Modern Magic (OOC/SIGNUPS/OPEN/COMEDY/ACTION)

[Setinel]

DAMMIT!!! YOU OLD COUGAR!!!

Those where the last words of Merlin, the worlds (slightly profane) greatest wizard of all time. His students where in that moment of his death cursed by Morgana, sister to King Arthur, to roam the world in half life forever. Unable to die or age. Or even feel pain. But unable to smell, to feel. Only to see, speak, and hear. These wizards fled as Morgana and her dark Army's destroyed the kingdom. Morgana herself was slain by Arthur with his mighty sword, Excalibur, which would effectively end the spell. Had Morgana not enchanted Excalibur and countless other artifacts to hold part of her spell. Now they roam the world undying, unaware they simply destroy the artifacts to end the curse. But Morgana wasn't through. She built a barrier. A magic barrier, to hold the wizards in. It moves ever thousand tears. it recently moved to New York. The wizards have not net in over a thousand years. But with the discovery of one artifact, the group begins to feel pain again. But some wish to stay immortal. And Morgana's army is still around the city. Of course, that wouldn't be a problem if the artifacts couldn't revive Morgana. The Wizards must now come together, in their darkest time. But will they win?



OOC: DAMMIT!!! YOU OLD COUGAR!!! Hehe. Those'll be my last words. So welcome, to this wonderful RP! ... Yeah I got nothing. So make an app. DO IT.

APP:
Name:
Age(unchanged for 1,000 years, 18-20ish):
Current life:
Original life:
Equipment:
Appearance:
Favorite catchphrase(REQUIRED):
Theme Song(ALSO REQUIRED):

EXAMPLE
Name: Jack
Age(unchanged for 1,000 years, 18-20ish): 22
Current life: He walks around all day, and sits in cafes all night. With no need to sleep from the curse, he can stay on his laptop making graphic designs. He will become the leader of the group.
Original life: An artist, who specialized in illusionary magic. Jack's illusions took hold of his mind and now he often speaks in riddles.
Equipment: Laptop, and glasses. He focuses his magic through 2 marionettes he carrys to control his illusions, and through his pen, which can draw items which become reality.
Appearance: A fedora, glasses, and a jacket. Greasy messy black hair, and blue eyes. Way above average height. Like 6-7 inches.
Favorite catchphrase(REQUIRED): Are you scared now?
Theme Song(ALSO REQUIRED): Warriors-Imagine Dragons

WIKI:
If anyone's got the time.

This RP was created with the help of The Council of the Multiverse RP group. Click me to find out more!

[The Templar High Council]

Tag. Because I helped.

[TriStates]

Tag. Because I can.

Name: Louis Sébastien la Grivois de Bourgogne
Age: 21
Current life:
Original life:
Equipment:
-Enchanted 11th century blade (assumes the form of an umbrella)
-1000-year Old Wine Bottle
-Grey/Black Winston Cap
-Brown Leather Riding Boots
-Adidas Track Jacket
-Raggety Teal Hankerchief
-Lucky Strike cigarette package
-Black rucksack
Appearance:

Favorite catchphrase: " C'est la vie!"
Theme Song:A perfect match for Sébastien

[Toronina]

Tag

[Setinel]

Yay! People!

[The Templar High Council]

So I see your app, Sen. Do I need a last name or no?

[Emortia]

This looks like it could be fun so I will place an application here. Let me know any changes you would like me to make. Or, if you would rather have me go play by myself that is cool as well.

Name: Christina “Chris” Hurst
Age (unchanged for 1,000 years, 18-20ish): 19
Current life: Chris currently garners employment in the modeling business. She makes enough to support her lifestyle but not much beyond that. During her spare time, Chris is most likely at either Central Park, or Grand Central Station watching people in their everyday lives.

Original life: Chris grew up disguised as boy by her greedy Middling Sort family in order to keep control of certain assets that they would have lost if her true gender had been found out. It is interesting that a person who had to pretend to be something they are not would have their primary magical skill be transmutation of herself. Being others so long has led to her being a nervous wreck under her numerous facades.

Equipment: IPad, Blue Jeans, White T-Shirt, Leather Jacket and Gloves, a glock-19, and a golden chain with an amaranth shaped pendent on it, which serves as her focus.

Appearance: Default appearance is a 5’8” woman with black hair kept in an androgynous haircut. She has brown eyes and a tattoo of a theater mask.

Favorite catchphrase (REQUIRED): Who do you think I am?

Theme Song (ALSO REQUIRED): “Too Many Faces” by Cherri Bomb.

[Setinel]

So I see your app, Sen. Do I need a last name or no?

No. That was a rough one though an a little rushed.

[Mnar Secundus]

Name: Lionel Longlake (formerly Lionel of Corbernic)

Age: 22

Current life: Having spent the last 1,000 years learning a variety of mundane disciplines, from martial arts to biology to cooking to most foreign languages, he currently works as a librarian at the New York Public Library by day and as a cook at a small Thai restaurant at night. He has accumulated a rather large amount of money over the centuries (it is now stored in several bank accounts all over the world under different names), so those jobs are mostly for fun. He lives in a fairly luxurious apartment near both his workplaces.

Original life: Lionel was born an illegitimate son of low nobility; he received knightly training for most of his life until Merlin took him under his wing, and retained a certain taste for combat which set him apart from most magicians. During his apprenticeship, he never showed much talent for actual immediately applied magic such as elemental control, metamorphosis or illusion: he was rather lacking in raw magical power, and quite lazy on top of that. However, he showed exceptional skill at designing and using geasa - a geas being a kind of magical curse similar to a contract giving the target a certain duty or taboo to be permanently observed in exchange for greater magical or physical power (breaking the geas results in death). Also skilled at crafting magical items, he created the sword Clarent, with which Mordred slew King Arthur at the Battle of Camlann; after this unfortunate - and unforeseen - outcome, he took Clarent back from Mordred's corpse and retired into mundane society.
Incidentally, he put a geas on himself a few centuries ago: it forces him to eat only spicy food, in exchange for which he received superhuman physical abilities - speed, toughness, strength and recovery alike. However, he has kept this secret until now. He used to hate spicy food, but by now he's grown to enjoy it very much.

Equipment: The sword Clarent, capable of dispelling most magic on contact, which he usually carries in a black guitar case; a laptop; a Walther P99 (he has a licence and everything, all perfectly in order) with several diferent magazines containing both mundane and magical ammo; several small ceramic knives; a small satchel of various spices, to make everything he eats spicy; and a pair of leather gloves, which instantly equip him with a suit of exceptionally tough and very magic-resistant armor when he puts them on (the helmet is optional).
Besides that, the basic stuff one would have in modern society: clothes, smartphone, PC (at his place), a pen, etc.

Appearance: This. Body-wise, he is about 5"8' tall and much more muscular than one would guess at first sight, in a dry, Bruce Lee-esque way. He walks very lightly and carefully, and his breathing is noticeably and unnaturally regular.

Favorite catchphrase: "If you really want to do it this way ..."

Theme Song: This.

[Setinel]

Name: Lionel Longlake (formerly Lionel of Corbernic)

Age: 22

Current life: Having spent the last 1,000 years learning a variety of mundane disciplines, from martial arts to biology to cooking to most foreign languages, he currently works as a librarian at the New York Public Library by day and as a cook at a small Thai restaurant at night. He has accumulated a rather large amount of money over the centuries (it is now stored in several bank accounts all over the world under different names), so those jobs are mostly for fun. He lives in a fairly luxurious apartment near both his workplaces.

Original life: Lionel was born an illegitimate son of low nobility; he received knightly training for most of his life until Merlin took him under his wing, and retained a certain taste for combat which set him apart from most magicians. During his apprenticeship, he never showed much talent for actual immediately applied magic such as elemental control, metamorphosis or illusion: he was rather lacking in raw magical power, and quite lazy on top of that. However, he showed exceptional skill at designing and using geasa - a geas being a kind of magical curse similar to a contract giving the target a certain duty or taboo to be permanently observed in exchange for greater magical or physical power (breaking the geas results in death). Also skilled at crafting magical items, he created the sword Clarent, with which Mordred slew King Arthur at the Battle of Camlann; after this unfortunate - and unforeseen - outcome, he took Clarent back from Mordred's corpse and retired into mundane society.
Incidentally, he put a geas on himself a few centuries ago: it forces him to eat only spicy food, in exchange for which he received superhuman physical abilities - speed, toughness, strength and recovery alike. However, he has kept this secret until now. He used to hate spicy food, but by now he's grown to enjoy it very much.

Equipment: The sword Clarent, capable of dispelling most magic on contact, which he usually carries in a black guitar case; a laptop; a Walther P99 (he has a licence and everything, all perfectly in order) with several diferent magazines containing both mundane and magical ammo; several small ceramic knives; a small satchel of various spices, to make everything he eats spicy; and a pair of leather gloves, which instantly equip him with a suit of exceptionally tough and very magic-resistant armor when he puts them on (the helmet is optional).
Besides that, the basic stuff one would have in modern society: clothes, smartphone, PC (at his place), a pen, etc.

Appearance: This. Body-wise, he is about 5"8' tall and much more muscular than one would guess at first sight, in a dry, Bruce Lee-esque way. He walks very lightly and carefully, and his breathing is noticeably and unnaturally regular.

Favorite catchphrase: "If you really want to do it this way ..."

Theme Song: This.

Accepted. I'd also like to stress that even with the action (which there will be lots of), this RP will revolve primarily around comedy.

[Setinel]

Bump.

[TriStates]

I might have to hold off developing my app. I'm launching my own RP soon, so my attention will be very divided for a time.

[Setinel]

I might have to hold off developing my app. I'm launching my own RP soon, so my attention will be very divided for a time.

That's alright.

[The Templar High Council]

I might have to hold off developing my app. I'm launching my own RP soon, so my attention will be very divided for a time.

That's alright.

Sheet... Dragon Age RP is restarting... I'll have to finagle some things to arrange for this. Standby.

[The Templar High Council]

Name: Aiden "Dunn" (Fake last name).

Age: 21.

Current life: Believe it or not, Aiden is a detective now. Working with NYPD as an inspector. This is only because Aiden enjoys learning new things and seeing the fear in people's eyes.

Original life: Originally nothing more than an average young boy, Aiden's father was a woodcutter and he was expected to do something similarly when he grew up. But he was instead taken to learn under Merlin, with a strange affinity for fire and the manipulation of fear. Merlin did not fully understand what he had wrought, and Aiden's father died years later due to... a heated cause. But Merlin didn't quit teaching Aiden, he just tried to reform him.

Equipment:

• Cane. Sword cane.
• Trenchcoat. Because someone had to have one. Also wears black clothes often.
• .45 Pistol. Because police.
• *Insert random smartphone here.*

Appearance:

Favorite catchphrase: "Let's see..."

Theme Song: Ain't No Rest For the Wicked - Cage the Elephant.

[Flammaland]

Name: Sebastian Forester
Age(unchanged for 1,000 years, 18-20ish): 19
Current life: Sebastian works part time at Central Park Zoo, having a certain affinity with animals.  A string of careful investments has left him comfortable but not rich.   
Original life: Sebastian was born into a small family of trappers and hunters in a backwater village somewhere unimportant.  He displayed a knack with animals and also some latent magical talent. He was eventually taken in by Merlin as a student and studied summoning, the art of summoning creatures and spirits to aid one in battle and/or housework.
Equipment: 
-A book full of creatures/spirits he can summon.  (He is in the process of digitizing it.)
-One generic smartphone 
-One decent laptop
-Three sets of work clothes (overalls, thick rubber gloves etc.)
-Multiple sets of nearly identical casual clothes
-One amulet which helps with his summoning

Appearance: 

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Favorite catchphrase(REQUIRED): "Me and which army?  This one."
Theme Song(ALSO REQUIRED): Every Time You Look Around by Miracle of Sound 

[Setinel]

All accepted. This has taken off at a decent rate.

[Republic of Hasgriu]

APP:
Name: Ogini Ayotnom
Age(unchanged for 1,000 years, 18-20ish): 17
Current life: Ogini works as a professional fencer and a swordcrafter, using his magic to quicken the process of smithing. He adds very minor enchants to some of his swords to make them more durable, resilient, et cetera. He has had many years of experience as both a blacksmith and a swordsman.
Original life: Ogini's father, Ognimod, was a master swordsmith, but refused to become rich and noble as he disliked the arrogance of the nobility. Count Negur of Nirolf asked his father to make a sword for him, but Ognimod refused, due to Negur's snobbish personality. Negru killed Ognimod in a fit of rage in front of Ogini. Negur let Ogini live, and ever since, Ogini swore to avenge his father. He took up swordsmanship and eventually Merlin made him his student, teaching him the ways of enchantment.
Equipment:
-A Holocaust Cloak
-A spellbook disguised as a book about Spanish fencing
-His focus, shaped like a bull
-A phone of some kind
-A Spanish rapier
Appearance:

Favorite catchphrase(REQUIRED): Hello. My name is Ogini Ayotnom. Prepare to die.
Theme Song(ALSO REQUIRED): Flight of The Valkryies

[Mnar Secundus]

What's a Holocaust Cloak?

[Republic of Hasgriu]

What's a Holocaust Cloak?

A Holocaust Cloak is by all appearances a standard, full-body covering cloak with a hood. However, it has been magically prepared to be almost totally resistant to fire for a time, as well as empower the user with an impressive ability. Once donned, the cloak can be set alight and it will immediately catch and begin to blaze with a bright reddish orange flame. The cloak totally consumes itself in the fire. When it is not alight, the cloak behaves as a normal cloak and imparts no other benefits whatsoever. If it is struck by a normal fire-based weapon, it will catch fire; magic based fire has an equal chance of destroying it as all cloth items.

[Setinel]

APP:
Name: Ogini Ayotnom
Age(unchanged for 1,000 years, 18-20ish): 17
Current life: Ogini works as a professional fencer and a swordcrafter, using his magic to quicken the process of smithing. He adds very minor enchants to some of his swords to make them more durable, resilient, et cetera. He has had many years of experience as both a blacksmith and a swordsman.
Original life: Ogini's father, Ognimod, was a master swordsmith, but refused to become rich and noble as he disliked the arrogance of the nobility. Count Negur of Nirolf asked his father to make a sword for him, but Ognimod refused, due to Negur's snobbish personality. Negru killed Ognimod in a fit of rage in front of Ogini. Negur let Ogini live, and ever since, Ogini swore to avenge his father. He took up swordsmanship and eventually Merlin made him his student, teaching him the ways of enchantment.
Equipment:
-A Holocaust Cloak
-A spellbook disguised as a book about Spanish fencing
-His focus, shaped like a bull
-A phone of some kind
-A Spanish rapier
Appearance:

(Image)

Favorite catchphrase(REQUIRED): Hello. My name is Ogini Ayotnom. Prepare to die.
Theme Song(ALSO REQUIRED): Flight of The Valkryies

Accepted. IC will probably be up soon.

[Republic of Hasgriu]

Bumpity.

[Setinel]

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[The Templar High Council]

Wait, to clarify: we can't smell anything? Or is that line in the OOC a typo? If not, could you explain it Sen?

[Setinel]

Wait, to clarify: we can't smell anything? Or is that line in the OOC a typo? If not, could you explain it Sen?

Everyone is immortal, but can't fell anything physicalu. The senses besides hearing and sight are cancelled out. No taste, and no feel. But pain is a thing now since one artifact had been found.