Posts by ScarletDrakon

((Yes I have good ones for anime, though I could go find real if you wanted to go that direction.

(( Oh, I like her. She very pretty. I'll make my forms hopefully sometime today.

(( I would guess so on your end. It's alright, you get some rest. I'll see if I can get mine up today, maybe. XD

(( Yeah, and anime you can find one that matches the personality or desired look for the character. XD So anime then. ^^

"I guess I need to start explaining this mess right? Before I was even born, my family had always been in "support" of the war. My father being an advisor to the King of the Crepusculum Animae Kingdom, even though the riches he got from the job never ever made it back home. While my mother being nothing more of a peasant managed to make it by at home. Though months before she even knew she was with child, she signed me into the secret project "Proelio Magia Fortissimus". Hoping to end the war with the Clarum Cordis kingdom's destruction.

"Once I was born, and before I even knew it, I was ripped away from my parents and placed into the "Proelio Magia Fortissimus" project. Taking the magical talent I had, though normally wouldn't have ever unlocked, and unlocked it. Which is much like opening a chest of demons, yet these alchemists and loyalists to the Crepusculum Animae royal family didn't seem to care about taking that risk. Even going to the extent of implanting crystalized magical energy into my body, which I even still have the scars from as well. Which was too bad they didn't realize the magical energy crystals they implanted were filled with dark plague magic. Yet they probably wouldn't have cared if they had known.

"After getting through all of the beginning fazes of the project, did they take it one step further. Constantly training, training, and training. Training with any weapon crafted and forged, training in hand to hand combat, among plenty of other training methods. Though instead of watching over my magic training, they left me on my own for that. Bunch of mud-sucking toads if you ask me, yet it worked for both parties in the end. I could control my own training for it, and they would never know what my magic was.

"A few years down the road, when I was around the age of sixteen. A lone, what seemed to be, a castle guard paid the underground training area a visit. Which at that time, the controls and creators of the project had decided to leave my training to myself and started working with other children that were given to them. To say the least, I was curious about this and followed them to one of the meeting rooms. Listening from outside the room, which the guard who was in league with the Proelio Magia Fortissimus was explaining to the creators that one advisor was getting noisy into the disappearing children and rumors about the project. While the creators just brushed them off saying that it was impossible. A few weeks later, a list of all the children involved in the project and their magical talents just managed to go missing. With my name on the list, but with failure listed in the magical talent section.

"After the break in, I was pulled from training by myself and into the meeting room by two of the project's creators. Which they explained to me in full detail. My father, Elias Alburt Nexus, had be poking around about rumors of the project even since I "vanished". At which he did actually manage to find the underground base and take the list with the names of all the children and their magical talents. After he had found out I was on the list and believed that the failure next to my name meant that I was dead, he had set fire to the house with my mother and young twin sisters that I never knew about inside. Now, according to them, my father was on the run from the Crepusculum Animae kingdom and was going towards the Clarum Cordis kingdom in hopes of seeking asylum there. Then they explained to me why I was there, as they wanted to me to track down my father and kill him. Also warning me that refuse was not an option and that if I failed I would be the next meal for the hounds. So I went along with it, as I didn't have another choice.

"Finding him was easy and with a Claymore as my weapon it seemed simple enough. Taking the high route above his head, of the branches of the woods, the element of surprise would be mine. As soon as dusk fell on the land did I launch myself down striking him down with one slash. With my job done I started to head back, only to notice that there were other foot steps in the area and they were not mine. In a matter of seconds did several thugs leap from the bushes, wearing the colors of the Clarum Cordis kingdom along with the emblems. Clashing sword with sword as at least they were smart enough not to attack me one at a time. Yet as the sun was rising on the next day, it was myself still standing with those thugs corspes at my feet.

"After finally returning back to the Crepusculum Animae kingdom and back to the project's underground base, did word of my deed reach the kingdom. At which point they gave my the title of Demonic Avenger, which is alright I guess though the side notion of "Demoness" and "Demon Lord" was not what I was wanting. Which out of all of it, I think the project creators were just happen with the emotionless and ruthless warrior they had made.

"Currently, I am at the age of nineteen. My title hasn't gained me much of any supports as it has fearful followers and enemies. I train by myself with no partner, even though the creators' seem to discourage that. My magical talent and abilities grow strong and stronger by the day, while it goes un-noticed by the project creators. Even though it means I'm constantly on the brink between life and death, because of the plague magic interacting with the dark magic. Then again, what's life with the risk of death?"

"I guess I should explain the event's on my end then shouldn't I. I was raised in the Clarum Cordis kingdom, which is still at war with the Crepusculum Animae kingdom. My parents were normal farming peasants, who were tired of the heavy taxing by the king. So before I was born then allowed me to be taken by the secret underground project, the "Proelio Magia Fortissimus" project. So once I was born, I was given to them. I wonder if my parents are still alive today, as that's one question I don't know the answer too.

"I was taken by the project, had my magical talent unlocked, though other than that not much else happened. Then never tried to implant crystalized magical energy in me, though I believe that's because what-ever magic I didn't have didn't seem worth powering up. Well, that or they were saving it for someone that could handle it or a shortage of it at my time I was there. No matter, they unlocked it and then threw me right into the training program to become one of their warriors.

"At the age of seven, I did start looking around for stuff to do. Because with my lack of magical talent did they leave me alone a fair amount of the time. So I was curious about the place, though only to find my way into places us "warrior trainees" weren't allowed to go. Yet I was curious so I went into those places anyways. The first time I managed to sneak away did I find myself into one of their weird alchemy rooms, that all the newborn babies that were given to the project were brought to unlock their magical talent. After looking around for a while and finding several different crystals of magical energy, was I about to go for the door. Though with the sound of footsteps outside the door, did it lead to me diving under the nearest table and positioning myself in the shadows. I over heard a large amount of conversations from my time there, as yes I went back multiple times. Some about the new "test subjects" for the project, others about new crystals they managed to get before the other kingdom could, while worst of all was the main alchemist's singing when he was alone.

"For the next few years, I would do the same thing. Go into restricted areas of the underground base and see what was there. In which I managed to over hear a lot of different things, of how to ask for their next test subject. That those that couldn't survive the unlocking were fed to the hounds and how their parents would never know they died. Along with plans for assassinating the Crepusculum Animae royal family was going to be as easy as baking a cake. True, some of these things I wish I never overheard but I heard them anyways. And I could't turn back the clock on any of it.

"Once I was eleven did I manage to find my way into the scroll achieves of the base, which was better than having to over hear conversations. Some of it was information on the test subjects, which I only skimmed over for the most part. Though I kept looking through the scrolls, even find the notes of the main alchemist for the magic crystals. How each crystal had a different size, shape, and weight from those of another element. Along with the list of elements he had come across, Fire crystals, Water crystals, Ice crystals, Nature crystals, Poison crystals, Wind crystals, Light crystals, and Dark crystals. It was really fascinating to me, along with the fact that crystal could become dual crystals. While the process for a dual crystal only seemed to come across in nature though the main alchemist was trying to make dual crystals. Though I could read how far on the process he had gotten because I had to leave in a hurry with people looking for me.

"A few years later, when I was fifteen I was looking around the base again. Only this time finding myself in the magic crystal storage room, along with finding myself looking at all the crystals and spotting different types. Along with a fair amount of dual crystals which, in my brain, meant that the dual crystal creation system that the main alchemist was working on had finally worked. In my, well thoughtless looking around, did I accidentally knock one of the crystals which was a dual wind with something else in it off of it's holder. Snapping to attention did I quickly grab it out of the air to prevent the loud crash on the floor. I was going to put it back, though with hurried footsteps from outside did I just slide it into my pocket and sprint out of them and back to the training area. Grabbing a light weight sword and swung it at one of the training dummies to make it look like I was practicing. Later that night, when I was alone in my room did I check my pocket for the gem and it wasn't there. Then when getting changed for bed, to notice the scar on my right leg, exactly were the pocket with the gem was. Though I pushed it out of my mind since then.

"Present day, I am seventeen though I look older than my age. Because of my nonresistant magical talent, I have gained the nickname as "Noner" because of that. Though my title is "Blade Warrior" for my skills with sword play and sword based combat. While my magical talent isn't really there, I'm sure if I actually train it that it would maybe come around. Though who really knows. As my non-magical skills have gotten me this far, even though to the project I'm a bottom-tier failure. Then again, I might not be a failure forever, or at least a guy can hope."

((Forms, as I couldn't help myself. XD And I gave the kingdom's names and the project a name as well. I hope you don't mind. I can take them out if you want me too. The names for the kingdom's and project.))

:: Face Claim ::
Normal form - Lu (Tumblr- fanart)
Creature form - Lu (Noblesse) - Elsword

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:: Face Claim ::
Normal form - Chung (Tumblr- fanart)
Creature form - unknown (photo bucket)

(( It's alright. I just got into a groove that's how Kait's and Alexander's got soo long. XD Anyways, I though the names fit well. (Since its in medieval times, and I thought why not do the names in Latin. XD) So Clarum Cordis kingdom (Bright Heart Kingdom), Crepusculum Animae kingdom (Twilight Soul kingdom), and the "Proelio Magia Fortissimus" (Battle Magic Champion) project. Came to be. Oh, I love all of these characters sooo much! Can't wait for this to get underway. XD

(( When I saw Lara, I did fangirl out loud. And had a few students look at me but I don't care. As Lara is awesome and totally epic. Well since both of us have our characters done for this one, we could technically start. XD

(( I know that feeling. I always feel like I'm missing something. And I still need to do forms for the Zombie one. XD Guess I'll get to work on that. XD

(( I have no idea. Though hopefully something comes out. xD

(( Awesome! Two down just Zombie forms to go and all of our RPs can start. And I'm working on my forms for Zombies now. XD I'm soo excited for this, Put on your war paint, and the Zombies! XD

Noire Teratira

Appearance ::
Hair - Neon Green
Eye Color - Light Amber
Skin Color - Pale
Height - 5 foot even
Weight - Skinny (maybe around 65 lbs or lower)

History :: (This is going to be brief as it deleted my full out one and I don't want to write it again)
Born late into the second year of the Apocalypse.
Almost died early on when her father was infected.
Her father was killed by the military, and her mother and her were taken into the military's protection.
She lived with the other kids in the wall, though visited her mother from time to time.
Her mother, when she was with her at the age of seven, was killed by a Clicker in a Wall Breach.
She ran and hid in the basement of an old abandoned department store.
She made the department store her home, living on the third floor.
Never turning on the lights or electricity, even though it was there.
Practiced her knife skills on some of the dummies, along with making traps and decoys as of current time.

Personality ::
She's intelligent, but dislikes speaking. She is very stubborn and determined when she wants to do something. She tends to stick by herself, away from others, unless the choice of being alone will get her killed. She can be reckless at times.

Face Claim :: C2 - Code Geass

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Appearance ::
Hair Color - Red
Eye Color - Dark Brown
Skin Color - Pale
Height - 5 foot 7 inches
Weight - Almost Bone Skinny (Maybe around 45 lbs or lower)

History :: (Once again, his history got deleted too... So brief description)
Born during the end of the first year of the apocalypse.
Mother and Father became infected and tried to infect him, though was killed by a friend of the family.
They lived inside the Wall, until they became infected in a breach.
The Friend took Darkausi under his wing, and took them outside the wall to survive.
He learned how to fend for himself and outsmart along with kill Runners and Clickers.
When Darkausi was fifteen the two separated to go on their own and survive.
Currently Darkausi has been surviving on his own, with some ties to the other survivor groups. Though he is a "Free-Lancer" among them. Meaning he doesn't really stick around with any survivor group for long.

Personality ::
He's very intelligent and has learned how to fend for himself out in the infected world. Knowing to avoid Bloaters when ever he can, while he can kill Runners and Clickers without many problems. He serious and calm, learning how to silence and hold his breath for long periods of time to avoid detection from the Clickers. Though because he's never been around another human for long periods of time, his social skills are not the best. He doesn't know a lot about books, art, or anything else. Just how to survive outside the wall.

Face Claim :: Unknown anime male

(( Sorry they're so short. I had good forms for them, then the computer ate them. So this is the best recap I could do of them. As I don't remember everything I wrote on them.

(( Yeah! Starting time! XD))

The girl shifted back and forth ever so slightly, her amber eyes looking straight ahead and her trusty Claymore in it's scabbard on her belt. Already having the briefing on her latest assignment, and as far as she knew from the information given she was the only one going on this little mission. Or so they said that she would be, though she wasn't giving it much of a second thought. She had gone into one of the more deserted corridors, only to stop when a voice from slightly behind her caused her to freeze in place.

"Ready to go?" The voice sounded deep and mysterious in tone, but so it seemed all the controls of the project sounded like that to her.

She gave a simple nod in reply, no real talkative answer. Find the question easily as it's what they had been making her do for all of her life.

"You should be able to make it there in five days or six if complications arise." The voice said with an eerie ease to it. "After one moon, or thirty days, if you don't return we will assume your dead and send another." The voice said once before fading into the depths of the hallway.

"Thanks a lot for that "motivational" speech..." She grumbled slight to herself as she continued down the corridor, not daring to look back at where the voice was coming form. Walking through corridor after corridor until coming to the surface entrance outside the moat of the castle. Looking out into the distance, the bright fires of the battlefield could be seen form the border with ease. Already knowing that going through it would be a nightmare, so she decided on the route around through the forest. And briskly heading that way in a matter of seconds.

He briskly left the training area with his trustily blade in hand, after slicing a few dummies into pieces. It always seemed to calm him down before going out on a stressful mission, which for all he knew no one else would be going on. After walking down several corridors and once coming to the surface, shivering slightly for a moment by the cold air outside.

With a slight sigh, and his right hand on his blade's scabbard did he set out on the path that would lead I'm towards the next village, with a tattered brown travelers cloak covering his normal armor to keep himself hidden in plain sight. While his said task was clear. Go breaking into the other kingdom's castle, kill the royal family, and get back. Afterwards, it was clearly up in the air. Which wasn't his favorite thing ever. Starting down the road and pulling the cloak around him, did his mind start to wander about what would happen if he succeed and the aftermath of it.

(( Yes, well two of them could work in an office building. While the other two could work in a cafe down the block. That way on the race out of the places, once they are revealed to be magical creatures, they can meet up all together and find a place to hide and get acquainted.

(( Yeah, the computer ate it. I'll probably update their histories later on, to be descriptions. Though they'll due for now. XD And now that's all our characters completed. ^^

(( Indeed it will be. ^^ ))

After making it into the start of the forest, did she let her pace slow a little. Wanting to make sure no curious solider from the battlefield would coming looking because of a twig snapping. Continuing onwards through the start of the forest, did she finally look up at the tree branches and the starry sky above. Giving a slight exhale before launching herself up the nearest tree to one of the higher branches. Finding it better than walking on the ground. She gave a soft mental sigh to herself as she could feel the cold of the night, though it didn't feel too bad.

"Now if only forest went all the way to the castle walls..." She thought to herself launching her from the branch she was on to the next one. Hoping to get it going a little faster than just walking pace.

The guy slowly walked down the empty path, which seemed a little too empty for his liking. "Should some merchants or traveling shows be around here at this time of night...?" He thought to himself though had to shift it aside as he picked up his pace a little in hopes of making it into the other kingdom before noon the next day. Even though the towns he usually liked stay out of the way of going through them, though it was part of the quickest way to the other kingdom. Along with seeing some of the aftermath of the king's greed, with the starving citizens looking for any work that would pay enough to get them food and hiding form the king's men, or barbarian tax collectors.

While trying to avoid looking at the citizens of the town he was passing through did he quickly make his way through. "Maybe once this is over these people wouldn't have to hide anymore..." He thought to himself, even though in the pit of his stomach the hope didn't seem very true as he pondered on that thought as he left the little town.

In a matter of hours, and the roar of the clashing of swords and shield being louder and louder, was it apparent that she was closer to the battlefields. With the sun's rays starting to rise, that only made her take her leaps from tree branch to tree branch a little more carefully. As It was only another opportunity to be seen by enemy solders or even her own kingdom's solders, which she didn't put it past them that they would attack her anyways.

Already knowing the dangers with the sunlight coming through the trees, though as she paused for a moment to look down at the ground below. Mostly because a lot of thugs, from both kingdoms, like to use the forest and without spotting a single thug was different for her. Though letting the thugs aside, she had a suspicion that since no thugs were around she would probably be running into someone else, though as of current that hadn't happened.

She continued onwards, taking a leap to the next open tree branch. Making the decision that once the sun was higher in the sky, close to noon, would she stop and rest for a moment before heading to the other castle.

No matter what time, day or night, the towns always looked the same to him. Depressing, poor, and struggling to survive. With the tattered brown cloak over his armor, did he blend in a little, though he could still feel the sheer number of eyes on him. Mostly because locals to the town didn't know who he was and probably didn't want to find out.

Though out on the open road did he feel somewhat better. Away from the town's prying eyes trying to guess if he was another poor townsfolk or one of the king's debt collectors in disguise. At least he managed to breath a sigh of relief that no one, even the nosy children, hadn't tried to pull of his cloak. Mostly because with his armor and their judging eyes, he would have been chased out of the village along with causing an uproar.

((Okay! This is going to be fun. XD))

Tsukuyomi

The white hair girl gave of a small yawn as she sneaked in the back door of the cafe. Mostly because taking the front door entrance and it would have been odious to her boss, owner and cranky pants of the cafe, that she was late yet again. One thing she couldn't help with, going out and having a little fun of her own, just to wake up and be running late like usual.

"Well, looks like I outsmarted him this time..." She snickered to herself gently closing the back door, already dressed in the little waitress outfit. "Looking like the scores now three to one." She smirked as her back was still to the rest of the place, whipping the smirk off her face when she turned around and headed out to the working size of the cafe. "I guess to work now..." She sighed heading towards the baked goods and decided to get some fresh ones going, as the ones in the cases were running out and some of yesterdays leftover produce. While paint on, mental, her little act for around humans did she tie on an apron and get to work on the dough for the fresh bread.

Braden
The blond hair guy slowly wandered up the stairs and into the office. The circles under his eyes easily showing the sleepless nights for the last few days, though with a muffled yawn did he manage to say his good mornings to most of the people in the office. Taking a weaved path towards his desk, making a mental note that whoever decided on the times to be here just wanted to torture people by making it too early in the morning. Along with learning how to sleep on spring mattresses that humans use.

His gaze stuck, drawing him out of his thoughts at the papers, memos, and forms stacked all over his desk. The hatred gleaming in his eyes for a second before vanishing before anyone could spot it. He walked over to the stacks of papers, looking through them for a moment. Papers that had to be signed, memos that needed to be sent, and forms that needed to be copied and filled out. He sighed to himself, on the verge of rethinking why he took this human job here of all places. Knowing if he didn't touch them, it would be "slacking off" and an excuse to get fired. Yet being fired seemed like a good idea, he decided against it. Taking a moment to walk over towards the water cooler, were some of the human men of the office tended to gather. Hopeful the talk of the day would be of the "football" game that was on last night, as those topics always bored him even more.

The girl slowly shifted away from the windows of the first floor of the department store as a group of two to three soldiers passed by, even though she was already inside after the curfew. Though she had a pretty fair idea that getting spotted by them would lead to her back in the "protected" housing, remembering how well it did for her mother. Clearly the day was already a little hectic, having to kill two clickers that were getting a little too interested in the boarded up back door of the first floor, than the runner than stumbled across the dead clickers afterwards. Though that wasn't the only reason she was on the first floor of the place, she was trying to fix some of the booby traps that she had made and the only time she could find to do it was now. Taking the old cloths and moving them back where they should be, moving old rusty clothing racks back into their position, along with moving around the dummies to keep every set in the ready to spring state.

Once she was finished, did she quietly and careful make her way over to the old elevator with it's doors rusted open, without setting off one of her booby traps. Only once in the elevator did she push herself up onto the rail on the back wall of the elevator and pushed the mini door to the top of the elevator open and pulled herself through it. Closing the elevator hatch afterward, in which she looked over at the wall where the doors were, at least somewhat happy that the rope latter was still there.

With in a few minutes did she climb the latter to the third floor and pull herself up onto it. Taking a few breaths afterwards trying to regain her breath. Once she had did she turn around and start rolling up the latter so the third floor was then cut off from the ground floor, except for the stairs. Which she avoided after booby trapping the likes of them, to a point she couldn't make it through them anymore. After that she threw herself on the "bed" made of different clothing and dummy stuffing and sighed to herself. Looking at the knifes, and somewhat rusty, pierced shallowly into the old wooded display table nearby. Along with one gun that's ammo was starting to run out. Starting to wonder what life outside the walls were, as it wouldn't be of much use with "money" or green paper the military threw around like it was the meaning of life. "Maybe one day I'll get out of here..."

The red haired guy raced down the old dusty streets one of the cities outside the wall of the military. Running hard, and running as fast as he could for the last few minutes. With a sigh slightly escaping his mouth as he went along running. At least it seemed like another normal day...

"STOP HIM! SOMEONE SHOT HIM!!"

Well, almost another normal day. Instead of being chased by clickers or runners, he was being chased by the military for a change. As some bullets whizzed past his head, and the somewhat cocky side was coming forward as he shouted behind him. "Come on! You guys shot like Stormtroopers!" He shouted the first that came to his mind having hid out in a old comic book shop. Which the shout only managed to get more bullet fire in response. "Jhesh! Everyone's a critic!" He said laughing between pants as he rounded another corner to avoid the fire. "Wonder if this will be my last chase..." He muttered to himself as he raced onwards and into an old auto shop with the entire sign on the ground and only the outline remained on the walls. "Maybe they won't look here... Maybe..."

Kait Iris Nexus - Demonic Avenger (Demon Lord)

The girl looked down with her cold amber eyes, at the sound of a voice from below. The woman below with long black hair, along with feather wings. The emotion of shock didn't even seem to register on her face as she only just looked down at the winged girl. "Am I suppose to be scared or dying of laughter..." she thought to herself as the girl below wasn't really frightening by any definition of the word, in her vocabulary.

"Jumping from branch to branch without a care in the world." She curtly replied, while it wasn't a full lie it wasn't the full truth either. "Why do you ask? Never seen a girl in a tree before?" She said with a slight ease, even though the sounds of rustling bushes either meant more company or scared rabbits. Her bet was on the first choice.

Alexander Marthen Manwell

After having enough of prying eyes and looks, along with the sounds of the battlefield getting a little too close for comfort. He decided the head into the forest, for a little more cover. Even though this would be the first time he would be in the forest, his nerves were starting to show through his rouge skin. Trying to calm his nerves a little did he under his cloak right his left hand over the scabbard of his sword as it always seemed to help him when he was either nervous or stressed.