Post by faceless on Sept 18, 2008 20:01:55 GMT -5
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Username: faceless
Gender: Mods only. See profile~
Other Character(s):
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Name: Logan Lagothe DCCXIV (or the Seven-hundred and Fourteenth)
Alias: Mirai Naito (A joke. Meaning that a "young" shinigami may be a future success, but is basically worthless at the present.)
Age: 299 years old
Gender: Male
Race: Humanoid (Shinigami)
Alignment: Evil
Origin: The Fifth Realm of Gray
Appearance:
Tall, shrouded in mist, and lanky.
Personality: Save it for the roleplay.
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Class: Warrior
Weapons:
Abilities:
Items:
Equips:
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As it has Always Been
Anubis. Morrigan. Azrael. The Grim Reaper. All names for the thing that never sleeps. A frightening prospect for some; a fact of life for the rest. Those that welcome it, that embrace it and are chosen become Shinigami. Death gods.
Logan Lagothe is the offspring of many generations or pure shinigami, his sire created shortly after the dawn of time by the ruler of the Darkest Realm of Shinigami. A demon in most senses, Logan is driven to hunt down souls to take back to the realms. Death itself is neither cruel nor bloodthirsty.
Logan is both.
Changing Times
The death-dealing practice was once very lucrative. Souls were always available, even without the killing of healthy mortals, the realms were peaceful- if somewhat overrun with shinigami- and the balance between life and death was upheld. In the beginning, all the realms were gray. Nothing was light, and there was no darkness. Death was neither evil nor gracious.
The day came when there could be no middle ground.
Heartless were created. They took the hearts, destroyed the souls. This resulted in a huge imbalance for the world of the shinigami and the other worlds. The very existence of the shinigami relied upon the balance that had been upheld for millennia. Without it, many shinigami began to die, to age like mortals. They decided that they had to evolve before everything was ruined.
A New Beginning
Logan, being young by Shinigami standards, was assigned to stay in one of the remaining gray realms. The gray realms are all that remains of the time before the accursed Heartless were created. The youngest and purest death gods were allowed to stay in the gray lands because they were the strongest of all the realms, giving the shinigami greater power and longevity. Their, Logan continued to fulfill his role as a death god by taking souls.
But it was not the same as it had been.
Half of the time, people would become Heartless before it was their time to die. Logan was disgusted by them, but was ordered not to destroy any of them. He was only to reap souls. This infuriated the shinigami to the point of going rogue. Logan went down to earth, thereby losing many of his shinigami powers, taking with him nothing but his thirst for death and his soul reaper's sword.
He would deal with these blasphemers in his own way, on his own terms. Maybe with a bit of help. Maybe alone as he always had. His destiny was reshaping to fit the new way of things.
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.user.information.
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Username: faceless
Gender: Mods only. See profile~
Other Character(s):
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.general.character.information.
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Name: Logan Lagothe DCCXIV (or the Seven-hundred and Fourteenth)
Alias: Mirai Naito (A joke. Meaning that a "young" shinigami may be a future success, but is basically worthless at the present.)
Age: 299 years old
YOB: 1709 A.D.
Sign: Ox
Gender: Male
Race: Humanoid (Shinigami)
Alignment: Evil
Origin: The Fifth Realm of Gray
Appearance:
Tall, shrouded in mist, and lanky.
Height: 6' 7"[/i]
Weight: 168 lbs
Physique: Well muscled. This part of him goes completely unnoticed when he is wearing traditional clothes.
Hair: Long, dull gray with bright chrome streaks. Logan's completely straight hair is usually just left to hang around his face.
Eyes: White irises. The eyes are slanted up and somewhat slitted.
Skin Color: Ashen
Photo~
Personality: Save it for the roleplay.
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Class: Warrior
Weapons:
Weapon Name: Halfhearted Song
Weapon Description: A long Asian-style sword with a contoured grip.
Unique Notes: Song is unlike any blade crafted by humans in the way that it is imbued with the bitter cold of the Shinigami realm. No mortal or hell-sent being can wield it without suffering a great deal of pain, or eventual death.
Abilities:
Base Ability:
Death: Some darkness is intertwined with everyone's destiny. Death is the lurking promise awaiting fulfillment; Logan's destiny is to feed the darkness of the afterlife with the souls of the innocent, the merciless, the heroic, and the monstrous. His purpose is to claim the souls of the nearly departed before anyone else does.
Sub Abilities:
Cursed Touch: Causes the subject have excruciating headaches. Dodgeable by avoiding physical contact. Lasts 3 rounds. Recharge is long.
Difficulty level: 3/10
Furious Sting: Rush up to the opponent and strike with inhuman speed. Damage is moderate, recharge is moderate, accuracy is moderate.
Difficulty level: 5/10
Shinigami's Eyes: The ability to see the true name and lifespan of other beings. Shinigami are not allowed to reveal either of these to mortals. Difficulty level: 0/10
Difficulty levels denote the amount of effort exerted to be performed. A 0 denotes absolutely no energy loss, a 5 denotes a somewhat tiring attack, and a 10 is completely draining for the better part of the roleplay.
Items:
Equips:
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.story.mode.
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As it has Always Been
Anubis. Morrigan. Azrael. The Grim Reaper. All names for the thing that never sleeps. A frightening prospect for some; a fact of life for the rest. Those that welcome it, that embrace it and are chosen become Shinigami. Death gods.
Logan Lagothe is the offspring of many generations or pure shinigami, his sire created shortly after the dawn of time by the ruler of the Darkest Realm of Shinigami. A demon in most senses, Logan is driven to hunt down souls to take back to the realms. Death itself is neither cruel nor bloodthirsty.
Logan is both.
Changing Times
The death-dealing practice was once very lucrative. Souls were always available, even without the killing of healthy mortals, the realms were peaceful- if somewhat overrun with shinigami- and the balance between life and death was upheld. In the beginning, all the realms were gray. Nothing was light, and there was no darkness. Death was neither evil nor gracious.
The day came when there could be no middle ground.
Heartless were created. They took the hearts, destroyed the souls. This resulted in a huge imbalance for the world of the shinigami and the other worlds. The very existence of the shinigami relied upon the balance that had been upheld for millennia. Without it, many shinigami began to die, to age like mortals. They decided that they had to evolve before everything was ruined.
A New Beginning
Logan, being young by Shinigami standards, was assigned to stay in one of the remaining gray realms. The gray realms are all that remains of the time before the accursed Heartless were created. The youngest and purest death gods were allowed to stay in the gray lands because they were the strongest of all the realms, giving the shinigami greater power and longevity. Their, Logan continued to fulfill his role as a death god by taking souls.
But it was not the same as it had been.
Half of the time, people would become Heartless before it was their time to die. Logan was disgusted by them, but was ordered not to destroy any of them. He was only to reap souls. This infuriated the shinigami to the point of going rogue. Logan went down to earth, thereby losing many of his shinigami powers, taking with him nothing but his thirst for death and his soul reaper's sword.
He would deal with these blasphemers in his own way, on his own terms. Maybe with a bit of help. Maybe alone as he always had. His destiny was reshaping to fit the new way of things.
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao