The world is filled with beings more powerful then anything mankind's faced in it's brief existence. It is more dangerous now then it has every been. But for all the danger and evil there is good. Great heroes arise to combat the threats. But when a threat too powerful for one hero attacks, they band together to defeat that evil.
After that day I saw the need for them. I financed this team, and I made sure they didn't make the same mistakes as the superhero teams before them. Though we of course found our share of hostiles, some villains and elected government officials who felt beings this powerful all together was just as dangerous as who or what they fight. But I don't think bringing them together was a mistake. I still stand by me choice. They were strong, smart, and capable. They were irregular. -Sebastian Cromwell, CIA interrogation room. One week after the Irregular event.
Ok this is a superhero RP. We're going to be roleplaying as a team of superheroes from the time they formed up to the catastrophic event that they were the center of.
1. Follow our KHV overlords rules. Of course.
2. No goddmoding or powerplaying. (Although I might do some for the sake of the story. But it won't too much.)
3. Try to keep it PG-13. I don't mind romance and swearing, but still keep in mind the forum rules.
4. No killing or controlling others characters without said persons permission.
5. There's not going to be days or anything like that. But do try to post at least every two weeks. If this is going to be a problem just contact me.
6. This is going to be a comic book-like RP. So don't be afraid to throw in some twists.
7. If you have a villain character you'll have to wait until I introduce the villains.
8: You may use NPCs.
9. No insulting or bullying people outside of the RP.
10. And finally if you have any ideas to improve the RP or rules or anything else just contact me. This is a no judgment zone.
Appearance: (You can link or describe or both.)
Origins: (Your characters backstory. If you want to reveal your characters origins in the RP that's perfectly fine.)
Name/Aliases: Tray Kane/Archer
Appearance: He's a average height Caucasian male. He has long blonde hair that he keeps in a pony tail. Most of his body is covered in scars, he has several on his face. he is fairly muscular and in tip top shape. In his street cloths he just wears something simple, such as a tee-shirt and some jeans. As Archer he wears a jet-black leather jacket over a thin grey hoodie and he keeps the hood up at all times. He also wears a pair of black gloves and jeans. He uses a special pair of goggles to conceal his identity. He has three quivers on him, one large one on his back and two smaller ones attached to his waist.
Origins: Born on the streets he learned at a young age to look after himself. One faithful day when he was twelve he was being savagely beaten by a group of thugs, which wasn't unusual for him. Tray never backed down from them and impressed a passing by 'business' man. The 'business' man sent his 'associates' to 'take care of' the thugs. The man, only known as Zeus turned out to be the leader of a highly covert league of assassins known as Olympus. Zeus took Tray under his wing, affectedly adopting him.
Tray was immediately trained to be a assassin along with Zeus' own son, Damien. Tray was immediately adept at martial arts and quickly mastered all known forms to man. He also master using various weapons but found himself preferring to use a bow. Not to be out done by Tray, Damien took up a bow as well. Damien grew a hatred for Tray as he felt he was his fathers favorite. While Tray was oblivious to Damien's hatred, as he thought they just had a friendly rivalry.
Over time Tray grew tried of the endless killing his job brought and left the league. Zeus sent some of his best agents to bring him back in but they all were killed by Tray. Zeus eventually gave up on getting Tray back and fell in a deep depression, as Tray was like a son to him. Damien, now calling himself Apollo, saw his father as weak and tried to take over Olympus, but failed. So in the dead of night Apollo killed his father and framed Tray. To keep up appearances Apollo made Tray public enemy number one. So now Tray stays one step ahead of the league and being a vigilante.
Personality: He is typically cold and distant. As he is afraid to get close to someone in fear that they will think of him as a monster due to his past. But he is always willing to help those who can't help themselves with a sarcastic attitude.
Powers/Abilities/Equipment: While he has no powers himself his strength, agility, speed, reflexes, durability, stamina, and senses are above average but not superhuman. He is one of the best hand-to-hand combatants on earth. He has near perfect aim and rarely misses his target. He is adept at using nearly every weapon known to man but prefers to use a bow. He is a master strategist and taction. He uses a highly durable compound bow. He employs a variety of trick arrows, that include regular arrows, explosive arrows, electric arrows, non-lethal impact arrows, smokescreen arrows, teargas arrows, and many more. He is fairly gifted at developing his trick arrows. He wears a special pair of goggles that has many functions. They can zoom in on targets miles away, and have a night vision, thermal vision, and x-ray vision modes. He is also a skilled driver and pilot. He has a special high performance motorcycle that has a variety of different functions.
Other: Keeps a collapsible steel baton and a survival knife in case he runs out of arrows.
Appearance: This but has a large quiver on his back.
Origins: Born and raised in a league of assassins known as Olympus, he was the son of the leader and was treated as a prince. He was the most talented trainee, or at least until Tray Kane showed up. Due to Tray's success and love in the league Damien grew bitter and jealous. He did everything in his power to one up Tray, and it only worked half the time.
When Tray left the league and his father Zeus in his depression, Damien tried to take over the league but failed. Unable to defeat his father outright, he decided to use trickery and deceit to kill his father and frame Tray for the deed. Now in charge Damien devotes quite a bit of resources to hunt Tray down.
Personality: He is sadistic, and power hungry. He is completely driven to achieve his goals, no matter what they may be.
Powers/Abilities/Equipment: While he has no superpowers his strength, speed, stamina, durability, and reflexes are all at there peak. As he received the same training as Tray he is a master combatant, strategist, taction, and marksman. He is adept at all forms of weaponry but tends to use a recurve bow. He doesn't use as many trick arrows as Tray, as he shoots to kill. He uses regular arrows, explosive arrows, and smokescreen arrows. He uses a machete incase he runs out of arrows.
Other: Sometimes he uses more conventional weapons.
Appearance: It is a navy blue ink-like blob. It can change into various forms and sizes.
Origins: A artificial being made by a race of physically inadequate beings to defend them in war with another race. Their creation proved to be the perfect weapon, as it decimated the opposing force. The monster started evolving in unexpected ways, as it began taking various strengths from their enemy. Overtime the two warring races found peace with each other, but under the condition that the creation would be destroyed. Both sides did their best to destroy it but nothing worked. Eventually they decided the only course of action is to shot the monster into the sun. And so they did, but they under estimated their creation. It fought back and sending the shuttle it was sent on off course.
After centuries of drifting off in space, it finally landed on Earth. It is the threat that brings the Irregulars together.
Personality: Tends to act like a animal but is extremely smart. It is sadistic and enjoys killing and causing mayhem.
Powers/Abilities/Equipment: End is liquid being that can change it's shape. It can form basic weapons from it's body such as swords, axes, etc. It is nearly indestructible, it is weak to high pitched sonic vibrations. Electricity can reduce it to it's liquid state. Ice can also slow it down. End also has the ability to copy different attributes from various species.
Warning: Contains violence, and swearing.
The rapid fire of a assault rifle rushed past a muscular man with shaggy blond hair that came right above his eyes. He was wearing a military uniform, and his right arm was all bloody and torn up. He was running through a large metal building. He would turn back and fire a few shots from his pistol every so often. "Close the doors! Now!" He yelled. He got through a large metal door just in time before it closed. "Sir what now?" The man who closed the door asked. "We continue as planned lieutenant. Computer give me an estimated time before detonation." The man ordered. "Estimated time in two minutes." A automated voice said seemly out of nowhere. "That's not a lot of time Major." The lieutenant stated. "Yeah if we keep screwing around. Make sure everyone is in their pods. This is going to be close." the Major ordered. The lieutenant gave him a salute and went on his way.
After he left a man in medical attire and a med kit ran over to the Major. "Bloody hell, your arm. What happened?" He asked. The medic spoke with a British voice. "I'll be fine. Get to your pod Doctor." The Major commanded as they walked pass a bunch of people getting in small pods. "At least let me stich you up." The doctor replied. "No time. I've stopped the bleeding for now, and the stasis pods should keep me from bleeding out." the Major then turned to the doctor and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Go. We'll need a doctor more then they need a soldier." The doctor gave him a nod, and then went on to a pod.
The major made it to his pod and carefully got in. He was in a ton of pain and was trying his best to hide it. "Computer how much longer?" The major asked. "Twenty seconds." the computer replied. "Is everyone in their pods?" the major asked. "All pods except for yours are active." The major smiled then he pressed a few buttons on his pod and laid back as the pod closed. "Error. System error. Automatic activation is off line." The computer warned. "What! Open my pod!" The major demanded. "That action is ill-advised. Detonation in ten...nine....eight...." as the computer counted down the major struggled to try to get out. "Open this pod up! That is an order! Command code Alpha-72894-Delt.....Delt...." a gas filled the pod and the major just couldn't keep awake to finish the code. "Three....two....one."
That was the world we came from. We were in the middle of a third world war. My name is Major Trevor Cullen, commanding officer of the Guard Dog unit. The war was in a stand still for years, until the enemy started waving the WMD's around. The allies, which consisted of The United North America, The United Kingdom, most of South America and several smaller European countries, formed a taskforce with the sole purpose of preventing the WMDs from going off, my unit was the taskforce. We consisted of the best that the allies had to offer, some were defectors from the enemy. We all had our own special trait we brought to the team. Our enemy was the allied forces of Russia, most of Asia, Korea, and a lot of the Middle East. I don't remember what caused the war, I'm just a soldier, I just shoot at what I'm told to.
In the final years of the war, the WMD's were too many for my unit to handle....I lost a lot of good men. With the increased WMDs and Guard Dog being stretched too thin the allies came up with a plan. They built several bunkers that would protect us from the nukes and would put us in stasis for about a hundred years. The enemy found out and they did everything in their power to sabotage us. The remainder of Guard Dog was sent to protect the bunkers.
So here we are. We were meant to wake up a hundred years later, but now.....We ether die peacefully in our sleep when the pods energy runs out, which won't happen for a very long time or be waken up by someone or something else. Not sure which is worse.
Chapter 1: Welcome to the New Age
Cullen's eyes started to open. His vision was blurry, he could see moving shapes, and bright lights. He was laying flat on some sort of operating table. He blinked his eyes several times to clear his vision. He looked up and saw two.....people. They were both a violet color, with their hair a even darker shade of color, they had three fingers, and three eyes. Their eyes were pitch black, the had two eyes on each side of their nose like a human but they had a third eye on their four head. They were talking to each other in some language he couldn't understand. He glanced over to his right, he saw his right arm was missing.
A bunch of monitors began to make a lot of noise. They pressed buttons on it and then looked down at Cullen. By their tone they were surprised. "Where am I? What's going on!?" The major shouted. The aliens looked at each other in confusion. One of them, it appeared to be a female, grabbed a needle like object. She reached for his neck. Cullen grabbed her hand forced her to drop the needle. The other alien, he appeared to be a male, tried to hold him down. Cullen gave him a swift back hand that knocked him to the floor. The woman stared right into his eyes, she was trying something and she was surprised nothing was happening. She then ran over to a panel on the wall, but before she could get to it Cullen took a tray that had a bunch of scalpel like tools, and smacked her upside her head, knocking her out. The man started to get up, before he could Cullen rushed over and kicked him in the head, knocking him out.
Cullen was still disoriented from just waking up. Looked around and saw his pistol, he grabbed it. Then hobbled over to what looked like a door. The door opened as soon as he got near it. On the other side was another alien, a different alien. This one was very muscular and had a cat like face. It was obviously a male. He was completely bald, and had two long pointed ears. He had two fangs that showed even with his mouth shut. He had some sort of rifle in his hand. The alien pointed his weapon at Cullen and started shouting the same language that the two before spoke in. Cullen fired two shots in his chest, but the body armor he was wearing was too thick so the bullets just bounced off. The alien took aim and fired at Cullen. The weapon fired a blue energy beam. Cullen ducked just in time. The Major pistol whipped the alien and continued to do so until the guard went down. Cullen grabbed the energy rife and went forward.
It wasn't to long until more aliens blocked his way. Their were four of them. Three were the cat like aliens and the fourth was a violet alien. The cat aliens were different colors then the last one. Two were females, one of the females was a light pink color, and the other was a cyan color. The male was tall and more muscular then the first one he met, he is also a dark blue color. By the way he stood he was the leader. The violet alien was another female, she stood behind them. She was talking to the leader in a worried tone. She appeared to be some sort of scientist.
The two female cat aliens fired upon Cullen. Cullen ran around a corner to take cover. The violet alien took the leaders arm and her tone was angry. When Cullen heard a brake in the fire he leaned out of cover and fired at them. He didn't hit them, he just couldn't aim well without his right arm. The leader yelled at the scientist and forced her back. The two females continued to shoot at the major. When he heard a cease fire he decided to rush them. He charged at them and shot at them as he went. When he got close enough he tackled one of the females. He quickly got up on one knee and shot at the other one. The shot hit her shoulder and brought her to the ground.
The leader grabbed the barrel of Cullen's gun and yanked it out of his hand with enough force that he almost took Cullen's arm with it. Cullen gave him a huge uppercut that staggered him back. Cullen then gave him a bunch of rapid punches to the face. The alien blocked one punch and in that opening he gave Cullen a huge right hook. The punch brought Cullen down to his knees. He spit some blood out, and then got back up. The alien then gave him a bunch of quick jabs. After about ten punches to the face Cullen finally went down. And he blacked out.
Cullen woke up in a pure white room. He was the only thing in there was a table and a chair. He woke up in the chair and his arm was cuffed to the table. The cuff was a metal band on his waist and a long blue energy cord that attached it to the table. He looked around the room. There was no door, no windows, nothing. He didn't like it. This looked like some kind of interrogation room. "Hey! Where am I?! Let me out!" Cullen yelled. Finally a door appeared. The alien that knocked him out entered the room. The door he entered in closed.
The alien walked around Cullen, observing him. "Who....or what are you?" the major asked. "Can you understand me?" Cullen asked. The alien said nothing as he continued to circle around him. He stopped behind him. The alien took off his gloves. He had four fingers on each hand. The alien placed his hands on each side of Cullen's head. Cullen struggled until the alien pressed down on him. Images flashed in the aliens eyes, as did Cullen's. The alien was 'downloading' information from Cullen's mind and in turn Cullen was getting a few images from the alien. But for Cullen they were jumbled and unclear. After a few minutes the alien released Cullen. Cullen gasped for air when he was done. "Major Trevor Cullen. Human. Born in what was know as New Orleans Louisiana." The alien spoke perfect English now. "How many survived?" Cullen asked. The alien said nothing and went to where the door he came in was. "How many?!" Cullen demanded to know. The door open and the alien stepped through. The alien looked back at Cullen. "Sixty." He said then he left.[DOUBLEPOST=1379591236][/DOUBLEPOST]Chapter 2 Trust
It has been three days since the aliens locked Cullen up. He hasn't ate or drank anything since he woke up nor has he slept, he is a tough SOB. It's not that they haven't gave him food or water, it's just he refuses to take it until he gets answers. The only person that has been in contact with him is the alien that probed his mind. When he probed his mind Cullen got a few images from him. At first they were jumbled and unclear but now that he's had time to sort through them he understands a little bit better. The images he saw were of massive spaceships, a sun exploding, a planet turning into ash. And he got the aliens name as well, Temdimus.
A door opened in the room. Temdimus came through, but this time he wasn't alone. One of those violet aliens came behind him. He looked outside the door, this room was heavily guarded. He saw the same violet alien that was with Temdimus when he first captured him. "Temedimus." Cullen greeted. The alien with him was surprised that Cullen knew his name. The alien with him looked at Temedimus who didn't give a reaction. The alien with him was a male, he looked some what older. Temedimus brought a chair in and sat it across the table Cullen was strapped to. The violet alien sat down and stared Cullen in the eyes. "Hello, Trevor is it? How do you know Temedimus's name?" The alien spoke with a soft, calm voice, like a grandfather. "Well when he 'Vulcan mind melded' with me I got a few things from him. And don't call me Trevor. My friends call me Trevor. And your pretty damn far from being one. So call me Major or Cullen." Cullen answered with a bit of annoyance in his voice. The two aliens looked at each other when he mentioned the Vulcan mind meld. "Well I would like to be your friend Major. My name is Spectis. And you already know the General." Spectis said with a smile.
"What else do you know?" Temedimus asked with a stern voice. "I saw images. A sun exploding. A planet burning. Massive spaceships." Cullen answered. "Look I don't care about that, just tell me about the survivors. Please." he pleaded. Spectis and the General looked at each other. "Your people are still in stasis. You were injured, we treated you and then we would see what threat you and your people pose to us. Your people are known as the Preceders to us." Spectis answered. "And who is 'us'?" Cullen asked. "My people are known as the Quin'sin. Spectis's people are known as the Kaiin." Temedimus answered. He obviously didn't trust him. "Fine, whatever. So what now? You just going to kill us is that? Why exactly are you keeping me prisoner?" Cullen was a bit irritable due to lack of sleep. "Normally we wouldn't keep you here. You see my people have the ability to read minds. But for some reason we can't read your mind. Your brain waves are unlike anything we've ever seen. The General here wanted to keep you locked up until we knew what danger you pose. Normally we would read your mind or Quin'sin would 'Vulcan mind meld' as you put it." Spectis answered. "My people have the ability to read the history of nearly anything. Be it objects or people. Reading you was very difficult." Temedimus added.
"What are you going to do with me?" Cullen asked. "That depends on you. What will your people do?" Spectis was a little optimistic about him, while Temedimus was more cautious. "I...I don't know. I'm just a soldier. But I do believe that you should give us a chance." Cullen suggested. "Why should we give you a chance? You are a failed species that destroyed yourself! We should just wipe you out and get it over with!" Temedimus shouted. "General! Enough!" Spectis yelled. "Un-cuff me first pussycat. Then we'll see who's a failed species!" Cullen slammed him hand on the table. "With pleasure." Temedimus walked towards Cullen with his hand in a fist. "I said enough!" Spectis held his hand forward and Temedimus was tossed across the room, all without touching him. Spectis pinned the General to the wall. "Stop. We have enough problems as it is." Spectis then released him. "Forgive Temedimus. The Quin'sin and Kaiin have a symbiotic relationship of sorts. His people are the soldiers, the protectors. While mine are the diplomats, the leaders. Temedimus is the High General, the leader of the whole military. His duty is to protect us. And I am the leader of our people." Spectis explained. "Oh well I forgive you. Why don't you un-cuff me so we can hug it out?" Cullen mockingly said. "You must really want to die human." Temedimus growled. "Go deepthroat a knife!" Cullen yelled back.
"We must get going now. It has been very enlightening Major." Spectis gave him a small bow and the door appeared. Cullen looked out the door as they left and saw that same Kaiin from before. Spectis and Temedimus rounded the corner and went into a small room. In the room was a large window that looked into Cullen's cell. "General, do you believe we should awaken them?" Spectis asked. "After talking to the Major I believe we.....should." Temedimus replied. Spectis was happily surprised. "Really? Why is that old friend?" Spectis has known him for as long as anyone, and he still find new ways to surprise him. "The Major is a warrior. A respectable one. From what I can tell he was very respected among his people, a hero. He commanded great warriors. I can't speak for the other humans but I believe he may be an asset." Temedimus explained. "Very well then. But for a sign of good faith I think it best if we move the Major to more....hospitable room. And see what the engineers can do about his right arm. Maybe we can give him some cybernetics." Spectis ordered. "As you wish." Temedimus placed his right hand on his chest and gave a small and then left.
Myths, Legends, folk tells, fantasy, Fairly Tales, Gods, and monsters, they exist in one form or another in just about every culture that ever existed. But in the modern age they are generally believed to be fiction, camp fire story's, or anymore a teenage girl's fantasy.
But at one point they thrived. Mankind accepted it as a part of there world. Some creatures worked alongside man. Some were formally man. Most saw them as nothing more than prey. Those who hunted man caused the long and forgotten war between Mankind and the supernatural.
After decades of war with mankind, and infighting amongst the creatures, the supernatural beings were all but destroyed. Few survived, those who did knew man was too violent, and unaccepting of them after the war. So they scattered, hid, watched, waited, and endured through the ages and faded into myth and legend.
None were allowed to reveled themselves to the world. Although some may find trusted allies to share with. But recently all of them, no matter the species find themselves drawn to Gelamen City. Almost like an instinct. The City itself is almost like a creature as well, teeming with life, mystery, and danger.
1. Follow our KHV overlords rules. Duh.
2. I'll allow swearing, romance, violence, and that kind of stuff is allowed but refer to rule #1.
3. No Godmoding and powerplaying. Duh.
4. You can use NPCs.
5. You can have up to 6 characters. But I may bump that up later on if enough people want me to.
6. No killing or rping as others characters unless owner gives permission.
7. Although I'm in charge in this rp, this is my first rp. I'm always open for suggestions, whether that be monster ideas, overall story, or whatever. Just pm me I won't bite, not unless your into that.;)
8. Each day or Episode as we are going to call it, is 6 real world days and end at 12:00 am EST. The first two days are morning, the next two are noon, and the last two are night. But if you live in like Australia or whatever just pm me and we can work it out. And please post at least twice. But again talk to me if this may be a problem.
9. I'm a pretty chill guy, but you only get so many chances if you break the rules or cause trouble with everyone else.
10. For now there will be only 2 more Werewolf packs, 3 Skinwalker packs, and 3 Vampire clans.
11. I may add or change the rules. Refer to #7 if you have suggestions on rules.
12. On a side note, I'd like this rp to have a TV show experience to it. So we will do about 24 days or episodes for season 1. and if people want to keep going then we can do a season 2 wwwwaaaayyyyyyy down the road. Just to do something different.
PrologueA shadowy figure dashes through the forest outside of Gelamen City. The figure has bright glowing crimson eyes, it was moving too fast to distinguish anything else. It stood over a cliff to see the City in the distances, the lights in the City made it look almost like one of those Utopian futures. The figure could be seen now, it was a 20-something year old male, with short dirty blonde hair. He had large fangs that could be seen with his mouth closed. His ears were long and leaf shaped. He had long claws on each hand, and was covered in hair. He dug his claws into the middle of a tree near by. He ran his claws down in a diagonal fashion, leaving five long scratches. It was obvious he wasn't human, he was a werewolf. And leaving that mark on the tree will show that a Alpha werewolf is here to anything with the right senses. He looked down at the city, seeing his new home. He let's out a thunderous howl that sounded like a cross between a wolf, bear, and lion's. Episode 1: Auto Pilot Date: Monday July 1st 2013A large black Chevrolet SUV pulls up to a small abandoned airplane hanger, with a small blue Prius parked there. A bald man in a business suit gets out of the Prius. At the same time the young werewolf opens the SUV's door and steps out. "Mr......Cole Jackson?" the business man said, looking down at a folder to make sure he was saying the name right. "Yes sir. But please call me Cole." Cole replied with a slight southern accent."Ok Cole, let me show you around." The man said with a fake salesmen cheeriness. The man took Cole around the hanger, it was about 150 yards long or 1 and a half football fields. The man was giving Cole some details about the hangers history but Cole wasn't listening. 'Hmm it's isolated, big, and hard to reach. This may be prefect after I make a few alterations.' Cole thought to himself.The man then led him to the inside. It almost looked somewhat bigger on the inside, but that maybe because it's empty. The man was continuing to spill facts about the hanger, and Cole still wasn't listening. 'Hmm it's certainly big enough.' Cole thought to himself looking over at a office like thing. "Does this place have a basement?" Cole asked. "Yes it does." the man replied. He showed him the office, and pointed towards the back of the room to a door. In front of it was scratches on the floor that looked like something heavy was dragged across the floor several times. Cole raises his eyebrow and looks over at the business man. "Yeah, a mob boss owned this....he used to hide drugs in the basement and used a bookcase to cover the door. This isn't going to be a problem is it?" the business man said. "No, just wandering." Cole replied.Cole opens the door and heads down the steps. He pulls on the light bulb cord to turn it on. The young Alpha looks around the room. It was fairly big. 'Some changes here and there, it will be prefect!' Cole thought to himself.They both went back outside to their cars. "I'd like to buy." Cole said slightly excited. "Ok, I'll get some papers for you sign!" the man said with a fake excitement. "How about you sign the papers for me hoss?" Cole asked, pulling a huge wad of money. "I...um." the man wasn't sure what to do. Cole hands him the whole wad of money. The man began to count it, "Th-this is over half of what we asked! Your not a mobster are you?" "No, don't worry. I'll tell you what, you take the agreed price to your boss and you keep the rest. Oh and leave my real name out of the paper work. And here's a little encouragement." Cole said as he put 3 hundred dollar bills in the man's coat pocket. "O-oook." the man said barely getting the words out.After the man hastily finished the paper work, he left. "Well, it's a brand new day. And I have a new Den." Cole said to himself, with a smile and his eyes flashed red. "Den, I like the sound of that."
Intro Main threadMyths, Legends, folk tells, fantasy, Fairly Tales, Gods, and monsters, they exist in one form or another in just about every culture that ever existed. But in the modern age they are generally believed to be fiction, camp fire story's, or anymore a teenage girl's fantasy.But at one point they thrived. Mankind accepted it as a part of there world. Some creatures worked alongside man. Some were formally man. Most saw them as nothing more than prey. Those who hunted man caused the long and forgotten war between Mankind and the supernatural.After decades of war with mankind, and infighting amongst the creatures, the supernatural beings were all but destroyed. Few survived, those who did knew man was too violent, and unaccepting of them after the war. So they scattered, hid, watched, waited, and endured through the ages and faded into myth and legend.None were allowed to reveled themselves to the world. Although some may find trusted allies to share with. But recently all of them, no matter the species find themselves drawn to Gelamen City. Almost like an instinct. The City itself is almost like a creature as well, teeming with life, mystery, and danger. Rules 1. Follow our KHV overlords rules. Duh.2. I'll allow swearing, romance, violence, and that kind of stuff is allowed but refer to rule #1.3. No Godmoding and powerplaying. Duh.4. You can use NPCs.5. You can have up to 6 characters. But I may bump that up later on if enough people want me to.6. No killing or rping as others characters unless owner gives permission.7. Although I'm in charge in this rp, this is my first rp. I'm always open for suggestions, whether that be monster ideas, overall story, or whatever. Just pm me I won't bite, not unless your into that.;)8. Each day or Episode as we are going to call it, is 9 real world days and end at 12:00 am EST. The first 3 days will be the mourning, the next 3 will be noon, and the last 3 will be night. But if you live in like Australia or whatever just pm me and we can work it out. And please try to post at least twice in one RP day. But again talk to me if this may be a problem.9. I'm a pretty chill guy, but you only get so many chances if you break the rules or cause trouble with everyone else.10. For now there will be only 2 more Werewolf packs, 3 Skinwalker packs, and 3 Vampire clans.11. I may add or change the rules. Refer to #7 if you have suggestions on rules.12. On a side note, I'd like this rp to have a TV show experience to it. So we will do about 24 days or episodes for season 1. and if people want to keep going then we can do a season 2 wwwwaaaayyyyyyy down the road. Just to do something different. Species Werewolves- The ever popular Werewolf has been around in legend and folk lore for what seems like forever. They transform at anytime during the night at will. But under the full moon they are much stronger but are forced to transform and are more feral, animal like. Werewolves are a pack species and the larger the pack the stronger the wolf. They're are two types of Werewolves, the purebloods and the mutts. The purebloods are born Werewolves and are in more control of their abilities then mutts, even under the full moon. The mutts are formally humans that was turned by a bite, although just as strong as purebloods they are less in control when wolfed out, and are completely feral under the full moon. But with time they can be better in control. Werewolves in packs have a chain of command, Alphas are the leaders, Betas are in second command, and then the Gammas are the grunts. Alphas are the strongest Werewolves, especially with a bigger pack and have a psychic link with their pack and are the only ones that can turn someone, their may in rare cases be up to two Alphas in one pack. Betas are the Alphas most trusted and loyal pack members. They are pretty powerful but not as powerful as Alphas. Gammas are usually the youngest of the pack or least experienced, they are the weaker pack members and make the bulk of a pack. And then there are Omegas, they are the lone wolves and are the weakest werewolves. When shifted they have superior strength, senses, accelerated healing factor, and speed to most creatures and also when in normal form but to a lesser degree. Also when shifted they have claws and large fangs. And with each different rank they have different eye color when shifted. Alphas have bright red eyes, Betas have light blue eyes, Gammas have bright yellow eyes, and Omegas have bright orange eyes. A Alpha can become a Beta, Gamma, or Omega, and the same to the other ranks. They are weak to silver. Example of what they generally look like when shifted.Vampires- Another popular flavor of the supernatural. Vampires also have super strength, but not as strong as werewolves, and are much faster then the wolves. Their senses are just as strong as the wolves. Their canine teeth extend to form their long razor sharp fangs that they use to drink on blood. They can heal, but slower then the wolves, unless they drink some blood. Although not naturally as social to each other as the wolves, they still are known to be in large groups called Clans. Although it doesn't make them individually stronger, there is still strength in numbers. Most don't kill humans, they just knock them out and feed on enough blood to barely affect said human and then move on to the next person until their thirst is quenched. Some may steal blood donations to survive, it mostly depends on the Vampire or Clan. There is no nature order to Clans, some may be voted to lead, some may just be the eldest, smartest, or the most capable warrior. They are immortal but can die from blood thirst. The younger Vampires have began to evolve, to be some what resistant to the sun, but can only stay in direct sunlight for four hours or they die, that's any vampire younger than 80 years old. The more blood they have the more powerful they are. The only way to become a Vampire is to drink their blood.Witches- They are humans who have learned magic, mostly dark magic. The longer their bloodline has been using magic the powerful the Witch. Magic can do well just about anything, duh.Skinwalkers- They are considered close cousins to Werewolves. But they are born not turned. All of them are descendants of a ancient Native American tribe. Skinwalkers can turn into one animal, one that closely matches their personality. They have a pack mentality. There are only three types, Alphas the pack leaders, Betas the pack members, and Omegas the loners. Alphas are born, so Betas and Omegas can't become an Alpha, but a Alpha can become a Beta or Omega if another Alpha takes over the pack. And Betas can become Omegas and Omegas can become Betas. Alphas are the strongest, Betas are weaker, and Omegas are the weakest. They can turn into a animal at anytime and are stronger and faster than the ordinary animal. And can heal themselves no matter form they are. They are weak to silver.Shapeshifters- They are the loners of the supernatural world and almost never get along with each other. They are only born, and one parent has to be a Shapeshifter. They can transform into anyone they have come in contact with. But they don't get their memories and experiences. They also can't transform into anything not human. They are slightly stronger then humans. Touching silver will make them revert back to their natural form.Dragons- They are the rarest of them all, and the most powerful ones. They can change into human form. But in their normal form they have near invincible skin. They can breath fire or lightning and can fly. Only another supernatural creature is known to be able to kill them. They can live for one thousand years. Humans- Do I really need to explain them? Some know about the supernatural and hunt them if they kill people. The Hunters are known as the Protectors. Spirits- They are the souls of humans who could not move on after death for what ever reason. They normally haunt the place where they died or where there remains are. But what has been driving the creatures to Gelamen City is forcing the souls of the dead to the City, whether they've even been there or not and thus can roam freely in the city's limits. They can turn invisible, and intangible. But supernatural creatures can see them when they are invisible. The can teleport, possess humans, and have telekinesis. Iron and salt can repel them. Cyclopes- The Cyclopes is most prominent in Greek and Roman mythology. In some myths are seen as the one eyed blacksmiths for the Gods, others as giant terrifying man-eating beast. But most myth and legend is just that, myth. They do have one eye in the center of their forehead, but with that one eye they have better eyesight then most creatures. Their eyes also can see in the dark as clear as day, and have infrared vision. They mostly appear human size, but they can grow to over four stories tall depending on it's age at will and change back down to ordinary size. As expected they have super strength at that size. They have a average life span of about 200 years. To blend in with Humans, they normally wear something to cover their eye and sunglasses or something to give the illusion of having two, human eyes. Merfolk- They are a race of benevolent sea dwellers who have a generally good peaceful nature. They look mostly human, but when in water they have scales covering their body and their lower body is that of a fish's tail. But when on land they take the form of a normal human. Due to their adaption to deep sea pressure they are much stronger then humans and have night vision, but can not stay out of water for more then a day. They also have a empathic connection to all sea life, be that mammal or fish. Naga- They are a race of sea dwelling snake like people. They have a long deep rivalry with the Merfolk. Much like the Merfolk they are highly adapted to sea life, so they share many of the same abilities as them. This includes strength and night vision. They do not have a connection with sea life, in fact it is more of the opposite, sea creatures grow somewhat uneasy around them. Even the more fierce predators of the sea. Also like the Merfolk they can be on land as well, but can appear human at will. They also like some snakes have fangs that can sircret venom. Centaur- half man half horse beings that can appear human at will, but they prefer not to. Drider- A sub species of the Centaur, but instead of being half horse they are half spider. They can crawl walls and shoot webs from their hands. They also can appear human. Elves- Immortal, and very regal, they are fairly rare. In fact some believe them to be legend. They have sharper reflexes then a human and better eye sight, but that's their only improvement they have. They appear as albino humans but have pointed ears. Fauns- They appear as half human half goat creatures, but can change into human form at will. Their lower half is that of a goats back legs, and they have goat ears and horns. They are faster, and more agile then humans. I refer you to rule #7. Let's expand this list my nerdlings! Character Skeleton Werewolf- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Type: Pack (Optional): Rank: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other:Vampire-Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Clan (Optional): Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other:Skinwalker-Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Animal Form: Pack (Optional): Rank: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other:Humans- username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other:Witches-Username:
Name: Age: Appearance: Magic Type(Light or Dark): Personality: Occupation (Optional): Other: Dragon-Username Name: Age: Appearance: Breath Type: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Spirit- Username: Name: Appearance: Age when died: Personality: Other:Cyclopes- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Shapeshifters- Username Name: Age:Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Merfolk- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Naga- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Centaur- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Drider- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Elves- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other: Fauns- Username: Name: Age: Appearance: Occupation (Optional): Personality: Other:Characters
Master of Keyblades
Username: lord-insan-E-O Name: Cole Jackson Age: 23 Appearance: He is about 6'4, has short dirty blonde hair, a thin bread that's just coming in. He is fairly good looking, lean and muscular. He wears a plain white tee shirt, a old black bomber leather jacket that's slightly bigger on him, and a pair of blue jeans and sneakers. He also has light grey eyes in normal form.Type: Pureblood Rank: Alpha Pack: His Occupation: Alpha/Artist Personality: He is a young brash, cocky, charismatic, and adventurous Werewolf. He is self confident in his abilities as a leader, and will do anything to protect his pack. He is driven to succeed. And he is a bit of a flirt, but its mostly just 'art appreciation' and not a real romantic interest, mostly because if he gets close to anyone he is afraid that it may endanger his pack, and in pack dating gets messy especially when your the Alpha. Other: Has been a Alpha for a few years. And has a Tribal Wolf Tattoo on his right shoulder, that he will make his pack get. Ok not really, but he'd like to, but totally optional. Name: Russell 'Rus' Waggner Age: 16 Appearance: HereType: Mutt Rank: Gamma Pack: Cole's Occupation: Student Personality: He is a smart, caring, nerdy guy. Before he was turned by Cole he was wimpy, and had very low self-esteem. But after he was turned, the bite just super charged him, making him more athletic, and much more confident. He is still young, and fairly inexperienced in the supernatural. Which is mostly why he's not a Beta. Other: Has the Tribal Wolf tattoo on his left shoulder. He is the first one Cole has turned. P.S. here's a cookie if you know the reference to his last name.Name: Martian Stevens Age: 29Appearance: ThisType: Mutt Rank: Omega Occupation: Drifter Personality: He is sadistic, and power hungry. His goal is to become a Alpha, only to be more powerful. He as a special connection with Cole, they are arch rivals and will stop at nothing to kill him and take his place as a Alpha. He cares little for others, only using them to a means to a end. Other: Has a Tribal Wolf Tattoo on his inner forearm just like Cole's. Name: Chuck Price Age: 41 Appearance: He is bald, with a thick grizzly grey beard. He wears a suit all the time.Occupation: Police Commissioner Personality: He is completely dedicated to job. He is a very good detective, and prefers to get his hands dirty on a case, even if he's the Commissioner. He's a really caring guy, who doesn't get angry easily. Other: Has been a police officer for 20 years. Name: Marcus Fisher Age: Appears in his 50's but is over 500 years old.Appearance: This, but wears a black business suitMagic Type: Dark Occupation: Founder and CEO of Timely Enterprises Personality: He is smart, cunning, charming, ruthless, and a devious man. He thinks of himself as better than ever one else. He is always thinking a few moves ahead. Other: He knows why the creatures are being drawn to the city.
ShapeshifterName: Angelina Age: 16Appearance: here Occupation (Optional):Personality: Seemingly emotionless. A loner, rarely talks . Doesn't take orders from anyone. Will do whatever she can to get what she wantsOther:She shape shifts to try to keep blame off herself whenever she does something besides that she doesn't shape shift all that often. She has been on her own since she was 10, when she went her own way from her parents and hasn't seem them since
SpiritName: AviraAppearance: Apppears as a shapless blurr of light most of the time, aside from her head and hair, which appear to be that of a slender-faced girl, her hair long and flowing, her large, shining eyes having a slight pinkish tint, and luminous hair glowing a faint red.Age when died: 17Personality: Curious and mischievious, with the capacity for both kindness and and anger.Other: Avira has been dead for longer than she can remember, she can't remeber much about her life anymore, either. These details don't worry her, she cares only for the joy of affecting the world of the living, never directly revealing herself, but shaping events how she pleases. She doesn't care if she helps people or hurts them, though she does tend to help rather than hurt.
Witches-Username: Master of KeybladesName: GaleAge: 16Appearance: His red eye is covered by his hairMagic Type(Light or Dark): LightPersonality: Quiet and tends to avoid huge crowds.
Human/Shapeshifters- username: Eleven (Kirito)
Name: NateAge: 17 almost 18Appearance: http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/hinata_hyuga101/Demonic.png Occupation (Optional):being awesomePersonality: Kind to most people he meets, but you don't want to get on his bad side. Willing to help people if needed. Can be slightly insecure at times and feel alone. Other:
Name: SixxAge: 27Appearance:Show Spoileroccupation: drifting bounty hunterPersonality: usually monotone... keeps to self but shows no mercy to those that stand before him ( considered souless )What's most important to you? im a drifter... as long as im paid i will do any jobWhat do you want outta life? im indifferent about life... we all have to die sometimeother: i was born a vampire but dont know my "parents" i lost my right eye at the hand of a witch. i used to hate them but now i can tolerate them.... to an extent