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I think it would be good to get people involved in more stories, and so I have a proposition:
Character Signups: Members are invited to submit character concepts for use in the story that is being put together. Said characters should have a history, general description, allignment (Horde, Alliance, neutral, or something else), weapons, and any other additions you find necessary (such as equipment. Please make the submissions as detailed as possible. Moreover, posters are limited to one character. If your first submission doesn't get accepted, you can submit a new character, or edit your older concept and repost it in this thread. Also, over-powered characters will not be accepted (you will have to nerf them first).
At the moment there is no limit on how many characters will be accepted. Acceptability is contingent upon not just my consent but also on the second part of this thread...
Round Robin invitation: Since this forum is about you guys and your writings, I would like to invite two other people to write this story with me. The first two posters to request the position will get it. Afterwards we will determine among ourselves approximate number of characters we will need and the general parameters of the story [note: until then feel free to submit your characters]. However, once we set down those general guidlines, we will take turns writing parts of the story (in round robin fashion, such that, Person A posts, then Person B, then Person C, then Person A...etc).
General note: This story will take place in the WarCraft universe. Your character should come from an already created race, but if you want to make up a new species, then you can, as long as you provide lore/background that doesn't contradict what Blizzard has already set down. Because of the nature of WarCraft, you could conceivably make an alien race that has traveled through various portals and whatnot.
Oh, and the actual story will get its own thread.
Now fire away :)
Update 12/5: the story has started. Here is the link
Now, nobody be shy. We don't bite. We just need one more round robin volunteer and a bunch of character submissions. By the way, Bonegrit, you can submit your own character concept if the spirit so moves you.
Now, nobody be shy. We don't bite. We just need one more round robin volunteer and a bunch of character submissions. By the way, Bonegrit, you can submit your own character concept if the spirit so moves you.
Oh course, I should have included this info in the 1st place, I apologize. You've read Bonegrit's birthing story, so you know who I will be submitting. When I get a chance (which will be tomorrow night, I will flesh out the details of his gear etc. according to your requirements.
This should be fun! I hope that you are able to generate the interest we need. Thanks
Bone-daddy
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I will contribute the following Character for the round robin story:
Name: Bonegrit
Race: Undead
Alignment: 1st Loyalty: Horde, but later in life: The Argent Dawn
Equipment: Argent Avenger & Seal of the Dawn are all that matter. Other than those, generic plate armor, nothing else is a part of Bonegrit's story.
Like all the Forsaken, Bonegrit was awakened from the scourge by the Dark Lady and given back free will as he had known it in life. In gratitude, he pledged himself to the Banshee Queen and worked relentlessly to achieve her dark ambitions. However, despite learning that he had regained his free will, Bonegrit discovered that the Lich King's plague still lived inside him; its malevolent magic sustaining his undeath. He is determined to free himself from the plague, even if it means undoing his very existence.
Bonegrit’s loyalty to Sylvannas, and by extension, the Horde was shaken when he met an undead researcher of the Argent Dawn—Bartholomew the Revered—who was searching for a way to destroy the plague and the scourge once and for all…
Well, I decided to make a character of my own. I am not sure how big of a role he will play in the story, but we'll see. Oh, and one more thing, concepts do not need to be super-detailed (though they can, and I encourage you to put effort into your characters). Basically, the more information the better. But, if you don't have a ton of time and just want to see a character in the story, then feel free to make a basic profile.
Anyway, here's mine.
Name: Gerhard Brunhilde
Class: Warrior
Age: 36
Allignment: Sympathetic towards the Alliance, despises the Horde.
Appearance: Slightly above average in height, he is thick with muscle. His brown beard is usually rather scraggily, though at times he takes the extra effort to make it presentable. Finally, his eyes are a light shade of blue.
-Equipment: He can use all melee weapons, and is capable of using a bow. However, he prefers a long sword (exact weapon unknown at this time), though a battle axe is worthy substitute in his mind. Armor wise, he wears an old breast plate, a suit of chainmail, greaves, and gauntlets. Also of note is the massive back pack he carries on his back (he essentially lives out of it). Typically he will also be seen with a shield bearing his family crest- a wounded lion leaping up in the air after a blood-beaked eagle.
History: Coming from a line of warriors, this lonesome man comes from a legacy of bloodshed. Once his family had gained a strong reputation in the Lordaeron, cutting down orcs and being cut down. He grew up yearning to fight for his nation’s honor and glory. When enough men had been sacrificed to defeat the Horde in the Second War, most of his relations had died at the altar of war. The young man burned to destroy the enemies of mankind, but his father forbade him from joining the expeditionary force sent to Draenor. Instead he watched his father march away to a strange land, never to return. In the peace that followed, he sharpened his skills in King Terenas’s army, though his savage tendencies in battle kept him from the noble ranks of the knights. Then came the scouring of his whole country, and he found himself utterly alone.
Leaving behind the annihilated grounds of his family’s house, the hardened warrior now searches for something to replace what he has lost. All the while a love of combat festers inside him...
Name: Heldar
Race: Undead (previously of half elf descent, hence "Hell-dar")
Class: Shadow Priest
Age: Unremembered
Alignment: Chaotic Evil/Horde aligned with excentric tendancies to hate alliance always and horde most of the time. Prefers solitude but realizes it's necessary for him to have to "deal with social interaction" from time to time. If he does he speaks pleasantly, but words are often dripping with venom or sarcasm.
Equipment: Illusionary Rod (unenchanted); Umbral Wand of the Whale; Cephied? Robes (red and yellow from engineer quest); sergeant's cloak; various cloth bracers, boots, etc, nothing spectacular. bags with ores and regents for bronze bombs and 8 sticks of heavy dynamite.
Heldar remembers little of his previous life. He does however from time to time remember what colors looked like, or how certain things smelled. He recollects in bizarre moments particular tastes and sounds. Ironically enough the memories are as elusive to his minds captivity as undampered sound to his malformed ears. Heldar is undead. Heldar is Forsaken.
When he "awakened" he fought with inner demons as he sought to struggle with outer demons. Imps, Succubi and Walkers of the Void. He was to join the ranks of the warlocks. Sadly his strange mergance with shadow magic wasn't of the type that Warlocks weild, but of a different ability. It left him scarred and blessed in the same instance. He cursed the "Dark Lady" and she in turn made him her puppet. Irony at it's finest. Heldar often cackles aloud to the winds at the maniacal situation. Bitter Heldar, mocked choosen of the Dark Lady.
What he knows is the certainty that life will never again visit him in the same way - which is just as well, it's memory is faded at best. He will never again have hair, or eyes. No need of flesh around his jaw which still sets his teeth in a steely grit. No need for ears, for every sound echos in his hollow skull. For all these reasons he's withdrawn inward and prefers reclusiveness.
"Do not seek death.."
Name: Nightmare, he forgot his previous name and callls himself what he thinks he is
Class: Deathknight (if not possible just say deathknight)
Race: Undead
Age: He doesnt know (23 actually)
Allignment:
Friendly and caring, he forgot who or what he was, he is very nice but has a love for necromancy for some reason.
He likes both factions as much as anything but prefers the horde since he has encountered most friendly people there, he especially likes children he can get along with them very well(if they dont run from his appearance that is)
Equipment:
Huge 2-handed sword (imagine deathknight sword) if allowed with a lifedraining enchant, regular plate armor with necromantic designs and a necklace with "gabrielle" engraved in it, he wore it when he "awakened".
Description:
Quite whole for an undead, although his spine is still visible through his back.
He has put his hair togheter in one giant mohawk wich he is very proud of.
He doesnt have glowing eyes, just deep and dark eyesockets.
History:
He doesnt remember who he was in his past life, but he thinks he resembles a nightmare and that maybe this is some form of punishment for something he did in life.
He awoke and couldnt be comforted for days, untill he finally accepted the fact that he was undead.
Now he tries to be as friendly as possible, altough he is an odd guy.
in battle he likes to go berserk and try insane but cool looking stunts just for the kick.
He frequently makes a fool out of himself this way, but sometimes if they succeed, it looks awesome and he is very happy about it.
He likes to act stupid because for a moment he forgets his worries and just enjoys the moment.
He is rather liking the Argent Dawn to since they encourage cooperation and honour.
Excellent concepts. We certainly won't have a lack of undeath in the story.
Now I know there are more people out there who want to see characters in the story. And there must be one more person out there who wants to be part of writing it. Don't be shy, we don't bite.
Age: At approximately eight thousand years old, she's pretty young by the standards of the present generation. She was born into the tradition of the Sentinels two thousand years into their long watch... she has no knowledge of what the Legion's invasion was actually like, so the events leading to the battle of Hyjal seriously unsettled her.
Alignment: Neutral Good. She has a healthy respect for the laws of her people, but she thinks she can see where there are some flaws. She's incredibly loyal to the Sentinels and noone else... she's not going out of her way to help the alliance, and there's no way she's going to even consider peaceful interaction with any Horde member but a tauren.
Equipment: Black-and-violet robe, and a white staff topped with an emerald that signifies to those few that know of its existence she is an inductee of the Greenflame Priesthood.
Description: All night elves look the same to your average observer, but someone who knows the look of night elves would recognize that Shade's just a touch younger than most of the Darnassians. (shorter ears, a touch thinner than average, none of the old clan tattoos) Someone who knows how to read an elven face might notice that Shade shares a look with many of her brethren in this chaotic time... she's not certain of what comes next, and she's desperate to find out just what.
History: Born post-Azshara, pre-Second Invasion, blah blah. Served in the Second Invasion under High Priestess Whisperwind, but was scared by the sheer mortal stupidity and attendant power that had called the demons to the world. Her opinions became known to a few people with similar ideas, and so she was welcomed to the lower circles of the Grey Council, a body devoted to using demonic magics to fight the demons. With the covert approval of Tyrande and without the knowledge of Fandral, the Grey Council had formed for part of its members the Greenflame Priesthood, a group of priests carefully watched by the Order of the Silver Hand and the Grey Council itself. These priests were taught the most rudimentary of spells to contact and control demons, in the hopes that their perspective would aid attempts to predict demonic attacks.
Shade isn't anywhere near the upper echelons of the Greenflame Priesthood... no Kaldorei are. (the Trolls are the best at it, being used to dealing with untrustworthy spirits as part of their regular voodoo priesthood.) She's not an amazing priest, and she's not a capable warlock. What she is is uncertain, and that's increasingly both the norm in Night Elven society and a quick death outside of it.
Excellent concepts. We certainly won't have a lack of undeath in the story.
Now I know there are more people out there who want to see characters in the story. And there must be one more person out there who wants to be part of writing it. Don't be shy, we don't bite.
I would be interested in helping with writing... the round robin style is something that's intrigued me for a while, but I have never actually had the chance to try it out before.
I realize I haven't posted any writings here, so I'll understand completely if someone else who has "proven" their worth already gets a chance to step in first. I have been pondering ideas for a few WoW fanfics lately, so worst case, you'll be seeing more of me here soon anyway. =^.^=
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