Light Warriors RP
 

READ THE RULES:

NO Godmodding
Profanity, but only in moderation
Rules of the Forum all still apply
PLEASE use proper grammar, no '1337n455'
Ooc: Means out of character, when you have a question or such
Bic: Back in character, likewise
If you make an NPC, only you control it.
You can whisper to someone else by PMing them. Title the PM 'Whisper' and give an indication that you whispeed to the person IN THE THREAD before you go to your CP and PM them. So we won't get confused.

Do's and Dont's
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Godmodding
DO:
Bludd: Bludd hacks at Cyrene's left arm...
Cyrene: Cyrene dodges\is hit\dies

DON'T:
Bludd: Bludd hacks at Cyrene and kills him with a chop through the neck

(Sorry Cyrene, no offence, I just needed an example)
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Bludd sighs as he sits down by the fountain in central Corneria. His newly-found teammates were off restocking their supplies, due to meet back in one hour where Bludd was. Peering ahead through the glistening morning mist, Bludd sees someone coming at him. It was...

Ramuel approached Bludd, after going out to grab some food for the trip. As he approached, he realized that Bludd was still alone, it was very unfortunate that the other party members had yet to come, ramuel wasn't very good in conversation, and he preffered to sit back and listen, rather than join the group. "Has no one else returned, it feels like forever since i left, i thought that everybody would be back, not that you would still be alone"

((OOC: crap, didn't realize this was up. Thats sucks though that nobody has posted yet, thats why i suggested everybody saying that they were still in. I think that if this doesn't go anywhere we should PM them so they know its started.))

Frank after a little bit of shopping and walking around, and after a couple of days being lost in town. Finds Bludd and Ramuel. He approached them Cooley and says, hey sorry that I didn't meet up with you guys sooner I got lost. I had to stay at a horrible inn/bar, it was called the prancing unicorn. Never again will I enter that bar Byron then twitches. Too many unicorns prancing around. It is way too girl. Good thing I was there I killed all the unicorns and save the day. But after I did they kicked me out of the bar complaining because I killed all his unicorns I mean it ain't like they ain't more he can get. Frank then hides inside a giant Oak that has a huge hole in it. Frank then looks out from he hole in the tree and says oh and if a great big angry mob comes after me I am not here. He then mumbles stupid unicorns lovers.


(OOC) So how was that?

OOC:It was okay...
 

Try opening a book like Harry Potter or something really descriptive, and try to mimic the way that it is formatted.

BIC:

Bludd sighs and jumps up, revealing a brief flash of bronze and adamant. Under his mantle, you catch a glimpse of a bronze wristguard, the likes of which only Elites in the Acolyte Military recieve. He sighs and motions for you to follow him through the town to the bridge north of the town square.
"Come on, Cyrene should meet us at the bridge," he says the voice of one who has not slept in days. He seems tired and acts like he wants to forget something. Constantly. As he walks, you catch a glimpse of something under his robe. It looks like an extremely thin archer's quiver strapped horizontally across the back of his waist. He leaps up twenty feet in the air, an amazing feat for someone who acted so slowly and calmly most of the time, and landed perfectly on the point of his toes on the post of the bridge. His eyes close and he seems to radiate a strange aura. It seems neither good nor evil, but like being blind in a dark room with a dying person. You can hear them struggle, you can feel their pain, but you can't help. At all. It was that feeling. Of helplessness and sorrow, the feeling of pure torment wrought from the blood of the innocent and the pure. You feel his pain. You are all in this together. You must act as one.

Ramuel followed, calmly taking note of the oddities about Bludd, he was obviously a much more unique individual than he let on. As they reached the bridge, he marveled at his leap, and then his tormented aura, but quickly snapped back into a state of calm observation, and sat in the shadow of the post Bludd was perched on.

OOC: I'm trying to create a darker atmosphere around Bludd. Is it working?
 

BIC:

Bludd rests on the post just above Ramuel's head, the wind whistles quietly and blows leaves from the trees, pushes grass on it's side and moves Bludd's hood slightly. He takes a deep breath and flips down, headfirst, onto the bridge itself. His tight cloth shoes make little noise as he lands in a crouching position on the rickety wooden bridge. He reaches into the robe and pulls out a candle, clenches his fist around the strangely long wick, and pulls. The wick burns with a bright flame for such a small source, illuminating the bridge and the calm river beneath it.

"So," he says slowly, staring into the fire, reflecting in his shining blue eyes. "I suppose we should get to know each other a little better, since we may be together for a while. Who wants to start?"

(OPTIONS:
You can reveal as much as you like about your character, depending on the trust your character has built with the team so far. Probably not much, I guess?)

Byron walks after bludd, so since we are talking about our past i guess it is a good as time to tell you I don' remmber my past. His blond hair kind shimmers in the sun light As he slowley approuches bludd. He looks like to be in his mid 25 to 30's his eyes shine more then his hair. He now rag and tag clothing that has been torn and beat up. He tan skin kinda sticks. Sorry i got ganked by the angry mob. I mean just because you kill a few unicorns doesn't mean you are a bad dude.

OOC; I migh tell you what happend to me later right now my freinds want o play hero's unlimted it is a role paying game so I will talk to you guys later bye

Ooc: My Turn!
 

Bludd stays silent and seems to scarcely breathe.

"I-I don't think I should say too much," He says, hesitation in his voice for the first time. "I don't know or trust any of you enough to reveal my life. Maybe in time," His voice trails off before he continues to speak.

"One thing you should know; I have multiple personalities, like I'm may people sharing one body. And they can manifest themselves in solid matter format," You dislike the sound of that.

((OOC: Im thinking cyrenes a no-show, anything we should do bout that? I pm'ed her a while back, but no response. KBM, use grammer, and quotations marks and stuff, it makes it much easier to read. Bludd, id say your atmosphere is definitly working, the mystery works really well.))

Ramuel sighed, reluctant to share about himself. "Well, as you might've noticed, im an elf. As a child, my mother snuck out of elfland, after running afoul of the government. She died on the long trip here, so i learned to live off of the streets, something i was rather good at, and as such, i lived fairly well. A member of the Guild of the Ninja found me, and i was adopted under them. For the 30 years since (Elves age differently) i have been training, until Bludd offered me a part in this group recently."

He settled back down, not wanting to talk any more until the last member arrived. He was starting to get very angry about how late he was.

Frank looks at Ramuel and says "well I kinda noticed but I never really paid too much attieon, I mean was I suppose to notice?" Byron then sighs a heavy sigh, and says "you are lucky that you can remember what your life been like. I can't even remember if I had a family or not. I am not even sure if I have any brothers or sister. Hell I don't even know what my mother and father looks like. I also can't remember anything accept me being found at the bottom of the some cliff." Frank looks at Bludd and says "so where are we going again? I mean I don't mean to question the leader or anything I just am very curious to know that is all""