Your Player's Backstory

[EdwardWarlock]

Does your character(s) have a backstory not covered by OutSpark? Mine does:

Edward Warlock comes from a wealthy fighter bloodline. Even at a young age, he was always been disgusted with how brash his father and brother's bloody and brutal their battle tactics were, so he swayed away from the harsh techniques of his family to learn magic from a disgruntled old bum of a wizard who shall remain nameless.

One day his brother challenged him to battle (after noticing a huge lack in Edward not showing up for planned training), and in a last ditch effort to dodge a fatal strike from his overzealous sibling, Edward charred his brother's hand with magical fire. This action revealed to his father that he had indeed studied magic, and he was cast out of his family's home and the wealth that came along with it.

Still a youth (and now broke), Edward began to live in the streets and the alleyways with the bum wizard that trained him earlier. Eventually the bum died from sickness and hunger, but not before giving Mr. Warlock more teachings of magic. Edward became severely depressed, and he turned to drinking to curb his feelings and emotions.

Eventually he returned home, where his father again challenged him to battle his brother. In a drunken rage, Warlock froze his brother to death, prompting his father to attack him as well. Edward was barely able to stave off his father's attacks, but he was severely scarred on his back and his palms are permanently marked with sword cuts. He now wears gloves to cover up the ordeal and full mage garb to hide the markings on his backside.

He still continues to drink, and he now travels Isya as a drunk teacher and killer for hire. He has been known to attack his students and steal money and items whenever possible, and is currently banned from entering Roumen and the Scaffold Execution Ground for a long stem of petty crimes that he has not answered to. He has been known to fart in battle to throw off opponents and urinate and take number 2's on defeated rivals, or the current map for that matter. He never let's anyone touch his hands, and is never seen without full mage gear on, unless he's at a whore house having sex. He seems to have large collection of rare and powerful artifacts and weapons, although no one really knows how he got them. It is rumored that he returns to family's estate (in secret) when they are away on campaigns to pillage the home....

What's your player's backstory?

[Mindspank]

My name is Spankus Mindus Maximus, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, GM Dakkon. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next.

[JamieBear]

Jamie McGee was a normal, everyday kid. He had a loving family, fine italian mounts, and a large beautiful mushroom to call home. But that was all about to change.

One lovely morning, when Jamie was about 10, his parents were trampled to death by slimes during a tragic, brutal slimecore moshpit. He was devistated.

After that, he took to performing on on the sidewalk for copper. Drinking T3 liquer and LF hookers whenever he could. ........ Until a magical morning.

A mysterious man approached Jamie one day and offered to change his life forever. The old man tought Jamie the art of Kung Fu, Ju Jitsu, Tai Kwon Do, and Interpretive dancing. He was ready to get his revenge on the slime kingdom.

He fought ferociously. His skills where fierce. His technique was flawless. His dance moves where soul-touching. The battle had almost ended, when Our Hero slipped on slime intestines and got trampled by the slimes.

Native American Werebears found him and fixed him up. Jamie had suffered a terrible injury and forgot his entire past. The werebears took him in to their family and gave him the name JamieBear. They tried teaching him kung fu again, but JamieBear suffered too much brain damage and went psycho.

The deranged JamieBear, still to this day, believes he has magical, arcane powers. He throws rocks and handfuls of mud at beasts, under the impression that he is casting spells.











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Lol, sorry my story sucks. I'm a horrid writer. I really liked your idea and story so i thought i should contribute. I'm sad more people haven't written stories D=.

Ah, well i hope you guys enjoyed.... again..... sorry! I suck at creative writing.

[a.L]

When a man loved a woman very much...

*fast forward about 9 months*

Intuition was born.

[Ralath]

You skipped the good parts. D:

[Senyx The Soulless one]

When the Gods created Isya, They saw the beauty in their creation, And began creating life, They made everything balanced. For there to be humans, There had to be monsters, And so on, But one god was not like the others, And wanted to make a point, In his confidence, He created hismelf a single son, And he saw that this would be the greatest warrior in all the land, The god taught the boy many things, Why things happened, He taught him to fight, Read, Forge weapons, All the things that formed the backbone of practical Isyan society. And as the God was saying goodbye to his creation, And before the Great Ascent, The boy struck the god down and took his sword. As he was descending, The god cast magic on him, And one of his eyes would be permanently the color of the darkest spilled blood. As the boy touched down in Roumen, He knew that he was no human, And could feel no emotion toward them as well. So he was to become strong enough to return to the heavens and destroy the gods for creating him. It was not much longer after that, A society of Assassins had taken him in, His training was brutal to say the least, And the scar across his right arm would be the proof, Since the chief of the Clan had taken him in, His name ould automatically end in "-son" And when the guards asked the boy his name, HE could think of only one thing. Serum. But as smart as people are, They can't read OR spell around here. So they put it up as C'rim-Son. And as you can see. The warrior has roamed the land, Becoming steadily stronger, And the wrath of the Gods of Isya grow.

[Mindspank]

On December 15th, 2007 the gods, pending approval of their leave form to go home for christmas, were bored. So they cruised the vast information resource available only to the gods, known as the interwebs. They visited various websites. Some of them involving funny pictures of felines in ambiguous situations with funny captions, others involved pictures of goddesses involved in not so ambiguous situations, with no captions whatsoever, scantily clad. Some of these sites involved data retreival websites, where anything your heart desires could be yours, with the click of your mouse and a little bit of patience, because your free internet you were leeching off of sucked.

It was on this type of website, on this day, the gods saw an advertisement for a world in which to escape the burdens of being a god, known as Isya. So the gods researched Isya, and their rulers, Outspark, and decided to participate in the ever evolving creation of this world. But all was not sunshine and rainbows. The download was fraught with peril, for unbeknownest to the gods, other users on his internet were playing WoW.

The gods LOATHED this digital abomination, and sought to postpone this menace, or block the port mapping through the router to which the gods had less than scrupulously gained access to.

Ports blocked, WoW defeated, Neighbors yelling so loudly "NO I JUST GOT AN EPIC DROP AND NOW MY INTERNET DOESNT WORK!! IM SUING THE ISP!!", the gods were free to begin the journy into the creation of Isya. The gods then created their first child, RedCell. RedCell was a strong warrior, the bravest in all the land. But while patrolling the streets of Roumen, The gods saw something they desired even more than being the bravest warrior.

For low and behold, another warrior of a different type brandished a flashing bow. So bedazzled by the witchery of this warriors bow, the gods saught to befriend him.

"Halt I say to thee. I prithee ask, what is your christian name?"

"Dragunov"

"Dragunov, a curious name. What type of witchery is that bow you hold before you?"

"It's a +9 lvl 20 bow. Want it? Ill sell it to you for 500s. It has enhanced stats and damage."

"Stats? I fear I do not understand the tongues in which you speak, friend."

"Too bad bro. Its a good deal. Oh I gotta go, later dude."

"Wait, stranger!"

And he was gone. Inspired by this stranger, the gods birthed another creation. Superior to RedCell in every way, they named him "Mindspank".

To this very day, Mindspank vigilantly patrolls the darkest ruins in search of the fabled Level 50 Blue Bow, still chasing on the coat tails of the stranger he met so long ago.

Thats my story.

[Phantom Badger]

I was a cop who got shot.

[kirbysprite]

I was from Dreamland, I was pixelated and small. I ate a noob, and never let the power go...

[Aryiia]

The death of Bijou...


When Bijou died, and spread his energies across Isya on that faithful day. One of the Soul Stones, came of itself to the goddess Teva. When she had saw of what had become of her ally, she used bits of her magical energies to form a baby child. Some say that the Elven woman that Bijou fell in love with, gave the fertility Teva needed. The child was created, and Teva named him Aryiia. To honor Bijou, she placed the child in slumber. So Aryiia's magical engeries can harmonize with Bijou's to purify the world Bijou and Teva so dearly loved...

However, a piece of Aryiia's conciseness broke free from Teva's spell and was physically born through a descendant of the Elven woman once involved with Bijou. Now, Aryiia has become as now "Teva's Half-Angel", he grew up as a normal boy, untill about 11. He started to realize his magical potential, he after, begins training to become a powerful Mage. With the guidance of Teva, Aryiia is now forging his own path through history