Planet Minecraft

will get to apps later today

Name:Fur Tier

Age (8-?):21

Powers:Stealth, Psycic Abilities, Pinpoint range accuracy, alchemic experience

Backstory Part one: the introduction
:I, FurMaz tier, was born into an assasin council in upper sweden, the council had a vast empire, The narcotaries..., we were masters of alchemy and brewing, venom..poison was one of our main weapons against the enemy armies..
We were soon brought down, after many centuries. Blood splattered on the stone paving, bodies hit the dirt of our now SHATTERED empire... The silver blood had their day. After I was forced out of the city, I now live my life at a thief... struggling to keep up.
Now.
I sat on a log by a nearby tree... thinking to myself, HOW did I end up like this, an almost nobody.
Family:I know of no family except my brothers, assasins, veiled in disgrace of the fallen empire, never again to be located.. It seems. I found a peice of paper, nailed to a tree close to a nearby city:
City tournament, reward....Accepting all castes
I knew what I now had to full-fill.

Strength(At least two):Psycic control, Pinpoint throwing and shooting.

Weakness(Same as above): My weekness is my regret... the guilt of a fallen empire... The thought of revenge.

Reason for joining the tourney:I needed money, A house, fame to start an empire.. It was my calling.

appearance(pics are ok):An ebony cloak and throwing knife belt with the sacred bow sheathed, Arrowheart.

Name: Zakras Darkthorn
Age: 21
Powers: Necromancy, Healing, Mechleton servants.
Backstory: As a young boy, Zakras, commonly called Zak, had an unnatural ability of the arcane. More specifically, the dark arts. The first time this happened, he was out playing, and found a dead lizard. Of course he could not resist the urge to play with it. He picked up a stick and began drawing random symbols around it, and then its eyes flashed red, and it scuttled beneath a stone. He ran home screaming his lungs out, only to be intercepted by his older sister, May. She grabbed his arm and tried to get some sense out of him, but he got angry and caused magic to burn her arm severely.
Luckily, his mother was a healer and was able to heal her after the incident. She taught Zak and May basic healing.
Bruno, his father, was a mechanic, was not very skilled in magic, and had no interest in it. He hoped he could tame his son by distracting him with tinkering. Zak was quite skilled in this, and made many fantastic inventions, often infused with magic. His favorite toy is a pistol he reforged with dark magic. If the bullet doesn't kill you, the life-sapping magic will. He also made a sword, that has the blade on a chain, and can fire it a short distance.
Sadly, many years after the lizard incident, Zak's sister's life was claimed by a mysterious illness. Zak blamed himself and left the town where he grew up. He was 14. Since then, he has built himself a house from undead slave labor, and has increased both his mechanical and arcane skills greatly.
Family: Mother, Jacklyn, Priest. Father, Bruno, Mechanic. Sister, May, Deceased
Strength: Magic attacks and Defense. Has mechanical-undead hybrids (Mechletons). Relies on them mainly for defense, and attack as nessesary. He is lethal with his sword and pistol.
Weakness: Speed and Light.
Reason for joining the tournament: Needed to find a... constructive... outlet for his undead-mechanical creations.
Appearance: Dark, black and brown robes, tool belt around his waist. Hood covering his face so only his mouth shows. Eyes red from the years of dabbling in the dark arts. Sword sheath on left side hip, pistol holster under the right shoulder. Fingerless gloves on his hands and a very faint purple glow around them.

Accepted on the condition that he more e sues his magic the weaker he gets, not by much but just enought to make sure not op ok

Name:Fur Tier

Age (8-?):21

Powers:Stealth, Psycic Abilities, Pinpoint range accuracy, alchemic experience

Backstory Part one: the introduction
:I, FurMaz tier, was born into an assasin council in upper sweden, the council had a vast empire, The narcotaries..., we were masters of alchemy and brewing, venom..poison was one of our main weapons against the enemy armies..
We were soon brought down, after many centuries. Blood splattered on the stone paving, bodies hit the dirt of our now SHATTERED empire... The silver blood had their day. After I was forced out of the city, I now live my life at a thief... struggling to keep up.
Now.
I sat on a log by a nearby tree... thinking to myself, HOW did I end up like this, an almost nobody.
Family:I know of no family except my brothers, assasins, veiled in disgrace of the fallen empire, never again to be located.. It seems. I found a peice of paper, nailed to a tree close to a nearby city:
City tournament, reward....Accepting all castes
I knew what I now had to full-fill.

Strength(At least two):Psycic control, Pinpoint throwing and shooting.

Weakness(Same as above): My weekness is my regret... the guilt of a fallen empire... The thought of revenge.

Reason for joining the tourney:I needed money, A house, fame to start an empire.. It was my calling.

appearance(pics are ok):An ebony cloak and throwing knife belt with the sacred bow sheathed, Arrowheart.

Psychic control a bit op, if he can only control those with a weak mind or those whose minds he breaks then ok.

Woot, will do, like a mana level, or drains his energy. Got it.

good good.

So where is the so said RP? Link please?

first page has a link at the top to rp thread ok.

Is it ok if I can accept? Would help you with the rp apps.

sure scarifar

Name:Zoe Amadesa
Age (8-?):18
Powers:She can feel the presence of anyone around her.
Backstory:She always felt alone her mother and father neglected her most of the time and every night the darkness around her would scare her half to death. So after years of sadness and darkness she ran and never looked back and she had her own life.Until she needed more she felt lonely and this time she didn't even have her parents to even look at so when she turned 18 she joined the tournament to bring more to her life.
Family:Her
Strength(At least two):Speed and Hearing
Weakness(Same as above):Dark (She curls up she has never been fond of darkness and stays curled until it is light again) if you touch her neck she instantly blacks out
Reason for joining the tourney: She wanted to have more purpose
appearance(pics are ok):

Name: Coal
Age (8-?): 16
Powers: He has a the power to magnetize metal and goes into rage mode
Backstory: Coal grew up in a miner town where you work to eat, and if you don't you get cast aside. He worked day and night to become the best miner. He lived in the town orphanage and was said to be dumb and stupid because he didnt talk. Although he was the best worker he was still the outsider with everyone in town. Then one day after staying behind to do extra work, he saw somthing. A man in a dark red suit was standing by the door of the mine shaft. The man said he had been watching him and he was the best person for the job, and that if he did it everyone would praise him. He agreed to do it and follwed the man. After that day Coal was never seen again. Then he appered in the old forgoten town 3 years later, now ,16, he knew of the world. The only way he had survived was because of the glove. The man had implanted it right into his arm. The brass glove glowed with power. He used this to help people, but when things went right, he went wrong. He had killed, but he was still sane. He used the glove to fling sharped magnitized metal at people, but the years of test on his body made him grow tired fast. He never had a place, but then he heard about the tournament and wanted strangley to enter.He thought to himself can i prove my self?
Family: None
Strength(At least two): He can be super strong for a short time. He can befriend people easily.
Weakness(Same as above): He grows tired when he uses his power. He goes into a rage and sometimes injure the wrong people.
Reason for joining the tourney: Wants to prove himself and be seen as a hero, not a monster.
appearance(pics are ok): Red eyes, meduim build, black hair, and a brass glove with a steam powered core.(thought this close to him) http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/534/coal2.jpg/