Post by Arashi on Feb 17, 2020 1:58:17 GMT -8
Name: Arashi
Species: Monster
Age: Born in 1154
Gender: Male
Skills & Statistics You can find information about your Skills and Statistics here. You start with 30 skill points to spend.
Fighting: 5
Energy Control: 10
Reflexes: 10
Resilience: 5
Accuracy: 1d100+(Fighting) / 1d100+(Energy Control)
Defense: 50+Reflexes
HP: 50+Resilience
KI: 100
DR: -0
Class: Wizard
Racial Trait: 9001 Lives
Requirements: Beastman, Human, or Monster
Effect: You are immune to the chance of Death in Death Battles, and Events. You automatically get an option to write words to survive and you get a 50% discount on whatever the amount of words you are given to write to recover from such battles.
Effort Points:
Zeni: 1000 Zeni
Mastery Points: 2/2 (You start with 2 mastery points which can be used to purchase masteries or banked for later use.)
Traits: N/A
Class Features: Conjury - You gain the Utility Techniques “Magic Materialization” and “Paparapapa” at Rank 1 and they do not take up any technique slots.
Sorcery - You begin every thread with 4 Arcane Points(AP) and may spend them At-Will for the following effects:
-Afflict: You gain one additional Bonus Action on this turn- this Bonus Action may only be used to perform Utility Techniques.
-Divinate: You gain +10 Defense on your next turn.
-Enchant: Select one non-Special Status Effect; your attacks on this turn that target an opponent have a 40% chance to inflict the chosen Status Effect to their target. This may not cause an attack to inflict the same Status Effect twice.
-Evoke: You sacrifice 10 HP and restore 10 Ki.
-Transmute: Choose a non-outfit item an opponent has equipped. They may not activate that item for 3 turns. Each Opponent may have only a single item transmuted at a time.
Personality: Arashi is new to the world, and eager to explore. He lives more like an animal than a person, living in the woods with beasts and other monsters like himself. His personality is still forming, but for the moment he is innocent, and carefree while being wild as he likes. There is nothing and no one to stop him from doing what he wants in the wilds.
History: Born in 1154 under mysterious circumstances. His history begins in the sample RP.
Starting Non-Basic Technique Chosen: FREEZE
You unleash a torrent of cold at your opponent to encase them in ice and slow down their movements.
Type: Utility
Action: Bonus Action
Effect: You have a 70% chance to inflict the Freeze status on your target and the effect lasts for +1 turn. The max chance to inflict with any effect is 95%.
Cost: 5 ki
Limit: Three times per thread.
Ranks: Rank 2 is 80% chance to Freeze. Rank 3 the effect lasts for +2 turns.
Technique Slots: 5/5
Species: Monster
Age: Born in 1154
Gender: Male
Skills & Statistics You can find information about your Skills and Statistics here. You start with 30 skill points to spend.
Fighting: 5
Energy Control: 10
Reflexes: 10
Resilience: 5
Accuracy: 1d100+(Fighting) / 1d100+(Energy Control)
Defense: 50+Reflexes
HP: 50+Resilience
KI: 100
DR: -0
Class: Wizard
Racial Trait: 9001 Lives
Requirements: Beastman, Human, or Monster
Effect: You are immune to the chance of Death in Death Battles, and Events. You automatically get an option to write words to survive and you get a 50% discount on whatever the amount of words you are given to write to recover from such battles.
Effort Points:
Zeni: 1000 Zeni
Mastery Points: 2/2 (You start with 2 mastery points which can be used to purchase masteries or banked for later use.)
Traits: N/A
Class Features: Conjury - You gain the Utility Techniques “Magic Materialization” and “Paparapapa” at Rank 1 and they do not take up any technique slots.
Sorcery - You begin every thread with 4 Arcane Points(AP) and may spend them At-Will for the following effects:
-Afflict: You gain one additional Bonus Action on this turn- this Bonus Action may only be used to perform Utility Techniques.
-Divinate: You gain +10 Defense on your next turn.
-Enchant: Select one non-Special Status Effect; your attacks on this turn that target an opponent have a 40% chance to inflict the chosen Status Effect to their target. This may not cause an attack to inflict the same Status Effect twice.
-Evoke: You sacrifice 10 HP and restore 10 Ki.
-Transmute: Choose a non-outfit item an opponent has equipped. They may not activate that item for 3 turns. Each Opponent may have only a single item transmuted at a time.
Appearance: 
A picture to show how he'll look later on. But as of the time of this profiles creations, he has the body comparable to that of a six year old child in terms of shape. Small, lithe, but with power beyond what that small body suggests he should have. Short wild dark blue hair, and eyes of lighting gold. I intend for his body to age by 2 years every 1,000 PL, at which point he will hit maturity at 10,000 PL, putting him physically into his 20's. At which point he will cease to age. While he's not hiding his monster traits he has 6 horns, 2 wings, and 1 long blue scaled tail. His hands, and feet also have a layer of scales on them with nails that can be extended or retracted as needed.
Personality: Arashi is new to the world, and eager to explore. He lives more like an animal than a person, living in the woods with beasts and other monsters like himself. His personality is still forming, but for the moment he is innocent, and carefree while being wild as he likes. There is nothing and no one to stop him from doing what he wants in the wilds.
History: Born in 1154 under mysterious circumstances. His history begins in the sample RP.
RP Sample:
It fell from the sky, a small dot of glistening silver that slipped through the clouds like a gift from heaven. An egg of impressive size fell from the sky, the blue moon peeking from behind storming clouds to shine soft blue light off the silver shell as it fell.
When it hit the ground, it went mostly unnoticed. The egg itself and the life inside were entirely unharmed. A boom sounded as it hit, causing a small crater in the Earth where it hit the ground. But otherwise, there was nothing around to hear the sound of the fallen egg over the sound of harshly falling rain and booming thunder.
This is the origin of the life inside, being born into a magical world where hopes and dreams may become reality. Great power was held from within that hard, perhaps indestructible shell. But the shape inside had yet to break free, though it would soon. The rain was cold as ice, it might have been a surprise to no one if the rain were to turn to snow at a moments notice. But it did not, and the storm raged on, powerful, and angry. Perhaps reflecting the rage of the skies who had let loose new life into the world. A gift to the world from the gods, or a curse. Fate had yet to sew itself, but time would tell if the life inside was one of noble intention or cursed desire.
-----
For a night and day, the storm raged, endlessly pouring down. When the moon rose to shine down on the silver shell for a second time, it began to quiver... It was finally time.
A soft knocking, crunching, popping came from inside. Then the shell shattered, being splintered to a thousand pieces as energy swirled and flowed around the newly born being. It took what was likely to have been its first breath. Shining golden eyes sparked like lightning as they looked around the forest, feeling the cold rain kiss their newly formed skin, but the cold did not seem to bother them, even naked as they were. They were a child of this storm, they were the storm. He was... Arashi. He knew it in his heart, in his blood. He knew his name though there was no one there to name him. Yet he did not know what he was.
Perhaps he had heard the name whispered to him in his shell. Perhaps the knowledge was simply a part of his nature. Though he was just born, he knew more than he should. Young and inexperienced, his body was like that of a six-year-old. No taller than three feet from head to foot. Small wings stretched from his back, a tail lashed at the base of his spine, and his hands and feet were covered in soft blue, but strong scales that matched the six horns pointing out from the side of his head. He was naked, and it was cold in the icy rain, but being a child of storm, being Arashi. The storm was his to bend as he wished, and he liked the cold of the wet rain, it felt comfortable, familiar to him. And he knew already that his elements were that of ice and lightning.
He held out a hand, letting energy spark in his pal, above a small pool of water that gathered in his small hand. His power was new. He could bend the storm, but he could not wield its rain or lightning. The thought saddened him. He would need power in this world. He was strong, even for his young body, very strong. His power would evolve in time, for now, he was only a pup of his kind... Whatever his kind was. He reached up, touching along the horns of his head, looking to his hands and the sharp black nails that decorated the tips of his fingers. Glancing over a shoulder to shake his wings and tail. Everything was working, though he wasn't strong enough to fly yet. Odd how he could be so strong, and yet so weak at the same time.
He stepped from the spot where he had broken from his shell, his strength demonstrated as his claws ripped easy furrows into the side of a tree. If he were to attack a tree with a punch he could probably smash it in half. But for now, he wasn't interested in wasting energy. He needed food.
So he sought it out, walking through the forest, keeping his wings tucked against his back. They were useless for now anyway. But even now with every minute that passed, he could feel himself growing. It was fast compared to the growth of a human. If he was able to gain the power he needed quickly, then in a few months he would reach maturity. Until that happened he was stuck with a young body that could not handle the power he sought to tame.
Arashi breathed out, steaming in the cold rain. Even that small breath sparked with subtle energy, lightning cracked in the mist of his breath.
-----
A few hours of hunting, eventually lead to a nice yield. He walked into the cave that had the scent of an anime to it. He approached fearlessly, bare feet padding along the floor of the cave. Eventually catching the attention of the sleeping beast inside.
It was a massive brown bear, it's body scarred from years of hunters attempting to catch it, and each one has met their demise at the paws of this massive ravenous beast. Its fur was lined with uncountable scars, missing a left eye, though the other beady black orb was still intact. And the bear turned that eye down upon the small creature that had entered its cave.
Arashi watched it, but with no fear in his eyes. He merely dragged his tongue along his lips and teeth. The bear didn't know it yet, but Arashi was going to become the king of this forest. But he could see the bear was getting ready to attack. This would be the time to test his new body against the beast and see just how strong he truly was. He needed to eat, and this bear was as good to him as any other beast, only it's size meant that he would not need to hunt for a few days. Such a large creature would have plenty of meat for Arashi to enjoy.
A large paw swept at Arashi, claws seeking to rend flesh.
Arashi gathered his power into a hand, forming something made of ice. As the paw slammed into his little body he has swept aside, slamming into the side of the case with a crack, and the bear leaving gashes across his chest that bled a blood a few shades too bright to be like that of a human. Dripping a bright pink, nearly white-colored blood. But the wound was only skin deep, it stung, and his back hurt from hitting the wall. But he had left a parting gift in the bear's paw at least, a small dagger sized icicle rammed through the paw that had struck him.
The bear enraged at the pain in its paw, dripping red droplets of blood to the cave floor, came after the monster-boy once more. But this time Arashi did not wait around, jumping off the cave wall like a springboard.
The bear tried to smack him down once more, but it did no good, the sweep going wide as Arashi slammed a frosty hand into the bear's chest, his own nails having extended to better pierce the bears thick fur and flesh. Arashi hit, while the bear had failed its attack. The result was a dead bear falling to the floor with a soft crash, landing on it's back. Arashi lifted his hand, licking the blood from his hand and nails. It had been a perfect shot, hitting right at the heart of the beast. He gave a soft laugh before he started digging in. Tearing away fur and flesh to get to the bears fatty meat. Eating it raw as the monster-boy exposed sharp teeth which curled back from his lips, practically plunging into his prey face first with teeth bared. He was going to get his fill of the prey he had killed. His body still ached from the short battle, but already he could feel the wound on his chest sealing itself.
-----
It was sometime later when he had finally satiated himself. He breathed out, more breath steaming in the cold cave. Having ripped the fur off the bear he made a bed of it. The cold would keep the meat fresh for longer anyway. If he wanted to, he could always freeze what remained of it to preserve it and eat it frozen. Hot or cold didn't matter.
But for now at least. It was time to sleep. Resting down his weary head, he closed his eyes to sleep.
When it hit the ground, it went mostly unnoticed. The egg itself and the life inside were entirely unharmed. A boom sounded as it hit, causing a small crater in the Earth where it hit the ground. But otherwise, there was nothing around to hear the sound of the fallen egg over the sound of harshly falling rain and booming thunder.
This is the origin of the life inside, being born into a magical world where hopes and dreams may become reality. Great power was held from within that hard, perhaps indestructible shell. But the shape inside had yet to break free, though it would soon. The rain was cold as ice, it might have been a surprise to no one if the rain were to turn to snow at a moments notice. But it did not, and the storm raged on, powerful, and angry. Perhaps reflecting the rage of the skies who had let loose new life into the world. A gift to the world from the gods, or a curse. Fate had yet to sew itself, but time would tell if the life inside was one of noble intention or cursed desire.
-----
For a night and day, the storm raged, endlessly pouring down. When the moon rose to shine down on the silver shell for a second time, it began to quiver... It was finally time.
A soft knocking, crunching, popping came from inside. Then the shell shattered, being splintered to a thousand pieces as energy swirled and flowed around the newly born being. It took what was likely to have been its first breath. Shining golden eyes sparked like lightning as they looked around the forest, feeling the cold rain kiss their newly formed skin, but the cold did not seem to bother them, even naked as they were. They were a child of this storm, they were the storm. He was... Arashi. He knew it in his heart, in his blood. He knew his name though there was no one there to name him. Yet he did not know what he was.
Perhaps he had heard the name whispered to him in his shell. Perhaps the knowledge was simply a part of his nature. Though he was just born, he knew more than he should. Young and inexperienced, his body was like that of a six-year-old. No taller than three feet from head to foot. Small wings stretched from his back, a tail lashed at the base of his spine, and his hands and feet were covered in soft blue, but strong scales that matched the six horns pointing out from the side of his head. He was naked, and it was cold in the icy rain, but being a child of storm, being Arashi. The storm was his to bend as he wished, and he liked the cold of the wet rain, it felt comfortable, familiar to him. And he knew already that his elements were that of ice and lightning.
He held out a hand, letting energy spark in his pal, above a small pool of water that gathered in his small hand. His power was new. He could bend the storm, but he could not wield its rain or lightning. The thought saddened him. He would need power in this world. He was strong, even for his young body, very strong. His power would evolve in time, for now, he was only a pup of his kind... Whatever his kind was. He reached up, touching along the horns of his head, looking to his hands and the sharp black nails that decorated the tips of his fingers. Glancing over a shoulder to shake his wings and tail. Everything was working, though he wasn't strong enough to fly yet. Odd how he could be so strong, and yet so weak at the same time.
He stepped from the spot where he had broken from his shell, his strength demonstrated as his claws ripped easy furrows into the side of a tree. If he were to attack a tree with a punch he could probably smash it in half. But for now, he wasn't interested in wasting energy. He needed food.
So he sought it out, walking through the forest, keeping his wings tucked against his back. They were useless for now anyway. But even now with every minute that passed, he could feel himself growing. It was fast compared to the growth of a human. If he was able to gain the power he needed quickly, then in a few months he would reach maturity. Until that happened he was stuck with a young body that could not handle the power he sought to tame.
Arashi breathed out, steaming in the cold rain. Even that small breath sparked with subtle energy, lightning cracked in the mist of his breath.
-----
A few hours of hunting, eventually lead to a nice yield. He walked into the cave that had the scent of an anime to it. He approached fearlessly, bare feet padding along the floor of the cave. Eventually catching the attention of the sleeping beast inside.
It was a massive brown bear, it's body scarred from years of hunters attempting to catch it, and each one has met their demise at the paws of this massive ravenous beast. Its fur was lined with uncountable scars, missing a left eye, though the other beady black orb was still intact. And the bear turned that eye down upon the small creature that had entered its cave.
Arashi watched it, but with no fear in his eyes. He merely dragged his tongue along his lips and teeth. The bear didn't know it yet, but Arashi was going to become the king of this forest. But he could see the bear was getting ready to attack. This would be the time to test his new body against the beast and see just how strong he truly was. He needed to eat, and this bear was as good to him as any other beast, only it's size meant that he would not need to hunt for a few days. Such a large creature would have plenty of meat for Arashi to enjoy.
A large paw swept at Arashi, claws seeking to rend flesh.
Arashi gathered his power into a hand, forming something made of ice. As the paw slammed into his little body he has swept aside, slamming into the side of the case with a crack, and the bear leaving gashes across his chest that bled a blood a few shades too bright to be like that of a human. Dripping a bright pink, nearly white-colored blood. But the wound was only skin deep, it stung, and his back hurt from hitting the wall. But he had left a parting gift in the bear's paw at least, a small dagger sized icicle rammed through the paw that had struck him.
The bear enraged at the pain in its paw, dripping red droplets of blood to the cave floor, came after the monster-boy once more. But this time Arashi did not wait around, jumping off the cave wall like a springboard.
The bear tried to smack him down once more, but it did no good, the sweep going wide as Arashi slammed a frosty hand into the bear's chest, his own nails having extended to better pierce the bears thick fur and flesh. Arashi hit, while the bear had failed its attack. The result was a dead bear falling to the floor with a soft crash, landing on it's back. Arashi lifted his hand, licking the blood from his hand and nails. It had been a perfect shot, hitting right at the heart of the beast. He gave a soft laugh before he started digging in. Tearing away fur and flesh to get to the bears fatty meat. Eating it raw as the monster-boy exposed sharp teeth which curled back from his lips, practically plunging into his prey face first with teeth bared. He was going to get his fill of the prey he had killed. His body still ached from the short battle, but already he could feel the wound on his chest sealing itself.
-----
It was sometime later when he had finally satiated himself. He breathed out, more breath steaming in the cold cave. Having ripped the fur off the bear he made a bed of it. The cold would keep the meat fresh for longer anyway. If he wanted to, he could always freeze what remained of it to preserve it and eat it frozen. Hot or cold didn't matter.
But for now at least. It was time to sleep. Resting down his weary head, he closed his eyes to sleep.
WC: 1,508
Referred by: Warr
(If any. Your referrer and yourself gain bonuses in threads together when it comes to Gains (a 25% static bonus together) and also are given a 1000 Effort Point and 1 Mastery Point bonus for being recruited/recruiting.)
Starting Non-Basic Technique Chosen: FREEZE
You unleash a torrent of cold at your opponent to encase them in ice and slow down their movements.
Type: Utility
Action: Bonus Action
Effect: You have a 70% chance to inflict the Freeze status on your target and the effect lasts for +1 turn. The max chance to inflict with any effect is 95%.
Cost: 5 ki
Limit: Three times per thread.
Ranks: Rank 2 is 80% chance to Freeze. Rank 3 the effect lasts for +2 turns.
Learn: Rank 1 takes 2 weeks to learn. Additional ranks do not take time but cost 2 MP.
Technique Slots: 5/5
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