Galardia

[Chad32]

(Yeah, I'm making a new roleplay. I enjoy doing this. As any Ani fan should know, Galard is the interstellar language of trade and commerce. Galardia is a planet set close to the middle of the known galaxy. Thousands of alien races come her to trade and do business. Unfortunately, it has become corrupted by the local govenrment. Crime is rampant, and a group of aliens want to do something about it. You can be any known or unknown creature of the Ani Universe. Eache member will use unique abilities to help the group fight against the evil government.)

(The Government itsself I haven't thought of a good name for. They will also use different aliens, but the mainstay is Galardian guards. I haven't decided what the Galardian species will be either. The group of heroes doesn't have to be limited to six, but I would prefer not to have too many of the same species. For instance, only one Andalite if we can help it. I will be a Howler, if no one has a big problem with that.)

(Since I'm still kind of brainstorming, anyone who wants to join can make suggestions.)

[Damien]

(Sounds cool, I think I'll join, two quick questions, is their a profile we have to fill out and can we use humans with genetic alterations?)

[Chad32]

(No profile yet. You could just put name and species. If it's an unknown species, then say what it does. Maybe explain why your character is on the planet. You could be Human, if you explain how it got there. Like some Skrit Na took it there to be sold, or it escaped, or something.)

Edit:

Name: Klaxter
Race: Howler
Reason for being on planet: He got separated from a fleet, and crashed on planet. As punishment from Crayak, he has been forced to stay here and has been cut off from collective memory.

Background: He built a shack to stay on the planet, but the government officials came and demanded tax payment and allegiance. since he only serves Crayak, he refused to swear allegiance to the government. They burned down his shack, and in response he killed them. Now he's on the run.

Personality: He has a childlike personality, and his idea of fun is fighting and killing. He is always in good spirits, and is quite social when he isn't killing someone or something.

[Damien]

(I was planning on something like that)
Name: Damien Marce
Race: Human and 'Dragon'
Reason for being on planet: He was captured by the Skirt Ka and finnaly escaped

Background: Damien is a 15 year old human teen that was taken by the yeerks early on in the invasion of planet earth. For some odd unknown reason no yeerks were able to successfully control his mind and body for longer than a few hours at a time. Being deemed an unworthy host they decided to use him as a test subject. The yeerks were trying to recreate the morphing technology. They succeeded, somewhat. Damien was able to turn into one creature, a cross between a human and a creature from human mythology, a dragon. He wasn't able to turn into any other creatures however, even if he did try the acquiring process. There was one advantage, they had only altered Damien's DNA, making the two hour limit non-existent. Using his new found abilities Damien managed to escape form the yeerk testing facility destroying every bit of data that had to do with the experiments and every yeerk that known about it. Visser Three had no idea the experiments were going on behind his back.
Damien's freedom was short lived, he was soon captured by the Skirt Na for a unique zoo piece. On a stop on the planet Galardia Damien managed to recreate his escape and stayed in his alternate form thinking that would be the form that would be the lest noticeable among the different alien species. He still yet has to learn the Galard langued, he has picked picked up some bits and phrases.

Personality: Normally he is happy, friendly, outgoing, and caring, even hyperactive. However ever since he has captured by the yeerks he has shut off his emotions from the outside world.


(Is this good?)
(And another question, not right now but I might want to add another character to the rp, is that alright also?)

[Chad32]

(I edited my post to include a bio. You can use that. The part dragon thing is ok, and controlling more than one character is fine too.)

[Damien]

(Alright I edited my post, can we start when we want or are you waiting for more people to join?)

[demos666]

I'm interested i just have a hard time thinking up characters.

[Chad32]

(We can start now, and others can join later. I'm thinking maybe the Galardian guards can be large four armed beings with horns like rams, and tails with thick bone on the end. That would be physically imposing.)

Klaxter was getting tired of always being chased by the government. Even after he left the city and moved into the wilderness, they still chased him. Of course he killed many, but he was starting to wear down.

"This is no fun at all. The Glorious Crayak does not save me from my punishment. I suppose I should stop running. I'll go back to the city, and kill those in charge. That would be fun!"

[Damien]

(Alright)
(Mind if I make it a forest?)

Damien stumbled through the strange warped forest. The plant life here looks like it came from a suffering artists imagination. And he could have sworn one tried taking a bite out of his arm. Not to mention he was not used to this body. He had cut himself three times by accident and he set one of the plants here on fire, by accident of course. You know, it wasn't worth it, no-one could see him out here anyway, maybe he should turn human again. He was halfway through his transformation, patches of scaled still visible on his human skin, half his tail was gone, and his teeth still resembled fangs, what made him stop was a voice, it seemed to talk in that language he heard all over this planet, it almost hurt to listen to the voice for some reason. Quickly scaled began spreading across his skin, his tail grew yet again and his mouth began to stretch into a muzzle. He tried sneaking away, but clumsy as he was in his new body it was impossible.

[Chad32]

Klaxter heard movement. That could only mean one thing! He unsheathed his claws and charged towards the direction of the sound. What he found was defintely not a Galardian, but he didn't know what it was. "You look weird." He said in the way that children typically say whatever they happen to be thinking at the moment. He lowered his voice, as he had learned to do around non-Howlers. Usually Howler voices were high pitched, and on the loud side.

[Damien]

Damien didn't know what this creature, that appeared to be made out of lava, was saying, but he heard the word weird. How could oyu answer someone if oyu don't know what they said and how to speak their language. "Uh..." He has to stop himself from tripping over his own to feet when he turned around. "I can't understand you,"he said in English hoping this, thing, would get the idea.

[Chad32]

"You don't know Galard." Klaxter said. That meant talking was out. He wanted to know more, though. He had temporarily forgotten about the government, due to his childish attention span. So he just watched the guy. When Damien started moving away, he followed him.

[Damien]

For some reason Damien even notice Klaxtar was following him until he looked back behind him. Stopping suddenly he turned aorund to face the howler. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice didn't revel any hints to his current emotion, fear. This creature looked dangerous and if he didn't act carefully he could end up severely injured.

[Chad32]

"Bla bla bla." Klaxter said, knowing the other creature couldn't understand him. With enough speech, the translator ship would kick in, but the creature wasn't the most talkative thing in the galaxy. Klaxter did keep a look around for anyone coming after him.

[Damien]

The creature seemed to be mocking him, the last thing Damien wanted was to deal with an obnoxious tag along alien. "I don't have to deal with this,"Damien growled as as he began to flap his wings that were placed on his back. This was his first time flying but he didn't want to deal with this alien anymore, it was creepy. A few seconds latter he was a few feet above the ground and continuing higher. "Bye," Damien muttered and tried to fly off, it was obvious he wasn't an experience flier. Maybe he should go back to that town he saw a while back...