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  1. (LAUNDRY DETERGENT PUNS FTW)

    I was at last place in this pun contest so I was feeling kinda DOWNY. But looks like the TIDE has turned. Sorry I'm treating this contest like a SOAP opera I might as well take my ARM and HAMMER and smash my computer. By the way does this count as a WIN?

  2. I don't think I have the balls to juggle more puns. Thinking of puns are like double edged swords, they're sharp and to the point but mine don't seem that punny so I might as well Sorry I'm in a hurry so all of my sentences are run-on. Damn I'm missing good puns but atleast my aim is getting better. What's worse is that my fashion choice is terrible but atleast it's not as bad as my puns overall.

  3. Full Name: Alice Loucelles

     

    Race: Human (Highlander)

     

    Appearance: She has ginger hair and wears a dark violet hoodie with short sleeves over her lavender short dress. She also wears gray boots.

     

    Personality: A hot tempered and mischievous child and thief who greets people informally. She has a bad mouth and attitude towards anyone including adults. She pickpockets a lot from strangers and sometimes people that she already knows. She also has a knack for playing mischievous tricks on unsuspecting people. She is also a very curious individual who will go to any height to steal something that catches her eye. She speaks with a slight lisp. She also loves drinking Apple Juice. One of her favorite past times is to climb trees and watch the scenery or random people.

     

    Biography:

    Alice Loucelles was born in a rural farm near courland, in the far northwest of Oren. Alice was not born to a stable family however. She was neglected by her abusive Alcoholic father. Her mother tried her best to nurture and care for Alice but due to her Husband’s reckless and abusive tendencies, she could not do much. Alice’s father would often beat his wife and once attempted to beat Alice as well but he was stopped by her mother. Her mother plead that whatever punishment Alice deserved, Alice’s father should punish her Mother instead. When Alice reached the age of 7. Her father began drinking too much alcohol during the night. One night while Alice was in bed, she heard a faint thud in her parent’s bedroom. She opened her parent’s bedroom door and was shocked to see her mother holding a knife in front of her dead father. Traumatized by that event, Alice ran away from home that night escaping her mother.

    Alice traveled to Felsen and she ditched her last name. She declared herself an orphan and began to hang out with the other dirty orphans in Felsen. Alice soon learned how to beg and steal from people and also began to learn the harsh reality of the world quicker than other children.


    Inventory: Alice carries a small pocket folding knife in her pockets. In her small satchel, she carries a compass, a pouch full of (Stolen) minas and a small imperfect wooden bear shaped doll which she made herself by carving a piece of wood.

  4. (Lol this is cute XD)

    Due to the cold winter weather outside, Celia would stay in the warm library. She takes off her winter coat and places it on one of the tables then she begins to search the books in the library. Due to not having her glasses she attempts to interpret the titles of the book with her poor vision. She takes out a book from the shelf which she thinks is about 'Aheral history. The library would be quiet. Just then she hears a conversation between two people outside. She takes a look outside of the library and through her poor vision, she notices two blurry 'aherals conversing. The female 'aheral's voice and blurry appearance sounds and looks familiar to Celia but she is unsure of who the male 'aheral is. "Must be a new comer." She mutters to herself and then she begins to shiver. After hearing them for a while longer she would go back inside the warm library to read her book.

  5. Celia would Look up at the night sky and notice the faint glow of the beam. "Hmm, looks like some sort of explosion, I wonder where."

     

    Alphar lies under the night sky upon the grass, he notices a faint beam of light coming from the direction of Skyfall, "Well there goes all of my old stuff that I left behind. They're all gone in that explosion."

     

    Lodo lounges on a bench smoking his pipe. He looks up and notices the beam of light in the distance, "Looks beautiful." he murmers, he then goes back to smoking his pipe blowing colorful smoke rings

  6. Yeah sorry I meant that Alphar was unsure whether or not that was an illusion. He thought Sarrion actually managed to create a fire evocation from the void. However, when Sarrion told him to touch the fire in his palms, Alphar noticed that it did not burn him thus the illusion shattered. This was before Sarrion explained sensory illusions to Alphar.

  7. MC name: Supahdat

     

    Character's name and age: Alphar Ryce (Age 31)

     

    Character’s Race: Mali'Aheral

     

    What magic/s did you learn?: Sensory Illusions

     

    Who/how did you learn magic/s?: Alphar received a Book on sensory Illusions from Sarrion. He also held a long conversation with Sarrion on sensory Illusions and how they work. Sarrion demonstrated an illusion to Alphar himself.

     

    Offer an explanation of said magic/s you learned: Sensory Illusion is the manipulation of the mind, perception and senses, and emotions. The use of the void is required when creating an Illusion. There are 3 sub types of Sensory Illusion and they are: Glamours, Figments, and Phantasms

    Glamours are basically altering or improving something that already exists. For example, one can make a torch brighter or make a rabbit look bigger. One can also make a rotting egg smell nicer. It does not require much mana to create a glamour. But it does depend on what kind of object one is using glamour on.

    Figments tend to use more mana than glamours. Figments are basically creating something that was not originally there such as a fog or making a bird fly down from a tree. 

    Phantasms are when using suggestive thoughts on a person to influence their emotions, Such as singing a lullaby and using suggestive thoughts to make that person fall asleep or Give a person suggestive thoughts of someone killing their loved one in order to make that person angry or distraught.

    However in order to cast these sensory Illusions, one must have previously experienced the physical properties of the object or emotion they have casted. For example in order to create an illusion of a flame that burns and feels hot and smells like fire, one must have seen a flame, felt it and smelled it. 

    All of these Illusions must be Logical. For example, one must create an illusion of a fog in a cloudy environment. If they create one in a sunny environment, the person will look through the illusion and it will shatter.

     

    Provide evidence you’ve garnered to said subtype: As I have said before Sarrion held a long conversation with Alphar and he has given him a book on Sensory Illusions. Screen shots of the book are at the bottom, You can ask Toxzero for confirmation as well

    Do you have a magic you are dropping, due to this app? If so, link it: No 

     

    Screenshots of the book (I can assure you this is the same book that Sarrion has given to Liandir aka Popcorner):

     

    https://gyazo.com/170fbeb807263d4e9e4ee03f800c603b

    https://gyazo.com/1e05d6808a9ecc06ab8124481ecf9116

    https://gyazo.com/a4349d3f62ad072fda7e3ac0f75809c5

    https://gyazo.com/ac5bd5a97b5e6321ca44c5d4d38d4bfd

    https://gyazo.com/0293cf960ffe4740d9fe7745348f3280

    https://gyazo.com/8e4633f0b229578e1fc64fae9f11492e

    https://gyazo.com/82b7e02c4ab5aec617c536868fad9e79

    https://gyazo.com/82b7e02c4ab5aec617c536868fad9e79

    https://gyazo.com/df266603e664fcaafa999ce20e99228d

     

  8. This is one my first songs, I hope y'all like it! 

    Inspiration: Ed Sheeran's Don't (The music for the song works well with the lyrics)

     

     

    Messing with Love

    by Alphar Ryce


    I met this girl in Istria

    She said “Don’t you worry if I disappear.”

    I was thinking I don’t need another mistake

    So i sent a bird to my friend and asked what’s his take

    He said go for it so I took his advice

    And I took her out for two or three nights

    But then I put her on pause until the moment was right

    I’ve been away...for...too..long!

    I met her on the streets when I returned

    Turns out she was just looking for a lover to burn

    And now I’m singing

     

    (Chorus)

    Don’t mess with my love

    Her heart is so cold

    On the outside it shows

    And I know that

    This is noo love

     

    It’s been a while and too long until our paths crossed again

    She told me, “I was never looking for a friend.”

    “Maybe you can swing by the forge around ten.”

    Another week past when I went to see her

    Took her to the caliphate for a picnic near the water

    I told her, “Maybe we can be for real, and for keepers.”

    But she dodged the question and went back to town

    I sighed and decided not to stay

    For, me and her make money the same way

    Two blacksmiths, same forge, all on the same day

    And we stayed quiet for the rest of that day

    But in my mind I was singing

     

    (Chorus)

    Don’t mess with my love

    Her heart is so cold

    On the outside it shows

    And I know that

    This is noo love

     

    I met her for one more night

    But what I saw will make you surprised

    She was sitting with a guy with blond hair

    Who flirted with every girl but why do I care?

    So I confronted her and gave her that bouquet of that Rose

    But later that night she disappeared to bed him of course

    And I left singing

     

    (Chorus)

    Don’t mess with my love

    Her heart is so cold

    On the outside it shows

    And I know that

    This is noo love

     

    Aw yeah,

    Don’t you mess with my loove

    Don’t you dare

    Her heart is soo cold yeah!

    This is no love

    Woah!

     

    Please give me some feedback and advice if you can XD


     

  9. I) Name (in brackets, include ign): Alphar Ryce (Supahdat)
     

    II) Race: Adunian
     

    III) Place of Origin: Lived in a small village near the border of Oren, moved to Istria but now lives in Skyfall
     

    IV) Intention of desired strand, of the trinity (Arts, Literature, Music) for specialism: Music and literature

    V) Reasoning in becoming of the Bards: I wrote about three original songs, sang at parties for friends,

    aspiring to become an official Bard, I also play the Lute

    VI) Potential projects you may aspire to do: Create a band of at least three bards and travel through vailor in hopes of using our music to change thoughts and ideas for the betterment of society

     

     

     

    One of my songs (I hope you guys like it, I'm still working on making better lyrics):

    *The Devil's Schemes*

    The Devil's Schemes

    In the streets of Felsen lived a young man of two scores

    Who went by the name, William Doors

    He was known for worshipping the devil, calling out his name till he was hoarse

    He killed for his love and Conspired for his praise

    But he never got what he wanted for it was just all a haze

    'Cause we all know that the lord of the flies ain't gonna call on us

    Woah-oh no

    We're not a part o' his plans

    Woah-oh no

    We're merely just playthings in his hands

    When Doors realized this, it was too late

    For he summoned the Doomsayer out of Worship and hate

    Furious at the man's blunders the Devil had enough

    With a snap of a finger, the poor man crumbled to thin dust

    And now poor soul walks the world listening to our quarrels

    For he's forced to watch each of us worship the devil and follow

    His commands of Death and Agony
    Now that I tell you this story

    Remember there's no glory

    In a world like this

    peace is just a myth

    Woah-oh no

    We're not part o' his plans

    Woah-oh no

    We're merely playthings in his haaaaaands

    With one snap of a finger he'd throws us in our graves

    For we have no use for him

    But what can I say we're too tempted to seal our own fates

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