Elfen High 2 (Closed)

[Nightkill the Emperor]

why're you up, NK?

Sleep is being a bitch and not coming. I slept well for three or so hours and then some kid hit a football, which whacked the wall on my apartment and woke me up.

[Nude East Ireland]

Hey guys...

... where's Ameri?

[Gidgetisms]

why're you up, NK?

Sleep is being a bitch and not coming. I slept well for three or so hours and then some kid hit a football, which whacked the wall on my apartment and woke me up.

*sigh*

[Nude East Ireland]

why're you up, NK?

Sleep is being a bitch and not coming. I slept well for three or so hours and then some kid hit a football, which whacked the wall on my apartment and woke me up.

For those of you who don't know, a South African boy was just found orbiting Jupiter with a footbal shoved down his throat, and the stars briefly aligned to say "Boom Shaka Laka, Suck It God".

[Olthar]

Hey guys...

... where's Ameri?

I don't think he's on right now. He hasn't been in the pony thread for a while, not since yesterday, I believe.

[Nude East Ireland]

Hey guys...

... where's Ameri?

I don't think he's on right now. He hasn't been in the pony thread for a while, not since yesterday, I believe.

Hm, I'd like him and Hard to be in this.

Also, I'm
assuming we're unanimous on "Fuck the Siege, let's just go to Hell" vote right?

[Metanih]

Im gonna join! I have to get an app though... Give me time to think

[Zarkenis Ultima]

I have a good idea of what my character will be, but I can't do an app today, I'll do it tomorrow.

[Constaniana]

Level 2 healing is pretty weak since it'd take forever to heal stuff, but I suppose this is acceptable enough. You have a shitload of points left to use though.

A note to everyone- The damn school is ELFEN, not ELVEN.

Ah ok, I understand now, I thought the 16 points was just for everything, i misread that. My apologies.

Name: Edward Craig Belemew
Age(actual):15
Age(appearance):15
Race: Human/demigod (supposedly one of his dad's Anglo-Saxon ancestors bore the child of Poseidon, and then apparently his mum's great-great-great-great-great-great Gran had a thing with Hades one time ...)
Appearance: Eddie is slightly tall, standing at 6'0 exactly, with light green eyes, slightly messy medium length brown hair, and is in good physical shape. He could be described as a little bit skinny, although he still has noticeable muscles.
Powergrid/Powers:
INT:3
STR:3
Speed:2
DRB:6
FS:2
Magic Levels: Level 5 Light blasts(like holy magic from Final Fantasy or stuff like that); Level 3 healing
Weaknesses : Edward is often too gentle for a fighter, as he hates killing things himself. He can be distracted easily by people in need, which can be a real pain when he has a schedule to keep, such as getting to class on time. He also gets extremely shy with groups of any people, even more so with females.
Personality: Edward is extremely kind and gentle, seemingly never getting angry or insulting people. He always seems to have a smile on his face, and people seem to cheer up just being around him. Eddie is often very humble, and can get shy or embarrassed easily in groups of people, especially with girls, although they seem to find his sweet humility and kindness adorable.
History: Edward was born in North Yorkshire, and happily lived with his parents, older brother, and two younger sisters out in the countryside. One evening he was playing outside when a fox suddenly attacked him in the woods outside his house. Without understanding, the 8-year old Eddie suddenly blasted the fox with a burst of light. Not wanting the fox to die, the distressed boy went up to the poor beast to try seeing if he could help it, when suddenly his hands began glowing light green and the light flowed out of his hands over the fox, reviving it. After that night Edward tried to keep his powers a secret, but they were eventually discovered by the rest of his family, and soon after he was going to be starting at Elfen High....
Rp sample: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=177898

O.K I've fixed all the mistakes I made.

[AETEN II]

Name: Malal
Age (Actual): 2,003
Age (Appears): Undead
Race: Demigod/Demon (?)

Appearance: Like his mother, his skeleton is on the outside, a bit like Giger's Xenomorphs, all the bones are outside the body and serve as a crude exoskeleton. Between the bones is a thick, somewhat hard, but flexible tissue that allows for easy movement. All organs are internal and his eyes are sunken far back into his head. His eyes are notable in that there are no pupils, the left is black and the right is white- both appear to be swirling vortexes that lead to a void of shadow. Like his mother as well, the bones on the left side of his body are white, while those on the right are black. The tissue between the bones in the opposite color. His mouth is split like this as well, his forked tongue is half black/white. In his mouth is a rather nasty array of fangs, all of which are nearly an inch long. His canines are over an inch long. Also, on Thor'sday, the colors switch for some odd reason. Like the hump in Young Frankenstein. He typically wears chainmail armor under a black cloak or black robes. If possible, is pleased when he obtains black and white cloathing.

Powergrid/Powers: 19

Intelligence: 7
Strength: 3
Speed: 1
Durability: 7
Fighting Skills: 2

Magic: 13
Death Inducement Lvl. 7- If he makes physical contact with his black side, he can age the opponent to death. Of course, this wouldn't work well on other immortals, seeing that nothing would really happen.

Resurrection Lvl. 6- He can heal and/or reanimate others by releasing energy from his white side, depending on the power of the dead/injured, size of the wound, and size of the soul, time of the action can increase and more energy is used by Malal. If they've been long-dead however, healing may be impossible and they'll be stuck in whatever state the body has decomposed to (rotted, skeleton, etc).



Weaknesses: Electricity and him do not mix. This is likely due to Thor and Lokki not mixing. Electricity causes paralyzation and exceptional pain, so he hates power sockets. It's also unwise to have a cattleprod within a mile of him. He'll flip.

Personality: Being one of the underdogs of Asgard since he really wasn't a god, Malal has the personality of an underdog- some depression, a great deal of underlying anger, and rather soft core. However, his partial insanity has jumbled this up quite a bit and gives him a random, bi-polar persona. One minute he's angry, the next he's crying with tears of joy. Inside all of this however is an undying hatred of Loki that would drive him to kill the sonofabitch whenever he gets the chance, even if Hel disproves of it.

History: Malal is the son of Hel, the norse goddess of the Underworld and is the grandson of Loki, his father was a warrior that died fighting a battalion of Roman soldiers that were attempting to land on the coast. The shop was just getting set up by the Norse Gods, Hel was bored, and Falki (the warrior) was about to be snatched out of Hel's grasp by Odin due to dying in battle as a warrior. Malal's life was a rather sad existance for the first few years upon maturity, as Loki didn't take kindly to his grandson being half a god and tormented him for well, being. It sucked, so much that Malal actually enjoyed time he spent outside of Asgard, to the point that he eventually signed on as a 'reaper' for them and would drag back unwilling souls. He continued this job for a few hundred years until the war broke out and he dropped into hiding and weathered out the war. Loki was pissed by this and effectively kicked him out of Asgard before the Norse gods fled Earth and left Malal abandoned on Earth. Unlike the other halflings however, he couldn't blend into the normal norse life due to his appearance and went into self-exile for his own protection. Of crouse this was a rather dull lifestyle, seeing his only forms of entertainment were thinking of a new way to kill Loki painfully or spook villagers. It's safe to say that his eventually resulted in a moderate form of complete bat-shit insane level of insanity. That and he made a lot of complicated runic alphabets. Now however, with the mixing of wizards, warlocks, etc. within the human population, Malal has left his exile and gone to Elfen High to teach Necromancy and possibly work as a healer. Being tolerated
RP Sample: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=194624

Am finishing.
And don't worry, I'm not going to make this guy an OP demigod. Hell, I'll keep him out of most fights. I just thought it'd be awesome to make a grandson of lokki. Cookie if anyone gets the ref with the black-and-white skeleton, besides Hel looking like that.
(tip, it has to do with five.)
Also, can he be a teacher of Necromancy? He wouldn't be a student.

[Constaniana]

I've got my character started. I just need to finish the personality and history sections.

Oh man, this is going to match the wall of text I got in the OP.

IS it the part we can see, or the ones lurking in the shadows to the left, in the Dark Fortress of Spoilers?

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I'll look at you guys shortly, heading off for a bit and then coming back.

Then heading off for a very long time when I go to work.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

FUCK YEAH

Incomplete app for James, still need to discuss various things with the OP first:

Name: James Callahan
Age (Actual): 18
Age (Appears): 18
Race: Human
Appearance (Picture or good description): Short brown hair, dark blue/green eyes, clean-shaven, 5'9'' and 200lbs. Clothing: Generally wears cargo pants, t-shirts, and a pair of red/white SOAP Shoes, resembling those worn by Sonic the Hedgehog in Sonic Adventure 2/Battle. Also owns a pair of Aviators, although they're rarely worn around the school.
Powergrid/Powers: Pyrokinetic
Intelligence: 3
Strength: 2
Speed: 4
Durability: 2
Magic: 0
Fighting: 5
TOTAL: 16
AVAILABLE: 11
Fighting Style: A mix of various martial arts, including judo, karate, jiujitsu, taekwondo, bojutsu, and kendo, combined with parkour and a dash of professional wrestling.
Weaknesses: Tendency to show-off, family issues, currently unable to use his powers
Personality: On the surface a show-off and self-centered, those who get to know him find a person who cares deeply for those around him regardless of whether they like him or not. Underneath both those layers, though, is a young man with self-identity, including those related to his inability to utilize the pyrokinesis he, according to his parents and the Canadian government, possesses, and various family issues that he refuses to divulge.
History: Born April 18th, 2000, in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, to Michael and Virgina Callahan, James started out as a normal, unremarkable kid, until an incident on his seventh birthday. Without warning, while out picnicing with his parents, friends, and baby brother Scott, a fireball shot from his hand and blew up a tree.

Throughout the next two years, more of these "discharges" happened on average of once a month, in some cases just causing a candle to flare up for a second, in others setting fire to an under-construction apartment building. James, however, doesn't remember these incidents, in part due to PTSD, but mainly because his highly conservative, evangelical Catholic parents physically and emotionally abused him because of it, at one point even pressuring the local priest, against all church doctrine, to perform an exorcism. By the time he was 9 the incidents had stopped, but still the abuse continued through emotional detachment from his parents, and the brother they were indoctrinating.

Things could have settled there, but at age 14 James realized he was attracted to boys as well as girls. Keeping it under wraps as much as possible since he knew his parents' views on bisexuality, he finally outed himself at his original high school graduation dance, when he made out with his then-boyfriend Travis. Under constant verbal, emotional, and sometimes physical abuse, James finally decided he had to get away. At around that same time, a representative of the Government of Canada arrived and informed James of his currently-unusable pyrokinesis, and offered to send him to Elfen High under government sponsorship, to learn about the supernatural and maybe learn how to tap into his power again.

Accepting, James now finds himself surrounded by the unknown, in a new world where everything he was taught as a child is a lie. Also, tons of cute young boys and girls, although he isn't sure how the law works here in regards to that.
RP Sample: Come on, it's me, just don't let me be co-OP ever.

Also, hi Aeten, I still can't see your posts. ;P

[Metanih]

Name: Jamie Darril (Goes by Rayne Dainse)
Age (Actual): 20
Age (Appears): 15
Race: Part Succubus, from her father's side.
Appearance (Picture or good description): Black haired teenage girl, with a few white streaks in it. Green eyes, and a thin build. However, since she shapeshifts, this changes a lot, as she cares quite a bit for appearance, and is never satisfied with her own.
Powergrid/Powers: (This is a little confusing.)
STR: 1
SPD: 5
DUR: 3
INT: 6
FS: 2

MAGIC!!!
Shapeshifting Lvl 3 (Human females only)
Seduction/Charm Lvl 5
Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this): Power is fueled by physical contact with those she finds attractive. Any physical contact technically works, but it works a bit better with more sexual contact, she thinks. She doesn't actually know, but so far she knows kissing feels a lot nicer than holding hands. Sadly, since she is gay, she has troubles finding an abundance of girls that will kiss her willingly.
Personality: Perfectionist, vain, and caring. Expects the best in others, no matter what, and expects even more from herself. Often depressed due to feelings of inadequacy, given her high expectations.
History: Jamie was born to a single mother and an asshole of a man who nature had cursed the world by making him the horrible combination of very fertile, and very good at avoiding commitments, such as the progeny he left behind. Jamie was such a child, and was raised in rather terrible conditions. She grew up moving around California, from San Diego, to Sacramento, to San Francisco, and finally to Las Angles. (Fuck my spelling of these, I don't know California that well) This was all before she turned ten. She never was very popular, given that she rarely stayed at a single school for a whole semester, but when she turned ten, that all began changing, at least for a while.

Within a month of her turning ten, she began noticing people liking her more, listening to what she had to say. She transferred schools one more time, but after that, for the first time in her life, she managed to convince her mother that she should stay in one place. For the first time in her life, Jamie was popular, and people did what she asked, and she was loving it. And, of course, like anyone who suddenly gained power over people that they had never had before, she abused that power. In the end, that didn't even seem to affect her, as no matter what she asked, her closest friends would almost always obey. Even her mother seemed under her spell. That all ended one day, when her only friend from before she had turned ten confronted her about it. Jamie wasn't sure why the confrontation worked, but she did know her whole world seemed to shatter at that moment.

By the times she turned eleven, she resolved to turn her life around, from the manipulative, self centered bitch she was, into someone who used what she saw as wonderful charisma, for good. She did what she thought was good, stopping bullies from picking on people, usually by asking nicely, to making friends with those who she felt needed one. The staff of the school noticed the wonder child, as she did what every school wishes for. She put an end to bullying and brought about a happy environment, where almost everyone was friendly. This was, of course, only a middle school, but it was clear that Jamie was more than an ordinary child. This was before the reveal of the supernatural to the world, so parents and staff would only shake their head in awe, and wonder what was so special about the little girl.

Around the time she turned thirteen, it became evident to those who paid close attention to her, that she was aging a bit slowly. Most wrote it off as a medical mystery, but one doctor took a careful look at her. Jamie's mother thinks it is because Jamie herself begged, and Jamie was notorious for getting people to her side. Nonetheless, with careful research into her cellular structure, which was suspiciously free of charge, it became clear to the doctor that Jamie had been aging at half the normal rate, ever since she turned ten. Jamie was a bit saddened by this, because like most younglings, she was rather desperate to grow up. Still, she resigned herself to that fate, knowing that at least her records would state her real age, even if she didn't look it.

It became obvious to everyone that knew Jamie that she was supernatural, almost immediately following the onslaught of demons on December 21st. However, the backlash of this was most of those that were her friends felt manipulated, and immediately "betrayed" her. At one point, a mob even formed outside her house, and at that point, her mother decided that moving again was a good plan. They moved to New York, where they had similar problems. For a year, wherever they went, problems plagued them, all because of Jamie. However, it was the worst on the anniversary of the demon attack. A new mob formed outside the pair's house, in Philadelphia, and the mob got violent after Jamie tried calming them. The pair ran, but Jamie's mother was caught, and while Jamie didn't have a chance to see, she was reasonably sure her mother died.

For four years Jamie worked as whatever she could to survive. Pickpocket, begger (this is a lot easier with supernatural charisma), thief, con artist, barista, etc. Finally, just as she turned twenty, she decided to put the past behind her, and join that school in London that supposedly taught people like her, supernaturals. However, it wouldn't be as herself. Using contacts from her criminal past, she hired one of the best forgers she knew, and created a new identity, anything she could to put her past behind her. A new name, Rayne Dainse, a new birthdate, one that placed her age as fifteen, which she was, physically, and finally paperwork and passports, along with a generous supply of money, which she supplied.

Rayne moved to London as soon as she could, enrolling in the school as her false identity, and hoping against hope that her past would stay buried, even though she knew most other people probably had it much worse than herself.
RP Sample: AWB.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Name: Lewis F. Jameson
Age (Actual): 2 or 3 Centuries; he remembers Lincoln, but, incidentally, does not remember his birthday
Age (Appears): Late 30's/early 40's
Race: Human
Appearance (Picture or good description): Fucking ugly; about 6'3", covered in red hair, Caucasian (sunburned to a terrible hot pink), hairy. He has long sideburns, one beady green eye on his left and a beady blue eye on his right, and a massive handlebar mustache that "the ladies" love, in his own words. Lean and compactly built, though very much in shape. He's missing his left pinkie, keeps it in a jar in a Swiss bank's vault, though how it fell off, he won't say (though he does get quite irritated when looking at pictures of emus). Typically wears giant sunglasses with lenses in the shapes of stars, a pair of scuffed-up skinny jeans, and open-toed sandals which you can see the eleven kinds of fungus growing on his feet. He wears a dark blue Stetson tied to his head by a string and walks with a similarly-colored cane he doesn't actually need (which may or may not contain a dagger), his precious wooden banjo slung over his back. He is disgusting and he will hug you with his big monkey arms.
Powergrid/Powers: I have 20 PG points and 15 Magic, because I'm simply better than the rest of you.

INT 3; he behaves like a 1, though, and those other 2 points are mostly used for vivid and complex revenge fantasies
STR 5
SPD 5
DUR 5
FS 7; after banging around the wild for a few centuries, he pick some things up

Magic Levels; Level 5 Heat Vision
Level 5 Cryokinesis (applied via his eyes, 'cause he's just an optic kind of guy)
Level 4 X-Ray Vision (fuck you, walls)
Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this): Literally his entire personality. A crippling fear of emus.
Personality: Brazen, brave, secretive, surly, occasionally affectionate, perhaps a bit caring, righteous and justice-seeking to a fault, extremely obnoxious, socially miserable, but most of all, so fucking stupid. He's sort of like a hick stereotype ninja, though he is surprisingly liberal.
History: Yes, well, that's the question, isn't it? Lewis will admit to being born in the Catskills a decade or two after the Revolution, maybe during it or a bit before. He was raised by his brother, Jeff, after his parents abandoned them in the woods when Lewis was two. Jeff was a whole ten years older than Lewis, though, and surprisingly resourceful. Lewis typically falls asleep after that bit, so no one's quite sure where the hell he was for a good part of history. He turned back up in Australia in the 1950's, when he managed to beat the shit out of armed police and run off. This fight was over a turkey sandwich; Lewis Jameson despises turkey sandwiches, but he loves fighting.

There are a few stories, folk tales, that float around in the Midwest of America and Canada; the tale of the Bear Man, a mighty human of flame red who saved a child from an angry bear, then proceeded to steal the kid's apple and eat the bear in front of his eyes, because Bear Man does not give a fuck. The Spirit of the Mountains, a tale of a supernaturally powerful ghoul who haunted the Rockies and stole apples from small children. The Hitchhiker, an invincible climber who spent his days in British Columbia, flagging down people in their wagons, beating the shit out of them, and stealing their food. The last is the tale of the River Demon, one which is quite popular in the rural parts of Saskatchewan; a man who hides in the Mississippi and shoots fire out of his eyes in order to scare children and take their food, a man who is often seen riding bison and punching bears in their fucking bear mouths.

All of these are true and all of these are Lewis. He likes apples.

Beyond that, the only useful thing anybody knows is that his brother is long dead.

Lewis popped back into existence in 2017 when he suddenly appeared in Crowley's office, looking to apply for a position as a teacher. Three hours later, the math teacher retired and moved to Hawaii. At least, that's what the note with the tiny bloodstain in the corner said. Crowley, not being one to give a shit about the law, gave Lewis the job, though isn't exactly fond of him.
RP Sample: I run your RP.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Lotta names coming back, and I don't just mean players.

This'll be fun.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Lotta names coming back, and I don't just mean players.

This'll be fun.

Well, you can't really have Elfen High without the cast of "loveable" sons of bitches.

And I say "loveable" with quotations, because their "love" is often a knife in the ribs.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Lotta names coming back, and I don't just mean players.

This'll be fun.

Well, you can't really have Elfen High without the cast of "loveable" sons of bitches.

And I say "loveable" with quotations, because their "love" is often a knife in the ribs.

That's on fire.

Oh, wait, no, not yet, James can't use his powers yet.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Well, you can't really have Elfen High without the cast of "loveable" sons of bitches.

And I say "loveable" with quotations, because their "love" is often a knife in the ribs.

That's on fire.

Oh, wait, no, not yet, James can't use his powers yet.

No, don't worry, Lewis will light it for you.

By accident. He was aiming for you.

[Constaniana]

Well, you can't really have Elfen High without the cast of "loveable" sons of bitches.

And I say "loveable" with quotations, because their "love" is often a knife in the ribs.

That's on fire.

Oh, wait, no, not yet, James can't use his powers yet.

Well it doesn't work if the ribs are on fire..because then you try eating them, and burn your face off. Try blowing on those ribs to cool them down before cutting them into smaller, more manageable pieces before eating them

[Nationstatelandsville]

Fenrir and some random human.

That's... what? How would that even... he's just so... and they're...

[Nude East Ireland]

Fenrir and some random human.

That's... what? How would that even... he's just so... and they're...

Remember how last time I played the son of two gay, incestous archangel brothers?

That was overpowered. Imagine how much more the grandson of a god would be.

[Nationstatelandsville]

That's... what? How would that even... he's just so... and they're...

Remember how last time I played the son of two gay, incestous archangel brothers?

That was overpowered. Imagine how much more the grandson of a god would be.

Depends on the god; Dionysus would be shit in a fight.

But if the authorities had any sense, they would burn any character bearing your scent alive on the spot. England's hookers need protection.

[Constaniana]

That's... what? How would that even... he's just so... and they're...

Remember how last time I played the son of two gay, incestous archangel brothers?

That was overpowered. Imagine how much more the grandson of a god would be.

Yeah, at least I watered down Edward's divine lineage by a few centuries. Did you see how many greats I put before the gran who had some funfun with Hades?

[Nationstatelandsville]

Remember how last time I played the son of two gay, incestous archangel brothers?

That was overpowered. Imagine how much more the grandson of a god would be.

Yeah, at least I watered down Edward's divine lineage by a few centuries. Did you see how many greats I put before the gran who had some funfun with Hades?

Funfun with Hades sounds terrible. He'd probably break down crying and scream at the sky for a few hours before drinking all of your beer and leaving.