Elfen High 2 (Closed)

[Nude East Ireland]

This was my nephew's nation for a year or so, he got bored with it, and handed it off to me. I had just moved back into town, was depressed, didn't know anyone, and so he gave me it.

I've been meaning to switch over to a different nation, but never really got around to it.

You lie.

There is only one Vla- and I guess that explains the "Uncle" thing. Oh.

None of you knew this?

[The Nuclear Fist]

You lie.

There is only one Vla- and I guess that explains the "Uncle" thing. Oh.

His name isn't Vlad, it is. . . well, I don't think he'd be comfortable with me telling you that, actually.

[Erinkita]

You lie.

There is only one Vla- and I guess that explains the "Uncle" thing. Oh.

None of you knew this?

I didn't. No biggie.

[The Nuclear Fist]

None of you knew this?

I didn't. No biggie.

It's okay that you didn't because you're adorable. But shame on you, Nat and the other one, a pox upon both your houses.

[Nude East Ireland]

You lie.

There is only one Vla- and I guess that explains the "Uncle" thing. Oh.

His name isn't Vlad, it is. . . well, I don't think he'd be comfortable with me telling you that, actually.

His name's Cthulhu.

You also pimped out a prostitute named Satan, correct Vlad?

[The Nuclear Fist]

His name isn't Vlad, it is. . . well, I don't think he'd be comfortable with me telling you that, actually.

His name's Cthulhu.

You also pimped out a prostitute named Satan, correct Vlad?

I am 56 years old, I have done many things.

[Nude East Ireland]

His name's Cthulhu.

You also pimped out a prostitute named Satan, correct Vlad?

I am 56 years old, I have done many things.

Huh that's my dad's age.

Which would make you the opposite of him. You're a socialist from the Eastern Bloc and he's an ultraconservative from America.

[Nationstatelandsville]

I am 56 years old, I have done many things.

Huh that's my dad's age.

Which would make you the opposite of him. You're a socialist from the Eastern Bloc and he's an ultraconservative from America.

And then they teamed up to fight crime.

(nods)

[Nude East Ireland]

Huh that's my dad's age.

Which would make you the opposite of him. You're a socialist from the Eastern Bloc and he's an ultraconservative from America.

And then they teamed up to fight crime.

(nods)

That would be way more awesone than Morgan Freeman as Jedi Batman.

[The Nuclear Fist]

And then they teamed up to fight crime.

(nods)

To be fair, we'd be fighting crime that I was continuously causing.

[Erinkita]

And then they teamed up to fight crime.

(nods)

That would be way more awesone than Morgan Freeman as Jedi Batman.

What about Morgan Freeman and James Earl Jones tickling each other?

[Nude East Ireland]

That would be way more awesone than Morgan Freeman as Jedi Batman.

What about Morgan Freeman and James Earl Jones tickling each other?

That'd be awesome.

[Nationstatelandsville]

And then they teamed up to fight crime.

(nods)

That would be way more awesone than Morgan Freeman as Jedi Batman.

Nothing is more awesome than Morjedi Freebatman.

[AETEN II]

That would be way more awesone than Morgan Freeman as Jedi Batman.

Nothing is more awesome than Morjedi Freebatman.

Morgan Freeman as a Q.

-nods-

[Xeng He]

Name: Cat (that's really all)
Age (Actual): 10,000
Age (Appears): 4 or so (in human years)
Race: Animal Spirit
Appearance (Picture or good description): Here

In combat, more like this
Powergrid/Powers:
INTELLIGENCE 0
STRENGTH 0
SPEED 3
DURABILITY 6
FIGHTING SKILLS 7
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SHAPE-SHIFTING 4
CONCEALMENT 4

Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this): The Cat's intelligence is limited, showing up only in things like tracking prey, figuring out their weaknessess, figuring out where and when to run...etc. The Cat cannot speak, cannot do things like hack into computers...anything that was learned with civilization, really.
Personality: The Cat doesn't have consciousness in the normal, human sense of the word. It is a being without pretty much any concerns beyond stalkinng any big kills that come along, and before avoiding doing anything.
History: When the world was young, most of the gods quickly learned to hold themselves above it. Zeus staying up on a mountain, Yahweh within his temples...all away from life.

Not so the primal beasts, however.

These gods took the forms of the beasts around thhem--made living out their visceral urges their predominant purpose, and Hannanyala was no exception. He was obsessed with the stealthy hunt and took the form of the cat to show it.

Time passed. The fae came, and Hannanyala killed a few. He killed a few gods too. Who exactly was in charge mattered little to him.

Then the gods and the fae left, and Hannanyala killd a few beasts. Coyote was the first to fall, and then the Horned Toad.

Then the primal beasts were few, and Hannanyala was bored. The Cat forgot its name in this time.

And now...just now...true prey are being heralded.

Now the Cat must wait...
RP Sample: Nothing with more than a post or so...

[Nationstatelandsville]

Name: Cat (that's really all)
Age (Actual): 10,000
Age (Appears): 4 or so (in human years)
Race: Animal Spirit
Appearance (Picture or good description): Here

In combat, more like this
Powergrid/Powers:
INTELLIGENCE 7 (limited)
STRENGTH 0
SPEED 3
DURABILITY 1
FIGHTING SKILLS 5
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SHAPE-SHIFTING 4
CONCEALMENT 4

Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this): The Cat's intelligence is limited, showing up only in things like tracking prey, figuring out their weaknessess, figuring out where and when to run...etc. The Cat cannot speak, cannot do things like hack into computers...anything that was learned with civilization, really.
Personality: The Cat doesn't have consciousness in the normal, human sense of the word. It is a being without pretty much any concerns beyond stalkinng any big kills that come along, and before avoiding doing anything.
History: When the world was young, most of the gods quickly learned to hold themselves above it. Zeus staying up on a mountain, Yahweh within his temples...all away from life.

Not so the primal beasts, however.

These gods took the forms of the beasts around thhem--made living out their visceral urges their predominant purpose, and Hannanyala was no exception. He was obsessed with the stealthy hunt and took the form of the cat to show it.

Time passed. The fae came, and Hannanyala killed a few. He killed a few gods too. Who exactly was in charge mattered little to him.

Then the gods and the fae left, and Hannanyala killd a few beasts. Coyote was the first to fall, and then the Horned Toad.

Then the primal beasts were few, and Hannanyala was bored. The Cat forgot its name in this time.

And now...just now...true prey are being heralded.

Now the Cat must wait...
RP Sample: Nothing with more than a post or so...

Question; what the fuck is a cat doing as a student at a high school?

I mean, Crowley's Crowley, but not that Crowley.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Name: Cat (that's really all)
Age (Actual): 10,000
Age (Appears): 4 or so (in human years)
Race: Animal Spirit
Appearance (Picture or good description): Here

In combat, more like this
Powergrid/Powers:
INTELLIGENCE 7 (limited)
STRENGTH 0
SPEED 3
DURABILITY 1
FIGHTING SKILLS 5
------------------------
SHAPE-SHIFTING 4
CONCEALMENT 4

Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this): The Cat's intelligence is limited, showing up only in things like tracking prey, figuring out their weaknessess, figuring out where and when to run...etc. The Cat cannot speak, cannot do things like hack into computers...anything that was learned with civilization, really.
Personality: The Cat doesn't have consciousness in the normal, human sense of the word. It is a being without pretty much any concerns beyond stalkinng any big kills that come along, and before avoiding doing anything.
History: When the world was young, most of the gods quickly learned to hold themselves above it. Zeus staying up on a mountain, Yahweh within his temples...all away from life.

Not so the primal beasts, however.

These gods took the forms of the beasts around thhem--made living out their visceral urges their predominant purpose, and Hannanyala was no exception. He was obsessed with the stealthy hunt and took the form of the cat to show it.

Time passed. The fae came, and Hannanyala killed a few. He killed a few gods too. Who exactly was in charge mattered little to him.

Then the gods and the fae left, and Hannanyala killd a few beasts. Coyote was the first to fall, and then the Horned Toad.

Then the primal beasts were few, and Hannanyala was bored. The Cat forgot its name in this time.

And now...just now...true prey are being heralded.

Now the Cat must wait...
RP Sample: Nothing with more than a post or so...

Question; what the fuck is a cat doing as a student at a high school?

I mean, Crowley's Crowley, but not that Crowley.

Posing as someone's pet.

I humbly volunteer.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Question; what the fuck is a cat doing as a student at a high school?

I mean, Crowley's Crowley, but not that Crowley.

Posing as someone's pet.

I humbly volunteer.

I don't see how James could possibly keep a cat alive.

Wouldn't he be feeding it poisons or something, just to see what would happen?

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Posing as someone's pet.

I humbly volunteer.

I don't see how James could possibly keep a cat alive.

Wouldn't he be feeding it poisons or something, just to see what would happen?

No, that's Lewis.

He'd just neglect it for sexy times.

[Nationstatelandsville]

I don't see how James could possibly keep a cat alive.

Wouldn't he be feeding it poisons or something, just to see what would happen?

No, that's Lewis.

He'd just neglect it for sexy times.

Lewis is legally prohibited from keeping pets by the United States of America, Canada, Australia, and France.

He is simply banned from Germany, Spain, Mexico, New Zealand, India, and Turkmenistan.

He is the number one most wanted criminal in Peru, simply from the gross amount of alpacas he has punched.

[Ameriganastan]

Reading through some of the old stuff...was I really shipping one of my characters with Hard's? What the hell was I smoking...

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Reading through some of the old stuff...was I really shipping one of my characters with Hard's? What the hell was I smoking...

... You were?

... OH, RIGHT, THAT ONE, WHICH NEVER HAPPENED

[Metanih]

No, that's Lewis.

He'd just neglect it for sexy times.

Lewis is legally prohibited from keeping pets by the United States of America, Canada, Australia, and France.

He is simply banned from Germany, Spain, Mexico, New Zealand, India, and Turkmenistan.

He is the number one most wanted criminal in Peru, simply from the gross amount of alpacas he has punched.

But wait... Not Britain!

[Nationstatelandsville]

Lewis is legally prohibited from keeping pets by the United States of America, Canada, Australia, and France.

He is simply banned from Germany, Spain, Mexico, New Zealand, India, and Turkmenistan.

He is the number one most wanted criminal in Peru, simply from the gross amount of alpacas he has punched.

But wait... Not Britain!

Exactly.

[Cthulhutu]

Name: Ivy Green
Age (Actual): 18
Age (Appears): 16
Race: Human/Demigod
Appearance (Picture or good description):


A bit like this, but with a few differences. For one, her hair is tinted white, and she's also paler than that.
Powergrid/Powers:
Intelligence: 6
Strength: 1
Speed: 1
Durability: 1
Magic Level:
Level 7 Plant Manipulation
Level 5 Healing
Fighting Skills: 3
Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this): Ivy has asthma, as well as a tendency to be rather overemotional.
Personality: After being with the angels for two years, Ivy's personality changed. Imagine a human mimicking an angel, and you'll have it. She's a bit stiff at times in conversation, generally depressed (although she hides this), and she pretends to be noble and stoic like the angels (however, this is an act). She has a very strong sense of "right" and "wrong".
History:
About 200 years ago, Demeter got some action with an Irish gardener. I mean, being the Greek God of Plants kind of sucks, and she didn't have much to do, and the gardener looked great. Of course, one thing led to another, and Demeter had a few children. Of course, Demeter flipped out and went back to planting grain fields in the middle of fucking nowhere, and the unluckily unnamed Irish Gardener started raising a family.

About two hundred years and several generations after Demeter got some action with the Irish Gardener, Ivy was born to two garden shop owners in the town of Springfield, Kansas. Her life up until 12 years of age was average. Went to school, had a few friends, got decent grades, and all that completely utterly boring stuff that nobody cares to read about. When she hit the age of thirteen, things changed. For one, her hair turned green. Of course, that wasn't really that large of a change. The main deal was the plants. Ivy worked in the garden shop daily. But at around 14, the plants started...changing. They'd whip all around, flowers would blossom, vines would sprout...it was odd. Her parents, of course, couldn't figure what was going on at all. After the 2012 incident, they assumed that something strange was going down. However, they ignored it and passed it over as freak coincidence. However, when she was 15, her parents heard about the school and attempted to enroll her in Elfen High. After a few months, she left to join. During her first year, when Loki attacked, she went and fought her way up a stairwell with James, Hilde, and Damien. However, she chose to stay in the front of the group, and as a result, ended up being slashed in the midsection with a demon scythe. Instead of seeking medical support, she hid it, and continued up the stairs, pretending that nothing was wrong. However, when she attacked Loki, he shot a fireball at her, and it ended up killing her.

Of course, death is never the end. By sheer chance, Ivy landed in Heavensgate. Raphael, however, asked her to stay and be his advisor. She agreed, because she believed that she would be doing good, and that helping the angels would be the honorable thing to do. However, two years later, she regrets it. She doesn't want to leave the angels, as they kept her from being killed (in Hell, that is), and she feels like with all the things going on, they need her. However, she feels incredibly depressed and lonely. Angels aren't humans, and she feels out of place among them, as well as completely alone. Unluckily, she isn't quite sure how she would leave Heavengate, or if she even wants to.

RP Sample: http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=194624#wrap