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Character's Name:Luke

Nicknames: none

Age: 25

Gender:male

Species: half angel half human 

Abilities: 
Precognition: can have visions of the future but not all predictions are correct or make sense to him
Superhuman Strength: can lift heavy objects but not mountains and can be crushed by heavy objects if they out weigh him
Superhuman Speed: can outrun most people but will tire out if he overdoes it
Superhuman Agility: can doge most things that came at him as long as its in his view but if he can't or is attacked by the side he will be open to attack
Superhuman Endurance: can withstand most hits unless by a stronger being that can shatter his body in some way or form
Healing Factor: can recover from most injures unless he loses an arm or leg which will.be lost for good
Flight: can fly unless he loses his wings
Storm Caller

[He can summon storms of varying degrees as well as singular attributes of storms at his will. These storms don't form high in the sky, however. They originate from him. Literal storms roll off of him and rise into the air, either naturally or as a violent whirlwind pouring off of him. He can keep the storm to the ground, but its natural inclination is to rise. His storms do not instantly spread and just take over the skies, but rather grow the more he releases. He can't overtake miles and miles with storms, so they only take up the local area. The more area he takes up, the more effort it takes, logically. He also can't just make them dissipate at a whim. Once he's released storm, when he stops feeding it, it will dissipate on it's own, but with time as it follows its natural course. He may attempt to influence a strong storm to lessen it, but it can be incredibly difficult to redirect or change violent storms once they've taken on a nature of their own.

The aspects of storms that he can control are as varried as storms can be. Rain, hail, wind, thunder, lightning, fog, you name it. This, of course, has it's range of control and he can't just whip up these things for miles and miles either. He can, however, generate quite strong weather aspects. For example, he can create and control electricity like lightningbolts, but can't spot a person half a mile away and strike him down with a lightning bolt from the sky. He could, however, strike someone closer with a bolt from his hands or influence the storm to begin generating lightning on its own. The storm lightning wouldn't have precise aim though and would just do whatever would be natural to that storm.]
Appearance: in image

Personality: kind,social,adventurous.brave,goof,neutral

History: wip

Thread status: open
Players involved: Acethewolf20
Characters involved: Tartarus
Setting: xira open desert
Time: current, afternoon
Weather: clear sunny hot day




It was a warm day as usual in the desert even as the two headed dragon took in every ray of sun light warming his scales while he shook the sand off his body the same way a dog would shake water off its fur when wet still he had to move soon as water and food was rare in this part of desert and where water was so too would food be and he would take as many animals as he could back to his dwelling before the sun went down and it got cooler something he loathed to go through even though he was normally able to make himself a fire to stave off the deserts bitter night cold from affecting him to badly when he slept. Moving the dragon made his way to the near by watering hole and waited laying down so as to disguise himself from the animals that were soon to arrive hopefully they would believe him to be a hill of sand before they arrived even as his second head kept and eye out for anyone who might try and sneak up on him.

Name:

Miu

Age:

124

Gender:

Female

Height:

Dragon Form:

6'0" From head to front toe

Human Form:

4'6"

Weight:

Dragon Form:

198 lbs

Human Form:

90 lbs

Species:

Western Dragon


Abilities:

Enhanced Senses: Though, many of her kind would have senses that are much for enhanced that others, due to
being blind her other senses are heighten more; to make up for the inability to see.

Fire Breath: Unlike fire of other dragon, her own comes in a shade of blue; burning hotter than fires of
oranges, reds, and yellows. Miu doesn't use this to harm others, but more of a way to defend herself as
needed. It is common for her to accidentally use if startled.

Personality:

Shy: Easy to avoid and be silent around others, even if they are those she might know. Then again, there aren't many in her life she could call friends in the first place. Even when spoken to her voice is soft, almost a whisper.

Anxious: Even with senses heightened, she get extremely anxious and scared in areas where there is no sound or smell; as well as places with an overwhelming aura of senses that overstimulate her.

Gentle: Miu is one to never hurt nor harm a creature, even if their own intention is to do so to her. Her own options is either to run or hide away from others.

Quiet: Never to speak out of turn, or really speak at all in most cases.

History:

Miu was basically born as the smallest egg in her nest, though funny enough she was the only one to survive into birth. Yet, it wasn't her parents she was born into, instead her head was stolen from it's nest and sold to the highest bidder. When she hatched her looks were quite interesting, light eyes, body, with subtle pink marking along her white scales; and not to mention feathered as well. Unfortunately for her she was born into slavery, the man who bought the egg kept he

The girl wasn't born blind, but instead her sight slowly deteriorated as she grew older; her simple tasks of helping with cleaning of their master's home became slightly harder. It was the other slaves of the mansion that helped her along with the daily chores, un-wanting
to see the girl be punished for something she could not control.


It happened anyway, it seemed, once it was revealed she wasn't doing these things on her own. She was left with scars across the top of her back. After this event, it was devised among some of the other slaves to help her escape, which was quite successful an event; but it was only one who actually escorted her out. Now the girl is on the run, making sure to keep to herself as she'd rather not end up where she was before.

Thread Status: Closed
Players involved: KokoPuffs, Andromeda
Characters involved: Dei (andromeda) Yukiji (kokopuffs) *more to come later*


The sun had set already in the sky of the city, sipping below the horizon until it was nothing more; though slowly the moon rose and took its place instead. Sure, night care much faster now, the colder months having set upon this part of the world. Yet, it was always their favorite time of year. Something about the cold made her feel at peace, relaxed, and content with herself. And why not? She was young, beautiful, and ran a successful business; she almost felt on top of the world. Each night she was there, overseeing what was going on within; making sure her workers were always taken care of first. 

It was a strip club she owned, a place for men and women alike so drink, and watch beautiful women perform in stage. Some might call it a trashy, filthy place of sin, but her Yukiji it was more than home for her. To her this place represented herself, and that showed well in how the place was set.  Elegant and classy, unlike those that many found kind of trashy; where men seemed to man handle the women with no regards. Not here, there were more than enough rules against such things, plenty of clients found themselves thrown out for their misconduct. 

Ok this night, it seemed, one client decided to try such a thing on one of her girls; a sweet woman, pale blonde hair and deep golden browns eyes. A women any man might have sought after, but it happened outside. It was like he was watching her the whole time, waiting for the time where she was clocked out; as he found her outside as she left. 

Screaming could be heard, and Yukiji even from the inside could hear it through the air. In an instant, almost like no time at all, she ran as quickly as she could outside. A vile man was trying to take advantage of the women as she struggled against him. Yukiji was pissed at this, how disgusting a site to behold. It didn’t take any time for her to march over; her body pushing itself between the worker and the man. 

“Back off asshole,” she yelled out, hands places squarely upon his chest as she pushed him back, “how DARE you try to manhandle one of my workers, you’re as vile as the rats that crawl through the sewer! Either you leave or I will be calling the cops!” 

The smaller woman stood tall, chest puffed out and pose sturdy against the earth below her feet. There was a sluring of words from him, he was more than drunk. Not only could she smell it upon his breath but he swayed slightly from side to side; trying his best to keep his balance. It didn’t stop him, it only made this nasty individual much harder to sway away from this. He even tired to reach for her girl again, which Yukiji blocked him from doing so, once more pushing him away.

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Character's Name:Jeremaiah

Nicknames: (If Any)

Age: unknown

Gender: male

Species:dragon(ignore the wolf)

Abilities:  the flame which inflicts mass hysteria and mania, causing those who come in contact with it to attempt homicide, genocide-- to run and scream in terror, to witness horrible visions and hallucinations; to hear voices and be consumed by such insanity that they become a shell of who they used to be. this inferno blazes an intense pink hue.

Appearance:in image

Personality: happy, solitary




History: wip

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Character's Name:Tartarus



Nicknames: (If Any)



Age: unknown



Gender:male



Species:dragon(ignore the wolf)



Abilities: his breath melts all in its path like the molten core of the earth eats away at the souls of the damned, and is often referred to as soul-fire. his dragon form is often related to cerberus-like dragon with 2, terrifying heads



Appearance:in image



Personality tartarus is a hot head, and is meant to embody wrath and anger-- he experiences deep amounts of hatred for those who attempt to mess with his brothers, and loves to consume the souls of his enemies to make them pay for what they've done, and to make them suffer. 



History: wip

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Character's Name: Valcrowe



Nicknames: (If Any)



Age: unknown



Gender: male



Species:dragon(ignore the wolf form)



Abilities:his elemental fire has developed to be speed based, sleek and swift like air-- but deadly. the contents of his breath are tiny, microscopic shards of draconic glass, a form of fossilized eclipse dragon scales, whatever his flame comes into contact with it will skin, shred, fillet, and rip into a million visceral pieces. his powers and breath are often referred to as bleeding-fire. 



Appearance: in image



Personality:valcrowe has a very arrogant personality, driven to prove that he's the best looking-- and knows that he's the best charmer. he parties a lot, and likes to fuck around-- but he's incredibly protective of his brothers and will slaughter anyone who attempts to harm them. 



History: wip

Rp: example: It was a moon light night as Tori stood under a tree casting small spells that made the plant life around her grow with a smile as she plucked a flower with a smile before placing in her hair even as she leaned her back against the tree sitting down on the grass with a sigh of content enjoying this moment and the privacy it offered her for now not knowing a nearby werewolf pack was in the same forest. Still this was her alone time and she was going to relax before her eyes moved to water in front of her and moving a hand outward moved it back and forth the water glowing with a bright light purple falling from her fingertips like a mist that came after a rainy day.

Name:

Kavrier

Age:

6,862

Gender:

Male

Height:

Dragon Form: 15'4" from front feet to top of head

Human Form: 6'3"

Weight:

Dragon Form: 3 Tons

Human Form: 216 lbs

Species:

Dragon/Western

Abilities:

Corrosive/Toxic Breath: Able to breath out plumes of deep purple smoke like substance. It not only is able to practically corrode and eat away at most substances, but if inhaled cause eat away at the lungs.

Armored scales: Tough, almost steel like in density, able to easily withstand hard blows with relative ease; without any visible damage to them.

Hand-To-Hand: Able to defend himself without the need of weapons or magic if needed, honing on on fists and claws; teeth if the need be.

Toxic Claws: Able to secrete, if wanted, into his claws; not only making them sharp but venomous to his victims.

Personality:

Respectable: Though some may not quite come into needing to be respected, he believes all derseve some form of it.

Elegant: A man to not speak out of turn, holds himself high with pride and makes sure to keep himself from becoming enraged with others.

Clam minded: In his place of work, he is in need of keeping a clear mind at all times.

Friendly: To those who gets close to him, he holds their friendship high above all else; no matter whom the friendship may be with.

Blunt: It matters not whom he speaks to, if you believes what you've said is trash... well, he will surely allow you to know.

Other:

- Can give an almost purr like sound when relaxed

- Scales along the underside of neck will glow just

as he's about to use his breath ability

- Walks with a limp, which is why he has the cane, from an old battle wound that didn't heal as intended; large scar on the inside of his left thigh.

- Lost his wife to dragon hunters many years ago, making his afraid of making such a connection again.

- Works as a Royal advisor

Another raffle! Oh my!

Prizes 
A ticket to make a Tarsian
50 dollars
An item from the store
A piece of art up to a 80 dollar value (can increase slightly) from an artist of your choosing
Posting table + art for that table (art will be by han for this piece)
Custom chibi example here by han.

Note: art must be for a character in antarsia. 

Now how to get tickets.

1) Post three times in roleplay for 1 ticket this is for 1x1 threads. For any thread with more than one rper its for every 2 posts.
2) Make a character + two posts with that character for 2 tickets 
3) You can also do threads in the writing center! Alternate universes and all that but for those threads it's a bit pricer at 5 posts for 1 ticket. This is to encourage canon roleplay.
4) Staff games! There will be a monthly game with the potential chance to earn up to 10 tickets max!

How to redeem? Post a post on  this thread with a tracker of your tickets and the post links for each ticket. I will tally them all up at the end. Use this thread for an example for how to format your post!

How do the prizes work?

Well this is a quarterly raffle so it's a bit different. Since there are so many prizes you bid on which prize you want for an chance to win. You can win up to two prizes so bid responsibly. I will randomly offer new prizes to use some tickets for during this raffle to bring numbers down! These prizes will not count to the final two prize limit!

Prizes can increase over time so bidding for final prizes will not happen til this is over!

End date: At the end of March!