Final Fantasy: A Changed World

[Shadows Follower]

Final Fantasy: A changed world​

This RPG is based on the popular game Final Fantasy Tatics Advanced. You don't have to have played the game but it helps if you have some knowledge.

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Long before Noah built his ark, the tales tell of an ancient land called Kilita...
a world where swords and sorcery reigned.

Its learning and power were swept away in the great flood, but one clue to its secrets remained: an ancient book known as the Gran Grimoire, hidden in darkness by the powers that once were.

It is not certain how many copies of the book still exist, but it is said that whoever should hold one holds the power to change the world.

Many lived out their out their days searching the world for surviving copies but none were ever found.

It was an illusion, they said. A myth - but one worth dying for...

Mewt Randell watched as the snow fell outside his window. The night was cold and Mewt held his teddy bear tight to his chest to try and keep himself warm. Today had been horrible for him. Their had been a major snowball fight at school today. Colin and his goons had pelted him with snowballs non-stop at lunch time. One had even had a rock in it and had made him bleed. He rubbed his head to try and stop the lump from hurting.

He wished he wasn't picked on so much. He wished his mum was still with him. It seemed so long ago now that his mum had become ill and passed away. Ever since then, his father has had trouble keeping a job and this had made him even more miserable and alone. He moved away from the window and got into bed, his teddy bear close beside him.

He picked up a book that he had bought today. It looked very old and the front cover had many strange symbols and glyphs on it. Mewt had been saving his money for this book for along time and had been so eager to get it. The opened the book and began to skim through the pages. A strange language littered the pages and mysterious drawings of monsters and creatures were sketched throughout the book. They reminded him of one of his favourite games called Final Fantasy. He wish he could go on an adventure like that and use magic. He still wanted his mum back though.

"Mum... I wish I could bring you back some how." A tear fell down his face and fell on the front of the book. The book began to give off a bright golden glow. Mewt looked at it in horror and fascination. "W-whats going on?" he asked in a scared tone. The light began to get brighter before surging out from the book. The light become so bright it made it so Mewt couldn't see. He began to feel lightless and then sleepy. Before he could act, he fell unconscious.

And so it began...

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You will play the role of a school student who goes to the school in the country town of St. Ivalice, a quiet and peaceful town where snow falls all year round. One night before you go to sleep, you see a strange light coming from outside. As you try to investigate, the are caught in the light and it envelopes you.

When you wake up, you find yourself in a strange town, with creatures walking the streets that you've never seen before. You notice your clothes have changed (maybe even your physical presence) and you possess a weapon.

What happens after that is up to you. As you begin to explore this world, you'll learn more about truth to its creation and how you will get back. Will you explore alone? Will you join together as a clan? Do you even want to get back? Which ever way it is, your characters life has just been turned up side down.

Sign Ups​

Name: (Nothing Stupid)

Age: (Between 12-16)

Gender: (Simple enough. Male or Female?)

Species:* (Check below)

Appearance: (Just physical appearance as seeing how this is first set at night, you wouldn't be wearing the clothes you travel round in.)

Changed Appearance: (How you look in the new world. If your a different species in the new world, then describe your new form here as well as your clothes. Nothing futuristic.)

Personality: (Whats your character like? Whats his/her strength? Whats his/her weakness? etc)

Occupation:** (Check List Below)

Weapon: (Although a class determines your weapon, does it have a name? What does it look like? etc)

Overdrive: (Name of your most powerful attack. How do you perform it? What does it do? etc)

History: (What have they been doing until now? Have they always lived in St Ivalice?)

RPG Sample: (Give a quick show of your skills in RPGing by describing how your character gets transported to the new world.)

Species*:​

At the beginning you will be human but you can however change to one of the four different races that inhabit the new world. Each one has a different form and each has certain strengths.

Moogles:
The moogles are small people (about half the size of a human) with a large red pompom on each of their heads and tiny devil wings on their back that give them limited fly time and large ears at the side of their heads. Their bodies are also covered in fur. Strange to their race is the fasination to say "Kupo" at the end of each of their sentences. Their curiousity is only matched by their mischievousness. Their dexterity makes them the perfect candidates for jobs requiring delicate work. They intellignence makes them great spell casting.

Viera:
A race is made of entirely females. Their bodys are tall and thin with pointy rabbit ears and long fingers. These female hunters are as beautiful as they are proud. They are supple and highly agile, and their hearing is so advanced that it is said they can talk to the spirit world. Only Viera can handle summoned monsters. Their athletic ability make them great archers, snipers and assassins.

Nu Mou:
Strange, seemingly fragile creatures, Nu Mou are always slouched over, have small hands and long tails with fur covering them. Their ears droop down and they have large noses. Aside from their physical form, Nu Mou aare respected by all the races as the most adept wielders of magic. As Nu Mou do not relish combat, most of their jobs focus on the magical arts.

Bangaa:
At a glance, the Bangaa appear to be large, bipedal lizards. They have tails, clawed feet and hands, yellow skin and long reptile faces with sharp teeth. They are the strongest of the races, and their jobs take advantage of this. They are honorable warriors but are also known to be rude and jingoistic at times.

Occupation**:​

If you've ever played Final Fantasy before then you'll know there are lots of different skills and abilities that your character can have. You will need to choose a job that will go with your battle style. The choice you have to choose from is great so pick wisely.

Soldier: A fighter who specialises in weakening the enemy with sword skills. Weapon of Choice: Sword

Paladin: A holy knight who defends others from harm and protector of the peace. Weapon of Choice: Knight Sword

Gladiator: A warrior who fights in great frenzy and rage. Uses little defensive measures. Weapon of Choice: Great Weapon

Thief: Uses great swift and agility to keep ahead of opponents. Able to steal from enemy. Weapon of Choice: Dagger

Ninja: A warrior of stealth and dexterity. Uses skills to cripple their enemy. Weapon of Choice: Katana

White Mage: A magic user who uses defence magic to heal the wounded and sick. Weapon of Choice: Staff

Black Mage: A magic user who are masters of the primary elements. (Fire Blizzard Thunder) Weapon of Choice: Rod

Illusionists: Mages who create figments of the imagation to confuse and startle their enemy. Weapon of Choice: Rod

Blue Mage: Mages who copy the moves of monsters to use them as their own. Weapon of Choice: Saber

Archer: Uses bows to attack enemies. Puts great accuracy and power into attacks. Weapon of Choice: Bow

Hunter: Specialises in hunting monsters for profit. Adept at killing monsters. Weapon of Choice: Bow

Dragoon: Knights who mimic dragons. Adept at killing dragons. Weapon of Choice: Lance

Defender: Paid to protect those he serves. Will protect at all costs. Weapon of Choice: Knight Sword

White Monk: Special monks who heal and punish. Have a great varity of martial arts. Weapon of Choice: Knuckles

Time Mage: A mage who is able to control the flow of time for short moments. Weapon of Choice: Rod

Alchemist: Mixes items and chemicals together to create new and more powerful attacks. Weapon of Choice: Mace

Beastmaster: Controls monsters for short periods of time to do his bidding. Weapon of Choice: Instrument

Morpher: Using a collected soul, changes into a monster for short periods of time. Weapon of Choice: Monster Soul

Sage: Using magic, calls forth nature to do his bidding. Weapon of Choice: Mace

Fencer: Swordsmen of great pride, able to attack at great speed and swiftness. Weapon of Choice: Rapier

Red Mage: Mages who are jack of magical trades. Use spells from other classes. Weapon of Choice: Staff

Summoner: Use their ancient summoning horns to call forth powerful Phantom beasts (Viera Only) Weapon of Choice: Staff

Gunner: Use guns to shoot at enemies with great accuracy and speed. Weapon of Choice: Two Guns

Gadgeteer: Creates many gadgets and gizmos to attack his enemy. Weapon of Choice: Knuckles

Juggler: Performer who uses his acts and tricks to confuse and take out his opponent. Weapon of Choice: Dagger

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My Sign Up

Name:Sora Wiaki

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Species: Bangaa

Appearance: He stands about 5' 9" tall and is slightly thin with pale skin. He has innocent sapphire blue eyes and his hair is dark black, spiky with a few white streaks through his hair. No other distinguishing features.

Changed Appearance: He is now 6' 1", well built and has yellow Bangaa skin. He still has his hair but not as much. He wears a brown shirt and blue shorts. Over his shirt he wears a steel breast plate with chains dangling at the bottom of it. He wears Metal shoulder plates that are tightly kept on by several layers of bandages. He wears two greaves over a pair of leather boots. His pants are covered over in a small layer of chainmail and also wears two gaunlets over his three clawed hands that have glyphs inscribed over them. Over his head, he wears a black helm in the shape of a dragon's head. Its jaws are opened wide to allow his face to see through. It has two curved horns and the eyes are a deep crimson red. Around his neck he has necklace with the Bangaa emblem hanging from it.

Personality: Sora is full of imagination. A taste for reading and regular gaming has left his mind full of ideas. He enjoys to have a laugh and his curiosity will sometimes lead him into things he wouldn't normally do. He is stubborn and doesn't like to be told what to do but when on his good side, he likes to try and amuse the people around him. Although its hard for him to warm up to people, he will protect those that he considers true friends.

Occupation: Dragoon

Weapon: Tempest: The metal is tinged black and has a bandage rapped tight near the bottom of the lance for grip. At the end is a black dragon head with its mouth open. Coming out from the mouth is the blade. The blade has Bangaa language written on each side of it.

Overdrive: Dragoon's Rage
Sora spins Tempest over his head repeatedly for several minutes. Then he brings the lance down with both hands and hits the ground with it. A powerful shockwave emits from the lance and causes great damage to anything in its path.

History: Sora has lived in St Ivalice all his life. Ever since he was young he has had a great imagination. He would play pretend all the time in many different ways and styles. He was one who never went outside, prefering to stay inside and read his books are explore his house. This made it hard for him to make friends. Once he spent time with someone he would open up to them and relax. No matter how imaginative he was, he couldn't excape the fact their was nothing to do in St Ivalice. With no way to get out of the city Sora could only dream of going on a real adventure. So far, he has not been able to fullfil this.

RPG Sample:
Sora was scribbling another drawing in his sketchbook. It was a roughly drawn dragon breathing fire at a warrior. The warrior was blocking the attack with a shield. He put down his pencil and closed the sketchbook and put on his shelf with many more books. He gave a deep sigh before turning towards the window. Snow was gently falling from a huge cloud in the sky.

"What a dull day... then again so was yesterday... and day before that." Sora had been a depression lately. Every day seemed to be just like the other, the same thing over and over again. The only interesting thing that had happened to him recently was completing Final Fantasy X for the 4th time. Would he ever escape from this prison of boredom? He moved away from the window and began to get into bed. Suddenly a flash of white light appeared from the window. Curiously, he ran over to the window, opened it up and put his head outside to see the cause of the light. The Light was coming from down the street. The light had begun to envelop everything, swallowing all that it came into contact with. Houses, street lamps, even people running away - everything.

Sora backed away from the window in shock of what was happening. "W-w-what is that?" Wanting to know its position, he stuck his head out the window again to see where it was. Without evening getting a chance to react, the light hit his house and himself and enveloped him too. He felt so lightless in the light. He began to fell tired. At first he thought it was from being late but then he began to hurt all over. He then fell unconscious from pain. What was happening to him?

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There will be 6-5 places (Depending how successful this is). All Forum rules apply. If you have any more questions just post them up.

Character / Occupation / Player
Sora Wiaki / Dragoon / Shadows Follower
Alexander Bolt / Gunner / Lemurian
Alianna Nephra / Blue Mage / Hitoshura Shoujo
Patrick Riley / Sage / Masa Mune
Sai Roberts / White Mage / Sai
Setu Zasu / Time Mage / Lon
Sophie Krad / Summoner / bronislav84

Reserved: Places Left: 0

 

[Waterlight]

Could you reserve me a place? I'll edit in my form soon. I've played FFTA several times, so I know about the game...

 

[Lemurian]

Coincidence! I just played FFTA today.

Name: Alexander Bolt

Age: 14
Gender: Male

Species: Moogle

Appearance: Alexander was around the normal height for his age, with a rather sleepy expression on his face all the time. He was a bit round, but not too much. He was not exactly the athletic type. His hair was brown and uncontrollable and his eyes crimson red.

Changed Appearance: Alexander is now around 80 cm. tall with a very small and thin building. He is now, much to his suprise, covered by a brown, short fur with a white spot on his chest. His legs are thin and agile and his arms has shortened a bit, but his fingers are thin and nimble. His face has changed from the normal, sleepy one to a more suspicious and determined. He dresses in a green and brown thin leather with no armour at all. Two gun-holsters hang at his sides, one on his thigh and one hidden in his left armpitch. To hide his hair, he has a brown leather cap. Gun-ammo is stored under his leather-shirt in two ouches and some few in a hidden pocket in his neck.

Personality: Alexander has always been interested in just two things; mechanics and books. He never liked sports or activity but one thing always got him outside; target practice. He likes to keep hidden and out of sight, but in conversations, he is very determined and stubborn.

Occupation: Gunner.

Weapon: His main gun, which hangs from his thigh, is a black Longbarrel which is perfect for exact shots, but it takes some time to reload. The hidden one is a small, red Outsider-gun. It is fast and hits hard, but strange enough for the small size, it has got a very long range. It is easy to reload, but they require some special bullets.

Overdrive: Extreme Pierce. Alexander loads either of his guns with some of the silver bullets he has hidden in the neck-puch and fires it. The bullet pierces anything it goes through and explodes after a set time.

History: Alexander and his family has lived in St. Ivalice and the near surroindings for a couple of generations. When Alexander was born, he grew up as a normal boy. His parents were loving, but his father had an injury from an accident, causing him to use wheelchair. Besides that, Alexander lived normally. He was bullied his first years at school, but they stopped after he challenged them to a shooting contest. Alexander won with 4 bullseyes. He went to the same school as Mewt, but they never got to know eachother.

RPG Sample: Alexander looked at the snow outside and sighed. What a boring day. He had read all his books two times through and the weather was too unclear to go to the shooting grounds in the hall outside town.

He sighed again and settled down in a chair in front of a blazing fireplace. A book had dropped down beside the chair and Alexander picked it up. "The art of shooting," by a world champion in shooting. Alexander turned the first page and found a picture of a gun. It was one of the first guns ever made. It was grey and simple and the neccesary stuff to load it was placed around it.

Alexander dropped the book down on the floor again and started staring in the fire. Something shone in it. Alexander blinked. It was gone. "Strange..." he said. The flames started flickering, like some wind was blowing. Alexander looked around. No, the window was closed...but, what was that?! It seemed like a long beam of light, shining like a lighthouse right up. Alexander dropped down on the floor in and stared at it. Little by little, the light settled around him, easing him, relaxing him just before...it swallowed him. He fainted and all drifted away.

 

[Shadows Follower]

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Wow! Quicker than I expected to get some replies. Nice to see fans of the game.

Sai: Yes I can save you a place.

Lemurian: Accepted I like the description of your fuzzy new appearance. Very nice.

 

[Adzieboy]

Name: Torc Anko

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Species: Human <Can we stay as humans?>

Appearance: Torc has scruffy ginger hair. He usually wears a small jewel around his neck, a jewel which he had found in his dad's old "odd bits" box. He bears a tiny scar on his right cheek, where he had scraped himself when he was younger. He is no taller than 5"5.

Changed Appearance: Torc now has neat, spikey blond hair. This ravishing good looks would be sure to wow any Viera he would come across. His new height of 6" makes him all the more confident of his abilities. He wears a green jewel around his neck, which dazzles others as they lay their eyes upon it.

Personality: Torc is the sort of person who would do anything for anyone. He is however, not to be confused wit a push-over. Torc would knock down anyone who didn't agree with him, and often finds himself in alot of trouble because of this. He is loyal and honest, despite his short temper.

Occupation: Paladin

Weapon: The Knight Sword: Anko. This blade is very shiny, the sharp edges and glistening sides make this blade look more powerful than any blade before it. The golden hilt has a slot in the centre, big enough to fit a tiny crystal.

Overdrive: Mighty Strikes! : This overdrive sees Torc striking the foe with a glowing white blade, and allows him to penetrate anything.

History: St Ivalice had always been the home of Torc. Since his mother had given birth to him, Torc had been told that his Father had not been seen. On the day he had been born, his father had disappeared with no trace.

RPG Sample: Torc's walk home had followed his usual routine, a fast walk, almost a run, straight towards his house with no looking back. He wanted to get home so fast, so he could play his favourite game: Final Fantasy XI. He imply adored the game, and played it until the very moment he slept on most nights.
This night however, was different. Torc turned on his PC, and waited for it to load up. He pulled out his book about all the monsters and NPCs that were in the game, and began reading. One NPC was his favourite, a Paladin, who used his white magic to protect all that needed it. He would have given anything to have met him. Torc looked up at his screen, clicked on the PlayOnline button, and started to login. After a successful login, Torc almost fell off of his chair after what he saw! The Paladin from the book was looking at his from the screen. Torc pressed Enter, but noting happened. He started pressing all sorts of buttons, but to no avail.
Suddenly, the Paladin struck the screen with his mighty blade, and a searing white light emerged. Torc struggled to keep his eyes open, and could feel himself moving. He opened his eyes to see colours flying everywhere, so he closed them again, all the while feeling more ill as he went. The world was twisting and turning around him, it was mutating in his own room!

As he could take no more...Torc felt himself slip into a deep sleep, and he let the strange light engulf him.

 

[bronislav84]

I've played FFTA a while ago when it was released, but was dissapointed because they didn't include a real VS mode. And RP about it. Like, wow. I need to join another RP, so I ask that you please hold me a spot while I try to think up a character.

Tentative idea. Tell me if this is allowed. I like the Summoner class, but since it's Viera only, I'll have to convert one of my female characters. That's the hard part, so I was wondering before I start thinking, if it was okay at all to start out as a Summoner. Is it?

 

[Sonozaki Maya]

-> Expert at FFTA. ^_~ Oh, and please don’t let this go to waste, please… ;-; -- ET <-

Name: Alianna Nephra

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Species: Viera

Appearance: Alianna is surprisingly tall, at around 5 foot 7 inches; however, despite her normal-looking build she is a little bit frail and cannot handle walking very well. She has bright emerald eyes and has shoulder-length hair which is of a bleached dark orchid colour. She normally keeps a blank expression.

New Appearance: Alianna is slightly taller than her previous human self, standing at around 5 foot 10 inches; with her ears slightly elongated and pointing in an upward slant. Her hands have mysteriously become slightly longer, with her fingers increasing in length by a significant amount. She is covered by soft, pale khaki coloured fur, and her abdomen is covered with pure, snow-white fur. She wears black vestments that, typically, cover her whole body, but is slit in some areas in order for unrestricted movement. Over her vestments, she wears a lavender coloured sash which has been custom-made, to fit some small phials and other items. The cuffs on her vestments are frilly and are also lavender in colour. She wears normal, typical black shoes that would be quite useful for walking.

Personality: Alianna has always had a distaste for long-distance walking, and due to her frailty, has spent most of her life reading various books, tomes and the like. She’s also gathered some information on the occult, widening her knowledge of mystical objects and creatures, and one can imagine this translates well for her here in the new world. Alianna is quite quiet, and because she finds it hard to trust dependent on looks, may seem cold and calculating, but in fact, she just wants to make sure that betrayal is not an option. In open conversations, however, she can be a bit talkative and at times, completely hyperactive and unaware of her surroundings unlike her normal self. She can be kind and warm, but only to those she trusts, which is hard to gain from someone like her.

Class: Blue Mage

Weapon: La Verite ~ An obsidian, thin saber that has forged on it a floral pattern, that is only there for decorative purposes. The saber itself has a long blade that is slightly shorter than Alianna’s legs, and, it is quite thin as mentioned earlier.

Overdrive: End of the Road
Alianna concentrates some energy into her saber, and then charges up to an enemy, or a group, before conjuring a light that covers them, and then dashing inside for some wide, purple-energy emanating slashes that injure the enemy quite heavily. It never kills, though, only leaves them incapacitated or in a critical state.

History: Alianna has moved to St. Ivalice from a faraway land, 5 years ago. Unknown to her, Alianna’s family had been wide believers of the magicks, and though her family have kept it a secret from her, she had been mysteriously drawn to it. Her frailty does not help anything, either, the only thing saving her from bullies and other vicious people is her looks, and because of them was befriended by a lot of people. She wasn’t satisfied, despite being able to trust these people. Outside, she had a great social life but deep inside really wanted to fit in with the rest of her family…

Sample RPG:
Alianna was living another boring, mundane day in St. Ivalice. She was tired, having hung out with some of her friends for the umpteenth time this week. She was grateful for having friends, but she really had trouble living a life of being unknown to her family, and even after being drawn into the occult world, her family still ignores her, and deems her ignorant. Alianna hung her head in dismay as in front of her was a thick tome, where the cover was very plain, and had no title written on it. Her sister had given it to her, to force her to learn more. She could hear the crackling of some remnants of fire coming from the living room. So she sleepily and sheepily walked to the living room, where none of her family was present. The fireplace, which was not on fire before, had mysteriously begun lighting itself.
Alianna, being innately fascinated by this phenomena, walked closer to the fire, and gazed into it. She could see blue lights in her eyes. She felt very sleepy, and suddenly, a white flash faded in, and Alianna could not see anything. She fainted, and looked in wait, for something to happen, and thought… Was this fate in work?

 

[Masa Mune]

Name: Patrick Riley

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Species: Nu Mou

Appearance: Patrick is rather short for his age standing at just under five feet. Between is soft green eyes, fair complexion, and elegant red hair, the Irish ancestry certainly shows. However what most find odd is his strangely frail looking build. One wouldn't go so far as to call him bony, but he's always been on the puny side.

Changed Appearance: Patrick certainly stands out in the Nu Mou world as his hair and eyes managed to become his defining features in this form. Unlike other Nu Mou he doesn't slouch, but he's still so much shorter, you wouldn't be able to guess anyway, especially from the "large" and roomy earth tone robes that he wears.

Personality: Patrick is a very jovial individual, most would say bubbly; but he felt he had to be this way to make friends since his family moves around roughly every six months. While he does have a natural happiness, it isn't quite so much and as such, he has managed to stretch his psyche a bit thin giving way to a minor bought of manic depression. Even with this though, he rarely would become angry (not that anyone would worry when he did), mainly just altering between happy and sad.
While Patrick does attempt to make friends, and tends to easily, he's never had one long enough to develop loyalties; and should instances that require some kind of commitment come into play, he will often times become frightened, and in rare instances, push away whoever the commitment is related to. Obviously he's never had a girlfriend either because of this emotional imbalance.

Occupation: Sage

Weapon: Patrick carries around his waist a mace by the title of Titan's Finger. He doesn't use it so much for combat because of it's weight, but it has an incredible aptitude for channeling the energies of nature. It was said this mace was created with some of the rarest materials that the planet itself offered as thanks to one of the greatest Nu Mou sages to ever live. Upon crafting the mace, it took on a molten glow, casting a soft light through its iridescent amber colored body. Patrick wields the mace now because the rest of the Nu Mou thought his unusual look was a sign of greatness to be achieved.

Overdrive: Cataclysm; Only when Patrick can discard all emotion and focus solely upon the energies around him is he capable of unleashing this devastating attack that leaves nothing in the attack radius safe. By focusing everything he has into the Titan's Finger he unleashes a raw energy that causes a complete imbalance of nature in a sizable radius. During the most severe instances of this attack, the elements can even reverse, fire becoming water, earth becoming wind, and electricity even becoming matter.

History: A common joke in Patrick's family was that he had no hometown; however this "joke" was quite true. Given birth to while on a brief stop over, his parents quickly moved on as soon as his mother was allowed out of the hospital. Because of this nomadic lifestyle, Patrick has seen much of the world but has never had the opportunity to enjoy or experience any of it. Once he came of age to go to school (grade school actually, his parents never enrolled him in kindergarten or the like), things really became problematic for him. You see, he was always traveling because his parents were essentially modern day treasure hunters; moving from place to place as they heard juicy rumors on gothic, arcane, antique, ancient, and just plain peculiar things; selling many finds to museums or private collectors, and then repeating the process by moving somewhere new. Now despite what one would think, this actually allowed him to make friends fast, after all, everyone wanted to know a treasure hunter and hear their stories; no, the problems started with the inability to stay in touch with the friends he had made. During these years Patrick took up an interest in the queer items his parents sometimes kept, many having ties to witchcraft and other forms of black or white magic. This seemed to work for a time; the keen interest and engrossment in studies lessening the ache from the separation he knew he would face; but things such as that are only distractions for such emotional pains and eventually it would still overtake him until his next batch of friends.
The strain eventually began to show on him, and his parents began toying with the notion to settle down. Patrick, knowing how much the hunts meant to both his parents, put on a grand facade and convinced them not to quit (the one thing he would ever truly commit to). With this mask he continued to smile and make friends, numbing the pain he felt from town to town but stretching himself thinner and thinner emotionally with every move, though not to the ignorance of his parents. His mother and father quickly decided that they would work one more hunt, a rare book, the rarest book, the Gran Grimore. They had tracked it down to possibly being in St. Ivalice, and that brings Patrick to present day.

RPG Sample:

Patrick lay in bed staring at the ceiling. This was a very new and strange feeling to him, being in a house and not some hotel. His parents still hadn’t told him they had bought the place and they’d be staying in St. Ivalice, but none-the-less the teenager knew something was awry about the whole situation.
What really caught his attention was the pamphlet his mother handed him on the school he would be attending this time. She seemed to want him to get acquainted with it and their history; something he’d never had to bother doing before. So that had basically been his day, reading over the information, searching for a little more on his laptop, and then just killing time (which he found quite hard to do here for some reason) until he was enrolled.
The Riley boy continued staring at the ceiling and pondering what it all meant until sleep began to overtake him and soon he was beginning to doze off; that is until the bright light. Even with his eyes closed he could still tell it was there and at first he though it might have been the light in his room, but he quickly remembered not only had he turned that off long ago, but it was nowhere near the intensity. With a start he bolt up and looked out his window to see the light coming closer. His mind screamed for him to run, but he was frozen in place, entranced by the strange spectacle before him.
It didn’t take long for this phenomenon to engulf him and his room completely, but he stayed in that same position, staring into the light, unflinching. Something about it seemed foreboding yet fun. He could only think that this was how his parents felt when off on a new adventure; and for a brief moment, a spark ignited in him, an emotion he had never felt before… no, that would be misleading, it was obviously a type of longing – but what was he longing for? This feeling, while similar, was inherently different than what he normally felt in wanting a bit of stability to his life – this felt like a longing for what he was already living… only, for it to be on his terms. Closing his eyes to ponder this he forgot about the light until it suddenly vanished, at which point his coherency of being returned. He slowly opened his eyes, still unsure, but all thoughts quickly vanished from his mind as he was staring at this… thing… this red, small, and hairy thing. Confused, Patrick looked around and then noticed he was looking at a reflection in a mirror… and since he knew he was standing in front of the mirror…
The reaction to this realization may not be what one would expect (then again, one would not easily be able to comment on the realization that you’ve suddenly, and with no real reason, become a different creature), but to Patrick it seemed like the only appropriate thing to do; and so he laughed. He laughed like a madman until many other creatures like him rushed into the room. At that point all he could do was pass out.

 

[Shadows Follower]

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This is looking promising. I'm loving these sign ups by the way.

Azdieboy: Sadly Rejected. I feel that you didn't put enough description into your characters appearance and weapon. My other concern is to remember that your not being sucked into the game, your being transported by a bright light. (Read the little prologue at the top for more info.)

Bronislav84:1) Yes I can save a space and 2) yes you can be a summoner at the beginning. I would recommend that you put it up soon because I already have a reserve and places are filling up quick.

Hitoshura Shoujo: Don't worry, this won't go to waste Accepted. I like to congratulate you on a well written sign up.

Masa Mune: As long as you put in a RPG Sample, Accepted. I see you found a class that suits you as well (Just remember that theres no necromancy in sages.) Also now that you've signed up, we have one of each race. (Except human. Poor boring human.)

If Bronislav84 and Sai put up their sign ups, then I will allow two more before we start.

 

[Waterlight]

Name: Sai Roberts

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Appearance: Tom has long-ish 'mop'-like brown hair, which often sticks out at extreme angles quite messily as if he had only just awoken. One strand of hair falls down to his eye and just covers it, giving him a more 'mysterious look' as he calls it. His eyes are a shining sapphire colour, which can attract attention of both the good and bad kind. In general, he's quite slim and tall, roughly 5'8.

Changed Appearance: When he is a White Mage in the country of Ivalice, he wears white and blue robes which seem to represent his White Mage status further. He has a belt which has a clasp to hold his rod while travelling. Ontop of this attire, he has a hood which he often uses to cover up his face. Under the robes, he has a pair of dark green shorts and on-top, a plain dark-blue T-Shirt, with nothing else on.

Personality: In the normal world, Sai doesn't particularly stand out to any other kids, though often is considered as a loner. He often disregards other children as immature, and acts pretty much above his age, but he can often act pretty childish when he's around people who he can stand. However, sometimes, he can prove to be slightly clumsy, though he usually comes up with excuses when it happens. When in a bad mood, he can be snappish and sometimes cruelly sarcastic towards people..

Occupation: White Mage

Weapon: Rod (No name as-of-yet): This rod seems rather mysterious, and compliments Sai's white magic well. The wooden handle runs smoothly up to the top, where it splits into three and twists and surrounds a gleaming jewel which emanates a soothing white light.

Overdrive: Resurrection: Sai focuses in White Magic as he musters up as much power as he is capable of. The magic grows to such extremes that he gets engulfed by light, much like the light from his staff, which begins to circle him and finally shoots into any fallen comrade and fully revives and heals them. This often leaves him vulnerable for a few seconds while he picks himself up and comes to his senses.

History: Sai was born in St. Ivalice's local hospital, much like many of the other kids at school. His parents were quick to move away from Ivalice, though, for reasons unknown to Sai. From there, he was born and raised in a small village which stood under the shadow of a mountain. There he often travelled up through the many caverns which twisted all he way around the outside of the mountain, Mt. Menarie. There he often pretended to be an 'adventurer' with his group of friends, and many of these escapades left them bruised and cut from 'slaying beasts and dragons', in reality, running around while throwing rocks at each other. However, one of the times things turned disastrous. They reached a peak higher then they had ever ventured, and here they found a strange cavern which seemed oddly man-made. Before they finished, Sai blacked out, and when he awoke, found his two friends laying on a slab of rock, dead, on each side of the room. An alter like structure seemed to be in the middle, but locals from the village arrived and took him back to the village before Sai examined it further. After this incident, he was dragged back to St. Ivalice with his parents, since they believed it would traumatise him further if he remained there. From there, he was brought up in the local school...

RPG Sample:
"..which is to be handed in tommorow without fail. That concludes the lesson, any questions?" Mr Greenwood proclaimed as he pointed a long cane-like stick at a blackboard which bore hours worth of notes wrote in chalk.
A rather loud snore came in response, which invited the racket of many people snorting and laughing as Mr. Greenwood began to look very flustered and irritated. Every head in the class turned as Sai's head slowly lifted and faced the boy next to him, who's face had burst into a rosy red colour as he giggled heartily.
"Psst, what have I missed?" Sai muttered, oblivious to the uproar.
"I think you may want to look Greenwood's way," The boy replied as he attempted to control his high-pitched laugh. "You might want to catch more sleep next time!"
"Huh..?"
"Huh indeed Mr. Roberts. Care to inform me why you've been taking a snooze for the past.. let's see, what? 35 minutes? Don't try the old 'had a late night' excuse. It doesn't work with me, lad!"
"Oh, shut up!" Sai exclaimed. He hadn't meant for the little outburst to happen and say what he had intended to mutter, however, it was too late for second-thoughts. Mr Greenwood's fist slammed heavily into the table as he glared down at Sai...

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I kind of rushed the form since I need to get homework done, but hopefully that's sufficient.

 

[Shadows Follower]

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Sai: Accepted. Just make sure you explain how he gets transported to the new world when you post later. Apart from that everythings good. Nice to see your human cause now we definately have all the races in the game now. Sure you'll do good.

 

[Tauros Rider2]

Can there be a spot reserved for me?

 

[Masa Mune]

Sample is done, also editted some grammatical errors. Oh, and don;t worry, when it read out as nature, I assumed necromancy wasn't included in it.

Oh, I just remembered something, should I list the second class now as a sort of secondary class or does that just come later on naturally.

 

[Lon]

Name: Seru Zasu

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Species: Nu Mou

Appearance: As a human, he was at a hieght of about 5'7'', and had slightly tanned skin. His hair was black in color, and was kept untidy, if it was kept at all. He also wore a pair of glasses that was created out of a material that made them seem much thinner than they truly were. Behind those glasses, the boy's eyes were of what some would call an 'average' and 'boring' brown color.

Changed Appearance: Here, Seru's true height is actually unknown. Instead, he seems to always be hunched over. His hair, which was once a messy black, has now spread over his body, and has seemed to have transformed into brown fur in the process.This brown however, seems to much more light a milk chocolate in color, being more of a lighter brown. To his delight, Seru has found that in this form, his eyesight is restored to what it once was. However, here he seems to have gotten quite chubbier than he was in the other world, and his hands have also shrunk down to a size insignificant to his original. At his rear, a tail has also seemed to have sprouted. Firey orange fur seems to reside on top of the furry tail, while underneath, it seems to be of the same color as the rest of his fur. As for his ears... it seems now they have become long and loppy, with silver colored bells hanging from the ends.

Seru's clothing in this form seems to be in the form of long and violet layered robes, which seem to just endlessly pile up. Around his neck, Seru seems to now be wearing a tan scarf of some sort. Hanging down from this 'scarf', it seems that Seru is wearing a tan colored tunic that is quite long for his body, much like his robe. Due to the length of his robes, it seems as if his feet are never to be seen. A hat can also be seen on Seru's head in this form. This hat is much like those of past 'time mages'. It is for the most part, rectangular on the sides. However, at the top, the hat seems to have a small arch. The hat is white in color though, and in its center is a violet star shapped patch.

Personality: Seru has always been one who felt that those with evil intents should never succeed. As a result, Seru often remains quite quiet, and will merely listen to others as they converse, attempting to figure out what those people's intentions are, and what he can learn from them. In a way, this is probably how he ended up becoming a Nu Mou. Although he has always felt justice must be dealt to eventually, he has always also had a sort of habit of 'eavesdropping' onto to the conversations of others. Regardless, Seru seems to feel that if there is someone who absolutely needs help around him, he will do his best to help that person, even if it means passing out to do so. For the most part though, Seru can be described as being a silent person.

Occupation: Time Mage

Weapon: A wooden rod, armed with a circlular yin-yang sign at the tip is the name of Seru's weapon. Known as the "Yin-Yang' Rod, it is rumored to manipulate the luck of whoever it hits with the white half to heal, and the black half to harm. That of course, isn't true.

Overdrive: Meteorite: A technique that requires Seru to be of low health. By focusing energy into his rod, Seru calls down a meteorite to strike a single target with non-elemental damage.

History: Apparantly, it seems that Seru's family actually builds and repairs old fasioned clocks and watches. Of course, as a result of this, Seru is also expected to live up to doing this as well. As mentioned before, Seru was born into a family of clock makers who recently moved to the city of St. Ivalice 10 years ago. Having always been around all sorts of gizmos and gadgets that tell time, Seru finds that time is often wasted, and has always wanted to find a way to stop, or at least slow down all the wasted time. Strangely enough, Seru has been told though, that his family actually originated from the far east, and as a result, the family heirloom happens not to be of a golden watch, but of a yin-yang symbole shaped clock. For the most part it seems, Seru has been raised normal enough, although he often finds himself lacking in the friend department....

RPG Sample: "What's this? Another broken clock?" Seru, the young man who had said this was quite angered by this point. Apparently, this was one of the many clocks that had been brought in to be fixed since the holidays had started a while back. However, each time his parents had gotten a few of the clocks fixed up, the owners would come right on back to the store, puzzled at how the clocks could break so easily. Often, they blamed it onto Seru's parents, but his parents had been fixing them for ages now, and never before had they gotten so many complaints or requests to fix sooo many time keeping devices. Unfortunately, the reason why Seru was angered was because he was dragged into this fixing spree as well.

"Mom? Dad? Have either of you seen that screwdriver that I've been using this week? I haven't seen it at all today...." Seru seemed to yell out through the house as he carried a small watch with him. However, even after moments of waiting, Seru recieved no answer. Impatiently, Seru rushed through the large wooden double doors that separated his home from the shop. As he entered though, he noticed that neither one of his parents had yet to even cross through the door, becuase the place was still so quiet, and because the lights of the room had yet to even be flipped up. Deciding to take matters into his own hadns, the angered teen flipped the light switch that was located beside him on, and began to busily hunt for the item.

However, as he searched, Seru tossed things here and there, not once noticing what he was looking for. After what seemed like and eternity of searching, Seru managed to catch sight of his small, red and purple colored screwdriver. Apparently, it was up by the window of the shop. Seru grunted in frustration as he headed for the small item. As soon as his few second walk was up, Seru reached down for the item, until suddenly he was almost blinded from a sudden white light coming from outside the window. Shaking his head in disbelief of how anyone could be shining a bright light at a moment like this, Seru quickly grabbed the screwdriver and stuck it into his pocket. Afterwards, he through on his jacket, and rushed outside to see what the light had come from. It didn't take him too long to find out though, for about as soon as he marched 4 steps, the light returned. This time however, it seemed to shine all around him, and was so bright that Seru's eyes could no longer remain open.....

 

[Silver Ryu]

Ooh, ooh, OOH! I wanna join! I love FFTA, and I recently beat it for a second time. But before I sign up, I have a few questions. I noticed that there are several jobs you don't have on your list. You don't have Elementalist, Assassin, Sniper, Bishop, Templar, Animist, or Mog Knight. ^_^ And I've also noticed a few people signing up with a race/job combination that's not possible in the game. Sooo...does that mean we can do that? =D

Once my questions are answered, I'll sign up. OK?

But just warning you, I have a tendancy to sign up for RPGs, be active for a few days, and then stop posting. I'll try my best not to do that, but don't be surprised if you don't see me for a while.

 

[Shadows Follower]

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Tauros Rider2: Sorry Tauros, but since I nearly have all places filled and that Bronislav84 has already reserved one place, its every man for himself. Make a sign up and get it in quick.

Lon: Nice. Accepted

Silver Ryu: I'll answer your questions.

1) Yeah I did leave some out. That was by accident and I apologise. If you want to be them, fine with me.

2) I'm not limiting people on race/job combinations - I'm happy for people to be what they want. Theres only two exceptions. Summoners must be Vieras as they are the only ones who are able to handle it. Mog Knights have to be Moogles or else they would just be knights wouldn't they.

I hope that answers your questions. If you are going to put create a sign up, I would do it quick as theres only one place left!

 

[Tauros Rider2]

Name: Wes Mordak

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Species: Bangaa

Appearance: He is tall and gangly. He has thin arms. His legs look like very thin sticks. He has light blue eyes. His hair is sandy blonde and spiky. He is skinny. His skin color is plain normal white. He has scars on his face from getting scratched by cats.

Changed Appearance: He is a bit taller now. He has yellow Bangaa skin but with red stripes on his legs. The claws on his hands and feet are dagger-like. His tail is long and whip-like. He wears a navy blue shirt and crimson red shorts. He wears his armor over his clothes. His armor is dark grey. On his back Bangaa glyphs are inscribed.

Personality: He tries to keep calm but can get easily angered. He is usaully kind and generous. When is angry though he will listen to nobody and will do things the way he wants to. He is stubborn and reckless. He does show honor at all times.

Occupation: Dragoon

Weapon: Inferno: A long blade with red tinted steel. The blade has a dragon-shaped handle. On the end are three spikes. On each side a fierce looking red dragon is pictured.

Overdrive: Inferno's Fury: Wes lowers the end of the sword into the ground,then a dark red aura appears around Wes and Inferno. Wes takes Inferno out of the ground and fire spurts from the sword.

History: Wes' family was in the blacksmith business. Wes had mixed feelings about being a blacksmith. As Wes learned more about being a blacksmith he started to enjoy it. Wes' father was a excellent blacksmith. He is known throughout St Ivalice. Wes usually made steel statues of dragons.

RPG Sample: Wes finished his latest dragon. Wes' dad came in and saw the dragon. "Very good son"He said. Wes smiled. Wes looked out the window as snow was falling gently on the ground. "Thanks dad"Wes said. Wes then got to work on a snow dragon. Wes had a interest in dragons. Wes loved hearing anything that had to do with dragons.

Wes made the eyes with great detail. He almost never made any tools. All Wes made was dragons. Then as he finished his dragon a white light shone outside. "What the heck?"Wes thought. He went outside only to find himself engulfed by the white light. Wes then felt extreme pain. Wes was knocked out and fell onto the soft snow that covered the ground.

 

[bronislav84]

Silver Ryu: That is true. Let's get Shadow to answer this, cause I was kinda wondering both things too, but was afraid to ask.

Anyway, here's my signup, finally.

Name: Sophie Krad

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Species: Viera

Appearance: She waers a long coat and scarf, with a winter hat and boots. Her long black hair flows down her back. She is tall, and has black eyes. (The story starts in the night I assume) she sleps in a regular nightshirt.

Changed Appearance: Sha has a horn on her head, keeps her black hair and eyes, but that's where the similarities to the past end. She now has long ears with earring too. She waers a green cape, a clover necklace, white shirt, a brown bag for summon ingredients, and gray shorts. She also has white arm sleeves, which go to her shoulders. She wears high heeled shoues, which go up past her knees. She carries the Staff of Hope in her hand.

Personality: Contrary to usual summoners and usual Viera, Sophie likes to to into towns. She is friendly and likes to make jokes. Being a bit on the young side, she has a tendency to trust some people she really shouldn't. An eternal optimist, she always has hope that everything will turn out alright.

Occupation: Summoner

Weapon: The Staff of Hope is a staff with an Eagle head. It is long, and has a sharp end. She can use it as a weapon, if she needs to.

Overdrive: Static Double Summon. This attack makes two summoned creatures appear. Unlike the usual summoned creatures, they stay on the field for a while, attacking and protecting for the one who called them.

History: She was born and raised in St. Ivalice and comes from a long established family. She used to be home schooled, before she came to school, and thus doesn't know too many of the kids in her class. Her father died a while ago, and her mother ended up having to run the family flower shop solo. Sophie likes plants, and keeps this in the new Ivalice by wearing a clover necklace.

In the new Ivalice, she and her mother both become Viera. Her mother is a well respected Red Mage, and is raising her daugher to be a good and proper member of the Viera race. They don't belong to a clan, but live with a group of other Viera.

RPG Sample:

It had snowed again today, and while the other kids had a snowball fight, I went home by myself. I hadn't made any friends so far, so I usually ended up going home alone. One or two times I got a lift from somebody, but it wasn't often. The wind blew the snow around as I trudged in it, knee high. I pulled my scarf tighter around my neck and walked home silently. I passed a few kids talking amoungst themselves, one who said he was gooing to buy a book from a store. Although they were from my class, I didn't say anything to them. I continued walking home.

When I got home, my mom was making dinner. We ate, and she asked me how school was. I told her it was the same as usual. I also told her about the snowball fight that some of the other kids had. She asked me why I didn't try to make friends by joining in, but I said I didn't know how they might react.

I went to bed early that night. As I lay in bed, I wondered if I'd ever be accepted. Would I ever be afraid of what people might say? Maybe being home schooled ruined my people skills. I resolved to try to be more active the next day.

I was having this dream about flowers, and then there was a flash of light. I realized that it wasnt a dream anymore, only to see that it was coming from the window. I screamed, and then I seemed to blank out.

 

[Shadows Follower]

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Tauros Rider2: Sadly Rejected. Your description and history were lacking and I think you could have put more into it. My biggest concerns were your personality and sentences. Your personality is messed up and just doesn't seem right? How can he be calm and get angry easily? Your sentences also all seem to be short. Not a big problem but it does make your writing hard to read.

bronislav84: Nice to see you've put up your sign up and nicely done too. Accepted. The questions that Sliver Ryu asked are answered just below her post. My only concern is how you talk about your characters mother being in new Ivalice. You must make sure that she has no memory of old Ivalice (At least to begin with. Would make a nice plot twist if she regained her old memory).

Seeing as how we have seven people now, I'll wait one more day for an extra sign up. If not, we'll start on 31/1/06. I'll explain more in my next post.

 

[bronislav84]

I was thinking the party needs a Red Mage, and yes, I did plan to have her mother in the RP regardless. You bring up a valid point, and I agree. Neither will have any old memory at first, except for my character wondering why she's screaming all of a sudden, when the change stops. This will be the start of the story for me, but I won't say anything else.

It's okay to have her mother around, right?