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Plot Details: Brief Synopsis

In the mystical world of Tryne, a powerful sorcerer has used dark magic to open doorways to other realms and dimensions, summoning otherworldly beings to do his dark bidding and invade Tryne. Using Tryne as a vessel to enter the other realms, he plans on capturing or destroying all worlds within; Whatever comes first. The Council of Light foresaw a coming: "Adepts", a group of humans with certain abilities, would be the ones to save Tryne, as it’s the only way they can save their land…and make it back home.
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Further Breakdown

As previously stated, you, the players, will be playing part of the select group of “Adepts” from all over modern-day Earth. These characters, whatever their upbringing, their race, will hold an ability, some sort of power that will be further developed in Tryne. Back home, they’d have had limited experience with it, experiencing it a time or two, so they’ve no real understanding of triggers; Perhaps a few even wrote it off as nothing more than a freak dream, or an out-of-body experience. These characters can be from all over the world, nothing relating them to each other at all, other than being called to this new world, and these experiences they’d likely have written off long before the summoning.

Once in Tryne, they’d be able to further harness their ability, figure out how it works. After all, only once they can figure out how to control what they possess will they have any hope of getting back home; A home that may, or may not, exist when the sorcerer is through.
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Deciding on a Power

Each character is going to possess one Psychic Phenomena Ability. Now, while I won’t actually give you a list to choose from, as I want you to choose based on what’s organic for your character and their personality, there will be a limit to how the power works and how powerful it is overall. As an example, if you choose “teleportation”, you can only go across short distances or you can only teleport yourself and not your belongings (clothing excluded from this). To figure out what ability you’d like to have, we can either talk about it via PM and figure out the limitations to your ideas, or you can post your character for approval and we’ll discuss it then.

For power examples, click the spoiler below. Remember, powers are not limited to what I’ve provided within this spoiler; It’s merely a jumping off point.
  • Pyrokinesis
  • Aquakinesis
  • Telekinesis
  • Telepathy
  • Electrokinesis
  • Aerokinesis
  • Umbrakinesis
  • Teleportation
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Death

As in life, actions have consequences. Actions have equal and opposite reactions. Some of the time, they’re good, whereas other times...they aren’t. So, just like in life, this roleplay will have those consequences.

Depending on the course this roleplay takes, your character can end up in precarious situations that can--very likely will--leave them mortally wounded, or extremely injured in some way. These characters aren’t immortals nor gods, so these injuries will be explored. When the time comes, a decision will be made. You, the player, will have the choice: you can accept the impending death, or you can roll the dice. You won’t know what you’re rolling for exactly, as I will hold the key. Once you’ve gotten your number...a scene will be written to depict your fate and the roleplay will continue as it was with the new addition.

If they do die, and you wish to have further involvement with the thread, you’ll have the opportunity to play another NPC creature down the road, or I may allow you to play one of other NPC characters that the others would interact with.

By submitting a character sheet for approval, you’re accepting this clause. By submitting, you are stating, “I’m okay with the potential for my character to die.”
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Further Notes

There will be the opportunity for those that volunteer later on to play some of the NPC creatures or things that you’ll happen across (this is not limited to the character death clause). When the time comes, I’ll send out PMs to iron out details and only the person that I speak with is to have the details. You won’t know of the creature ahead of time, so if you volunteer, do so via PM (with your preferences) and I’ll keep it on hand to pull when an opportunity comes up that I think you’ll be good for.

Also, as you’ll notice, the location descriptions are sparse. That’s because you’re not meant to see the entirety of the world before you reach it. I’ll update the OOC each time you come into another area, along with giving a post to tell you what you can see, but you’ll only get that when you’re meant to see it. The posts won’t outline every detail, but here in the OOC you’ll have a full work up of the area so that you won’t have to solely react, so that you can explore as you wish and take the story in whatever direction your characters decide.
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Character Sheet

These characters can be from all over the world. Completely run of the mill people with nothing overly special about them, they’ll be ripped from the world they know and dropped into another realm entirely without warning, without reason, without guide. While these characters will have had minor, brief experiences with their abilities throughout their lives, they’d never have been gotten control of it, figured out triggers; If anything, they’d have written it off, or fought to keep whatever experience they had secret.
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Asteria
Eferhilda
Arch_Angel78415
Uratan
DarkHorse
Nizrindane
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PostPosted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 10:16 pm 

Even in these chains, you can't stop me

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Asteria's Telepath:
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Name: Jaycie Airaelle-Alin Casrra
Age: Twenty-Four [[24]] - Born 20th of October, 1989
Gender: Female
Description: The most prominent feature on Jaycie’s form is her eyes, her gaze. Clouded over but with an intensity some with sight lacked, her eyes are a brilliant shade of the lightest blue, bordering on a solid white. They show more of the true emotion she harbors, outside her usual smiles and pleasant demeanor. They show the fear, the doubt, the nerves that go otherwise unvoiced, and they reflect that smile ten times as brightly when it graces her features.

From her eyes, one moves down the slender bridge of her nose and to her soft lips. As said, smiles frequently appear upon this particular feature, only surpassed by her eyes for her most striking feature. When such would make itself at home on her features, it'd pull at the corners of her lips, lifting them into a light (though genuine) expression. And, often times, if it was only half of a smile, the silken feature would only shift on one side; her right side, to be specific. A delicate jawline rounded out her face while long, dark hair framed the rest of it, sideswept bangs hanging over part of her forehead while the rest of her hair was generally in loose waves or pulled back into a ponytail to keep it free of her eyes.

Jaycie stands at a mere five-foot, five-inches tall, frame adorned in natural, seemingly sun-kissed skin. Her body was thin, lithe, though there was just enough curve to assure another that she was, indeed, of the female persuasion if her face alone wasn't enough to go by. That’s not to say she was overly endowed; far from it, in fact. But, she did have a certain something, from the curve of her hip to the swell of her breast that was just enough.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Telepathy

Weapon: Long Staff, for its ability to be multi-purpose. “Blinkin” can hit adversaries or use it like the cane she left back home. It's made of the finest, lightest white wood, but is hard as stone, impossible to break and can elongate or contract, depending on the wielder's needs.

Character Biography: Jaycie was born blind on a cold day in October, the ice blue of her eyes in comparison to her other dark features startling her parents. Nothing in the usual tests had shown there would be such a defect, so it went without saying that they were taken aback by the near crystalline gaze that stared at nothing, perpetually in the dark.

And, because they were so taken aback, she was nearly given up for adoption that very day. The idea of all the responsibility that would come with a blind child felt like an immense burden to bear for her father, while her mother had been a nervous wreck without this added hurdle. Thankfully, a nurse continued to talk it through with them both, explaining that it wasn’t as bad as they were perceiving it to be; Yes, there would be some tasks that would be harder to teach, but it was, by no means, impossible. All they needed was a bit of patience and their Jaycie would be as happy and healthy as any other child.

Just as the nurse had assured them, Jaycie grew up to be a happy, healthy child. She had a constant supply of energy, always ready to go out and about to play or go with one of her parents for a walk. She even got brave every once in a while and went swimming when the mood struck. Had it not been for the intensely light gaze that had a habit of focusing toward whatever sound she heard and holding that spot (sometimes inadvertently catching another person without meaning to (a fact that she was oblivious to)), it wouldn’t have been known that she had NLP Blindness. Her eyes did unnerve some people as she continued to grow, so sunglasses were added when she was around those she knew were uncomfortable and life resumed without issue.

It wasn’t until she was in middle school that she had her first experience with telepathy.

Everyone had been talking of a lunar eclipse that they'd all stayed up to see. Brilliant hues of red and orange taking over the moon’s usual bright glow, painting the world below in shades of crimson. She'd originally asked someone to try and describe the array of colors, wanting desperately to see what they’d all seen, but it was impossible for anyone to give her any comparison that she was familiar with. Some struggled with using other colors to describe it, or asking if she knew the color of an object; Each of these conversations ended in mumbling and the person shifting away so that she had to try again with someone new.

As she'd grown tired of missing the beauty people described, she'd retreated into herself, trying to force an image of something, anything, her arm brushing against a boy in her class as they passed by her desk...And, as if flipping a switch, there it was. The eclipse that so many had been boasting about was suddenly there in her mind, vibrant, bright, startling. Unable to comprehend what she’d seen in that brief moment, she jumped, falling out of her chair, the vision firmly embedded into her mind.

Eferhilda's Vectokinetic:
Name: Jared Evans
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Description:
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Jared is meek in both appearance and personality, often gone before any notices he was ever there in the first place. This is quite the feat as he stands at a good 5’10 and has a lean build of about 180lbs. Meticulous to the point of being almost OCD, he finds himself most comfortable in a semi-formal attire. Clean shaven and well groomed he goes into a near panic if he finds himself disheveled. This can be very troublesome to the young man who suffers from a rather serious case of asthma.


Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Vectokinesis

Weapon: A simple black knife is what was given to him. Its only power seems to be the power of recall. Basically he can call the blade back to him where he is.

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Character Biography: Shy and reserved Jared preferred to spend his time in the library, reading, writing and drawing. Meek would be a word that described him. He would rather run then deal with any conflict, which is probably how he discovered his power. Standing outside his home listening to his parents argue, about him of course. His father wanting him to play more sports and be active, his mother telling his father to just leave him be, that he had other talents to speak of. Standing there, his hand gripping the knob in a clammy sweat he closed his eyes and wished he could just be in his room. The air moved about him and when he opened his eyes....there he was standing in his room. It was one of the very few times that he ended up anywhere he wanted, often he would close his eyes and when he opened them find himself alone, but also lost at the same time.

Uratan's Biokinetic:
Name: Pat O'Reilly
Age: 20
Gender: Male (many mistake for female)
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Tall, slender, and lithe in frame most days, Pat leaves much to the imagination. His features clash between feminine and masculine enough to confuse most as to what remains hidden beneath the clothing, with his malnourished physique and lack of body hair adding further distress of those attempting to guess the gender. He has deep brown eyes set slightly into the sockets, and light brown hair swept back, that emphasizes larger than average ears

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Biokinesis

Weapon: A pair Chinese hook swords Image

Character Biography: Pat has gender identity issues dating back to elementary school, being bullied at home and at school by family and friends. His parents were supportive, but having four varsity team brothers constantly put you down from childhood put a strain on the mind. Add that to his classmates constant teasing, and you have the recipe for a shut in confused about his own identity.

Late in his senior year of high school just before graduation, The bullying escalated severely. A group from the wrestling team cornered him, and stripped him down to "find out once and for all." They pushed and tore, and once they got the shirt torn off it happened. His wrist locked onto the color of the leader, face and body changing before their eyes into the man he held. Everyone too shocked to do anything, Pat dragged his arms towards the wall flexing the new muscles in the process and slammed him harshly into the solid barrier. Turning back to the crowd breathing heavily, he screamed at them in blind rage, and they fled in terror.

Panting heavily he stared at the unconscious wrestler on the ground, then at his own arms. It frightened him, and rage quickly became terror. He scooped up his clothes and quickly drove home.

Nedovak's Electrokinetic:
Name: Jason Chase

Age: 21

Gender: male

Description: Standing at five foot ten inches 5'10" Jason has short dark brown hair and light blue eyes. A slightly angular jaw line highlights a lopsided grin that always makes Jason look like he is planning something. While Jason is in good shape he is not over muscled preferring to use his speed and dexterity over strength.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Electrokinesis

Weapon:
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A fixed blade that is eight inches long 8" the full knife is fourteen inches long 14" a twenty foot long tensile metal wire with a weight on the end that extends and retracts from the hilt of the knife on command.

Character Biography: Jason was born shortly after midnight in a New York city hospital in the middle of a lightning storm. Unknown to him shortly after his birth Jason's mother left her husband and six months later remarried. Jason had a fairly normal childhood his father worked as a high profile architect and his mother worked as a physics professor. As he grew up Jason went to school had the occasional bully and spent most of his time with his friends. As he grew older Jason and his friends found the joys of stories and games from a day at the arcade to a few hours every week playing various table top games. It was these games that first sparked Jason's desire for intellectual challenges. After High school Jason enrolled in college with no real direction just taking classes that intrigued and challenged him.

Through his life Jason unknowingly had many encounters with his hidden power mostly watch batteries dieing very quickly. Occasionally he would find computers he used for an extended period of time having performance issues he usually chalked this up to viruses.

Glacier-Knight's Electrokinetic:
Name: Kyle Agustus Miller

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Description:Fairly unassuming Kyle is a man in his early twenties, standing roughly six feet tall with a muscular build. Shaved Blond hair covers the top of his head, a hold over from his years of ROTC during high school and college. By most standards he would be considered handsome, a working man with a rugged face and a five o'clock shadow. His piercing blue eyes hold a keen intellect behind their glacial walls and strengthen the image of a man in his prime.
Broad shoulders rest below his head, typical shoulders one would find possessed by a linebacker or other athlete of that type. A fit muscular body, sun tanned and weather beaten skin attest to the beginning of a life working in the sun and seasons. An honest life has bred a hard working man and his features show it.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Electrokinesis

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A katana with an azure sheath, the blade is made from a highly conductive but durable metal.

Character Biography:Kyle Agustus Miller, or Aug to his close friends, grew up in a quiet back woods town in the southern United States. He was told that his mother died while he was still young, leaving his father to raise him on his own. His father in actuality hid from him the fact that she left to escape from his abusive personality.

At a young age Kyle became fascinated by electricity and what could be achieved with it, never once did he cringe or cry when storms would roll in only standing and watching in awe as the lightning struck and peels of thunder resounded. His life was uneventful, an only child to a single dad growing up and doing his best to help his father out, it wasn't until his senior year in high school that anything of interest happened. As he was hiking through the woods like he often did on the weekends a storm rolled in, this wasn't the first time he was out during a storm in fact he preferred these outings if it was pouring rain and the air was charged with static.

As Kyle came to the last stretch before home, soaked to the bone and smiling from ear to ear he was confronted by a bear, they were common in these parts a black bear and it looked angry. He did his best to stay calm, knowing that any sudden moves could set the beast off. As he did his best to back away he stepped on a branch and slipped into the soft mud beneath him, the bear didn't miss a beat and with a roar it began to thunder his way. Raising his arms in a pathetic defense he curled up praying that something would stop the bear, just as he felt the bears paws land down next to him and the hot breath of it's muzzles come down on his arms he let out a strangled cry. The bears teeth sunk into his arm but they stopped as suddenly as they started, the bear let out a whimper and backed off with it's head hung low. It continued to look at Kyle and back up, the fur on it's body standing on end. Looking down at his bleeding arm he saw his own hair standing on edge and a small spark jump between two of the hairs, startled he got up and stumbled through the mud till he reached the back porch of his house. Falling onto his back he panted and held his arm to his chest, the bleeding having slowed significantly, his hair was back to it's normal position and he leaned back closing his eyes. From that day forward he was wary of the forest but any time a storm came through he could almost feel the static in the air and relished in it.

Volatile's Tactile Telekinetic:
Name: Corban

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Description: Corban is an average looking male with short hair gelled in an attractive mess. He stands at 5'7" and weighs roughly 163lbs. He's not an athlete but he's no slouch either, working out a few days a week to keep himself relatively in shape. A basic beige skin tone gives him little color as his night life doesn't let him see much sunlight. His eyes are what sets him apart from other people as they are a strong and piercing green color. His face is angular but masculine. Corban adorns himself with a simple black jacket over a white T-shirt, blue jeans and black ankle boots.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Superhuman Speed (Tactile Telekinesis)

Weapon: A pair of basket Cutlass swords. The two swords share the same sheathe and can be used as one or split for dual-wielding purposes. Their only real specialty is their durability being nearly indestructible. [spoiler]Image

Character Biography: Corban was six when father died in front of him. The incident involved a car chase with the police that Corban and his dad witnessed from a nearby sidewalk. The patrol car took a turn too wide and popped the curb. At the last second Corban's father managed to push him out of the way before being struck by the cruiser, killing him instantly. Soon after, Corban's Uncle moved in and for eleven years abused Corban's mother and blamed Corban for his father's death. When Corban was sixteen he witnessed his uncle beating his mother for the last time. He watched in horror from the living room while his uncle waved a kitchen knife around and then sliced his mother's face. When his uncle reared back for another slash, time seemed to slow down and Corban, blind with anger, vaulted himself forward. In an instant his uncle had been slammed against the cabinets so hard, the impact killed him. His mother was horrified and after getting over the shock she called the police. Corban ran from the house and made his way to the inner city, where he spent the next ten years on the streets with a gang of petty crooks and thieves.


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Arch_Angel78415's Terrakinetic:
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Name: Emmett Grimm
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description: Emmett is almost the epitome of an awkward, yet outgoing young adult fresh out of adolescence. He grew into himself reasonably well, though his brown eyes might seem a little big, doe eyed if you will. His style varies as much as any college kid, layered with a plaid over a t, a solid vneck with jeans, a good pair of converse. A slightly upturned nose and good cheek bones, eyes set reasonably apart, all and all your average 20 year old.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Terrakinesis (Manipulation of earthen materials)

Weapon: Naginata
Mad'Amar, or 'Earth Eater', is known for it's uncanny ability to cut through any number of common elements. Stone cannot stand up to a blade, as it is said the last being to wield it cut some of the largest chasms into existence in their battles. Pray for the lonely mountain that stands in Mad'Amar's way.

Character Biography: Emmett has almost always been exceptionally lucky, though perhaps saying it like that is to broad. It's not like he constantly found money laying around, or scored crazy trick shots out on the basketball court. His luck came about in a number of other ways. Such as, being born to his parents, loving and nurturing as they come, but also well off enough that he really got to enjoy growing up.

When he was younger, he played soccer in little league as a striker, the one often attempting to score the goals and put pressure on the other team. Often he'd be making a run on the goal when the other teams defense would seem to have bad footing perhaps? Kids would trip on 'level' ground, he would have seemingly better traction, the goalies toe might catch on some lip that shouldn't have been there. Nothing ever seemed out of the ordinary, and people took it for exactly what it'd always looks likes. Kids tripping on the field.

As he got older he was happy and seemingly outgoing, and through some parental guidance and maybe some teenage rebellion, he finally started to take school a bit more seriously. Come highschool his studies were great, but he also stuck out in lacrosse. He was an attacker here as well, and always seemed just a little faster than the defenders. Lacrosse players have to be able to move and the field just seemed to love him. He never lost his footing, never stumbled, could out maneuver even the best defenders who could have a solid season and then in a game against his team look like they forgot how to run.

So, maybe he was cheating, not on purpose mind you, he just thought he was lucky was all. Regardless of how he got there, he ended up with a full ride to the college of his choice on a lacrosse scholarship and even got the school to agree to let him start a term later as long as he came back just as 'skilled' as ever. With his free term, his parents gave him the freedom to muck about the world with a couple of his friends who were more adventurous than he'd been known to be.

On this trip they'd ended up deciding to go rock climbing, specifically 'face climbing', something Emmett had never done outside of indoor gyms from time to time where it was called bouldering. Halfway up the climb, what seemed like it should've spelled disaster happened. He was working his way up a section of rock, trying to climb over a lip with some not so great handholds when suddenly he lost his grip and fell. The rope caught him after a distance, but tore out the last hook he'd put in place. He swung towards the wall, hitting hard before sliding down towards a ledge he'd gotten over not long ago. The momentum he was gathering though made the situation far less than favorable. He panicked and scrambled to get hold of something, getting closer and closer to the edge before closing his eyes. He slammed his feet against the wall and suddenly he came to a stop. A rough one, but a stop none the less. When he opened his eyes, both his feet rested on foot shaped rock outcroppings that he definitely did not remember passing. His friends checked on him and the event passed, but he'd never forget it. It just seemed so... impossible.

Now he was in his second year of college. The event was behind him, he was enjoying lacrosse just as much as ever, but there was so much more. He'd made friends with a number of people who were in a similar major path to what he was working towards, joined a few clubs, and kept himself busy. He was loving it though, albeit sometimes he did get a little stressed. What better way to relieve stress than playing a game of quidditch though, right?
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AperionX's Pyrokinetic:
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Name: David Stephens
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Description: David Stephens is both unusual and tall. He is a yellow haired spectacle and irrefutably a British looking male. His hair falls on his head ragged and harsh, without a smooth grace that illustrates silky hair which falls altogether, one in the same. His ears have a perk for any occasion but are neither small nor large. His cheekbones do not jut, nor pronounce themselves by their own features, but only in combination with his ebullient face which brightens every once in a while. His mouth is soft and his lips seem long, as if the surface had more sides than a usual mouth, which gives him the appearance of an enchanter. His most striking feature is his nose which is the one feature that juts out and on top is his tortoise-shelled full rimmed vintage glasses which he doesn’t really need since he has perfect vision. It is perhaps these spectacles that frame his face altogether, a sort of oblong mess with ragged hair, perfect ears, and a multifaceted mouth.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Pyrokenesis. He was once able to coat his skin with a stifled flame and received no damage.

Weapon: A Knife.

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Character Biography: A meticulous spirit by trade, David is the epitome a careful craft. He looks over things twice or three times and analyzes matters much more. He is careful of people since he knows people make mistakes. His occupation is that of an accountant. He works in the old fashion, by paper and pen to a General Ledger, tracking and tracing invoices, liabilities, property, plant and equipment. He is currently on his way to becoming a Chartered Accountant which he hopes will pay as least as equally as he is diligent.

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David Stephens does have a wild side. He loves hiking in the heights of the Appalachian Mountains where he serenades with a stick he picks up from the ground. He is rather fit, slender and athletic for an accountant although he usually doesn’t break a sweat for other people. David is a professional and haughty to many others which he might find underneath him in the social ladder, with the exception of his bosses and clients. He has an apartment which he solicits for rent and although he interviews those asking, he often humours himself instead of having any thought of hiring anyone. Why should he? He has the income as it is.

As a young boy, David was rather unremarkable. He played with the boys and enjoyed the company of females, suffice that they were of a high privileged class. He played football or as the Americans call it, soccer, with his peers; cricket was a sport he did in a private high school of which he enjoyed many lofty memories. As he got older and less lubricated with age, he started to play Polo. His friends were rather enjoyable and well-kept with news, business and some even had a PhilD and were doing post graduate studies. They were at the height of fashion among their peers in Imperial University. A soft cashmere sweater folded over the backs of these men, with khakis and dress shirts, they exuded luxury and colour. These days, David is paying his own rent, buying his own groceries, eating out and finding days where he sleeps early to be a bit more miserable than previous nights where he stayed up late.

Nizrindane's Umbrakinetic:
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Name: Silas Striker
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Description: The first thing you will notice about Silas is his eyes. Shining so brightly, his eyes glisten like rubies. Or perhaps so vibrant that one would envision his eyes could set a man on fire, but in truth they reveal the great passion and liveliness. From his eyes, one then turns to his nose and soft lips. As such a feature appears upon his face, it pulls at his lips, lifting them up into a light expression. There is another form of this, however, as his lips pull away from one another, revealing his teeth, giving off a more hunter-like feel to his face. His soft jawline frames his face, making it pretty as long, sleek black hair falls past his shoulders and covers his right eye.

Silas stands at 5'8", wrapped in natural cream-colored skin. His lithe and slightly muscular frame bears some curves to him. But that did not imply he is greatly endowed, but he was something to see from his pretty face to his chiseled body.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Umbrakinesis (Darkness Manipulation)

Weapon: Swordesque Spear
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Character Biography: In accordance to his last name, Silas is a hunter of many things, greatly interested in what he wants and sometimes the interests of others. His affinity does range from short-lived to nearly everlasting depending on whether it was easy or hard to obtain. His interests usually go to what he needs and sometimes what he wants, but when it comes to people, he does take it a few steps back. Silas is a flirtatious yet respectable charmer who loves to gives chase, and is usually persistent until he notices a red flag. If the person enjoys the chase and even welcomes or tries to turn the tables on him, he will continue to give chase or sometimes allow himself to be chased. If the person tell him to back off or does not seem interested, he will leave them be, no matter how much he wants to try again. He loves to flatter people, even his enemies, often saying anything to make them blush and quiver with modesty. With his dreams crushed by his own mother, he has fallen into a tough state of depression, in which when he normally approaches with no fear, he is scared to talk to anyone and will shy away from anyone, often telling the person that he is a waste of time.

Silas is the son of self-made millionaire, Everett Roswell who struck it big in his own construction company. His mother on the other hand is just a money grubbing bimbo. When Silas was born and left alone with his mother, she tried to hide the baby from its father and nurses when they left for another patient that had went into labor and faked the baby not making it. However, one of the nurses finds baby Silas and took him in herself. Despite being the son of a wealthy family, Silas has grown a bit attached to not being wealthy and working for an honest buck. His adopted mother was firm but fair on him, but she was hard worker and made Silas the same way. Of course, she did tell the boy's father when he turned 5. His father had him home schooled until High School came around and even attended any and all events Silas got involved in. And where is his mother, many ask... well she is off, basking in her husband's wealth and missing the glories of the son she tried to hide.

It was not until Silas had turned 18 that his father had decided to take back custody of the son he loved so dearly. For the first time in his life, he was truly excited. He would have a family as he often dreamt. The reunion went well for a moment... His mother acted with nothing but disdain and disgust for the poor boy. She even confessed that she tried to hide him in order to have her husband and his money to her greedy self. Her unfeeling words were like stones in Silas' heart. His dreams crushed, bewildered by his mother's selfish actions. Did he even mean anything to her? Was his life just a waste? As Silas' smile quickly turned into a frown... The room was enveloped in a shroud of the black of night. This was the first time, but Silas was too heartbroken from hearing the dreadful truth from his mother to truly notice anything around him.

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Donovan is considered by most to be a freakish athlete standing at a whopping 6’5 and weighing in at a lean 215 pounds. His dark hair is kept cropped short, which blends seamlessly with the short, trimmed beard that frames his strong, defined jawline. His skin, possessing the tone and color of one who spends too much time in the sun, helps to accentuate and brighten his green eyes. A pair of broad shoulders, large arms and a wide muscular back give Donovan the appearance of someone larger while a pair of long, powerful legs balance him out


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Character Biography: Raised in an upper class family in Diamond Bar, California, Donovan excelled in sport at an early age earning the nickname “Clutch”, for his “knack” of game winning moments, completely oblivious to his ability to this very day. His “luck” carried him through high school where he was a highly touted recruit in both football and baseball and he ultimately decided to stay close to home and attend his dream school of UCLA. Here he continued his athletic success as a multi sport athlete while also studying aerospace engineering. His affable personality and nature coupled with the mix of pride, arrogance, confidence, humility and narcissism that comes with being an elite athlete, has led Barnett to being well liked and respected amongst his peers. He is considered a top prospect in the upcoming MLB Draft as his senior year comes to an end and looks to possibly do what very few others have done which is to excel in the pros as a two-sport athlete.

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Vaaris Plains:
The Vaaris Plains is the outermost southern point of Tryne. Beginning at the edge of a jagged cliff overlooking a bottomless sea, your eyes see nothing immediately near you. Just the vast expanse of long grass swaying in the breeze, almost as alive as the swirling waters below you; Waters that were being added to by a waterfall, connected to a thin river that cut the valley in half. Not a tree to be seen for what looks to be nearly a mile stretch of only the greenest grass, pebbles and sand underfoot, you can make out no true identifying marks in your immediate area, save for a single boulder nearer that overhang amid the sea of waving grain.

To the left you see mountains, reaching high into the sky with their peaks covered by clouds. To the right you see more mountains, though these are lower, not lost in the sky, somehow colder than the rest, their peaks white. You can make out something in the far distance straight ahead, through the clouds, the various plants and things, but nothing you can distinguish without getting closer.

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Jared is meek in both appearance and personality, often gone before any notices he was ever there in the first place. This is quite the feat as he stands at a good 5’10 and has a lean build of about 180lbs. Meticulous to the point of being almost OCD, he finds himself most comfortable in a semi-formal attire. Clean shaven and well groomed he goes into a near panic if he finds himself disheveled. This can be very troublesome to the young man who suffers from a rather serious case of asthma.


Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Vectokinesis (ability of minor teleportation)

Weapon: A simple black knife is what was given to him. Its only power seems to be the power of recall. Basically he can call the blade back to him where he is.

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Character Biography: Shy and reserved Jared preferred to spend his time in the library, reading, writing and drawing. Meek would be a word that described him. He would rather run then deal with any conflict, which is probably how he discovered his power. Standing outside his home listening to his parents argue, about him of course. His father wanting him to play more sports and be active, his mother telling his father to just leave him be, that he had other talents to speak of. Standing there, his hand gripping the knob in a clammy sweat he closed his eyes and wished he could just be in his room. The air moved about him and when he opened his eyes....there he was standing in his room. It was one of the very few times that he ended up anywhere he wanted, often he would close his eyes and when he opened them find himself alone, but also lost at the same time.

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Approved, Efer :)

And, added my own character as well!

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David Stephens is both unusual and tall. He is a yellow haired spectacle and irrefutably a British looking male. His hair falls on his head ragged and harsh, without a smooth grace that illustrates silky hair which falls altogether, one in the same. His ears have a perk for any occasion but are neither small nor large. His cheekbones do not jut, nor pronounce themselves by their own features, but only in combination with his ebullient face which brightens every once in a while. His mouth is soft and his lips seem long, as if the surface had more sides than a usual mouth, which gives him the appearance of an enchanter. His most striking feature is his nose which is the one feature that juts out and on top is his tortoise-shelled full rimmed vintage glasses which he doesn’t really need since he has perfect vision. It is perhaps these spectacles that frame his face altogether, a sort of oblong mess with ragged hair, perfect ears, and a multifaceted mouth.


Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Pyrokenesis. He was once able to coat his skin with a stifled flame and received no damage.

Weapon: A Knife.

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A meticulous spirit by trade, David is the epitome a careful craft. He looks over things twice or three times and analyzes matters much more. He is careful of people since he knows people make mistakes. His occupation is that of an accountant. He works in the old fashion, by paper and pen to a General Ledger, tracking and tracing invoices, liabilities, property, plant and equipment. He is currently on his way to becoming a Chartered Accountant which he hopes will pay as least as equally as he is diligent.

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David Stephens does have a wild side. He loves hiking in the heights of the Appalachian Mountains where he serenades with a stick he picks up from the ground. He is rather fit, slender and athletic for an accountant although he usually doesn’t break a sweat for other people. David is a professional and haughty to many others which he might find underneath him in the social ladder, with the exception of his bosses and clients. He has an apartment which he solicits for rent and although he interviews those asking, he often humours himself instead of having any thought of hiring anyone. Why should he? He has the income as it is.

As a young boy, David was rather unremarkable. He played with the boys and enjoyed the company of females, suffice that they were of a high privileged class. He played football or as the Americans call it, soccer, with his peers; cricket was a sport he did in a private high school of which he enjoyed many lofty memories. As he got older and less lubricated with age, he started to play Polo. His friends were rather enjoyable and well-kept with news, business and some even had a D.Phil(PhD) and were doing post graduate studies. They were at the height of fashion among their peers in Imperial University. A soft cashmere sweater folded over the backs of these men, with khakis and dress shirts, they exuded luxury and colour. These days, David is paying his own rent, buying his own groceries, eating out and finding days where he sleeps early to be a bit more miserable than previous nights where he stayed up late.


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Description: Emmett is almost the epitome of an awkward, yet outgoing young adult fresh out of adolescence. He grew into himself reasonably well, though his brown eyes might seem a little big, doe eyed if you will. His style varies as much as any college kid, layered with a plaid over a t, a solid vneck with jeans, a good pair of converse. A slightly upturned nose and good cheek bones, eyes set reasonably apart, all and all your average 20 year old.

Psychic Phenomena Ability (P.P.A): Terrakinesis (Manipulation of earthen materials)

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Character Biography: Emmett has almost always been exceptionally lucky, though perhaps saying it like that is to broad. It's not like he constantly found money laying around, or scored crazy trick shots out on the basketball court. His luck came about in a number of other ways. Such as, being born to his parents, loving and nurturing as they come, but also well off enough that he really got to enjoy growing up.

When he was younger, he played soccer in little league as a striker, the one often attempting to score the goals and put pressure on the other team. Often he'd be making a run on the goal when the other teams defense would seem to have bad footing perhaps? Kids would trip on 'level' ground, he would have seemingly better traction, the goalies toe might catch on some lip that shouldn't have been there. Nothing ever seemed out of the ordinary, and people took it for exactly what it'd always looks likes. Kids tripping on the field.

As he got older he was happy and seemingly outgoing, and through some parental guidance and maybe some teenage rebellion, he finally started to take school a bit more seriously. Come highschool his studies were great, but he also stuck out in lacrosse. He was an attacker here as well, and always seemed just a little faster than the defenders. Lacrosse players have to be able to move and the field just seemed to love him. He never lost his footing, never stumbled, could out maneuver even the best defenders who could have a solid season and then in a game against his team look like they forgot how to run.

So, maybe he was cheating, not on purpose mind you, he just thought he was lucky was all. Regardless of how he got there, he ended up with a full ride to the college of his choice on a lacrosse scholarship and even got the school to agree to let him start a term later as long as he came back just as 'skilled' as ever. With his free term, his parents gave him the freedom to muck about the world with a couple of his friends who were more adventurous than he'd been known to be.

On this trip they'd ended up deciding to go rock climbing, specifically 'face climbing', something Emmett had never done outside of indoor gyms from time to time where it was called bouldering. Halfway up the climb, what seemed like it should've spelled disaster happened. He was working his way up a section of rock, trying to climb over a lip with some not so great handholds when suddenly he lost his grip and fell. The rope caught him after a distance, but tore out the last hook he'd put in place. He swung towards the wall, hitting hard before sliding down towards a ledge he'd gotten over not long ago. The momentum he was gathering though made the situation far less than favorable. He panicked and scrambled to get hold of something, getting closer and closer to the edge before closing his eyes. He slammed his feet against the wall and suddenly he came to a stop. A rough one, but a stop none the less. When he opened his eyes, both his feet rested on foot shaped rock outcroppings that he definitely did not remember passing. His friends checked on him and the event passed, but he'd never forget it. It just seemed so... impossible.

Now he was in his second year of college. The event was behind him, he was enjoying lacrosse just as much as ever, but there was so much more. He'd made friends with a number of people who were in a similar major path to what he was working towards, joined a few clubs, and kept himself busy. He was loving it though, albeit sometimes he did get a little stressed. What better way to relieve stress than playing a game of quidditch though, right?

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Idk what happened, I had the worst cast of writers block trying to get this profile made xD Sorry for taking so long


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You're approved, Arch :)

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Nizrindane has been approved, as well!

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Late in his senior year of high school just before graduation, The bullying escalated severely. A group from the wrestling team cornered him, and stripped him down to "find out once and for all." They pushed and tore, and once they got the shirt torn off it happened. His wrist locked onto the color of the leader, face and body changing before their eyes into the man he held. Everyone too shocked to do anything, Pat dragged his arms towards the wall flexing the new muscles in the process and slammed him harshly into the solid barrier. Turning back to the crowd breathing heavily, he screamed at them in blind rage, and they fled in terror.

Panting heavily he stared at the unconscious wrestler on the ground, then at his own arms. It frightened him, and rage quickly became terror. He scooped up his clothes and quickly drove home.

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Trever, you've been approved!

Yay! Now that all the characters are present and accounted for, I'll get the opening post, and the first world description up soon :)

Now, question time: Is there anything that people would like to see happen? Bearing in mind that you won't know what's coming up and what is and isn't feasible, off the top of your head, what would you, the players, like to potentially see happen?

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We can fight a corrupted dragon, save it's eggs, and have tiny dragon pets >.>

Actually I have no real preferences, though is it normal for other people in this realm to have powers? Or are we gonna stick out in this strange new place?


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It is normal for Tryne, yes, so they won't stick out necessarily in that regard. Their clothing will be different; The way they talk will be different. But the magic? Naaaaah, that's toooootally a normal thing.

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The IC is up, and I've updated the world locations to show you where you'll pop up!

Have at it! This round will solidify a posting order!

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Finally getting around to reading and typing up a post xD Been a busy couple of days. I like the fact the two people currently in are almost blind and literally blind. That's a working pair right there ;p Now... to lose my glasses, or not to lose them? That is the question...


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Bahahahaha

"Who you gonna call? A gang of blind people with no control over anything!"

Finally decided that Jared will, at least, have his glasses come with him, that the transportation spell would have taken hold as the car hit...He's just gonna have to find them while playing "Marco Polo" with the blind girl. >.>

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Finally got a post typed up, I have such a hard time deciding on what to do in an intro xD Even though I know that once I start typing, it typically flows from there... I should learn to just type >.<

I'm sure Jared would probably appreciate having those available to him xD It'd be a shame to fight blurry figures if that happens before find the nicer people.


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