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 Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 12:17 pm
FINAL FANTASY: TWILIGHT
Story:
Final Fantasy Twilight takes place in a world where the class system is highly influential. The technology level is Fantasy Middle Ages. Castles, Chocobos and Swords. With an odd an exemption, Not only does the world have Airships but these airships are capable of traveling from planet to planet.
Airships are rarities and are mostly used for trade. But in the old days Airships where mass-produced and used in the 46 year war. This war is scarcely recorded but is well remembered, for this war marks the death of the gods. None are quite sure how the gods died, many legends speak of them taking there own lives to protect the worlds from a strange enemy. Others say they where never gods at all, simply heroes... Like I said the records where poorly kept and this war happened countless ages ago.
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We are currently located in the Town of Edgeburow on the Planet Nile. Edgeburow is one of the biggest port towns in the known galaxy, which is consequently quite small considering it only consists of five planets and a sun. Never-the-less its a pretty big town. Known for thievery, and dirty deals. Like most port towns!
In the center of Edgeburow lies the Mage tower. A school for mages, of the White and Black variety. The school was founded long before the 46 year war and the town was built around it. Most people who where born and raised in Edgeburow are descendants of Mages and thus contain slight magical properties, though obviously they cannot perform magic without training. They are adept at it and pick up spells much more quickly then others.
Our story begins with Philixander Featherfield and his familiar Siege. This thief is less than common being a well known safe cracker on this planet. We find "Phix" in the middle of a job his finger twiddling idly at the safes combination...
Let us begin....
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 12:20 pm
Races -
Humans
Most common race
Least likely to have psychic capabilities
Distrust almost everything that isn't human
Shumi
Incredibly rare
Pacifists who are suited best to healing
Can take the final form of a Moomba or an elder
Ronso
Impressive, bipedal big cats
Suited best to physical skills
Speak only in the third person
Misterian
Beautiful, severe and aloof
Traditionally swordsmen/summoners
Highly uncommon
Elf
Skilled Mages/archers
Third most common species
Long lived but not immortal
Dwarf
Savage defensive fighters
Skilled with rocks and ground based things
Very changeable beings
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Misterian -
From - FF: Unlimited
Physical traits - Misterian's seem to be a race of very slender beings who have untidy hair. They all wear the coloured clothes relating to their hair and eye colour.
Notes - Its very hard to know much about Misterian's as there was only ever two in Unlimited, Shiroi Kumo (the lead 'villain') and Kiri (his brother who lasted one episode)
It seems that most of their kind are summoners, utilising linear motion with a special sword (Called a Maken) to a mist bottle.
Those of the Misterian race who use swords and summons also wear a horned circlet (It has been argued that these are in fact horns but PL doesn't believe this.)
They can only summon one type of beast, a dragon with a sword-like nose called Ittouju.
Important note - Misterian's breathe the noxious chemical known as mist, and they wear masks to stop it from hurting others (Kumo's seems to hold the ability to make
people sleep and Kiri's immobilises.)
Naming - It seems like Misterian's have names that reflect nature - Kumo is Japanese for cloud and Kiri is Japanese for fog - the first name is the colour the character is.
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Classes
Black Mage - manipulators of powerful dark and elemental spells
White Mage - Healers who use defensive and more peaceful spells then their counterparts
Red Mage - Rarer class of mage who manipulate the weaker level black and white spells
Blue Mage - Manipulators of Enermy skill magics, spells are learnt from absorbing spells from their foes
Swordsman - physical fighters who train with the sword
Axeman - People who train with the axe - either single or double
Thief - Those who choose to make their living via stealing from others, suited to dual weapons
Lancer/dragoon - Skilled jumpers who utilise a lance
Alchemist - DWARF only - skilled crafters who mix things together to make explosive results
Makenshi - MISTERIAN only - user of soul linked swords who can summon a mist dragon
Elder - SHUMI only - users of most every kind of magic in small amounts
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 12:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 12:25 pm
CHARACTER SHEETS
Name:
Age:
Class:
Weapon of choice:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Capabilities:
Familiar
Name:
Type:
Element:
Appearance:
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Familiars:
- Gained at any age after 16
- They are never taller then the one they protect
- Can look like anything
- Not everyone has one
- Can come with any element
- No ones entirely sure what they are
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 12:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:24 pm
Player: Blue Elec (Rocks harder than a rocky mountain in the Rockies)
Name: Raphael Amon
Age: 25
Class: Almost Black Mage
Weapon of choice: N/A, Counter-attacks using legs and feet
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair frames a handsome face with emerald green eyes set in the middle which always look ahead blankly. He dresses like a nobleman, a fine shirt on his torso and high quality trousers on his legs. Sensible black shoes, polished to a mirror finish, occupy
Personality: Unknown, is as responsive as almost any inanimate object you'd care to name, most of the time that is...
History: An incident in his past traumatised Raphael so much that he is now almost completly unresponsive to everything, he hasn't told anybody what happened and now is looked after by his familiar.
Capabilities: Can enchant his familiar's sword for a magic sword attack
Familiar
Name: Azureus AKA Red
Type: Moomba
Element: Fire
Appearance: Looks just like a real moomba, the only difference is in the hands, they're a little more like hands than paws.
Purpose: Fights in place of his master in battle
Class: Fighter
Weapon of Choice: Sword
Capabilities: Magic sword, Stock Break, Climhazzard, Shock, Omni-Slash
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 3:29 pm
Player: Calli Sorfire Name: Rem Nightwing Age: 17 Class: thief Weapon of choice: daggers Appearance:  Personality: Rem is a mostly serious and sharp thief whose favorite activity when she isn't stealing is surprisingly fixing up airships and flying them, or riding chocabos in races. Everything dangerous or risky, Rem tries it at least once. She's a daredevil and can sometimes be very outgoing but is often serious. As leader of a gang Rem is also a good leader and a fast thinker. Cunning, sly and brave Rem knows what to do to keep her crew safe and at the same time still bring in the dough... Still Rem has a kinder side that she keeps hidden from her group as much as she can, for they consider kindness a weakness. Rem dreams of actually one day making a difference and doing something good that people will remember... but for now, at least, Rem is just a cold hearted thief, at least on the outside. Overall Rem is a very responsible, fast thinking girl with sticky fingers. History: Rem is an elf who's parents died when she was only about 6. Since she lived in Edgeburow she was immediately taken into a gang and taught the ways of the thief. The leader even took interest in her and taught her everything he knew before leaving when she was fifteen. Without hesitation Rem took control of the gang, not wishing to slow down their growth with a mini-civil war to tear up their ranks. Rem now runs the gang, titled the Red Hawks for her familiar, who is as famous a thief as she. Together they steal, gamble, and basically partake in every illegal activity in town. Capabilities: Vanish, Lock Pick, safe crack, blind, paralyze, and mug/ pick pocket. Familiar Name: Orion Type: Hawk Element: fire Appearance: 
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 4:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:36 pm
Player: Epidehl (The mis-typed name that ended up cooler) Name: Arkion Lixendor (Li-hen-door) Age: 18 Class: Lancer/Dragoon Weapon of choice: Lance Appearance: He wears very flexible armor made so that it could be worn casually. It's a teal-like color and is only fully armored over the hands, feet, and torso, the rest is tight and almost like leather, and is pretty durable (it won't tear easily). A helmet is attached to the armor on the back that he can put on like a hood, it is also teal and in a dragon-head shape. Personality: Ark is fairly full of his fighting skills, he believes he is one the best spearmen in existence. he takes his fighting very seriously and will challenge anyone who claims to be better than him. Outside of battle he seems like a much different person, he's fairly calm but won't try and resolve things by talking first. History: Ever since he was big enough to he has held a lance, and trained with it vigorously. He had never been the greatest student in school, mostly because he never felt like doing his work, he would sneak off and fight with his lance. After he left school he started to challenge fighters in his town one by one. He was undefeated until he faced his father, the current champion of the town. He suffered a devestating loss at his fathers hand and then left one day unbeknowest to anyone else. He vowed to one day return and defeat him, but until then he travelled from town to town to become stronger. His travels brought him to the town of Edgeburow where he hoped to find more opponents. Capabilities: He has the ability to leap high into the air, either to reach high places or to attack. Familiar Name: Raiden Type: Wyvern Element: Fire Appearance: http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y57/m13gohan/Mir050216005102a.jpg
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 3:32 am
((Ack! Forgot to add Ast's race!
Ast is Human. Wish he could be a Misterian ... but he's rare as it is.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 8:49 am
Player: The Great Zidane (Smarter than your average bear wink
Name: Damian Kori
Age: 17
Class: Theif
Weapon of choice: Daggers
Appearance: Shoulder length ice blue hair that is layered at the front of his face. His bangs rest just above his sapphire eyes so he can ony just see. He has a pale complection, like snow. He wears a pair of tight fitting blue trousers and a white shirt that ends above his naval and exposes his flat stomach. He wears two cuffs on his wrists each with the kanji for 'Ice' written on them. His white boots reach his shins, but are hidden beneath the flares of his trousers. He has a small star shaped scar beneath his left eye and a long thin scar running across his stomach. Both his ears have three piercings and he wears a silver belly bar with a sapphire in his belly button that was his mother's.
Personality: Damian is usually very chatty, but very focused. To people who don't know him he appears to be uneducated and slightly stupid, but beneath this facade he is rather intelligent which helps him to get away with his crimes
History: Damian is an orphan and was raised by his elder brother, Jin. However, Jin and Damian were split up when Damian was 14. Damian has since travelled all over in search of his brother, but has yet to locate him.
Capabilities: Stealing, picking locks and speed.
Familiar
Name: Rei
Type: Cat
Element: Water
Appearance: Rei has completely white fur and green eyes. He aids Damian by distracting the people his master is stealing from. The two travel the world searching for Jin, and Rei often aids Damian in battles.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 10:21 am
(( OH MY TEH GOD!! Your all approved! And Zi, no one is smarter thant Yogi... No one... ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 8:57 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 12:18 pm
((ooc: so the show starts! The curtain rises ... and Dec makes me make the first post ... *sigh*))
The safe sprang open and Phix grinned to himself, "Yes," He cheered in a whisper. Siege let out a squark, warning his joined of an attack.
"HEY, you there hold!" A man in armour yelled, Phix grinned to himself.
"Sorry, no can do, you have just been cracked by the master thief Phix!"
With this he started to run, Siege following in his wake. The guards gave chase, and Phix sought to loose them in a dark alleyway. Checking he still had his prize he grinned, dashing around a corner and crashing strait into a boy with grey hair.
Astrean startled, looking at the other man for a long moment, before a shout was heard. "It's the thief and his accomplice!" One of the guards yelled.
"Oh s**t, they think your with me," Phix realised.
"Then i can just say I'm not," The other teen murmured, his voice barely more then a whisper. "Leave me alone, now."
Phix tugged the teen by his arm, knowing that he could well be tortured for being the accomplice of a thief of his skill. Dauph sprinted along at their heels, it could sense no bad intent in Phix's actions, just the desire to get away. Siege let out a croak, before leading his given down a very hidden alley way.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:36 pm
((Ha second to post! This looks very interesting I must say. 3nodding )) "We got ten minutes!" Rem lifts her head to the window and nods at the gang member keeping watch there, he was also the only one who knew the time by the sun's location in the sky. Usefull talent for a theif. "Ok team. Time to wrap it up. 5 minute rush, grab what ya can carry and get out. Mert at the hideout, nobody wait up for anybody. If ya don't return home by dinner we might send somebody out, depending if we like ya." The others smile, they knew they wouldn't be left and knew that that wasn't true for all gangs. They nod and go back to work gathering up boxes of explosives and swords and any other weapon they could carry. It was a weapons cashe and they were robbing it. Rem smiles and hoists a bag of dynamite up onto her shoulder and swings about heading towards the entrance. Orion, seeing that she was leaving, swoops down out of the rafters and flits ahead as Rem pushes the door open and drops her stuff into her matalic blue motorcycle. On it was a silver bird, the gang insignia. Rem looks back to the others. They were just wrapping it up. Noding in satisfaction Rem shifts her cloak and swings one leg over the side of the motorcycle and sits down then revs the engine. "See ya back home." The others look up, wave then get back to work. They would be fine without her for a few minutes. Plus Rem wanted to go out and get a reward for the team. Rem drives out of the alleyway and speeds off down the street, Orion clinging onto a bar behind the windshield, where the wind was sharply reduced. Rem frowns slightly as she hears some commotion up ahead and off to the left a bit but ignores it as she speeds through an intersection and drives towards a nearby marketplace to pick up some junk food for the team.
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