rpg idea~shades of grey

[Felix]

Ok, just so you know, Sirus's father is not dead, or so he believes. Sirus is always hoping that his father will return, but is also regretful and bitter towards his father's memory.

[Little T-chan]

I like! I wanna playyy!! ^_____________^

[SorasOathkeeper]

^ ^ Well make up a character!^ ^

[christianfriend]

Yay! A new person! Yes make a new character Little T-chan!

[Felix]

Should we make an OOC chatroom for Shades of Grey?

[Danyasaur]

hey, this sounds cool! ^-^ can I join?

[sonichiro]

ya, sure you can join! but follow the guide lines or ill chase you with a rusty hatchet! lol. there arent any majorly anthro characters in the rp, do you guys know if wilsons character is a complete anthro?? if he is i dont wanna tell him its not aloud, i already feel so bad about the other world thing, gaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrhhhhh! i dont like to be the bringer of bad news! i need a hug............o ya, why cant this just be our OOC CHAT ROOM?? its kinda unnoficial but were talking bout the same stuff we would be in an ooc chat room any ways. ^__^ ps. yay t-chan!!!!!

[christianfriend]

>> did I hear that someone needs a hug... Here ya go!!

[sonichiro]

hahhaha lol. thanks i feel better now! ^__^

[christianfriend]

YAY! I made someone feel better!

[c-girl]

>^.^< Yesh!! Good job! >-.-< Now I must find my victim....

[sonichiro]

lol

[Little T-chan]

Um...I'm trying to think of a character name...like..Blue..or Sunflower...or Conch Shell....but they're kinda weird...so..I'll be late..kind of..

[The-Case]

I've never been apart of an RPG before, but it sounds like fun, and I'd like to try! ^_^d Any chance I could get in on this one?

If you accept me, I'll get you a prospective bio soon.

[sonichiro]

sure you can join, t-c. and t-chan i like the way your thinking of names they sound good, just not conch shell, that one sound sa bit weird! lol ^__^. you no what name i realized i love today?? Teourl (pronounced toorl)1 i love interesting names! gaahhh! you can use that one if you want. dont have to tho! or aple! i love the name apple!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Danyasaur]

kay I finished my bio! wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! *does a jig untill she trips and falls over* . . . . I'm okay! \ o.o /

Name: Addie
Age: 14
Race: human
Hair: Platinum Blonde, slightly wavey, falls just past her shoulders.
Eyes: brown-ish gold-ish, coper color I guess ^_^;;
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 98 lbs.
Personality: "Q for quirky"! childish, hyper, strange, usually out of place *not that she cares. . . for now, bwahahaha*, doesn't have a single self concsience bone in her body.
Apearance: slender, medium build, wears a black tank top, red and black striped choker, an elbow length glove with the fingers cut off and white fringe coming out of the top on her right arm, loose braclet on her other arm, red skirt that reaches just above her knees with orange ribbon tied to one of the belt loops.
Powers: can control light.
History: comes from a familly of ten, her, four sisters *Shina (18), Sandelle (16), lane (13), Maire (10)*, three brothers *Jell (21), Kyle (20), Hetcher (16, Sandelle's twin)*, and her parents *Mr. Fletch (45), Mrs. Camiline (42)* which got reduced to nine when her father died of unknown causes right affter Maire was born. Addie's somewhat of a rebel now, not against society as much as her family, but still verry contrasted to the shy little girl she used to be, and has pretty much forgoten now.

hope the outfit's okay, if it's not then don't hold back in telling me, cuz' I'll gladly change it ^_^ and yes, I adore huge familys XD

[sonichiro]

no, the outfit is perfect! ^__^ big families are cool. my grandma had seven children and my mom was the youngest and the only girl.

[The-Case]

sure you can join, t-c.

YAY!

I'm working on the biography as we speak! ...or, more acurately, as I type.

PS: any helpful hints on actual gameplay would be apreciated from anyone. ^_^d

[Little T-chan]

Okay, I have a start on my character!! I copied Archy-chan's form~ ^^;; <3

[sonichiro]

gaaahhhh i luv that name, t-chan!! its soooo cool!!

[The-Case]

Okay, I'm going to forewarn you that I got a little carried away with this one. Remember, it is ALL tentative, so you can change anything you want.

[The-Case]

Name: Latem

Age: Around 16-18, but he cannot be sure.

Abilities:

Latem is a metal elemental, being able to sense; manipulate; and, to some extent, manifest his element. He is not by any means made of metal, but because of the nature of his body, he is very, very dense, and so precariously heavy in spite of being almost light-framed. Around 700 lbs. He never steps onto a new branch without careful and nervous assessment, and cannot set a single tread on any of the great Rope Bridges—fearing above all things: falling through into the infinite sea. Absolutely incapable of swimming, he sinks like an anchor. If he slips into the expanse, there is no telling how fast he would plummet or how long he would suffer under the immense pressures before drowning. His body, however, also allots him great endurance and resistance to injury. He requires little food or drink to survive and only a couple hours of sleep a night. The rest of his night-time he spends taking thoughtful walks about the heavy branches or lying in his favorite nook. His strength is supernormal as well, but its prominence is nearly consumed by having to move and control the momentum of his own limbs. He must pay great attention to being gental.

His elemental ability of manifestation is limited. Though he can create nearly all species and alloys, he is incapable of producing any truly large amounts of metal before becoming exhausted and falling faint. Fainting is something he greatly fears because it could cause him to fall off a branch and into the dreaded water. Like shiny, cool liquid from his hands, it wells from nowhere, and once made, he is expertly able to fashion and form it by will, whether its origin lies in him or not. It is far easier for him to manipulate meal through touch, but with fine effort and concentration he can manipulate it from a distance. His improficiency in manifestation is because of a lack of motivation to refine it. He doesn’t think it is very practical to risk swooning off into the merciless ocean in training, when he sees no real reason he would ever want to make more than a few cubic decimeters at a time, anyway.

Hobbies:

For his abilities, he is asked every now and then to perform odd repairs and such things around the Tree, whereby he makes the little money he requires to sustain his minimal needs. But this is not where he uses most of his power. He finds himself most often using his abilities in creating hand-sized statuettes and ornaments, which he will fashion to satisfy his mood; allow to glisten in the sun for a few moments in his hand; and then absorb it back into his body. A few of these creations, however, he does not destroy but gives as special gifts to some of his closest friends. The detail of these works is exquisite; indeed, plucked right out of his imagination.

Latem enjoys playfully animating his sculptures in his hand to emulate blowing trees, flying winged-creatures, and things that interest him. As an occasional joke, he will entertain his friends with comical depictions of willing volunteers and school teachers. His work with these trinkets is why his manipulation of metal through touch is so fine.

He has also made a few small calling devices of unique, easily-distinguishable metals that Latem can sense from anywhere in the Tree. His friends call him by moving the devices a certain ways to catch Latem’s attention when they want to meet. Latem has been known to playfully destroy these devices from time to time as his friends use them for good-humored practical jokes.

Personal Day-Dream:

Though not a bitter person, from time to time Latem secretly accuses his body of being a clumsy defect. In spite of his its inherent protection and low upkeep, he is faced with many limitations because of his body. Indeed, much difficulty, entrapment, and fear accompanies his abilities and endurance. He must constantly be wary of deep water, and he cannot wrestle or play sports with his friends because he may accidentally crush someone under him or, in excitment, use his strength unchecked and hurt one of his friends.

He is jealous of the light, and agile bodies of the air-beings. He longs with an aching heart for their wings that he may perhaps be unbound. He often imagines himself among the Winged—those flittering angels of the sky—darting and soaring in defiance of gravity and the gaping waters. The Winged are, to him, his most exact opposites. Where he is tethered to only the thick and normal branches of the Great Tree, they nimbly grace the air and perch on far shoots to watch the sun disappear to the evening.

His statuettes very often depict the winged creatures in flight or, perhaps, perching whimsically on a bough. However, his favorite musings of all are those of himself with feathery expansions of his own. He fashions these figures only by himself and promptly destroys them before anyone sees. He is embarrassed by his day-dreams, but he can’t help but wish it were true.

Though he does all this in private, he fools no one.

[The-Case]

[color=Red]Home:

Latem sleeps in his favorite nook, which is made by the imperfect convergence of two giant boughs just deep enough to sit and lie in. The nook serves, more or less, as his home. He doesn’t really need a proper house and doesn’t really want to keep up with one. His natural endurance keeps him safe from weather and sickness, so all he needs is a place that will keep him from rolling off a branch as he sleeps. The nook is perfect. Snug and comfortable, it is on a wide, thick base with a sizeable sort-of-balcony where the top limb shoots up enough for good head clearance and the floor-limb is nearly flat for a good distance before sloping downward.

Directly in front and at an angle up from where he sleeps, a natural parting of the leaves opens a kind of window in the canopy just large enough to view the northern horizon and some pleasant constellations. It is a lovely place where he likes to think when he is alone, but he regularly hosts company as well, and people know it is the most likely place to find him.

Origin:

Sometimes while he is alone, unpleasant feelings toward his strange body are accompanied by a sense of angst. He is disturbed by a cloudy past. Latem cannot remember anything before a particular fall morning three years ago, when he woke up snuggly in his nook. Waking up that morning, he remembered little more than his identity as an elemental. He was however, holding a black-hooded generic cloak that he still uses today to keep off the rain. His lost past makes him dream of wings all more. He wishes he could fly from one Tree to the other and perhaps find his roots. At the very least that he could cross a bridge.

During his thoughtful moonings, he often wonders about his parents or if he had brothers or sisters, molding statuettes of what he thinks they may look like. Was it his family who laid him in the nook? If so, why? It was a bit late in his life for his parents to decide they didn’t want him. He could have taken care of himself, but who else could it have been? And how, with his unwieldy body, were they to carry him to that nook, or did he simply wander there himself? It is possible he simply live in seclusion until he woke up that day. Then what made him lose his memory? Trapped on the island-tree and with no evidence, Latem can do little more than wonder.

No one else in the Tree remembers him before his wake-up day, either, but they were very kind to him after he came. The people of the tree took him in as a welcome part of the community, and that meant the world to Latem.

The first people who saw him were also ones who named him. Seeing the metal ooze from his hands for the first time, they determined he was an elemental and cleverly turned his element backwards for a name, calling him “Latemâ€

[The-Case]

PS: This bio is based off the time frame right up until the bad guy's rise to power.

PPS: After seeing everyone else's bio, I feel silly now for writing such a long one... Sorry.

[christianfriend]

Its ok! I realy like your Bio! and dont worrie if it long ^^

[The-Case]

Thank you! You're so supportive! ^_^d

[christianfriend]

No prob! Its what I do! ^^

[The-Case]

*>EDIT<* After reading what there is of the game so far, I'm making a few minor revisions to Latem's character. I am moving his first morning from three years ago to four years ago, and I'm moving the setting the biography to one year preceding the start-setting of the game. I don't think that really changes anything else.

Guys, I really love this game so far! It's such a creative idea, and everyone is working together and making it really interesting! Keep it up you writers, you!

[Felix]

Thank you! And I really like your character. The longness of your bio only makes your character more the interesting!I can't wait till you jump in! ^_^

[The-Case]

Thank you! I'll start posting as soon as I get aproved by Sonichiro. ^_^