Gabriel: *puts up his hood as he walks out of a building and makes his way back to the streets of Neo York* I hope she enjoys the safety of that place.... I am sure she will!! *Gabriel smiles as he walks down the street* Now... I wonder where Young Spike is... I need to talk to him about something...
*back at his house, spike fashions a small bow around his wrist*
Spike: hopefully this bow can actually fire arrows.
*walks out of house with 20 smaller arrows*
Artemis: stops at a little hole burrowed into a wall. Artemis had dug it, or more like scratched at it steadily, over the years. It's rather spacious at this point, with makeshift piles of boxes and other things for walls and an indentation for sleeping in the wall. Not comfortable, but better than most others on the streets. Although when it rains it's not fun.
*Draco passes a sign that say Welcome to Neo York. Draco enters the city and walks around. Draco looks at his pouch of apples.*
Draco: *thinking* I spend too much time hunting I should try to make friends
*back at his house, spike fashions a small bow around his wrist*
Spike: hopefully this bow can actually fire arrows.
*walks out of house with 20 smaller arrows*
Gabriel: *quickly dashes across rooftops and gets close to Spike's house* Hey!!! What's happening Spike!!! *Gabriel takes off his hood and reveals his face* How's it going old friend??
Barren: "I wonder how far I have traveled now from home" Looks at a device he created "Oh Eighty miles.... Is that down or... Length probably both" Hops in drivers seat a begin to drive up the cave on a road-
Gabriel: *quickly dashes across rooftops and gets close to Spike's house* Hey!!! What's happening Spike!!! *Gabriel takes off his hood and reveals his face* How's it going old friend??
(And here are my bios, everyone! Remember, everyone is allowed up to three characters ^^)
Name: Ryth Saranthia Age: 22 Gender: Male Faction (s): Observer/Guardian of Order Weapons: Short sword and rectangular shield Role in your respective society: Solider (high ranking lieutenant) Appearance:
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Bio (as brief, or as long as you’d like): Once a human, Ryth was converted into an Observer early in his childhood. Having grown up in Zenithan, he holds undying loyalty to the Observer cause. Stoic and strong to his fellow Observers, he is a role model of a figure. However, to the humans and Beings of Chaos, he is one of the many banes of their existence. He now is a part of the Guardians of Order; a force to be reckoned with...
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Name: Frankie Lombardo Age: 25 Gender: Male Faction (s): Human/Being of Chaos Weapon (s) of choice: Imagination-infused assualt rifle, butterfly knives. Role in your respective society (doctor, soldier, politician, etc etc): Businessman/merchant/"etc" Appearance (optional):
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Bio (as brief, or as long as you’d like): Born to one of the biggest underground families in Tera, Frankie learned street smarts the hard way. He's a ruthless businessman who does everything in his power to destroy the Observer cause. He's a philanthropist to Humanity... for a price. While he does care for his fellow humans, he also has the "first" ambitions... He runs an underground syndicate (a "mafia" of sorts)
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Name: Ignatius DeSanta Age: 55 Faction (s): Blank Slate Weapon (s) of choice: Farming tools (dead serious) Role in your respective society (doctor, soldier, politician, etc etc): Farmer/hunter-gatherer Appearance (optional):
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Bio (as brief, or as long as you’d like): Having seen the horrors both sides were capable of inflicting on each other, Ignatius left his position as a human, as an Observer... he wanted nothing more to do with them. An older man, he holds vast knowledge and experience, having been a victim of conversion from both factions multiple times. It has helped to forge his beliefs, and exists as a Blank Slate, having accumulated so much. He lives a quiet life in the countryside, farming for his community. Perhaps... he knows something about Pandora's Box that few others can grasp....
"Kal was here and I didn't even bother asking what he was doing on such foul land. Although the humans have come a long way..." *Nia talks to herself lightly.*
Pit: *smiles* Ah of course... you were always the genius!! *Pit sits down on a wooden crate* I met this girl... her name was Pyro! I brought her to the ...Sanctuary... *Pit looks around cautiously before resuming his carefree attitude* You know... being back in town... is nice... as you know... the order has sent me on missions abroad... both missionary and assasinations....it's a rough life we lead my brother...but I know we both do humanity some good... Hey!! Speaking of which!! I was wondering... Do you still have my Silver Bow? You know... the one I left with you before I went on my last mission?
(Ausar, since Kal-El is the prince of sorts can I make him a Gaurdian of Order? Or at least creeping upon that rank?)
*Kal-El finishes his coffee and decides he's had enough Neo York for one day. He quickly goes back to his palace before his father notices he was gone.*
Pit: *walks in behind Spike and walks over to the cabinet* Thank you... I really appreciate that... I got that bow from a Observer Centurion...It was a very hard fought battle... so tell me... What has the Order been having you do?
Spike: nothing much, making more weapons. I have a feeling when I grow up a bit more they will put me on more actual missions.
*opens cabinet*
Spike: well here you go. Hey want to have a little target practice.
Nathan:*after walking for a long time Nathan finally finds the entrance to Neo York City and walks in* So this is NYC interesting*starts walking down the street*