Elements RPG! Part 2

[Optimalist]

It felt too good to be true. In a way, it was.

Rid of his magical shackles, MaX randomly visited one elven village after another. He kept to himself as much as he could. When he needed some marks, he would transform into a mystical bard to entertain the villagers. Sometimes he would peddle herbs and small trinkets he'd make along the way from one town to the next. On rare occasions, during his dark moods, he would work quietly doing manual labor pretending to be mute. But, every time and always, he would be listening... looking for clues, small details to the location of his family and clan.

It was this very village where the last of his relatives have recently been saved by a band of heroes. It was too good.

Now, at the edge of the forest, he takes a deep breath... coughs and almost chokes as he is not really used to breathing air this fresh. In his past life, most of his time was spent in high-ceilinged windowless laboratories that had the sweet-salty stench of entropic magic. He became addicted to this smell. Just now, he mutated a small ant crawling up the bark of the tree he was leaning on just to get a waft of that magical scent. "My thoughts are drifting again," max thought.

Shaking his head and clearing his throat, he looked towards the Mountains of the Kingdom of Darkness. Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight.... a magical tune haunts him.

Clearing his head this time, I want to find this party of adventurers and join them. My gratitude is deep and my newly found freedom can't keep me idle in this small village. I'm happy that I've found my people, but this isn't my home. I'm not of them anymore. I need to find my own....

Pushing away from the big fruit tree, he blew on the rainbow-colored dragonfly that was flitting by. In a pink puff of smoke, it transformed back into an ant still in rainbow colors, never to be recognized again by it's own ant colony.

[Bloodshadow]

Er... I'm not homophobic, but I'm not exactly... fond... of homosexuals either... If you really HAVE to make your character gay then I can't do anything about it, but I'd prefer if you don't. That character and a Purple Nymph would make a very nice couple, don't you think?
BTW, I love how the capitalization of your character's name is chaotic and randomly changing. VERY original and fits the theme of Entropy!

And this is first come first serve. If Ender and Paco didn't reply, then the Entropy hero is yours. One of them can be Fire, but I guess the other one must be Other (his awakened form would be Ronin or something).
And we no longer need the Elemental Gods. Right now in this forum, SG had planned a Grand Master title, so in this RPG instead of becoming Gods, the Masters could temporarily become Grand Master.

I planned that right now, Malcolm already has the Purple Nymph under his control. Maybe this new character MAx could rescue her eventually?

@Sirenes: Ooh, you'd better not inhale that. That mist drains blood

I will make it seem that Jonathan is getting pwned, and suddenly he uses that Bleach Hollowfication mask thing (I really need to stop plagiarizing anime XD) to use the powers of the Master of Darkness. When he does that, the third eye on Incarnate's forehead will open. Before they leave for the Dead Marsh, Incarnate will give that eye to Jonathan so he can better control his Master powers.

[Purity_Riot]

OOC: I'm on the opposite side of Blood here. I think it'd be really cool for you to have a gay character, it'd be unique!

InC:

   Xanriel was out of his seat in a flash at the cry of Kain's attack, his wings up as he partially shifts into his Master form, white motes of light exploding from his body and forming the shield of Hope around himself and Sirenes.

   Eyes open in shock, Xanriel looks down at himself. He had completely changed again, his body partially in the form of the Master of Light.. A feat he didn't think he had the power to do without Miracle's help. It had something to do with Sirenes and he knew it. Though he didn't have full control over the form, it came to him when he worried about Sirenes being hurt. The Master's mind tried to touch his own, feeding it's thought into his.

Of course, he thought, as though all the secrets of the world were opened to him, It is to protect her. He could feel the change in himself, ever since he had regained his immortality, and now they were complete. Walking on the material for so long had changed him. He had left the choir of angels for too long and was no longer a Seraphim. He had become what few angels ever would. A guardian angel.

He could feel himself losing control over the form, and it would drop soon. There was something there in the back of his mind, inkling and scratching to get in. A secret he knew he had forgotten, but it fled him. He could not waste his energy trying to fully enter the Master form and find the knowledge that lay there hidden. His only concern was to keep Sirenes safe.

OOC:

Don't worry don't worry. He's not really in Master Form, he just temporarily jumped the boundary into that form to protect Sirenes because of part of her back story. He's not using it or controlling it anymore than the Hope shield.

Also, I'll be posting a new character page for Xanriel to describe how he looks now that his element has shifted to light and he's regained his immortality.

[Purity_Riot]

Character's Name: Xanriel of the Light

Element: Light

Brief Description:  Xanriel is a 6'11" Guardian Angel, his body muscular and robust. His golden blond hair frames his face, hanging over his left eye. From behind the shimmering curtain, a milky blue eye stares blankly ahead, while his right eye gleams, a bright emerald in a white ocean. Ruddy tanned skin covers every inch of his toned body. Defined muscles, rippling under his skin with every movement, display the power kept there in. When his hair is parted, you can see a long, thin scar bisecting his well groomed eyebrow and his eye, blinding him in one eye. Beneath his elegant white cloak, two large white wings stretch out, a twenty foot wingspan in total.

Recent Story: After the group found out that Xanriel was the son of Miracle, he later reveals himself to be the Master of Light, one of the 12 elemental Masters destined to save the world. His body has undergone a change after expelling his wretched brother Exriel, and his taint has left him unable to join the Holy Choir. He has been changed instead to a creature of Light, a Guardian Angel, charged with the protection of Sirenes, though no one, not even he, knows why.

Skills (up to 5):
1) Healing Hymn:   Xanriel's voice has retained it's healing powers. A simply Hymn from his lips has the ability to cure nearly any disease, purify the blood, or close near deadly wounds.

2) Touch of Life:   By channeling the divinity in his blood, Xanriel can concentrate his energies and pass them to another, bringing them back from death. Though he has regained his immortality, it is still unlikely that Xanriel's physical form would survive the use of this ability more than once per month.

3) Empasynthesis: Absorbing the energy of the world around him, Xanriel's mortality has not taken his ability to survive solely on the light of life given off by all creatures. So long as Xanriel can spend an hour a day dealing with others, he has no need to eat, drink or even breath now that he has regained his immortality..

4) Motes: Xanriel can summon to him motes of light, known to some as 'Rays of Light' though in reality they are not technically rays, but living creatures made of elemental Light. To a degree, they follow his wishes, whether it be menial tasks, protection, or on a rare occasion distracting enemies. They will not do any serious harm to another out of respect for all life.

(After that last post, the ability to summon and use motes as a shield replace's his growth factor and touch of death, those powers completely expelled from his body.)

[Bloodshadow]

Seems we're all doing this semi-Master form... When Jonathan dons that demonic mask, he partially becomes Bloodshadow.

[Purity_Riot]

the change won't be permanent, it was just the only way to protect Sirenes. Which he has to do.

[Sirenes]

Sirenes coughs and sputters against her hand, trying to expel the minimal bit of mist that had already made it's way into her lungs. Pulling her hand away, there's blood left on her palm. Then, she noticed Xanriel standing over her, glowing again so brightly she couldn't directly look at him. Eyes squinting, she tries nonetheless, looking up into his eyes and smiling. "Th-thank you. I'm always causing trouble, huh?" Leaning back in the seat, she takes deep, slow breaths of the clean air within the barrier.

[Purity_Riot]

Xanriel's eyes turn to Sirenes and he smiles warmly, letting the motes hold up the shield as he sits next to her, wiping the blood from her palm with his white robe as he gives her a kiss on the cheek.
"Maybe," he whispers, "but you're worth the trouble."

[Bloodshadow]

the change won't be permanent, it was just the only way to protect Sirenes. Which he has to do.

But I do plan to make Jonathan more and more Master-like, until the meeting with Sekhor when he fully merges with Bloodshadow.

Yes, Incarnate is going to transplant a third eye into Jonathan's forehead; it'll be closed most of the time, though. Recognize the YuYu Hakusho reference?
I need to stop plagiarizing anime

[icybraker]

Heimdall's active thinking capacity was completely blocked out as sheer instinct occupied his mind. As fast as thought, he flashed through possible ways to safe his life in the split second that it took for the blade to travel down to his neck.

No time to contract muscles. Use mind.

Weapon enchanted.

Air.

His mind instinctively bent the air between the blade and his neck, compressing it and tightening it into a very thick, dense gas. The more the blade traveled, the more tightly compressed the air was between the blade and Heimdall's neck, until the blade floated a micrometer above the surface of Heimdall's neck and stopped. Beads of sweat rolled down both Veneficus's and Heimdall's foreheads as both silently struggled. Veneficus struggled to slice the blade into Heimdall while Heimdall struggled to push back with his pocket of air. Finally, Veneficus's muscles tired, and Heimdall sensed an opening, decompressing the air.

The air exploded outwards in a powerful, tight gale of wind that managed to wrench the polearm out of Veneficus's hands and onto the ground. Heimdall quickly leaped upwards, the spear already in his hand. He slashed at Veneficus who cried in pain as he stepped backward. Red blossomed in the middle of his chest as he stumbled. "You fool!" cried Veneficus, chanting. Even as Heimdall prepared for another slice, the weapon disintegrated into the shadows. Veneficus also managed to stem the flow of blood with a shadow spell, but his body was quickly taking its toll; he panted with fatigue as Heimdall faced him.

"Not bad, boy. Using the air. I thought I had you there."

Heimdall smiled. "And I thought I had you when I slashed you. Perhaps we should take care not to underestimate each other again."

"Yes," said Veneficus. "But now, I am without a weapon. If you are honorable, you will fight without one, either."

"I don't have any," said Heimdall, smiling. "These blades are natural."

Veneficus growled. "Then I guess I just won't let you use them!" Heimdall instinctively braced his mind as he prepared for the impact he knew would come. And so it came, a leaden mace crashing against the reinforced walls of Heimdall's mind. Heimdall winced as the mace came crashing down again and again, weakening his defenses. Just when Heimdall knew he couldn't bear it any longer, he slipped out of his mental armor and quickly jabbed at Veneficus's mind, poised to strike. With a shriek, Veneficus abandoned the attack and shielded himself, but Heimdall opened his eyes and sliced at him. Veneficus stepped back and uttered a syllable, sending Heimdall flying backwards.

Heimdall lifted himself with his mind and floated down safely, but Veneficus gave him no time, immediately launching another brutal mental attack. This time, Heimdall was ready, catching the attack and then striking with flurries of his own. Veneficus finally withdrew, panting with exertion and pain, as he shielded his mind and stopped attacking Heimdall mentally.

"Your mind is strong. Your body is strong. Your will is strong," said Veneficus. Heimdall ran towards Veneficus. "Let's finish this."

"Not yet," said Veneficus, uttering a syllable. As Veneficus doubled over from fatigue of the spell, Heimdall stopped.

Pitch blackness surrounded him from all sides.

He couldn't hear a sound.

A Nightfall spell, knew Heimdall. But that means...

Heimdall knew, with growing dread, that he would soon be assailed by Veneficus and perhaps a deadly host of creatures.

And he could not see anything.

OOC: Optimalist, I love your character. Keep it up.

[Sirenes]

[OOC] = ) You guys are awesome not turning on his character for being gay. Much props.

[INC]
Sirenes tries to stop him, pulling her hand away when he tries to wipe her hand, but he was persistent. She frowns a bit, looking out over Jonathan's battle. "I need to learn how to protect myself too. I shouldn't have to rely on you all the time. Could you teach me how to fight?"

[Optimalist]

If you really HAVE to make your character gay then I can't do anything about it, but I'd prefer if you don't. That character and a Purple Nymph would make a very nice couple, don't you think?BTW, I love how the capitalization of your character's name is chaotic and randomly changing. VERY original and fits the theme of Entropy!

OOC: Hmm... I think I'll make him pansexual-curious making the character more chaotic and all-encompassing. And, since we're making them master-like. On this note, I'd like to develop him into a Half-Blood (lvl5). I think it would be cool if John eventually realizes that he is Half-Blood in the lvl5 gaming sense as well. I love that you noticed the capitalization changes, the first time it really was a typo and I kinda liked the concept so I changed one or two more.

OOC: I think it'd be really cool for you to have a gay character, it'd be unique!

OOC: Thanks. I visited your RPG thread after find this one first. I want to join at some future point, but I want to focus here first. The writing here is better, but the concept in your thread is quite promising.

OOC: Optimalist, I love your character. Keep it up.

OOC: Ooh! Recognition from Icy. I enjoyed your short story. You should write more. (And, I think you are doing that well here... using RPG as excuse. hehe)

[OOC] = ) You guys are awesome not turning on his character for being gay. Much props.

OOC: Much obliged for the defense/rescue. I think BloodShadow is InC (as BloodShadow) when he honestly expresses the way he feels. There could be a good dynamic between the characters, making RPGing here more colorful.
let the adventure begin...