Chin length white hair with two waist length locks. She's short and slender with big dark gray eyes.
personality- Tarannee is a bit of a tomboy, but is also sensitive towards other people's feelings. She is feisty, confident, cheerful and full of energy, and very optimistic and determined. Tarannee is something of a free spirit: she's absent-minded, but at the same time extremely creative, talented and insightful when it comes to people around her. Despite her tendency to joke around when faced with a problem, she is a kindhearted person who cares about those she has relationships with.
history- The daughter of a high ranking Praetorian, when Taranee's powers began to manifest her family was naturally horrified. But Taranee loved her parents and tried to supress her abilities, tried not to be a mage. It killed something inside her a little more each day and ultimately she gained a legal emancipation from the government and left home at thirteen.
Wanting to learn how to use her powers properly Taranee went to the UESG where she began training in the element of water. Five years later she is quite an accomplished mage at the age of eighteen.
abilities- Command over the element of water. Taranee commands the element in all it's forms vapour, liquid, and ice.
Orb: The ability to become water in any of it's forms and travel that way. Can also merge into pre-existing bodies of water.
Tide: the ability to create and control water in vast quantities. Can also be used to control ice and vapour.
Imbue: An ability common to the UESG which allows them to create magical artifacts with powers connected to their element. In the case of Taranee the element of water.
Crush- Taranee can change the atmospheric pressure of her enviorment to that of the deep sea. The change can cause death or severe injuries. Luckily Taranee rarely uses this power as it takes incredible amounts of energy and she also has a hard time withstanding the tremendous pressure. A weapon of last resort.
Mirror- She uses water's reflective capabilities to create magical copies that she calls astral drops. Physically indistinguishable from the real thing. However when creates a Drop of a living thing they are easily seen through. Though they possess the memories and physical abilities of the Original they have the emotional development of a six or seven year old child, and lack any magic of their own. (over time this ability will improve the Drops will gain in intelligence and emotional maturity, and at it's highest level they will possess similar but inferior magical powers to the Original.)
weaknesses- Taranee's abilities aren't exactly geared for combat. So she has to get creative during battle. Her one combative ability is Tide since Crush is too risky and she saves it for a trump card.
She's also slightly gullible and easily tricked. Although this gullibity does not really extend to the Praetorians.
Used for close range fighting. Imbued with a shield of pure-water that spins at high velocities. Stick a hand in there and it might get ripped off, if the water doesn't melt it first. In it's purest form water has corrrosive properties.
other- Up for love.
DANCE- Like no-one is watching LOVE- Like you've never been hurt SING- Like no-one is listening LIVE- Like it's heaven on earth.
Please read and review my novel. The title is Fireborn. Here's the link.
Personality: He is the enforcer of the UESG team and has been a member since he was 18 years-old. He is a calm, composed, focused and determined individual who dedicates his time to solve the war by any means necessary. He prefers to use his head, rather than his powers. The only time he uses his powers is as a last resort. He can be relied upon to get any task done and is usually the one to keep other team members in check.
Abilities: He was born of dark magic involving fire and dragon's blood. As a result, he was born with a high fixed body temperature which means that he can create fire and flame from within his body. Later on, his parents taught him how to control it, a skill which took him a significant amount of time and patience in order to attain. His signature moves are the following;
Fireballs - using his eyes, he can create balls of fire in the palm of his hands which he can then throw to catch objects/people alight
Magma - with a single touch of his finger he can turn any object into magma, consuming it until the point of distruction
Weaknesses: He has a tendency to disobey orders if he doesn’t agree with them, which occasionally gets him into trouble with his superiors.
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"Do you know what my heart says now? It says that I should forget about politics and be with you. No matter what. You're a true Queen, a Queen any King would kill for." - Prince Francis ♕
This is my second profile. If there is anything wrong with it please PM me.
Name: Jak Konri
Position: UESG-Light
Gender: Female
Age: 18
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Personality: The newest and youngest of the UESG means that Jak's powers haven't manifested as powerful as the others meaning that her abilities more rely on her swordsmanship and accurecy. She is kind, compassionate and playful. She doesn't take offence easily, and is always ready to stand up for the innocents.
Abilities: Controls and manipulates Light to either defend or attack her opponents.
Blink- Transforms into pure light and can move at light speed but only for a short distance
Imbue- Enchant one of her weapons with light(burning blade or unlimited ammo)
Shield- Creates a circular shield of light and then pushes outwards to burn and knockback her enemies.
Flashbang- Concentrates light into a ball around her and then pushes outwards. Very taxing and leaves her drained.
Ray- Concentrates light into a ray that blinds and burns anyone in its way.
Weapons: Since her powers are relitively low, she makes up for it with her weaponry and skill.
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Weaknesses: Powers aren't as powerful as of yet so her abilities are a lot more taxing and will sometimes fail completely. She can be tricked into thinking that her friends are in danger and then led into a trap.
I want to see you choke on your lies, Swallow up your greed, Suffer all alone in your misery.
Ok we are going to start, so I choose... sylverdawn for UESG, Crow for Praetorians, Darknecrosis for Necromancers and Leahweird for Seraphs to start this, hopefully to be, good SB!
ENJOY!
I want to see you choke on your lies, Swallow up your greed, Suffer all alone in your misery.
The hot pan hissed as cold water struck it. Reaper grunted as he pried the charbroiled meat off its base. "That's it Reaper, you are never cooking for us again." Jak declared as the dumped the ruined taco shells in the trash. "You even managed to wreck tacos. I thought that was impossible."
Reaper shrugged as he let go of the pan and turned towards the pizza that sat on the table. He had known this would happen and ordered out ahead of time. "That's why God invented take-out." He informed Jak in a mock superior tone.
Rolling his eyes, Ryken planted his combat boots on the scarred kitchen table. "God did not invent take-out."
"Sez you." Reaper mumbled around a mouthful of pizza.
Suddenly Jak laughed. "I know how we can get anyone we capture to tell us there plans. We just have to feed them some of Reaper's cooking."
Reaper gazed solemnly at the newest member to their team. "That's just cruel Jak. Even I know how bad my cooking is."
The three of them were laughing as Taranee raced in from the communications room where she had been on duty. "Playtime's over guys." She told them as she caught her breath. "I just caught a transmission that there's going to be a three way dust up between the Seraphs, Necromancers, and Praetorians down town. And Reaper, your brother's going to be there."
DANCE- Like no-one is watching LOVE- Like you've never been hurt SING- Like no-one is listening LIVE- Like it's heaven on earth.
Please read and review my novel. The title is Fireborn. Here's the link.
There was no noise emerging from the barracks apart from the occasional gunshot. Kuat was in there practising his marksmanship when Lucian came in. "You missed one," was the first thing he said.
"Really?" Kuat replied and got a stun shot to the chest. Kuat fell down hard. "Ow," was all he managed to say. He stood up and looked at his commanding officer waiting for him to tell him what the reason was that he came here.
"We've got a situation on our hands," Lucien said, "A Seraph zealot is loose and we have been assigned to hunt him down. Now gear up and get ready, we leave at first light."
Kuat remembered what happened that day when a Seraph had killed his family and in turn he had killed the Seraph. With a malevolant smile Kuat turned back and resumed shooting.
I want to see you choke on your lies, Swallow up your greed, Suffer all alone in your misery.
The Daemon Whisperer had really outdone himself this time, sending a lone Necromancer to lead a battalion into battle against the Praetorians and Seraphs. Real clever. I often figured that I had done more to be the DW, but I never had the self control... which I always believed was overrated. I heard a knock at the granite door to my chambers. "Enter".
"Lord Tonitrui," the apprentice bowed "you are needed by the Apocalyptic Prophet"
"Excuse me, Loki was it? This better not be some kind of pathetic joke. Because if it is, I will tear your guts out, and then skin you. My floor could do with a bit of brightening up".
"No, Master" Loki replied, shaking "he said it was of dire urgency".
"Very well, show me to his chambers".
The apprentice led me to the iron prison that the Prophet lived inside (we Necromancers live underground so our practices are not noticed), and then turned before speeding away. I have a bad feeling about this... I knocked at the door, and then stepped inside. The Prophet of the Apocalypse was meditating, ignoring my entrance. "Your Darkness, I believe you wanted to see me".
"Vivamus," said his old voice, croaking "The humans are mobilizing, I can feel it, yet I don't know what for"
"I know. News doesn't get to you very quickly, does it?"
"Be silenced, your arrogance is not wanted within these walls! The humans have a new weapon under construction... one that will destroy both of our kinds"
"Why would they commit self-genocide?"
"I... do not know, in my wisdom and would hazard a guess that they will vaccinate their own kind. However, we are still at threat"
"And what if you are incorrect"
"I am never incorrect"
I took a deep breath, for a blind old man the Prophet was extremely agtagonistic. "Your Darkness" I bowed, as I left the chamber. This couldn't get any better...
Laments of passion Obstructed by fear. Under guises of jovial chatter; Incredulous hopes Steadily feasting away- Eating away at my heart.
I've been talking to TyrantofWar. Apparently the order he posted was only to start the SB, and that it's not going to be used from now on. I told him to post it. No prizes for guessing what he didn't do. So, on his request, I'll carry the SB on...
Lucian
Dawn was fast approaching, and everybody on board the airbourne transport knew what that meant. Lucian looked at each of his men in turn; too many fresh faces. Inexperienced troops tended to get themselves killed. Fighting magic users was not easy, and only troops with dedication and skill would go on to become veterans like himself. Lucian stroked the barrel of his gun as sensually as a woman's leg. 'Janey', he called her. He had had her for nearly nine years, and no amount of 'superior technology' was going to stop him from using her. "Now y'all listen up," Lucian broke the somber quiet. These men needed to know what they were letting themselves in for. "I been fightin' my whole life. When I was a kid, I fought bullies. And I lost a lot. But my mama used to say to me 'son, you gonna meet people who don't 'preciate what you stand for. But don't you let them push you down.' Gorramit, my mama was right. I know what I believe in. I believe in a world where 'mortals' don't gotta live in fear of no magic users. And I'm gonna get me that world, or die tryin'. And I don't like the idea of dying just yet. So you boys, you tell me this: who of you gonna fight them bullies today? Who of you boys wants that world bad enough? My mama, she was a strong woman, an' she raised a strong son. I gonna fight to win. An' you boys, you gonna do the same." Lucian let his words sink in. At first, his troops seemed panick-stricken, uneasy, but quickly the resolve of their conflict settled in. Lucian smiled. He would be leading fighters today, and not just lambs to the slaughter.
At the end of the day, when the sun is gone and the light is lost, the shadows will play.
Reaper stood on the roof of the scyscraper with his head tilted up into the wind. This fight would be his first official mission as the Wind element. Of course he had been on missions while training, but that had always been as backup. Today was the first time for him to take center stage.
"Ryken here, everyone in position?" His com-link crackled with static as the others answered.
"Jak, all set."
"Taranee, everything's ready on my end."
"Reaper, good to go." He answered as he stretched like a cat. The sun was shining in a cloudless sky, perfect weather for a battle.
DANCE- Like no-one is watching LOVE- Like you've never been hurt SING- Like no-one is listening LIVE- Like it's heaven on earth.
Please read and review my novel. The title is Fireborn. Here's the link.
As Kuat is my main character I will not be using Jak, just to make that clear
Kuat Niket
Kuat sat in the cockpit piloting the transport. "E.T.A five minutes," he called "Hey take over quickly" he said to another soldier. He got up and went to a seat but instead of sitting down he opened a compartment overhead of the seat. He started grabbing his weapons and finally his battle armour.
"Is all that really necessary?" Lucien asked.
"Just being prepared," Kuat replied. A klaxon sounded and not a good one. "We've got incoming, evasive manuveurs," Reaper barked as he took control of the transport again. "Bring it on," he muttered.
Soz bout that Sylverdawn I was in a rush so I thats why I made that mistake (was also thinking about the film DOOM)
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I want to see you choke on your lies, Swallow up your greed, Suffer all alone in your misery.
