Einherjar

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Well, it was a nip and tuck battle, but with the help of my trusty eraser, I think I got my pic of Lunar Lupun to come out all right. What a pain. I hope you like it Lupun

-Pep

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Wooo! I love it, thanks! That's going up with AK's Lupun as my background.

The head was an aftertought more than anything, not happy with the stance, I am thinking of redoing it, but it seems I have gotten quite a responce from my commission thread.

Boom! It's here!

SHORYUKEN!

Bah, now the camera isn't working properly... nevertheless I present Atomic Knight taking it to the Skulls! Taking it to the Skulls

And I am done (love my job) Will take a picture of it tonight and post it. All I have to say about it is...

SHORYUKEN!

Hehe.... very nice, gave me a good chuckle.

You should deffinetly submit them for the CoH comic. I am sure you could get in with a couple of these

(Or ask them to do a Public Service Announcment series in the comic <.&lt

Hehe, love it all!

Since you already mentioned liking Lupun's costume...

-nudges his screenshots at her with a knowing smile-

I'll get started on yours tonight.

And it's my lunch hour, so here comes the Lupun shots!

Zack in his Civies
Zack raising his fist into the air and shouting "HENSHIN!" to transform
Zack spins in a whirlwing of gold power
Zack appears as the Lunar Lupun as he slows his spin
And Lupun in all his glory

Whee!

Just finishing up the sketch now, scanner is still borked so would you mind a picture of it till I get a scanner in

Oooh, very nice Atomic. If I ever get around to finding some decent screenshots of Lupun I will post them. In the mean time, I am already working on yours

Amazing, I will have to post some concept sketches of Lupun when I get home. Please mark me down for this Atomic, I would love to do an interpretation of your character.

Gotta be "Devil's Never Cry" - Capcom (Devil May Cry 3) for Lunar Lupun/Star Striker

S.A.D.I.S.T.S

The School for Athletic, Determined, Imaginitive, Scholastic and Tenacious Students has opened it's doors to the public.

We are a Arachnos supported School for the super powered villain. Lord Recluse believes you all to be destined warriors of his future empire, and we have been created to make sure this succeeds.

Our curiculum is focused on developing the all around knowledge and skills of our students. This includes Math, Science, English and Social Chaos. We are proud that we maintain a GPA of 2.5, and we are determined to keep this standard.

We also offer specific classes focused on development of powers. Each person put through the program is quickly placed into a specialized learning enviroment ment to focus and hone ones powers.

Field trips are very common and expected at least once every two weeks. Since we are an Arachnos sponsored program, Arbiters and Quatermasters will use their tools to assist your growth.

We expect the very best out of our students, do not dissapoint us.

Administrator,
Reonu Zell Michaels

((We are a medium to heavey RP group focused on a high school enviroment. Ages should be focused on 15-18 unless specified. We hope you all will please try us out.

Website: http://www.shredsofsanity.com/sadists/index.html

Please contact me at @Lunar Lupun to learn more.
Thank you everyone!))

That would be wonderful. As soon as we get some more people around I will make sure to get the word out. I will be sending some PMs to you, I am curious about how your last teenage SGs went.

Wow, very well done. I can not wait to see more from this story. Very well written, interesting characters and good dialogue.

Lunar Lupun – Act 1 – Birth of the Wolf

The winds of change always move the world. It is always around us. It shapes us. It controls us in the most subtle and yet most obvious ways. We think we have control of our fates, but we don’t. None of us do. We all sit and watch as our lives are pushed forward.

And these winds are a typhoon in Paragon City, dragging fate into it’s grasp.

Hell, that’s how I got here. These winds changed me, molded me into the man I am today… Well not really a man per say, but still it molded me. You see these winds touched me as soon as I was born. I am a mutant.

Now don’t be afraid. Not all of us mutants are like the Outcasts. Actually most of us are good, hard working people just wanting to get by. I mean we are still human beings, and not all of us are powerful enough to be heroes.

But I am one of those powerful ones. Have been since the powers first began to develop when I was so young… I think the winds began to shape me when I was in grammar school.

I would wonder the forest above my parent’s home. Nature seemed to call to me every waking moment. I felt I belonged out there among the trees, animals, and floral. I have always had a fascination with nature and the animals that dwell there.

My favorite was the wolf. It’s honor, it’s strength, it’s resourcefulness, it’s loyalty. I love the wolf. It was as if it is a mirror to my soul.

Maybe that was why it wasn’t surprising when I was 14 that the winds would call out my true power. I grew claws. Yup, that’s right, claws. Not only that, but it seemed like any wound was just a scratch to me. It was a rather disturbing sight for my parents… even more so for my school.

You see in Evergreen, being the small town that it is, mutants are really accepted. I was quickly kicked out of the school. Desperate my parents enrolled me into a private school in nearby Denver. It didn’t go well. I was kicked out after just 3 weeks for skipping to many classes. I couldn’t help it, I hate the city.

My parents decided to home school me. They wanted me to get an education no matter what. But it was harder than they though, and after a year or two gave up.

The wind returned, whispering into my parent’s ears to send me away. Send me to the eye of the hurricane. And they did.

I was in Paragon City.

OOC:
I am thinking of creating an academy for gifted youngsters on the Champion server, since I have not really seen any teenage geared SGs on that server yet. I would love to keep it up as a teaching area more than a group of superheroes, much like what I have seen on Virtue by the League of Young Heroes.

Please let me know what you think and if you would like to join!

I wish I never made that deal... It haunts me everyday of my life.

That’s to much for you weak minded. Let me start at the beginning...

I was 17, the pinnacle of my youth. My Celtic blood was strong, the warrior’s spirit ravished every vein in my body. The cold steel of a claymore, the thrill of the hunt. That was the time I was alive.

I don’t remember the date. I know it was before gunpowder, and bricks. My house itself was made of wood, cut down by my father’s bare hands. There was wilderness all around the house. We never saw any other soul. It was peaceful.

We hunted to live. That was me and my father’s duty. I can remember the cold nights and the hot days of the hunt. The blood pouring off our swords, the smell of the meat. It was my life. Even when we didn’t need food, I hunted.

My mother and sister stayed at home. They did the laundry, cooking, cleaning etc. You know, woman’s work. I know better now that it isn’t the case anymore, but back then it was true.

One night, while my father and I were in the hunt, they came. The snarling bat winged beasts. They crushed the west wall of the house, destroyed our home, and crucified my mom and sister on the wreckage.

We returned to find the demons feasting on my mom and sister. In a rage my father leaped at them. They caught him in mid air, and ripped one of his arms out. It was horrifying. They mauled his body. I watched and cried... I was so weak...

They turned to me and marched toward me. I could feel the sweat pour down my face. I would be next.

“Stop.” A voice echoed behind me. I turned to see a pale face warrior, a large katana at his side. The demons stepped back, and bowed to the man.

“You are a weakling. Not enough bravery to save your family.”

I turned my head in shame. It was true, I was weak.

“But I know how you like to prey on the weak. You do it everyday no mater what.”He walked up to me and grabbed my face, making me look at his pale face. “I’ll tell you what. You join me and I’ll revive them. I’ll show you worlds you never thought possible.”

I could save them. I could let them have their lives back.

“So what do you say boy?”

“Fine...”

And so my journey into hell started.

1) (And only active character at the moment):
Name: Zeir
Typre: Energy/Energy Blaster
Origion: Zeir was born in Scotland in the 13th century. He was brought up as a traditional scottish warrior and lived with his sister, and parents. One night the demons of hell began their attack on the english isles and destroyed Zeir's home, killing his family. Zeir made a deal with the demons to sell his soul to bring them back. In a tragic bit of irony he became immortal as was forced to watch them to die for one reason or another anyway. The centuries with the demons have changed Zeir into a cold, callous Incubi. His honor has been destroyed and he longs to spill blood.

Appearance: http://gainsboroughhigh.com/characters/zeircolor.jpg (This is a drawing of what Zeir REALLY looks like.)

Well since my character is very loosly based on Dante from Devil May Cry....

Theme Song: "The Devil's Cry" From the DMC3 Trailer.