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  1. oh shit i knew going out to a club on a workday was a bad idea. Lucas thought to himself as he produce cold sweats while his heartbeat beats faster, knowing that he's a second away from getting his head blown off. "yeah, you heard me, Jenny sent me here," he answered with a disgruntled tone. "it appears this club has been invaded by unwanted guest.. guys in penguin suits with badges, most probably federal agents of some sort. " Lucas answered. "she told me to come here as she hold those guys back there as much she could.." Lucas said, heavily breathing with every word. "look, i don't know what's going on, but if you're expecting me to plead for my life just because you have a gun to my face, well you got another thing coming.." Lucas unflinchingly said to the man.
  2. "I've seen most of your kind where i came from, and it's safe to say they are not in a talking mood like you are, You're a bit toleratable than I imagined." Neville said as his suspicions raise as he noticed the Orc's eyes was averting something from the distance. Not that it bothers Neville or anything. the elf continues to speak, giving out a vague information about himself. "I live where the sun don't shine, the weather is always snowy, fighting for survival is always a must and pillaging is always common in most parts. I live somewhere in the Aurora if you must know. " the mage answered the unnamed Orc.
  3. is that sarcasm I hear? I never thought I would hear it from a brutish looking fellow. Neville was stun in a flat second as he can't help but to smile and was amused at the armored Orc's reply. "I'm conflicted whether if you're half joking about the squealing part..i'm a bit stereotypical when it comes to races you see.. I call em what I see em, and you orcs have quite a reputation." Neville shrugs and leans on his armchair and gets comfortable with his position. "Anyways, the name's Neville, just a friendly chit-chat if you don't mind.. got a name Orc?" Neville asked as he looks at the warrior.
  4. Finally some entertainment! Neville sway his index fingers to tune of the trumpets like he was contructing an orchestra as he indulge himself in the symphony of the playing band. But something was off.. some crazy yellow victornari join in the symphony. the sound that the lizard was producing was a bit 'unique' to say the least, but to him all it was still harmonous to his ears, even with the terrible trumpeting of the yellow victonari 'added' to their orhestra. I mean who am i to complain right? might as well enjoy the show. Neville took a glance and notice the orc seated beside him. "What the matter my orchish friend?" Neville ask the discomforted Orc warrior(Varick). The man was twice his size and has heavy plating all over, clearly this guy built for battle. but it never really did bothered the well dressed mage as he continues to speak. "Aren't you enjoying the show? I thought you orcs like unpleasant noises with your barbaric nature." the elven wizard added and unintentionally comes off a lil bit offensive on his last statement.
  5. I guess neville's observation isn't as keen as i describe it would be. lol so anyways, asides from the 3 ladies, nobody else is going to be in a friendly mood? no? ok
  6. Wow this really is the land of the dead, these guys are no fun at all. Neville thought to himself as he sit lazily on his chair, resting his chin under his hand and keenly observing the people around him. Such savagery and intense stares..it's almost as cold and unforgiving like my ice spells... they're like rabid animals ready to devour one another at a given chance. Luckily for me, the elements are at my command.. and just like the elder mage at my village once told me: the one who wields the elements can tame chaos. so I think i'll be just fine and i have nothing to worry about. the mage thought to himself and smiles. "So.. being dead sucks amirite?" Neville said particularly to no one as he tries to break the tension inside the room and follows it with a hearty chuckle.
  7. What other souls? you mean there are others just like me? Neville thought to himself and was stunned as he tries to digest the sudden announcement. The young wizard keenly observes the armored servant with his wondering eyes. Neville's mind drifts off and was filled with uncertainty as he was handed the invitation. what kind of invitation is this? this doesn't make any sense.. they sent an invitation before announcing what the actual event is all about? are the Gods toying with us? what lies beyond this contract? Neville ponders as he stares at the piece of paper in hands that could sealed his fate. Eh, fuck it..the elements are with me! I say bring it, challenges of this realm! the elven wizard thought to himself as Neville strongly believes in the power of his magic and has come to a conclusion. "Tell this lord of sorrow I accept his request." The wizard said as he heats up the tip of his index finger and brands his name in flames at the missive and hands it to the armored servant.
  8. "HA! i freaking knew it! i knew there was something special about you!" Neville shouted out in amazement as he pointed out the magical bird staff. Neville was always a child at heart when it comes to magic and always gets excited whenever he sees one, no matter how big or small its display is and tis the main reason he became a wizard. Neville can't help but to giggle like a fan girl as the young wizard comes to his senses and finally spoke. "So what exactly do we do in the Halls of sorrow, besides sorrowing?" Neville asked the purple man.
  9. "But.. but i've chould have sworn.." Neville scratch his head as he stammered. "Eh forget it, i thought i would see some magic, i thought you were somesort of a wizard or something seeing that your holding that freaking looking staff." Neville said, oblivious that this purple man is not like what he think he is. "i guess being in the aurora can get a bit be lonely sometimes as it's hard for me to find an arcarna user such as myself to keep me company in that place. Where i came from, all i see is primative warriors who mindlessly bash their heads and freak out when they saw a little magic as they look upon it with disgust." Neville sighed. "I find it quite revolting actually, for someone who doesn't respect and appriciate the beautiful art of sorcery. I guess you could say, i was born in the wrong part of the world." Neville shook his head from speaking his experience in living in the icy tundra. "Anyways, that's all in that past now, Lead the way Purps, off to my new adventure! off to the hall of sorrow we go! i'm sure it's just a name right?" Neville jovially said to the Lord in Violet, as the naive young wizard tries to keep things positive while spinning his wooden staff like a baton. i mean what's worst than death?
  10. "This place is no afterlife Frostburn. It is a world between planes of the damned, deceased and the forgotten, and the land of the living.You should know this after all. It is you who answered the invitation I sent you. I figured you would know best of what this world is considering you answered it quite quickly." Neville can't help but to wryly smiled at Lord Violet's statement as he takes it a form of a compliment and an insult at the same time. The wizard remains silent and watches the Violet man phases back and forth. "So, is it safe to say that you don't know why you are here then too huh?" "Yep, still clueless" Neville immediately said and shrugs. "I know rushing into battle wasn't the brightest of my moments, but I could have sworn I could take them all and make it out alive, they just got lucky that's all." Neville released a playful smile as he leans lazily on top of his staff. "Anyways, would you mind filling me in on why did stumble upon here? I would like to know where i'm going from here on out." Neville said. "By the way, I can't help but to notice that your hideous staff is looking at me, and quite frankly, it's making me feel a bit uncomfortable. is it alive or something? are you magic user such as myself?" the wizard bluntly asked Lord Violet.
  11. Neville fought valiantly and was pushed to the limit as the young spellcaster foolishly confronts the group of bandits all by himself; He takes most of its members out with his elemental spells; preventing them to reach his hometown. Neville was successful in wiping out the bandits and became the unsung hero of his village, but at what cost? there so much that his body can take, Neville is losing so much blood in that encounter and was seconds away from his death. Neville chuckled at his last moments before falling on his knees and went face first into the ground. He can feel that his magic is slowly depleting and leaving his body while lying down on the snow cover field and bathes in his own pool of blood. Why oh why did I ever decide to play the hero? my quest is simple: to find and reunite with my father. I did not expect my journey was this short live. well, at least i get a good laugh out of this. can't wait to tell paps about this if we ever meet again. Neville chuckled once more despite the sharp pain that he is going through. Neville accepts his fate as he lays still while hearing the howl of the frigid wind that blows through his motionless body as he dies alone in the blizzard plain of the aurora. after which, Neville wakes up only to find himself in a different place and greeted by a divine violet man. The wizard ponders in disbelief and scans the place before he picks himself up with the use of his wooden staff for support and addresses the man's question. "the name's Neville, Neville Frostburn" the elven wizard introduce himself, eyeing the Lord of Violet before him. "this place is the afterlife right? cause that's the only explanation that make sense on how I ended up from the aurora up to this in place..."
  12. Dragon Master 20% Strength, 42% Bloodlust, 40% Intelligence, 32% Spirit, 30% Vitality and 18% Agility! By combining powerful dark magic with their ferocious killing techniques, the ruthless Dragon Masters are able to triumph against foes as terrifying and powerful as dragons. Dragon Masters either befriend or slay and capture the souls of legendary dragons that they have defeated so that they can summon these dragons to aid them in future battles. Dragon Masters often travel the world in search of different and powerful dragons to aid them in battle. Oftentimes, these dragons are skilled in unique forms of battle and magic that they may teach to the Dragon Master. For example, some dragons are able to consume and attack with specific elements such as fire or lightning, and by learning this ancient and lost art of consuming and attacking with elemental magic, Dragon Masters can easily defeat any spellcaster. Dragon Masters that have found all the elemental dragons and learned all the elemental dragon arts are virtually impervious to any magical damage. In fact, they can absorb any magical attack to strengthen themselves and easily launch counterattacks on unsuspecting foes. In an effort to become more powerful and prevent anyone else from learning their magic, the most vicious and evil Dragon Masters will often mercilessly slay the wise dragons that taught them their techniques; however, although Dragon Masters are often dark warriors, some may use their powers for good and for the benefit of all humanity, but their lust for blood and death often overwhelms any good intentions within their hearts. Congratulations on reaching this high class! You have not mastered any Hidden Power granted by the Genie.
  13. Name: Ragnar Animal: Racoon Boys Name: Rollo Girls Name: Reily Occupation: Revolutionary leader Colour: Red Something you wear: Rings Drink: Red Wine Food: Raw meat Something you find in the bathroom: Razor Place: For mutha Russia Reason to be late: Rallying the soviet union *communism intensifies* Something you shout out: RAWWR?
  14. Ok, i've change a couple of things, and i believe an explanation is in order: -remove the mithril armor part making him a fragile wizard -remove the paralyzation part about Neville's signature move. - fixed Neville's toggle spell. -remove the forbidden part - Neville's village can be found at the cold region of graterras (i'm not sure where that is or if that even exist in your world.. but lets just say somewhere near a mountain range to keep things vague) -change the ice elf into a regular elf (maybe i should be more careful about phrasing, Elena is just a regular elf who controls the magic of ice) -redo his backstory to make it more heroic and less convoluted. can be found at page 3.
  15. you know why i'm here. lol As far as the cartoons goes, maybe it's time to replace their main protagonist if they are gonna reset and downgrade Ash to a noobish level every time he went to a different region. It's like his past experience as a trainer is irrelevant and it is completely absurd if the writers keep on doing that for the sake of the younger viewers to digest.
  16. My bad, I haven't been in this RP lately and i'm kinda lost where this story is heading. anyways thanks for pointing that one out. will edit as soon as i can.
  17. Rain -Suicune Rain left the camp and went towards the east carrying out this mission alone. The aurora pokemon travels across the sea as he sprints on the sea surface. Creating an ice path as goes, bridging the east and the west continent. The lone wolf head towards Mt. Lavos, hoping to find the orbs there. ((you don't have to respond, just cut Rain's adventure right here until chapter 3))
  18. father of the year: Stannis Baratheon

  19. sorry it took so long. i just finished Neville's backstory, it is somehow connected to Yash's char. It can be found at the bottom of page 3.
  20. "Eh, don't mind Beverly..she's a bit moody sometimes." Ace said to the Magician and leans back in his reclining chair. "Anyways, what you should be focusing on the 'Ace' of the team." the speedster cockily said. "The name's Ace" Ace paused and show off his powers. In a blink of an eye, Ace quickly snatch a candy from Beverly's fingers at a blinding speed and quickly returns to his chair in a instant. "and there's not a single living thing who is faster than me." Ace said as he eats the sweet.
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