cryxus

Best PWR: MRD Best Backstory: ------- Best Personal Papers: ------ Most Valued protector: .Khalazdad. the man is always willing to help Rookie of the year (Between 20 and 60 days): Soltis...i like the lad, what can i say? Outstanding MD Service award: Calyx of Isis Most addicted award (Based on the ‘You know you’ve been playing MD too much when…) :gotta go Yami Villain of the year: i would have to say none have been villainy enough for me to nominate, sorry Most annoying Player: sotesf, even though he CAN be funny sometimes Roleplay award: hmm, i dunno, i'll go with Dragoonus, or Granos also, Soltis i am ~REALLY~ honored you nominated me, but i am currently at 74 days, so i am no longer eligible for rookie of the year...but thank you very much anyhow, mate...means volumes.

I was a MR and I was there when it was about to get disbanded, MRD was very serious about it then. When I left is when I came and started this. Besides MRD had plans on 'hiding' the alliance away until last night, then he mentioned he may try and rebuild it after he got protector status, but I don't think he will lead it anymore...but again, this is just what I heard, and I am acting on my own knowledge, not others. I apologise that I am not omnipresent. also, I would like to note ~I~ didnt bring that point up, and was quite content not talking about it at all in this post.

most of the MRs were disbanded, and MRD was gonna leave, but since he got protector status he may rebuild the MRs, but I am unsure...I have talked to MRD since last night.

I have already outlined my reasons for choosing GG, it is the only place i have seen with open ports, ideal for exploration. but i do appreciate the honesty on your views being biased. Also, thank you very much Joseph.

Neg6, personally, I think you are focusing TOO much on us being a pirate guild...we will still operate like a normal guild, so what if we are pirates? that is just backstory...something I feel a lot of the guilds seem to lack. Besides, I feel a lot more can be done with alliances than what currently is...it seems like there is a lull, and I, personally, would like to see more guilds being more active. Anyhow GG is the perfect spot for us to set up...it is by the ocean and we are a pirate guild, so what if GG wasnt inhabited by pirates in the past? There were none in the history of MD as far as I've seen, yet. Besides, if we are to explore, and do our sailing bussiness, we need a dock, correct? well GG is the only place i know that has a dock to open waters... Honestly i don't think you're looking at our uses -6 I think you are opposing it because we are a [i]'pirate'[/i] alliance, and discarding us without looking into it further...but thats just my feelings I gathered from what you wrote. If there was no history of pirates in GG, i intend to make some...now is as good a time as any, mate...no sense in waiting for history to happen, it is time to make it. and DST i have already posted my reasons for wanting it in GG...they have a port, and access to open waters, Necro provides no benefits for the guild i envision.

haha, deal...unless of course there are strings attached, which would probably be the case...anyhow let us not talk of things yet to come...don't wanna jinx ourselves *smirks*

i would be honored...but things tend to work out as they should...if i end up with the key, then so be it...if you do, you had better let me into GG...

Soltis, I am most honored, and thanks for the kind words about the MRs...they will be sorely missed.

DST, why are you worried mate? besides I think this has more potential than a lot of guilds that are here...I genuinely think this guild would be a good thing. I am not gonna drag other guilds down, but i think a few are just silly.

If you ever actually read my papers in the past, I had openly wanted an alliance for a long time. Just sayin'. I know quite a few people who can verify this.

[color="#FF8C00"]Alliance name:[/color] [color="#000000"]Crimson Alliance[/color] [color="#FF8C00"]Occupying:[/color] [color="#000000"]Golemus Our ship is the Crimson Blade, which is stationed at Storm Port, i have already done the work to make her.[/color] [color="#FF8C00"]Leader:[/color] [color="#000000"]myself, Cryxus[/color] [color="#FF8C00"]Crew:[/color] [color="#000000"].Bootes. Keith Moon Silver Renard Ailith Virtuous Pride many unofficial who currently are parts of other guilds[/color] [color="#FF8C00"]mission statement:[/color] [color="#000000"]The Crimson Alliance will be a guild based out of Golemus, seeing as how that is the only landmass that is surrounded by water. Our job is to help whoever we see fit, for whatever price seems good...we are neither good, bad, or nuetral.[/color] [color="#FF8C00"]what we offer:[/color] [color="#000000"]Also our intention is to sail the high seas, and explore uncharted lands...and broker information, or keep it hidden at our discrestion...for information is the true commodity of MD...[/color] [color="#000000"]we are currently looking for more to join and support this alliance, feel free to post your thoughts, and ideas on us...[/color]

name: Pirate possible titles: Deckhand, Swabby, Buckaneer, Swashbuckler, Privateer, Mercenary, Corsair Descriptions example: A pirate whose main goal it plundering and raiding...plundering doesnt seem to work here...so they are hellbent on raiding...beware the pirates. Creature reinforcements + ritual combinations rituals of strategic creatures: 3 max ele, 3 water daemon Role ideeas: pirate...speaks for itself just a suggestion, probably biased at that, too and here is one a friend did that he doesnt want to post, because he "doesnt want to steal glory from my would be alliance" haha...silly boy "Title" series: Name: Crimson captain, crimson crewman Possible titles: Deckhand, Crewman, Maiden, Pirate lord, Pirate, ...the peg-legged, ...of one eye etc. (I'm sure Cryxy could come up with others.) Descriptions example: They're pirates. They sail around and uh... do pirate like stuff. On land they drink and... such. (Mind blanked out there) Creature reinforcements + ritual combinations: Anything with swords or guns. I'm not familiar with all the creatures, but archer types could work as well. Anything ragged, ruff, buff looking, and either a good swarm of them (6) or one or two well trained ones fits the idea. Role ideas: Combined tag (Crimson crewman, Crimson captain) Playername change (... of the crimson blade?) Avatar (Combined avatars maybe, gender based?)

it is supposed to be in a storyteller form...i am avoiding overly long descriptions, because they are unimportant and only lose interest as you tell them...mind you i am posting this into the chat one line at a time... ...and the cliffhang is there because i am making more parts to it, which i intend to tell at later times

Cryxus, the legendary mp4, and captain of the Crimson Blade, ID 91129, at your service *bows* Edit: Who the Hell are you? next time you post for something like this dont big yourself up. unless you are legendry of course

I am unsure about where i should post this, so I decided to post this here...apologies on the way it's formatted too, I wrote it this way to make it easier for me to tell. If I get enough comments about the formatting, I will switch it to a traditional paragraph style. Also, I wrote this myself, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy telling it. .................................................................................................... A long time ago in Golemus, back when it was bustling with tinkerers and inventors, before there was the fort that sits atop the mountain, there was a city. Inside this city existed a museum which housed some of Golemus' greatest inventions. There he sat, Marvin, the closest to a sentient machine that had been created. There he was on display, only collecting dust, for his motors had long been disconnected, and he moved no longer. It had been many years since he had been placed there, and many people now came to the museum to look at him, especially the greatest inventors of the land, for they were envious they could not create such a machine. One such visitor was an aspiring inventor named Tinnius Beridek. He marveled in Marvin's shiny splendor, and Marvin sparked Tinnius' imagination. As the ages bore down upon Tinnius he spent much of his time studying the anatomy of humans, and made many theories on how he could created artificial life. He wrote many tomes on the subject that never reached another's eyes, it became an obsession, so much so that he had accomplished little in his life other than his theories. One day Tinnius came to the realization that if he didn't act quickly he would lose his only opportunity to make his dreams come to fruition. Tinnius had been very wealthy in his own time, and the years of lonely silence had taken their tolls on his sanity. Tinnius hit the streets and, none too quickly, found the thieves guild. He offered to pay an elaborate amount of money for them to retrieve the shell of Marvin. They pondered over this endeavor, but not for very long before they decided they would indeed perform this task for the demented coot. They struck quickly that night, not allowing enough time for the word to hit the street and quickly infiltrated the museum and dispatched of the guards in a rather bloody fashion. They ransacked the place taking many valuables, forever scarring Golemus' history, but they made sure to get what they came for. The lame shell of a failed experiment known as Marvin. The deal went down in a proper fashion, Tinnius paid his dues up front, and the guild was more than pleased with the fortunes they reaped. Over the next few months Tinnius slowly dismantled Marvin to see if he could find his secret inner workings. “Brilliant!” Tinnius thought to himself often “I can easily expound upon this with what I have discovered over the years, but this time I want it to mimic life.” Once Marvin was dismantled and laid out upon his table, ready to be worked upon, and his notes complete Tinnius did another despicable act and kidnapped a poor lad. He brought the boy back to his lab. He also dismantled the boy, and using what he knew of anatomy, as well as others experiments, he kept the parts of the boy alive. He began co-mingling the parts into one body, which he still called Marvin, giving it a mechanical brain, a new four stroke heart, mimicking a human's, and reworked it's nervous system, allowing it to respond with unprecedented speed. This process took months, but by the time it was done Tinnius stood back in amazement, there on his table laid the greatest invention...life. He flipped a switch and and electricity sparked jealously within Marvin's new mind. His heart began to beat, da-da...da-da, and he took his first gasp for air. He sucked in, involuntarily, and the cold air pained his lungs. He screamed, unaware of how he did any of this, and the first feeling he felt was the feeling of being overwhelmed...the pain of life was all about him, he had never felt this before...he opened his eyes, and saw colors for the first time, and he was repulsed by it all. Pain, swirling agony, instant comprehension from nothing. Tinnius had programmed Marvin with basic knowledge for him to work off of, he had purposely left out certain information he deemed unnecessary to essential survival. “...What...how...?” Marvin asked, his body twitched, and shook, as he tried to comprehend how to move, trying to figure the mechanics of his own body. He felt nauseated, and probably would have thrown up if he had the ability to at the time. He looked back at Tinnius who's face was lit with an unprecedented amount of joy. “Tinnius” Marvin said, having had this programmed into his brain for Tinnius' own selfish reasons. “Indeed son” He replied “welcome to life” .................................................................................................... The preceding story of Marvin the Mechanical man Marvin had a hard time adjusting, although Tinnius tried to give him what he could...a house, nourishment, and a place to sleep, but Tinnius had been a miserly old man, and knew little of love. It was not long before death was at Tinnius' door...Marvin had been created hastily because Tinnius had the foresight to know his time was at hand. Marvin spent much of his time trying to understand his surroundings, and was often left alone. Tinnius passed a quiet death, in his sleep, certainly not the death he deserved, but the world's cruel, and many things are not as they should be. Marvin was left alone to cope with feelings he didn't understand...he was frightened constantly...and fear does horrible things to an impressionable mind. Marvin began to become a spiteful being...but as long as there were tomes, and nourishment, he remained in Tinnius' abode. It was several month before anyone even suspected Tinnius' death, for he always been a hermit, and they occasionally saw Marvin stirring about the place, and they mistook him for Tinnius. Marvin longed for company, but didn't even know of the outside world aside from what he read in tomes which often painted the world in a despicable light, but Marvin was soon forced out into it, in search of food. He donned Tinnius' jacket and stepped out into the world. As he passed people in the street he scowled at his own lack of knowledge, and cursed himself for the abomination he was. He did not fully understand what he was, or what his purpose in this life was, he was very young still, but wondered why he had never experienced a infancy, or a child stage in his life. He watched the world as he walked, trying to take in what he saw. He would see children running and playing, and this only made him jealous. He did not know this though. He wished to end their fun and playing, because the jealousy only grasped him harder...but he was hungry and knew that doing so would be useless. He smelt something sweet on the air, and he knew there was food nearby. He followed his nose to an old lady's house, and barged in. The woman was very scared at Marvin's unexpected arrival. “I am here for food!” Marvin explained, lacking social graces. The woman gasped, then asked “why would you do this to a poor old woman?!” Marvin didn't realize that the question was rhetorical...or even what rhetorical meant, so he answered after several seconds of thought. “I am hungry...usually my father feeds me, but he died a while ago...and I smelt food here.” The old woman believed Marvin because she could sense the desperation and sincerity in his voice. “Would you be willing to share this dinner with me, son?” she asked. “It has been a while since I have had company, and it sounds like you have had hard times yourself” Marvin tried to process what she asked...”son?” he thought “Tinnius never told me I had a mother, maybe I should have dinner here.” “That sounds reasonable I suppose...mother” he replied. “Oh dear, no” replied the woman “I am not your mother...I can't be...I didn't mean that when I called you son, that is merely and expression...but will you share dinner with me anyhow?” “what an odd thing to call me” Marvin thought...but he had already gotten accustomed to the thought of sharing dinner, something about sharing dinner appealed to him. “Yes, that is fine” he said, still standing at the door. “ok, please have a seat” the old lady pulled out a seat, feeling more comfortable once Marvin sat, and relaxed a bit. The woman prepared dinner, which was done shortly, occasionally eying Marvin to make sure he didn't tried to steal what little she had. “So, can you tell me about yourself...son?” The woman asked Marvin was a little relieved to hear someone call him this, and sighed contently before explaining “My name is Marvin, my father was Tinnius, and my only goal is to live, and learn. I have only been around for a few months I can remember, and my father died a few months ago, and I don't know much about...” he thought for a second. “...this world.” The woman was a bit confused because she had known Tinnius when they were both younger, and she had never heard of Tinnius having a child, but she decided it was not outside the realm of possibility. “Well, that is very sad to hear...Marvin was it?” Marvin nodded. “And what do you mean by you have only been around for a few months? You look like a healthy young lad to me” she asked “I mean I don't remember more than 7 months ago...i think how long I've been around...I'm pretty sure” Marvin tried to explain. The woman was very confused. “well you must have lost your memory son, I guess that explains why you called me mother...anyhow, do you have a place to stay? It would be a shame for you to live a lonely existence” Marvin shrugged, not knowing what to say to this, for he enjoyed someone being concerned for him, it was a new exciting feeling...a good one, as opposed to the rest he had experienced in his short life. “Well you can stay with me, and...” The woman looked hopeful for a second. “...you can call me 'mother' if you want” she smiled warmly at Marvin “but if you dont want to, the name is Minerva, but most around here call me 'Minny'” Marvin smiled, unable to contain it “I think that sounds good...'mother'”

i will show you some concepts i have worked out personally, i just need to scan them first, would you like them directly?

I was just noting that it seemed like quite a few RPCs are kinda lack-luster about the quests to get inner spell docs, almost as if they are annoyed by being given the resposibility, and i was just thinking there has got to be a better way. Anyhow, i was thinking perhaps someone could come up with some better suggestion swaying from the current system...

hey, sorry im late on posting this, me and Blackthorn have been talking, and perhaps it could be a nice little fortified pirate city, like tortuga...although it would be nice to have some jungle area, and perhaps a fenth somewhere, and of course a beach and a port...of course this may be asking for too much, in which case, by all means, edit it out excessiveness. Many thanks! ~Cryxus~

I know i'm not posting anything of any real significance, but that dojo scene looks amazing Glor, cheers!

I'll bring the booze, haha, and i cant tell you what my costume is, but you'll probably get a kick, haha

[color="#000000"]First, I would like to announce I am not doing a full life story, only the important parts, enjoy, I will edit as necessary over time. [b][size=4][color="#FF8C00"]A Prologue:[/color][/size][/b] A few years before Cryxus was flung into this world, he was renowned for his research into the human anatomy, and ideas on splicing animal influences into a human vessel. Because of this he was chosen by a largely unknown sector of the government to aid others, like him, in the development of an advanced soldier, one capable of animalistic feats, while retaining their human qualities. He would often find homeless, and vagrants to bring in to conduct his research on, more often than not they would be malformed, and would have to be disposed of. He did not like the thought of this, but he was being paid handsomely for his work for the first time in his life. It continued like this for quite a while until his coleagues brought a small girl of the age of 10 to conduct his research on. His stomach turned, and he ultimately decided he could not do this, depite the reprocusions. It was late in the night when he snuck out and unlocked the girl from her cell, and let her out. He promised he would be back to find her, and went back inside to retreive his belongings as well as his money. He quickly found out that they were aware of what he had done, he was detained in the hall, and was shown to a cell of his own...he had taken the place of the little girl. He waited there throughout the night, fearing the worst, which undoubtedly came in the morning, he was shown to the lab table, and the proceded to expiriment on him, they used a wolf and spliced it's genes with his. when he awoke from the expirement he was in "the box", as many experience when they enter this world...he is unsure whether he is dead, or in a coma, but he will not let that bother him. Why not play with what you are given? [b][size=4][color="#FF8C00"]A Very Hairy Begining:[/color][/size][/b] At first he appeared normal. As days passed he changed, he appeared in his werewolf form constantly, and had no way to change back, but he made friends easily enough, but he was rather distraught with his appearance. He delved into the arcane arts to remedy this, with the help of Master Saeiane he mastered his appearance, and was able to switch at will. As he found out he had arcane powers, he experimented, as he did, he realized he was connected to the trees, and plants and they would form to his will, he even found himself a forest spirit that he grew attached to, and it to him, her name was Crimson. He had missed his old life...he missed the beach, he missed the sea, it was the only thing that ever seemed to ease his mind, ever since he could remember he spend many troubled hours watching the ocean, and he seemed small beside it, and this eased his mind. He longed for it, and since he was in unfamiliar territory he decided this was a chance to make his dreams to come true. Many hours while he sat looking over the ocean, he thought about how life would be like to be the captain of a ship. He had studied many veterans of the sea, and admired the adoration they received, he knew he could become a great leader. He looked at his map and realized there was a vast body of water that surrounded. He talked to some of his best friends, Granos, Kandice and Innocence, and he decided he would make his own way yet...he donned his captains jacket and never looked back. He has since gathered quite the loyal crew, and he is proud of them. He finally gained access to GG and has started his next chapter... [b][size=4][color="#FF8C00"]The Sozzled Salamander:[/color][/size][/b] It happened all very suddenly, the bar he frequented, The Wind and Rain tavern announced they would be leaving their location at Wind's Sanctuary immediately. He was compeled to follow, but he though to himself "without them here, who will tend to the people?". He told them he would be staying, despite wanting to follow. They left and made their own way, I hear they are still in bussiness at the Defensive HQ in Loreroot. He summoned all his will to form the bar and furniture, and it left him exhausted, but only temporarily. He soon began hiring people to tend to the bars and such, and since then has never regreted his rather rash choice. With the help of Granos, Innocence, Pamplemousse, Xcercses, and many others, he has brought life back to Wind's Sanctuary, and is always willing to help when he is needed. [b][size=4][color="#FF8C00"]A Ship in progress:[/color][/size][/b] One day MRD was showing him the way around GG when he spotted it...just the place to build a magnificent ship to sail the seas and beyond, His forest companion agreed to be the spirit of his vessel, and he began building the ship from her essence, he spend as much time as he can here with his friend Crimson, almost abandoning his room at the Sozzled Salamander. The ship itself has been completed, now it only needs sails and rope, which i am currently working on...well until something unforeseeable happened. [b][size=4][color="#FF8C00"]My Loyalty to Golemus:[/color][/size][/b] It was with MRD that i was able to reach golemus, my home land, and i was estatic. Well, that is until i was assassinated by him at my pub. He brought me before the GG gods who explained to me several things including that they took my ship until I can prove my loyalty to Golemus...this shouldnt be hard, except they havent given me my tasks yet, and without some connection to my ship every few days, i begin to get ill. I hope they hurry...also once i gain favor in GG i plan on making my alliance, stationed in my homeland. [/color]

I am unsure how the logistics will work out, but i may require your assistance in the future...I am the captain of the Crimson Blade, and i hope someday to find an offshore island, or continent that we may expand to...Should i ever find such lands, your assistance could be most benificial, and appreciate. I was merely wondering if i would have your assitance in such a case?