Weapon, Armor: Matthew's blade is crafted from obsidian, with a hilt of iron. The sword gives the wielder the ability to disguise one's self, taking on the identity of the blood spilled upon the blade. This lasts for either 2 hours, or until the weapon is sheathed. The sword deals 4 hearts each swing. The armor Matt uses is a simple iron-studded leather shirt and pants, with iron tipped shoes.
Personality: Matt is quite an energy freak. He usually can't stop himself from running around, or hopping into a tree. He is a bit of a know-it-all, despite that he doesn't usually read books. Matthew thrives well with younger children, often sharing their playful spirit. Unfortunately, his light heart often doesn't carry through to battle. But of course, that doesn't mean he simply kills his opponent. Matt often dumps the defeated in the nearest town, alive, but with very little to no money.
Appearance: Matthew stands a solid 5' 9" tall. He is quite flexible, to the point where many people would call him a 'ninja'. His dark blonde, uncontrollably curly hair reaches up to about two inches stretched out. His skin features a pale tan, with the frequent grouping of freckles. Matt's cheeks are slightly gaunt, accompanied with a short nose and flat ears. His eyes are widened, showing off bright gray-blue irises. He wears a bright green shirt with a crest-like surface stitched into it, with a gold-lined figure of a dragon. His leggings consist of his only pair of baggy khakis. The shoes he wears are a dirtied white with a red padding underneath.
Other: Matt has been living alone for the past 6 months, after getting warped here 3 months after his fourteenth birthday. He has studied the spiders that come out at night, and shows a sort of caring for them. After about a month of research, Matt has found a way to create a bond, and even ride spiders, much like the skeletons do.
It is a .gif file. But for some reason, it doesn't go back to blue, it stops on green. It's supposed to give you a seizure by changing from blue to orange to purple to green and back. Maybe cause I resized it? :|
Maybe later, cause yeah, we don't have that much time.
I'll start ayway, you guys can follow. :tongue.gif:
Accepted! (though you do know, this is STARTING the series? The kingdoms don't exist yet....
I started to grab some sticks off the tree. It was amazing how durable they are. I tried to make a long, stick sword. It swung it around a little. It felt good in my hands, and it was a nice weapon. I started to try to cut down the large log with it.
Ya know, I just thought, you appeared, that's great, how do we appear?
If near you,
I hear the chopping of wood in the distance. ~Another person? I'd better check that out.~ I start my walk in that direction before tripping over some sticks. I pick them up and shove them into my pockets before continuing my walk again.
I sat there, comfortably, on top of a tree in the distance, watching this other human flail around some wooden sword like a 6 year old playing soldier, I look at the time... ~it's beginning to get dark, i'll see what this person is doing here tommorow..~
It began to get dark out. I took no mind of it. I managed to get a log off the tree. I walked around, pretending to fight imaginary enemies. I knew I was 15, but it felt fun. I felt like a kid again. But then I heard sounds. They were moans, and I grew scared. I tried to climb a tree, and hide on top of it. I looked around, fearful.
((Guys. Don't do the typical intro for the creeper; you're not allowed to respawn. You may die, but know that your next character may not be very alike. And that means making a new bio.)
((Wait, aren't thoughts often Italics? And I edited my Bio. Is it detailed enough?))
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Name: Will Cohen
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral, (as of yet)
Weapon, armor: Your basic steel armor and sword.
Personality: Hard for him to trust people, kind, frightful
Appearance: Tall with shortish brown hair and amber eyes. He is also quite skinning and isn't the most muscular person. Has pale skin.
Other: Interested in creepers. Just 'cause.
~It's dark now, I hear the creatures coming out with every step i take.i don't think i will be able to make it back home in time.~ I spot a cave off in the distance, quickly i dig through my bags as fast as i can, shuffling through all the junk i had found earlier in the day. I find torches. ~that cave should make useful shelter for the night~ I go into the cave and make myself a dirt bed, not comfortable, but sufficient. I fall asleep planning my day, wondering also about the new human who has appeared in the area.
((Typically, thoughts are italics, yes. But that tends to take time. If you want to, use italics. if not, don't.
I dunno. It's still really not that descriptive. Other peoples' are very long, but yours has maybe two lines over the start. Others have a good 6 or so. Also, you haven't defined your characters' weapons abilities.))
I stay on top of my tree. The sounds below me frighten me, in this world of which I've just arrived. I look around fora safer place. In the distance, on the side of a mountain, I see a cave. Inside the cave, there's a light. I started heading for the light.
Startled, im awoken by some noise in my sound cave home i have taken refuge in, it sounds like footsteps, ~that cant be...~ i open my eyes, making it look like i am still sound asleep. I see the human i saw earlier, wander into my cave. I jump up and yell "what are you doing here! ill give you 1 minute to explain yourself!"
((That was sort of the example of what I was talking about in the rules. You sorta godmodded me there. I said I was approaching the cave, not inside it. You godmodded me into it. You vile villain! I'll let this pass, but other people might not be so accepting.))
"Woah, man. Just chill out. Just... Just calm down. I was outside, and I started hearing those noises at nighttime. I got scared at the noises and jumped on the tree near me. I looked for a safe place, and your cave was giving off light. So I came here. I'm not gonna hurt you, I just want to be somewhere safe." Alex said. He put his hands up, in front of him. He took the stick sword out of his pocket and dropped it on the ground. "I just need a safe place, dude."
((FYI, you're talking in first person. That's not bad, but regularly, people talk in third-person.))
((wow i didnt even realize it :biggrin.gif: im sorry lol i didnt mean to))
"its alright, make yourself at home. just dont touch anything! if i catch you stealing anything, this situation will be a lot worse" Alex slowly climbs back into his bed, knowing he wont be sleeping much tonight. He keeps a close eye on the person in his shelter, "Whats your name kid?"
((yeah, sorry first time, ill talk in 3rd person now. but its getting really late for me right now :[ think i might have to pick up tommorow.))
((Typically, thoughts are italics, yes. But that tends to take time. If you want to, use italics. if not, don't.
I dunno. It's still really not that descriptive. Other peoples' are very long, but yours has maybe two lines over the start. Others have a good 6 or so. Also, you haven't defined your characters' weapons abilities.))
Sorry, it's just that I have impeccable laziness. Or was it chronic laziness? I don't know. I'm too lazy to figure out. XD
Name: Will Cohen
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral, (as of yet)
Weapon, armor: Leather armor with some steel plating. It is light enough for him to get around easily in battle, but still protective. Prefers using two stone or steel simitars as a weapon, with a leather and a gem encrusted hilt. One gem gives off a healing aura, and the other is just for looks.
Personality: Hard for him to trust people, kind, frightful. Not much of a fighter, prefers to craft or build. Very curious. In battle he is often frightened, but has strong determination. Otherwise he is quite and prefers not to get involved. Prefers to solve things peaceful, a concept he tries to spread to Creepers.
Appearance: Fairly tall with shortish brown hair and amber eyes. He is also quite skinny and isn't the most muscular person. Has pale skin, and a few freckles on his cheeks. His hair and fingernails are slightly dirty.
Other: Interested in creepers, because of their strange behavior and cunning. Because of their fairly advanced intelligence, he believes that friendly tries are not impossible.
((Typically, thoughts are italics, yes. But that tends to take time. If you want to, use italics. if not, don't.
I dunno. It's still really not that descriptive. Other peoples' are very long, but yours has maybe two lines over the start. Others have a good 6 or so. Also, you haven't defined your characters' weapons abilities.))
Sorry, it's just that I have impeccable laziness. Or was it chronic laziness? I don't know. I'm too lazy to figure out. XD
Name: Will Cohen
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral, (as of yet)
Weapon, armor: Leather armor with some steel plating. It is light enough for him to get around easily in battle, but still protective. Prefers using two stone or steel simitars as a weapon, with a leather and a gem encrusted hilt. One gem gives off a healing aura, and the other is just for looks.
Personality: Hard for him to trust people, kind, frightful. Not much of a fighter, prefers to craft or build. Very curious. In battle he is often frightened, but has strong determination. Otherwise he is quite and prefers not to get involved. Prefers to solve things peaceful, a concept he tries to spread to Creepers.
Appearance: Fairly tall with shortish brown hair and amber eyes. He is also quite skinny and isn't the most muscular person. Has pale skin, and a few freckles on his cheeks. His hair and fingernails are slightly dirty.
Other: Interested in creepers, because of their strange behavior and cunning. Because of their fairly advanced intelligence, he believes that friendly tries are not impossible.
"My name is alex too, Alexander Blake." he said humbly, "nice to meet you." before alex fully fell into deep sleep he says " alex, i will be gone in the morning, you are welcome to this home. I will see you another day."
((trying to get rid of myself for the night. going to bed have fun :biggrin.gif:))
I awoke in a cold sweat. Sitting up in my shabby cloth bed, I look out one of the many windows lining my small mountain-side home. It was still fresh night, the groans of zombies and the rattling of the skeletons ringing with a sort of rhythm. I stood up and walked over to the hollow, rotted hunk of wood I call a chest. I pulled out my trusted stone sword and a couple pieces of flint. As I left my humble dwelling, a thought vibrated through every cell in my body, over and over. Something big is going to happen.
Name: Matthew "Spazz" Connors
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral (Might change later?)
Weapon, Armor: Matthew's blade is crafted from obsidian, with a hilt of iron. The sword gives the wielder the ability to disguise one's self, taking on the identity of the blood spilled upon the blade. This lasts for either 2 hours, or until the weapon is sheathed. The sword deals 4 hearts each swing. The armor Matt uses is a simple iron-studded leather shirt and pants, with iron tipped shoes.
Personality: Matt is quite an energy freak. He usually can't stop himself from running around, or hopping into a tree. He is a bit of a know-it-all, despite that he doesn't usually read books. Matthew thrives well with younger children, often sharing their playful spirit. Unfortunately, his light heart often doesn't carry through to battle. But of course, that doesn't mean he simply kills his opponent. Matt often dumps the defeated in the nearest town, alive, but with very little to no money.
Appearance: Matthew stands a solid 5' 9" tall. He is quite flexible, to the point where many people would call him a 'ninja'. His dark blonde, uncontrollably curly hair reaches up to about two inches stretched out. His skin features a pale tan, with the frequent grouping of freckles. Matt's cheeks are slightly gaunt, accompanied with a short nose and flat ears. His eyes are widened, showing off bright gray-blue irises. He wears a bright green shirt with a crest-like surface stitched into it, with a gold-lined figure of a dragon. His leggings consist of his only pair of baggy khakis. The shoes he wears are a dirtied white with a red padding underneath.
Other: Matt has been living alone for the past 6 months, after getting warped here 3 months after his fourteenth birthday. He has studied the spiders that come out at night, and shows a sort of caring for them. After about a month of research, Matt has found a way to create a bond, and even ride spiders, much like the skeletons do.
It is a .gif file. But for some reason, it doesn't go back to blue, it stops on green. It's supposed to give you a seizure by changing from blue to orange to purple to green and back. Maybe cause I resized it? :|
Maybe later, cause yeah, we don't have that much time.
I'll start ayway, you guys can follow. :tongue.gif:
Accepted! (though you do know, this is STARTING the series? The kingdoms don't exist yet....
I started to grab some sticks off the tree. It was amazing how durable they are. I tried to make a long, stick sword. It swung it around a little. It felt good in my hands, and it was a nice weapon. I started to try to cut down the large log with it.
I'm wrote a story. You should read it.
100 Days to Mine
Already read it? Try the sequel,
Vagrants of the Mine
Finished that? Check the next one,
Resurrection of the Mine
Follow me on Twitch and Twitter,
@zuned11 and Twitch/zuned11
If near you,
I hear the chopping of wood in the distance. ~Another person? I'd better check that out.~ I start my walk in that direction before tripping over some sticks. I pick them up and shove them into my pockets before continuing my walk again.
I sat there, comfortably, on top of a tree in the distance, watching this other human flail around some wooden sword like a 6 year old playing soldier, I look at the time... ~it's beginning to get dark, i'll see what this person is doing here tommorow..~
((Guys. Don't do the typical intro for the creeper; you're not allowed to respawn. You may die, but know that your next character may not be very alike. And that means making a new bio.)
I'm wrote a story. You should read it.
100 Days to Mine
Already read it? Try the sequel,
Vagrants of the Mine
Finished that? Check the next one,
Resurrection of the Mine
Follow me on Twitch and Twitter,
@zuned11 and Twitch/zuned11
((thats probably acceptable))
I dunno. It's still really not that descriptive. Other peoples' are very long, but yours has maybe two lines over the start. Others have a good 6 or so. Also, you haven't defined your characters' weapons abilities.))
I'm wrote a story. You should read it.
100 Days to Mine
Already read it? Try the sequel,
Vagrants of the Mine
Finished that? Check the next one,
Resurrection of the Mine
Follow me on Twitch and Twitter,
@zuned11 and Twitch/zuned11
(( we are mostly building off of zuned right now, just try to think of a way to plop yourself in :biggrin.gif:))
I'm wrote a story. You should read it.
100 Days to Mine
Already read it? Try the sequel,
Vagrants of the Mine
Finished that? Check the next one,
Resurrection of the Mine
Follow me on Twitch and Twitter,
@zuned11 and Twitch/zuned11
"Woah, man. Just chill out. Just... Just calm down. I was outside, and I started hearing those noises at nighttime. I got scared at the noises and jumped on the tree near me. I looked for a safe place, and your cave was giving off light. So I came here. I'm not gonna hurt you, I just want to be somewhere safe." Alex said. He put his hands up, in front of him. He took the stick sword out of his pocket and dropped it on the ground. "I just need a safe place, dude."
((FYI, you're talking in first person. That's not bad, but regularly, people talk in third-person.))
I'm wrote a story. You should read it.
100 Days to Mine
Already read it? Try the sequel,
Vagrants of the Mine
Finished that? Check the next one,
Resurrection of the Mine
Follow me on Twitch and Twitter,
@zuned11 and Twitch/zuned11
"its alright, make yourself at home. just dont touch anything! if i catch you stealing anything, this situation will be a lot worse" Alex slowly climbs back into his bed, knowing he wont be sleeping much tonight. He keeps a close eye on the person in his shelter, "Whats your name kid?"
((yeah, sorry first time, ill talk in 3rd person now. but its getting really late for me right now :[ think i might have to pick up tommorow.))
"I'm Alex. Alex Kiernan. You?" I looked at the cave. I figured that this cave was only his temporary home.
((same...))
((DAW ****. We both have characters named Alex? Damn.))
I'm wrote a story. You should read it.
100 Days to Mine
Already read it? Try the sequel,
Vagrants of the Mine
Finished that? Check the next one,
Resurrection of the Mine
Follow me on Twitch and Twitter,
@zuned11 and Twitch/zuned11
Sorry, it's just that I have impeccable laziness. Or was it chronic laziness? I don't know. I'm too lazy to figure out. XD
Name: Will Cohen
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral, (as of yet)
Weapon, armor: Leather armor with some steel plating. It is light enough for him to get around easily in battle, but still protective. Prefers using two stone or steel simitars as a weapon, with a leather and a gem encrusted hilt. One gem gives off a healing aura, and the other is just for looks.
Personality: Hard for him to trust people, kind, frightful. Not much of a fighter, prefers to craft or build. Very curious. In battle he is often frightened, but has strong determination. Otherwise he is quite and prefers not to get involved. Prefers to solve things peaceful, a concept he tries to spread to Creepers.
Appearance: Fairly tall with shortish brown hair and amber eyes. He is also quite skinny and isn't the most muscular person. Has pale skin, and a few freckles on his cheeks. His hair and fingernails are slightly dirty.
Other: Interested in creepers, because of their strange behavior and cunning. Because of their fairly advanced intelligence, he believes that friendly tries are not impossible.
That laziness thing?
LOL HAHAHAH NO.
haha! I knew you had it in you. Accepted.
I'm wrote a story. You should read it.
100 Days to Mine
Already read it? Try the sequel,
Vagrants of the Mine
Finished that? Check the next one,
Resurrection of the Mine
Follow me on Twitch and Twitter,
@zuned11 and Twitch/zuned11
((trying to get rid of myself for the night. going to bed have fun :biggrin.gif:))
I awoke in a cold sweat. Sitting up in my shabby cloth bed, I look out one of the many windows lining my small mountain-side home. It was still fresh night, the groans of zombies and the rattling of the skeletons ringing with a sort of rhythm. I stood up and walked over to the hollow, rotted hunk of wood I call a chest. I pulled out my trusted stone sword and a couple pieces of flint. As I left my humble dwelling, a thought vibrated through every cell in my body, over and over. Something big is going to happen.
(Darn my crappy laptop connection!)