CrimsonCrescendo

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  1. Zombie Apocalypse Weapon of Choice

    Okay~! So, how this game works is this! Look Immediately to your left. The first thing you lay eyes on, whatever it may be, is your ONLY WEAPON during the zombie apocalypse. What is it? For example!: Immediately to my left, is a full powerade bottle! Surely, I will not know thirst during the zombie apocalypse! End of Example~! Isn't that fun and easy!?!? Okay, GO!
  2. Card Games

    Ahhhh yes, Munchkin. How many different genres does that game cover now? I like that you can combine all of them, though I think it requires a supplement called Munchkin Blender. Cards Against Humanity is great fun, so long as no one is easily offended. It can get pretty wrong. I also like Apples to Apples, which is the family friendly version of CAH. Well...friendlier, anyway. XD Dominion is another fun game, but it's more politics and commerce related. Oh! And SPANC! Space Pirate Amazon Ninja Catgirls. XD
  3. Sticking around for now

    Well, due to a rather surprising public and private outcry of displeasure at my prospective absence, I've decided to linger about for now. I'll likely be more or less observing for a while though. Thanks to everyone that poked at me. It did help. ^.^
  4. Card Games

    I play MTG pretty much exclusively anymore. I used to play Yu-gi-oh, but then everyone around me stopped playing it, so I ended up selling all my cards. I've always wanted to try out the Digimon TCGs, but none of the shops around here carried the original run, so I have no clue if they will bother with the new cards. I might have to buy them online or something. At any rate. As far as MTG goes, I usually run R/G Steamroller decks, R/B Demon/Ogre Handmaiming, or straight Green Elven Stampeding. This is my EDH deck. http://www.mtgdeckbuilder.net/Decks/ViewDeck/edh-deck-298325 It got me to 5th place in a local shop tournament, about four or five years ago. Someone told me recently that it's not fully legal anymore, which sucks, because at the time I built it, it was. So, I'm going to have to figure out how to get it back to legal play status. Regardless, it's still a good deck. Oh. And speaking of R/B Demon/Ogre Handmaiming...http://www.mtgdeckbuilder.net/Decks/ViewDeck/despairdemise-298281 Enjoy that one too. :D
  5. Crim's Poetry and Song Shack

    Forever Sleep © CrimsonCrescendo Lay your head down Lose yourself in my voice As you close your eyes And drift off into fantasy No one can hurt you here Not a care to be found None to tell you how to be Only you can control you here And so you never want To wake again Just sleep forever and Avoid all your cares So drift on my love I will keep you safe here Inside the world of your dream Where the sun always shines Forever sleep my dear Let the world pass you by Never have a care for those That you left behind The waking world Can only hurt you So stay here And walk beside me Even though I'm not Really with you I'll always be here In the world of your mind Forever sleep my love And never think To wake again To rejoin the ones Who really love you Dream on love Run free and happy In your endless Dreamland fantasy
  6. Crim's Poetry and Song Shack

    So. This is where I will be sticking things I wrote. I used to have them up on deviant art, but I was concerned about some of DA's policies on submissions, so I took them down. I hope you all enjoy these small musings from the depths of my creative mind. EDIT: I feel I should note, my inspirations come from bands or songs I enjoy. Black Veil Brides, Blessed By A Broken Heart, Taking Dawn, Shinedown...just to name some of the bands I draw from. Sing Out (Your Heart)© CrimsonCrescendo Sing to me,A song from your heart.Make me feel,That your soul cries out. Cries out for that mercy,the same mercy you never showed.That same mercy,that you held over peoples heads.A lure for the outcasts,the sweet tease of notice. But I will not listen.I will not fall.I will not be silent.I will sing out my heart,rasie my voice like a beacon.So that all who hear,feel hope rise again. Sing out your heart,let your soul shine through,in every word,every note a clarion call.Calling forth hope,igniting the fires of the heart,and fanning the flames. We will not fall!We will not be silent!We will sing out our hearts!So that those who hear,will know without doubt!We are not outcasts,but brothers and sisters,friends and lovers,Compatriots, one and all! Hear our voices sing out!WE WILL RISE!
  7. Leaving

    In light of some recent events, and some irreconcilable differences, I'm leaving the site. It's clear to me now, that I should have passed this place by. Thanks to everyone who did make me feel welcome. Unfortunately, there were some...others among you, whom I won't name here, that don't feel I belong here. And honestly, considering the massive post lengths here, I'm inclined to agree with them. I've been out of forum RP for too long to just jump right back into the multi-para part of the pool, and it was stupid of me to attempt it. Sorry to anyone that was looking to RP. I just can't ignore the drastic differences in skill any longer. It was nice to pretend for a while, and I'm grateful to those that showed me kindness. I hope you all enjoy yourselves, and I wish you all the best. See you.
  8. Uh.. Hello..

    I'm older than every single one of you. XD I was born in '82. Anyway, welcome Serena! Hope you have good luck finding RPs to jump into.
  9. ...and it made me frown

    That feel when you realize you don't belong anywhere after all. v.v
  10. R Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor

    LOL It's fine. I can at least get a general idea of your character from that. I'll go ahead and post my characters here, for easy reference. Character: Xilthanas Roleplays He Is In: Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor Human World Name: Damien Sumeragi Age: 22 Tamer Guild: Knights of Ophanimon, Leader; Leader of the White Dragon Guard Team Knight Designation: Virtue Crest: Courage Description/Characteristics: He is around 6'0", 325lbs, though most of that weight is because of his 3 cybernetic limbs, both legs and his left arm. He has pale skin, blonde hair, violet eyes, and normally wears loose black leather pants, black tank top, combat boots, leather gloves, and a seven pointed star around his neck. He also has his utility belt which has various gadgets, tools and small weapons, as well as his modify cards and digivice. He wears a large sword on him, named Exodus. Exodus is taller than he is by a foot, and so he wears it at an angle across his back. Now that he is a knight of Ophanimon, he also has a suit of white half-plate armor, with Ophanimon's crest embossed in gold across the chest, bestowed upon him during his knighting ceremony. Background History: Leader of the Knights of Ophanimon, Xilthanas enjoyed a much deserved sense of accomplishment and happiness, once things had quieted down compared to his younger years. He is also the leader of the White Dragon guard team, based out of Ganymede city on Server continent. An evil monster, known as Tanaquil, nearly changed all of that. Changed nearly everything he knew about the digital world, really. Xilthanas never knew if Tanaquil had ever been human, but the monster wore a human's shape and face like someone wears a new coat, so it mattered little. He had lost his physical body long before Xilthanas had first encountered him, but he somehow remained as an infectious evil soul, taking over the lives of innocent people and using their bodies as vehicles for his evil. But that was nothing compared to the thing he called his digimon, a horrible monstrosity that kept itself shrouded in shadows and illusions. During a mission to track down the card form of the Digi-egg of Creation, Xilthanas and his White Dragons stumbled upon Tanaquil, who had also been searching for the card. His team never knew what hit them, it was over so quickly. They tried to put up a resistance, but all they managed to do was give Xilthanas enough time to get away and try to complete the mission, though he was so badly injured, it is nothing short of a miracle he made it back to Ganymede. The screams and cries of his friends as they were slowly, painfully taken apart chased him all the way back to the gates, even though he knew that they were long dead. The next thing he knew, he was waking up in a hospital in Ganymede, three of his limbs missing, with IVs running to each remnant and into his good arm. He only noticed Reina when he tried to lift his good hand and caused her to jump to wakefullness. After spending a few minutes hugging him and telling him how sorry she was, she explained to him what had happened while he was unconscious. The gate guards had found him, barely alive, his legs and arm maimed beyond recovery. After they stabilized him, they brought him to the hospital, where doctors had worked quickly to try and save him. They managed to keep him alive, but unless they did something to replace his missing limbs, he would likely remain in this bed...forever. Not willing to accept this fate, Xilthanas willingly agreed to an experimental procedure that would replace his missing limbs with digital world cybernetics. The only reason it was experimental though, was because it had never been tried on a tamer before. They had no idea what exactly would happen when they attached the cybernetics to his human body. He didn't care. Deep inside his heart, a burning hate and anger slowly began to grow from a small candle to a blazing inferno, a desire for vengence against the being that caused this. Tanaquil. He swore within his soul that he would hunt that monster down and destroy it, even if he died in the process. When the procedure was done, Xilthanas spent a few weeks getting used to his new legs and arm, testing to make sure they would stand up to what he needed to do. After recovering sufficiently to travel on his own, Xilthanas slipped from the hospital and stopped by his old flat in the city, opened a hidden compartment in the wall of his room, and grabbed the hidden stash of equipment that he had found during his previous missions. His outfitting done, Xilthanas made his way toward the gate, wanting to leave as quickly as he could, to hopefully prevent Tanaquil from heading to Ganymede. When he exited the city though, he came across a bearmon that was badly hurt, in almost the same way he had been, though the injuries weren't as severe as his had been. As Xilthanas looked down upon the frail digimon, his anger turned to self-less concern, stopping him in his tracks. The death of his partner still fresh in his mind, Xilthanas bent down and gently lifted the bearmon in his arms, then ran as fast as his new legs could carry him back to the hospital. Xilthanas spent the next few days staying with the bearmon, watching him heal and regain his strength, talking with him and telling him about his former friends and partner, letting the small digimon know that he had a friend and kindred spirit in Xilthanas. Once he had fully healed, Xilthanas and the bearmon walked side by side toward the city gate, originally intending to part ways. When they got there though, Xilthanas and the bearmon looked at one another, Xilthanas posing the question of, "do you want to be my partner?" When the bearmon nodded, Xilthanas asked if he had a name already. He wasn't suprised when the digimon shook his head, having already decided on a name as he asked the question. "Then I'll call you Stride." Digimon: Bearmon Name: Stride Roleplays He is In: Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor Type: Vaccine Planned Evolution: Bearmon-Grizzmon-Grapleomon-SabreLeomon Attacks: Bearmon-Bear fist, Bear roll; Grizzmon-Crescent Dawn, Volcanic Claw, Saintbeast Slash; Grapleomon-Cyclonic Kick, King of Fist, Lancing Blaze, Volcanic Strike; SabreLeomon-Twin Fang, Howling Crusher, Rending Plasma Defining attributes: Stride has a very chipper attitude, but he can be quick to anger, especially in defense of his friend and tamer Xilthanas. Instead of the normal baseball cap most of his species has, he has a black bandana with silver flames on his head, and his gloves and straps were made from black leather with silver studs. He also had a pair of combat boots, though the toes were sheared off so his claws were exposed. Background History: Like his tamer Xilthanas, Stride had wandered the digital world in search of an old nemesis, but instead found another friend to aid him in his quest. Their travels brought them back to the ruins of Ganymede, the city having been destroyed by Tanaquil a few years after he and Xilthanas had left. He found out during their long quest that the monster Xilthanas sought, and the one that had taken Stride's former tamer from him, were in fact one and the same. This only further cemented their bond as Tamer and Partner, and inspired Stride to dedicate himself to growing even stronger. To protect his new Tamer, his friends, and the whole of the digital world! Character: Starfall Digimon: Pagangemon (champion form, Original Alternate Angemon path) Rolplays He Is In: Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor Type: Data/Vaccine (Yes he is a hybrid. Will be explained in a moment.) Planned Evolution: Elvamon-Pagangemon-Oberomon-SacredSylvamon Description/History: Starfall is around 7', eight black feathered wings, midnight blue body suit, silver pentacles in place of the studs a normal angemon would have, black loincloth. His face is fully visible since he doesn't possess the normal helm that both Angemon and Angewomon wear, looking like something out of a bards song, with his flowing black hair, silver eyes, and sharply angled features. Starfall is what is considered a rebirthed digimon, one who had been digitized and then reassembled, though he was also reconfigured into an alternate form.Originally he was an Angemon, but due to a fatal encounter with Tanaquil, he 'died' and his data was scattered. Ophanimon found him because she had been flying along nearby a few days after it happened, his data screaming in grief to her ears. So she used her divine digimon abilities and reassembled him into what he is today. Attacks: Elvamon-Leaf blade, Star Beam; Pagangemon-Hand of the Stars, Luminous Volley, Ether Blade, Flare Slash, Gate of Destruction; Oberomon-Blade of Stars, Burning Sun, Lightning Wave, Astral Lance; SacredSylvamon-Photon Star, Inferno Crash, Light of Truth, Eternal Sylvan Destroyer Transcendic Digivolution: Pendragonmon (Combined form of Xilthanas, Starfall and Stride, Divine level digimon) Clad in shimmering mithril full plate, ten black feathered wings fanning from his back, silver hair reaching to just above his ankles, his head bare, finely boned features, black eyes that contain starscapes, holding a blade 18' long, two feet shy of his total height of 20'. Attacks: Phoenix Gate Transcendence, Catalytic Cannon, Aurora Blade, Saintbeast Slash, Gate of Destruction, Silver Star Storm, 7 Virtues Slash
  11. R Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor

    On every screen across the world, programming is interrupted, static the only thing visible until, slowly, a fuzzy image of a boy in his late teens clad in battle leathers, with smoking wreckage behind him takes shape on screen. “This is a call to every Tamer everywhere, in every city, town, hamlet, country, state and county. The Digital World needs you! It needs you now like never before...†The boy ducks as an explosion rocks the scene. “There isn't much time! My name is Xilthanas, Leader of the White Dragon Guard Team. Come to Server Continent and head for Ophanimon's Castle! Hopefully, I'll meet you there...†Another explosion rocks the room, debris falling from overhead, followed by loud cursing, clanging of blades for a moment and then a wet flesh-slicing sound, before Xilthanas appears again, looking worn. “I need to get moving. Black Serpent squads are everywhere...This is Xilthanas, signing out!" The boy turns away from the screen just as it goes back to static, the image slowly fading before its nothing but snow, his mumbled parting words dissolving into the din of static, "I hope someone saw this...†. And then the screen turns off again. The digital world is at war. What once was a vibrant land, full of creatures and life and all that, is now mostly a cratered, desolate, lifeless place. Pockets of life and vibrancy still exist, but they are slowly fading, as more and more of the digital world is wiped of all life. No one knows how or why it started, but everyone knows who started it. The Black Serpents. Formerly a guard team for the digital city of Ganymede, The Black Serpents are now a perversion of everything a Tamer stands for, raiding, destroying, consuming...everything. No one knows why they changed. No one understands what caused a once bright and shining light of the digital world to be so completely corrupted. All anyone knows now, is that unless the digital world gets help…well, that’ll be the end of it. And then they will start on the real world. Other Tamers have already answered the call. The Knights of Ophanimon have been chosen. They wage a constant war at the front lines, making sure that if they do give ground, its dearly paid for, sometimes even gaining the upper hand, if only for a little while. But hope blooms in the strangest of places…rumors speak of a new power, a new digivolution that some of the older digimon have attained in secret. Some have called it the prophesized power known as ‘Transcendic Digivolution’, a power that some say can surpass even Seraphimon himself. No one knows how exactly this new level of power is reached, but the rumor says that it must involve a Tamer, similar to the bio-merge power some other Tamers are able to use. But others say that this hope is useless, that the Black Serpents are too numerous, too powerful…Some even say that maybe it’s time for the digital world to fade. Which will you choose? Will you take up arms and defend the digital world you know and love so much? Will you try and ignore the plight? Or will you become that which most Tamers despise and join the forces of darkness? The choice is, of course, yours to make. Let us hope that the choice you make helps to save the digital world, instead of destroying it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ophanimon's Castle ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Current Characters CrimsonCrescendo: Xilthanas, Stride the Bearmon, and Starfall the Pagangemon ack!: Lexis Ryder & Bubs the Penmon NPCs: Ophanimon (Crimson)
  12. R Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor

    Hooray~! I'll be eagerly awaiting said character! XD
  13. NC-17 Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters Discussion

    No worries! I'm sure this will be awesome, just like you! :D
  14. NC-17 Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters Discussion

    Better late than never! XD Civilian Name: Damien HaphestonHero Name: SilverflameAge: 18Affiliations: NonePowers: Pyro & Photokinesis (Fire & Light manipulation)Weapons: Mag-lite flashlightWeaknesses: Darkness. Personality: Confident, calm, precise, aloof at times. Knows how to get what he wants. Can be seen as arrogant by those outside his allies and friends. Chivalry is a big thing with him. Courage comes easy for him. Fear causes an interesting reaction in him, his instinctual response being one of hot anger rather than one of blind terror, striking out at whatever it was that threatened him. Short Bio: His powers flared into being because he fell victim to a villain whose powers were to cause deep shadows to coalesce around whatever they wished. This happened while he and his mother were at a bank near where they lived, the entire bank being held hostage while the villain went about their business of pillage and terror. Damien was terrified of the creeping darkness that he saw manifest around his neighbors, this terror only increasing as the darkness enfolded him next. He was barely covered for more than a few minutes before he felt something inside him...Ignite. It was like the sun had manifested in his chest, filling his world once more with warmth and light, his power bursting forth and driving away the villains shadows long enough for people to flee and the X-men to arrive, the heroes making short work of the villain. He was 14 at the time. Over the next four years, he trained extensively in secret, doing his best to cope with his new-found powers. Until his parents finally caught him practicing one night. That's when everything got thrown out of whack. His parents, of course, flipped out and immediately called Xavier's. For his own good, they told him. "It's better this way," his father said. Damien couldn't help but wonder if it truly was. Other Notes: The flashlight, with just a little help from his photokinesis, easily becomes a focused blade of searing light and heat. Also, the color of his fire is silver. He has no idea why its such an odd color. Being in a dark place for too long will start to make Damien fidget and sweat, soon followed by hugging himself as if cold. He will make his own light/fire if the need is great enough, but it takes a bit out of him. Its easier for him to use pre-existing sources of fire and light.
  15. Civilian Name: Damien Hapheston Hero Name: Silverflame Age: 18 Affiliations: None Powers: Pyro & Photokinesis (Fire & Light manipulation) Weapons: Mag-lite flashlight Weaknesses: Darkness. Current RP: None. Personality: Confident, calm, precise, aloof at times. Knows how to get what he wants. Can be seen as arrogant by those outside his allies and friends. Chivalry is a big thing with him. Courage comes easy for him. Fear causes an interesting reaction in him, his instinctual response being one of hot anger rather than one of blind terror, striking out at whatever it was that threatened him. Short Bio: His powers flared into being because he fell victim to a villain whose powers were to cause deep shadows to coalesce around whatever they wished. This happened while he and his mother were at a bank near where they lived, the entire bank being held hostage while the villain went about their business of pillage and terror. Damien was terrified of the creeping darkness that he saw manifest around his neighbors, this terror only increasing as the darkness enfolded him next. He was barely covered for more than a few minutes before he felt something inside him...Ignite. It was like the sun had manifested in his chest, filling his world once more with warmth and light, his power bursting forth and driving away the villains shadows long enough for people to flee and the X-men to arrive, the heroes making short work of the villain. He was 14 at the time. Over the next four years, he trained extensively in secret, doing his best to cope with his new-found powers. Until his parents finally caught him practicing one night. That's when everything got thrown out of whack. His parents, of course, flipped out and immediately called Xavier's. For his own good, they told him. "It's better this way," his father said. Damien couldn't help but wonder if it truly was. Other Notes: The flashlight, with just a little help from his photokinesis, easily becomes a focused blade of searing light and heat. Also, the color of his fire is silver. He has no idea why its such an odd color. Being in a dark place for too long will start to make Damien fidget and sweat, soon followed by hugging himself as if cold. He will make his own light/fire if the need is great enough, but it takes a bit out of him. Its easier for him to use pre-existing sources of fire and light.
  16. Character: Xilthanas Roleplays He Is In: Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor Human World Name: Damien Sumeragi Age: 22 Tamer Guild: Knights of Ophanimon, Leader; Leader of the White Dragon Guard Team Knight Designation: Virtue Crest: Courage Description/Characteristics: He is around 6'0", 325lbs, though most of that weight is because of his 3 cybernetic limbs, both legs and his left arm. He has pale skin, blonde hair, violet eyes, and normally wears loose black leather pants, black tank top, combat boots, leather gloves, and a seven pointed star around his neck. He also has his utility belt which has various gadgets, tools and small weapons, as well as his modify cards and digivice. He wears a large sword on him, named Exodus. Exodus is taller than he is by a foot, and so he wears it at an angle across his back. Now that he is a knight of Ophanimon, he also has a suit of white half-plate armor, with Ophanimon's crest embossed in gold across the chest, bestowed upon him during his knighting ceremony. Background History: Leader of the Knights of Ophanimon, Xilthanas enjoyed a much deserved sense of accomplishment and happiness, once things had quieted down compared to his younger years. He is also the leader of the White Dragon guard team, based out of Ganymede city on Server continent. An evil monster, known as Tanaquil, nearly changed all of that. Changed nearly everything he knew about the digital world, really. Xilthanas never knew if Tanaquil had ever been human, but the monster wore a human's shape and face like someone wears a new coat, so it mattered little. He had lost his physical body long before Xilthanas had first encountered him, but he somehow remained as an infectious evil soul, taking over the lives of innocent people and using their bodies as vehicles for his evil. But that was nothing compared to the thing he called his digimon, a horrible monstrosity that kept itself shrouded in shadows and illusions. During a mission to track down the card form of the Digi-egg of Creation, Xilthanas and his White Dragons stumbled upon Tanaquil, who had also been searching for the card. His team never knew what hit them, it was over so quickly. They tried to put up a resistance, but all they managed to do was give Xilthanas enough time to get away and try to complete the mission, though he was so badly injured, it is nothing short of a miracle he made it back to Ganymede. The screams and cries of his friends as they were slowly, painfully taken apart chased him all the way back to the gates, even though he knew that they were long dead. The next thing he knew, he was waking up in a hospital in Ganymede, three of his limbs missing, with IVs running to each remnant and into his good arm. He only noticed Reina when he tried to lift his good hand and caused her to jump to wakefullness. After spending a few minutes hugging him and telling him how sorry she was, she explained to him what had happened while he was unconscious. The gate guards had found him, barely alive, his legs and arm maimed beyond recovery. After they stabilized him, they brought him to the hospital, where doctors had worked quickly to try and save him. They managed to keep him alive, but unless they did something to replace his missing limbs, he would likely remain in this bed...forever. Not willing to accept this fate, Xilthanas willingly agreed to an experimental procedure that would replace his missing limbs with digital world cybernetics. The only reason it was experimental though, was because it had never been tried on a tamer before. They had no idea what exactly would happen when they attached the cybernetics to his human body. He didn't care. Deep inside his heart, a burning hate and anger slowly began to grow from a small candle to a blazing inferno, a desire for vengence against the being that caused this. Tanaquil. He swore within his soul that he would hunt that monster down and destroy it, even if he died in the process. When the procedure was done, Xilthanas spent a few weeks getting used to his new legs and arm, testing to make sure they would stand up to what he needed to do. After recovering sufficiently to travel on his own, Xilthanas slipped from the hospital and stopped by his old flat in the city, opened a hidden compartment in the wall of his room, and grabbed the hidden stash of equipment that he had found during his previous missions. His outfitting done, Xilthanas made his way toward the gate, wanting to leave as quickly as he could, to hopefully prevent Tanaquil from heading to Ganymede. When he exited the city though, he came across a bearmon that was badly hurt, in almost the same way he had been, though the injuries weren't as severe as his had been. As Xilthanas looked down upon the frail digimon, his anger turned to self-less concern, stopping him in his tracks. The death of his partner still fresh in his mind, Xilthanas bent down and gently lifted the bearmon in his arms, then ran as fast as his new legs could carry him back to the hospital. Xilthanas spent the next few days staying with the bearmon, watching him heal and regain his strength, talking with him and telling him about his former friends and partner, letting the small digimon know that he had a friend and kindred spirit in Xilthanas. Once he had fully healed, Xilthanas and the bearmon walked side by side toward the city gate, originally intending to part ways. When they got there though, Xilthanas and the bearmon looked at one another, Xilthanas posing the question of, "do you want to be my partner?" When the bearmon nodded, Xilthanas asked if he had a name already. He wasn't suprised when the digimon shook his head, having already decided on a name as he asked the question. "Then I'll call you Stride." Digimon: Bearmon Name: Stride Roleplays He is In: Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor Type: Vaccine Planned Evolution: Bearmon-Grizzmon-Grapleomon-SabreLeomon Attacks: Bearmon-Bear fist, Bear roll; Grizzmon-Crescent Dawn, Volcanic Claw, Saintbeast Slash; Grapleomon-Cyclonic Kick, King of Fist, Lancing Blaze, Volcanic Strike; SabreLeomon-Twin Fang, Howling Crusher, Rending Plasma Defining attributes: Stride has a very chipper attitude, but he can be quick to anger, especially in defense of his friend and tamer Xilthanas. Instead of the normal baseball cap most of his species has, he has a black bandana with silver flames on his head, and his gloves and straps were made from black leather with silver studs. He also had a pair of combat boots, though the toes were sheared off so his claws were exposed. Background History: Like his tamer Xilthanas, Stride had wandered the digital world in search of an old nemesis, but instead found another friend to aid him in his quest. Their travels brought them back to the ruins of Ganymede, the city having been destroyed by Tanaquil a few years after he and Xilthanas had left. He found out during their long quest that the monster Xilthanas sought, and the one that had taken Stride's former tamer from him, were in fact one and the same. This only further cemented their bond as Tamer and Partner, and inspired Stride to dedicate himself to growing even stronger. To protect his new Tamer, his friends, and the whole of the digital world!
  17. *friendly wave* Hello, Surreality.

    WOOOOOOOOO~! I've been approved by the most awesome scientist ever! XD
  18. *friendly wave* Hello, Surreality.

    Greetings. I'm CrimsonCrescendo. You can call me Crim, Crimson, Cres, Crescendo, or CC. But not Crimmy or Cressy. I've been a role-player for going on 18 years now, both online and offline. A few the venues I've partaken of have been: SecondLife, Furcadia, IRC (among other chat programs/chat boxes), IM services, tabletop, and LARP. I've role-played everything, from g-rated things that would make disney proud, to X-rated scenes even some porn stars would probably blush over. My preferred genres are: Modern or Medieval Fantasy, Magitech/Steampunk, Super-heroic, and Fighter/Brawler. My preferred RATINGS to play under are: R, NC-17, and X. I'm not opposed to playing anything lower, I just don't feel as comfortable with things below an R rating. And yes, I realize I can't do X-rated RP yet. So don't worry. :-p I found this place via google search! Fancy that! XD Oh! THEMES! Themes I like for RPs are: Damsel in Distress, Epic powers/spells/energy usage, Just Causes, Light in the Darkness, Tragic Heroes, Awe-inspiring Swordplay and Obvious Bad Guys! Ummmmmm I think that's it! Anything else you're just going to have to ask me about! :-p
  19. Bodyguard ID Name: Masakato, Takeru Age: 19 Blood Type: AB- Home: Tokyo, Japan Martial Style: MMA (Focus on Striking and Takedowns) Weapon of Choice: Twin carbon-fiber tonfa Status: Active A Reason to Fight Takeru was always picked on as a kid. Always being told he was too small, too slow, or somehow not good enough. All that changed when he started taking MMA after school during jr high. After he had learned how to fight back, that was what he started doing. Viciously. But never for himself. He was always coming to the aid of someone being bullied, and woe to the bully that was unfortunate enough to target one of his friends. For their punishment, as he called it, usually involved something breaking. He kept this up all through high school, until he was noticed by the father of one of his friends defending that same friend from several large boys. That was when the offer was made. His friend's father ran a security business, mostly hiring and assigning bodyguards to people of importance. What could he say but yes? And so now, instead of fighting small time bullies, Takeru is defending people from assassinations, muggings and other menaces, for the right price. The Life of a Bodyguard It hasn't been easy for young Takeru. After his first few rocky assignments, one defending a pop star, and the other watching over a mid-rank diplomat, he had a bit of a dry spell. People thought perhaps he was too young for the life, too impulsive and prone to take risks. But his boss kept him on, knowing there was great potential in Takeru, despite his shortcomings. His faith was rewarded, one fine afternoon, when they were enroute with another client, this one a well-respected business owner. During that morning, Takeru had woke up with a splitting headache, so much so that he thought perhaps he'd slammed his head on something in his sleep. After an hour of laying there, trying to block out the pain, he managed to pull himself out of bed and stumble to the bathroom. What he saw in the mirror, nearly made him cry out in shock. The pupil and iris of his right eye had become shot through with lines of gold, in what appeared to be the pattern of a magic circle. After a few minutes of trying to rinse out his eye, he realized it wasn't coming off. He was stuck with it. The rest of that day went off fairly well, once his headache finally went away. They arrived at the pickup point, ushered the client into the car, and then made their way to their destination. What happened when they got there, though, no one had prepared for. As the pulled up and stopped, Takeru again felt that same pain in his head, though this time it was less intense. He looked around the vehicle as he got out, ahead of the client, to make sure the coast was clear. Something...pulled his vision up toward the roof of a nearby business, where he caught sight of a sniper lining up a shot. "SNIPER! EVERYONE DOWN!" his voice rang out, instinct and training kicking in as he kicked the door of the car back shut and sprinted toward the building he saw the sniper on. He doesn't remember how, but the next thing he remembers, he has the sniper by his flak-vest, about to deliver another strike to the hitman's ruined face. He drops the man in shock, his vision blurring for a moment before he falls onto the roof, blacking out. When he woke up next, it was in a hospital room, his eyes managing to focus enough to see his surroundings. His boss was sitting in a chair not far away, passed out, while one of his fellow guards sat beside the tired old man, holding a finger to her lips. After explaining what happened, and gently waking the boss, Takeru was given his clothes and allowed to be released, the doctor telling him to take it easy for a few days. Takeru's reputation as a bodyguard was pretty much set after that. Sure, he was prone to risks, but those risks, almost ALWAYS turned out fine in the end, with little to no harm done to the client. It was like Takeru could see the truth of things, of threats and dangers, before they became life-threatening, and devise a way to deal with them. Even illusions and hallucinogens did little to affect his ability to see the TRUTH and act accordingly. Combine that with his stubborn nature and tenacious focus, and you have a scary young man indeed. If you're not the one paying him. TRUTH Shall Be His After the incident that made his career, Takeru decided that it would probably be a good idea to determine the exact extent of the abilities of his...'new eye'. To meet that end, he decided to test it out on some small time hoods, over the course of a few months. What he found out, was nothing short of amazing. He saw the TRUTH, in all things, regardless of trickery, illusion, lie, or deception. Your intentions, your movements, your heart's desires...all of these things could be made plain and open as a book to him, with just one glance of his right eye. But there is a catch. Depending on the true intentions of the person in question, his reaction can be...extreme. The incident with the sniper was nothing, compared to what Takeru ended up doing to people who actually meant to KILL him. He's still not entirely sure one man lived, after Takeru left him in that alley, after the man had pulled a gun on him. His strength, speed, accuracy, and agility are all heightened to peak human levels during what he refers to as his 'Justice' state, allowing him to perform feats he would otherwise be incapable of. During this time, his right eye burns with golden light. On the other hand, if your intentions are...less lethal-minded, but still harmful to him, his mind will provide him with the quickest and most efficient way of diffusing the situation, whether that be through immediate forceful action, or through a induced compulsion to surrender via verbal maneuvering, backed by his right eye showing them the truth of his own intentions to either peacefully resolve or take stunningly violent action to ensure his safety and the safety of others under his guard.
  20. *friendly wave* Hello, Surreality.

    Yours, actually. XD The X-men thing. I just saw it today. XD
  21. *friendly wave* Hello, Surreality.

    Curses! Missed signing-up for another promising RP. v.v
  22. R Digimon Universe: Ignition Factor

    Well, I'd post something, but I kind of want to see what you make first, so I have an idea of what I'm going to be dealing with and how I should adapt my plans for the characters. XD As for the nerves...I can't help those. It's been far too long since I've done anything like this, so I'm not even sure how well it's going to turn out. XD
  23. Zombie Apocalypse Weapon of Choice

    A plastic cylinder with pens and pencils in. Small stabby things, but stabby things nonetheless. XD
  24. Name: Hector Lohnginas Alias: Dragon Roar Fighting Style: Dragons Howling Fist Age: 20 Gender: Male Appearance: Home Town: Parkland, WA Fighting Out Of: Seattle, WA Personality: Brash, morbid, sarcastic, irreverent, stubborn...all of these traits could very much describe aspects of this young man's personality. One would think that with such a...volatile mix...that he would be hateful as well. But such is not the case. Loyal, truthful, sincere, dedicated, responsible...these traits are what define him. These are the things that give him the strength and courage to fight his next opponent, whoever that may be. Move Set Here is where all of Hector's moves will be listed. Basic descriptions are provided. Dragon Fist: A devastating twist-punch, channeling the strength of dragons. This attack is meant to knock the opponent into the air. Sky Blast: A scathing projectile of lightning, thrown like a javelin at his opponent. This attack can Stagger/Stun if *Charged/Held*. Dragon Coil: A powerful grab and throw attack, meant to be a counter-attack. Hector grabs his opponent and pulls them close, wrapping them tight in his arms before arcing backward and slamming his opponent down on their head. This attack is meant to leave the opponent *Down*. Dragon Whip: A strong and quick spinning round house kick, executed in the blink of an eye. This attack can knock the opponent *Down*. Dragons Favor: A defensive move, causing Hector to move faster and become harder to hit. Visually, it seems as though there are two other ghostly images of Hector that bob and weave around him. Siege Fang: A staggering blow, delivered by Hector slamming his fingers into his opponent's torso, meant to cause internal injuries. This attack has been known to cause puncture wounds. Soul Star: A pulsating energy ball attack, multi-projectile. 3 in total, each silvery in color. Projectiles fly out in a triangular shape, and can cause minor injures upon impact. Dragon Edge: A punishing heel kick to a *Down* opponent. Has been known to cause KO. EX Super Technique, Howling Fury of the Dragon: With a deep howl of fury, Hector becomes engulfed in a silver flaming aura and rushes his opponent, punishing them with a flurry of devastating punches and knees, culminating in a final, flaming dragon shrouded rising fist to his opponent's chin, the impact detonating with enough force to cause a three foot crater and sending his opponent into the air. Once they hit the ground, Hector stands with his back to them, his head turned to glance back at them, one hand in his pocket as he says, "shouldn't meddle with Dragons." King of Fighters Super Moves Dragon Cascade: With a bright flash of power from his eyes, Hector throws a mighty punch and sends a rippling wave of blazing silver energy in the shape of Lung dragon cascading toward his opponent, dealing MASSIVE damage upon impact. This attack is meant to *Pop-up*. Dragon's Reprisal: This attack is a counter/grapple. Upon catching an opponents hand, foot, elbow, or knee, Hector grabs the offending limb, slams the point of his elbow into the side of the nearest joint, then snaps his fist forward and pummels his opponent with a powerful 5-in-1 aura punch to their torso. This attack is meant to *Stagger/Dizzy*. Catastrophic Dragon Flames: Hector slams his fists into the ground, burying them up to his wrists as he draws power from deep under the ground. After half a second, Hector roars like a dragon and tears the earth asunder from beneath his fists, ripping open the ground beneath his opponents feet and causing great tongues of flame to burst forth from the fissure. This attack is meant to *KO/End the Fight*. History Hector wasn't strong growing up. In point of fact, Hector was the kid other kids practiced on before they tried to beat up someone bigger. All of that changed the first time he saw a Street Fighter tournament on TV. He couldn't believe how strong these people were! The speed and agility of the fighters also thoroughly amazed him, marveling at how they could almost be in two places at once. That day, and on into the next week, Hector engrossed himself in Street Fighter. Everything he could get his hands on, he did. He wanted to be strong, like they were. But he wasn't rich, nor was his family, so lessons were out of the question. So he chose the next best thing. Archive footage. Youtube videos of fights and practices. He even bought the books that some of the SF combatants published, just to see if they contained any secret techniques. He practiced tirelessly in the woods behind his folks house, from the time he was 7, up until he was 19. But he wasn't just practicing others moves. He was changing them. Adapting them. Molding them so they fit together and gave him a style all his own. A style fit for a dragon. On the last day of high school, Hector had his revenge. He had been fighting back in small ways up until then, making it less fun for them to beat up on him. And then, on that fateful day, when the usual leader of the bullies was thinking Hector would just take a beating...Hector completely and utterly maimed him. Broke all of the kids ribs, his legs and arms at the joints, even broke his fingers and toes. But he left the kids face alone. There was not a single bruise on the leader's face. This of course caused quite an uproar. Hector was arrested and put in a cell, but only until it was later determined by confession by the bully that Hector had only defended himself, and after YEARS of abuse by the other kids. Parents marveled that Hector only targeted the one child, instead of coming in to the school with guns all over him and shooting everyone dead. So, instead of prosecuting him, they gave him a choice. Go to jail for the next ten years for what he did to the bully, or leave town to go join the Street Fighter tournament. He couldn't help but smile when they gave him those options. They asked him why he was smiling, and he simply replied, "because that's precisely what I wanted. I'll be at home when you guys decide to send whoever it is to pick me up." Publicly, they released Hector on grounds of self-defense, citing that the bullies could have stopped long long ago and instead continued their abusive behavior. Case closed. Unofficially though...Hector has been, for all intents and purposes, exiled from his hometown. He is allowed to visit during his birthday, thanksgiving, and Christmas, but even then he is only allowed to stay for about a week. It's been hard, though its only been a year since then. He's fought some amazing fighters, and managed to thus far only lose twice. Every time, his opponent can't help but comment on his style. How it seemed to build like the pulse of the ocean, before engulfing you like a dragon's roar. Even the times he lost, his opponent gave him respect for his style. Now, the only thing left to do is win the title of...WORLDS STRONGEST!!!
  25. THANK YOU FOR WAITING! Your new HK Assassination Droid is ready for deployment! Droid Type: Modified Assassination Droid Droid Series: HK-51 Modifications: Sith Training protocols, Enhanced AI functions, Piloting module, EM-Shielding, Reflective Plating Standard Parts: Quality Vocabulator/Translator, Jump Servos, Magnetic hands & feet, Heuristic Processor, Internal Comlink, Improved Sensors, Shield Generator, Durasteel plating/chassis, Bi-pedal legs. Equipment: Assault Blaster Rifle, Training Lightsaber, Reflective Shield, Blaster pistol Quirks: Sarcastic, Loyal, Confident, Morbid Humor Quote: "Query: Why did you choose '42' as my new designation, Master? Am I to be the answer to all of your questions?" Background A forgotten droid, left to collect dust in a half-buried temple, HK-42 was found by Ceriberos soon after arriving on Korriban for training. He felt a strange connection to the droid, so he worked to have it repaired and refitted, eager for the day when it would help him further his goals. It took him quite some time, but luckily he was able to get the droid in at least mobile shape, before his advancement to the rank of Sith Warrior. With some input from the droid itself, Ceriberos slowly acquired parts and accessories to further equip his new-found ally, taking a bit of pride in 42's slow progression to the droid it is today. It still has a few interesting hold-overs from previous owners, but thankfully they aren't so severe as to be a burden. Indeed, 42's penchant for snide commentary and snarky quips has been a great source of amusement for Ceriberos, thoroughly enjoying the droid's deadpan remarks. In addition to being a fairly well-equipped battle companion, 42 has been modified for use as a training droid, and has been equipped with a piloting module, to allow him to pilot The Sonata, since Ceriberos was never trained to be a pilot himself. The Sonata: