Skyst
Previously Luma_Star
This RP is taking place twenty years before the hero, Link, awakes.
There is danger at every corner of the world, and hope seems lost. There are a few, though, who fight the obstacles of the dark and attempt to stand in the light. These few, though small in numbers, find each other and save others from death and loss.
Character OC -
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species (Hylian, Sheikah, Zora, Goron, Rito, or Gerudo):
Appearance:
Personality:
Background Story:
Family (alive or deceased):
Other:
My OC:
Name: Genesis
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Species: Hylian
Appearance: Genesis has long brown hair that flows freely down her back. She was born with a birth defect - her eyes are a piercing golden colour. She wears traveling clothing, and always carries a weapon, usually a traveler's sword and a wooden shield.
Personality: Skeptical and pessimistic, no one really likes Genesis. She is stubborn, hard to teach, and quite rude. Inside, though, she holds a kind heart, and she loves certain people with every ounce of her existence.
Background Story: To be revealed throughout the RP.
Family (alive or deceased): Genesis has no memory of her parents. She was left in the care of the Sheikah leader, Impa, when she was five years, holding a baby infant in a basket. Her sister, Layla, died when Genesis turned sixteen.
Other: When Genesis was nine, she caught a horse. Her horse, a male with a black coat and a star in its forehead, is named Akmi - Tu. He is Genesis's best friend. She is also unnaturally talented with the art of the bow, and can shoot a moving target sixty yards away from her.
Rules:
- All Pokecharm rules apply.
- This is not like the real game. If you die, you are dead. It's a good way to back out of the RP if you need to leave politely.
- Refrain from swearing, please, but it is not "banned."
- Please be respectful to the other participants.
- Though this sometimes cannot be helped, I ask that you keep violence short and to a minimum.
- You can join the RP at anytime, but please try to wedge yourself into the story in a natural way.
It is really up to you. Please. Help us.
There is danger at every corner of the world, and hope seems lost. There are a few, though, who fight the obstacles of the dark and attempt to stand in the light. These few, though small in numbers, find each other and save others from death and loss.
Character OC -
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species (Hylian, Sheikah, Zora, Goron, Rito, or Gerudo):
Appearance:
Personality:
Background Story:
Family (alive or deceased):
Other:
My OC:
Name: Genesis
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Species: Hylian
Appearance: Genesis has long brown hair that flows freely down her back. She was born with a birth defect - her eyes are a piercing golden colour. She wears traveling clothing, and always carries a weapon, usually a traveler's sword and a wooden shield.
Personality: Skeptical and pessimistic, no one really likes Genesis. She is stubborn, hard to teach, and quite rude. Inside, though, she holds a kind heart, and she loves certain people with every ounce of her existence.
Background Story: To be revealed throughout the RP.
Family (alive or deceased): Genesis has no memory of her parents. She was left in the care of the Sheikah leader, Impa, when she was five years, holding a baby infant in a basket. Her sister, Layla, died when Genesis turned sixteen.
Other: When Genesis was nine, she caught a horse. Her horse, a male with a black coat and a star in its forehead, is named Akmi - Tu. He is Genesis's best friend. She is also unnaturally talented with the art of the bow, and can shoot a moving target sixty yards away from her.
Rules:
- All Pokecharm rules apply.
- This is not like the real game. If you die, you are dead. It's a good way to back out of the RP if you need to leave politely.
- Refrain from swearing, please, but it is not "banned."
- Please be respectful to the other participants.
- Though this sometimes cannot be helped, I ask that you keep violence short and to a minimum.
- You can join the RP at anytime, but please try to wedge yourself into the story in a natural way.
It is really up to you. Please. Help us.
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Genesis stared at the trees. Her horse, Akmi - Tu, nudged her shoulder with a worried whinny. She petted the white mark on his forehead softly, then stopped. The Bokoblin lay, dead, at her feet. Meeting the others from the tribes was tough. Usually they decided they no longer wanted to help, and Genesis was always disappointed. This batch had better be different...
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