Fantasy In Memoriam Mortuem - Eisar CS

[LostHaven]

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General Info

Name: What would you like me to call you?

Title/s: You may also state a nickname. You probably won't have proper title. No matter - you will naturally earn one once your heroic deeds spread across Eisar.

Age: Your biological age before you died.

Gender: Male? Female? One of the reincarnators claimed to be an... 'Attack Helicopter'. I... sent them back.

Personality: Not that I would intentionally reincarnate somebody downright evil into the world. Not that Eisar is short of anyone of the sort, though.

Appearance: Let me just get a closer look. Hmm...


Personal Info

Sexual Orientation: This is necessary information. So I know who in particular to keep far, far away from my dau- I mean... nevermind.

Bio: Who you were no longer matters. So, you may as well recall it and tell it to me one last time.


Physical Info

Height: No need to lie about it. The 'average' standard in your world was a little... excessive, anyways.

Weight: Especially this...

Skills: Any skills or proficiencies you may have had? Any and every last one will aid you in your journey, probably.

Abilities: Amongst you, I will divide but a fragment of what is left of my being. How it germinates is entirely dependent on you, now.
GM NOTE: Yes, you all get the isekai cheat skill shenanigans. You can start off with a small ability, such as magic proficiency, or whatever you damn well desire. You can get creative. It will naturally grow as we progress, but it's going to start out minor. Imagine starting off as a fresh, level 1 character right out of the creation screen. You'll naturally get to the endgame. If I see something ridiculous I will smite your ass.


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[PlusUltra]

• General Info 📕
• Personal Info 🧠
• Physical Info 💪
• Gamer 🎮
• Jazz 🎷

• General Info
  Name: Clementine Dempsey
  Title/s: N/A
  Age: 18
  Gender: Female
• Personal Info
  Personality
  It is difficult to pin down Yun's exact personality or beliefs for a multitude of reasons, though mostly due to it being difficult to tell when she is being truthful combined with a somewhat exaggerated way of acting at times. A wild child with a strong independent streak and somewhat theatrical nature at times, she holds a wilful determination that is sometimes indistinguishable from stubbornness. When she places her focus on a task or area of interest, however, she is prone to letting such consume her giving it an intense focus to sometimes missing other things around her in the process.
  
  Sexual Orientation: Greedy Bisexual
  Bio: A popular streamer and reviewer who made her living online following dropping out of school and forgoing college. She unfortunately died following a truck veering off the road and through her appartment wall during one of her streams, though she claims the being who reincarnated her was luckily one of her tier 3 subs.
• Physical Info
  Height: 5' 11"
  Weight: 180lbs
  Appearance:
  An Amazonian beauty with mocha skin and shoulder-length pure white hair flowing to her shoulders in a spiked cut. Clementine's curved physique also holds a great amount of muscle at the same time standing at nearly six feet. She can normally be found dressed in some form of functional yet stylish attire, tightly fitted and a style entirely her own in earthy colours.
  
  Skills: Boxing, Entertaining, Performance, Gaming, Art, Writing, Media
  Abilities: Gamers' Fortune: The holder holds divine luck, effectively bringing them a great fortune in their endeavours and natural talent. The true effect of this power however allows them to treat their new world similar to how one would treat a gaming character, gaining XP from quests, skill points, skills, class levels and more based upon how they go about their duties. This also appears to include the ability to gather additional information from the use of a Status scanning ability, store items away with an inventory one, or even access a character creator following her rebirth.
• Gamer
  Class: Blue Mage
  Power Abilities:
  -Custom Character Creation: Unlike her compatriots, on her rebirth, she would be greeted by a character creation screen. This allowed her to redistribute her starting status and even modify her appearance.
  -Intuitive Learning: The user can choose to gain skills or abilities under certain circumstances such as specific actions to raise stats, reading books, tutorial training, killing certain creatures, quest rewards and more.
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  Jazz
  Hobbies: Gaming, Boxing, Anime, Streaming, Painting,
  Quote/s: "Would you be “happier” had I a “good reason” ? If my motives met with your approval, would you no longer resent the outcome ?"
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[ThatWhichShouldBe]

"Trouble rather the tiger in his lair than the sage amongst his books. For to you the Kingdoms and their armies are things mighty and enduring, but to him they are but toys of the moment, to be overturned by the flicking of a finger."
— Gordon R. Dickson, Tactics of Mistake

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• Personality and Bio
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  General Info
  Name: Matthew Sanli
  
  Title/s: N/A
  
  Age: 22
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
  
  Physical Info
  Height: 6'1
  
  Weight: 150 lbs
  
  Skills:
  - A talented poet and writer, with a skill for prose.
  - Very good at reading other people's thoughts and feelings.
  - A lot of knowledge about the myths and legends of earth, used as fuel for his writing.
  - Pretty knowledgeable about medicine, actually. He wanted to know how he would die.
  
  Abilities:
  

  He exorcises spectres and demons by means of charms and spells. He gathers refined emanations from both Heaven and Earth and collects the essences of the sun and moon. He cultivates himself with the Yin and Yang and achieves rebirth by means of fire and water.
  - A Day in the life of a Taoist Sage

  The Way: What does it mean to cultivate? The texts of earth are replete with legends of mighty immortals and sages who tread that storied path. Who delve deep into the bones of heaven and earth, who meditate on inscrutable scriptures, who practice esoteric arts until their fists split the mountains and overturn the seas. But at its heart, cultivation is a very simple thing. One understands themselves to understand the world, and understands the world to understand themselves. This truth is at the heart of Sanli's Ability. But meditating on and contemplating things, he can use that knowledge and contemplation to create techniques and martial arts with supernatural effects. Meditating on a diamond, for example, may lead him to learn and refine an art which allows him to harden his skin against blows. Listening to the wind may teach him the secret of lightening his body weight so that he might achieve unprecedented agility. So on, and so forth. It is easiest with physical objects that he can directly observe, but with great practice, he may learn to use this skill to create martial arts based on intangibles, concepts such as 'justice', the color 'red', and so on. But not right now. Not quite yet.
  
  In his humble beginnings, however, he has but a single meager art. He understands his own body better than anyone else. And so from that understanding, came power. His body is stronger and fitter than most, in defiance of the laws of physics. But more importantly, he has gained innate skill with hand-to-hand combat and athletic movement. His newfound knowledge and instinctive understanding compiled into a single martial art, its name branded into his soul. The first of all the techniques he will ever devise. The Empty Palm.
  
  
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  Personality:
  He was born a bird with crippled wings. Doomed to die young from the moment he drew his first breath. And so he burned his life like oil, ever seeking to push harder, to leave a mark before his brief existence vanished. This, of course, informed the man he would become heavily. Matthew is a cheery little man with an astonishing amount of audacity underneath the humble, unassuming exterior he presents. He is supremely empathetic, having great patience for the sufferings of others after experience such agony himself. He is capable of astounding patience, when the situation calls for it, but with the opportunity of finally living a life free from the omnipresent specter of illness... he wants to reach out and grasp the opportunity he's been taken, and revel in it for all it's worth.
  
  Bio:
  Sanli was born to a wealthy family, loved and cherished. His future was assuredly bright, if the fates had been kind. Hell, if the fates had been a little mean, he'd have had a life still well worth living. But the fates had not been kind nor a little mean. They had been cruel. And Sanli was born with a genetic disease that, as far as the doctors knew, would take him before he turned twenty. The young boy spent his life in and out of the hospital, the family's coffers enough to buy the best of care and comfort for the dying - But not a cure. Never a cure. Not for all the gold in the world.
  
  All he had was time that was running out, a useless body, and a mind racing against a clock. And so, he learned to write. And write he did, like a devil on combat drugs! Book after book, poems and songs and play-scripts. They flowed from his fingers, a trickle, at first, then a flood as he found his stride. Every second was precious, and he spent them trying to leave his thoughts as his legacy, if not his actions. The stories he told eventually caught the attention of others. A few, at first. Then more. Requests for book deals, and movie adaptations began to shuffle in. But even as he signed his first contract at the young age of 15, he knew his time was running out. So many stories to tell, and not enough time to tell them in. And his body rebelled against him, as the years went on, pain becoming a constant companion. He knew he had to work faster.
  
  Time passed. The sand ran low in his hourglass, but still he wrote. The doctors thought he would die at 18, as his condition accelerated. But Sanli refused to leave his trilogies and series unfinished. It was brilliant. It was a feat of heroic endurance, all of its own. A medical miracle, really, that he lasted as long and as well as he did. But death waited for no one, and it had been waiting for him long enough.
  
  At the age of 21, Sanli died surrounded by friends and family, mourned by many. In his wake, he left 3 completed trilogies, 2 longer series, 23 short stories, two plays, and a poem anthology. Not a single unfinished manuscript remained. His funeral would be attended by thousands.
  
  But despite this. Despite such a miracle.
  
  He had still always wished he could live a story of his own, rather than tell one to others.
  
  Lucky him. He gets his chance.
  
  
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  Hobbies:
  - Writing. Oh my god, he loves to write. It was the only way for him to express himself, most of the time that he was in the hospital.
  - Chess, Go, and other board games.
  - Card games. He's a killer bluffer in poker.
  
  Quote/s:
  

  Between spring and winter is where the Raven flew, and he brought with him a tender, young hope. For the first time, victory could be said to be possible. Peace glimmered on the horizon. They need only seize it.
  - Last words of Book 2 of the Raven cycle by Matthew Sanli.

  
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[Cumulonimbus]

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  Actias Luna.

  
  Name: Actias Luna
  
  Title/nickname: N/A
  
  Age: 20
  
  Gender: Demigender
  
  Pronouns: They/he
  
  Personality: Actias named themselves after the Luna Moth, Actias Luna. They are an insomniac and love nighttime walks. They are not among the most cunning, nor are they the most sophisticated, but they manage to scrape the will and desperation to continue living. They've never had the bravery to coat their mannerisms but they like to pretend they do. Actias is hard of hearing although some mistake them for being deaf. They hear every unwhispered profanity and slur thrown at them and painstakingly continue with their work, trying to ignore the dull ache in their heart. They are known for not speaking unless strictly necessary, though they have a lot to say, insulting and gentle alike. They don't consider themselves good or a bad person, simply a person who may have to kill to get by. In life, there is no good or bad. There is only the killer and the killed, the hunter and hunted, the starved and the starving. Actias seems to find themselves on the latter of all those examples, despite all they do. They have no motivation to maintain themselves, nor do they have a catalyst for change. But seeing their hometown, being consumed by death and greed, like flash-paper to fire, alights something they didn't know existed in themselves: rage. The torch is alight, Actias is ready for what lies ahead; whether it be a gentle, warm embrace or a final blaze of glory. They're ready. Ready for that spiral of passion and ready to leave nothing but smoke and exposed truths behind. They may be only one person, but only one spark is needed to start a wildfire.
  
  Appearance: Actias originally has burnt caramel skin, although years of anemia with no commitment to recovery have caused it to appear pale and unhappy. Their hair is a deep, muddy brown, streaked with some stray grey hairs. Actias's hair is grown out to their neck, generally tied in a messy, small ponytail. Curtain bangs frame their face. Their hands are mostly covered in bandages, presumably to avoid the tiny cuts on their hand from glass-forming from getting infected. Their eyes are a deep brown and their build is sturdy, albeit skinny.
  
  
  
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  Sexual Orientation: Doesn't know yet
  
  Bio: Actias can barely remember their past life, traces of memories both unnerving and pleasant alike swirling around in their head. They remember being a glass-blower, creating cups and other kitchen utensils for a living, nothing much more. Their past life was one of calm and serenity, one where they knew who their parents were, one where they knew what their name was.
  
  What a joke. Of course, it wasn't one of calm and serenity. It was one of suffering and death.
  
  They know they tried to dwell in peace when theirs was one of constant war. Right before their flame went out, they remember lying in a field of flowers swaying gently in the wind, dancing as if welcoming them to death. The feeling of their heart muscles relaxing from the gunshot wound in their chest was one of horror. They were ready to find relief in death, but their soul died before their body did. It haunts them even now. So many more people to protect. So many more people to die. Yet they fell into an eternal slumber, one they could not wake up from, a journey that ends in bloodshed. They keep giving, giving, giving, expecting nothing in return.
  
  Now, all they can do is look forward, because looking back, brooding in the past, only makes their neck hurt even more. They want peace. They want happiness. They want something they never could've dreamed of having in their past life. In recognition of this desire that Actias has, they plan on opening a self-managed shop that sells glass art and other things related to glass, although they think other responsibilities may cause most of the shelves to be home to spiderwebs instead of intricate glass artworks.
  
  Maybe, just maybe, in this world that has a concentration of pain and agony, they could bring a small kindling of hope. A small fire that could spread like matchsticks in a matchbox.
  
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  Height: 158 cm / 5'2"
  
  Weight: 55 kg / 121 lbs
  
  Skills: Sign language interpretation, polyglot, botanist
  
  Abilities: Lucid Crystalline - Actias is able to manipulate shards or sheets of glass to their will. They usually use it for glass-forming utensils or to strengthen already-existing materials. However, they may use it in raw form and control shards of glass by levitating and attacking the opponent in a hailstorm of glass.
  
  Pros:
  

  • sustainable and consistent if used properly
  • may be used for defence or offence
  • glass is a very strong material so once something is made it cannot shatter or break easily

  Cons:
  

  • needs the skill to utilise LC in a safe manner without hurting themselves which they have not achieved yet
  • needs a source of glass to use LC (e.g windows) using LC also leads them to pay for damages caused to a building as they most likely manipulated windows from said structure
  • takes a marginal amount of imagination and time to come up with a functional weapon on the spot. Actias also requires quiet and calm to focus on work which makes it harder for them to use LC for conjuring weapons unless they have prior notice

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  • for some reason, whenever someone stares at the colourful reflection of the glass for too long (including Actias themselves), they seem to fall into a trance-like state where they are mesmerised by the light reflecting off the glass, similar to a moth. The trance may be only broken by physical pain or touch, depending on which one the person is reactive to. However, the light must come from the Sun, and thus this may only occur outdoors.
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  Hobbies: Gardening, glass-forming, getting lost in thought
  
  Quote: "It's like walking a battlefield next to a river. The more blood is shed, the more lives death takes, the more obscured your reflection becomes in the once-clear water. Water as clear as crystals, now tainted and poisoned, slowly spreading red throughout. A broken mirror. No matter how hard you try, there's no putting the mirror back together without accidentally cutting yourself once again. There's no putting it together without bringing back unpleasant memories. And that is the reality of recovery - it is impossible to reach if you aren't ready to relive those very moments that broke you."
  
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[The Grand Fool]

General Info

Name: Kael

Title/s: N/A (for now)

Race: Orc

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Personality: Kael is a person of strong convictions, always striving to do what is right and just. He is quick to defend the weak and vulnerable, often putting himself in harm's way to protect them. He has a deep respect for life and will do everything in his power to preserve it. However, he can also be hot-headed and impulsive, sometimes jumping into situations without thinking them through.

Appearance: Kael stands at 6'2, towering over most humans and even some orcs. He has a muscular build, with thick, corded muscles rippling beneath his green skin. His hair is black and unkempt, hanging down to his shoulders in thick, wild locks. His eyes are a piercing blue, which stand out in stark contrast to his rough, weathered features. He wears a suit of leather armor.

Personal Info

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Bio: Kael was once a human, born to a poor family. He was always a curious child, eager to explore the world beyond his small corner of the world. When he came of age, he set out on his own, hoping to find adventure and fortune. He became a firefighter and spent decades fighting both domestic and wildfires. He died in a wildfire when he got trapped in a ravine.

Physical Info

Height: 6'2

Weight: 230 lbs

Skills: Kael was skilled in martial arts, having trained extensively with swords, staffs, and axes since he was a child. He was also an accomplished hunter and tracker, able to read the signs of nature and find his way through even the densest of forests. He put pride in his survival knowledge and experience, often disappearing for weeks into the wilderness.

Abilities: Kael possesses the innate strength and resilience of the orcish race, as well as a heightened sense of smell and hearing. He has also gained the ability to tap into the primal energies of the world around him, channeling them into powerful bursts of strength or speed.

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Hobbies: Kael enjoys spending his free time practicing his martial arts, honing his skills and perfecting his technique. He also enjoys exploring the wilderness, hunting, and surviving what nature throws at him.

Quote/s: "Life is precious, and should be cherished. It is our duty to protect and preserve it, no matter the cost."

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[BFabulous]

General Info

Name: Chrystal Alvarez

Title/s: Chrys

Age: 26

Gender: Non-binary (She/her or They/them)

Personality: Chrystal is an impulsive, brash, and abrasive loudmouth. She always says what's on her mind and will always lead with snark and sarcasm. She believes words are worthless unless action is put behind them. The only time she shows any restraint with her words is when it comes to creativity. She understands what it means to be a creative who is judged for their creations, but she always reserves her feelings & thoughts so she can at least understand the creative's thought process.

Appearance: Let me just get a closer look. Hmm...


Personal Info

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Bio: Who you were no longer matters. So, you may as well recall it and tell it to me one last time.
Chrystal grew up poor. She was raised by her grandmother and uncle after a family accident that killed both her parents and her grandfather. She didn't have many options to do anything outside eat, drink, and go to school. Chrystal kept her grades up and the only thing she found solace in was music and fairytales. When she was old enough she began babysitting and taking odd jobs to help her uncle and grandmother, but one day while helping a family around the house she began to sing out loud which grabbed the attention of the man who hired her. The man listened to Chrystal sing for a while and was blown away. After that day things escalated quickly for Chrystal and her family. With the help of the man Chrystal was put into music and singing lessons and her talent did not go unnoticed. She made a name for herself rather quickly in the music community and was able to get a full ride to a performing arts high school & college. After graduating from college Chrystal continued to produce & write music while trying to make it as an independent artist.

Physical Info

Height: 5'6

Weight: 146 lbs

Skills: Any skills or proficiencies you may have had? Any and every last one will aid you in your journey, probably.

• Music Virtuoso
• Singing
• Sewing & Knitting
• Crocheting

Abilities: Fairytail Delusions - Chrys is able to manifest aspects of Fairytales, myths & stories into reality. She has to keep some type of record to be able to manifest them whenever she needs, but can 'Bookmark' certain stories for instant access, although she isn't able to become a full god she is able to get abilities based on their stories or myths. Stories that resonate with Chrys or the situation are amplified and can give a boost either to the 'protagonist' or the 'antagonist'. Ex: Chrys loves Robin Hood allowing her to manifest a bow with exceptional shooting power or steal from someone richer than her, as long as the poor benefit from her actions.

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Hobbies: Writing/producing music, Singing, Sewing, and Crocheting

Quote/s:
"You wanna know what hurts more than getting your face smashed in? Getting your life's work destroyed, but you know what might hurt worse than that? If I used your life's work to smash your face in!"

"Wow, you're so bright! The lightbulb I threw away could barely compare."

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[Alisutte]

Name: What would you like me to call you?
Aelos Johnson

Title/s: You may also state a nickname.
You probably won't have proper title. No matter - you will naturally earn one once your heroic deeds spread across Eisar.
Los, perhaps?

Age: Your biological age before you died.
23?
Gender: Male? Female? One of the reincarnators claimed to be an... 'Attack Helicopter'. I... sent them back.
Fighter Jet... Kidding. Female!
Personality: Not that I would intentionally reincarnate somebody downright evil into the world. Not that Eisar is short of anyone of the sort, though.
Very evil. So evil that it became good. Anyway, this Aelos gal is courageous warrior in spirit who is fiercly loyal to those she deems worthy... She is kinda lacking
Appearance: Let me just get a closer look. Hmm...
I prefer a black colored screen, but here
Beautiful, right? or else...
Personal Info

Sexual Orientation: This is necessary information. So I know who in particular to keep far, far away from my dau- I mean... nevermind.
Tough luck, bisexual so no matter whether you have a daughter or a son, this God is out of luck

Bio: Who you were no longer matters. So, you may as well recall it and tell it to me one last time.
Aelos Johnson... She was an accountant in her past life. She led a ridiculously normal life, except she got killed by truck-sama which is not that normal, near the end of it.

Physical Info

Height: No need to lie about it. The 'average' standard in your world was a little... excessive, anyways.
183 cm. Idk inches or whatever, google it
Weight: Especially this...
78 kg... it's all muscle, you're assured
Skills: Any skills or proficiencies you may have had? Any and every last one will aid you in your journey, probably.
Accounting! Well, however useful this would be?
Also, good at acting, so yeah...
Abilities: Amongst you, I will divide but a fragment of what is left of my being. How it germinates is entirely dependent on you, now.
GM NOTE: Yes, you all get the isekai cheat skill shenanigans. You can start off with a small ability, such as magic proficiency, or whatever you damn well desire. You can get creative. It will naturally grow as we progress, but it's going to start out minor. Imagine starting off as a fresh, level 1 character right out of the creation screen. You'll naturally get to the endgame. If I see something ridiculous I will smite your ass.
Idk. Maybe some healing? I guess that would be cool... But I really want some mix of battle and healing... So, idk. Help me out here
Edit: Cumulonimbus gave me an idea for some fire based power which can both attack and heal. So, I will adopt it, thanks.
So, in essence, it is like firebending from atla except it can't create lightning, so it's not 100 percent a copy of atlaa firebending. Also, I would like to note that the sound effect and looks of the fire are cool, like how the fire sounded during Azula and Zuko's fight, namely, the jet-ty hose sound. Also, it looks crisper, vibrant-er than normal fire. There is no differentiation between healing and attacking in terms of how it looks.

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Hobbies: Watching isekai anime (really???)
Edit: nvm, her hobbies are reading books and drawing animals and landscapes.

Quote/s: "If you mix raisins with turds, they are still turds"

Theme: L's theme! She is not a detective though, but whatever


P.S. Feedback appreciated