[rp] World Of Anarchy [cancelled]

Constantine walks back to his home.

 

Constantine
It's destroyed. Everything is destroyed from the black hole.

A. Free Action

 

Constantine starts rummaging through the remains.

 

Constantine
Destroyed buildings, broken weapons, dead bodies are everywhere. No one is alive except for you.

A. Free Action

 

Constantine rummages around for any good weapons.

 

Constantine
Nope. Looks like everything was looted.

A. Free Action

 

"Damn." Constantine says, looking around for the junk gun.

 

Constantine
Before you look around for the junk gun, you see a massive group of Nomads and Collectors coming towards the camp.

A. Free Action

 

This is a modified application from a dead RP. ^^
Therefore some things in the application might not be exactly like they are supposed to be in your RP.
Please tell me if I have to change something.

Character name:
Ira Impetus

Age:
What would be equal to 22 human years in elven years. No idea how much that is.
She is a young woman is what I'm going for.

Gender:
Female

Race:
Elven shadow

Faction:
None.

Appearance:
As a young female elf, Ira is naturally quite beautiful. She has long blond hair and "burning" (not litterally) red eyes.
She is wearing clothes in red, orange and white. She has a necklace with a very beautiful gem in it. It is shaped like a flame and changes into the different colors of one.

-Abilities:
Ignis Incendium (Passive):
Ira has control of fire. She can manipulate it. Think firebenders from Avatar.
She can also to some degree create small flames. These are very small and is not enough to really damage anyone except for direct contact, and are used mainly as utility.

Burning temper (Passive):
If Ira gets angry, her magical abilities are enhanced.
It also comes with some physical alterations to her body and looks. Her body temperature rises significantly and her eyes seem more on fire than usually. Her hair will catch on fire, but will not be damaged.
If she gets really mad though her hair will rise straight up in the air and Ira will have a firey aura around her. This is pretty much her ultimate power. She is INCREDIBLY strong in this form but is uncontrollable and it takes alot to activate. This is when she has the power to burn down a city, but it is REALLY rare. think "best friend from childhood stabbed me in the back" angry. (Or something like that)
In this extreme she can use up more ST than the has normally, but can easily use too much and completely drain her energy making her unconscious.
She can send out a strong explosion from her body in this state. This will drain her incredibly much and will make her unconscious if strong enough.

-Spells:
Pyroblast:
Ira will channel a large ball of fire which on impact will explode.
The longer the channel the stronger the fireball and the more ST it takes. This can get a seriously big.

Conjure:
Ira can conjure physical objects of fire. These can be for utility but are mostly weapons.
These objects will disintegrate if they get out of 5 meters range of Ira, so no ranged weapons.
This takes ST depending on size. Things like swords whips shields and stuff in that "standard" sizecategory are 8 ST.
Conjure can be used to create small messages. That doesn't take a lot of ST since the message doesn't have to be stable.

Impulse of fire:
Ira sends out a strong short range wave of fire that knocks anything it hits away. And of course it also damages things :P
If in extreme cases of Burning Temper Impulse of fire will be a continuous stream of fire.

Weapon:
Has none. Uses what she conjures using Conjure.
One of her favorite weapons is her signature fire whip (Kinky I know ;).

Backstory:
Ira was born in the elven city of Apstrus, in a world that is not this one. Deep in the woods, far away from other civilisation. Her father died a long time ago when she was little. She never really met him.
For a long time her powers were unknown to the other elves. She kept them for herself and her mother. She was afraid that the other elves would banish her. They thought of fire as chaos, death and destruction. They failed to see the beauty of a flame. The chaos of the flame is what made it beautiful in Ira's mind. Ira also knew something they didn't. Fire is not just death. Fire is life. Many other races has built their civilisations on fire. Fire is rebirth. Where the others saw a dead tree turned to ash, Ira saw the plants that cherished in the ash. Fire bring a light in the darkness.

Ira loved to spend hours sitting and gazing into one of the flames she created. She only almost burned her home down three times, until one fateful day when her anger took over. Ira had always been angry, but with her mother's she had been able to calm herself. Not this time though.
Ira was sitting in the living room staring into a flame she had conjured in her fist, when suddenly there was a powerful but steady knock on the door. She sat there for a second confused. Elves usually didn't knock like that. Then it was there again. *Knock, knock, knock.* Then she dispersed the flame and walked over to the door. "I'm coming!" Ira opened the door, and outside stood at least a dousin elven soldiers in their golden armor which glittered in the light. At the front stood the high general of the elven army. Ira stood there in shock for a few seconds. The soldiers began pouring into her house as the general said: "Find her!" Ira snapped out of the shock and exclaimed: "What are you doing? Who are you searching for?" The general answered her: "Don't worry. We're not here for you. We're here for your mother." Ira didn't understand why that would help, but before she could ask why they would do it, her mother came into the room: "What is happening? Oh. Hello. What do I owe the honor?" The soldiers without hesitation begin moving in on her, but Ira quickly stepped in their way with fire in her eyes. Through gritted teeth she asked them: "Why are you doing this!?!" The temperature in the room rose slightly. The general seemed a bit shocked, but got steady again after a few seconds. "Your mother has committed crimes way beyond normal and is to be put before the elven high council of Apstrus." Ira wasn't conviced and confidently said: "I know my mother. She would never harm a living thing. She is definitely not a criminal, but I am curious as to what you think she's done." The general grimly told her: "She hasn't harmed a living thing. She's broken a very fundamental law of nature which is never to be broken." Ira knew what she talked about. Necromancy. Here was something her and the council agreed on. The dead should stay dead. The alternative is terrible and unnatural. A simple word escaped her lips: "No." The temperature rose even more as Ira's hair began rising up and dancing like a flame. A paper caught on fire. The soldiers hands tightened around their weapons, but they waited for the order from their general. Without turning around to face her mom Ira full of anger said: "Tell me that it isn't true! Tell me this is all just a big misunderstanding!... TELL ME!" Her mother answered with silence. "At least tell me why!" Ira said hurt and burning with rage. "Your dad. After his death I was desperate to get him back." The room's temperature rose again and now, even the general seemed nervous. She said with a trembling voice: "Look. We are just here for your mother. Just let us take her and we'll leave." "No." was the answer. Ira didn't know what to do. She was split. Her mother was a Necromancer, but she couldn't just let them take her! This was happening too suddenly for her and she couldn't process what to do. She felt a raw, untamed and overwhelming power build up inside of her. The energy built up inside of her and wanted to get out. It wanted to rush out in every direction. It began surging out from her body all of the stored energy at once. The power overwhelmed her and everything went black. The last thing Ira saw was her house in flames.

When Ira woke up again, she was somewhere. Somewhere that she couldn't recognize. She tried calling for help. Someone. Anyone! But her voice was gone.

Personality:
Just as flames are chaotic Ira is too. As Burning Temper suggests she has somewhat of a temper. She can get angry pretty easily. But! She is not evil. She is actually very friendly and trusting. Often a little too trusting. She doesn't have a big ego, but is mostly pretty confident in her abilities.
She is impulsive and unpredictable.

Blessing:
Doesn't have one. She doesn't even know of the gods. I guess she can get one later.

Starting place:
No mans land.

Other:
Don't piss her off ;)
Just kidding you can piss her off all you want :P

My 2 main reasons for using an old application are:

1. I didn't want to spend a lot of time on an application for an RP that might die soon after.
2. I don't have the time or energy to make a new one currently.

I vote that we keep this RP alive! If you're with me raise your hand!

 

(Of course you post this when I'm about to go to school)

 

No rush ^^

 

Constantine stashes his Legion of Iron insignia and hinds a hiding place.

 

It looks good, but I am still deciding to scrap or not scrap this RP. (Reply to this message when you are ready to play)

Constantine
You threw the insignia in a destroyed tent and hinded a hiding place. The hiding place is the old barracks with many bodies that lost their color.
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After a few minutes, you hear loud footsteps coming in to the camp. It looks like the Nomads and the Collectors are going to talk first.

A. Free Action

 

Constantine listens in.

 

Yeah. We need more people. 2 players aren't really enough :/

 

Constantine
You can't really hear the conversation unless you were closer.

A. Get closer
B. Nah

(Well, three of them went inactive and one quit.)
Ira
Ok. You're walking around No Man's Land until you see a group of people staring at a man with a glowing weapon. Everyone proceeds to run away as the glowing weapon man draws the sword. One of the fleeing people is Bailwolf.

A. Free Action

 

I decide to stay out of whatever is happening.

 

Constantine sits and waits there.

 

Ira
Yeah, you went in the opposite direction of that. Until you see a camp implode.

A. Complain about how strange this world is
B. Continue walking the other direction
C. Free Action

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Constantine
After a while, you hear arrows and bullets flying. You should probably escape while you have the chance.

A. Escape
B. Stay

 

"What the?..." I mumble quietly as I continue walking