Contents

1.Story
2.Setting
3.Rules
4.Characters
5-7. Reserved


Story
"The world is dependant on their Planes. The Plane of Earth, Heaven, Hell, Fire, Water, and Soul..all in accordance to the body, but there have been whispers...rumours of three banished from the Ethereal Plane of Soul that seek to send the others into their decline. Their wrath unabated even in their exile.
Zayin- The Charlton
Aleph- The Warrior
Daleth- The Observer
...but that was long ago...these three have long since passed from the Planes altogether...or so it was recorded in the Scribe's texts."
~ Last Testament of Scribe Dalmin Fenrunner, Drow of the Earth Plane

Setting

The main story will take place on the Plane of Earth, a sort of congregation point for all the Planes. Transportation to another Plane is possible via Stone Portals located in various places, most of which are in major cities.

Each Race has their own corresponding Plane:

Angels, Seraphim, any White Magic Being: Plane of Heaven

Demons, Dragons, Chimeras, or Dark Magic Being: Plane of Hell

Humans, Elves, Fae, Drow, any true organic being: Plane of Earth

Kelpie, Elemental Fae, any Water based creature: Plane of Water

Ghosts, Nephillim, or any Neutral Based Creature: Plane of Soul

The all important:

RULES
Why? Because I thought they'd be important

♪ No GOD MODDING, as with all my Rps.

♪Please no killing off another Character without their permission, you'll have to get a Pm from that person with their agreement to the slaughter and send it to me, honestly, it's just polite to let me know when I'll have to remove someone from the character list.

♪ Keep everything ((Violence, language, relations)) PG13, would hate to get this closed by the Admin.

♪ OBEY THE TOS!! Simple enough.

♪ Please make posts at least three sentences long, this is a Lit/Semi-Lit Rp after all.

♪ When using OOC comments please make sure that you identify them as such, I know that I don't have to tell you all that, but I have to cover my bases.

♪ *'s and ~'s WILL NOT BE ALLOWED...at least in body posts, thank you for observing this.
((I think that's it, if you have any more feel free to PM me...that goes for questions as well))

hi nice RP can I join?

Characters

What's a story without them? If you would like to be a part please Pm me your profile following the outline below:

Name:
Age: (Or thereabout)
Hair:
Eye:
Desc. (or Pic whichever. Please include personality)
Home Plane:
Race:
Weapon:
Other:

I will limit people to Three (3) Characters since that's how many I'm taking on.

Hatch:

Zack (Zayin)
19
Platnium Blonde
Light blue
His hair is long and falls in waves down to his shoulders, he keeps it tied back in a loose ponytail. Wears a loose white shirt that falls open to the middle of his chest, it is tucked into his dark pants that are in turn tucked into his knee high boots. His belt is slung low on his hips, and his pistols don't help to keep it up at all. A self procalimed Ladies' Man, he will cheat you out of whatever you own if you're not careful. He really has a good heart when you get past his devious nature.
Plane of Soul
No one has any clue, but he says he's Nephillim
Two pistols on his side.

Alec (Aleph)
19
Red
Green
Spiky hair is kept in check by a headband of sorts and two straps fall over his ears which are as pointy as his brother's. He wears a vest of leather and two arm warmers that he keeps pushed up by his elbows. He also wears short pants that fall to his kness and short boots, with wrappings over his feet and ankles. In which he carries various daggers. Alec is of a firey temper and doesn't do well in social situations, but he's fiercly loyal to whatever cause he takes up.
Plane of Soul
No one knows but he Also claims to be Nephillim
Large....LARGE Hammer that he can summon at will

Dale (Daleth)
19
Black with Blue streaks
Pale yellow
Wears a black short sleeved shirt with a loose neck and a black skintight shirt under that, is content to wear long, dark, flowing pants, and go around barefoot unlike the other two, is quiet and demure, until his counterparts decide to lay into one another, then he will calmly...and venomously tell them to stop, is the tactician and prefers to avoid meaningless combat when he can. Because of his claim of Nephillim, out of all three he is the only one that sports a pair of vestigal, gray wings that sprout out of his shoulders and fall along his back.
Plane of Soul
No one knows but he claims to be Nephillim
Claws that he slips over his hands.


Quaint Sheep:

Name: Gwenifer
Age: 17
Hair: Blonde
Eye: Reddish Brown
Desc:ihttp://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d1...7/other164.jpg Gwenifer isn't the most innocent person you'll meet. She's kind, but also offers a cold shoulder. Pervy, and quirky, just about anything but normal. She tends to be rather clumsy, and careless, but when she sets her mind to it she can be very delicate. [I might want to edit this part later]
Home Plane: Earth Plane
Race: 4/5 Human 1/5 Neko Demon.
Weapon: Two revolvers, and a short sword.

locochuwawa:

Name:Sartho
Age: appearance 20
Hair:black
Eye: glow red or orange
Desc. dark skin that appears to be scaly Armor is made from a dragons scales that was given freely and keep the natural magic he is tall and lanky his hair appears to fade at the ends as if it was made of smoke
Home Plane:(birthplace) hell (raised)earth
Race:living shadow
Weapon:claws, a sword made of a basilisk's fang and a 357 revolver
Other: Because he and his family were banished to earth from hell and he was raised by a kind family and saved an angel he was granted human emotions though he is mischievous he is not a pure evil being anymore.

ladysephiroth:

Name:Sario Ukuki
Age: looks in her 20 but unkown
Hair: brown ponytail
Eye: brown
Desc. : ( but with this outfit ) her mother was human, she comes from a more advanced section of the Plane of Heaven but suddenly found herself in a strange world... not just any world she somehow found herself in the past where her Families past lay
Home Plane: Plane of Heaven
Race: 1/3 human, 1/3 angel and 1/3 machine
Weapon: gun, sword , staff, basically a shape shifting weapon from Nanoha As, the weapons name is random rainbow
Other: her mom wasn't full human, along the blood line Angel blood got mixed in, that has something to do with her families past.

LunaValentine
Name: Eris
Age: 18
Hair: Black
Eye: Light Green
Desc.
Eris has shoulder length black hair and bangs that hang in her face. Her ears are pointed like those of an elf, though she isn't one. She usually wears a green tunic over black pants and large boots. Around her waist is a belt. She hides her wings around new people, but if she trusts you she'll show them to you. She has a slight shimmer about her, and though it's a little noticeable most people think it's a trick of the eye. http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h1...bug808/133.jpg (outfit in pic not the same as the one she wears)
Eris is a quiet natured girl. She's fasinated by everything and nice to almost anyone, which makes people beleive she's weak and naive. She's not shy, she just doesn't know how to act around others and is easily flustered. When she get's angry, she has a fiery temper and will tell you what is on her mind........ or kick your butt. Although she is skilled in many things, grace is not her good point and she's very clumsy.
Home Plane: Plane of Earth
Race: Half Fae, Half demon
Weapon: A sword and daggers
Other: She has healing abilities

Snowflower:

Name: Celia
Age: 18
Hair: Purple
Eye: Blue
Desc.http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u...Pcharacter.jpg
Celia is a sweet and quiet girl who mostly keeps to herself.
Home Plane: Plane of Water
Race: water faery
Weapon:She manipulates water and sings hypnotic melodies.
Other: Celia is under the curse of a powerful water snake demon. He tricked her into believing that if she collected energy for him, he will revive her younger sister. Celia is told that the people she kills to harvest energy were going to die shortly. So she meanders across the planes collecting energy for this 'god'. The process is slowly killing her and she faints often.(he's only using her to gain power, he was the one who killed her sister)

LovinEvil:

Name: Sariel
Age: 17
Hair: white-blond
Eye: light blue
Desc.: image (will edit later)
Sariel has white blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. He doesn't like fighting, but when he is forced to, he is often too controlled over his actions. He likes studying the actions of others, which makes him vulnerable when he's discussing with himself. He eternally searches for true love, true power, and true leadership.
Home Plane: Soul
Race: Grigori
Weapon: Psychological attacks, needles interchangeable in size and material, and attacks using water.
Other: See Grigory, Sariel for more background information. This Sariel is an incarnate.


(Please be forewarned: I will and do abuse the edit option)

Minor Characters:
Characters that have an impact on the story, but aren't in it very long

Dalmin Fenrunner
Drow Scribe
No one really knows his age.
Red eyes and Dark blue hair
Knows the legend of the Triad and is forever doomed to survive their destructive ways until he can sucessfully pass on the tale and prevent the heralding of the Apocolypse.

http://www.menewsha.com/viewtopic.php?t=21929
OOC topic, for any questions that I can't answer that maybe someone else can, as well as various boredom chats.

((reserved))

Gwenifer stepped out of the stone portal, feeling almost a little queasy from the ride. She grasped her stomach for a moment, and then straightened out as the pain abated. She sighed, and stepped out, her sight a little blurry, she just walked, following a crowd of people. After a few minutes she felt a breeze, and her hair danced around in the wind, her eyesight returning to see the large city before her, she raised her eyebrows, and nodded, almost as if she was acknowledging the fact that she'd finally made it to Earth. With no sense of direction, she just followed a crowd again, walking down a busy sidewalk of assorted races. She didn't notice where she was going at all, she couldn't seem to take her eyes off some of the people. Races she'd never seen, only heard about strode gracefully, or rather, not so gracefully around, looking as if they knew exactly what they were doing. She noted one particularly tall angel, Gwenifer cocked her head, watching how swiftly the woman stepped, how high her chin seemed to rise in the air. She smirked, and mocked the way the woman was walking, only to stop, laugh at herself, and continue to walk in her usual, swift, but almost rugged way.

"Great Zack! that was just perfect." Alec threw up his hands in the air and stomped through the brush.
"You just had to go and rob those people blind!" Zack, who was trailing behind merely snorted.
"Please, it's not as if we're not close enough to the next city anyway! Give it a rest already!" He rolled his eyes and pressed on, grimacing at the thought of his lovely white shirt getting dirty.
"That's not the point!" His brother argued.
"We've been on the road for THREE DAYS! We should be close to anywhere, but do you see any buildings!? Didn't think so!"
The shadow behind the other two, Dale, merely walked along silent, his mouth turning ever the more sour. These three misfits were triplets, but as if anyone would believe that. They were all different in demeanor, dress, and even hair. Zack was fair, his light hair contrasting to his slightly darker skin, while Alec, redheaded and firey of temper, seemed to be moderate, then there was Dale, black hair and pale skin..the other two's constant shadow...which had stopped in the middle of the trail.
"There it is Alec." He said simply.
"You were just too busy to see it." The other two turned back to where he'd fell behind and saw him step through the bushes towards the town. It was one of the Capital Cities, and Zack rubbed his hands together in glee.
"Easy pickings." He said following. Alec threw up his hands as his brothers left him in the middle of a rant.

The city was in a tumult, people were everywhere and Dale had second thoughts about sleeping there that night.
"Are you sure we want to do this?" He asked with a hint of whine in his voice.
"Of course, I'm not sleeping out on rocks again Dale." Alec moved further into the city, Dale close behind...while Zack had found a distraction...He looked over to where a Stone Portal had been set up and saw a girl step from it, he couldn't see her very well from where he was, but he knew she was female and that was good enough for him, smiling like the proverbial cat that ate the canary..he followed her into the crowd.

Gwenifer continued to walk with the crowd, still eying the people around her in interest. She turned and looked back to see a few new people had joined the crowd. She turned back, to find herself running into the back of a large gruff human man, in a black suit. He had a thick beard, dark eyes, and wore a stern look, "watch it scum." Gwenifer looked at him in disgust, but none the less apologized, "sorry!" She moved a bit over, so she wouldn't run into that certain man again. Sighing, now that she felt more comfortable she kept going, a little more confident, until after a moment, her confidence shattered as she tripped over a crack in the walk. She flew down, face forward landing on her elbows, scraping the skin off the end of them. "Dammit."

Zack's face bordered on rage, he wasn't by any means a Saint, but he knew when someone had been wronged. So he politely changed his outlook and smiled courteously to the man in black as he passed him, all the while keeping eye contact, a little wave, a little sleight of hand, and he lifted the purse from right under his nose, tucking it safely into his belt as he knelt beside the girl.
"Need a hand?" He said smiling. He always did consider himself slick, but he just oozed with pride as he'd killed two birds with one stone. Lift the purse, help the girl...God's on his throne and all is right with the world.

Gwenifer blushed as the stranger, who was rather attractive, spoke. She stuttered for a moment, taking in his look, something made her not trust him. "I'm fine," she said coolly, but not quite cold. She pushed herself up, and smirked at him. "But thank you anyways," she smiled, lightly flipped her hair, and turned, moving with the crowd again.

His face fell. As she walked off Zack flailed his hands in frustration and gave chase, coming to walk beside her.
"Are you new here?" He clasped his hands behind his back and matched her stride step for step. He always did hate the chase, but then again...it had been so long since someone had taken that elusive tone with him, he might as well enjoy himself.
"Might I inquire as to your name?"

"Where is that idiot?" Alec stood akimbo outside the Inn and looked this way and that. Dale on the other hand leaned against the door frame, his legs crossed out in front of him, picking idly at his fingernails.
"He's been smitten...well, as he likes to call it 'distracted'. Seen someone when we first entered the city." Alec turned his emerald stare to his brother and shook his head.
"How do you know these things?" Dale without missing a beat, gave him his most serious face and replied.
"Im Psychic."
"Liar."

Gwenifer smiled as he strode up next to her, and imitated her walk. She eyed him out of the corner of her eye, barely moving her head, "I am new here, I've been in many places, I was just on the water plane. I'm Gwenifer, call me what you like. And you are?" She said, now turning her head to the side, to face his.

"Oh really? I've never been there, perhaps you'll have to tell me what's it's like." Zack smiled and turned his head thoughtfully.
"Gwenifer..how nice." He stopped and bowed as was his custom.
"I am Zacharius, but that is only a formal name, please...call me Zack." He righted himself and looked about...only to find exactly what he was looking for...a Tavern.
"Oh look, will you kindly join me for a drink?" He offered his arm, earning a few longful glances from a few idle ladies.

"It's very wet," Gwenifer joked, and raised an eyebrow as he bowed, she smirked, and made a small curtsy, "charmed." She said sarcastically. She looked around again for a moment, noticing his stare had caught a tavern, and he seemed to want to escort her to it, "I suppose so," she took his arm with her left arm, and her right hand flew to her side. "Oh, my purse gone... Oh well, at least most of my money is hidden better than that..." She blushed, holding in a smile.

SCORE!!! He thought to himself, this was turning out to be the most fun he'd had in a while.
"Oh no worries about the purse m'dear.." He held the small packet aloft from before.
"A gift, from our good friend the man in black." He pointed to the Tavern and started off taking long strides.
"Onward!"

"We're never going to find him." Alec muttered as the two trudged the streets looking this way and that.
"Yes we will, you just have to think like Zack does."
"I'd rather not if it's all the same to you." Dale chuckled, but it was short lived, as was all his humor.
"We have to find him before he gets us thrown out of another city...we've had to much publicity as it is." Alec looked over onto a wall and stopped.
"Dale....you might want to take a look at this..." Dale moved back and slapped his hand over his face. There were their faces...mean and grimacing....a bounty of fifty gold peices being offered for their colletive heads.
"Zack isn't going to like this."
"No kidding, do you realize how utterly worthless we are seperate!?" Dale sighed and gripped his brother's ear, dragging him along behind him.

Gwenifer laughed as Zack held out the stern man's wallet. "I guess I must've dropped mine when I tripped." She smiled, "onward it is!" She giggled, and continued to walk with him, smirking at all the women giving her death stares. Oh what they just might give to be where I am now. She smirked and held her head high, pushing herself a bit closer to Zack. The ladies' reaction was quite rewarding to Gwenifer.

[SORRY, I've got to go. I have to get up early tomorrow, as usual...

The tavern was smoky, just like most taverns around this area were, Zack took a table way in the back, taking time to offer Gwenifer a seat before taking his own.
"Innkeep!" He called.
"A jug of ale for this beautiful lady and her escort!" A few rolled eyes and mutters went up around the room..but with a sharp glance in their direction, Zack received what he'd asked for.
"To your health Gwenifer." He said pouring two mugs and raising his high.

Gwenifer blushed as he toasted to her, she smiled, and picked up the other ale, "and to yours!" She smirked and lifted the mug to her mouth, draining a little less than half of it. She pulled it from her lips, and wiped her mouth, a green fiery light in her eye flashed. She raised her eyebrows, and looked down at the remaining liquid in the mug, "that's good stuff." She laughed, smiling at the stares they were still getting.

"Aye." He returned taking his own mug from...his chin. Zack hadn't even touched a drop of it. He poured a little more into her mug smiling.
"Don't want to see the bottom do we?" He asked gaily. He had it all figured out, but what he hadn't expected....was for the dark figure that stormed in at that moment...to stride to their table and grab him roughly by the collar.
"This you?" The hooded man asked. He thrust a wanted poster in Zack's face and he seriously considered the picture.
"Not at all." He said indignatly.
"I have never seen such a rude face in all my life. That person is clearly irate, sadly such feelings are not for cultured men like me." He smiled back at Gwenifer shoving the gloved hands from about his shirt.
"Am I not correct?"

Gwenifer smiled as he poured more into her mug, she raised the cup to her mouth, but then a hooded man walked in, and grabbed Zack, so she set it down, and her hands flew to her revolvers. She did not pull them out, so her fingers slid to the top of the handle, ready to glide down to the trigger if need be. She nodded at his question, but kept a very serious straight face, one she might have been able to win a poker game with, unfortunately gambling never interested her, seeing as she always had bad luck. After a moment she looked at Zack, "do you know this guy?"

He was stil smiling as he twisted the man's arm behind his back.
"Not at all." He had to raise his voice as he twisted it higher causing sounds of pain to echo from the bounty hunter's throat.
"But I do believe he was just leaving." Zack's eyes turned an odd shade of slivery-white as he bent his head close to his captive's ear.
"Wern't you?"

Dale slowed, and then stopped altogether as he and Alec watched a figure come flying out of the front door to the closest tavern.
"There he is." Dale muttered.
"How can you be sure?"
"Since when has Zack ever made his stay in any city a quiet one?"
"Good point."
The two moved inside the tavern where they spotted Zack sitting back at his table, his latest conquest sitting only a small distance across from him.

Gwenifer smirked, not sure how to react, so she let her hands glide back up from her guns. "Looks like you've got it," she said taking another sip of the drink, as the burly hooded man flew out of the tavern. Moments later two men came in, she couldn't help but wonder if they were bounty hunters again, "Whattabout those guys?" She said nodding her head in the two mens direction, they were after all looking right at Zack and her.