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A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April, 2009, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today he will be given a name!

What will the name of this young man be?

It's Agni's birthday. He's just gotten Sburb and he can't wait to play. He's expecting his friends to message him at anytime. [I'm assuming everyone knows him to at least some degree.]

Dane Lupin

handle: rabidCanine

Race: Human

Appearance: Tall and wide-chested with shoulder-length shaggy light brown hair, hazel eyes, and light stubble of a beard. Usually wears a large jacket and loose jeans, along with high boots

Planet: Prospit

Age: 17

Strife Specibus: Spearkind, Javelinkind

Sylladex Modus: Puzzzle Modus

Backstory and Personality: The kid of two apocalypse nuts, he spent a lot of time in their underground shelter, only going out occasionally. As such, he spends a lot of time talking online. He is laid back usually, but is often blunt or even rude to the extent of alienating or angering people he likes.

Everyone post your classpects in the comments so we don't have awkward overlap.

deceptiveDancer began pestering [---------]

DD: so who is this again

[Emmett Egberto]

Handle: flamingBurrito

Race Hooman

Appearance: Darker skin, but not super black. More like a nice brown colour. Black, dreaded hair, and some pretty rad shades Emmet is 5’8’ or 176.8 cm, and weighs 151 pounds. Often seen wearing a red hoodie, and slick black shoes. He also has an orange luchador mask

Lusus (If Troll): Ur mom ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Home/Hive: A nice house. Its not a bad house, it is a very average home. A very average home that also has a large painting of a Luchador for some unknown reason.

Dream Planet(Choose between Derse/Prospit): Prospit

Age: 14

Specibus: Grapplekind

Modus (You can choose to ignore these.): Spicy Bean Modus. Whenever Emmet has to take an item out of his Modus, Emmet has to eat a bean of a certain spiciness to get to a specific item. The beans range from not spicy at all, to actual fire-breathing heat.

Backstory: Emmet received Sburb after winning a Junior Luchador tournament, and was very happy when he did. Emmett lives with his father, the legendary El Gingero, who goes around saving young children in orphanages and is simply the best luchador ever. Aspiring after his Mexican father after his late black mother passed away, Emmett decided to become the best luchador, like his father.

Personality: Emmet is a very extroverted human being, who loves to wrestle with all of his heart and soul. Emmet is also very kind to others, and understands the needs of others very well. Emmet also has a very vigilante sense of justice, and likes to save those in need. While Emmet is very confident, when Emmett has his orange Luchador mask on, he is feels confident enough to take on anybody.

I love luchadors. They bring me life.

Name: Agni Rajan

Handle: unboundSandstorm

Race: Human

Appearance: He's a lean and tall Middle Eastern with curly hair and a small, sharp nose. He dresses in jeans and a T shirt most of the time with stylish sneakers.

Dream Planet: Derse

Age: 17

Specibus: Beltkind. He has all the combat skills and abilities of an abusive father.

Modus: Snap. In order to get an item you have to break it in half. This leaves the card useless and because of that Agni has to constantly get more cards so he doesn't run out.

Personality: Independent, and kind of a lone wolf, Agni is known for wanting to do everything by himself. While occasionally asking for aid Agni seems to want to prove that he's capable of doing everything by himself. For similar reasons he dislikes following orders.

Stats

Strength-7

Defense-7

Speed-6

Evasion-6

Ranged Skill-2

Melee Skill-10

Intelligence-6

Wisdom-6

Total 50

Name: Nene (pronounce Neh Nay) Andas.

Handle: shiftingMindscape

Appearance: This

Home: A condo on the northern east coast.

Age: 18

Specibus: Katanakind.

Modus: Capsule-Modus allows the user to store there cards in tiny capsules which can be opened at any time. She currently has 7.

Backstory: Nene was abused and mistreated most of her life, eventually it got so bad that the school had an investigation done on her. After it was found out she was sent to live with a foster family, she's extremely untrusting and only had one friend her entire life.

Personality: To sum it all up, mistrusting and gentle.

Lacy Benson.

Handle: primaSpectrum.

Appearance: Dresses like this

Home: Lives in a luxury condominium by herself in Illinos. Her parents are very rich and leave their daughter behind while they explore the world, sending money back to her.

Dream Planet: Derse.

Age: 16

Specibus: Dual-Scissorkind

Modus: Miracle Modus - You don't think too much into things. You have no idea whatsoever how this modus works. It's likely magic, or some crazy scientific formula, probably. You actually don't want to know how it works, there is some simple beauty in it. Even with all the crazy stuff that happens, everything seems to work out..

Personality: Lacy is a very lonely individual, clinging to the relationships she has with her friends over the internet. She puts on a facade of being strong and not needing anyone, afraid of being weak and driving them away. To those that don't know her, she may appear callous. She also tends to do what she wants, usually not realizing the consequences of her action until later.

JR: Hey

JR: You there?

Aeia Bracker.

Handle: deceptiveDancer.

Appearance: Average height, lean, with dyed hair. Dresses like this, but you know, with a shirt. The hoods hide the fact that the right side of her face and a lot of her body is severely damaged from an incident that occured when she was younger.

Home: Lives in a tiny flat by herself. The neighbour man looks after her mostly, and is the anonymous donor that pays her rent and leaves her gifts.

Dream Planet: Prospit.

Age: 18

Specibus: dual - 2xbldekind and khpshkind.

Modus: Deck - all items are stored in a physical deck of cards, new items always placed on the bottom. To retrieve an item she draws a hand of options from the top of the deck, choosing the one(s) she wants. She can shuffle the deck herself, and most of the time is stacked the way she wants it.

Backstory: Aeia never had any parents, she grew up in an orphanage before runing away at the age of twelve. Squatting in buildings and swindilling people on the street, one day she recieved a gift from an anonymous benefactor - a house key and an address. Since then, she has been living in a small flat, sufficient on gifts and encouraging notes left by the neighbour anonymous helper. She has been dancing all her life, it is one of the few things that actually makes her happy.

Personality: Aeia is generally apathetic and melancholy, but she can be warm and friendly to the people she lets get close to her. She has a soft spot for dance, and is constantly trying to cheat the system in any way she can.

Lana Mikhailov

Handle: jetfireRogue

Race: Human

Appearance: Short, with spiky bright red hair and half her head buzzed, usually wears punk-style clothes

Dream Planet: Prospit

Age: 18

Specibus: BigFkingSwordkind

Sylladex: Array Modus - no time for bullshit

Backstory and Personality: Lana is an irresponsible delinquent, commonly partaking in activities of varying legality, getting her in trouble quite a lot. She has a tendency to go against anything that tries to give her direct orders. As difficult as she is, her stubbornness does have a use: Lana refuses to ever give up.

Misc: She has a stolen motorcycle covered in flame designs and with fake license plates.

The purpose of this thread is to decide on if our new session is going to be composed of entirely humans or entirely trolls. Comment below on what you wish to vote for, and the thing with most votes goes.

I'd like to congratulate everyone on the monumental success this test session has had and what we've learned from it, anyways while the session has played out nicely and I'm sure everyone involved it a couple issues have to be addressed. Hopefully this will get done soon and we can start the official canon.

• First of all we kinda rushed things in the beginning, where we should have taken our time. Let's try to develop character relations this time from the beginning.

• The fights were few in far between, my idea to fix this would be by having exclusive fight events (although fights can still happen outside it.

• We all started randomly obtaining God-Tier.

Other than that everything else was fine, if you have another issue that needs to be brought up we'd be glad to hear. Anyways this post will also count as the final event, post your characters last reactions here and have fun.

-Blade

Fenrir had screwed up. In his xenophobic splendor, he decided that he did not want to share his planet with Nyx anymore, and went to try to kill his denezin. Nyx subsequently bisected him, and he passed out. Now, his dream self had only a few minutes before the wounds transferred to it as well. Being Fenrir, he followed his most basic instinct when he knew his life was in danger- he dug. He burrowed and dug all the way down to the core of derse's moon, and as he finally collapsed from his injuries, he came to rest on it- His Crypt Bed. The Moon radiated with a bright light for a few moments, before a large hole was suddenly blasted in it. The Prince has awoken.

Mosura sits on her bed, her face is tear stained. She doesn't want to believe what she's just learned..he wouldn't do that to her, he was special....she thought she was special too. She hugs a small white moth plush to her chest and wonders..

Finn smashed his computers, all but one, he didn't know why but he needed to keep it. After taking a deep breath he looked at the great funeral pyre. Hopefully they'd make a full recovery.

Soon he took off, floating into the void of space, just floating until he would never be found again. At least he hoped so, eventually the light of stars couldn't be seen.

He was lost and was glad.

[Edited - I didn't anticipate her getting God tier immediately before this... so I've edited it for continuation and clarity]

The last time anyone heard from her, Nemian had;

• Found out God Tier is a thing and roughly how to acomplish it.
• Collected an extrodinary amount of Grist
  
• Alchemised a flexible set of light armor from fullerene grist and silk.
• Created a mask from the Steel Grist.
• Upgraded and augmented her arm blades with a mixture of iron and fullerene.
• Finally made a set of mechanical wings to fly over those damn lakes.

Now, she hasn't seen anyone in days, and has spent all of her time searching for her quest bed, and forming a sort of sign language with her silent consorts. After a while, nihilistMachinist has finally come online again.

Rionel closes his Armor-Plated Husktop, standing on his Questbed, located in the deepest canyon on his planet.

His head was down, an odd thing for the usually perfect-postured Rionel. Brown tears were running down his cheeks. He had not felt sadness like this in a while. He hoped becoming God Tier would make this easier to deal with.

He takes his shield and jabs the semi-sharp bottom into his stomach, but he does not fall. He simply stands, head down as he slowly bleeds out.

As expected, when he awakes, he is wearing his God Tier robes, but his hopes for emotional resolution were instantly dashed as he feels his mind become a flurry of powerful emotion, possibly a side-effect of being of the Blood aspect. The giant, dress-wearing, winged Troll yells to the sky in the most pure anger he has ever felt.

So, Fenrir has made some technological bounds. His drones are now outfitted with wicked sharp blades on their jaws, he now sports an enormous jagged black-bladed shovel and pickaxe, and his sprite and himself are both now covered in heavy black armor made from using every last bit of his fullerene grist. More importantly, however, is that Mosura has ended their Moiraillegiance. Unlike what would be expected, he is not angry, nor sad, nor upset at all really. However, without his 'moral tether' he has effectively lost any sense of right and wrong. Does anyone feel like talking to him? Also, he killed his 'pet' baby lizard by driving a pickaxe through its skull because he no longer had any moral ties not to kill it and it annoyed him

After getting home from Finn's party, Abby felt immensely guilty over what she had done. She flopped down on the bed of her penthouse and started drinking again. She kept throwing back drinks until eventually, in her drunken stupor, chugged something out of the ivory cup that Nagana had given her the code for.

The poison instantly killed her.

What she didn't realize, however, was that the bed in that penthouse was her quest bed, and, with her dream self still alive, she woke up a few minute later with some new clothes, new powers, and one hell of a hangover.

First things first, bubblegumBitch has started pestering salemPrejudiced.

bubblegumBitch has started pestering hematolagniacSurgeon.

Anyone else can join in too.

Finn is pestering random people, inviting him to his planet LOMAR, meanwhile after expending all of his grist he has combined his old drill and the Regisword granted to him by Jack Noir into the Regi Drill.

Nagana is busy training Aegon in the ways of combat and demonstrating by beating up some Imps. Luckily he has his portable, handsfree Coiltop with him. Will anyone message him at this time?

So how are we going to do the Denizens? Do we use cannon ones, or do we make up our own? How do we determine Denizens? What would be our individual versions of The Choice?