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Rems, fantastic.

Anilar, by all means I welcome your contribution.


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Here's my character, let me know if anything needs changing

Name: Alexander Kyranus

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Personality: Brooding and Melancholy although he rarely allows others to see this side of him. He is modest, never boasting of his achievements but never denying them either. He has a great capacity for hatred that only few people have discovered, most of them not having the time to regret doing so although almost all of his hatred is focussed towards the creatures of the darkness. He is also an idealist and can be ferociously protective of his personal ideals. He is regarded as a bit of loose cannon and so that is what he shows to the world. He is always ready to use some new ability to vanquish the forces of the heartless. He laughs in the face of death, all the while fighting the knot of fear in his stomach. If he were ever to lead there is little doubt as to whether he would lead by example. He tends to become restless if not focused on a particular task, pacing whatever room he is in.

Physical description: Roughly 6ft tall, lean and hard. His eyes are sparkling pale blue and he has a gaze as hard and sharp as ice. His features are sharp and angular, gaunt even. His hair is raven black and cropped close to his skull. He is clean shaven and would be classically handsome where it not for a horrific scar that mars his otherwise perfect features, running from just below his right eye to his jaw line. It makes his smiles a gruesome sight that has disgusted many a person. His skin is pale but not very much so. He possesses a quiet tread and a smooth, loping stride. He is fast, agile and of more than average strength. He wears tight fitting cloth and a long hooded cloak while his face is covered by a metal mask. He appears to not wear any armour besides the mask but in truth it is similar to his keyblade and more or less materializes upon him, flowing from the mask to cover his entire body. It is supple but strong material, very similar to leather but of a more foreign material. It is one of the few relics of his home realm that he keeps, their technology being far more advanced than their culture. All his clothing is completely black besides the mask which is pale silver.

Armour class: Light

Background: Born into an ancient noble family in one of the more barbaric worlds of the light his was a planet of ancient traditions and one of those traditions was the art of sword fighting. Thus every child that was fit to do so learnt the art of the blade as soon as they were able and Alexander was no exception. He was a brilliant swordsman and this was even admitted to by his teacher who was one of the best warriors in the continent. An unfortunate side effect of this selection was that any unfit child was put to death.

There is little doubt that even had he not become a Keybearer he would still have been famous for his skill with a blade was astounding to everyone who witnessed it. But that was not to be. His home country of Aethania was attacked from across the sea by hordes of, for want of a better term, barbarians when he was sixteen. Hundreds of thousands of them poured across the water and they were opposed by a mere 300 warriors. But these 300 were some of the best warriors in the world and would probably have been a match for any other similar sized elite force in all the realms of the light.

10 days they fought and not one of them took a backwards step. Before them there were so many bodies that they had created a barrier to the foe. The foe outnumbered them hugely they were fighting for the protection of their home and would not yield so long as there was life in their bodies. Alexander fought with them and the enemy feared his blade that had become crimson with crusted blood. Their enemy was relentless and implacable, driven forward as much by fear for their king as hatred for their foes.

Then the King came. He was possessed by one of the Heartless although no one knew it at that time and drove the entire army towards the Aethans. That battle on the 11th day was the hardest of all. This time it was not the enemy that faltered, it was the Aethans. They had been fighting none stop for so long that exhaustion began to claim them and they slowed. Then their lord bolstered them with a great cry of rage before hurling himself at the foe. They doubled their efforts and formed a spear tip, pushing right through the enemy formation with their lord at the front. He dealt death left and right and, as if at some unspoken command the enemy parted to allow their king to come forward.

The battle was hard and fast and at the end of it the lord of the Aethans lay pinned on the ground. Alexander recovered from his shock early on and began to charge as the foe closed ranks. He hacked his way forward towards his lord before they could close and suddenly the entire force suddenly charged and the foe almost broke but held due to the presence of their God-King. Alexander mounted one of the great barriers of corpses and leapt into the air. His sabre parted flesh and he was through to where the enemy king was raising his blade above Alexander’s own lord. Steel rang on steel and a sword snapped. Alexander had stopped the blow but lost his own blade in the process.

As the King turned to him, his expression one of shock and rage in equal measure. “Now you die!!!” roared the God-King. “Yet even you can bleed,” was Alexander’s reply. The King looked down at the deep cut in his side with a curious expression. “No matter, I will finish you, your lord and all your people just the same.” Alexander was forced to his knees and his head forced forwards. “For my home!” he yelled, thrusting his legs backwards into the men holding him before flipping to his feet. The King snarled and swung at him and Alexander tried to dodge but failed and the blade cut down the side of his face, twisting it into the gruesome sight that it is to this present day. Then the King lunged. Alexander raised his arm to defend himself. Once again, blade rang on blade and metal snapped.

Only this time it was the God-King whose blade failed him. He stared in abject terror at the sword in Alexander’s hand. “A Keyblade,” he gasped. Alexander spared no breath for speech. The sword scythed down and up in a smooth motion. He climbed to the top of one of the corpse piles and raised his arm. “Your King is dead,” he roared. In his grip was the severed head of the God-King. The enemy broke instantly. Alexander smiled before collapsing into merciful unconscious.

When he awoke the sabre was nowhere to be seen and the medics who had treated him told him it had vanished. A Keyblade. Alexander sat and thought it over for a few minutes. He would know for sure if a member of one of the temples arrived. They did 2 days later. He went without protest, without even saying goodbye to his family. They had seen him the night before and in the morning he was gone. He had left to train in wielding a Keyblade and the powers he would be able to use.

His trainer was a grim old beast named Jason who taught him well and trained him hard. Alexander was fit and he was fast but his trainer wanted a great deal of upper body strength to go with that. Despite his efforts Alexander remained slim and did not gain that much strength however he did gain a huge amount of stamina from the punishing training. Once his trainer was happy with his physical condition they turned to mental.

He possessed willpower and a keen mind but Jason wanted to teach him how to use his mind to use his Keyblade. Within a few weeks he could draw it from his mind in an instant, 2 months and he could open pathways through the darkness. After long consideration Alexander chose to follow the steps of his tutor and joined the temple of balance at the age of 18 where he has spent the last 6 years training and fighting the Heartless and the Nobodies

Keyblade: Named Darklight it is a long, hand-and-a half, single edged, razor sharp sabre, the blade of which is curved slightly backwards. The blade is pure gold and the hilt as black as night with an eagle’s head pommel. Sometimes it seems almost alive, twitching in his grip as if it is a wild dog hunting for food.

Combat technique: Tends to fight better when under pressure, the more at stake the more speed and skill he displays. He moves like liquid and tends to focus on a single foe at a time. Due to the sheer length of the sword he fights with long armed, flowing moves and sweeps of the blade within a tight field of severing.

Temple of Balance:
Smiting Lance: The Keyblade glows with focused energy before being discharged in a beam of pure light. Creatures of the dark find such attacks devastating, and others likewise will sustain heavy damage. The focused nature of this attack and the required cooldown mean it cannot be used in succession and is unsuitable for combat against numerous opponents.

Cloak of False Sight: The Dark equivalent of Sanctuary, the Keybearer envelops himself in darkness rendering himself invisible to standard sight. With focus and training, he can even hide himself from other practitioners of the Dark Arts, but renders himself unable to attack. Like all defences, this is not infallible and the Nobodies in particular seem somehow able to pierce the cloak easier than others.

Path of the Warrior:
Strike Raid: With practice and focus, the Keybearer can throw his Keyblade into the enemy ranks, guiding it in a wide arc before it returns to his grip. This technique is useful for striking distant opponents but leaves him vulnerable to close quarter retaliation.

Fever Pitch: Inducing himself with a rush of magic fuelled adrenalin, the Keybearer becomes a blur of flickering motion too fast for eyes to track. He unleashes a flurry of blows upon his opponent from seemingly all sides at once. Though this ability is definitely useful, it quickly exhausts stamina and thus cannot be overused.

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Name: Titus Merin

Age: 23

Gender: male

Personality:Titus follows the path of the darkness vigorously, and as such thinks very little of those that don't follow the path. He is arrogant to a point, believing in his abilities beyond that of others. Titus is willing to sacrifice others so that he may continue living, and sacrifices need to be made in order for progress to florish. In battle he is a thing to behold, believing in his abilities. He has a short and fiery temper, something which manifested itself inside him when he chose his path.

Description: Titus is around 6 foot 2, with a lean and athletic build. He has light blue eyes, and fairly long, but incredibly messy black hair. His skin is very pale, and he has a scar on his right arm, running from his hand up to his elbow. He has two tattoo's, one a a cloaked warrior on his left arm, the second the name of his blade across his back. When he is not in armour he is in simple black robes.

Armour Class: Medium black Armour

Background: Titus was born into a wealthy and highly influential family on a fairly advanced technological society, overseen by a Temple. It is possible that due to his upbringing he thought himself superior to others, due to the high level of influence his family had on the world, and he was spoilt from a young age.

However he always lived in envy of his older sibling Marcus, who seemed to get everything he ever wanted in life, as well as the love and respect from their father, something which Titus never received. He was driven by anger and a burning hate when his keyblade first appeared, and Titus couldn't help but rub it in his brothers face, he had a power which was more than his brother would ever receive. His father had collected blades that were throughout history, and Titus' favourite was the arming blade that the knights of old used as swords, thus he was elated when DurIa came to him in the form of an arming blade.

If he hadn't be marked by his keyblade, then he would be set for life, having wealth and power that were beyond that of most others. However that was not the life for him, and when he was discovered to have a keyblade he was taken to the temple for training. For his nature, and the fact that he enjoyed a challenge he set out on the Path of Darkness, an area where he could focus his anger and hate and use them effectively against any who opposed him.

He advanced quickly, something which fueled his contempt and arrogance of others more and more, before he descended on his first real mission, his first targets. Some of the heartless had managed to find their way onto his world, and he along with a few others were sent to stop them. It was outside his family estate where the final battle was fought, his father, weak willed had become a slave to the darkness. While the enemy were fairly weak Titus enjoyed the fight, allowing his callous nature to guide him as he sacrificed his own family to his father, but helping the workers who had proven their worth to society escape, protecting more people in the process. He took his fathers life that die before he and his fellows killed the last of the heartless, an act which shows how far he is willing to go to achieve his goals.

Titus was a quick learner, and utterly confident in his abilities though his character got darker and darker as he progressed. He began to see others as weak, and that those that were not good enough needed to be sacrificed so that the worthy could be protected better.

Keyblade: DurIa, the dark abyss. Titus keyblade copies that of an arming sword, a blade that can be wielded with one hand easily and useful for cutting or thrusting. It means he has to get close to his opponents, but that is no problem for Titus, who has spent time honing his abilities. The blade itself is red.

Combat Techniques and Abilities:
Dark Aura: The Keybearer focuses his hate and rage into a series of quick blasts of dark energy. These can be directed to a single target or dispersed across numerous foes. Each blast does small damage, but this technique is easy to use at a moments notice and easy to incorporate into sword combos. It is a favourite of beginners and veterans alike, but becomes of limited use against more resilient enemies.

Cloak of False Sight: The Dark equivalent of Sanctuary, the Keybearer envelops himself in darkness rendering himself invisible to standard sight. With focus and training, he can even hide himself from other practitioners of the Dark Arts, but renders himself unable to attack. Like all defences, this is not infallible and the Nobodies in particular seem somehow able to pierce the cloak easier than others.

Unlock: Arguably the keyblade’s most powerful ability is to release captive hearts and scatter them to the dark. However, with the right mindset and enough strength, a Keybearer can also release the heart and soul from a still living being, effectively rendering them fodder for the heartless and the dark realm. Such a brutal act requires utter conviction and callousness, for to falter even momentarily will result in feedback and subsequently catastrophic damage. The Keybearer impales the victim on the tip of their blade, not a physical wound but rather a spiritual one in which the elements of mind heart and body are separated over the course of a few moments or sometimes even a minute if the individual is strong.

Quake: With built up energy, the Keybearer strikes the ground with his keyblade, causing the earth to rupture and split beneath the feet of his enemies. Jagged rock will erupt from the ground and scatter opponents from their feet. This spell requires that the foe be somehow earthbound, as an agile foe will be able to leap clear in time. Therefore it becomes ideal for larger heavy opponents.


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Character sheet updated. Edited:
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I think there's going to be a fight between ramo and yoyo's characters over the importance of saving everyone
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That's good. Makes for character interaction.

Ramo, Titus is accepted.


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Assuming that Midge, Dawnstar and Anilar get sheets up, and Jackinator makes the edits I asked of him we should have a good number for this.

I will leave recruitment at that for now. Thos who have reserved a character have until the weekend to get a sheet posted, because after that I'll start working on the intro.


Rems, if you wish to be absent for the first post that is fine, otherwise i can edit you in afterwards. That good?


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