Factum Paradise

Translates to 'action paradise'.

It was meant to read as Operation: Paradise, but I liked how Latin made it sound. Anyway on to what this is.

Every thousand years in almost every sector of the multiple galaxies that fill the areas there has always been a need to find a so called 'Paradise' said to be locked away in a mysterious door that only chosen few can see...

This planet that we now live on has its 3000th year approaching and the need to seek Paradise is once again coming to an opening. But no ordinary human can just go out and say that they will seek Paradise on their own, that would be a foolish feat to do at any cost. They would be missing three important items to help them find Paradise.
Then what about what happens when that said human or other species finds the door to Paradise? Could they be able to open it?

As far as many scholars can remember from ancient text three individuals from that time period are chosen as the 'Res de Paradise' or Items of Paradise.
They are as followed:

The Navigator aka the NAVIGO: That person is said to locate Paradise as they have an established mental connection to the fabled paradise of man and demons alike.

The Key aka CHAVE: This individual is said to be able to open the doors of Paradise with a simple way with words, for the doors recognize the voice of it's opener.

The Shaper aka the FORMA: The most important of the three the one who gives the said Paradise shape. They can tune the world in which ever way that they desire, whether it bring salvation or destruction. Anything the individual thinks for that Paradise will be made a reality....

It is now 3050 and the planet is in need of Paradise once more.
It can feel the corruption pulsing through the very beings of those that inhabit its grounds.
Only two 'items' have been recorded of being placed in a state of suspended animation.
The CHAVE and the NAVIGO have survived the final outcome of their last adventure together, but the FORMA was unsuccessful, giving up their life for the other two items that individual considered as 'friends'.
A middle aged professor by the name of Duarte has been given the task of insuring the well being of the two 'Items of Paradise'.

Their day for awakening grows near but what of the Shaper?
The soul of the fallen item reincarnates itself 17 years before the search for Paradise begins.

What of those who oppose these three?

A group by the name of Nefas is seeking the aid of werewolves, demons, vampires, and of that sort, is planning to destroy the items and those who are aiding.
Nefas believes that tuning the planet is destroying the earth because of the destruction the search for Paradise brings.

Surely the items must have allies?
They do, but would rather not speak out against Nefas for fear of being over powered, but there are some who are willing to risk it, going against their species.

Will you be one of the chosen ones?
Will you be one of many who offers aid?
Or will you be the one that threatens Paradise?

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Character Submission- up to three each
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race: (human, demon, werewolf, vampire, etc. be creative)
Image (if not you can describe):
Personality:
Bio:
Powers (if any):
Weapons (if any):
Weakness:
Cause of the movement: aid? threaten? Chosen?

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I'll be playing the role of the Key aka the CHAVE and another.

Name: Case F.
Age: 18 in appearance
Gender: Female
Race: Human (vessel for a demonic entity)
Description: Despite her age in appearance she is roughly older than one thousand years in age. She carries a pair of dark tinted sunglasses. Her hair is thick and dark and is cut into multiple layers. Her eye color looks like a faded grey but when in a fight they change to a crimson tinge. Her skin is slightly brown because of her background.
She's an average looking person wearing comfortable clothing like jeans and dark shirts with tennis shoes.
Personality: She is extremely shy with those who she does not know, and won't speak until she is addressed to do so. Calm and collected at times. She's known for being sweet to those around her.
Bio: At a young age she was picked from several children to host a demonic entity that a disbanded government lost more than over a thousand years ago. Since then her family sent her to get physical, as well as psychological treatment, fearing the pressure of the demonic entity would overpower her.
At the age of 12 she developed hidden amounts of strength, and a young man took interest in her, and with the permission of her family he trained her to harness that demonic spirit. At the age of 18 it was discovered that she was able to hold that entity because she was the reincarnated persona of the last CHAVE.
Powers: Basic healing abilities, but they are still very time consuming.
Blitz: Utilizing speed she moves with her weapon in rapid succession hitting her target roughly around seven times, at some points it creates a small shockwave around surrounding enemies.
Buia: Tapping into her demonic entity’s power source she can use shadows to her advantage, but time is a big factor, the bigger the bang the longer the wait.
Tractus of vices: Using the darkness to her advantage she can create for a short amount of time pressure to the surrounding bodies of her choice, giving them the sense of being frozen in time.
Other than that she has similar attacks to demons when in her entity’s control.
Weapon: A souba by the name of ‘Pennae’ at times it can harness the power of darkness.
Weakness: Her eyesight became fragile when she turned twelve after entering for treatment, since then sunglasses and blindfolds have been her protectors from the light. Her wounds take time to heal since her body is inhabited by a demon spirit.
Cause: Chosen

Name: Nero
Age: 20 in appearance
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Image: Human form Demon form
Personality: A strange happy go lucky guy at points. He’s not afraid to speak his mind and will defend his view should the occasion rise.
Bio: He came from the first opening of Paradise some thousand years ago and roamed earth gaining knowledge of the humans and other creatures. At one point in his life he trained a young girl who he came to know as ‘Sister’. She was his pupil and then one day she vanished, with it bringing the second opening of Paradise. He had been placed as a guardian to her by her parents, and has tried to search for her, but his efforts have been in vain.
Powers: Healing abilities that take up less time, but seem less effective.
Aura: Massive balls of dark energy or lightning form around him and blindly search for their targets.
Howl: In demon form his howl is capable of creating a thick black mist that causes some visions problems in battle.
Procella: His arms turn into blades up to the elbow and can use them for long periods of time.
He rarely uses weapons preferring to go with his dark and lightning energy, and using his claws and feet, and should he ever his wings.
Weapons: Built in blades
Weakness: Holy water in the form of bullets, talismans, anything a demon cannot stand physically.
Cause of the movement: Undecided

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Navigo –the darkness within
Chave – rikufanattic
Forma – Deathsight 44

Allies:

Foes:

Undecided
Nero

All we need are some foes and allies and we'll get this party started!.



"Do not fret young ones... I shall guide you. When things seem dark I will be the light." -Book of factum

 

Name: Jason Matroya
Age: 22, but he looks 18. Face never changes. -_-;;
Gender: male.
Race: Half human, half Alter, a type of human with the ability to break down(Or destroy) matter, recreate it, and crystallize it into a type of weapon.

Image: Waist long red hair, lazy blue eyes, a smug grin, usually wearng a black jacket with the sleeves ripped off to reveal his quite muscular arms and a tattoo that says "Kiss Your A** Goodbye, and on his other arm, it says K.Y.A.G. referring to his right arm tattoo. Jason is reckless and openly proves it in public, and his messy and full of holes jeans prove so, along with his muddy and very scuffed up boots.

Personality:
Bio: Jason, who was a ninja until age eleven, is a special operations secondary spy/agent primary force. Translation, he's a special agent. Jason takes up his family pride by wearing something blue, and his waist long hair is bright red, like his dad's. Jason tends to curse a lot from four years of jail time two days after his sister died, and his partner is rather paranoid around Jason when Jason's drunk or mad. Jason's daughter, Diana, or Dia for short, takes up in a lot of his adventures by getting in trouble. Jason often refers to his youngest cousin Marken as "A pit-freak with no brain". Jason's hand was blown off in an accident and repaired as a bionic glove. He wears a normal glove over that hand to not cause suspicion. Jason was head of a rebel group, but he now is back in the agency as a bountyman or a special operations agent.
Powers: Almost none except for his ninja skills and Alter.

Weapons: He works with any type of gun, or he uses his Alter power, which he calls "Misuse of Magics", but its real name is "Personal Implosion", allowing the user to implode and pop back into shape behind or inside the object put down as the target. That, and he has a giant watch thing on his arm that allows him to teleport to any desired location via internet, and it levitates and electrocutes things with two small claw like objects.

Weakness: Getting crushed by heaving falling objects, or getting pelted by cans of beer.
Cause of the movement: Because he "felt like it", he says.

Would this be good?

 

Name: Macen
Age: 17
Gender: male
Race: half human, half elf (I know, it sounds to original, but bear with me on this one, lol)
Image (if not you can describe):
Personality: He is full of himself, and he really has the idea in his mind that he's tough ****. He prefers to fight with his fists, rather then talk things out. He is hard to reason with, and he usually just tries to do his own thing, without getting anyone involved. Underneath all of the roughness, he is a really good guy, but its just that he never shows it to anyone, since he thinks of it as a sign of weakness.
Bio: Ever since he was a kid, life had been rough for him. You could say that he was stuck in a form of family fued, except it was between elves and humans. Being a halfling, he was mistreated, bullied around often, and treated like scum. He never even had the slightest shot and gaining some form of dignity, or atleast that was how it was seen in the eyes of the towns folk. Halflings were also very uncommon in other places, so it was not like he was going to run away. That was of course, until one day when a group of kids chased him down into an allyway. Unlike most people, who simply might have kicked him around, these kids meant buissness (this was when he was 13). THey attacked him, but, unlike most times when he did not fight back, this time, he fought back. He was in a blind rage when he fought, and then, when he came out of his rage, he saw what he had done. The kids who meant to bring harm to him, were on the floor, wounded, in pain, and were in need of medical attention. He quickly ran back home that night, to his parents house, though it was not long before people came outside of his door, looking to find him. They were angered, and finally thought that it was time to destroy this "abomination", and so they burnt down the house. He was never seen since then, or atleast when he has been seen, no one has know that it was macen, since he now travles. HIs parents died in the fire as well, so he has ended up all alone. BUt he used his free time to learn how to fight, specificly with a scythe.
Powers (if any):Nothing really. He thinks, feels, tastes, and has the strength of a human, but his hearing, sight, smell, reflexes, and speed are that of an elf. These are only natural traits of course.
Weapons (if any): Scythe
Weakness: Extremely bright lights being shined in his face, and extremely loud noises.
Cause of the movement: chosen (though at the moment, he has no idea about it, and wants nothing to do with what is going on)

 

Those characters are perfect.

So then Deathsight44 I'm guessing your taking the role of the Forma then?

 

Name: Markus
Age: 16
Gender: male
Race: werewolf
Image:
Personality: self centered
Bio: dad was a werepyre. mom was human
Powers : photgraphic refelxes ( can see something then do it)
Weapons :
Weakness: vampires
Cause of the movement: chosen

 

Thank you very much for joining!

Seriously though I really need to know who will be playing the Forma and who will be playing Navigo before we can get this underway.

More people are still welcomed to join.

 

I'll be the Navigo. Cool a good werewolf. That's new.

 

ooc: ya, I'll be takens the forma

 

((All right you guys thanks very much! This is directed to the one who is controlling the Navigo. Navigo already knows that they are chosen and therefore has been placed in a state of suspended animation in a sleep chamber seperate from the Chave. They're in the same area but in different pods.))

 

ooc: alrite then, all I godda say is that maybe we should get started now. Lol.

 

Thanks didnt know that.

 

((All right then let's get this party started!))

Time moved on like it always did, people slept and ate, the days went by morning turned into night and things seemed normal. Talk of Paradise opening was but a thing of the past, but little did everyone know that that day was slowly approaching from the shadows...

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The young Chave opened her eyes looking through the glass of this strange looking pod and noticed two other things in the area. A man in a white lab coat, and another being within the pod.

"...Markus...?" she called out softly.

The man in the white lab coat pressed buttons in a complex pattern and looked at the pods that housed Case and Markus seperately.

"It's time for the two of you to wake up..." the man said softly noticing the timer above his head. The seconds were staring to countdown.

 

Jason rode his motorcycle through the city, letting his long red hair fly out behind him. Jason had recently been hearing stories of this place known as "Paradise", but he just laughed and walked away every time somebody told him about it. Then, he had heard of three beings known as the Chave, the Navigo, and the Forma. Jason knew those were Latin for something, but he realized how obvious it was that his eleven years as a special operations world traveling agent didn't help him any as he forgot what those three words meant. Jason snorted at those stories too. He really didn't care anything about Paradise or Chaves or Navigos or Formas, all he cared about was looking for a good reason to show off his mighty Tommy gun in public. The fact that he had the ability to hold two tommy guns with one hand each scared about everybody in the area. Then, Jason heard about a secret facility where the Navigo, Forma and Chave were in suspended animation, and he had gone off to find this place with some enthusiasm and intrigue.

 

Nero moved about the area looking up at the sky for a moment. He could've sworn that in the distance he heard the sound of a motorcycle as it went through the streets. The demon disguised a human yawned and stretched for a moment wishing to let his wings to do the same, but he had to keep his identity concealed. He walked through the streets, there was a buzzing noise in his head, no doubt the rest of the demons could hear it, as well as all the others that came because of Paradise's first opening.

"Huh..."

A woman and her children were conversing on something that kept his curiosity peaked for a moment. 'Paradise' was a word that he had memorized since he came to earth. That's all the humans talked about, was some place called 'Paradise'. Without that though none of the other creatures would've came to earth.

He walked through the streets and stopped at a stop light. He could smell the trail of that biker, going on straight ahead for what seemed like miles.
Rurmors went around about the Chave and the Navigo, and how they had gone into hiding of some sort.

"What about the Forma?" he asked himself yawning a bit. The Forma wasn't mentioned this time, meaning that probably the original Forma had died.

If that was the case no doubt people and creatures alike would be looking for the next Item of Paradise.

 

Markus strugled to wake. The nightmare had retuned. "No... " he mumbled.Suddenly he was awake. "Chase? Is that you? Ahhh my head."

 

Jason looked at his map of the town again. He sighed. "Darn, I took the wrong freakin' street. I wish those d*mned b*stards would make the map clearer." Jason turned and went to the left.

 

"Hehe... The one and only Case." she responded looking at her good friend Markus. "Man my head..."

She heard the sound a timer echo through the pod and she squinted as light began to burst through the cracks of the opening pod.

"Good morning you two." the man by the name Professor Duarte said greeting them. "You guys woke up right on time."

 

Jason eventually gave up on his trip and went home. He threw the map over his shoulder, struck a wheelie, and rode back towards the city when he came down. But not before doing donuts. Jason was having too much fun with the new bike model he had heard about that was selling so well, so he was still learning how to get used to a motorcycle that didn't look like one of those bulky Fenrirs like he and his best friends had before. Jason took off towards the city.

 

Markus cluchted his head. He had a headache becuase of the never ending headache from the constant strain of Paradise. He smiled at Chase. It was good to see her again after so long."How long were we asleep? "he asked.

 

Macen sighed, as he walked out of the bar, as he toar up the fake I.D that he held in his hand. "Dammit, this thing is nothen but ****" he muttered