle. Alex turned toward Sajin and John, but Sajin had already gotten up and left. "No matter..." Alex said. "I'm sure you'll be filling him in. Now...about this job..." Alexander leaned forward in his desk. He leaned his elbows on the desk and folded his hands before resting his chin on them and looking intently at John. |
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Bitmap #1 Enhancement Shaman US Ravenholdt Since: 09-05-04 From: His Laughin' Place Since last post: 4556 days Last activity: 4550 days |
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| :: Sajin continued towords the locker room to only hear Alex begin talking about a mission. He rolled his eyes and continued walking down the hallway, a couple of feet away from the main room, the locker room was on the corner of the hallway. He slipped in, found his locker numbered "101", opened it, and slipped onto his silk jeans, shirt, and steel-toed boots; much like what John was wearing ::
"...Better hurry...but while im at it..." :: Sajin grinned a little bit as he pulled out his crushed cigar he put out on the main room. He lit a match, puffed a couple of times, and exhailed :: *Fuuu* "better get back in..." :: With the cigar still in his mouth, he walked out the locker room and back into the hallway. As he walked down the hallway again, his boots made a deep *Clocking* sound. He found the damaged doorway to where he heard voices coming out of it. Instead of entering the room, he just stood outside the doorway, puffing his cigar. :: :: Sajin smiled as he gladly interupted :: "Im tierd of slouching to get in that room Alex...you need to make the doorway bigger!" :: Trails of Cigar smoke slowly escaped the tip of the cigar :: |
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Shuyin Baron of Radical  Since: 08-19-04 Since last post: 3964 days Last activity: 3870 days |
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| Name: Akira Kusanagi
Age: 16 (Deceased for 6 years) Sex: Male Appearance: At first glance one may mistake him for a girl. This is due to his overall androgynous stature. Small delicate frame, shimmering aqua eyes, golden blonde hair that always fall into place, and a soft ungender specific voice. The only masculine quality about him is the Japanese school boy uniform he wears.....even though he doesn't attend school. History: Akira's past is slightly obscured to those around him, even to himself. His life prior to his death is still a mystery, though its assusumed he was a normal school boy. His death happened near the turn of the millenium, by forces unknown. Personality: Akira is a soft spoken boy with a big heart. He is quite the optimist and cheers up those that are around him. As the youngest member of the ministry, he tends to be naive at times. Powers: Akira is able to produce a vibrant green energy. This energy is often used to create sheilds/barriers, however it can manipulated into several other forms as well. Akira isn't all defense. He is able to conjure mythological spirits to aid him in his fight. Once a spirit is conjured it possesses him, imbuing him with its power. *Akira walks through the entrance as Sajin exits. He flashes him a smile, however Sajin breezes past him in a hurry. He blinks in surprise and continues walking into the one.* "Hello everyone, sorry i'm late." He cheerfully says as he bows his head.* |
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Jobes Car Joe  Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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| Name: Jobes Anderson
Age: 23 (dead 32 years) Appearance: long brown hair that has a messy look to it, 6 ' 2 medium build Blue eyes. He usually wears black camo pants and a black t'shirt to work and he usually wears whatever he could find that was clean before the fateful day History: Jobes was going to school to be a director and was starting his own Film Business called Blahness Pictures. He was also enlisted in the army already since he was in the ROTC program in his College. He was a 2nd Lieutenant in the Navy. He served his 4 years in the Navy and went back home to his film company. He was on a shoot in the middle of a desert. The weather was fine but all of a sudden a lightning bolt struck Jobes and killing him. When Jobes reached Hades he was approached by two ghost-like figures. They told him to follow them and that he has been chosen to join a law enforcement but he wasn't told why he was chosen. He knew he was in the navy and was in a secret navy seal program that went in and rescued hostages and did recon over certain areas for days at a time. He didn't know what the law enforcement did or why they chose him but he joined anyway. Jobes pulls up to the building where the Ministry build was located. He stepped out of the car carrying a gym bag full of gym clothes. He walks into the locker room and starts to get changed realizing that he doesnt know his partner yet he walks over to the bulletin board and searches for his name but it is no where to be found. He walks out of the locker room walking to the directors office. |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| *Seren smiled as she spotted Jobes in the doorway*
"Ah, now we're all here. I'm sure that ye can start the actual briefing now, Alexander." *She pulled a notebook and a pen out of the pocket in her skirt, ready to take notes on the meeting so that she could ad them to her archives later.* |
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Bitmap #1 Enhancement Shaman US Ravenholdt Since: 09-05-04 From: His Laughin' Place Since last post: 4556 days Last activity: 4550 days |
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| OOC: Uhh...im standing outside the door...Im guessing everyone thinks I just left or im not back yet...
BIC :: Sajin stood outside the broken doorway with his arms pressed up against the top of the doorway. His head bend over so he can see everyone in the room, and due to his massive height, he has to. :: :: He looked over to Seren and thought :: "The Druid is somewhat progressive, I can sence within her multiple strange energies from inside her...I take it shes one of the most powerful..." :: He then looked over at Akira:: "What is this little kid doing here...What gift does HE have...?" :: He looked ahead of everyone and noticed Sety :: "Hmm...Almost the same energies in sensing from Seren...but weaker...yet..." :: He shook his head and looked over to the side, he peered his head through the top of the doorway and noticed Steven :: "Now HES interesting...It seems the ministry is opening kids with potential..." :: Sajin smirked a bit and looked over at John :: "Now...lets se what the ministry has in store for us..." (Last edited by Sajin of the Gorotto Sea on 03-07-06 11:53 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: 1165 days Last activity: 1165 days |
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| "Heh. Finally decided to arrive, ya pretty boy?" He chuckled to himself as he watched his partner. He walked over to him and ruffled up his hair.
"Always so formal, huh, kiddo? Ah, well, take a seat. I can't wait to see what's in store!" He was always so happy, yet loud, and it showed in his actions. He liked Akira; he almost seemed to be the little brother that Steve never had. He promtly took a seat in a chair against the wall, and looked up at Seren, with a quick sigh. "Hey." Steve liked almost everybody in the little team... except John, though. He always saw John as a poser, and the two normally had a bit of a rivalry going on outside of the missions. |
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