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Forum-Index → Roleplay → The Slayers of Bahamut [6 Slots Remaining]Name: Haruna "Runa" Waters
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Haruna, the daughter of Ryu and Maria
Waters, both were renowned magicians though not that skilled to
permanently seal Bahamut. 23 years back when she was born they were
more than happy to have her. When Bahamut unleashed his rage 3
years later, the baby Haruna got killed in it. In order to bring
her back as she was their only child her father Ryu searched for a
way to bring her back for months forgetting to sleep or eat.
Finally she was resurrected but at the cost of her father's life as
he wasn't skilled enough to perform it perfectly, Haruna was
resurrected with a problem, she will not live longer than 30. Her
mother was shocked and decided to seek revenge on Bahamut for it
was Bahamut's fault that her daughter was 'cursed' with a limited
life and she lost her beloved husband. Her mother was one of the
magicians who sealed off Bahamut and had also sacrificed herself
for peace. Haruna was raised by a foster family, a family which was
close to her original one and when she was told the truth about her
real parents, she burst into a fit of rage, she then and there
decided to seek revenge on Bahamut and seal him off for forever. So
she joined the school.
Personality: She's quite headstrong and likes to be a perfectionist, she won't stop training until even the finest details are perfect, she's cool-headed usually and has never known partnership or working in a group so she might have problems if she is put in a group. She has always kept any sadness to herself and not shed even one tear in front of anyone till now.
Specialized Magic : Water control, she can control water, its shape, its force, its form, she can also make weapons from her energy, it depends on the weapon on how much percentage of energy it uses.
Crush: Not at the moment, she believes that falling in love will make her weaker and distracted from her goal
Other: She has a soft spot for cute things but she crushes the urge to even touch the thing.
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Tom a resident of the modern world, 2079, was on his way to rescue his friend Bob from a facility where people sick from the new Nuca virus are kept, the facility, basically a jail, was made to keep the infected people in isolation, the virus being highly contagius and deadly, even the workers at the facility were scared to go near the people so they got food quite rarely and were not given clothes to change since they believed that even disposing off the clothes will not drive away the virus from it. Tom approached as he felt anxious, nervous and somewhat sweaty, Bob was already at the place where they were supposed to meet and after a few minutes of waiting impatiently, Tom appeared before them. The duo successfully got out from the facility and were running through the forest which surrounds the facility in anxiety, excitement and a little nervousness, it was the best day of his life for Bob.
While in the forest the two friends got cornered by the guards who were more like military soldiers more than guards. Suddenly to even Tom's surprise Bob removed a gun which he had stolen from the facility, from one of his pockets and pointed the gun at the guards, while Tom was still trying to recover from the shock of his friend carrying a gun, Bob had already shot down 2 guards out of 5 and was now at the last bullet, knowing that it was their doom, Bob made a quick decision, already his life was a hell, death seemed the sweetest thing to him right now as he will anyways die in the facility becayse the virus had no cure. Bob slowly pointed the gun to his head "Godbye, Tom, thanks for everything you've done for me" was what he said while feeling sweaty from running so much and a mix of frightened, nervous and hesitant emotions, as he was about to pull the trigger with his eyes closed, Tom snatched the gun from him "i cannot let you die like this, buddy" Tom said while the guards watched in amusement since they knew that the two could not escape even if they tried so either one of them died or went to the facility with them. Bob tried to get the gun back from Tom "Tom i have to, i cannot die in that heck of a facility!" Bob yelled and in a sudden moved grabbed the gun but Tom had not let go of it yet. The two syruggled for some time for the possession of the gun and during that sudden struggle, a gunshot was heard, the last bullet had been used up and one of the two best friends was dead, not by the virus but by a bullet.
Several days later guards were on a round in the mental ward of the facility, one of the cell's nameplate read 'Bob Hank', in there sat Bob with his head hung down in shame. Rumours were around that Bob had tried to escaoe recently with a friend called Tom and during a struggle ended up killing Tom, turned out the guards were told to bring Bob and Tom back to the facility since it was recently detected in the city that even Tom was infected with the virus and Bob never knew about it, after the death of his friend Bob started having mental attacks and time to time he would go in a fit of rage feeling various emotions as he would bang his head or hands or try to bring blood out of his body in some or the other way. Now he had to live with guilt and shame of killing his friend for whatever time was remaining in his life.
Tom a resident of the modern world, 2079, was on his way to rescue his friend Bob from a facility where people sick from the new Nuca virus are kept, the facility, basically a jail, was made to keep the infected people in isolation, the virus being highly contagius and deadly, even the workers at the facility were scared to go near the people so they got food quite rarely and were not given clothes to change since they believed that even disposing off the clothes will not drive away the virus from it. Tom approached as he felt anxious, nervous and somewhat sweaty, Bob was already at the place where they were supposed to meet and after a few minutes of waiting impatiently, Tom appeared before them. The duo successfully got out from the facility and were running through the forest which surrounds the facility in anxiety, excitement and a little nervousness, it was the best day of his life for Bob.
While in the forest the two friends got cornered by the guards who were more like military soldiers more than guards. Suddenly to even Tom's surprise Bob removed a gun which he had stolen from the facility, from one of his pockets and pointed the gun at the guards, while Tom was still trying to recover from the shock of his friend carrying a gun, Bob had already shot down 2 guards out of 5 and was now at the last bullet, knowing that it was their doom, Bob made a quick decision, already his life was a hell, death seemed the sweetest thing to him right now as he will anyways die in the facility becayse the virus had no cure. Bob slowly pointed the gun to his head "Godbye, Tom, thanks for everything you've done for me" was what he said while feeling sweaty from running so much and a mix of frightened, nervous and hesitant emotions, as he was about to pull the trigger with his eyes closed, Tom snatched the gun from him "i cannot let you die like this, buddy" Tom said while the guards watched in amusement since they knew that the two could not escape even if they tried so either one of them died or went to the facility with them. Bob tried to get the gun back from Tom "Tom i have to, i cannot die in that heck of a facility!" Bob yelled and in a sudden moved grabbed the gun but Tom had not let go of it yet. The two syruggled for some time for the possession of the gun and during that sudden struggle, a gunshot was heard, the last bullet had been used up and one of the two best friends was dead, not by the virus but by a bullet.
Several days later guards were on a round in the mental ward of the facility, one of the cell's nameplate read 'Bob Hank', in there sat Bob with his head hung down in shame. Rumours were around that Bob had tried to escaoe recently with a friend called Tom and during a struggle ended up killing Tom, turned out the guards were told to bring Bob and Tom back to the facility since it was recently detected in the city that even Tom was infected with the virus and Bob never knew about it, after the death of his friend Bob started having mental attacks and time to time he would go in a fit of rage feeling various emotions as he would bang his head or hands or try to bring blood out of his body in some or the other way. Now he had to live with guilt and shame of killing his friend for whatever time was remaining in his life.
Name: Nicholas 'Nick' Marksman
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Fairy
Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Personality: He's kind as expected from a fairy, determined to his
work but becomes lenient sometimes and goes around to have fun, he
believes it is necessary to communicate in a group so he tries to
know everyone in a good way20 years ago when he was 5, Bahamut's
rage had stolen his wings and power of flight away from him. His
wings were useless and were thus cut off. He wasn't exceoted in any
public schools as they said that having a wingless fairy might not
be good and so he was home-schooled since then. His parents had
divorced because people would always remind them of Nick not having
wings and it was getting too much since it was a shame for a fairy
to not have wings.
He started living with his father because his mom's mental state wasn't too good, she was stressed out too often and had outbursts. His father too gave in to the pressure a year later and he was about to abandon him when his uncle adopted him. Nick never blamed his parents for what happened. His uncle had lost his daughter because of Bahamut's rage but his uncle was able to move on and accept him as his child.
His father had lost his job because of Nick's inability and his mother's family abandoned her except for his mother's sister. He never blamed them once though it pained. He then decided that the tragedies had to stop, Bahamut had to either die and be sealed for good.
He started living with his father because his mom's mental state wasn't too good, she was stressed out too often and had outbursts. His father too gave in to the pressure a year later and he was about to abandon him when his uncle adopted him. Nick never blamed his parents for what happened. His uncle had lost his daughter because of Bahamut's rage but his uncle was able to move on and accept him as his child.
His father had lost his job because of Nick's inability and his mother's family abandoned her except for his mother's sister. He never blamed them once though it pained. He then decided that the tragedies had to stop, Bahamut had to either die and be sealed for good.
Specialized Magic : He specializes in controlling wind and plants or trees and has inherited the fairy powers of invisibility and animal communication though he is completely visible to animals no matter what i.e it only works on beasts and mortals.
Crush: None, he keeps his duties before love but wouldn't mind having one, just waiting for someone who his heart will agree to beat for
Other: He has Arachnophobia.
Would it be too much trouble for people to do clear paragraphs when writing? You all see I have Dyslexia in reading and writing which makes it confusing when there no caps at the beginning of sentences and no clear paragraphs... My letters get all fuzzy and I skips lines.
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There was a large elevated area which technically could be called a stage, but it really wasn't. There was nothing really special. There were no decorations, no statues, no nothing. It was so bland and boring. The Kingdom of Thain was as loud and bustling as ever, but everywhere near the ceremonial area seemed to be so...quiet and intimidated. Several figures with their hands behind their backs were lined up on the elevator.
Looking at it from the front, Draco was the first one on the left and the other Slayers follow by lining up beside him. There was no real particular order, it just happened that Draco was the first one to be there. He still didn't have many friends and he had no family to reassure. As they were killed by his brother and his brother was stick locked up in a cell. Draco sighed as those memories came back. And with those memories, also came a pain in Draco's chest.
He was feeling the pain and struggle that he couldn't save his parents from his brother but more that his very own brother used magic to kill them. Draco calmed down and the pain eased, eventually vanishing entirely.
The king and the queen of Thain --as well as the prince and princess-- were in front of them at the front of the elevated area. They were going to be the announcers. The plan was to give a speech and then introduce the audience to the each of the Slayers who would be given a role and then they would have to give a speech. Since Draco was first, he will be the one who shall give a speech first and be the first to get his or her role.
It was nearly a whole hour before the actual ceremony were to begin but the royal family and Slayers were their early since they were the special guests. Despite this though, people had already began to enter the ceremonial area and had taken their seats. Nearly everyone and anyone from all the planet could come see the ceremony. The size of the ceremonial area was at least the size of a football stadium (which don't exist in this world).
After a while the ceremony began. The king spoke loudly so the crowd could here. "Welcome my friends! Today is the day we strike fear into the heart of Bahamut. Here with me the Slayers of Bahamut! Please let them introduce themself before I begin my speech!" The king roared. "First, we have the leader of the Slayers of Bahamut, Draco!" Draco stepped forward and looked at the crowd "My name is Draco Matthews and it is a pleasure to meet you. I hope that I can live up to your expectations as a leader. I also assure you that I will lead us to victory." Draco said with confidence.
The crowd roared and Draco heard people mention how young Draco was. Draco didn't let it bother him and he stepped back. "Then we have our healer, Nexanda! Please step up!"
Thus started a journey which she hoped had never happened. She found that in this school they were training to defeat Bahamut… No that couldn’t be right he was a good god according to her knowledge. He always had been, alignment of good, surely that must have been a mistake. Though she continued on hoping that one day she might be able to be strong enough to make it to see and travel with what she now called her associates and travel to defeat this evil which had sprouted.
Although she continued to pray night and day she found that it wasn’t the same in this world though she continued, not wanting to let one fault phase her. She grew up more humanly amongst the others but she couldn’t help but feel like a odd thumb. Not only that of her praying to the gods for guidance, but she didn’t at any point reveal any of her past which made many wary of her.
Still she had made it into the top and was standing before a large audience… ’Just like the time’s when… No. Not now. Now is not the time for that, hold your head high, smile. They accepted you here… Even if they truly didn’t know you’ She said to herself as she stepped forward.
“I am Nexanda Tora at your service” She bowed but smiled even wider at the cheers… it had been such a long time since she hear cheerful ones… Not the ones which were more… Laughter and cruel… “I pray that the gods leads us to a grand victory and that I will always do the best I can to protect my fellow warriors! Dustin Wolf I do believe you are next” She called as she stood upright and turned to the other odd being.
Watching her comrades speaking out to everyone was a treat, however. She was proud of every single one of them, admiring their strengths. She felt weak as a healer, and was still practicing her sword skills. She brushed her hair back behind her ears, the wind felt like it was trying to blow her out into the open, but she stayed exactly where she was.
Just in case others saw her, Sasha kept a smile plastered across her face, being proudness of herself for being part of Draco's group.
Zero stayed near the back, chewing her lip. She hated crowds and they honestly scared her. Gil wasn't being helpful and Rose was trying to give advice, although the roar of the crowd drowned her out.
"Zero, Let me just take control for the speech. Everything would be easier that way." Rose urged, attempting to reason with Zero.
"Fine. Go ahead take over. Take over for the whole ceremony, I don't care. I just don't want to be here." Zero muttered. Closing her eyes, the next time she opened her eyes, it was different than the normal Red Violet Heterchromia colour. Instead it was an Icy Blue
"Thank you Draco and Nexanda for your speeches!" The king said. The crowd cheered for them despite the fact their response was quite late and delayed. Draco felt awkward about the whole situation. "Anyway, next we have Zero! She is our scout who detect conversations from long distances!" The king yelled.