-Notice-
CLOSED

For this RP, there will be up to four spots, each role player with up to two characters. These characters can die depending on how they react to certain situations, and their luck in battle. Feel free to create replacement characters, but no more than two of your characters in the rp at a time.

Please keep in mind that this is for more experienced rpers.

I intend to make this roleplay worth my while, so please, for the love of all things good, no power playing or god-mobbing. I reserve the right to ban anyone. period. no arguments. I really appreciate your understanding.

Also, this is a fantasy/sci-fi based rp. Magic is strongly involved. If you so choose, your character can possess some magically based gifts.

Now that the crap is out of the way, ONWARD!!





A threat....

Silent, deadly, nearly unstoppable


The crown of Roanna was the only hope left for the galaxy, no....

the universe


Harshavach has taken everything, our hope, our family, and soon, our lives...

He has destroyed planet after planet, crushing the species that dwell on each one.

He made what once looked like this...



into a tragic waste land such as this...



Queen and goddess Roanna has been missing for over 500 years. The only thing stopping Harshavach was Roanna but now, without her, the universe is hopeless.




unless....



Unless the prophesies were true...


There is a prophesy that has been passed down for hundreds of years that
"Upon the stars' crumble, upon blood shed, when foreign souls are filled with dread, bold heroes arise to the villain's demise. Saviors of the Stars risk death, their sacrifice brings life forthwith."

are you one of the foretold heroes?




(delete parenthesis)
-Name-

-Gender-

-Age-
(must be at least 18)

-Species-
(human, elf, alien ect. pretty much any species works)

-Bio-
(must include current occupation if any)

-Personality-

-Likes-

-Dislikes-

-Appearance-

-Planet-
(can be earth or something you made up)

-Extra-

-Users-

Lalalanmao
(Karina, Orian)

Xedite
(Scias, X)

Piperlake
(Morgan)

Pipps
(Zethrin, Traqil)

Larkien
(Cillian, Tessa)



-Pinglist-

Pipps, Xedite, Piperlake, Lalalanmao, Larkien

-Name-
Zethrin Torrent Palentine

-Gender-
Female

-Age-
19

-Species-
Saqlirian

-Bio-
Info to know- One year for their species is about 5 human years due to planetary rotations and such

Shes an interesting character to say the least. She was born on a small Spartan like planet somewhere, but it is long forgotten. She was a ditzy little girl, full of pranks and fun. A war came as they tend to do, and that side of her fell away from her like a petal of a spring slower in the fall. She began to be more brutal and serious. She began training to be a soldier at the age of seven, which is far from unusual for her species.

By age nine, her training was done and she was ready to fight on her own. She quickly became a soldier like the rest of her kind and helped to fight in the war. The war was between the Saqlire and the Kajunji (basically an anthro hellhound type species). She lost many comrades, but had won the war. By the time the battles had subsided, she was fourteen, and of the Saqlire age to be her own woman. She had made a name for herself as an honorable and fierce soldier, which gave her many job opportunities later in life. Her and a dear friend, Quilin, traveled to earth together in search of jobs as mercenaries or even better, bounty hunters. She found herself able to be the child she once was, but was never the same after the gruesomeness of the violent war she witnessed first hand.

Long story short, there was an incident resulting in the death of her partner. Zeth became much more carless as time progressed, seeing nothing in life to live much for. She had begun to take comfort in an underground pit fight network, occasionally taking her chances in the ring to let loose and clear her mind.

After a few months of free lance fighting, she signed a contract with a man who would serve as her sponsor. She didn't read the fine print until after signing, much to her dismay. This meant that she had to come to the pits on various planets several nights a week, fighting to the death. Should she be the loser of any match, her sponsor can bail her out for a great deal of money, or sell the remaining time on her contract to a new sponsor who would be willing to bail Zeth out. Should neither of these occur, she'd be done for. She only has a few months left on her contract, so soon she'll finally taste sweet freedom once more. Until then, she doesn't bounty hunt, but remains only a contracted pit fighter

-Personality-
She is an annoying mess when she wants to be, but she can be serious when necessary. Zethrin is notorious for being rebellious and doing things as untraditionally as she can manage. This little trouble maker always seems to be trailed by some type of misfortune. She prefers to go solo because every time she has a partner something goes wrong. In her words, she doesn't get emotionally attached, she would rather just avoid the mess.

Once you are able...correction...If you are able to get past her many layers of sarcastic defense, she is very sweet and caring, in her own special way that is. This pink haired mess can be a bit overprotective of what is hers, such as her friends and privacy.

-Likes-
Tracking, causing trouble, chocolate, the blade Quilin gave her before her unfortunate passing

-Dislikes-
Bringing up her past, petty people, pointless arguments

-Appearance-


-Planet-
Teltorin

-Extra-
Little survival tip. Don't touch the horns if you want to live. They are not poisonous, she will just shoot you. Just in case you'd like to know, she is 5'1"




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-Name-
Traqil Yami Tazius


-Gender-
Male

-Age-
20

-Species-
Saqlirian

-Bio-
Traqil was a very important part of Zethrin and Quilin's lives. He was nicknamed Taz, Tacky or TikTac all by Zethrin and Quilin. He got nicknames TikTac because of his constantly minty breath, but the other two were a bit more randomly assigned by his sister. He has been close to Zeth since they were children. They used to do everything together, up until the war that is. They were put in separate regiments and had not been able to see each other for a long time. In the last few days of the war, He was reported missing in action. He had suffered a severe injury to the head and was rescued by a civilian.

After about three weeks of healing, he reemerged into the records as found. By the time he had been able to return to his home town, his sister and friend had already gone to earth. He soon followed after, determined to reunite with them. When he had finally been able to track them both down, his sister had already gone. He discovered that Zethrin blamed herself for the incident.

Although he was deeply pained by the loss of his sister, he could have been more happy to hear that Zeth had still survived. He tracked her down and spent some time with her, learning about what all he had missed and what kind of life she was beginning on earth. While she had no problem taking a job as a ruthless mercenary, he disagreed and decided to stay for more peaceable reasons. He had stayed and taken on the job of a bounty hunter, only hunting the men and women who showed themselves to be cruel and with no respect for lives.

He lives on his own now, usually working as a singer in his local night club, but never getting into any messes like his witty sister. He hasn't seen Zeth in a very long time.


-Personality-
Traqil is very soft spoken and steadfast. His will is unwavering and his heart of gold. This man has never killed unless completely necessary. He values respect and trust above all else and shows determination in upholding himself in these values for the rest of his days.

Traqil has noticeable skills when involving people. Zethrin used to see him as an anchor, like the big brother she never had. He relentlessly seeks to make the lives of those around him brighter and safer in everything he does. He has always displayed himself as level headed, and clever. Spontaneity was never his forte, but he does enjoy fun every so often.

-Likes-
Flowers, books, close friends, respect


-Dislikes-
Destructive foolishness, betrayal, bees


-Appearance-


-Planet-
Teltorin

-Extra-
Zeth is his honorary little sister...if you haven't picked that up yet. No romance. None.

(assuming you're done resing

Lemme res my spot real quick
I'll come back to these lads later)


-Name-
Inspector #A48-C: Axel 'X' Haile

-Gender-
Male

-Age-
30 (Assume this is mental age, too lazy to convert planetary rotations)

-Species-
Daarizi

-Bio-
A Daarizian Overseer known simply as the Architect operating in cover as an Inspector for unspecified personal reasons. He seems to hold his history very carefully, not exactly willing to share much information about his kind with offworlders lest it be used against him and the rest of his species.

He and Scias were originally assigned to look after and gather information on the human planet Earth when they were pulled into investigating rumors of a universe ending prophecy.
His species is from a race of intergalactic peacekeeping aliens who try to keep peace and provide their military and technological services throughout the galaxy.

-Personality-
Public menace to decent societies everywhere. Axel is as obnoxiously cocky, flirty, and outspoken as they come. Rarely does he take things seriously and always seems to have a smile on his face or prank up his sleeve.
He has a generally laissez-faire approach to life and a cool head in rough situations, but seems to have issues with avoiding his emotions.
While X normally has a tendency to snark ears off, he can be very surprisingly withdrawn from time to time for an such an extrovert, preferring to be left to his work or to focus.
He's been known to be a man of contradictions and little consistency other than his normal good-hearted, pacifistic nature, taking almost a sense of pride in confusing friend and foe alike.

-Likes-
Cigarettes, cats, food, sleeping, conversation, pranks

-Dislikes-
Water, Being controlled or bossed around, being alone for too long, insects

-Appearance-


-Planet-
Proxima-117

-Extra-
He has practiced an ancient art known as Aether, allowing him access to the thoughts of an individual with prolonged focus and close physical proximity. He cannot use this power if he is stressed or otherwise distracted. If one's mind is closed or blocked to him, he cannot force his power to open it.
His eyes glow red when he is using his power.

X is a fairly strong shapeshifter among his species, changing form with ease and little forward thought. He often, however, chooses to remain in human form, finding it easy to use.
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-Name-
Executioner #A56-Z: Scias Zeizan

-Gender-
Male

-Age-
22 (Assume this is mental age, too lazy to convert planetary rotations)

-Species-
Daarizi

-Bio-
A Daarizian Executioner with a bit of a murky past. He seems fairly close to X, seeing the older Daarizi as a sort of mentor and father figure.

He was originally assigned with X to look after and gather information on the human planet Earth when they were pulled into investigating rumors of a universe ending prophecy.
His species is from a race of intergalactic peacekeeping aliens who try to keep peace and provide their military and technological services throughout the galaxy.

-Personality-
he's trash
A no-nonsense kind of guy, Scias is calm and level-headed unless he lets his temper get the best of him. He has taken somewhat of an oath to block out all emotion detrimental to his missions. However, despite everything, he has been shown to slip up in his professionalism from time to time, reverting to his normal, socially awkward and overly excitable self.

Scias has a dry sense of humor and a biting sarcasm laced in most of his words, crammed full of bitterness. He is very analytical and an extreme perfectionist in all that he does, despite coming off as scatterbrained, reckless, and uncaring to those he works alongside. He dislikes interaction with most people and usually makes creative excuses to avoid them altogether.
When it fails to work as planned, he tends to open up slowly but is surprisingly caring for those who he sees eye to eye.

-Likes-
Being left alone, birds, robots, training, gemstones

-Dislikes-
Rainy days, water, incompetent people, wasting his time

-Appearance-


-Planet-
Proxima-117

-Extra-
He has practiced an ancient art known as Aether, allowing him to bend and manipulate energy sources, such as other magic directed at him or electric flow. He cannot use this power if he is stressed or otherwise distracted.
His eyes glow white when he is using his power.

Compared to X, he is a fairly weak shapeshifter, relying much more on his electric powers and skills with a rifle than stealth.

I really appreciate you taking the time to apply for this rp, but I am looking for more experienced Role-players to participate in this. Again, thank you for applying, but I think this might not be the rp for you.

Alright i will withdraw and delete my oc. Have a nice day

Thank you so much for your understanding. Have a wonderful day as well!

I would love to join if you'll have me! I'll ping you when I finish.

-Name-
Morgan

-Gender-
Female

-Age-
27

-Species-
Witch

-Bio-
Her planet has been in war for as long as she can remember. Morgan has very faint memories of forests and lush plants, but since then all Mortuplen is is a dry, barren wasteland. It used to have a different name, before the Bellibion started, which is what her people call the war. Everything was destroyed, and they took to calling it by a new name. Being a healing witch and having an affinity for life, she longs for her planet to be restored. Plants, seeds, and things relating to them are hard to come by, but she does own a secret, somewhat illegal garden on a nearby moon.

-Personality-
Morgan tends to be quiet and standoffish at first. She is, however, a creative thinker and confident in herself. She likes to take lead if there is an opportunity. She'll do what is needed to help others, healing physically or helping emotionally. She doesn't tend to get too fired up about anything, but will blow her top if overwhelmed. Impressively strong, a fast learner, she has strong connections with the 'spirit world' and is a skilled healer. She's very spiritual, while understanding the science at the same time. She likes to use healing stones and crystals, mostly to give herself and her patients peace of mind, although from time to time these do require real magic. Her favorite animal is a bear, as they are culturally known to be healers and are very wise teachers. Although she is a healer, she carries a dagger with her, and a few vials of poison ivy extract.

-Likes-
Likes cute animals, quiet, fruit, water, rain, sweets, forests and plants.

-Dislikes-
Not being able to save everyone, heights, being solely responsible for a death, extreme heat, being ignored, areas devoid of life.

-Appearance-


-Planet-
Mortuplen

-Extra-
Bellibion: The name for the war on Mortuplen that ended up destroying all life.

If it's alright with you, could her blood contain life-bringing properties? I had the idea after rereading the prophecy. I won't just go around with her and an incision with trees sprouting in a trail behind her XD It would be near unnoticeable, unless it was a lot.