The Carnival is coming to town.
Not the simple little travelling rides and attractions, no this carnival is a place of change. At once it can exist in the past present and future, in this world and the next, all existing at a single point outside of time and space. It is a place where one can meet oneself, their ancestor and their descendant. Where destiny itself is changed with a single simple decision.
And it is said that somewhere, deep within its depths lies the key to your heart's desire. However, only half the trick is finding the key, the other half comes with slipping through the obstacles that lie in your path.
Basically, this is an RPG where your charactor, anime or original, but only one charactor, stumbles across the carnival and the delights and horrors it holds. It is filled with trickery and honest interetwined into one, where transformations of the body, mind and soul abound. A place where the shadows themselves take a life of their own and come to dance in the moonlight.
If you're interested, please submit a charactor, wither an established charactor, or an original one of your own creation. Be sure to include a description of your char in either way, physical, mental, emotional, etc etc etc, as well as a bit of their past history, and what they might like to find in the carnival...
Hum. I'm in, that's for sure. Playing Raya Likely I will. I'd post the desc now but I may need to add a bit of the stuff I keep in my head.
Fun fun this should be. Query, do I need a want for the character... or can i treat the carnival as if it was just a fun carnival until the weirdness begins?
Fearless Leader
Well... hrm... I can't really go into that without spoiling some of the points of the plot... ^^;; but, it doesn't have to be an obvious thing, just a want that is deep within them. Everyone has them... *shrugs softly*
Name: Aaron Blake
Age: 18
Height: Five foot four inches
Weight: 150
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Emerald
Other Physical Characteristics: A caramel complextion (he's mixed), shoulder length hair, and a light build
Clothing: Black jeans, white shirt, green jacket
Nationality: American(mixed); late 1990's
Aaron feels he is an island in a sea of people. He stands alone and for the most part likes it that way. Not overly hostile, he thinks most of the people around him are prime candidates for a Darwin.
He has three younger sisters. His mother died when he and his sisters were young and his father never remarried. His father's company keeps him from being home very often, leaving Aaron to take care of his siblings.
Although polite, he has a poor social life, no love interest which to speak of, and he's just coasting through life without any firm direction. Lately he's been feeling restless. Having to be the surrogate father for so long, he yerns for something more.
Additional Notes: Extreme dislike of eating meat. Not the most out going of people and shy around girls.
Not religious. He has an extreme weakness for candy, cute girls, and helping children.
He's looking for a purpose (or a girlfriend; whichever works).
Edit: That better?
Well then...Shalt I post character data ^_^
Name: Raya Sprite
Age: Unknown (even by her) (Looks about eight years old)
Height: Just under four feet.
Weight: You don't ask that! *BAM*
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Purple
Other Physical Characteristics: Is insanely cute. She generally milks this quite a bit. Despite her childish appearance and demeanor she is quite intelligent and often shocks people by how serious she can get when it is an emergency.
Clothing: Generally wears a loose thick green robe. Always carries a curving wood staff with her. Wears a gold amulet from a friend under her robes.
Nationality: The forest of Seasons
Raya is an orphan, last of the mana sprites of the forest of seasons. During an upheaval on her world her entire village was razed to the ground by humans searching for their 'power'. Joining with a small group, Raya fought against this dark empire, eventually destroying it...but at a terrible price. Mana was banished from her world... Entirely. As a child of mana, she could not exist there anymore. Neither could the son of her old friend, a young mana dragon by the name of Flammie. Nor indeed could the spirits of mana, who quickly began to fade from the world with the passing of the age of mana. With no choice, Raya and her friends consigned themselves to death. It was then they met a traveler of worlds...who showed them the way to freedom. Traveling the multiverse, Raya remains ever a bundle of hope and dreams around others, her form never changing from that fated day when the tree of mana fell, cursing the land. Her faithful friends are always within call of her magic. She remains a child at heart, but can be serious when it matters.
Additional Notes: Due to the effects of another game gained the ability to shrink or grow at will. Rather uncontrolled, she's liable to completely miss her desired size when she tries.
Her want will be simple... her homeland.
Fearless leader
Drac: Check
Panda: Could you add in a bit more detail...? You don't have to go quite as indepth as Drac, but... it would be nice... ^^;;
Hmm. I might join, depending on when you plan to start. If it's within the next three weeks, that's a no go.
*shrugs*
My character shall be... Solkara.
Solkara is a former warrior who wielded an 8 foot staff.. but is afflicted with permenant weakness, and can barely move most of the time. He forced himself to learn some forms of magic since then, but he's nowhere near as strong as he was...
And I'll write more if I'm in ^_^
I'd actually need more to say if you were in or not -_-;; not that much to go on...
But, as for when I'm gonna start it... that's still in heavy debate... afterall I've got finals next week so I'm rather crunched for time so I haven't gotten all the plans I'm gonna need done just yet. Will have them done soon I hope, but not likely to be until some time next week after I've gotten all my projects done
Well, I'm leaving kinda soon, so I don't have tiem to write a proper bio.
Maybe I can do one in Singapore.. I dunno. Well, don't do anything special for my sake ^_^
Yeah, that works Panda...
Anyone else intrested in this, or shall I just move on and forget about it.... -_-;
Mind if I join?
Name: Makoto Tomoe
Age: 14 years old
Height: 4 ft 6 in (137 cm)
Weight: 107 lb (49 kg)
Hair Color: Light Violet
Eye Color: Dark Pink
Misc. Physical Characteristics: An albino, so he is slightly pale. Physically, he's only a bit above average, similar to a gymnast's physique. Has an almost feminine complexion, which annoys him a lot since people keep mistaking him for a girl.
Clothing: Mainly dark, functional clothing. Occasionally wears either a denim vest or slightly worn hooded poncho.
Nationality: Japanese
In an alternate timeline, he is the son of Hotaru Tomoe, a.k.a. Sailor Saturn. His father, a former mercenary-assasin, died a long time ago on a mission when Makoto was very young. He left many of his possessions for his family. Among them were assorted weapons and a worn-out poncho.
An only child, he was raised mainly by his mother, and as a result, is usually a shy, quiet boy who enjoys some quiet time with books and music. He also would enjoy being around with friends, although he is so shy, he has yet to make friends.
Though he wishes to make friends, he is often alienated from other kids. In fact, he is quite mature for his age, and often times cannot understand why the other kids act as they do. So he is usually uncomfortable around other kids his age and feels more at peace either with adults or alone.
Lately though, Makoto seems to have become more reclusive then usual. Often disappearing for hours on end, then suddenly returning, completely exhausted, and not telling anyone where he was or why he disappeared. It is unknown what he does during these times, but it seems he has taken interest in following his father's footsteps and becoming a mercenary. Makoto has even gone as far as taking his father's old on-job name when his father went on missions.
Though he dreams of becoming like his father, the thing he desires most is a friend that he can relate to and understand.
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Finished, if I need to change anything, tell me.
One more signed up, though more storry would definately help...
Mind if I join, if its still open?
Name: Virato Talon
Age: 14 years old
Height: 5 ft. 6
weight:110 lb
Hair color: A bluish green, keeps it short.
Eye color: grey
Other characteristics: Slightly tanned skin. Never outspoken and hardly ever speaks with more than 3 sentences at a time.
Clothing: A big cloak that covers his whole body. Wears loose clothes underneath that don't restrict his movement and let him blend into the crowd.
Nationality: Guild of the Watchers
Virato had never really had any true friends. In a dark world filled with dark deeds, friends were only those you could trust to put a blade in your back. The Guild of the Watchers, a misnomer, as it was not a guild, but a country, were the ones that watched the action of all other countries, yet rarely ever taking action themselves. They, the country, had the status and the reason to not create rivalry. If they became involved, the other countries might realize the greater threat and band together. Virato never knew his family nor would he want to. Deep inside he was ashamed of how distrustful he had become of those around him and his parents probably would be too, but in his world, to do otherwise was an invitation of death.
He did open up once. There was a girl his age. Several years ago when he was a younger, he met her and truly enjoyed himself. He could tell her anything, and she could tell him everything. The last thing he remembered of her was a scrawled note with a puddle of blood that blotted out everything but a few words at the end. He never really recovered from that.
He knows only enough knowledge about fighting to use the two pistols that are always at his side with relative ease. He does know how to brawl from his rough childhood, but nothing special.
The last thing he remembered was renting a room in a run-down old apartment and fallling asleep, only to wake up in another world.
His desire: To find out if this was a dream or if his life had been one. To find out what happened to that girl, and if possible, change his world.
If any other info is needed, i'll add em in
Ok 4 signed up so far
Dracos
Panda
Shu
Ace
Rat is a possible 5th, but, I want to have at least 6 players for this.
I'd be glad to fill up that sixth position.
Name: Nathan Anderson
Age: 39
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 165 lb
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Blue-gray
Characteristics: Muscular but not overly so. Skin is somewhat tan. Is gruff, persistent, and seems to be always a bit put off.
Nationality: American(from NY)
When he was young, Nathan had the dream of growing up and becoming a police officer to protect the innocent. Joing the force shortly after graduating from the academy, Nathan was brash and cocky. Ready to take on anything that was within his ability. He was then forced to wake up and face reality. Becoming a police officer wasn't at all like what he had imagined.
Corruption within the system, guilty men being able to run free without enough evidence, long hours, dangerous shootouts and undercover assignments, and the fact that you could get shot at anytime on the job. Now older, Nathan couldn't take it anymore. He lost his youthful vigor that he had years before and it seems like he's losing his hope that he could've made a difference. Things were becoming harder for him. Nathan doesn't seem to try anymore and he can't understand why.
His desire: To be able to gain back his energy from when he was young and somehow renew his dreams and hopes.
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If there should be anything else, just tell me.
This character might be a bit twisted. If it's too much, tell me and I'll go with another one ^_^
Name: Angel Basilus
Age: 32
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 180 pounds
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Brown
Some physical characteristics: He's a very muscular African American. Standing at 6'0" and 180 pounds, he's practically built like a heavyweight boxer.
For those who don't know him, they might think Angel works in an office of some kind, because he's always wearing suits and ties. But in fact, he's a professional pimp. He's also one of the best-known there is, with some of the finest... umm... girls working for him.
Although he's surrounded by beautiful women and ample cash, he's not happy at all. Due to a few run-ins with some of the local and out-of-town gangsters back when he was running in a drug trafficking ring as well as being a dealer, he gets attempts on his head every so often. The main reason is because he's stolen quite a few dollars from someone high up in the chain of command, the second-in-command for the Ritz' Coporation, who is running the biggest underground gang in the neighbourhood.
After getting shot a couple of times, he's learned to carry a .45 Colt with him at all times. However, as a result of the shooting, he has three diagonal bullet scars across his chest. Even though he carries a gun, he has no problems with hand-to-hand combat if it comes to it. Growing up in a rough neighbourhood, he had to learn to fight to survive. He goes through rigorous excercises every morning to keep in shape, and that's why he's so muscular. His specialty: boxing.
But what he really wants is neither to be free of pursuers or be richer than imaginable. What he wants is quite different.
Ever since high school, everyone stayed away from him because of his sulky, serious demeaner and the eyes that said "I WILL kick your ass if you mess with me". He tried, he really tried to get along with certain people, but they were all afraid of him. It wasn't his fault that the mentality is essential for survival since he was young...
He was distanced and alienated all through school, and he had to watch, time and time again, the girls he liked blatantly making out with their respective boyfriends right in front of him, and everyone else. It's no better now; even though he was surrounding by beautiful women and loads of money, he was essentially still alone.
What he really wants to find in life: true love.
yay, 6 positions filled without waiting on the Rat...
And, now that finals are over I can finalize the ideas for Carnival and start it up ^_^
Be watching the Carinval will be coming soon ^____^
WHEE!
And kwok, lovely paper cut out. I mean, the melodramatic boxer/fighter searching for true love is so original from you ^_^.
Fearless Leader
btw...KWOK CAN YOU PLEASE DECIDE ON YOUR PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS?
5'10'' no 6'0''
no wait he's 5'8''
no 6'2''!
Fuu...
Fearless Leader
*tests something here*
Mind this not.
Fearless Leader
Eep! ^_^;;
It's fixed ^^;;
Name: Umi Adler Mizuno
Age: 15
Height: 4'4"
Weight: 113 lbs.
Hair Color: Dark Aqua
Eye Color: Green
Misc. Physical Stuff: Very good tan for a girl her age, and is a little slight for her age... Her choice of clothes hides the gymnast build however, and her boots make her look taller.
Clothing styles: Very boyish style... Black or blue cargo jeans, a t-shirt, and a black hooded jacket with a dragon stitched going around it. Black combat boots with a small platform are her normal footwear...
Nationality: Japanese/German
In a different alternate timeline, the Sailor Senshi were in arranged marriages from thier birth. Ami Mizuno, aka. Sailor Mercury, ended up being married into a wealthy German family, and the moved away after the S season... The union has two children, Umi, and her older brother Bjorn, age 19. Umi idolizes her brother, and adopts his brash taunting and clothing styles as her own, to the chagrin of Ami. While quite capable with her intellect, it's nowhere near where Ami's was at her age...
But, it's not paradise... Because of her postering and bragging image, she's been alienated by the girls. And truely, she doesn't feel that comfortable around guys except Bjorn... She associates men with the perverts that hung around Bjorn and made advances on her. Before Bjorn kicked thier asses that is...
So, Umi's truest desire is to find someone that will be her friend... maybe even more...
Name: Caitlin Winder
Age: 22
Height: 1.8 M
Weight: Normal.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Possesing a slight build and definately pointed ears she is what people call these days an Elf. Her black hair is fairly short, barely reaching down her neck. She does have one strand on the left, that reaches to her shoulder and has a few small beads on it.
She's normaly dressed in a jump suit with lots of pockets and a cliched trench coat. The coat helps conceal the rarely used bastard sword, she fondly calls, Fang.
For the last 5 years she has been a part of various mercenary groups, commonly known as Shadowrunners.
For the last 4, she has been a shaman of the Snake totem. She has finaly found a kindred spirit in Snake.
Though she still found the search for information exilarating, she was getting tired of hiding in the shadows.
Name: Megan
Age: 14
Height: Five foot
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Green
Other Physical Characteristics: Quite a slender frame. Her skin is a pale white in colour. Her mass of bright red hair is curled and normally left loose to frame her cute face. She is very shy, but cheerful at the same time.
Clothing: Normally wears a high cut, knee length red dress with red shoes, and white silk bra and panties beneath.
Megan had led a pretty normal life. She was an only child, and was always protected and sheltered by her parents. Her familly were welathy, so she had a happy childhood, never really wanting anything. That was until she was around ten, and her parents were killed in a car accident, leaving her alone. She continued to live at her parents home, along with her aunt, who came to look after her when her parents were killed. Now all she wants is happiness and security.
Name: The Librarian
Age: unknown
Height: six foot
Weight: 170
Hair Color: black with gray peppering
Eye Color: auburn (golden-brown)
Other Physical Characteristics:
Clothing: Brown leather trenchcoat, bronze bracers, boots, and a backpack
Nationality: Originally from the world of Gaia, has spent his life surviving the labyrinthine pathways of the libraries
The Librarian hails from the planet Gaia. A beautiful analogue of Earth, the Gaian people are known for two things. The first is their magic, which turned the once desilate planet into a utopia. The second is their libraries. The Gaians love libraries. So the job of librarian was a highly sought after position; one that only the most cunning or lucky would survive. The dreams of children everywhere were filled with the moment of triumph, stepping over the poisoned, shot, crushed, and decapitated bodies of all who would seek the position and failed. Stepping up to the desk and being awarded the title of Librarian. (Yes, Gaian's are fiercely competitive.)
And as the final week of competition passed, only one stood to become the Librarian. And he was proud, for he had brought great honor unto his house. But winning the competition did not make him a Librarian yet, only a lowly assistant. But gradually he came to learn the ways of the library. The mystery of the dui decimal system was open to him. The Library where he worked, like all Gaian libraries, had a crest. The library at Fleur's crest was a roll of tape crossed with a staple gun on a field of black. In gold leaf the words 'defendo necnon resarcio'. He wore it proudly on his chest.
Life was good for the assistant, but it was not to last. The librarian fell ill one day and called forth all five of his assistants. They knew he was to make his decision on his successor. They also knew that it would fall to Greywind, the senior assistant who had won the competition nearly three decades gone. Much to their surprise, he named The Librarian as the new Librarian before passing away. He did linger long enough to encourage Greywind to teach the young Librarian all he would need to know.
This didn't sit well with any of the senior assistants and soon after they hatched a plan to eliminate the young Librarian. They set a trap, but the Librarian hadn't become an assistant by getting caught in traps. Unfortunately, the others hadn't become assistants by giving up easily. The chase was on.
Through the long and winding ails they ran until the Librarian could no longer run. He stood panting, trying to get his bearings. That's when he realized that he was in unfamiliar territory. Impossible, he knew, as he had memorized the entire library book for book. Unfortunately, he hadn't yet been taught about the way books bend reality. He was now in the library that connected all libraries in the multiverse. a secret hidden from the public eye. And he was lost.
Those who had chased him there had not noticed their folly. They caught up with the tired Librarian and prepared to get rid of him permanently. An then they heard it. The ground trembled with each mighty step. The local books cowered in fear. The thesaurus had come.
Amid the horrified screams, the crunch of bones, and the sound of a hardcover snapping shut he ran.
Lost and alone, the Librarian has spent untold years(about twenty) in these halls, refining his magic, strengthening his body, and forever looking for the way home.
Split's occured. Everyone please Repost your last actions so I can refamiliarize myself with what's going on.
And yes, Caitlin is currently alone in the hall of mirrors.
Ace, whenever you can post, please do so.