The Messiah and the Plague Doctor (Closed)

[Steel Jay]

A Rp created By Steel Jay, Miss Lovely Rita, and Red King.
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[Steel Jay]

Storyline

Caleb was a plague doctor-alchemist pining for his lost love, rotting from the inside out due to immortality, trying to find his cure. He lived in peace and solitude, working as a teacher in a school for rejects, until he met an odd student, Mahi.
Mahi was a leisurely time-traveler who, with her sister, sought Earth education, as she found its culture to be out of the norm. Mahi proved to be one of the first people to find out his secret and, thinking him a sad man, underwent a secret, elaborate scheme to give him an artificially-made human, a homunculus, named Moé.

Moé was created by Mahi’s daughter Valentine— the God of a parallel world called ‘Midgard’, where Mahi and her odd family came from— and was more cute than beautiful, more roughened than elegant.

Moé was given a fake ‘mission’ to save him from an unrealistically ubiquitous [but real] organization called the Time Government. Moé proved to be steadfast in her mission, and ‘saved’ him. Though she had yet to confess her deliberately planned love for him, Moé was possessed by a malevolent spirit—Bifrost—who forced Moé into a deep sleep, and Caleb into a haze.
Caleb was led to believe that he had new friends, and that he was in a warm relationship with Moé, but he did not realize it was an illusion crafted by the Queen of Lies.

Moé was finally saved—and Caleb was finally freed—by an eccentric individual named Kokopelli. Moé and Caleb decided to amend themselves over this mistake, and all was well.

Then there was Cirruleic.

Cirruleic was a prince of Midgard, and wanted Moé for his own, and proved a constant interference. Caleb, more annoyed than jealous, won a fight after Cirruleic threatened to bomb Earth with an atomic bomb the size of Jupiter.

Cirruleic’s corpse was taken and reanimated by Moé’s sadistic relative Mocha, and Mocha usurped his kingdom.



That was two years ago.



The day is winter, 2008, and a new force plans to threaten Moé and Caleb’s stability, and, possibly, Mocha’s army of undead patchwork zombies.

But who?.  

[Steel Jay]

Rules

Alright, there are a lot of them.
1.Steel Jay, Miss Lovely Rita, and Red King are the rulers of this place. We uphold the duty to withdraw anyone for the roleplay, yes, this is fair, we consult each other before giving someone the axe (if Red is not vacationing in the Bahamas for the month)
2.We uphold the right to add any rules if needed.
3.We will uphold a 3 strikes system, first rule broken warning, second rule broken, 3 day suspension, third rule broken, person will get axed.
4.We expect at least 3-4 sentences minimum, we want more though.
5.We want people to post at least, once every 5 days. We will need to be notified if it is going to be longer for any reason. This rp moves quite fast, faster than the minimal posting length of waiting.
6.Do not taunt Happy Fun Ball.
7.Enjoy the ride.
8.Comments and/or posts that we find "unsuitable" (racism, OOC abuse [posting ten OOC messages without having an in character post.], flaming another rper/rp, etc) will be examined and rper may get a strike.
9.Please, please, please, ask Rita if you get lost, we want rpers to post! We want you here!
10.If you god mod (you can dodge everything and/or all of your attacks hit and/or you control other peoples rpc's action), you are a bad person who no one likes.

Application Rules (written and dictated by Miss Lovely Rita, "I", "Me", will mean Miss Lovely Rita for this set of rules.)

1. Give me your app via PM, NEVER post in the forum.
2. I need to approve it first, as well.
3. If I see any problem with the app [like the character is unrealistic, see 4 and 5, hell, you should read all of the rules for further information] I'll walk you through it to improve your character. Any complaints that 'my friends like my character', or that I'm being too stingy is consideration for the axe. I'm one of the gods here.
4. You can have your character originate from earth, in a reasonable species [aka, "aliens" wouldn't be walking around without a human guise, etc.], from Midgard or Ataraxia [in which case you should pm me about the specifics].
5. You may use a picture, a description, or both, but please give credit to the author for the picture, and don't use copyrighted characters from any anime/manga.
6. The only species disallowed are angels/dark angels/gods. Gods are specific to the continuity, angels don't exist, and dark angels have the same rule.
7.We are looking for original characters/ideas! Please refrain from using descriptions such dark, mysterious, etc.
8.Title Pms, Hey, here is a profile!
9. DON'T MESS WITH THE CONTINUITY. Basically, you can not be a demon that is disobedient towards the current Leader of Hell [save for Taro], and don't say you are a sibling or friend of a character without the rpc's owner given permission. I'm a stickler about this, since I wrote a lot of the continuity myself.
10.Oh, and here is the skeleton:

Username:
Name:
Age:
Species:
Homeworld:(Earth, Midgard, or Ataraxia)
History:
Personality:
Appearance:

Description of the Worlds

Earth: Just normal present-day earth. Nothing needs to be explained in detail because it is present day.
Midgard: A world paralell to Earth, but 60 times larger in size. The home of the odd Montblanc family, which Moé is a part of. It is a land where magic is revered over science, to the point where scientists are declared lunatics. Likely species here are humans with odd hair and eye colors, and demons. It has a culture uniquely its own, and two kingdoms: Nifl, which is self-governed after the fall of its prince, and Muspel, which is hidden within the mountains.
Ataraxia- the end result of dreams, this is the place where creativity goes to live when it becomes sentient. Likely beings here are mythological creatures and 'imaginary friends'. Being transported to said world results in almost instant-- but inevitable-- insanity from the bizarre culture and architecture.  

[Steel Jay]

Updates

None Currently.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Profiles

[Hi! I'm Miss Lovely Rita, one of the higher-up mods. My rules are posted above ^_^]

Username: Steel Jay
Name: Caleb Crowhart
Age: Tells anyone who speaks with him that he is 34, actually is 397.
Species: Human
Homeworld: Earth
History: Caleb is, was a plague doctor during the early century. Becoming interested in the study of Alchemy, he became a alchemist, using it to help those sick with the plague. Then, he had heard of a potion called "The Elixer of Life". Caleb dedicated his time to creating such a brew, 14 years later, he had created a potion. Using it, he became immortial. In the late 18th century, he had met a young, sweet woman in carivale. Falling greatly in love, only to have it sour when he found her dead, killed by a clan of vampires, who he hunted after his village was attacked by such "beasts". Swearing vengence, he killed the entire clan. After moving to America, he began to disent into a quiet state, not even leaving his new found home. In 1983, he found a piece of miscolored flesh, cutting into it, he found disgusting flesh. He removed it from his body. Slowly he found more of this miscolored flesh. Ever since, he has been rotting from the inside out.
Personality: Caleb is monotonal. His other real emotions are when he is extremely annouyed (Moé refers to it as Mr.Lemming) where he will try to attack all, or when he extremely angered by someone's appearance (and it forced to go into combat) and becomes agile, wily, and deadly. When "his student" shows affection to him by hugging, kissing, etc. Most of his skin turns a deep shade of red.
Appearance:Caleb Crowhart (credit goes to zyanthia on deviantart.). 6'3''.

Username: Miss Lovely Rita
Name: Moé Kura-Dupin
Age: 21 [Immortal]
Species: Homunculi
Homeworld: Midgard
History:
A messiah, born from the mind of Her-- the Lady of the Lanterns-- and given a duty by her assigned conscience to protect, and get along with, an odd Earth man. Blinded by childhood infatuation, she traveled from time to time period, witnessing world events… but she eventually found him! Albeit spirit possession, a former love of his, and a particularly nasty suitor threatened to break her will, she fought on, and has succeeded in remaining as his student/maid/lover/whatever for about two years now.
Personality:
Cute as a button in body and soul, Moé has a dog-like dedication to her ‘Sir’, a certain Caleb Crowhart. Determined to do whatever he wishes, whenever he wishes, she will blindly attack anything that gets in the way of that want. Innocent, naïve, and more than a little gullible, she is a great cook and cleaner, and is a master at making guns, bullets, clocks, and various little gizmos. She is not without her faults, however…
Appearance: She has round golden eyes and wavy, curly dark-red hair that goes down to an inch past her shoulders. She wears a white short-sleeved business shirt, a brown corset with little brass gear motifs on it, black shorts, black fingerless welding gloves, brass goggles, and metal brass lace-up boots. Her lips are pink due to maraschino-cherry colored blood. Has a buxom DD-figure, and has a round, childlike face. Not the prettiest woman in the world, but is still pretty cute.

Username: Miss Lovely Rita
Name: Loki
Age: ??? [Immortal]
Species: Homunculi
Homeworld: Midgard
History:
The infamous Norse god of trickery and mischief, Loki has had his visage copied into various myths, artworks… even video games and anime! He remains as famously devious as usual, and he has a certain plot up his sleeve…
Personality:
Devious, silver-tongued, and a charmer, Loki has had more illegitimate children than Kokopelli and all the other gods combined. His children are mythological beasts, such as the Midgard serpent, and one of his sons is Lovelace, also known as Satan.
He was resurrected and freed from Hel by Cirruleic—Moé’s former suitor— and, although he loves his ‘sister’ Moé very much, his lust for mishief is far more encompassing.
Appearance: One red and one green eye; his hair is bright, Crayola red, and curls like Moé’s. Very handsome, he wears a diamond-checkered suit with alternating black and brown diamonds, with a white undershirt, a black velvet ribbon, black slacks, and black dress shoes, with black gloves.

Username: Miss Lovely Rita
Name: Ankoku ‘Ann’ Zarathustra
Age: 21 [Immortal]
Species: Goddess of Fate
Homeworld: Midgard
History:
A highly-disturbed woman, she is the third child born to the Zarathustra family, alongside her sisters Chryseis and Mocha, and her brothers Jikoku and Leon. Suffering from a delusion [later proven true] that her father had intentions to kill and eat her, she ran away with the mute Kokopelli, who cured her form being a shut-in. She is in a sisterly relationship with Moé, and is on good terms with Caleb.
Personality:
Ann is a motherly, somewhat sultry girl—albeit very odd for her virginal status. She holds a deep but sadly unrequited love for her caretaker Kokopelli, and assists him in caring for homeless people and orphaned children. She is a fortuneteller, and secretly detests her constant diet of water, fish and rice.
Appearance: A beautiful-bodied C-figure, with creamy skin. She wears a light brown ethnic costume; it is a halter top with brown leather straps with decorative designs cut out in the non-provocative parts, with a long trailing cloth belt with golden hoops pierced into it, and a loincloth-esque matching skirt with is straps attached by similar little golden rings. She has very long butt-length brown-blonde hair with golden beads here and there, and wears a lot of golden bangles which glitter in the sunlight. She wears wedge-sandals with cloth ties. Her eyes are purplish pink, and her eyebrows are slightly thick.

Username: Miss Lovely Rita
Name: Kokopelli
Age: ??? [Immortal]
Species: ???
Homeworld: ???
History:
Nobody knows who he is, where he comes from, what his voice sounds like, or what his face looks like under that cowl. He probably doesn’t even know himself.
Personality:
A very eccentric character, Kokopelli is a Buddhist komuso monk who has dedicated his immortal life to helping the poor and unforgiven out of his own pocket. He communicates by using gestures that are easily understood, regardless of how complex and fast-paced his argument is. He is known to collect abused or abandoned children similar to the Pied Piper of Hamelin, to give them to unfertile, financially stable couples.
He communicates by using gestures that are easily understood, regardless of how complex and fast-paced his argument is.
He cannot comprehend love, as a conversation between him and his best/only friend Caleb proves; he says himself that he views Ann as nothing but a person to help, but feels sorry that he is causing her ‘some sort of pain’.
Appearance:
With skin as pale as bleached paper, a lack of blood, internal organs, and the capacity to love, Kokopelli is an odd one indeed. He wears a komuso uniform [image courtesy of wikimedia] with white hakama. 6’2’’. His hair is untidy and black, and a 3-inch-wide, collarbone-length lock is on either side of his face; the rest of his hair is midlength, save for untidy, shorter bangs. Nobody has seen under his cowl, but rumor says its malformed.

Username: protoblues
Name: William Drake

Age: 884 (Would appear 24, but his armor makes it difficult to discern)

Appearance: William stands about 5 feet 11 inches tall, and wears thick, heavy, silver platemail that covers almost every inch of his body. He wears a cross helm that makes his face near impossible to see, though if you could, you would see short, light brown hair, brown eyes, and veeeeeery pale skin (a result of being in his armor constantly). His armor is covered in scratches, dents, and rust, since he can't remove it, and therefore can't repair it. On the front of the cuirass is an engraving of a phoenix, which flashes different colors whenever he feels a strong emotion. He weilds a Scottish longsword, and wears a blood-red cape. Since the last two items are the only equipment he can take care of, he does his best to keep them in top condition.

History: William's tale begins in the year 1147, or around the start of the Second Crusade. He was working as a mercenary for Spain, and fighting alongside their troops in the Middle East. As he fought, one person in particular caught his interest. A knight, roughly his size, in a shabby suit of silver platemail, which he never seemed to take off. "It seems a shame to waste a perfectly good suit of armor on someone who won't even take care of it. I'll just wait until he perishes and take it off his corpse." William's oppurtunity came when a group of muslims bum-rushed the knight. Rather than intervene, he simply waited until the enemies overwhelmed the knight. He quickly felled the few foes that survived the skirmish, fueled by his greed, and stole the armor off of his fallen comrade. Not long after he put it on, he realized that he couldn't remove it. He also realized that he no longer felt hungry, thirsty, or weary. After the Second Crusade, William continued his mercenary work, and eventually went on to fight in the Third Crusade. By this time he realized that he did not age, in addition to the other "gifts" bestowed by the armor. He found his way onto Midgard completly by accident. When charging a group of enemy soldiers during the Third Crusade, he slashed at them with his sword. Instead of hacking through his enemies, he hacked through space and time, and just kept on charging. When he finally stopped, he was in Midgard. A few centuries have passed since then, and he still fights for whoever pays the most. His ultimate goal, however, is the lifeblood of the Messiah, which will grant him true immortality, and (he hopes) let him take his armor off for the first time in hundreds of years.

 

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moé had just finished cooking dinner, and had invited her friends Kokopelli and Ann as well. Or, really, Ann invited the both of them.
Moé didn't really mind, she liked company.
Looking around in confusion, she took out a broomstick and hit the roof of the home a few direct times.
"Loki, did you eat the lettuce?"
"N-No, Sis!", he protested weakly, like a caught child.
Moé grumbled slightly and made an easy replacement.
She placed the food on the dinner table, and when she was about to serve herself, Loki, like a flash, helped himself to the finest-cooked morsels-- which she had saved for Caleb-- and bolted off.
"Damn it, Loki!"  

[Steel Jay]

Stumps of Candles were lit as a ghastly man sat in the dark room on a leather chair. A large, aged tome laid across his lap as he read. A ghostly white hand came from the raven black robe and reached across a yew wood table, taking a raven feather quill, he jotted a note on the bottom of the page. Of course, he was no where near a cure in his mind, but his student persisted him.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Kokopelli entered through a portal quietly [as usual].
He communicated, via gesture, that Moé was making Midgardian foods this time, and that Loki was all too eager to steal it. He knew of Caleb's lack of need to eat, but insisted that Moé's feelings would be hurt.
Kokopelli then reflected how odd it was that Loki only appeared at the right time to tell a lie, stir up trouble or eat.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb looked up, to see Kokopelli. "...It would seem that would be for the better." Caleb placed the book down. He sighed as he came back to his yew wooden heels. "What has she made today?"  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Kokopelli gestured to form the words, 'mashed yewpotatoes with fleecebutter, and cured, roasted cockatrice, and medium-rare halogriph', as he led Caleb to the dining room out of courtesy. He saw Ann, and, slightly out of shame, he flinched, and continued on with the directions.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb instinctively followed Kokopelli up the stairs, out of the dimly lit room and into the dining room. Pulling out a seat to the right of Moé and sat down. He helped began himself.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moé eagerly awaited a response, and then Ann coughed.
"I-I'm allergic to paprika!"
Moé blinked.
"I didn't put paprika in-- agh!"
She looked upwards.
"Stop it, or I won't feed you!"
Loki, on the roof, made a sound like a whimpering dog and fell silent.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb looked towards his student. "...Will this be able to transfer though my mask?" He questioned.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moé gasped.
"Oh, I nearly forgot!"
She placed a small paper on his forehead to phase things through his mask.
"There, sir."  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb lifted the fork to his mask, the fork went though the mask and into his mouth. The fork came back out clean. Caleb continued to eat, showing his approval.