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[Jopari]

Division by Zero: Emissary {A KH RP}

The RP thread is located here.

From the Journal of the Keybearer:

“We found their stronghold today, and it’s nothing like we expected. They have expanded far deeper than we thought. Our entire plan changes from here on in. Right now we have about 50 people capable of fighting, and the plan is still in action. Tomorrow we’ll attack the fortress and breach the gates.

From there it’s all a matter of cutting the head off the snake.”

Twenty years ago everything was lost. Everything. The little pinpricks of light in the sky went black and they never came back. The knowledge that kept our little worlds turning fled our minds and we never quite got the grasp again. It all slipped away in one day.

We survived somehow, but it took a lot of work. Twenty years of progress and we’ve almost reclaimed the last bits of technology that we lost. Our streets are lit once again, and our water flows, but the castle is still dark. Tomorrow we will reclaim even that. Our world will be radiant again.

~~~

We made a mistake. We weren’t ready, but we can’t go back now. The castle was dark for a reason, but the fools we were, we woke it up. Power flowed into those old conduits again and it moved. In one great shaking breath it moved. The entire thing came to life in all its glory.

It also woke up the things in the darkness that we’d forgotten. The beings of darkness that hunted for our hearts. They took half of the technicians before we could even run. We sealed them up in there. The castle is crawling with them now. We can’t shut it down now though. The entire town would die.

There is some light though. At the same moment the castle lit up the stars returned. We can see them now. All those little lights in the sky. Our books say they’re all worlds. They’re back, just like us, but if we’re right then they’re under siege by darkness too.

Before we fled the castle we saw a door. It wasn’t like the normal ones, this one was more like a door into another world. It shimmered with a strange light. We think this is the way to the other worlds, and the way to help.

Maybe someone out there remembers how to fight these things, and they can help us. A few of us will go through the door, but only the youngest. The ones who were born after the Forgetfulness will be our emissaries to the stars.

The Story So Far….

Twenty years ago a great Forgetfulness befell the worlds, and they forgot everything up to that point. The worlds went dark and everyone was cut off. It was peaceful, but they were lost. Twenty years were spent rebuilding the worlds, until one world restored their castle.

Darkness filled the castle, but the worlds were connected again. In an attempt to find someone who remembered a group of emissaries are to be sent on a quest to the worlds.

The Forgetfulness

The Forgetfulness took everyone's memories. One day twenty years ago everyone woke up and realized that they knew almost nothing. People remembered the instinctual things though. Everyone remembered their own name, their date of birth, and where they lived. However, they lost the names of everything. Proper nouns lost all meaning. History was worthless, and technology was almost completely alien.

The Rules….

1. Literacy: It is a requirement for this RP. Errors are expected, but if you can’t break out of chatspeak for a few paragraphs to post in English then you should find a different RP.
2. Maturity: There is a high chance that this RP will face mature subjects, like violence and death and philosophy. If you can’t handle it find a different RP.
3. Romance: Totally allowed. Keep it within forum rules however.
4. GodModing & PowerPlaying: There will be none of it. You will get one warning. No more. After that you will be ejected. No ifs, ands, or buts. Receiving permission beforehand to act on behalf of another character is fine.
5. Activity requirements will vary depending upon how important your character is to the plot. Canon characters and plot sensitive characters will have higher requirements. No matter who you are, each post must have one complete paragraph. (5 sentences)
6. Killing is not allowed without permission of myself or the person being killed.

The Template….

Name:
Alias:
Gender:
Age:
Physical Description:
Clothing/Equipment: (KH influenced)
Biography:
-History
-Personality
Abilities: (Optional)
Weaponry: (no Keyblades yet)
Misc. Information:
Media:
-theme songs
-videos

Emissaries…

James Lupinox ~ Wheepop
Victoria Saunders ~ Chromatic_Chaos
Leonard Turinwald ~ Jopari
Sora ~ sorafinalform
Kenji Yamamoto ~ King Wolfe
Carter Ino ~ cloudwolf124
Kevin Orever ~ User Name

[Chromatic]

Name: Victoria Saunders
Alias: Not really an alias, but those closer to her usually call her Vikki, or sometimes Vikks
Gender: Female
Age: 18

Physical Description:
Stands at height of about 5’6’’ with a build akin more to that of an athlete. Her eyes are a deep shade of hazel, which, when in the sunlight appear to be a warm black color. The most defining feature of her youthful face is her nose, which has hint of the stereotypical Italian look to it. Her teeth are slightly yellowed, but not so much that it detracts from her smiles, which give off an innocent, and friendly aura. Her hair runs roughly six inches past her shoulders, and is primarily black, although at certain times of the year, it starts to change color a bit, and develops redish streaks. She most often wears it tied back in a ponytail, and left with a fringe on the right side of her face just off to the side of her eye. When face with the prospect of battle, she ties the tail up in a bun to lessen any hindrance that may come from it.

Clothing/Equipment:
Her style of dressing is relatively simple, when compared to most others. She prefers the simplicity, and sees it as an advantage in the long run, especially when the need to battle comes around. As she enjoys saying: "If you don't want it ruined, then don't wear it." Her torso adorns a blue vest (similar Fuu's), worn over a long sleeved white T-Shirt. Keeping up with the simplicity, she wears a pair of passed knee length athletic shorts, colored black, with white stripes running down the outer side of the legs. Her shoes are a well broken in pair of white, and light blue, well broken in running sneakers.

Her only real equipment is a small, notepad sized booklet, which she stows away in her vest pocket. Within this booklet is a list of various magical spells and enchantments, which she put together with her mother about a year ago. Each spell and enchantment is given its incantation, and a quick hint as to what the effect of it is (an enchantment for breathing under water might say something like "breath fishy").

Biography:

-History-
Tracing Vikki's family line back would reveal to one that she has had ancestors in many well revered sorcerers, and sorceresses, spanning back several hundreds of years. It is even a likelihood that she is distantly related to the great Yen Sid somewhere along the lines, though this would be an task nigh impossible, following the onset of the Forgetfulness. Regardless, magic within her family has spanned numerous generations of men and women, including both her parents, and herself (though her mother's is more developed than her father's). However, the genetic carrier of sorcery has, within her family, been in a decline into being recessive, as the family has been intertwining with other families over the years for the sake of survival.

When it was found that a strange darkness was forming, a team of "representatives" found their way to the Saunders' residence. At first, they called for Vikki's elder brother, Kyle. But at the time, Kyle had been missing for several months for unknown reasons, though it was reportedly for work reasons, and the family had, until recently, been receiving what were, at the time, unbeknown false letters from him. Thinking that he was still safe, and well, they informed the representatives that Kyle was away on a work assignment, and that he was unavailable.

After hearing of this development, which they were surprisingly unmoved by, they turned to the young Vikki. As though it had been their intention all along, they proposed that Vikki be sent out as an emissary in Kyle's stead. At this request, there was a brief moment of friction. While Vikki;s mother expressed her pride that her daughter would be able to aid in the extinguishing of such darkness, her father had been outraged that the representatives would even think to send a young woman into such danger. The argument ultimately culminated in Vikki's mother reminding her father of the magical blood within her, and that with a bit of pre-journey tutoring, she would be just fine.

Caving in at this logic, Mr. Saunders allowed for his wife to teach Vikki a bit more of magic, and allow her to embark on her quest. For only five days, five days of an entire lifetime, Vikki learned nearly all of the magic that her mother could recall from her youth, and, with her mother's help, compiled a small notebook of spells and enchantments that there was simply no time to learn. Before Vikki left, her mother gave her one last, but brief lesson.

"Victoria," she said, "if there is one thing that you must remember about magic, it's that you must believe, deep in your heart, in your purpose for using it. Without that belief, your magic will never reach its greatest potential."

With these words ringing in her head, Vikki departed from her home, in search of the others that had been sent out in search of what the representatives had referred to as "memories". In her quest for these memories, she has a high hope of finding out of the fate of her brother, and hopes that the others that she meets will help her.

Family:

Jim and Laura Saunders -
Respectively, Vikki's father and mother, and the only people close to her that continue to call her by her full name on a consistent basis. Both of them are able to perform magic, though they haven't done so in several years. Her mother is, slightly so, the more accomplished in this field, though her father is no push over himself.

Kyle Saunders -
The older (and only) brother of Vikki. Some time ago, he began writing home, assumed from his work place, saying that there was a "massive project in the works", and that they didn't want him leaving for any reasons, even family. While skeptical, the family accepted this as a thing of life, and agreed that it would be best not to fret over it. But recently, his letters have stopped coming, and the family is slightly more worried than they had been before.

-Personality-
To put it in simplest terms, Vikki is a very confusing individual to those that don't know her very well. Such people often judge her as being shallow, and ditsy, but they simply haven't broken through her cheery, overly energetic surface. Beneath the shallow exterior of her personality, she is a deeply philosophical, and storied individual, whose heart has many stories to tell. It is beyond her surface character in which she is the most confusing, as her philosophical nature can make her a difficult person to fully understand.

In terms of her interactions with others, she seems to have the most contact, emotionally and physically, with those that she likes (though logic would clearly point to this as a default. Yet there have been a few people, with whom she feels a strong connection to, who she does not interact with as actively. But for the most part, light physical contact, such as playful pokes and prods, and friendly bumps are usually an indication of a liking of a person. Similarly, she may toy around with those that she likes in such ways as briefly taking a small article of clothing (such as a hat or glove).

Abilities:
Vikki comes off of a somewhat fragmented line of sorcerers and sorceresses, and has, to her, and her mother's pleasure, been lucky enough to inherit the sorcery gene. As such, she primarily channels raw magical energy, and uses the spells both from her own memory, and her small spell book.

Weaponry:
Her weapon at this point is a hand carved, oak staff, that resembles more of a hiking stick than a tool of sorcery. Upon receiving the staff, she used a enchantment on it to make it impervious to fire, which, given the amount of skill with which it was designed, is its only real weakness.

Misc. Information:
Not known to anyone outside of her friends and family at home, she has a rather delicate left shoulder. She received the initial injury at the age of 13 when she got caught in a small street side scuffle. Ever since, the shoulder has been acting up from time to time, and when an excess amount of pressure is put on it, the fullness of the pain is brought up, leaving her slightly incapacitated for a bit. But it's nothing that a bit of ice can't help. She would use magic to fix it, but she doesn't feel that it would be natural to do, and it isn't entirely necessary.

Media:
-theme song-

-videos-

[Wheepop]

I would like to join this, it sounds pretty interesting.

Name: James Lupinox

Alias: None, just James.

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Physical Description: James is 5'11" and is of a thin, lanky build. He has blackish purple hair and dark blue, almost black eyes. His face could be describe as of a quality slightly above average. James' skin is extremely pale, almost to the point where it is pure white.

Clothing: He wears a dark purple t-shirt with a layer of chain mail underneath. A pair of black knuckle gloves and a black ring on his left thumbs cover his hands. He wears a simple pair of black pants with some pockets for item storage. His shoes are an old pair of black work boots.

Equipment: He doesn't carry any equipment besides his weapon.

Biography:

History: It was a dark alley in the middle of the city. No one was around except for the gang of older children. They were surrounding him, so there was no chance to escape.

"So, what are you doing out and about at night, runt? Everyone knows that the streets are dangerous at night, especially to a weakling like you."

"I...got lost coming home from an errand for my mom. I'm just passing through."

"Oh really, mama's boy? Well, what's in the bag?" The brute grabbed for James' package, but he dodged away. The larger boy tripped, and fell into a nearby garbage can. In his rage, the boy threw a punch to James' face. James flinched as he waited for the fist to slam into his face, but something else happened entirely.

The boy started moving at a snail's pace. James watched as his fist slowly crawled through space. He was still moving at full speed, so he was able to sidestep the punch and hit the other boy multiple times before he could even draw his hand back. The bully fell down, unconcious, and time returned to normal.
The other children stared at him in shock, and then ran away.

After the incident in the alley, none of the other kids talked to him or got anywhere near him. They were scared of James and his power. Instead of lamenting over his situation, he purchased himself a sword and trained hard everyday, in private. He focused all of his energy on becoming a better fighter, and he master his ability to view time in an advantageous way.

A couple of years passed by. The others his age still viewed him as strange, but no longer avoided him.
He settled into a reletively normal life, until he heard about the door to other worlds that had appeared. James knew his fighting skills could be a great asset, and volunteered to go on the mission to the stars.

Personality: James is very quiet most of the time, but if he feels an important point needs to be made or someone else needs to be defended, he is not afraid to speak up. He is also extremely intelligent, and loves nothing more than a puzzle. James is polite and nice to those he likes and who he is first meeting, but those who have harmed him or his friends before can expect nothing but a cold form of rudeness.

Abilities: James is able to process sensory information at a high rate, allowing him to react with extreme speed to enemy attacks. (Thanks for helping me clarify, CC!)

Weaponry: James uses a short sword of no special interest that he bought at a local store. The sword is about 2' long, with a black handle. He carries the sword in a scabbard on his back, and can uses it with a high degree of skill. It almost feels like an extention of his arm.

Misc Information: Because of his love of knowledge, he is often reading, writing, or doing some sort of puzzle when he is not training. James also love riddles.

[Poker Face]

This sounds good, i'll have a template up as soon as possible.

[Chromatic]

Originally Posted by Wheepop

I would like to join this, it sounds pretty interesting.

Name: James Lupinox

Alias: None, just James.

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Physical Description: James is 5'11" and is of a thin, lanky build. He has blackish purple hair and dark blue, almost black eyes. His face could be describe as of a quality slightly above average. James' skin is extremely pale, almost to the point where it is pure white.

Clothing: He wears a dark purple t-shirt with a layer of chain mail underneath. A pair of black knuckle gloves and a black ring on his left thumbs cover his hands. He wears a simple pair of black pants with some pockets for item storage. His shoes are an old pair of black work boots.

Equipment: He doesn't carry any equipment besides his weapon.

Biography:

History: It was a dark alley in the middle of the city. No one was around except for the gang of older children. They were surrounding him, so there was no chance to escape.

"So, what are you doing out and about at night, runt? Everyone knows that the streets are dangerous at night, especially to a weakling like you."

"I...got lost coming home from an errand for my mom. I'm just passing through."

"Oh really, mama's boy? Well, what's in the bag?" The brute grabbed for James' package, but he dodged away. The larger boy tripped, and fell into a nearby garbage can. In his rage, the boy threw a punch to James' face. James flinched as he waited for the fist to slam into his face, but something else happened entirely.

The boy started moving at a snail's pace. James watched as his fist slowly crawled through space. He was still moving at full speed, so he was able to sidestep the punch and hit the other boy multiple times before he could even draw his hand back. The bully fell down, unconcious, and time returned to normal.
The other children stared at him in shock, and then ran away.

After the incident in the alley, none of the other kids talked to him or got anywhere near him. They were scared of James and his power. Instead of lamenting over his situation, he purchased himself a sword and trained hard everyday, in private. He focused all of his energy on becoming a better fighter, and he master his ability to view time in an advantageous way.

A couple of years passed by. The others his age still viewed him as strange, but no longer avoided him.
He settled into a reletively normal life, until he heard about the door to other worlds that had appeared. James knew his fighting skills could be a great asset, and volunteered to go on the mission to the stars.

Personality: James is very quiet most of the time, but if he feels an important point needs to be made or someone else needs to be defended, he is not afraid to speak up. He is also extremely intelligent, and loves nothing more than a puzzle. James is polite and nice to those he likes and who he is first meeting, but those who have harmed him or his friends before can expect nothing but a cold form of rudeness.

Abilities: James is able to slow down his own perception of time, allowing him to react with amazing speed to an enemies' attack.

Weaponry: James uses a short sword of no special interest that he bought at a local store. The sword is about 2' long, with a black handle. He carries the sword in a scabbard on his back, and can uses it with a high degree of skill. It almost feels like an extention of his arm.

Misc Information: Because of his love of knowledge, he is often reading, writing, or doing some sort of puzzle when he is not training. James also love riddles.

Just a thought for you:
James' perception of time would equate to how fast he processes it. Since it only works on his perception, then that would mean that time itself still flows as normal. Ultimately, he's putting himself at a disadvantage, as everything is technically moving at the same speed. He'd just be seeing things as moving slower, when they're really not.

I'll also add that if you were to slow down your perceptions, then your reaction speed would be hindered as well, as it would take longer for the brain to communicate with the body that a specific motion must be made. I'm not trying to bash your character, just giving you a helpful hint, s you can avoid trouble.

If you really want to go with an enhanced reaction time, you could have James' ability be that his he can process sensory information at faster speeds (which is what perception is). It would result in the same ability to react faster to attacks.

[sorafinalform]

Name: Sora

Alias: Prince of Hearts

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Physical Description:Sora Jr. -Color Speed Run by *MetaKnightmareGirl on deviantART

Clothing/Equipment: Crystal Crown, Omega Arts, Cosmic Arts

Biography: He has always tried his hardest to be the best at what he does, but no matter how hard he tries he just feels like it's still not enough. He has this feeling that the moves that he does and the magic he uses can all be done at a higher level. A level that he wants to get to. He likes to test his strength against people that are older than him. When he does this he feels like he is fulfilling something that has been missing. He wants to become the king of what he does, and until he feels like he has mastered his skills he wants to remain the Prince of Hearts.

History: He doesn't really remember to much of anything just like everyone else around here. The last thing he can remember was being on an unfamiliar planet and the site of a man walking towards a ship, stopping, and looking back with a huge grin on his face. Even though the man was smiling Sora Jr. was crying. He wants to know when that was and who the person was. This memory plays back over and over in his dreams but it stops before he can see the face. Now he lives in an inn at Radiant Gardens.

Personality: He hates it when adults treat him like he is any less a warrior than they are. When they do it infuriates him. Then he challenges them to a duel. When he fights these people he shows them just how weak they are. Even though he can have a temper when it comes down to people not respecting his talent, he has a very kind spirit. He likes to be around other people and finds it very easy to communicate with someone on a really intimate level. Some say that he's to naive but he likes being the way he is. When he feels like he can trust someone then he does.

Abilities: dodge roll, gaurd, counterattack, glide, high jump, sonic blade, strike raid, stop, cura,

Weaponry:

Long Wooden Fantasy sword by ~114th-Wolf on deviantART
Weapon he uses to practice with.

Samurai Sword by ~pureatheism on deviantART
A sword that was made to reflect the attitude of Sora Jr. It changes according to his attitude. At least thats what the blacksmith said. He has yet to see it change. When it was made the Blacksmith said that he made a sword with potential that was yet to be unlocked.

[Wheepop]

Thanks, that was ultimately what I was going for, and I said that he was still able to move at his normal speed during a fight in the story, but I can see where it is unclear. I'll go edit that now.

[Endless Warrior Sora]

Sounds cool, I may join this...

[sorafinalform]

almost done editing my temp!!!

[Jopari]

@ Wheepop: You are accepted. Thank you for clarifying that one issue.

@ CC: Once you finish the history you're accepted. I really like your character.

@ sorafinalform: I don't have an issue with your concept so much, but the execution is lacking. I'll PM you with details of what needs to be changed.

[sorafinalform]

Is that better? i mean... i hope so

[Jopari]

Name: Leonard Turinwald
Alias: Often called Len by friends and family
Gender: Male
Age: 18

Physical Description: Len is about 6’ tall and has a lithe build. He has short blonde hair that sticks up in a mess of spikes and looks to be almost gray in the sunlight. This graying appearance used to get him teased. His eyes are an incredibly pale blue that is almost silvery gray. Len has sharp cheekbones and jawbones, but they still don’t fit his full lips. His nose is a tad large, and points downward at the tip.

Clothing/Equipment: Len has a flashy dress style, focusing on aesthetics over function, but he doesn’t sacrifice much. Len wears a loose white collared shirt, buttoned up to just below the neck and tucked in. Over this he wears a well fitting black blazer with crimson trim and zippers instead of buttons on the sleeves. He generally leaves theses unzipped for ease of motion, but in cold weather he’ll zip them up. He wears a pair of black leather fingerless gloves that end just after the first knuckle on all but the first finger on each hand. To cover his legs he wears a pair of black jeans with a red trim along the outside of seam of each leg. Up the middle of each leg is a long zipper outlined in red that extends from cuff to halfway up the thigh. He usually leaves the very bottom unzipped a slight amount to accommodate his oversized black sneakers. Around his waist he wears a loose leather belt that is slung at an angle.

Len doesn’t carry much in the way of equipment, but he does wear a pair of light greaves underneath his jeans to protect his shins due to his emphasis on kicking in his combat style. Other than that he carries a small pouch on his belt that contains a flashlight.

Biography:
-History-
Leonard was born two years after the Forgetfulness to a loving mother and father, but the world hadn’t quite recovered at the time. Nights were still dark for the first few years of his life, and it left a lasting impression on him. By the time he was five however, the lights were back on. Len began to recover from his fear of the darkness while he attended school with the other children.

Lessons were short however, as the adults could only cover the most basic things after the Forgetfulness. They learned some things though, like music. People had remembered music and the arts and Len loved it. He even learned to play piano and he became interested in dancing.

By the time Leonard reached his teen years people were back on track towards remembering the things they’d lost. Len and his friends were doing the normal teen things, exploring and play fighting, while the adults attempted to rebuild what was lost. He was happy, but always curious about what happened before everyone forgot the past, and when the castle was awoken he gladly volunteered to be an Emissary.

-Personality-
Leonard tends to be a very superficial person to those who just meet him. His flashy style and attitude tend to alienate people. Once you get through his seemingly elitist attitude Len is actually a very kind human being. He is very passionate about the arts, and loves to dance. The lack of substance on the outside keeps him isolated however, and only his few close friends truly know him.

The people who do approach him find him slightly sarcastic, but intelligent. He doesn’t take cheap shots at a person and his sarcasm is only posturing. Those who stick around will soon find themselves deep in conversation of the artistic merits of wrought iron fencing, or the patterns in the cobblestones. The people he likes the best generally find his strange conversations to be endearing in a small way, if slightly odd.

Abilities: Len is a very agile and lithe individual, and his interest in dancing has made him very graceful and coordinated. He is able to tumble, jump, and roll easily even while in the middle of combat, and it is almost impossible to knock him off his feet.

Weaponry: Leonard’s weaponry consists of only his fists and feet, though the reinforced leather of his gloves protects him, and his greaves serve the same purpose for his legs.

Misc. Information: Len is afraid of the dark. Not a paralyzing fear, but rather a paranoid fear. His night blindness forces him to move slowly in the dark, being careful not to walk into anything, but it’s the paranoia of not seeing things coming that generates his fear. A little bit of light goes a long way to ease this fear.

[sorafinalform]

okay here we go!!! only a few more people!!!

[Chromatic]

OK, my bio is up, and I've got a thought regarding Vikki's brother.

[sorafinalform]

well i think i might have gotten one more person... im off to get another