Fantasy Battles RP

The outcome of battles (and maybe other stuff too) is settled randomly by the above generator. The rest of the game, however, is a (thankfully) a good deal deeper than that.
Before a battle, both players have to agree on what the results will mean. Suppose Player 1's Swordsman A and Player 2's Swordsman B decide to fight. Player 1 wants the fight to end with B's death. Player 2 wants the fight to end with A's defeat and nobody's death. B decides that he can find a way around his character's death, so the conclusion is settled.
If A wins, B dies. If B wins, A is defeated. We'll use random.org's Coin Flipper to settle the battle; Player 1 chooses heads, Player 2 chooses tails.
Time to start the random number generator. I roll the site's Coin Flipper and get HEADS. That means A wins the battle, which means B is killed. Now let's write up the story:
A levels his sword at B. "Time to die, you villainous fiend!" B scoffs and retorts, "You're the one who's the villainous fiend! You shall surely die for your slight!" They cross swords, glaring into each other's faces for a few tense moments. Then the battle begins. A and B dance around each other, launching and parrying quick, deadly strikes faster than the eye can see. Suddenly, it's all over. B's sword falls out of his hand, and he drops to his knees before his victorious opponent. "Any last words, B?" A asks with a sneer. B looks up at him and replies, "I forgive you." With an enraged scream, A draws back his sword and plunges it into B's heart.
We don't have to just use the coin flip, though. The site also has a dice roll generator. We could have up to 6 different out comes of the battle, if we wanted. Or we could modify the rolls to account for things like power, skill, speed, and such like. But I'd prefer to keep it simple and relegate it to determining the outcome.
Suppose we used dice instead. Rolling a 1 means A wins without a scratch, 2 means A wins with slight injuries, 3 means A barely wins with grave injuries, 4 means B barely wins with grave injuries, 5 means B wins with slight injuries, and 6 means B wins without a scratch.
I roll a 5.
A levels his sword at B. "Time to die, you villainous fiend!" B scoffs and retorts, "You're the one who's the villainous fiend! You shall surely die for your slight!" They cross swords, glaring into each other's faces for a few tense moments. Then the battle begins. A and B dance around each other, launching and parrying quick, deadly strikes faster than the eye can see. A lands a precise cut along B's left arm, and B staggers back. "I must give you credit; you fight well," B quips. A flourishes his sword and replies, "Thank you. It will be an honor to defeat you." B snickers and fires off what looks like an uppercut, adding, "The honor will be all MINE!" A tries to block it, but the uppercut turns into a sidelong slash before he could realize the feint. A drops to his knees, holding his wounded chest, unable to fight any longer. He glances up at B and mutters, "Go on, kill me." But B just sheaths his sword and walks away.
The battle turned out pretty differently this time, didn't it? You getting a feel for how the system works?
Now for the setting.
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You are a human living on Isora shortly before the Morai Wars. The Morai are a race of humanoids genetically modified to be superior to ordinary humans. They can sense magnetic fields, see into the ultraviolet spectrum, and have eidetic memory. They have genetically-boosted muscle strength, blood flow to the brain (faster processing), and enhanced senses. They are widely considered to be the perfect humans. Their one flaw: they only live for up to 20 years.
Bent on wiping out their "inferior ancestors," the Morai have begun attacking major human settlements. Since Isora has never had (nor needed) a professional military, the government has sent out a nation-wide request for all able-bodied persons to step forward and become Honorable Knights of the newly-formed Spiral Order.
Upon joining the Spiral Order, you will be granted Powered Armor and Powered Weapons that will grant you all the abilities needed to combat the Morai threat. The stakes are high; will you succeed, or will you be brought to your knees before your betters?
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If you wish to join, please provide the following information:
Name: (something reasonable, please. Usernames often sound awful.)
Appearance: (pictures preferred)
Physiology: (age, gender, and any other physiological notes you think we should know)
Race: (must be either human or Morai)
Role: (must be either hero or villain)
Fighting style: (weapon types you prefer, how you use them, how you fight, etc.)
Personality: (don't skimp here, please)
Biography: (you must include LOTS of detail here if you intend to be a villain, because for them, backstory is everything.)
Your equipment will be granted to you by the moderator. Upgrades are unlikely to occur except during special circumstances. The players will all be expected to work as a team, since the threading system of this website doesn't make it easy for players to go their separate ways, so our characters should meet up as soon as possible.
Hero characters begin in the capital city of Serenia. Villain characters begin in the rebellious city of Morlok. Any terrain in between will be explored as the story progresses.
You may begin!
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LIST OF ACCEPTED CHARACTER APPS

Name: QinShiHuang
Appearance: Chinese guy with black hair and a beard.
Physiology: 25 year old male. He has a strange desire to take over everything.
Race: Human. Definitely Human.
Role: Hero
Fighting Style: Using long weapons and stabbing people with them.
Personality: QinShiHuang is very commanding. He never lets anyone act as if they have more power, and he always makes preparations in case something bad happens. Despite this, he thinks his actions are good, and fortunately, his actions are good.
Biography: QinShiHuang was born in what is known as China. His story begins when he was a toddler. Qin made a toy castle out of building blocks. Little did he know that ZhaoZheng, his older brother, was hiding in the corner. Zhao went up to the toy castle and kicked it over, which effectively wasted Qin's afternoon. After that, Qin went into a martial arts class to prepare for the day he would get revenge. One year later, Zhao was robbing a convenience store when Qin happened to be walking by. Qin unknowingly stopped a robbery with a swift roundhouse kick. This got the attention of the Spiral Order, and they convinced Qin to join them.

Name: Nujis
Appearance: Chaos Cloak, Chaos Hood, Prismatic Vertical Vents, Prismatic Wolver Tail, Divine Halo
Physiology: Age - 22, female
Race: Human
Role: Hero and Villain at the same time? neutral?!
Fighting style: Attacking swiftly and demoralizing the opponent.
Personality: Mysterious, cheerful, shadowy figure, tend to avoid conflicts but will be furious when bothered
Biography: Nujis listened to the wind.
She listened and listened. The breeze filled the air with a strange harmony. A snipe flew above her head and she caught it gently. Then she stroked it and let it go.
It was snowing. Snow covered the ground in a brilliant white. Flurries softly floated to the ground. She looked upon the horizon. Yellow and flames seem to fly everywhere. The sight blinded her eyes. She peered over. A knight in yellow, barely visible, was being chased. A Morai wielding a huge, barely visible sword was trampling across the snow to kill him.
She was on the verge of Morlok. The great city of the Morai. It was snowing, it would provide her cover to the Morai, but she didn't need the snow. She has other ways of staying hidden. Then, the knight suddenly fell. The Morai pounced on the knight. Then, the Morai lifted his sword and....she turned away at the last second, fearing for the familiar sight she had long ago....
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"Karun Dys!" shouted Commander Feris.
"Yessir!" She replied.
"You are to sign up against our battles against the Morai?" He exclaimed.
"Yessir!" She obediently answered loudly.
"Dys! It says here," he raised a clipboard,"that you have passed all the tests! Wonderful, wonderful. We are in need of emergency soldiers, and you will serve the new Spiral Order well!"
She tried to hide her satisfaction. "Yessir!"
As he continued to rattle off the names of people who took the fitness test, Karun marched over to where she needs to go, room 118. As she passed the bright lights in the hallway and rushing recruits, she was deep in thought. What Karun did not tell anyone was that she already had training long ago and adequate powers to take down a person twice her size. What if they find out? They would be suspicious. They would think she was a spy, working for the Morai.
Then she came to the room. A figure sat in a chair. "Please sit down...uh....it says here," the figure wondered, "Karun?"
"Yes."
"Alright, I will be giving you a crash course in combat basics and whatnot, got it?"
"Yessir."
"Good girl."
Then he stood up. He had a giant Guardian Shield on his back, a giant sword on his side and he wore armor so big Karun was surprised he could carry them.
"My name is called Loray. We will begin your training now."
Loray tested her on the basics and the harder ones. She progressed quickly, because of her secret training in the past. Loray became more surprised later on when she began outpacing her trainer. It was almost sure Karun would accomplish, but one day.....
"Karun, please exit the room and get me some water." Loray said in a tired voice.
Then she quickly exited the room and ran down the hallway to get him some water. The water was very far away where the room is. It was about 20 rooms down the hallway. But, before she could get to the water, she smashed into a knight carrying some water capsules.
"Hey! Watch where you are going! You are going to make me drop these!" He said.
"Sorry." She replied tartly.
"It's okay, where you heading in such a rush anyway?"
"To get some water."
"But that's so far away! Here, get a water capsule of your own." He exclaimed.
"Thank you."
Then she ran back where she came from back to the homeroom.
She heard voices and opened the door.
It was a shocking sight. Loray was standing over a another knight and Loray had his sword plunged deep into the knight.
"Sir! What?!" She stuttered.
"Damn it! How did you come back so soon? It doesn't matter." He muttered.
Then he approached. Then he stopped. "Agh, they are coming!"
Then he shoved Karun out of the way and ran down the hallway.
Then knights of all sizes came. Commander Feris came himself.
"What is this madness?! You....Karun....killed him?!"
Karun frantically tried to search for an answer. "no....no...no!"
Then Feris exploded. "Guards! Arrest her!"
Karun broke through the knight ranks. She felt grasping hands trying to get a hold on her, but she was too quick and slick like oil. She escaped.
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Then she remembered how she forged a new name for herself.
Nujis.
To hide her identity and find Loray.
Then she ran down the snowy slope to Morlok, city of the Morai.

What? Why? I'm pretty sure your application was just messing around. Stop it. Really? Qingshihuang? Chinese dude with beard? And you described his afternoon? What the heck?

Name:
Blaine Harken
Appearance:
http://www.axisdraco.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/steampunk-mercenary1...
Physiology:
28, Male, Cybernetic, Steam-Powered Arm (Left)
Race:
Human
Role:
Estranged Hero (Mercenary/Renegade).
Fighting style:
Can fight Long Range, but much prefers up close, guerilla tactics.
Personality:
Brash, Cassanova, Cunning, Stubborn, Independant, Discriminates against both Morai & Isorans, Distrusts most.
Biography:
Blaine was a simple boy at the start of his life. A few tragedies had befallen him in his youth, such as an industrial accident wrangling his arm. This had an upturn, as a replacement was the start of a good project and practice in repair and minor construction. Whenever he grew, he added and refitted his arm with new parts and armour. However the life of a worker never lasts, and it wasn't long until he was brought into the Spiral Order to combat the Morai.
Blaine was a Soldier, fighting for what he believed in. Since the day he was conscripted into the Spiral Order, and given his rifle, he had been following orders, certain that it would do the world and his people a good service. Countless tours honed his experience, countless pale faces of dead commrades haunted his dreams. He had changed from the Black-Smith he once was. The brutal life of constant war had changed his whole view on life. Survival of the Fittest.
During a certain battle, it was a stalemate. Trench Warfare. Both sides had taken a fair few casualties, but the Isorans had taken slightly more in reflection. Blaine by this point was the most experienced in his squad by far, the rest being newly recruited consripts who would sooner wet themselves than make a final stand. This didnt matter to Blaine however. He'd seen enough warfare to know how expendable Spiral Command could deem its soldiers. Very Expendable. Sudden gunshots and rushed footsteps could be heard, approaching. The Morai were making a charge over the top. The recruits were panicking, shakily holding their guns in a shamble of a line. Blain made a decision that would affect him for the rest of his life. He adopted the view of Spiral Command, and used the recruits as dummies.
The Isoran trenches began to seep with oil, as Blaine began to empty the stores into the area. The recruits took no notice, as the stampede of Morai warriors were fast approaching. Blaine sat on a ridge, watching the doomed souls fester with pointless prayers. The Morai jumped over and through the pitiful palisade of the conscripts. It was a blood-bath. The screams were silenced as a single match could be seen flying through the air. As soon as it hit the trench, it was all too late. The recruits were offered a cremation, and the Morai were burned alive, adding to the screams made that day. Blaine got out from his position, to make a distress call to Spiral HQ for a successful victory.
A recon squad of 3 came to meet him, yet opened fire upon him as soon as he was in range. Confused, Blaine took to cover and started to take shots at the approaching team. A lucky round caught one of the 3 under his helm, letting it ricochet around his helmet and skull making squishing sounds, his body falling limp to the ground. The other 2 rushed forward, intent on taking him down. Blaine dropped his rifle, reaching for a Combat Knife in his right hand. Crouching down, he erupted upwards as the 2 recon knights tried to make use of their momentum to jump him with their own blades. A crack was heard as one of the recon knights went down. The Final Recon member struck forth with his blade, to which Blain parried with his arm, and moved swiftly forward, embedding the knife into the Recon Member's chest. He pushed the Knight away, letting his bleeding body hit the rocky floor. Blaine searched the bodies, to try and find any motive to why his own side were trying to kill him. And he found it.
The Recon team he had dispatched had seen him sacrificing his squad, and "Burning them to dispose of the evidence". It did not mention the Morai as the main targets, and just noted to conclude it was a happy coincidence. Warrants for his Death were signed by High Officials, and were stored in with the papers found on the Recon's body. Knowing he could no longer serve the force he loved, he became a Vigilante Renegade, swearing to do his best to spare any others from the fates he had condemned the recruits to. To repent for his crimes.
And so off he sped, on foot, into the wilderness to find Morai to dispatch, and act as a Guardian Angel of Death for his Isoran brethren.

Name: Valorai
Appearance: http://cloud-4.steampowered.com/ugc/505823627299816916/33FC5D711207ACC5E... (Does not use a shield)
Physiology: Age: 24. Gender: Male. Was born physically blind with odd membranes covering his eyes. Has weak bones in left leg.
Race: Human
Role: Hero
Fighting style: Prefers to use hammer or sledgehammer type weapons. Gives him wide range. He traditionally uses two different weapons: The Iota, fast and quick it is a great range weapon. He can skillfully disable his victims standing six feet away. Or, the Blade Of Valour, his personal favorite. It is basically the Warmaster rocket hammer with less mechanical attributes. He does not favor hit and run attacks, but rather head on. When using his Iota he can keep the enemy back giving allies openings they need to take them out. With the BoV he can take on multiple enemies, but it leaves him very vulnerable.
Personality: Not one who always understood humor. He is usually a solitary and quiet type. If he had not had such prowess in battle, he would have preferred to keep low, barely being noticed. He is very polite, and respectful. He had to mature young. He is most known for his valor in battle, doing everything he can to stand up against fear. It could be said that he manifested his fear into another being.
Biography:
Age: 8
Location: Isora
Weather: Heavy Rain
It hurt. Oh god, it hurt.
Valorai wailed and screamed as he was chased was fleeting shadows. If course, Valorai was blind, he had been born that way- but these, he was sure these were something he was seeing. Had seen. Will see. He felt the cold 'swish' of gravel beneath his feet as he ran through the alleyways of his village. He could not see with his eyes, those things were useless. But thanks to many medical procedures, he could see with his mind. Just shaped and colors, all confusing. It hurt his head. Even more than the pounding through his brain as he ran from the deviants. Valorai tripped on a curb sloping up from the ground and hit the ground with a thump. It hurt. he was probably bleeding, but it would be nothing compared to the onslaught ahead. He felt them whisper around him in the darkness. Spinning spinning darkness whispers everywhere it hurt god it hurt someone help oh god it hurts tendrils whispering god....
The man watched the poor boy slump next to a wall, defeated, wailing and crying for his mother. Poor boy had been seeing these that weren't there for a while. Reckons its because of his eyes. The man turned, the mother was coming along, she would help the boy. But the man thought, nothing would be able to help that boy.
OOC: Although Valorai has terrible eyesight, it does not bother his prowess it battle. His senses are off the charts, and he is not troubled by it much.

@Tehepicwin-Forum: There is no "China" here. You may have to rewrite your app a bit.
@Annilaton: There is no such thing as "neutral" here. The Morai are out to get ALL humans. Running to Morlok is a death sentence.
@Edolas: I'll tell you what I told Annilaton: the Morai are out to get ALL humans. If the Spiral Order doesn't hire him, too bad; the Morai will kill him anyways. If you still want him to be a mercenary though, that's your choice.
@Blessid-Bombardier: This story occurs before the Morai Wars. The Skylark hasn't even left Isora yet; Operation Crimson Hammer does not exist yet. And as far as humans are concerned, neither does Cradle. Your character is unacceptable.
@Valorai: App accepted. By the awesome moderator powers vested in me, I hereby declare your character's weapon a Battlehammer. It's like a normal-damage WRH, complete with an energy rocket for boosted hitting power.
@Pipipipipi: The OP specifically limits the apps to either Humans or Morai. No other races are permitted. Your app is not accepted.

I seriously have no idea how you're gonna be juggling Magecraft, the Tutorial, this, AND your fanfict all at once XD
Name: Morai L-421 "Leon"
Appearance: http://yersi.deviantart.com/art/Tsubasa-Kamui-74831047 [Oh god, I feel like I'm gonna die. I really hate doing things like this, but...]
Physiology: A 5'8 young man, whose pretty-boy appearances mask his impossibly powerful strength and speed for a 115 pound person. He only has two years left to live, making him one of the elders of his kind.
Race: Morai
Role: Hero
Fighting style: Hand-to-Hand Combat; Uses gauntlets and cestuses if he needs to hit armored targets, like Knights or other Morai.
Personality: A rather warm-hearted young man, Leon only fights to protect his ideals, which are that of coexistence and peace. Leon has made himself known as an enemy of the "insurgent" Morai through the death of his own brother. Though the death of his only family will probably scar him for life, he tries to cover this up as a sacrifice to make in order to reach his ideals. Despite this, he hates himself for doing such a horrendous deed, to which he places the blame on the rest of the Morai. Though he is usually not one to start up conversations, he is a very passive listener and will support his friends.
Biography:
Leon was born as among the first few generations of Morai, among those who possessed inhuman strength and speed. Though he wasn't as quick-thinking or intelligent as the rest, he made the most his childhood acing every test he was put through, eventually earning enough trust from the researchers to integrate him into the rest of society.
Only one other Morai was both physically and mentally strong enough to learn how to fit in with the rest of his society, and that one was Leon's biological brother : L-420 "Frederick". They both attended intermediate and high school together, and they lived relatively normal lives. Though Frederick was more of an intellectual, Leon often had friction between other Isorans, and often got into fights with delinquents. Though he didn't even come close to being a lethal force, the researchers threatened to take him back into their facilities if he had any misdeeds.
However, as tensions began to climb higher, Frederick was the one who would betray the Isorans, not Leon. Though Leon had been a troublemaker and he was rather annoyed with some idiots in his life, he still was particularly fond of it, living as a normal person.
Frederick thought that it was only logical that the strong would overtake the weak.
As the first attacks began, Frederick began to go out late at night, and it was only when he was dragging back a screaming classmate was when Leon finally questioned his brother's actions. This escalated into a debate, and argument, and finally Leon snapped. The two practically wrecked their apartment room as they traded blows, and only when Leon wrenched Frederick's neck 180 degrees did the fighting stop.
In fear, Leon fled.
In time, his brother's body was found by another Morai.
In a matter of days, Leon was branded a traitor against the other Morai.
It is unknown as to whether he would be hailed a hero the Isorans in due time, or feared until his last breath.

Any of the veterans accidentally mistake Vinnydime's new profile pic for Infernus-Dragneel? It's not an insult, that guy was a good writer-RPer. I miss him XD

Name: Anrin Hadvar, "Wisp"
Appearance: Medieval war Helm , Mantle of devotion, Sacred silver amulet (http://imgur.com/nBf1DU4) The Crest of storms is a placeholder for the amulet
Physiology:
-Age: Late 40's
-Gender: Male
- Armor's covered in holes and cuts, making seem as though there isnt anything underneath it
Race: Human
Role: Hero/Merc
Weapon: "Faith's Edge" a blazing sword said to be fuled by rage. (A Troika line sword with fire DMG)
Fighting style: Reckless but very well trained, Willing to sacrfifice his own well being if it means destroying his target
Personality: Detatched from others, and driven to the brink of insanity with hatred, his thirst for blood is the only thing keeping him alive. Fighting off depression with savagry and death. AKA not the first person a Morai wants to see in the morning
Biography: Once the proud leader of Whiskey Team, Anrin trained his entire life to serve, protect, and maintain the peace, and did so proudly...Until he met the morai personally. Considered the first Morai hate crime prior to the wars, Anrins entire squad was wiped out, and the event hidden from public knowledge to preserve the peace. As the years went by and memories of the event began to heal, Anrin was left to rot by the order. Discharged, shunned, and outcast by the people he had given everything to protect, Anrin was a broken man. Until he met Valorai, a soft spoken kid who seemed to be blind and wounded, came to him in one of his darkest hours and saved his life. It became Anrins new quest to accompany Valorai and become as strong as he was. So it was no surprise when he signed on alongside him

@Vinnydime: App accepted!
@Blessid-Bombardier: The Spiral Order hardly even existed prior to the war. The few members they had were very tightly-knit, like King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table. I highly doubt they'd abandon him.
NOTE TO EVERYONE: I will not be starting a separate thread for this RP. The whole game shall proceed on this thread. Those who feel ready may begin posting. I'll begin if nobody else does (but not before I've made my app! :P).

Name: Dyurahan
Physiology: 22, Male, hearing is extraordinary but has a broken leg
Race: Human
Role: Hero
Fighting style: Uses strong guns (Iron slug, blitz needle etc), often launches the full clip before retreating to put a new clip in, prefers to attack from a distance and revive's downed robots.
Personality: Calm, patient, quiet, not aggressive, often attacks first and loves timing his gun shots.
Biography: Dyurahan started to sneak about the planet and watched out for the Morai, He hid in certain places and unloaded bullets into a lone Morai. Dyurahan damaged it but it reached him and knocked far away. When Dyurahan landed, he tried to get up but one of his legs broke and he was going to die until he found a robot suit on the ground.
Dyurahan barely had enough energy to put it on and a Morai came and helped him up because he thought he was another Morai. After a while, he managed to get away and when he found the rest of the human's. He toke off the robot suit and helm to show the rest of the people he was actually a human. The suit malfunctioned and couldn't be worn by a human anymore.
((OOC: Re-edited))

It's not too bad, actually. Dyurahan's exceptional hearing should probably come from his armor, though. That's a perfectly acceptable armor feature.

4:21 AM...
On the rooftop of a corporate building, Leon sat, curled up into a ball. He hadn't been able to sleep consistently since Frederick.
Frederick, that little son of a [scrap]. He didn't know how many people he killed, but Leon knew that he had killed people. Living, breathing people that were more or less innocent. Carl, Frederick's would-be victim, was saved, but to imagine probably a dozen or more others like him just...gone.
It was crazy.
It was even crazier that he used the business end of a cestus to do the job, the one Leon owned now. Even though he wore a weapon that involved getting a little personal with more than a few people's brains or hearts, Leon was almost afraid to use it now.
Scratch that, he was bat[scrapped] terrified of using it.
There was no doubt about it. Every Morai, elder as he or "young bloods" as the several thousands that were rebelling...
...they would have to die. And not just some of them...probably every single one that did not support the newly made Order. They'd ALL DIE.
Leon wasn't sure what his allegiances were anymore. All of the humanity he grew up with, or his supposed "native race".
He had no idea what to do anymore, and he couldn't just sleep it off.
*sigh*
To scrap with it, he'll stay in the shadows for now, but that involves thievery or some serious begging. And that is, if he could avoid the young bloods. Frederick said he'd join them at specifically later this day. For a purge, he said. From Morlok, and then sweeping over the nations until it would reach here.

{I would like to watch this roleplay happen. I'll keep track of all the places we unlocked. ;D}

Name: Dr Loop
Physiology: 37, Male, very smart, smart enough to build robots
Race: Human
Role: Hero
Fighting style: Prefers to be a helper by giving health pills to the others, occasionally launches gun bullets into the mix (Punch gun). If finds enough parts, can build a robot to help the humans.
Personality: Very Smart, good with medical information, friendly, patient, helpful and usually relaxed even in battle.
Biography: Dr Loop was a medic who helped the humans when they started to fight the morai's. He eventually learned how to build robots who could help the humans during battles against the Morai. He rarely entered battle unless it was to heal someone. He rarely shot his gun but when he did, it did a lot of knockback and stunned the enemy. Dr Loop has been a very helpful medic and has been a very useful member of the humans.

I don't like the picture. App not accepted.

Not sure if my app is accepted and if it was, I wouldn't know what my guns were...

@Deadly-Sin-Revenge: No, you need an entirely different character in that image. I don't like Dr. Eggman.
@Creeperlucario: The guns would be Antiguas. If the character is going to look like a gunslinger, I'd recommend removing the armor picture entirely, since I'm likely to assign you gunslinger armor.

Removed the image if the robot suit was to break and I am fine with the Antigua's.

Dr. Eggman has been removed for another picture...

I did say Merc...
The Idea shifted when I was writing the Bio though.
He's more Renegade Isoran who will still help them.
Just is on the run from the officials for un-warranted war crimes.
So scrap the Merc part.
(@Deadly: Dr Light? Really? ....Really?!).

Dang it, I really love playing this character too much. ^_^
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Name: Gwenivere Valentine
Physiology: young adult angelic female
Age: 30
Appearance
Role: Hero
Fighting Style: Extends a set of flaming psi-blades from her wrists for combat. Fights with an unconventional melee style resembling a mix of boxing and backhanded swordfighting. Uses a shield aura for defense and can throw firebolts for long-range offense. Sometimes employs telekinesis both offensively and defensively during combat.
Personality: articulate, cheeky, romantic, impulsive (sometimes), caring, even-tempered, level-headed
Biography: Born into the prestigious Valentine family, Gwenivere was destined to become the next queen of Valhalla. She reigned for about 7 years, but then voluntarily stepped down due to uncertainty of her own qualifications after an...incident occurred.
The rest of her biography is temporarily considered invalid for this RP, as it would greatly overpower her.

@Deadly-Sin-Revenge: Much better. App accepted.
@Creeperlucario: You removed the wrong image! I liked the armorless guy. It was the robot suit image I wanted removed.
@Edolas: Your app is now accepted.

@Thinslayer: Your app by far one of the most shortest apps ever. I don't accept. When did we include religious tolerance into this? You contradict everything. Spiral Order came from Isora, not Earth.

I will be beginning soon and what's happening with Reborn RP?

Religious tolerance has nothing to do with anything in here. Her Christian background is an integral part of her story, especially since she's the same character from my fanfic "Reborn."
Shortness of the app is rather irrelevant as well. I intentionally condensed the basic info into a few lines, and her biography is short simply because she hasn't had a whole lot of experience yet.
@Deadly-Sin-Revenge: Vinnydime has started the first post of the RP. You're free to post whenever you feel ready to.

As Dr Loop was walking around trying to find spare parts for making robots. He looked up and saw someone on top of a building and thought "I wonder who that is up there?" Dr Loop entered the building where the person was and looked at his plans to see what else was missing. A lot of pieces where missing and most of them where in the most dangerous places.
When Dr Loop reached the rooftop he saw someone wearing a cloak and walked over to him and said in a relaxed tone "Hello, how are you doing?"

The snap of a twig alerted Blaine to his target, as he shot in its direction. A short yelp was heard as the Renegade marched over to the lifeless mammal. Scooping it up, and throwing it over his shoulder, Blaine carried it over to a clearing where he had set up base camp. The area was a rut that petruded out into a large, open ravine. The warm glow of the flames provided the only light in the night surroundings.
The Mammal, which looked to resemble Earth's Antelopes, was dropped onto the ground, as Blaine knelt down to add more fuel to the fire. Falling back onto his backside, he stared outward to the night sky, varying calls of animals, either settling down or awakening to hunt, echoed from above and around the camp site. The Renegade sighed as he reminisced about what his time "Off Duty" was like when he wasn't on the hitlist of two opposing Faction Commands. All the pleasures he used to endulge in, now replaced by something a lot more rustic. Regardless, at least he wasn't dead. Which always ticked off as a plus.
Blaine looked across from him, toward his kill, and groaned. He took out a Knife, and began to pain-stakingly Skin the Beast.

"Hello, how are you doing?"
A person here? This early in the morning?
Leon slowly rose, his cloak still covering most of him.
"...u-um...fine, sir. I just needed to collect my thoughts for a moment."

Dr Loop said "OK then, I will leave, sorry for disturbing you." Dr Loop starts going down the building and looked in the distance. He didn't notice anything unusual and left the building. Once Dr Loop left, he was going to start preparing the robot but it would wake everyone else up so he decided to wait it out...

My own character app is not accepted by me. I must modify it. xD

Name: (I really am trying hard not to type "Asuna". . .) Syuphine (That rolls off the tounge pretty well.)
Appearance: Old Valkryian Armor (The fourth picture), Orange Personal Color, Long Hair
Physiology: 16, Female (Orange Eyes if you need to know again)
Race: Human
Role: Hero (If I have no other choices besides villain) ((No Nuetrals? Darn.))
Fighting style: Flourish Type, No Shield
As for the rest, I apologize, I rarely do well on these things and need more time to work on it.
Personality: (don't skimp here, please)
Biography: (you must include LOTS of detail here if you intend to be a villain, because for them, backstory is everything.)

Asuna is a fine name, IMO. Personality and biography still need to be filled out.

I forgot! I meant to congratulate you on the success of Skylark Down yesterday when I saw how many pages it got! Great job!

...erm, okay. Thanks, I guess. I aim to continue it at some point, as it's nowhere near done.

The more I look at it, the stronger the urge I get to make a hybrid of both Valkyrie Sets.

I'll post up a sketch of it later.
Edit : http://vsis.deviantart.com/art/Spiral-Knights-Valkyrie-Set-Concept-1-416...
And you didn't think I could draw for [scrap], did you?

Name: Liam lionheart
Appearance: he wears baggy brown pants, with a yellow t-shirt that says "dont be afraid". he also wears a brown coat wit a yellow, red and green stripe on the back. He has short brown hear with deep grey eyes.
Physiology: Age:23. gender: male. He has a slightly tanned skin with a lean muscular body. Can also sprint really fast
Race: Human
Role: Hero
Fighting style: he has a very aggressive and unrefined fighting style. he fights using a massive sealed sword but he combo's it with punches and kicks. he also uses a big left gauntlet and has armor under his baggy clothes.
Personality: A very relaxed and easy going dude who loves to joke around and have a good time. he is not easy to anger but if you drive him over the edge he can go berserk wich can be very dangerous. he can also be a bit gullible and naive.
Biography: His father was part of the spiral order and it was expected that Liam would join as well. but liam had other ideas. eventually liam ran away from home after a big fight with his father and ended up in the criminal circuit of Serenia. were he made a name for him self in bare-knuckle cage fighting. After a year he came back to his parents house only to see his parents being slaughtert by two Morai. Though he had to run away then, he lived to fight another day. that day has come now. I'm gonna join the spiral order!

Name: Lina
Physiology: 23, Female, can turn invisible and is very agile
Race: Human
Role: Hero
Fighting style: Prefers to use shortened versions of the regular weapons such as shortened Leviathan Blades, before battle, she closes her eyes to let the wind flow through her hair before battle, during battle, she rushes towards the enemy and attacks them, steals something and retreats back a bit.
Personality: Loves to steal from enemies, usually relaxed, not usually shy unless she likes someone, sad if someone asks about her parents and patient.
Biography: When Lina was growing up, she got caught by an army of Morai's and they killed her parents. She was trapped until a few Human's defeated them and rescued her. When they where taking her to safety, she picked up a note that she never understood until she got older. The note was about how to create shorter versions of weapons.
Lina looked at the note when she was going to change the weapons but it required a lot of materials. She started to explore and when she found an Morai, she stole materials from them before turning invisible and getting away. She eventually mastered these skills and was acting like a thief to Morai's. Lina has suffered from attacks now and again but she recovered after a few days.
((OOC: Thin, is there any "errors" in this?))

I'd like to point out that as cool as random battles are, It can easily become the most overpowered system.
Example: A master swordsman vs a unskilled child (Sure, It may be more (Epic, Cool) if the kid were to win, but the only problem is character superiority.
I know that you meant well with the random chances, and that this is YOUR forum, But I'd just like to point that out before continuing.
(Edit): Also, the reason I am so hard pressed not to name the character Asuna is due to the fact that SAO exists. I don't like making copies, Much less exact Copies.
So I'm assuming Skylark Down, is actually going down? Ah well.... :|