Character Creation Guide

First thing I want to touch base on is Character creation. This can be a tricky process, if you've never done text based rp before. I know the system we run here can be a little confusing, and word counts can be daunting, so I will take you through a step by step process of creating your own character here on Anime Multiverse.  I will fill out a sample sheet below. This will be the character sheet of Sera Ikari, one of our main admin's characters.


Name: Sera Ikari
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Birthdate: 12/11/1991
Sexual Preference: Straight
Extras: Battle scar down her back from a vicious slash from one of the demons of the rifts.

World: Fairy Tail
Race: Human Mage

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (I do what I want, when I want, and only for me. If I choose to act for others, I can.)
Personality: Sera is not to be confused with a warrior of justice. In no way shape or form does she fight for others. Her motive is simply survival, and to escape the things that come to haunt her. She is stout, steadfast, and unyielding. She doesn't care whether you are good or bad, a sinner, or a saint. If she chooses to help you, she will, and the inverse is also true. If in any way you threaten her safety, or the safety of those she's taken under her ward, then you forfeit your own life. Merciful is a temperament that a knight follows, Sera is no knight. She is a warrior, plain and true, and her motive is not the destruction of you, but if you make it so that is unavoidable, it's nobody's fault but your own. Sera, despite her hard shell, is actually quite caring. She's been known to take in stray animals and nurse them to health. She used to have a hunting dog that was with her because of her care for it. Bloodthirsty is a term to define those without conscience or conviction. Sera has conviction, she is convicted to keep herself alive no matter the cost. She is convicted to take care of those who remind her of herself. But if it comes down to her or you, the choice has already been made. A stout friend, a competent caretaker, a survivalist to the core, and a woman you don't want to fuck with. (See what was done there, aside from the cursing, she just summarized the main points of her character's personality to fill up word counts. Do that, as much as you can, it can make that 250 words seem like a cakewalk.)

Likes:

• Animals: She loves stray animals, because they provide a kind of companionship that humans often cannot give.
  
• Combat: What better way to hone your skills than against a worthy opponent.
  
• Cake: Cake is the lifeblood of society, the sweet and soft texture provide an experience like no other.
  
• Travelling: She's been doing it since she was young, travel is her favorite thing to do.
  

Dislikes:

• Pie: How dare you criticize the cake master race with your gooey fillings.
  
• Mindless Slaughter: If you have a reason to kill someone, do it to their face, in a fair fight, otherwise, you're just a coward.
  
• Animal Abuse: If you hurt her fuzzy's she'll hurt you.
  
• Drunkards: Limit yourself, if you cannot even discipline yourself in the way of the drink, how do you plan to discipline yourself in combat.
  

Motivations:

• Finding an opponent: Sera has traveled across the land, searching far and wide, trying to find an opponent that won't go down after a few hits from her magic blade Endymion
  
• Destruction of the Rifts: She's seen places that she never should have, and fought things that came from nightmares. She has seen enough and hopes to abolish these abominations from the face of the earths.
  

Fears:

• Sera fears the creature beyond the rifts. She knows it watches, she knows it wants to be feared, and she's just human enough to oblige it.
  
• Sera fears the destruction of all, because if all is lost, how can she face worthy opponents.
  
• Sera has an innate fear of the dark, once she saw beyond the rifts, her mind drifted, and the insanity took over. She hopes to never let that happen again.
  

Weight: 130 lbs
Height: 5'10"
Hair: Medium length black hair.
Eyes: Her eyes are an almond shape with a red pupil.
Accessories: She wears a necklace that her father gave her.
Overall Appearance: When in battle, Sera wears her black armor, it is sleek enough to maneuver in, while also being sturdy enough to take a hit. She also has a black face mask with red lines across it to accent the color. When not in combat her clothing usually includes a sleek black business suit with a red tie, and for more casual occasions, a white tank top, with black baggy sweatpants. When dressing for bed, she usually wears a sleek black and white striped pajama suit, that accents her hip line and bust perfectly. She usually wears white underwear, and not often does that get revealed. She has an average bust, that seems larger than it actually is, but that never bothered her because large busts interrupt battle, and that just wouldn't be fun. She usually wears her hair down, or in a bun on the back of her head. She always prioritizes comfort over style, and is capable of materializing her own clothes with her make magic.


Sera was born just outside of Hargeon with her mother, father, and many siblings. They took great care of her, and taught her many things, the main thing that was taught to her, was the way of the sword. Her father was a Rune Knight, a powerful mage that was able to create weapons and creatures with the power of flame, which was channeled through his mighty blade Endymion. Endymion was a legendary blade, said to give the user untold strength and agility, but the wielders know that it was only good for channeling magic, and fueling the user with magical power to create efficient battle items, or clothes depending on your affinity. He retired at the age of 40, after he had a few kids, and settled down outside of Hargeon, where his wife would take employment with the local Guild Blue Pegasus.

His days were spend tending the garden, cleaning the house, and teaching his daughter to kick ass. Sera's other brothers and sisters were more in tune with their natural magic, so they were able to form skills with different types of magic, and many of them joined the guild. They made good money, and their home prospered. Sera, however had a different plan. She wasn't as skilled with her own magic as the others, but when it came to usage of the blade, she was second to none. Her plan was to leave home once she had gained the necessary mastery, and join the Rune Knights to emulate her father. She trained daily, getting better and better. One day, however, her training changed from swordplay, to something else.

Her father came into the dojo he had build with a strange rod. The rod was black as night, and emanated a strange aura. He explained that the rod was a magical item, and it would teach her to get used to holder type magics. She took it, however the weight of the magic in the item proved too much, and she collapsed. The next day she was back at it. It took her 2 months before she was even able to hold the rod without fainting. She began to learn how to give and take magic from the item, and convert it into her own personal element. After 3 years she began to gain the skills of her father, as her element coincidentally turned out to be fire. She was 16 at this time, she was a master of the sword, and a fire mage in training. She learned to mold the flames to her will, to create spectacular things. She learned of the logistics of the magic, and she put it to good use.

On her 18th birthday her entire family surrounded her, all of her brothers and sisters held the rank of A rank mages in their guild, and were responsible for many completed missions, but today was not a day to boast of their accomplishments, today was a day to celebrate Sera's. The cake was had, she loved the cake, and the festivities were grand. At the end of the party her father ordered his children to clear the dojo. They all surrounded as the cleaned out area hosted only Sera and her father. He pulled out the training rod and tossed it to his daughter, and then retrieved one of his own. The two mages stood off against one another.

The rods ignited as the two channeled their power into them. The dashed forward, the clash was audibly loud, and visibly powerful. The flames lashed out in a circle around them before dissipating into the air around them. They hopped back from the clash, the flames gathering around their feet to slow their trot. The flames were in such neat control that nothing around them, not even the wood of the floor, or the paper of the walls was scorched. They weren't even warm. This is what happens when two masters of control clash. Collateral damage is only a thing that happens to the powerfully weak, her father used to say, and now it is known why. All the power one could ever need, and intricate control. These are the things that turned you from a powerful warrior, into a deadly machine of precision.

The two clashed multiple times, the rods smacking against one another as the flames cycled in the air. Sera made a motion as a wolf appeared behind her made of flame. Her father did the same, a Tiger coming into fruition from his flames. The two beasts clashed as the casters did. Sera overpowered her father pushing him back. Her father ordered his beast to attack, and it lunged for Sera's throat. Sera snapped her fingers, and her wolf intercepted the beast, wrestling it to the ground and tearing at it until the magic broke. Her father was on the ground, and the flaming aura around her rod was in the shape of a blade, pointed at her father's throat. The duel had ended.

Sera was calm in victory, but the same cannot be said for her father in defeat. He was visibly upset, but more proud of his daughter's achievements. The family applauded their youngest. She had deserved what she was about to receive. Her father came back moments later with a black cloth draped across his arms. He unwrapped the cloth to reveal a dark black sheath, with glowing red accent lines adorning the blade. She released the blade from the sheath, she recognized the sensation, it was just like the rods that her and her father just fought with. The blade fed her power and she fed back, a perfect cycle.

Her father bowed before speaking. He told her of the origins of the magical blade Endymion of which she now held, and told her of it's powers. He expressed his pride, and his insistence that she had earned the blade. She gracefully accepted. Her father and family spent the night speaking, and celebrating. For the next day, she would head to the capital.

4 years passed and the now 22 year old Sera was a fully fledged member of the Rune Knights. She had combated many Dark Guilds, and dispatched threats to humanity, but what was about to happen transcended all of that. She was relaxing in the common room one day as a Rune Knight dashed into the corridor screaming. He urged them to come quickly, as the sky was breaking. Sera, of course, did not get the gist of what he was saying, but she followed him anyway. What she saw was not something she was prepared for. There was a hole in the sky, growing larger, and all that could be seen beyond was darkness. The hole seemed to fall, the sky it once damaged being perfectly in tact, it faded into the distance. Sera had no choice. She released her flames in the form of wings and used them to glide to the ground. She summoned a horse of solidified flames, and rode on it after the hole.

She arrived to the crash site in 2 days time. The hole was massive, and it seemed to sit on the ground like some kind of monument. So Sera did the only logical thing, she stepped into it. What she saw was not something she was prepared for. Giant red eyes in the black of space, and a single light at the end. She ran for the light, eager to see what was beyond the hole, and eager to break eye contact. Voices echoed through her head. She felt as if she was no longer in control of her own body. She ran, the voices penetrating her mind. She went mad for a moment, and crashed into reality. Around her was the hustle and bustle of a busy city, men working, the familiar banging sound of a worker at his forge. And the penetrating roar of a war horn.

Towards the sound of the horn 4 men came running, their armor was strange, seemingly made from the scales of defeated creatures, and they held impossible swords, hammers, and bows on their backs. She did not know what they were running towards, but she was like to find out. She ran towards the sound of combat, and has been running ever since.

(you don't have to write as much as me, I promise, I like tripled the word requirement.)

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That is a basic sheet, minus the history length, that's the average of what you are going to see. And that's how the sheet is filled out. It is very easy. And any questions about it can be submitted to the FAQ, or to one of us directly via private message or the chatbox. Don't be shy.