The Supreme Six

[Relliks Ban]

Plot: In the ancient world, there were six supreme rulers. The people of the ancient world had powers equal to and greater than the the rulers, but didn't know. The people were forced into slavery, and never told the truth. People began to descover their powers, and that if and when they wanted to, could overthrow the supreme ones. When the time came, the people attempted to destroy their rulers, and become their own masters. The people succeded, and locked away the truth about what happened, so that history wouldn't repeat itself. Eventually the magic the people held died. Their offspring were born "normal", and all rememberance of the past was lost, and rewritten.

People wrote of one supreme ruler, and that magic was a thing of the imagination. In the present day, one of the six rulers have been reincarnated. His goal is to ressurect his five siblings, and rule as they used to. Descendants of the ancients who destroyed the supreme ones have been born. They have experienced the same powers their ancesters had in the past few years, but don't know how or why. Usually the descendants realize their power at the age of ten. Can they master their new powers before it's to late, or will the remaining five ancients be ressurected and the world thrown into a life of misery? Will they all be cooperative, or will some crack under fear or pressure, and join the ancients? Of the Descendants, some have the same blood as the supreme ones running through their vains, and are joining the others, but eventually will betray them. The world is in the year 2009, it's all your choice, will you help the world, or destroy it?

(Before we start, no one knows about the Supreme Six, NO ONE)

Rules:
1. No gm
2. No pp (Unless you have permission)
3. No double posts/machine gun posts.
4. Romance is fine, keep it pg13
5. Limit two ooc: per person, per page. Unless it has IC with it.
6. No killing another rper, unless you have permission.
7. Post "My goal is to ___________" Finish the sentence, and don't copy anyone elses.
8. No flaming or anything like that.
9. Fallow the plot, if you go ahaid of it, your out.
10. Felix and myself are the only ones to make plot changes.



Good/Evil Temp:
Name:
Age: (14-30)
Power:( Limit Three per person.)
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Side: Good/Evil/Nuetrel
Bio(Yes, you need one.)


Descendant of Supreme ones temp:
Name:
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Ancestor:(Which supreme one's power you have. One per person. You can make up their name.)
Personality:
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Side: (Will you join the rebels, or join the Supreme ones)
(NOTE: Even if your a descendant, you aren't as powerfull as everyone else, this just adds a twis to the rp.)


Normal person
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Supreme Six elements.
Fire
Earth
Water
Wind
Light
Dark

"My goal is to build a tower of Peanut Butter."
Name: Aiden Roberts

Age: 16

Power(s): Aiden has the ability to manipulate and create force fields. The fields take on a sort of orange color when made, and can be made into a shield, or a ball, to cover Aiden.

He can also create inter-dimensional holes that can only open in different parts of the world. The holes vary on size, depending on what size Aiden makes them. The holes stay open for 5 minutes, or until Aiden closes them.

Appearance: Aiden

Personality: Aiden has an outgoing, and carefree personality. He doesn't take much seriously, but can take on the roll of "leader" if needed. He does have a mature side to him, but he rarely shows that side or him.

Side: Good

Bio: Aiden was born into a normal family. He had it great, until his eleventh birthday. His mother was baking a cake. When Aiden went to take a piece, his mother slapped his hand. Enraged, Aiden created a hole right beneath his mother. She fell in, and appeared in the living room. His parents took him to a psychologist, to see what was wrong with their son. Aiden ran away the night before the appointment, and has been on his own since. Living with his grandfather, Aiden trained his powers, and learned to live with them.




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Descendants of Supreme Six
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[Lycanthrope]

Love this idea, Horatu

"My goal is to dominate the world... XD"

Name: Xonic Cryoliz

Age: 23

Power: Ice and Darkness

Apperance: Xonic typically wears a black cloak with the hood up. but, without the cloak, his long red hair with blue strains dangles to his shoulder blades. He wears a black jumpsuit with a large blue X across his body. He wields two swords, one of ice, and one of darkness. His skin is slightly tan.

Personality: Xonic is a jerk, to say the least. He once was caring, but as his best friend was killed to sacrifice himself, slowly and steadily he became evil.

Side: Evil

Bio: Xonic grew up on his own, on the streets, if you will. His father and brother left to faraway lands when he was two, and his mother died a few years later. But, one day, Xonic and friends noticed a darkness engulfing the world. they too traveled to new lands, defeating it. But, Xonic learned it was his brother in charge, and that one of his best friends, Bleh, was a traitor.

Xonic and Bleh, who had the power of forests and earth, engaged in an epic showdown. Bleh knocked Xonic's blades away, leaving Xonic open for kill. Femix, a close friend of Xonic's dove in front of him to save Xonic, sacrificing her life.

Xonic eventually killed Bleh and his brother, Dartanian. But, that day when Femix died, his being was engulfed by darkness. Xonic could feel rage growing within him, and turned to the darkside.

[Jub Jub376]

My goal is to get a J.O.B.!

Hope the character and everything is okay; If not I'll go back and make changes is needed;

Name: Carcaroth - "The Warg Knight"
Age: 28
Power: Blue Flame - Shadow

Uses Blue Flames during battle for both attack and defense;
Shadow aids him in hiding from foes and making quick escapes if necessary;

Apperance: Wears soot grey armor, with the helm in the form of a snarling wolf's head during his hideaway time in a museum; Wields longspear and sword; a black silencer pistol with silver bullets during his outings in the real world;

Also wears black cloak, black boots, leggings, etc when out in public; never pulls back his hood;
Personality: Cold, sadistic, doesn't say much, the type that if you mess with him he'll hunt you down!
Side: Neutral
Bio:

A mercenary, he was once known as Kalios Kator, 'The Burning Brand", that sparked the Czarian Crusades. Thus he was comissioned as General of the Western Regiment, and led the five thousand soldiers through the Siege of Hharzen-burg, the fall of Hinden-burg;

After taking the mountain fortress of Hhonz-burg, the supposed impregnable castle was put to siege by the Imperial Rhuzian Army, and the Western Regiment was forced to flee back to Vincarya, capital of the Western Empire.

The Plague struck upon Kalios Kator's entering of Vincarya, and he soon warped, slowly, bit by bit, until he became the feared Warg Knight, Carcaroth, and began his journey back as a mercenary, despite his madness and savagery in both politics and battle.

[Relliks Ban]

ooc: Just lettin' you guys know, the year is 2009....

[Samber]

My goal is to finish the RP!

Good/Evil Temp
Name: Sahara Kline
Age: 22
Power: Power over fire and can see wether or not people have good intentions or not.
Apperance:image, picture by - Photobucket
Personality: Sahara is a perky and bubbly person. Always looking on the brighter side of things, she tends to be a little naive, but she is far from stupid, she is highly intellegent. that's what makes her seem so innocent. Though the cheerful and care-free disposition may seem silly, she is watching everyone's move around her, watching for suspicious behavior.
Side: Good
Bio: Sahara was born among a poor family, when she was young her father always used to take her to a special lake where they used to fish. She had fond memories of that place untill it was destroyed by building development. And soon after that her father caught a sneaky disease and died within two days. She's been alone with her mother ever since, she had no siblings and didn't know what it was like to have one. The closest thing to it was her Yellow Labrador Spike. Though hardly a repacement for a sibling, she loved Spike with all her heart.

When Sahara was 12 her mother suddenly died from what seemed to be the same disease as her father had sustained. She was now all alone, her only compainion was Spike, and still is to this day. Stragely enough the dog is 15 years old and is still energized like he was a puppy.

[keybladeofsteel]

My goal is to find true love. Pretty corny, eh? XP

Name:Ken Haburi
Age: 19
Power: Earth, water, and wind.
Apperance: (Brown, messy hair), (Blue shirt), (Cargo pants with a red and black belt), (Blue eyes), (Black skate shoes).
Personality: Against both sides of the equation, lonely.
Side: Neutral
Bio: Parents murdered at a young age. Has lived most of his life alone. Doesn't even have a home. Not much else is known about him.

How's that Hotaru? =3

[Crash!]

"My goal is to get off my ass and do something..."

Name: Rae Axelrod

Age: 16

Power: Rae has gained the power to manipulate his sourroundings. Therfore, he can create a giant wall of dirt if he is around earth substances.

Also, Rae has great speed, agility and reflexes. None of that which could be matched.

Apperance: Rae Axelrod

Personality: Rae tends to be calm at most times, but his immaturity shows when he's off guard. The fact that he lives like an only child makes him even less of a talker.

Side: Good

Bio: Rae was born on the country side with his two older brothers and younger sister. On Rae's eleventh birthday his parents were killed and he wandered the hills and grasslands, and as time passed, lost sight of his siblings. One rainy evening Rae had given up hope to survive, and eventually passed out in a small town. What seemed like and eternity was only a week. On a Saturday morning Rae found himself wrapped up in blankets and in a huge bed. As soon as he awoke he walked out onto a balcony edge. There he sat on the edge and looked at the sunrise. Moments later, a maid quietly snuck up on him and tapped his shoulder. With a startleing surprise, Rae lost his balance and slipped off the balcony. While falling Rae out stretched his arm as a natural reaction, but once he did he earth underneath him rose and created a small slide to break his fall. Ever since then Rae has been pushing his powers to the limit on order to change the world.

[Relliks Ban]

Ok, your guy's temps are good. Keybladeofsteel, there hasn't been any slavery....for a couple years now..


Aiden walked onto the steps of New York's museum. It was cold out, so he had a jacket on. "When will they be here?" he asked himself, watching as his breath became visible in the cold. "I'm sure they got a note as I did." He said, pulling out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Dear Aiden,

I know of your powers, and there are many like you, many that posses specail abilities. If you will meet me at the Natural History Museum, I would be more than grateful to speak to you about the powers. Many more will come.

Anonymous

Aiden sat on the steps, looking out, wondering when the rest would come.

[Crash!]

Rae stepped out from his shower and ran his fingers through his hair. Earlier, he was out working in the fields, arranging the rows for the crop season. Nothing had changed in the past five years he was living in the town. Some people avoided him due to his powers. While others, help him become smarter and stronger.

Once he finally got dressed, Rae stepped out into the hallway waiting for his messeges. Moments passed and finally he retrived his mail by himself. There were numerous letters, but most of them were junk mail. All but one stood out from the others. It was a blue envelope and it was some strange designs all over it. Rae read the letter as fast as he had opened it.

"New York City. Not but a few hundred miles from here."

Rae flopped onto his bed and pulled on his earphones. The blasting rock music would be sure to block out any sound. In the meantime he would have to contemplate his means of transportation to New York.

[Jub Jub376]

Carcaroth leaned against a wall next to a bus stop, his face enshadowed within his hood, but his piercing ice cold blue eyes never ceased to move. Bored, he walked along and snuck around the corner, and quickly hijacked a black Ferrari that just happened to be sitting idly next to the curb, and drove off, obeying the speed limit and such, until he came by a small restaurant across the street from the Musuem of Natural History, usually Carcaroth's daytime hideaway, within his suit of armor, now in his apartment due to personal reasons.

He sat down at the back corner table as he always did, and ordered the usual - cheeseburger and a coke, fries, and a latte for later. He silently ate his meal, observing the people about him, viewing the street outside through the wall of windows and lines of metal.

Once finished with the cheeseburger and fries, he took a toothpick and started cleaning his teeth, ensuring nothing was stuck inbetween them, and drank the rest of his Coca-cola, threw the trash away, and sipped on his latte, leaning back in his chair, watching the cars go by.

[Samber]

Sahara was eating her breakfast when somthing flew into her apartment, she then caught it in midair, it was a piece of papaer, a letter if you will. And strangely enought, it was addressed to her.

"Naural History Museum? I may as well check it out..." She said to herself. She got her purse and went out the door.

She had finally reached the museum, it was only a few blocks away from where she lived. There was a boy sitting on the steps of the museum, as if he were waiting. She decided to ask.

"Hello, you wouldn't have happened to get a letter to come here, would you?"

[Lycanthrope]

Xonic was sitting down by the river near his headquarters, washing a poor victims blood off of his blades.He was in a battle that day, himself vs. three lowly former slaves. He hated those wretched peasants, and that was reciprocated. He is one not to underestimate, as it almost always ending up in death.

He dried his blades back at the HQ. The distance between the HQ and his house was relatively short, about 2 miles at most.

He walked into his library, figuring he had best read up on some history of this world. Xonic is an extremely intelligent young man, and that was proven by his survival alone on the streets. You see, his father and brother left when he was two, and his mother died when he was six. He needed that time as emotional rehabilitation of sorts. He had once forgotten about these years and his family, but they all came back to him piece by piece when his brother tried to dominate. That was when Xonic was good. Now, darkness is strong inside his being. The light is no more, and his twilight is no more.

[keybladeofsteel]

Originally Posted by Hotaru_Barkwater

Ok, your guy's temps are good. Keybladeofsteel, there hasn't been any slavery....for a couple years now..

OOC: Oh. Oops. Sorry dude. I was tired......XP I edited my temp then. ^^

IC: Ken sat in the alleyway he basically called home. Or rather, the courtyard in the alley was his home. He looked up at the roof above him and saw a piece of paper fall to him. He caught it and glanced at it. It was addressed to him. "What? Something addressed to me?" He opened it and read its contents. "The museum, eh? That's not far. I think I'll go check it out then. Obviously, this guy knows me somehow." He figured. He got up and ran into his courtyard/home and picked up his skateboard. Setting it on back on the ground, he got on it, and without even kicking with his foot, he was off, as if a strong gust of wind blew him away.

He made it to the museum and saw people waiting on a steps. He got off the skateboard and held it. He walked over to them. "Are you guys here about a letter?" He asked, curiously.

[Relliks Ban]

Aiden looked up from the piece of paper he held in his hands. "Hello, you wouldn't have happened to get a letter to come here, would you?" Aiden looked at the girl who asked the question. "Ya, got it about a day ago." He said. "You too?" He asked, looking at another person walk up to them, a boy. "Are you guys here about a letter?" He stuffed the paper in his pocket. "Ya. So what kind of powers do you guys have?" He asked, standing up.

[Lycanthrope]

Xonic looked up at the sky. It was about 4 in the afternoon, and a nice, crisp breeze was flowing through the air. He loved his solitude, but, he decided to stir things up in the nearest city, New York City.

Oh what joy it is to disturb such a large city. Not too far away, about 30 minutes by his motorcycle.

He hopped on his cycle and sped off to the Big Apple. His first thoughts about his stop were hard, but, he decided to do something to end knowledge of past events. hence, he would arrive at the Natural History Museum.