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[Harley]

Heres my character information as an example to you all:

Your time in this tale has come

Name:Harley
Age:16
Race:Human
Weapon:Two guns and one sword
Skills:Is good at being sneaky (Not as good as Vitali though) and can make a plan so good it'll blow your freakin' mind out
Fears:Losing loved ones, Chickens (hehe), never finding her memories
Appearence:


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes:
Food, evenings, adventure, drawing, sleeping, hotpods, making plans, her guns, sword, the people she loves and cares about, and music.



Dislikes:
People who hate on the World Eaters (Harley's a freak) and not think about who CONTROLLED them. Snotty rich people, creeps, food that tastes like crap, annoying people, not sleeping, having her plans ruined, someone she loves gets hurt, and says she doesn't like "Cute" things (but has the exceptions).


History:
Harley has been traveling around Prodesto looking for any clues on how to get her memories back. So far she is hunting Crimson Tears and hoping if she gets enough power she'll be able to unlock her memories.
All she knows is that she has no family and no idea if she's even from Prodesto. She likes to travel alone so that people don't get hurt or in her way.



Role Playing sample:

Harley let out a sigh. 'You've done it this time Harl...' she thought sadly. Cuts and scraps were all over her body. She was soar and tired. "Ok next time lets actually SLEEP." she muttered. She let out yet another sigh. Running for a long time really got to her. Especially when it was for her life. So she had stolen some bread and milk from some BANDITS the earlier day. But Harley didn't know they were bandits. 'I mean really. What bandit gets there thing stolen?' she thought and sat up.
She'd ran so far that she hadn't noticed where she was. "Man...I'm soar..." she took her back pack off. She herd a shifting noise behind her.
"Desert?" Harley blinked. Yes, she was in a desert like area. Most likely around Raide. That was always a fun place to be.
"Wait...didn't Raide have..." she slowly turned around to see behind her, standing there in its tall luminous glory, was the Raide World Eater.

Harley immidietly scrambled to her feet. "Oh! Um! I-I..." she stopped. Why was she afraid?
This puzzled her. 'Hmmm....World Eaters are supposible big, scary, mean, evil, and all the other things I've herd in towns...but...' she stared at the crimson giant.
'She doesn't seem to scary. TALL yes. But not scary...I wonder...'
Harley knew that this creature would be guarded. Where were the guards?
It didn't matter. Either way she was going to do this.
"Hey! Miss World Eater?" she waved. The monster looked down at her but said nothing.
"Miss World Eater do you mind if I sit here? You see I kinda got in some trouble with these bandits. So I was kinda hoping I could..well you know...bandage myself up....unless you want me to leave then thats cool to." Harley asked seme afraid of what the reaction would be. Would this giant try to squish her for no reason? Would she rip her to pieces? Why should she. Harley had done nothing wrong right?
The beast was silent. Harley shrugged, "Well if you get annoyed of me just squish me or something." She went over and sat herself down on a rock.
After she bandaged herself she rested there for a while. She even offered the World Eater some bread. Why? Even she didn't get it.
"Hey! Hey you there!" A soldier ran over to her. Harley had seen this guy before. He was a knight of Raide. Chevallia or something?
"What do you think your doing?" he snipped at her. Harley didn't like the sound of his voice, "I'm eating bread and trying to get some rest. Whats wrong with this world?" she let her arm drop. "Do you know that some bandits don't look like bandits? See their smart. Yet dumb." she smiled happily. The knight stared at her, "Right...well then...I-I can't let you stay near the World Eater-"
"Why? I asked her if she didn't want me to stay. She had no objections."
"T-THATS NOT THE POINT! THE POINT IS THAT THING-"
"You know its rude to call her a THING. SHE is a SHE. She has boobs. Or are you blind?"
The knight offically went red. Harley couldn't help but laugh. "Find then. I'll leave." she stood up and looked at the World Eater. "Miss World Eater! I'm going to go now! Thank you for letting me heal here. May I ask your name?"
"WHAT!? ARE YOU MAD GIRL? WHY WOULD IT-"
The ground started to shake. Making the knight fall on his arse. "Another earthquake..." Harley muttered.
"F..."
Harley looked quickly at the World Eater. "Feinne...." it said. A womens voice. Harley smiled, "Well, thank you Miss Feinne. My name is Harley. I hope to see you again in the future." Harley bowed to her and then started walking the other way. Happy to have a new friend...




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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...

Sure! Your character is accepted. Even if the site is pretty dead and all welcome aboard! ;D

[Lujei Pichie]

Your time in this tale has come

Name:Lujei Piche
Age:??
Race:Ghost/Witch
Weapon:Staff/Lover/Magic
Skills: Can go to different dimensions
Fears:Nothing, she's to insane
Appearence:



A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes:
Lujei Loves her lover who is her staff, she loves torturing people as well



Dislikes:
Mean people, everyone who pisses her off, not getting love from her staff, selfish people


History:
Lujei is one of the people who created the Philospher stone, but she was killed by her lover and is now a ghost witch who haunts just about everything. As revenge she cursed her lover and he is now her staff. He has to put up with her for who knows how long.


Role Playing sample:

Lujei Pichie looked down at the dead land. It was dead. Or atleast "Dieing" was the right word. Either way this would be fun. She giggled to her love, "Oh my love! We shall have some fun here!" she hugged the staff. Her lover, Mevy, sighed. More chaos of course. "Oh Lujei Lujei..." was all her could say as the women went to cause chaos on the land.




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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...



Looks good. Your in! Start role playing whenever you want.

[Reveya]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: Reveya

Age: 18

Race: Human/World Eater

Weapon: Sword (with or without Gig)

Skills: Acts like a mother, always smiling like there's no tomorrow and loves hugging people, goes hyper seeing cute stuffs, uber quiet

Fears: Seeing anyone in a bad situation.

Appearence:


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...

Likes: Protecting, her best friend Danette, adventure, cheerful people, cooking, cleaning, flowers, cute things

Dislikes: Chores left, problems, Gig and Danette quarreling

History:
She is the savior of Haephnes, childhood friend of Danette and 'partner' (JP: aibo) of Gig. She appears to be innocent but a good fighter that everyone admires. She can see herself as a 'tool' when Lady Layna favored her to defeat the World Eaters, but she accepted it and thinking that the whole world's depending on her. Danette, which is her childhood friend, is like her chatty and cheerful little sister and always tagging along with her every journey. While Gig, which is Vigilance before and became her partner when he was fused in her sword. He is also the source of Reveya's power.

Role Playing Sample:
Reveya seems to hear another quarrel from Gig and Danette. She left her chores and went out from her room. She searched everywhere in the Hidden Village, but she couldn't find any signals from them. It is her duty to stop them, though, or her duty to cook hotpods for both of them to be quiet. If she sees them, she would smile first and would heavily pat their head, interview each one of them on what happened then she would think of any solution. If it is about snatching hotpods, she doesn't care unless it's a brutal case.

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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...

Very nice. You've been aproved, start the rping whenever!

[Lullaby]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: Lullaby
Age:18 (even though, she looks like 13 or something )
Race: Unknown (Don’t ask me -.-)
Weapon: A magic staff that turns into a lance (Again: don’t ask me -.-)
Skills: Other than being great at cooking, she is a very good singer. Her healing magic is very powerful, but she isn’t very strong fighting.
Fears: Being alone and not being able to express herself properly.
Appearance: I don’t have an image right now, but I’ll try to describe her Lullaby has short and voluminous pale blond hair, and uses mostly shorts and blue shirts. Her eyes are blue like the sky and she has dog ears and tail.


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes:
Hotpods (OMG who doesn’t? xD), sleeping on the ground, running on flower fields, irritating her friends, making people happy, singing…



Dislikes:
Being alone more than everything, even though she is always lonely because she can’t really trust people. Lullaby is a very cute and sweet dreamy person, but she hates this part of her, so she act angry and indifferent to people.


History:
Lullaby is a mage who was born from a sin.
Her father was obsessed with all forms of life and races. When she was little he started do make experiments on her, and she become a mixture of various races. Her mermaid voice, angel magic, demonic spells and dog ears are part of that sin.
She ran from home, and she is hiding in forests because she is afraid she will never trust anyone anymore.
Her father died, nobody knows how. Lullaby heard two villagers saying that and entered into a deep depression. Her world was falling apart.
What will become of her now? Will she ever trust anyone again?


Role Playing sample:

She looked up at the black starring sky. Her blue eyes met the moon. Lullaby let out a smile crossing her pinkish lips, closing her eyes in union.

”Finally…” Her voice came out as a silent whisper. It was such a soft and delicate voice that could charm you and haunt your good dreams at night. “I’m finally… free.”

Her eyes like windows, started to let the rain fall on her cheeks. The warm tears touched her
rough pinkish skin. The breeze filled her face with fear.

“I’m finally…” She looked down. “Alone…”

It was so lonely… So pitiful. A little girl sitting on the green land, beside a large tree. So… sad.
And no one would look for her. No one would miss her.

“Damn…” she cleaned her face with her sleeves. “I shouldn’t be crying!” She smiled again, regaining composure. ‘This is a new beginning.”
Oh, she had no idea…


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Accepted! A very nice and interesting character, go to the rping and have as much soul nomad fun as you want dude! Enjoy!

[Gig]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: Gig
Age:? (lolz)
Race: demi-god
Weapon: scythe
Skills: Gig once was a powerfull god, but now he is just a normal human. Still, he has an amazing force.
Fears: Don't be able to eat hotpods D=
Appearance: We all know Gig's apearence, besides, I'm having some troubles with Photobucket -.-

A Noble name for such a hero...
(Did you just called me 'hero'?!)
Now for...


Likes:
Hotpods. Making fun of people. Hotpods (yes, again cause he reeeally like them).

Dislikes:
Stupid people, peace and harmony.

History:
*I don't really remeber the in game history ._. It's been a while since a I played the game...*
After he defeated Drazil, Gig died and came back to life with his old memories and apearence. But there is one problem:
He is a human now.
So, he needs to find a way to be the master of death again, and quick, before the cycle gets damaged once more.


Role Playing sample:
"Hey, you!" The voice called out in darkness. A little kid looked back, seeing the face of the voice's ower. A guy with gray hair and blue cold eyes. The kid pointed to himself in wonder.

"Of course I'm talking to you, loser! Do you see any other stupid human here?!" Something hitted Gig. Yeah, he was a human now.
But it was stupicity to compare him and humans. Even if he was a human now, he was beyond those little mortals. At least he wanted to think that way.

"See that piece of bread you are carrying? I'm the master of the world eaters. I trade one of them for that bread. What did'ja say?"
That was way too easy. It wans't the right thing to do, but who said Gig wanted to do the right thing to do? Besides, he was starving.

"Seriously?" The chid's eyes glowed. "Okay, here, take it, sir!" And he gave him his bread. Gig laughed. "Now, I want a world eater!"

"Are you humans all this stupid? You really felt for the oldest trick I had!" He grinned, and walked to the other way, while that kid cried.

"Talking about kid... there's one I need to find... Hell, that sounded like a pedophile." He said to him self. "I have to get out of this human form before it mess up with my head."


Approved GO GIGGY GO!!!

[SeppGirl]

Your time in this tale has come

Name:Danette
Age:17
Race:Sepp
Weapon:Sickle Swords or also known as the "Whisper of Tranquility"
Skills: Being forgetful, eating a lot of hotpods, being a good friend, loyal, seeing the good in people (sorta) and reasoning with others
Fears: Losing her best friend/s, Lady Lay-Virtuous dieing and staying dead!
Appearence:


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes:
Lady Virtous, loves her like a mother, her best friend Revya (Both versions), Hotpods, actions, getting the glory


Dislikes:
Putting to much effort into things, being lectured, being called 'stupid cow' all the time, her loved ones getting hurt


History:
Danette is the hero's best friend in the Hidden village. She has a really bad time remembering things and isn't the brightest of the bunch. Though her heart is in the right place. She can't remember her parents or where she's from. She loves Lady Layna/Virtuous like a mother.


*SPOILER SPOILER*

Once she got her memory back she remembered that her and her parents were in the Thuris war in Pulkina. Her parents died and her memory was sealed with her mothers crimson tear.


Role Playing sample:

Danette sighed dully. It was boring when there was nothing to do. Both him in there and Revya had left to go explore for the golden hotpod. They didn't even invite her along!
"How rude! Stupid meanies..." she muttered coursely. She couldn't take it any longer! So she ran toward the gate when she stopped seeing Lady La-Virtuous and Grunzford talking to a strange girl...who looked like him in there and Revya...
'Could it be?' She thougth. Then a smile came on her face. 'FINALLY SOME ACTION!'



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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...


Your accepted! YES! Finally a Danette!

[danette]

YAY! Thank you!

[Oneir]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: Oneir
Age: --
Race: Human
Weapon: Random
Skills: Visiting dreams
Fears: People's emotions/reaction in their dreams
Appearence:

I still have no art of him, though, the avatar is my 1st art. He's my latest character in my projects, after all. But I'll make one for this forum.


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes: Person enjoying or understanding their dreams, things around inside a dream, his servant serving him tea, nature

Dislikes: Person who doesn't care about his dreams.

History:
People in the world were curious about the meanings of their dreams. Many are scared, many are ignorant. Many Dream Scientists discovered that half of the world's population saw a weird man in their dreams, helping them to interpret their own dreams and he called himself "Merda". On the History's Diary, it tells their that Merda married a woman's dream, and that girl is Margaret. It was too late for him to take care their child because his existence is vanishing. He transferred his honour to his immortal servant, Hieno, to take care of his and Margaret's dream's boy, Oneir.
Since child, Oneir began his job as the Dream Interpreter. But since there's no presence of his father, he lacked intelligence about the people's dreams. It was like Hieno was the one interpreting it, not him, but the only thing that Oneir can interpret is the people's emotions or reactions in their dreams.
Sometimes, if Oneir's in a dream, he's not with Hieno. He could hear his voice, but only him.

Role Playing sample:
"Why am I hearing such things...?" the pale blond hair boy muttered as he held his forehead with his right hand. "It shouldn't be like this..."

He could hear the gasps and dreams of the people in Haephnes, yet he couldn't bare it because he didn't know what to do. He is only one, and he is not with his servant to help him. He do have dream knowledges, but not like his father's.

He could hear "God of Death", "Scarlet Iago", "Souls", and everything else that is related to the world where a certain person's dream is connected.

A fully-dressed boy with a cape is weird on the town people's eyesight. People were starring at him. He could also hear them saying, "What kind of a Mage is that? Is it like Master Dio?"

Oneir couldn't do anything, so he went outside the village and sat under a tree. He was sensing something so he left the village.

"I knew you would go out in that village, Your Highness," said a voice inside his mind like an echo.

"Hieno?" He looked everywhere. "Where are you?"

"I apologize for not being with you, but this is your first time to be alone. I think this certain man's dream doesn't want me to go in, Your Highness."

"So, I guess... I'll still depend on you when it comes to interpreting?" He giggled.

"So be it. Just to serve His Highness's son.

"I-it's just a joke..."


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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...


(Good to go! You've been accepted! ;D)

[Holy Night]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: His real name is Reaver, but he is know as the thief 'Holy Night'
Age: No one knows. Has the apearance of a 15 old boy.
Race: Cathyr (I'm creating a race here D: If you see any problem, tell me and I'll edit his story)
Weapon: Billions of weapons hidden on his coat (Bombs, swords, guns...)
Skills: He is very fast, sneaky, and smart. Good skills for a thief.
Fears: Afraid of losing his family, really afraid of dying.
Appearence: No pictures yet >_<
Reaver has a shinning blue hair, left eye is green and right eye is clear blue. He normaly wear a big black coat and hides his face on a large hood. Dosen't wear white clothes.


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes: Teasing people, hitting on girls, sleeping the whole day. Loves coffee and cold weather.



Dislikes: Hot days, indiferent people, to be misunderstood, boring stuff.

Personality: Reaver acts a bit like a cat. When you don't give a damn about him, he will ask for atention, but if you try to hug him, he might try to run away.
He's curious and a bit desesperate. He's normally really serious, though.

History:
Cathyr. A race made out of strong, agile people. They hold knowlodge, and have some problems dealing with feelings. Most important of all, this race can survive more than 1000 years.

However, most of them were killed with the Scarlet Iago disease. The ones who could survive, learned to live with it. Still, it is like torture, and they dont last long. The disease can make the infected part stop moving, and hurts like hell, not to mention the big amount of blood. But they couldn't p-Butt- the disease to any other race, just between themselfs.

The cure was made, but it wasn't cheap (I'm just I'm just @ssuming here that it wasn't =P) Most of the Cathyr's couldn't afford it.
Reaver and his family were infected. Without the money, they stoped moving, and couldn't speak or walk anymore, they were still alive, though. Reaver and his sister were the only ones left that could walk and fight, even if Reaver couldn't move part of his left hand. They became thiefs, getting the money to cure their whole family.

When they finally got the money enough, their seller was lying, and gave them a fake medice.
They had to collect money all over again, after many, many years, but the cure was hard to be found since nobody else was infected.

Reaver and his sister had to go in diferent paths. Both were still thiefs, but this time, not working alone. Reaver started to work for a guy named Lobo, and didn't saw his sister again.
Before Lobo died, he told Reaver something really interesting. He talked about a mix of all races, that was extremally important, and was being created by some sort of cientist.

Reaver started to go after this creature, willing to sell it to whoever pays the most. The problem is that, the information leeked, and now, there are many tresure hunters and thiefs that might want this creature too.


Role Playing sample:
He removed the blue hair from his eyes, and looked at Lobo, with a victory grin on his lips.
"So?" Reaver trowed a bag in front of him. "Thats what I've got today."

He could still hear some of the kids crying inside the bag. Of course, it was horrible. But he had to think about his family first.

Lobo looked at him, and called some sepps to take the bag with kids to somewhere else.
"Really impressive. Why don't ya go rest now, Holy Night?"

He closed his eyes and turned to the door.

"Oh, yeah. Hold on, Night. I wanna talk to ya."

Reaver looked at him with surprise. "Sure"

Lobo opened a map on his dark wooded table and pointed to a small forest in the middle of nowhere.
"Ya see this point? There once was a village here. And a cientist was creating a creature."

His atention turned to the man in front of him.
"What kind of creature?"

Lobo grined "It was made out of all kinds of races. It's... like a mix."

Reaver grined as well.

"Then... it must be valuable, huh?..."

"Bring me that, and I'm gonna give ya half of the payment."



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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...

Normally I wouldn't allow another race into the Rp since it would be confusing enough. But since there's already another type of being in this forum (Cat girl lols) Im going to let this go. But just to make things interesting I'm going to ask if your race can be kept a secret to common people. For two reasons:
1.) It would be more interesting that way. And role play threads would have more story that way. Making things more interesting.
2.)Since we are still following in Soul Nomads story lines it would be confusing to just suddenly have a new race out. Unless it was one no one ever herd of.
If you accept these conditions then I'm glade to say that you'll be accepted.

Sure! I also think it would be kind of weird D: So they are like a really old ancestral race, and since most of them are gone by now, nobody really knows about them. (something like "animals in extinction" XD)

[Harley]

Perfect!
Exactly what I was thinking ^.^
Your accepted!

[Mars]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: Penn or Richard
Age: 11
Race: Human
Weapon: None
Skills: Talking like a vapid little girl, being so naive that he doesn't realize the danger of a situation he may be in and staying optimistic.
Fears: Quite frankly, it seems that nothing scares him.
Appearance:


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes: Large breasts, the Nereids, playing tag, pretty much everything.

Dislikes: As said, there pretty much isn't anything that he doesn't like.

History: Penn is the son of the Grand Cordon, Thorndyke, and was 'kidnapped' by the Nereids years before as a treaty with the King of Raide. When the king asked for the Nereids' healing power in order to cure his wife's illness, they asked for an infant in return for they need a male from another race in order to continue on and avoid extinction. That one infant was Penn. Since then, he was raised by the Nereids.

Role Playing sample: [Based off a scene from the game.]
Penn smiled as Juno complimented him on his swimming. He felt proud of himself, being able to swim all the way to Triplet Rock. Like she said, he wished he could be shown to the whole world as well.

He couldn't help but feel so much love for Juno. She was so kind to him, as if she was his own mother. The only problem was that her breasts weren't big and bouncy enough. It was disappointing to hear that she couldn't make them any larger, but it still didn't change the way he loved her. After all, she said she was going to try.
"Okay, I'm going swimming again!" He shouted, running off with a smile.

Gosh, I need to play SN again.
Also, I'll make the account once this is accepted



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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...


FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF Your so accepted xD
This just made my day lmao

[Mars]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: Mars
Age: ? Looks around 14-15
Race: Pyremage
Weapon: Staff
Skills: Is able to use magic (mostly fire), can perceive the underlying realities of the world and mold it according to her whims. Taken from the official SN website, lolol.
Fears: Water and Hydrones.
Appearence:


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes: Fire, hot temperature/weather, setting things on fire, food (namely spicy food), Lady Layna.

Dislikes: Water, cold temperature/weather, sickly sweet or happy things/people.

History: Mars is a hot-headed, young Pyremage, who loves fire but isn't the best at controlling in. She had always admired Layna the Firebrand, but acted nothing like her, being loud, impulsive and somewhat violent. She was often teased by the other Pyremages for being so bad at controlling her magic, but tried not to react badly. She still holds bitter feeling towards other Pyremages and other people in general but tries not to show it.

Role Playing sample: Mars waved her staff in the air, the green orb glowing as she concentrated all her energy toward it. That was her time to show what she could do. The greatest Pyremage, as she believed, needed recognition, after all. A smile crept onto her face as a ball of fire slowly grew from nothing. Suddenly, the fireball exploded and burnt her hand, rather than flying off as it should have. She shouted in pain as it burnt her and fell to her knees.

She looked down at her burn hand with eyes swelling up with tears as the other girls around her laughed mockingly. The pain was almost unbearable, but she tried her hardest not to show. She wanted to cry, wanted to stand up and shout at the other Pyremages, but didn't. She was the best and to do that would be stooping to their level. She slammed her eyes shut and let out an inaudible cry.
"I'll show them..." She whispered to herself in between breaths.

Sorry about the double post! I hope it's not too much trouble.



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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...

Nah your good. I don't care too much about double posting. As long as ppl don't do it to often lol
And your accepted! I thought I saw that picture on Deviantart =0[/color][/b]

Yeah, I drew the picture. XD

[feinne]

Your time in this tale has come

Name: Endorph
Age: ??
Race: human
Weapon: twin revolvers
Skills: burgundy attacks
Fears: losing his past present or future loved ones
Appearence: we all know what he looks like


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes: his family, the stars, the rest is kindove hard to tell



Dislikes: also hard to tell



History:
He was once a man named walnut in phantom brave but i dont want to give any spoilers so just play the game.


Role Playing sample:
Endorph sighed in happiness with his new peaceful life, lying next to his daughter, Aiko staring up at the stars but, as he thought about it he missed his robin hood lifestyle a little and wanted his child to be able to enjoy the outside world.




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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...

Read more: gigsdomain.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=characterapplication&action=display&thread=3#ixzz1P5YM0Cvv

Accepted, sorry for the super late reply. If your still on here of course.

[overlordayame]

If its not too late could I join pretty please ^^

Your time in this tale has come

Name: PrincessNadz the dark angel and Princess of Badluck or simply PrincessNadz or Nadz
Age: 13?
Race: Human?
Weapon: necromancy and a scythe(but has a hidden whip)
Skills: to talk see and bring back spirits to life, giving bad luck to a person by saying ”I will give you bad luck!” then pokes the said person(which can be eliminated by running far away from her or get something lucky) and dark magic and can fly....
Fears: killing someone and heights....
Appearence: has long brown hair which are tied into pigtails, has brown eyes, wears a black and red gothic Lolita clothes with a crown slanted on her head and has small black angel wings


A Noble name for such a hero...
Now for...


Likes: Chocolate(too much give her sugar rush), cakes, dogs and dark magic

Dislikes: being thought as a freak and people who misunderstands her and mean people

History: a dark angel who fell from the sky landing straight unto Prodesto flat on her face(ouch!) she is on the quest to find out why is she in Prodesto or how she got there in the 1st place and has started wandering around and causing trouble everywhere....

Role Playing sample:

As PrincessNadz fell from the sky she was screaming at the top of her lungs “AH!” then she fell flat down her face after staying like that for a while she sat up and started to rub her face “huh where am i?” PrincessNadz wonder and stood up then saw a huge sign which says Orviska “Maybe I should start here” she thought and venture into the city....

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May Happiness and good tidings follow you where ever you go...