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Chronic Hero

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I challenged Melons to an RP battle on MSN, and he accepted. So, I am here, making the thread. I suppose the challenger should make the thread, eh? Anyway, here is the setting, the character I will be using, and rules. Which of course.. are very simple.

~ Setting ~

In the midst of the misplaced, and chaotic galaxy Ikarnyl, a planet wanders aimlessly. Well.. what's left of a planet. Fallkren now floats within it's own barrier, constantly moving about; All seven pieces. This world is covered with pitch black landscapes, and everything on the planet, or any one of the pieces, is dead, or dying. Excluding the strange maniacal creatures whom dwell on one of the planet's seven pieces. This piece is normally called Death's Grave. A graveyard of sorts. The other pieces.. well, are said to be death itself. Rumor has it, that an undead man often subsides here, to rest, and be tranquil. No being has been said to venture to this land, and return to theirs.


~ Rules ~

- No G-moding/P-playing. ( Sometimes it's inevitable, but please try your hardest not to do it, eh? )
- Cursing is allowed.
- No Romance! My character is not gay.
- Three judges. <3

~ Judges ~

1. ) xXxCloud
2. ) Lord of Chaos
3. ) Blahmaster

~ My Template ~

Name : Kry Raven

Age : 284 or so. Appears roughly 24.

Gender : Male.

Race : Undead Kagorian.

Personality : Relaxed, intelligent, cold hearted, lazy, but doesn't pass up the chance to fight.

Appearance :
Kry has short, black spiked hair. He has crystal blue eye's, and pale white skin. His body type is seemingly average, but he is much stronger than he looks. This fools most when entering a fight; Usually making their opinion of him differ greatly. He stands nearly 6''0, but slouches constantly.

His clothing is rather awkward for a fighter. A blue shirt, and dark blue worn-out pants, held up by a few belts overlapping eachother. The shirt is accompanied by small straps, of which hold the holster for his blade, the Caladbolg. Also, a small plate covers his upper left chest. This is attatched to his sturdy silver armguard. Along the left arm, there is a tattoo, spelling out the word "Ireland" in Kagorian symbolics. Kry got the tattoo just after obtaining the Caladbolg. Following the tattoo, is a shell bracelet, then a series of rings on his fingers. On the other hand, is a strange auroric ribbon tied throughout his fingers. A ring that reads ancient Kagorian script holds it in a tight manner, allowing the ribbon's tale to flutter about during movements. Travelling up his arm, however, is a slightly disturbing mark called the "Mark of Regret".
Following up to his neck, he wears a chain link necklace with the Kagorian emblem on it ( The outline of a star, with an even sided cross in the middle of it. ) to symbolized his ex-position as King.
He wears black, comfortable shoes, with white laces tucked inside. Although you hardly ever see his shoes, considering his pants are rather baggy.

Weaponary Equipment :
Caladbolg - A legendary weapon, said to have cut the tops off of three mountains with ease. Caladbolg's power comes from it's weilder. The more spirit energy fed to it, the more power it has. However, this power drains quickly, and thus, the weilder must regenerate it's energy often. The blade was forged by Hades, god of the underworld. Crafted with rare metals, such as obsidian, and mythril. The blade itself lengths nearly four feet long, and four inches wide.
On each side of the blade, sit a maroon colored crystal formed by pure spirit energy. One of the crystal's allow Kry's spirit energy to transfer into the blade more efficiently. The other produces an aura while at the same time, acts as a magnet for everything within it's aura. Every being's spirit ( except the gems energy provider ) within this energy dome is drawn towards the gem, connected with it and is disallowed access to the Astral Plane. The ones drawn to the gem, cannot access the Plane, simply because the gem controls the connection. However, this crystal is removable by the weilder as well, to stop the effect completely. In the midst of the blade, is a special gem from Hades. It protects the sword from most moderate magical damage by creating another sort of aura around itself. It provides a moderate magical barrier to sheild magic attacks. The hilt is five inches, just breaking the width limit of it's blade. Gold trimmed, it is also made of obsidian and mythril. The handle is enwrapped with a red ribbon, tied at it's ends.

Silver Armlet - An armlet that sits on Kry's left arm. It's very sturdy, and can minimize damage to that side ( If hit on the armlet, of course. ).

Cigarettes - Strangely enough, Kry has added smoking to his life. Since he is dead, he cannot die. Therefor, smoking doesn't effect him. He carries a pack with him at all times. Mostly Marlboro. The pack is normally located in his back pocket.

Abilities :
Spirit Energy - Kry has the ability to use spirit energy constantly. Since he is dead, he does not tire, and thus he is able to channel mass amounts of energy through his body, and into items, weapons, etc. without growing tiresome. His sword depends mostly on this, and the amount of spirit energy within himself.

Blade of Awe - Forcing mass amounts of Incarnum into Caladbolg, Kry can use the overflowing energy to create a very devestating direct attack, or moderate ranged strike by striking the ground.

Earthquake - Using Caladbolg as a tool, Kry sends Incarnum through the blade, and into the ground, causing a disturbance. The more spirit energy used, the greater effects the disturbance causes. However, Kry has been known to use only his hands to perform this action.

Biography : Kry was born to the beautiful planet Kagoran. It was covered with lush and rich green landscapes; Everything was extravagant, and luxurious. Even it's cities and kingdom's left the average viewer in awe. This land was run by no other than the King of Kagoran. This man happened to be the father of Kry, making him, prince of Kagoran.

Since Kry was a mere child, he had let off a strange and mistifying energy. At the age of two, for example, he had channeled spirit energy into a pebble. Now, most Kagorians could do this, but not at such a young age. It fightened some in the royal family, such as his mother, but to most, he was a golden child. A true King he was to become, and ruler of Kagoran.

However, as the years passed, he proved himself to be a wonderful blessing to Kagoran. He was an A student in his classes, and by the time he reached moderate world history ( This was for all the age of seven ), he had skipped a whole year. Things seemed to be going nicely.

At the age of ten, he was out of school, and ready to learn swordsmanship. His father gladly tought him at request, every saturday, and sometimes sunday. By the age of thirteen, he had become a fine swordsmen.

At fifteen, he was made captain of the Maroon Knights of Kagoran. However, these knights did not have too many missions. Only the average retrieving of payment, from the surrounding city. Sometimes catching a few thugs, but nothing seemed to be.. enough.

Six months after he was made captain of the Maroon Knights of Kagoran, a nearby kingdom declared war with his father. With only a months preperation, the King assembled his armies to defend the assault, as did Kry and his band of Maroon Knights. Going against his father's wishes, he marched to the gates of his kingdom, and battled with the oncoming horde.

For three days, and three nights did this war rage on, untill finally, the Maroon Knights and their surrounding king's army had won. They defended their kingdom, and proved to be an outstanding force. The surrrounding kingdom's fell into a blind fret, and sufficed their attempts. All order was restored.. for now.

A long year passed, and Kry had become a master in the art of swords. However, he seeked something more than this.. and told his father of it. From then on, he was to set out on an adventure, to find himself, and his purpose in this world. To find what he was to become. The king.. or the Knight?

Kry ventured across the land of Kagoran, sailed across the great ocean to the outer continents, battled many beasts ( such as the obsidian dragon in the western mountains ), and met many accomplices. In all of this.. he found happiness, and discovery. The only thing he wanted, was to learn of his surrounding world. So he continued.

On one of his adventures, when he was seventeen, he met an old man while on the road. This man took Kry to hone his skills in the catagory of spirit energy. The man explained to him the wonders of the Omniverse, intergalactic travel, and the Astral Plane; where his spirit energy came from. In all of this.. he had learned of everything he wished to know. But still yearned for more reason, and ability. So, the man told him of a great legend. The Caladbolg; a sword said to cut off the tops of three mountains, using only spirit energy. So.. Kry set out to find it.

After a harsh jounrey, he came upon the ancient land it was said to be. Before long.. he had found it. In a temple, just in the middle of the land. Beautiful it was.. and so he took it. Immediately, he felt the powers it held.. and it cried to him in happiness. Kry's energy soon molded into the blade, and gave it strength. Now.. there was nothing left in the world to find. It was time to return home.

When he arrived at his kingdom, he was showered with flowers and goods from his people. He was now 18.. and would take his place on the throne, as King of Kagoran. Once inside the palace, he received the crown, and was declared King. With his blade in hand, and crown on head, he vowed to protect his kingdom whatever the costs. Even in death; which little did he know.. would be very possible.

Four years later, he was twenty two. A great ruler, and warrior. However... his greatness would be questioned when the evil times ahead were revealed.

Once again, a kingdom had declared war. But this time.. only gave a day's preperation. Kry assembled his troops, and Maroon Knights ( Whom of which he was still captain of ) and lead them to war. However, to a tragic surprise.. they were to face thousands.

For eight days they fought, and were forced to retreat with what forces they had left. Making a last stand at the gate of their kingdom, they defended it, and declared victory. However, the attacker did not declare a loss.

Immediately after Kry had declared victory, the skies turned dark, and thin lightning of red appeared above the kingdom. A terrible red dragon decended from it's depths in the skies, and began to attack the kingdom. In all haste, Kry started towards his tallest tower to make the final stand for his kingdom. For his, Kagoran.

With sword in hand, he channelled as much spirit energy as he possibly could. The dragon then unleashed an unfathomable sphere towards the tower, and insurred destruction. At this, Kry lept from his tower, and struck the sphere. The energies collided, and a mass explosion was created, wiping out Kry, and the dragon. Kry was dead.

Kry then awoke in Kagoran's underworld. The underworld of which was controlled the god known as Hades. After speaking with Hades, he was sent to a FarPlane, to wander endlessly. An act of charity, so to speak. Considering all in the underworld lost their souls.

Meanwhile in his kingdom, a proper burial was made. His sword, which had been shot towards the ground and pierced into it, stood by his statue. A fine remembrance indeed. But what would the kingdom do without a ruler? Fall at the hands of their opposing enemies? Perhaps. Perhaps not.

Kry travelled throughout the FarPlane for two hundred or more years. He had become quite connected to it, and felt as if this were now his home. The past had been forgotten.. and everything seemed to be tranquil. Untill, he was summoned by Hades. Hades told him that his punishment for death had ended, and he was to return to his world. Giving Kry a form of himself as he was before he died, he was able to walk among the living world. Although, he did not have a body... only a form of one. In terms.. he was still dead. He did not sleep, he did not eat, nor drink. Only walk, and live in death's shadow. However.. it was time to return to his kingdom once again.

When there, only one word would describe the ruin, and unbearable sights. Hell. Everything was in flame, and creatures of all sorts now inhabitated the kingdom. However, his statue still stand, with his sword sticking out of the ground infront of it. A line of people, and odd creatures stood infront of it, one after another, attempting to pull the sword from it's resting place. Kry, walked to his sword, grasped the handle, and unsheathed it from the earth. With sword in hand once again.. he was fit to fight the being that destroyed his land. Or.. the kingdom that declared war in the first place.

Not much is remembered by Kry, of what happened next. He only remembers blood on his hands, and the kingdom that declared war with his, in flames. Now, he uses spirit energy to travel throughout the Omniverse. He has been on countless adventures, and even so, he does not feel anything. Only stress, or tranquility when he is meditating( which he does often. ).

In all the worlds, galaxy's, and plane's he has ventured into.. Kagoran remains his only true home.
 
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Ah, but what if my Character is a female? =\ Nah, you know me too well.... As well as my character. Here's my template.

Name: Chaos

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Affilitation: Assassin

Appearance: Chaos is, about, 5'10". He wears Black... A lot, no matter how he's feeling. Always wearing a band shirt, Black gloves, and Black jeans just below his heel, Chaos seems to never change what he's wearing, Color-wise. He always wears a pair of stereotypical Skater shoes, and always has low-cut, black socks on. His hair is shoulder-length, and straight. His eyes are an intense shade of Brown, going into a Mahogany color, and he's thin. Not to the point where one could confuse him with anorexia, but thinner than most his age.

Personality: Chaos is a cold, ruthless person who doesn't mind his orders, even if they mean killing people. I mean, it is his job to. That doesn't stand beside the fact, though, that he CAN be friendly. Often mocking a victim befor a kill, he has a tendency to get cocky, and he likes to look wise beyond his years.

Weapons:
))Elbow Blades
))Arm Blades (Those pictured in his appearence)
))Kunai
))Shuriken
))Bow & Arrows
))Halberd, about three feet long.
))Gloves, always worn by Chaos. They are Black, and only to be worn by Chaos.
))A small Razorblade.

Bio: Chaos is a lonely kid. He really is, and don't think it's a cliche. He'll probably kill you if you do. He happens to be quite vindictive, which is why he became an assassin in the first place. He liked blood from an early age, and he never knew why. Honestly, he thought he was a freak. He would drink his blood whenever he got cut, he would carry about a small razorblade to cut himself various places he chose whenever he felt a craving for it. It was his water.

Soon, he began to wonder why other people hated it so much. One person even went as far as to call it 'Satan Juice'.

Well, Chaos couldn't accept that, now could he?

Tracking this person down, he studied this man. He studied the man's eating habits, his excersise routine, and the man's romance tactics. They didn't differ from his; Why would someone so alike him be so different in his one area of true love? Chaos could never understand why this man hated his beloved liquid so much. It was all a nightmare to him.

The nightmare worsened when the man found Chaos. The man grabbed a golf club, and ran at Chaos with it. Not knowing what else to do, Chaos reached into his pocket. Grabbing the Razorblade, Chaos dodged a hit from the club with, seemingly, great skill. After a few of these, Chaos dashed in close to the man. Raising his blade, Chaos sliced it across the man's neck. Instantly, the man's neck splurted blood. Chaos smiled, actually smiled, and cut the man again. More blood flowed out, and Chaos smiled wider. Cutting the man again and again, he was delighted to find that the blood didn't stop. Chaos was happy.

After a few hours. the blood stopped flowing. Chaos realized what he'd done, and looked at his Razorblade. He licked the edge of the Razorblade, in a moment of slight insanity. He felt the taste of Blood in his mouth, and he swallowed.

Chaos knew what he wanted to do for a living. He'd become an Assassin.

Element: Spirit Energy, and any manipulation of it.
 

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nuu, LoC, we said we had a half-way possibly decent way to fight Valyon and drive him to a late form. Don't assume we are getting cocky. ^^
 

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Not to spam... but that's fine. Eh, and I just noticed someone is using Incarnum... that should be interesting...but I have to point out... it's not Spirit energy, it's Soul energy. Trust me, there's a difference.
 
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