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Isle of Lithonia
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Postby Isle of Lithonia » Sun May 03, 2015 1:44 pm

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The Official Archive for TKaG.




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Name of Character: Lieutenant Christopher Karlson

Sex: Male

Age: 25

Birthplace: Montana, USA.

Height, Weight, Body Type: 5' 11",

Bio: Christopher was born to members of a well-funded backwoods militia in Idaho. His father trained him to be a good hunter, survivalist, and guerrilla Freedom Fighter. Thus from an early age, he worked with AR-15s, AK-47s, RPGs, IEDs, dirty bombs, pistols, knives, and so on.

In his sixteenth year, the government cracked down on the militia, leading to a firefight wherein thirteen militiamen were killed, and twenty injured. One of the deaths was his father.

Stricken with grief and anger, Christopher headed off to the only place where he thought he could avoid his troubles: Seattle. He had romanticized life there, with the city lights, skyscrapers, and limitless possibilities. However, his dreams were hopelessly false, and he was forced to live on the streets.

After a string of events which he has kept to himself, he joined Chimera Industries (the corporation that built and owned Chimera Tower), and became one of their security guards. In his nineteenth year, he was personally given a Demon Familiar by Balaam, and he soon became the top Lieutenant in the Chimera Security Department.

RP Example: Nope.

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: Good street-fighter, physically strong.

Weaknesses: Tends to go overboard with his violence, and his stamina is lower as a result of his chain-smoking.

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Theme Song: Nocturnal Bloodlust-Desperate




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Name of Demon: Jessica Lightheart

Demon Rank: Blue

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 29

Special Power: Bullet Enhancement: This ability allows her (and her host) to manipulate the basic structure of her bullets, changing their effects. At this point, she can create exploding, armor-piercing, scatter, and stun bullets.

Weapon Form: Assault Rifle

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight: 5'10", 155 lbs

Sex Orientation: Mostly Asexual

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

Strengths: Fears no-one, and received intense military training when she was living.

Weaknesses: Reckless, cares little for the lives of others, arrogant.

Birthplace: New York, USA.

Bio: In the 1980s, Jessica was born to a fascist middle-class family in America. From an early age, she was indoctrinated in Aryan fascist doctrine, and dedicated her whole life to it.

When she turned 20, she joined the United States Army, and served actively until her death. By the time she was 29, she was heavily decorated, even having been awarded a silver star for her heroic actions in the War in Afghanistan. However, she was killed when her squad encountered heavy resistance from Afghan jihadists.

Theme Song: Judea




Character Powergrid
Basic Powergrid
INT: 5
STR: 13 (12+1=13)
DUR: 11 (12-1=11)
SPD: 7
FS: 11 (10+1=11)


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Name of Character: Queen Yuri

Sex: Female

Age: Unknown

Birthplace: Japan

Height: 5'11"

Bio: Honestly, we know very little about her life. What we do know is that her and her demon rose through the demon ranks, ultimately leading them to becoming Queens of Hell.

Extra Information: Not Required


Sex Orientation: Lesbian

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

Theme Song: Red Lipstick




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The only known demon to take the form of a bird.

Name of Demon: Cor

Demon Rank: White

Sex: Female

Age at Death: Unknown

Special Power: Ooooo... ungh... Oh god, yes...: Whomever Yuri sets her heart upon is given the most wondrously sensual feelings whilst around her. Such feelings may include ecstasy, fluttering of the heart, swooning, salivating, dizziness, and all the many feelings that come with being aroused. Of course, these only occur when Yuri gives Cor the go-ahead, and she has the ability to end it at any time.

Weapon Form: O-Wakazashi

Extra Information: Not Required


Height: 1'3"

Sex Orientation: Asexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Birthplace: Japan

Theme Song: The Raven Talks Backwards




Character Powergrid

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INT: 14
STR: 9
DUR: 13
SPD: 10
FS:: 12

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Name of Character: Matthius Nightingale

Sex: Male

Age: 22

Birthplace: Japan

Height: 5'10"

Bio: Will be revealed later. Just know that it is somewhat tragic.

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths:
  • He's a goddamned philosopher, constantly thinking about the deeper things of existence.
  • One of his favorite pastimes is freerunning, which he is quite good at.
  • His ability to empathize is quite exceptional.

Weaknesses:
[list][*]Although thinking about the deeper questions of life is a good thing, if one concentrates solely upon them, one can get lost in their thoughts. And honestly, Matthius often loses touch with reality, spending too much time in the ethereal world of his own mind.
[*]Empathy may be a virtue, but this can cause Matthius to become so occupied with the burdens of others that he forgets to think of his own interests.
[*]Matthius often works himself to the bone to help those under his care. Sometimes this leads him to working himself until he literally collapses.

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Theme Song: Nihilism




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Name of Demon: Jasmine Fisher

Demon Rank: Blue

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 18

Special Power: Fit of Rage-to be revealed.

Weapon Form: Finger Blade

Extra Information: Not Required


Height: 4'6"

Sex Orientation: Bisexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Birthplace: Unknown

Bio: To be revealed

Theme Song: O Willow Waly




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 13 (12+1=13)
STR: 6
DUR: 11 (10+1=11)
SPD: 10 (9+1=10)
FS:: 9


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Name of Demon: Nora Nightingale, "Phantom Reaper"

Sex: Female

Age at death: 17

Demon Rank: White/Death Incarnate

Birthplace: Japan

Height: 5'5", 130 lbs

Special Power: Death-Force Manipulation, Grim Reaper Physiology, Death Form which enhances SPD/DUR/and FS by two points each while reducing INT and STR by three points, Phantasm Manipulation.

Spirit Weapon: Scythe

Bio: TBR

Extra Information: Not Required


Sex Orientation: pansexual

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

Theme Song: Going Hollow




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 11
STR: 14
DUR: 14
SPD: 12
FS:: 14
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Postby The Flame Dawn » Sun May 03, 2015 2:38 pm

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Name of Character: Ahri Kettu

Sex: Female

Age: 16

Birthplace: Japan

Height, Weight, Body Type: 62 Inches. 106 Pounds, Straight Body Type.

Bio: Ahri was born into a family of musicians. While she was growing up she was taught how to the violin and had discovered one of her academic passions, the history of military. When she was 12 she told her family what she wanted to do with her life, to become a military stratagist, however her parents discouraged Ahri's dream job and told her that they pacafists and believed that violence was unjustifiable in any circumstances. As time wore on, her parents began to fight more and more often until it was unbearable for Ahri. At that moment she dicided to run away from home to avoid the conflict. She left home at the age of 14. However, she soon dicovered that life can be rough, she was beaten up by a street gang and was left limp and unconscious in an allyway. While unconscious she met her soon to be demon partner Barbarossa in a dream, willing to work along side Ahri as her familiar. She agreed because she was starving, weak, and needed a way to protect herself. When she regained consciousness she met face to face with her new demon familiar. Over time their bond grew in a way similar to a teacher student bond, Ahri learned of Barbarossa's many military feats and was astounded.

RP Example: (I will Give you a link to some of my better IC paragraphs but I will also write a short paragraph about Ahri and her demon weapon) Too Long Gone

Ahri and her partner were sitting on a bus that was going to Tokyo. The duo looked very bizzare because Barbarossa was persistant on wearing his Turban with his clothes; which was a plain white button up shirt, jeans, hiking boots, and a business jacket. As the bus stopped to pick up and drop off people, everyone was staring at Barbarossa since he was wearing a turban and this made Ahri become nervous because she was wonderign what everyone thought of her. As time wore on Ahri calmed down a bit and asked the Turkish Man (Demon Familiar) about the Battle of Preveza in 1538. Barbarossa happily talked about the battle and how he single handed lead 122 turkish ships into battle against 157 galleys from the Holy League. As the man went on, some other people began listening and began to ask questions such as "The Holy League had the number superiority, how could the Turkish defeat them," and "You seem to act as thought you were there, how could you possibly know everything that happened and speak of it as if it was only last week." All Barbarossa said was that he was a historian who specialized in Hayreddin Barbarossa. When the bus stopped in Tokyo Ahri couldn't help but smile as she got off the bus with him, wondering what was going through the minds of everyone on the bus.


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Strengths: MIlitary History Geek

Weaknesses: Socialy Ackward, Obessive

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Theme Song: This




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Name of Demon: Hayreddin Barbarossa (Info)

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: Around 500 years

Special Power: Barbarossa has the ability to manipulate fire, to an extent. Currently she is only able to produce a fairly weak flame which is only good at starting campfires.

Weapon Form: Scimitar

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type:

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Strengths: Barbarossa was a skilled admiral who seccured many naval victories for Ottoman Empire.

Weaknesses: Barbarossa is a skilled seaman but isn't specialized for land combat.

Birthplace:

Bio:

Theme Song: Barbarossa




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 6 (5 + 1 History Buff)
STR: 3
DUR: 3
SPD: 4
FS : 2
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Postby The Republic of Atria » Sun May 03, 2015 3:23 pm

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Name of Character: Kilian Roth

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Birthplace: Texas, USA.

Height, Weight, Body Type: 5'11, 160 pounds, mesomorph

Bio: Kilian was a good noodle. Did well in school, for the most part. Could play sports, even though they weren't his favorite. Unless it was trap shooting. His dad always took him Skeet and trap shooting and he was rather good at it. He was in his senior year in high and could not care less about it. He honestly preferred working almost any job to school. However, things can't go perfectly for our hero now can it? No, of course not. Kilian came home one day and went straight to his room to change his clothes, when he heard screaming followed by gunshots. He grabbed the knife his Dad bought for his birthday last year, and upon leaving his room, found three intruders. One of which had just shot his mother, another himself was bleeding out from getting shot by Kilian's father, and the final one had his spine severed by Kilian's knife.

The remaining intruder escaped while Kilian and his father tended to his mother who died in the hospital. Shortly after this Kilian's grades slipped badly, and he was kicked out of pretty much all of his extracurricular activities thanks to his rather depressed state. Then he began having dreams about some strange woman he'd never seen before and something about the knife he used to try and save his mother. The dreams continually told him to take the knife into the woods behind his house, seeing that he had a great amount of free time, he did so and he met the Demon who called herself Naja. They became fast friends, likely due to the fact that Kilian had someone to talk to and the fact that he was quite easy to get along with.

RP Example: My RP beat yours in RP of the Year.

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: Fast

Weaknesses: Impulsive

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Chaotic good

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtxhlDzBOXE




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Name of Demon: Naja

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 120

Special Power: Super Speed

Weapon Form: Knife

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Sex Orientation:

Moral Alignment:

Strengths:

Weaknesses:

Birthplace:

Bio:

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Character Powergrid

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Basic Powergrid
INT: 4(-1 Impulsive)=3
STR: 4 (+1 High School Athlete)=5
DUR: 3
SPD: 5 (+1 High School Athlete +2 Demonic Super Speed)=8
FS: 4
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Postby Charmera » Sun May 03, 2015 6:53 pm

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Name of Character: Laura Smith

Sex: Female

Age: 19

Birthplace: US

Height: 5'11''

Bio: Constantly rejected and abandoned throughout her life. Her parents were unwilling or unable to take care of her, having just divorced, bringing her to an orphanage where she was taken by a foster family. However they are rarely around, both working often and moving constantly. They we’re both fairly cold and distant from Laura, disapproving of how she never met their expectations for her.

This would be problematic enough if she wasn't constantly rejected at school, having little to no friends. Eventually she gave up on trying to make friends, instead adopting a cold and hardened personality.

Recently however she has been having several disturbing dreams. Dreams regarding the fate of the world, Demons and angels. She was eventually approached by Jim in a dream and she accepted the deal for him to become her familiar. Her reasons for taking the deal are still unclear to others.

RP Example:

Extra Information: Not Required



Strengths: Intelligent, Strong willed, Cool headed, Experience with fighting.

Weaknesses:
Cold and callous attitude often makes working with others hard.
Inconsiderate of others feelings and little social skills. She tends to be overly blunt.
A poor motivator.
Does not deal with failure well.


Sex Orientation: Strait

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

Theme Song:




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Name of Demon: Jim Stone

Demon Rank: Red

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 35

Special Power: Temperature reduction: He gives his host the ability to reduce the temperature of an area around her or that she touches, freezing water or body fluids. The host can also fire beams which mimic this effect.

Demon Element: Water

Weapon Form: Gunstaff

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type: Gonna need help with this one too

Sex Orientation: Strait

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral (Leaning to evil)

Strengths:
Skilled at aiding his host and mentoring her.
Experienced

Weaknesses:
Tends to be rather moody and grim.
Can sometimes be clouded by hate.

Birthplace: US

Bio: Jim Stone was a once respected detective, however some say he was a little too passionate. Later, he disappeared for a considerable amount of time, his family also missing. When he returned from this absence, some said he was nothing more than an empty shell fuelled by cold vengeance and directed hate. Assumedly, he died without finding out what happened to his family, his own disappearance never explained.

Theme Song:

Character Powergrid
Basic Powergrid
INT: 8 (7+1)
STR: 4
DUR: 2
SPD: 7
FS:: 8 (7+1)
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Postby Icrum » Sun May 03, 2015 7:54 pm

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Name of Character: Shirmon Smithe

Sex: Male

Age: 15

Birthplace: Boise, Idaho; United States of America

Height, Weight, Body Type: 5'10; 170.1 lbs; Average

Bio: Born to two military parents in Boise, Idaho, Shirmon was quick to learn that in the world, smarts and toughness were imperative. His dad, a airplane technician in the United States Navy, routinely sparred when Shirmon was young to toughen him up. His mom, a recruiter in the United States Navy, taught him important information on how to handle himself. However, around the age of four, Shirmon's parents left the Navy; his mom became a stay-at-home mother and his dad became a pilot in the United States Coast Guard. Since his dad was in the Coast Guard, Shirmon and his family constantly moved. In their last residence before moving to where Shirmon begun having dreams (Kodiak, Alaska), Shirmon's father took Shirmon shooting to train him on how to use guns. Shirmon quickly learned how to use firearms, and he was pretty decent at it. After moving to Sacramento, California, Shirmon begun having dreams about Daemons and Angels fighting in a war. One day, Shirmon was approached to, what looked to be a Waffen-SS officer, who told him about the war in Heaven. He presented Shirmon a contract that allowed Shirmon to be a host for him, in exchange, Shirmon will have complete control of his actions. Shirmon signed the contract, and is now a Black Daemon host in the war against heaven. Shirmon's friends describe him as loyal, almost to a fault, yet his loyalty sometimes translates to being really clingy. Shirmon is quick to learn anything, especially science, but is incredibly lazy. He refuses to take initiative and run anywhere. Shirmon is also perceptive, noticing most disturbances that range from quick movement, lightning, and distorted air, yet he is very cocky. That cockiness makes him determined to fulfill his goal through any pain, yet it also makes him spontaneous and wild. Finally, he is loving and forgiving no matter what wrong you do to him, yet he is quick to anger and annoy.

RP Example: But Lith-Senpai, you know me. I am your secret mister after all....

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Strengths: Loyal, Quick to learn, Perceptive, Determined, and Loving

Weaknesses: Clingy, Lazy, Spontaneous, High Morals, and Quick to Anger

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Theme Song: Because like me, Shirmon is a patriot through and through




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Name of Demon: Louis von Kraust III

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 27 years old

Special Power: Schnell Yell: Kraust yells at the top of his lungs, summoning a swarm of German Eagles to attack and kill Kraust's opponents. The Eagles kill very brutally, leaving the victims screaming in pain as they slowly die.

Weapon Form: Colt M1911

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type: 6'1; 167 lbs; Fit

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

Strengths: Experienced in ground combat

Weaknesses: Easily sea-sick, in fact, it's debilitating

Birthplace: Munich, Germany

Bio: Born just at the end on 1917 in Munich, Germany, Louis von Kraust III felt an intense hatred for any other Europeans and the Americas as they ruined Germany in WWI. Feeling this intense hatred, Louis von Kraust signed up for the Waffen-SS in 1939, at the age of 22, to get revenge on the Europeans for ruining Germany. His demise though, was at the Batlle of the Bulge. As he searched for American soldiers, he was shot by a snipers bullet in the stomach. He bled out, but refused to scream to show the Americans and Europeans that he would remain strong until death. After he died, his Daemon that he hosted, Otto von Bismarck, lead him to Licen, where Louis von Kraust drank from the river of blood and became a Black Daemon. He searched out someone he thought would complement his personality of revenge and hatred, but ended up signing a contract with someone of the complete opposite personality.

Theme Song: None I can think of.....




Character Powergrid

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Basic Powergrid
INT: 5(+1[Quick to Learn]) = 6
STR: 3
DUR: 5(+1[Determined Through Pain]) = 6
SPD: 3(-1[Lazy]) = 2
FS: 4(+1[Sparring With Dad]) = 5




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Name of Character: Allison Luciana Harrison

Sex: Female

Age: 18

Birthplace: Manchester, England

Height: 6'2"

Bio: Where to begin with this character......
Well, Alice was born in a ghetto in Manchester, England to two abusive parents who routinely beat her for making a small mistake. Once she turned 8 she ran away from home, never looking back. She ended up in another ghetto, but was taken in by a significantly nicer family. The family payed for her to go to the school in the ghetto, but she didn't mind. She went to school, but wasn't anything special. Average intelligence and such. At one point in her life in the ghetto, she joined a gang and was the beer-runner of the gang. Her speed greatly helped her role as the police had a hard time catching her as she ran fast and was good at parkour. When the gang would drink, she refused beer. Instead, she always managed to swindle whiskey from supermarkets and drank that. Straight from the bottle. She had a naturally high tolerance for alcohol, and as such was always the designated driver. Eventually, she left the gang when her adoptive family scraped up enough money to move to America. At the age of 17, her family resettled down in Dallas, Texas and her adoptibe dad got a great job as a secratary to a small start-up game dev studio. He was able to pay for her to go to a nice private school and she renounced her chaotic ways. But not completly. While being a good student, she gogiot in trouble for sneaking off campus. But in her defense, she did do it to go help people. Or sneak off and get whiskey. On her 18th birthday she started having dreams of daemons and a battle for all humanity.......

RP Example: Negus please.

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Strengths: Fast, Lovable, Tough as Nails, and Highly Trained Fighter

Weaknesses: Drunkard, Way to nonchalant, Procrastinator, Extremely Perverted, Prone to vomiting mid-fight, and terrified of heights

Sex Orientation: Bisexual

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Theme Song: Give some time.




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Name of Demon: Ronald Reagan

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 93

Special Power: Controversial Controversy: Reagan attacks an enemy with a psychological attack that doesn't harm them, just causes them to have such great confusion they can't do anything for awhile.

Weapon Form: M16A4

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Height: 6'1

Sex Orientation: Heterosexual

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Strengths: Charismatic

Weaknesses: Poor Eyesight

Birthplace: Tampico, Illinois, U.S

Bio: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ronald_Reagan

Theme Song: Nyet.




Character Powergrid

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Basic Powergrid
INT: 3
STR: 4
DUR: 4 (+1) = 5
SPD: 5(+1) = 6
FS:: 4 (+1) = 5
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Postby Nekronia » Sun May 03, 2015 10:27 pm

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And a full-body image. His eyes are hazel (green outside, brown inside) and he wears black, slip-on combat boots.


Name of Character: John "Jackie" Friedman

Sex: Male

Age: 20 (started training at 19)

Birthplace: Seattle, Washington, 'MURICA!

Height: 5'11" / 180.34cm
Weight: 150lb / 68.04kg
Body Type: Thin and fit, but with little tone so the fitness isn't apparent. He doesn't look defined and, to be frank, just looks like a regular ol' nerd with pasty skin from being inside all the time his European genetics. Also, he is entirely hairless below the neck due to large amounts of laser hair surgery (Yes, even down there.). Whoo, science!


Bio:
John Friedman was born to the upper/middle class couple of Mr. and Mrs. Friedman on December 27th, 2001. This only child who would grow up to be strangely-behaving was spawned by a pair who was also strangely behaving, but in a different way. John has genuinely wondered if his parents are some sort of hyperintelligent capitalist robots, given their behavior. His parents are generally very friendly to people, but it's all a façade. They're rather apathetic to the plights of most people, and are closer to business partners or partners-in-crime than a true married couple given that they specifically got married for the purposes of tax cuts and other legal advantages. This is also why they had John, to have another legal advantage for taxes and legal shenanigans to be much easier. They did their best to raise the child to be like his amoral, manipulative progenitors, but not in a necessarily evil way.

However, as this couple is always busy with work in the corporate world across the globe, they left lil John in Seattle with a nanny. This nanny was specifically instructed NOT to give any beliefs or morals and allow the kid to form his own opinions of the world. This resulted in John gaining most of his subjective opinions of the world from fiction, but ultimately became a nice kid. A timid kid with a stutter and very awkward in social situations due to his insulated upbringing, but ultimately a nice kid. However, his lack of experience with social situations and customs resulted in bullying at school. For his long 'hippy hair', for his trademark stutter, his timid nature, for his lack of religion, and so on. John wasn't particularly sure WHY he was harassed and attacked for things as minor as fashion taste and a stutter, but did his damnedest to try and be nice and help people. His push-over nature only further perpetuated bullying, and his apathetic nanny never stepped in to contact the school or anything. After years of abuse by his peers for no understood reasoning, John finally snapped around the time of hitting puberty. He hardened up and declared that people are inherently either morons, jackasses, or both. So, reflecting that, he decided to quit being a push-over of a moron and wisen up to become the biggest jackass around.

From this point forward, the kid insisted that everyone refer to him as "Jackie" (after a certain comic book character) instead of "John" whom he no longer wish to associate with. In addition to his previous nerdy activities, Jackie began focusing on improvement to be better than his useless earlier self. He did a 180 from his earlier "friend to all beings" behavior to being an asshole towards just about everyone. He began taking martial arts and violently retaliating towards physical bullies, and psychologically retaliated against the more mental bullies with humiliation and other tactics. He began reading into philosophy, especially 1800's philosophy, and formed his own code of morals and philosophy. He strictly and absolutely adheres to this new set of morals, despite his occasionally amoral-looking behavior.

Entitled in this code is that, above all, self-actualization and individualism should be strived for. Become the best one can be and fulfill one's ultimate potential, and find peace knowing that perfection has been approached to its closest extent. There are many other aspects of his philosophy, but that's the most relevant part to this bio. With zeal and mildly-delusional mind, he began learning as much as he could. Watch as many shows/movies, view as much art, gain as many skills, learn as much knowledge, gain as much fitness, (etc.), as possible. Poledancing? CHECK! Unicycling? CHECK! Bilingual? CHECK! Skydiving? CHECK! Driving? CH- wait, no, he didn't bother with that one since he can afford a cab or bus and there are more interesting skills to learn. Meanwhile, his parents are smiling in the background knowing that they raised a worthy successor. All according to plan.

The bizarre teen only spiraled deeper and deeper into his individualism, believing that reality doesn't exist and that everything is merely bits of data in a simulation, like The Matrix except without real humans. His increasing blurring of the lines between the normal and the bizarre is somewhat justified given his unusual upbringing and the excessive presence of fiction in his life. Jackie retaliated against the world that seemed to dislike him, and sought to fix it in ways that his philosophy would permit. He even accidentally killed his part-girlfriend/part-rival on accident during one such incident by retaliating with drugging her too in a competition she cheated in, which resulted in the drugged girl crashing her car and killing herself on accident. Jackie was never suspected due to the drugs she was poisoned with were the same she intoxicated Jackie with were still in her purse, and the death was written off as a DUI. Jackie considered himself to be a murderer, and that if there was a Hell, he'd be going to it. This thought was reinforced by the fact he was attending a Catholic academy for his highschool education at the time.

Life went on and Jackie continued being his bizarre self. Worse yet for Jackie, miracles and feats of God began occurring around the world as humanity began to unite under the banner of Yahovim and Ira Dei. While some would guess that Jackie would throw himself down before God at this point and beg for forgiveness, those people would be entirely wrong. In fact, he viewed Ira Dei as basically being magical communists. Living in peace and harmony under the blissful rule of the eternal lord? "GOD DAMN FUCKING COLLECTIVISTS!" So, Jackie wasn't very fond of Ira Dei. He never did anything about it as he had personal issues to attend to, but eventually he began having dreams of a coming war. That Yahovim and Ira Dei were out to destroy humanity. That the war needed soldiers, and these soldiers would have to make sacrifices. When Walter came to ask the youth if he would like to help and sign into a demonic contract, the demon tried to explain that it was entirely understandable if someone didn't want to shoulder the massive burden of war and associate with Hell-spawn. Walter, however, was surprised at the lack of hesitation in the youth and the eagerness to get started on practicing magical powers.

Jackie was sent to Hell's training camp 'For The Love of God' a few days later alongside the other recruits, and quickly became target practice due to his ballsy attitude and irritating frivolity. Jackie did all the legwork for the trickster/doctor duo, with Walter spending almost of his time remaining inside of Jackie and attempting to function as a more conventional conscious. Walter isn't very good at this, though, as Jackie subscribes to postconventional morality and as such Walter's more conventional morality doesn't necessarily line up with this. Jackie oftentimes dismisses Walter as just being a pansy-ass who needs to think outside the box and open up his mind. Jackie, however, does not really make a convincing argument to open up one's mind when his increasing distancing from his bizarre life includes now thinking that he's part of an anime.


RP Example: fite me irl

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Strengths:
  • Eye of the TIger: Jackie's preferred ways to get exercise are showing off like a tool dance and martial arts. This strength is referring to his experience in the latter.
  • Dogged: He's zealously dedicated to what he believes in and already has flipped people off while in life-threatening situations. Brass goddamn balls. He's the absolute definition of industria, and it's among his most useful qualities.
  • Smart-Ass: Jackie's pretty smart. He can grasp concepts easily and pick things up quickly alongside figuring out solutions. While his train of thought can seem strange at times, these is a reasonable justification for any conclusions he reaches.
  • Ja-wiki: Jackie, in his diligence and intelligence, has acquired a remarkably large amount of knowledge and skills. Most of which are rather useless (e.g. poledancing and speaking German), but some of it (such as how to hotwire cars or that "styrofoam+gasoline= ghetto napalm") can be extremely useful under certain situations. Unfortunately, in his constant pursuit of improvement, he's neglected more boring things such as how to drive a car or tie his shoes.


Weaknesses:
  • Stringbean: Blessed with the genetic gift of myostatin... Jackie has really poor strength. You know how Arnold Schwarzenegger has almost always been able to get notably buff and was a bodybuilder? That's due to his low myostatin levels. Jackie has high myostatin levels. Yeah. So Jackie's a weak nerd with endurance and no strength to use it with. Only magical boosts will be his salvation when it comes to strength.
  • American Charm: He usually isn't very charming and very often tends to piss everyone off, whether due to intent or accident. He'll also oftentimes will "bite off more than he can chew" by taunting and teasing people who can easily kick his ass. Flipping people off to the bitter end isn't as respectable when the bitter end could have been avoided by not flipping people off in the first place. He'll respect people with merit (such as badass individualists), and tends to avoid attacking people with 'political' power (such as police officers, as opposed to the 6'5" thug at the bar), but will still be himself in either case and only begrudgingly avoid pissing off the latter. Also, he has zero flirting ability. He can harass and sexually taunt people, yes, but flirt? Nope.
  • License to Kill: Jackie's never driven a car in his life, nor has he ever attended a driving class. It's kinda silly to waste money on a car, car maintenance, and fuel when you can just walk or pay for a bus or taxi. Also he can't ride a bike, but that's not the focus of this weakness since he can use a few other unmotorized transports such as unicycles and skateboards. "Driving a car can't be much harder than it is in GTA, right...?" *moments later* "OH GOD WHERE'S THE LEFT TRIGGER"
  • Spiders: Christ, fucking spiders. Jackie does NOT enjoy spiders being near him. If there's a gun and a harmless spider in his face, he'll be too distracted by the spider to pay attention to the gun. Killing the spider will generally be at the forefront of his mind if there isn't something particularly pressing like a loved one in danger or a major moral concern.


Sexual Orientation: Bisexual; Heteroromantic

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good. Could arguably be considered any of the alignments except for True Neutral, but his morals and intentions line up best with Chaotic Good, even though the chaotic part is part of a philosophy and ruleset, and said philosophy tends to lead into areas that are morally grey by 'normal' standards.

Theme Song: Bloody Stream (lyrics)




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Name of Demon: Doctor Walter Gottschalk

Demon Rank: Redder than a wedding (Original TKaG veteran)

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 43

Special Power:
Same as last time.

At the original black level, it was "turn self and things into a cloud of smoke, move at half-speed, and return them back to their original form", with "vibrating smoke particles to talk and make noises/music" and "slowly change color" as gimmicks. Now it's been boosted for more versatility, and all of the details of the current state of the power are as follows, separated into sections for ease of reading and editing:

  • Transformation: The user can turn their entirety or parts of themselves into a state resembling smoke or mist, along with worn, held, or touched items (of size within reason of the given power level). Air can also be turned into smoke, but will return back into air once it's returned to normal.
  • Movement: The smoke moves at the same pace that the user can, and is fully controllable in any direction with zero gravity. The smoke clouds can now be moved a short distance from the "heart" of the main cloud (or the user's solid body, if applicable), but only a short distance. Given that it's smoke, it won't do much of anything to physical objects that regular smoke can't.
  • Sound: The user can vibrate their smoke particles in order to make noises, such as speech or music.
  • Illusion: The smoke can change color and starts out as the color of the material it was formed of. It is not possible to turn completely invisible, just translucent and hazy due to lack of density, or maybe turn into camouflage. The smoke can be place accurately enough to make intangible illusions/props, however they are merely smoke and not real. The 'props' will look almost as though they're made of felt if examined closely, however, so it's not a perfect disguising tool. If the magic smoke is viewed in the infrared spectrum, it will appear slightly warmer/brighter than the constituent items would look normally.
  • Transmogrification: The most notable difference from the original power is that items can be changed into a different shape than they originally were. The density and material cannot be changed, so a wooden footstool can't be made into an ultradense blackjack, but it CAN be made into a baseball bat. A bat made of the wrong type of wood, but a bat nonetheless. Additionally, the user must "know" what they're making. You can't make a gun without knowing every spring, cog, pin, and tidbit unless you really study one specific firearm, but you COULD make a pipe with gunpowder at a sealed end and some junk at the other side to make a ghetto shotgun. However, due to this limitation, organic materials cannot be transmogrified as each microscopic cell would have to be changed. You'd just end up with a sculpted piece of flesh that is entirely dead, and ripped apart on the cellular level. It'll rot fairly quickly since the cells are all busted open. Unfortunately, this meatsculpting flaw can't be used to just kill people, as enemies can't be smokeshifted unless they're somehow convinced to allow the user to smokeshift them willingly.
  • Counters: However, this form is not infallible. The smoke cannot cross salt lines, and will be damaged normally by holy weapons/attacks. The state cannot be entered during holy recitations, and will be ended in that case, returning the user and items back to their solid forms.


Demon Element: Fire

Weapon Form: Confirmed with the OP via TG.
Walter lacks a weapon form. Instead, he allows a tertiary ability to flow raw energy through the body and through the desired exit point of contact, which is used in order to charge up an item to use as a temporary demonic weapon. The transfer of demonic energy can be done through any part of the body (or the clothing that is worn around it, such as boots, pants, gloves, and shirts, but not hats or armor), there must be a solid or liquid contact with the desired item. While these ghetto demonic weapons are slightly less powerful than standard ones, they make up for it in versatility. This charging ability is also not exclusive to conventional weapons, so furniture and other improvised weapons can be charged just as well. Also, carrying a carton of DOOM EGGS is damn hilarious. Projectile weapons must have the ammo (such as the magazine of a firearm or the arrow of a bow) touched to charge it, not the launching device (such as the firearm or bow themselves). Gotta reload that magic, man!


Ōbādoraibu!



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Height: 5'9" / 175.26cm
Weight: 155lb / 70.31kg
Body Type: Attractive but otherwise average build. He possesses small scars on his arms and a few on his upper torso.

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

Strengths:
  • En Garde!: Walter, like many of his peers, used to fence back in college.
  • The Doctor is In: Walter's a licensed medical doctor, and spent a good portion of his life with an medical implement in hand. He's got the intelligence to match.

Weaknesses:
  • Touché: Due to many wounds acquired during fencing (amusingly enough, while getting degrees in medicine and such), his muscles aren't as good as they used to be due to scarring and permanent damage. He can still build muscle as normal, but he isn't able to push himself as hard as other people before harming himself due to this disability.
  • Giving Peace a Chance: Walter vastly prefers nonviolent solutions and tries to resolve problems directly and without confrontation. This reluctance to fight outside of an adrenaline-pumped situation isn't very good when he's fighting a goddamn war and violence IS the best answer most of the time. Also, this generally leads to a lot of arguments due to his host being a complete asshole, and Jackie has to do everything himself as Walter generally refuses to light people on fire and blow brains out with his own two hands. It'd take a rather dramatic situation to get him to attempt to take a person's life.
  • Inside the Box: While Walter is smart, he tries to stick with conventional logic and goes for the straightforward and sane approach. Again, this conflicts with his circuitous trickster host. However, this means that his brain won't really shine as much as it could, as he shoots for the simple painless solution and there isn't much research to be done in a fight against a known enemy who uses magic and not standard physics. He restricts his right-brainedness, and his left-brainedness is relatively irrelevant to his position.

Birthplace: The good ol' city of Prague

Bio:
As with other Nephilim, Walter was born gifted in appearance, intelligence, and physical ability. As such, he quickly became the "favorite child", and was raised to be the best the family could get. He grew up generally being great, and grew up always striving to do the right thing, always work for the greater good for his fellow man, and always praise God for he is who blessed him and created this beautiful world (HAH!). Walter naturally was drawn to be a doctor, as it was a profession with high requirements he met and was a job dedicated to helping people.

At the university, he received high marks and was at the head of the class, alongside being successful socially as well. He began fencing as a hobby as it was quite popular at the university at the time, and became rather skilled at it. Unfortunately, there weren't regulations in this area yet, so it was a bit more extreme than what's typically pictured with fencing. There were no protective suits, just skill and rules. Over the course of his fencing, he received many injuries as other people did, but received more injuries and deeper ones due to his active fighting style that used his physical gifts. Another unfortunate thing that occurred during his education was that he picked up the habit of smoking from his friends and never ended up kicking the addiction off (However he died middle-aged, so it never really caught up to him).

After graduating with multiple degrees and raving recommendations, he was successful as a new doctor, but was approached with a different career path that could help even more people than he ever could before: medical research. He became rather successful in this position, and eventually led his own projects with large amounts of funding, both to compensate for his high skills and to acquire the necessary materials for science. During his attempts to improve mankind and progress the world into a new era, his life was cut short by a group that didn't particularly agree with research. The intruders ended up shooting Walter despite that not being against their goals, and ultimately the medical scientist perished a slow and painful death.

After arriving in Hell and reluctantly accepting his fate as a demon, he didn't spend his afterlife making contracts with humans and trying to further his research. No, Walter reflected on his life and contemplated that he was literally in Hell. He concluded that he was being punished for not being good enough of a person in life, and for his sins. While this isn't the case as his placement is genetic, this is how Walter feels about his situation. He stayed in Hell, letting the universe run without him involved, and tried to be as peaceful as possible without harming anyone. No fencing, no guns, nothing. Just trying to achieve personal pacifism, peace, and repentance.

Walter was convinced to help the world again in Lucen's chosen, as the entire world was on the line. While he's not fond of indirectly promoting violence, the destruction of the world is even worse. Walter additionally is uncomfortable with the fact he's helping a conspiracy to kill "God", but omnicide is not something that can just be just idly ignored. So now he's formed a pact with the designated human. While Walter highly dislikes being stuck with the host he's been stuck with, he views his status as a demon as punishment anyways so some penance to atone for the past isn't out of the question. The good doctor Walter stands back and lets Jackie use the powers to do what Walter dislikes to do, but it's for the greater good. To help everyone. To save the world. To atone.


While Walter has good intentions, we all know what they say about those. First it's "loving and helping one's fellows", then it's "eggs and omelettes", then it's "means and ends", and then... well...

What I'm trying to get at is that Walter was a Nazi scientist. You know Mengele, that one Nazi doctor who cut up twin children and sewed them together, and cut apart coinjoined twins to try to make new twins? All that other horrifying human experimentation? Yeah, Walter was one of those types of Nazi scientists. He meant well, but he was too deep into Nazi beliefs and the "bad means to good ends" mentality that the Nazis ran on. Walter managed to perform groundbreaking medical research, but unfortunately much of it was destroyed after the Allies raided the place since Walter and others deemed the work too important to simply abandon at the first sight of danger. Their dedication to their jobs cost their lives, with many of the scientists dying in the ensuing firefight as collateral damage. Walter's dedication cost him his life, the lives of his colleagues, and the lives of countless innocent people.

After his death with plenty time to think on his own without Nazi propaganda and influence, he realized the abhorrent nature of his misdeeds. Now he shies away from conflict and tries his best to minimize harm and unpleasantness, even to hostile individuals, for fear of becoming a "means and ends" monster as he was before, but this pacifistic goal is regularly impeded by the ever-annoying Jackie who oftentimes tries to sow as much unpleasantness as possible. Walter tries to convince Jackie to be a better person, but... Walter isn't very good at stopping Jackie from making what he feels are ultimately the same mistakes he made before death.




Theme Song: Moonlight Sonata




Character Powergrid

Probably gonna be changed once the powergrid gets finalized, but here's what it is at the moment:

Basic Powergrid
INT: 8 (7 +1[Smart-Ass])
STR: 0 (1 -1[Stringbean])
DUR: 8 (7 +1[Dogged])
SPD: 7 (7)
FS:: 7 (6 +1[Eye of the Tiger])
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Postby The Templar High Council » Mon May 04, 2015 3:45 am

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Name of Character: Maiso Kageshi.

Sex: Male.

Age: 19

Birthplace: California, USA.

Height: 5'11"

Bio:
The Templar High Council wrote:Maiso was, unsurprisingly, unsurprising. He lived an entirely normal childhood, played computer games, and generally did whatever it was that teenagers did. The only abnormalities were that he didn't do much outside of his martial arts and games. People he knew called him a shut-in, but he never cared. Recently, one of his friends in a chat room dared him to perform a strange ritual, and his demon appeared after it was complete.

Since joining Balaam's teenage hit squad, Maiso grew stronger, faster, less lazy, and infinitely more lethal than your average teen. He has practiced martial arts with Fuma enough that he's almost as talented as the ninja himself, though the amount of effort he normally puts forth wouldn't show it.

RP Example: Yeah... no.

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Strengths: Martial artist (tae kwon do, kendo, karate, ninja-y arts from Fuma), tech-savvy (pretty smart).

Weaknesses: Still lazy, still occasionally uncomfortable in social spaces (yet is getting over it)

Sex Orientation: Meh.

Moral Alignment: Meh.



Demon Application

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Name of Demon: Fuma Kotaro.

Demon Rank: Red.

Sex: Male.

Age at Death: Unknown, appears late twenties/early thirties.

Special Power: Physical Empowerment (further than normal), giving Maiso near-mastery of Fuma's ninja arts.

Demon Element: Shadow.

Weapon Form: Various weapons: katana, chain scythe, tanto, dual sai, multiple shuriken, multiple kunai, smoke/flash bomb, bow & arrow.

Extra Information: Not Required


Height: 6'1"

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral.

Birthplace: Kyoto, Japan.



Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 4+1=5 (tech-smart, +1 only matters with computers and stuff)
STR: 6+1=7 (martial artist)
DUR: 5
SPD: 6+1=7 (martial artist)
FS: 7+1=8 (martial artist)
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Postby Altito Asmoro » Mon May 04, 2015 8:04 am

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Name of Character: Pierre Cornelius

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Birthplace: Marseille, France

Height: 189 cm

Bio: Born in Marseille as the son of the owner of the hardware store in Marseille, since his mother died in an accident when he was 4. It was the fault of the driver who crashed into her, but his father kept blaming himself for what happened, and it shook his faith on his religion, turned him into a drunken man on night. Since he was left to take care of the store, he became skilled enough in his craftsmanship. When he was 16, and on his first year of high school, his father died because of a car accident, and thus he was left alone. However, he still keep on trusting his faith so much that he keep up with taking care of the store. It's not until he heard voices that he starts to feel weird...

RP Example: viewtopic.php?p=22141396&sid=d1614967d43ea89e047fe446fa07c36b#p22141396
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Strengths:
-He has a strong faith on his religion
-He has expertise in craftsmanship and repairing
-He is quite strong physically
Weaknesses:
-He has beliefs that demons are all evil, so he can't trust his power at first and thus very reluctant to use it
-He is selfless, taking care of others before himself
-He is too nice

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GRz4FY0ZcwI




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Name of Demon: Joseph Goebbels

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 47

Special Power:
He can charm people using his speech, enabling the ones affected by the speech to either join his cause, manipulating them, or fight for him.

Weapon Form: Semi-Automatic Pistol

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Height: 165 cm

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

Strengths:
-He's good at his orations
-He's good at charming people
Weaknesses:
-He's limping
-He has no skills on marksmanship and combat training
-He's an overzealous
Birthplace:

Bio: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Goebbels

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLmjS4GYbHk




Character Powergrid

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Basic Powergrid
INT: 5 (4+1) Craftsmanship and repairing requires intelligence too, right?
STR: 5 (4+1)
DUR: 3
SPD: 2
FS:: 3
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Postby Charmera » Mon May 04, 2015 8:08 am

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Name of Character: Blair MacElair

Sex: Female

Age: 18

Birthplace: Scotland

Height: 5 ft 7 1⁄2 in

Bio: Blair was the child of fairly humble beginnings, which got swiftly humbler as she continued life as her abusive father flushed her chances for a future down the drain daily. Starting out as the daughter of a single father with two brothers, she had a fairly normal life and ended up being perhaps the toughest one of the family. Together they depended on one another, though her fathers death broke up this unity, leaving Blair on her own as the other two brothers left her to pursue their own destinies. Though she suddenly found herself taken in by mysterious individuals around about the time she started hearing a voice in her head...

RP Example: You know me…

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: Strong and a competent fighter.

Weaknesses: Rather Clumsy and fairly uncouth and unsubtle. Naive and easy to fool.

Sex Orientation: Bisexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good.

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Name of Demon: Moyra MacElair

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 31

Special Power: Banshee: She gives her host the ability to phase through solid matter.

Weapon Form: Claymore

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type:

Sex Orientation: Strait

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

Strengths: Refined, Intelligent, Charismatic

Weaknesses: Judgemental, Nagging, Hoiler Than Thou attitude, Martyr Complex

Birthplace: Scotland

Bio: Will do through IC

Theme Song:




Character Powergrid

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INT: 3 (4-1)
STR: 6 (5+1)
DUR: 5
SPD: 1 (2-1)
FS: 5 (4+1)




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Name of Character: Joan Rivers

Sex: Female

Age: 17

Birthplace: US

Height: 5'4''

Bio: A die hard delinquent from an obscenely wealthy family. Some theorised she acted out merely due to the fact she had six sisters and was hardly even given even a passing glance by her parents, though most say because she wished to be free. Expelled from more schools that one can count, she respected no laws, no rules nor anything that wasn't determined by her. Though she soon started hearing voices in her head, the voices of someone else very similar to herself. A free spirit and an outlaw. By another stroke of luck, she found out she was a demon and also found herself in the employ (Or service, seeing as they don't get paid) of Chimera.

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Strengths: Cunning, unpredictable, Fast reflexes

Weaknesses: Cocky, Unreliable, Not especially tough

Sex Orientation: Bisexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Nuetral

Theme Song:




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Name of Demon: William H. Bonney, AKA William Henry McCarty, Jr AKA William Antrim AKA Billy the Kid

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 21

Special Power: Precognition: Billy’s host can predict the immediate future as a reflex action, giving them an almost sixth sense. It’s not perfect and sometimes fails, but it's useful in keeping her alive.

Weapon Form:Twin Six Shooter Revolver

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Height, Weight, Body Type:

Sex Orientation: Unknown, assumed strait.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Strengths: Expert gunman, Cunning, Charming

Weaknesses: Near Suicidal cockiness and bravery, Bit behind the times in terms of thinking and skills.

Birthplace: Wheeling, West Virginia

Bio: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billy_the_Kid#Early_life

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5DIFiHqNkt0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1ASIT5DqN0




Character Powergrid

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20
Basic Powergrid
INT: 6 (5+1)
STR: 2
DUR: 2 (3-1)
SPD: 6 (5+1)
FS: 5
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Postby NeoFeudalJapan » Mon May 04, 2015 9:04 am

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Name of Character: Jacob Cain

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Birthplace: Tokyo, Japan

Height: 6' 1"

Bio: Jacob Cain, born in Tokyo. Mother Japanes, father American. Jacob lived in Tokyo for the first 13 years of his life going to an international school in Ikebukuro. While in Japan his mother thought it best to envelop her son in the Japanese culture, especially jodo. At the age of 12 things took a turn in Jacob Cain's life. His family home burned down, killing his mother. The intense heat of the fire and smoke burned jacob's esophagus, scaring his vocal cords and singing his lungs. The only visible damage is a small burn scar on his neck. At the time Jacob's father was out of country on a business trip. When he returned his father instantly packed up what remained of their belongings and took Jacob to America. Moving into a small apartment in Sacramento Jacob became angry at life. When Jacob turned 13 his father remarried to a woman half his age and moved the family to Seattle. At the age of 15 Jacob was arrested for breaking an older students arm after school. At the age of 16 Jacob was suspected in a series of trespassings in private property, but was never caught. On jacob's 18 birthday he was thrown out of the house for slapping his step mother after she insulted him and his mother to his face. Unable to speak he hasn't returned home since.

RP Example: I have rp experience but very little on this forum so I believe it will be easier to just show you my style of rp. I don't know if you prefer first or third person, I prefer third person unless I am directly talking to another character. So for this I will just do me.

It's night and the city of Seattle is still active. Jacob Cain crouches on the roof of an empty warehouse near the docks. He looks out over the bay to the west and remembers his early childhood. All that turned to ashes. He shudders as a breeze off the bay blows over him. Jacob stands and stretches, and walks along the metal roof of the warehouse. He looks out over the city of Seattle with its bright lights and dense forests. Not nearly as crowded as Tokyo, but not as foreign as it could be. The Weather is muggy and warm, better than cold and wet, the humidity makes his clothes stick to his body. He walks over to the side of the building, as he approaches he increases his pace until he is running at a brisk jog. Jacob steps on the edge of the roof and uses his momentum to leap across the small alley way to the warehouse on the other side. From this building he finds the fire escape he used to climb up and makes his way down to the street.
Jacob aimlesslh walks the streets. He spots a few people he's gotten to know in the past 6 weeks since he was kicked out. They wave and say hello, Jacob can only nod and wave back. Kicked out might be the wrong term for it, more like given the freedom to leave. Father could easily see I disproved of his new wife, I didn't try to hide it. After the incident I was just asked to go away for awhile and so I did. It would explain why he hasn't cancelled the card in my wallet. Why am I thinking this, isn't this what I wanted?

Hope that was enough, if you need more just ask.

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Strengths: Trained in Jodo for 8 years good technique. Free Runner.

Weaknesses: Unable to speak (Can speak, very difficult). Susceptible to persuasive power of the opposite sex.

Sex Orientation: straight

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Theme Song: This




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Name of Demon: Alice Wurstrum

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 22

Special Power: Gravity (right now can only affect people or objects she is touching. Power is only strong enough to slow falls or double weight)

Weapon Form: Kusarigama

Extra Information: Not Required


Height: 5' 9"

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Strengths: Can read most people like books.

Weaknesses: Prone to mood swings

Birthplace: Japan

Bio: Born to a military family. Both father and mother were forced to travel frequently due to army obligations. Both her father and mother are of Germanic bloodline. She new by the age of 10 that the man she though of as father wasn't her biological dad. At the age of 16 the family was relocated to Germany where she spent the last few years in highschool. At age 19 she was enrolled in Berlin University, where she studied psychology. At the age of 22 Alice found out who her real father was, or atleast what he was. Alice died in a car accident on the autobond, from there her spirit made its way to hell. Alice periodically took trips to the surface, primarily Tokyo. While there she took interest in a young boy, going so far as to posses the mother's body periodically to get close to him. She always wanted to have a child. In a fit of jeoulousy at the mother's happiness she used her powers to spill oil onto the stove as the mother cooked. To this day she still says she only wanted to singe her for not letting her child get a real sword like he asked. Instead she burned down the house.

Theme Song: Here




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT:5/3(4+1 (Alice's ability to, emotional intelligence, but -1 when she is moody?))
STR:4
DUR:3
SPD:5 (4 +1)
FS::6 (5 +1)

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Postby Rob Halfordia » Mon May 04, 2015 1:00 pm

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Name of Character: Damien Zabat

Sex: Male

Age: 16

Birthplace: Greece

Height, Weight, Body Type: 6'0" 140 lbs Slim

Bio: to be divulged in the IC

RP Example: nigga u kno me

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths:
- Incredible intelligence, and a near photographic memory.
- Given his height, Damien has a rather high amount of reach, and can often use that to beat stronger opponents.
- He is rather fast for his size.
- Vic acts as his defense in battle, using the chain of his weapon to block projectiles, while aiding him attack.

Weaknesses:
- While Damien can boast an high level of intelligence and excellent problem, his common sense is a bit lacking, and he often let's his temper and natural apathy get the best of him.
- If he is fighting an incredibly strong opponent, or somebody with more reach than him who is stronger than he is, his hand to hand often falters.
- Despite his speed, his durability is lacking, and he usually relies on Floyd Mayweather tactics. Dodge and come in for quick, and heavy blows. (also fuck Floyd Mayweather)
- Only usually had control of the scythe, not the chain.

Sex Orientation: Bisexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Theme Song: Tornado of Souls




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Name of Demon: Vic Rattlehead

Demon Rank: Black as Popo himself

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 30

Special Power:
Electromagnetism Manipulation
Magnetism Manipulation
Technology Manipulation

Weapon Form: Infinite combat chain

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type: 6'3" 180 lbs average

Sex Orientation: Asexual

Moral Alignment: Neutral Evil

Strengths:
- Vic is somewhat realistic while thinking, analyzing the situation and making decisions based on his own benefit.
- He can manipulate electromagnetism and effect anything effected by magnetism along with technology.

Weaknesses:
- He has a low level of interest in what happens to others, and often recommends cold and cruel decisions if he feels that it is the best course of action, even if it means that others could die.
- As he is blind, he relies on his ability to sense the electromagnetic field around him to see, and this is a trait passed onto Damien when they merge. This is not an issue in weapon form however, although, tech manipulation isn't available in weapon form.

Birthplace: United States

Bio: WIP

Theme Song: A Tout le Monde



Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 6(5+1)
STR: 2(3-1)
DUR: 2(3-1)
SPD: 6(5+1)
FS: 4
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Zarkenis Ultima
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Mon May 04, 2015 1:15 pm

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Name of Character: Arthur Blood

Sex: Male

Age: 16

Birthplace: US

Height, Body Type: 5'8'', slim

Bio: Arthur Blood was the only child of a local politician. With his mother having died during childbirth and his father often out of the house, he was often left in the care of his aunt, who did her best to raise him well. Despite this, he often felt lonely, and the rejection his father showed him for, in his words, "being the cause of his mother's death", didn't help matters at all. He felt that such rejection was because of something he did, and sought to redeem himself for this, constantly working to please others, becoming a selfless, if somewhat melancholic person. To make matters worse, during a burglary gone wrong, his father was murdered, traumatizing the boy, who believed that this had happened because of his inability to protect him. Arthur went to live with his aunt after the incident, and was contacted by his demonic familiar soon after, an armored woman who called herself Maerwynn.

RP Example: Here.

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: Remarkably resistant to pain and injury. Fearless.

Weaknesses: Easy to deceive and manipulate. Reckless.

Sex Orientation: Heterosexual

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Theme Song: This




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Name of Demon: Maerwynn (Arthur calls her Wynn)

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 22

Special Power: Sacrifice: Grants her host the ability to suffer for the sake of others. Currently limited to healing blood and blood-binding, which causes him to receive any pain or injury directed towards those marked with this ability. Can only mark one person so far.

Weapon Form: Shield

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Body Type: 5'5'', lean

Sex Orientation: Bisexual

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

Strengths: Talented in melee combat. Strong willed.

Weaknesses: Complete wreck with firearms. Headstrong and careless.

Birthplace: England

Bio: Born centuries ago, Maerwynn was the only daughter (and only child) of a seasoned soldier who wanted nothing more than to attain glory for his family. To one such as him, having their sole scion be a woman was the greatest curse ever, and yet, the stubborn soldier did not intend to allow this to get in the way of his plans. Thus, Maerwynn was raised as a soldier, as a man, instructed not to be a pleasant servant but a fierce warrior. And so she lived, with the truth about her birth suppressed and hidden as she grew to be another soldier, fighting wars and taking lives. She became a talented warrior, far surpassing her peers through her great skill in the brandishing of steel and the art of combat, but before she could attain any substantial fame or glory, her life was taken on the battlefield. Unbeknownst to her, she possessed nephilim blood, and so, she was guided to Hell after death, to become a Demon.

Theme Song: A Knight's Oath




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 3
STR: 5
DUR: 5 (+1)
SPD: 3
FS: 4







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Name of Character: Eleisha Andromeda

Sex: Female

Age: 15

Birthplace: US

Height: 5'4''

Bio: Eleisha was a nameless orphan abandoned on the cold streets of a certain city, never having had a parent or relative to take care of her, only miraclously surviving out there until finally, one day, she was found by a group of religious people from an orphanage, who took her in, cleaning and feeding and clothing and teaching her, naming her Eleisha. She spent years in their care, but even then, she felt strangely incomplete, as if she was simply not truly comfortable staying with these people. They put a strange emphasis on renouncing the material, and while she didn't particularly disagree with this, having never possessed much in her short life, their strange teachings put her off. One day, she just ran away, not wanting to spend more time in their care and longing for the freedom she thought she had before, though she quickly remembered how harsh it was out there. One day, starving and sick, she was contacted by a demon, a man named Gauvain, who begrudgingly made a contract with her, helping her survive.

RP Example: Already given.

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: Street fighter. Nimble.

Weaknesses: Uneducated. Prone to disease. Disproportionately aggressive sometimes. Slightly fearful.

Sex Orientation: Heterosexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Theme Song: The Morning Grow




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Name of Demon: Gauvain

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 29

Special Power: Shadowcraft: Grants the host the ability to control shadows, to various effects. Can be used to morph into shadow, create solid shadow constructs, sense and recognize people through their shadows, bind people, spy on shadows and project her own shadow to scout with it. Currently, construct creation is limited to relatively small objects, sensing is limited to a small radius around her, recognition is limited to people she is well-acquainted with, spying is limited to a single being and only delivers audio, shadow projection can't go very far either, binding is only good for holding people in place for a limited ammount of time and can be overpowered, and shadow morphing can only be done briefly, lest it drain her energy too quickly.

Weapon Form: Armblades

Extra Information: Not Required


Height: 6'

Sex Orientation: Asexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Strengths: Gifted fighter. Pragmatic.

Weaknesses: Amoral. Armless. Uncooperative.

Birthplace: England

Bio: Gauvain was a Nephilim born into this world as the son of a famed soldier of centuries ago, and was since his birth slated for greatness, raised to become a noble, dauntless warrior who would fight for glory on the battlefield. Though the ideals of nobility and chivalry did not completely sink into his mind, the young Gauvain accepted them nonetheless, becoming a great soldier, earning the renown of his peers. However, not all was good, and one day the warrior found that a jealous rival of his father had had his entire family murdered. Losing his mind, Gauvain sought revenge, even going as far as to fight against his own former comrades. in his search for vengeance. In the end, he would never accomplish his goal, and his bloodthirsty quest would spell his downfall, as he died by the blade of a warrior woman, his own blade striking her down as well. As is the fate of every Nephilim, he went to Hell afterwards, becoming a demon, his insanity subsiding with the passing of time.

Theme Song: I love this song




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 3 (-1)
STR: 3
DUR: 4 (-1)
SPD: 5 (+1)
FS:: 5 (+1)
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Mnar Secundus
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Postby Mnar Secundus » Mon May 04, 2015 1:36 pm

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Name of Character: Clarence McAllister

Sex: Male

Age: Is it fine if he's 20, like in the original thread (post-training)? Otherwise, 18.

Birthplace: A nameless slum in Bosnia and Herzegovina

Height, Weight, Body Type: 1.82 m; 78 kg; athletic mesomorph

Bio: Clarence was born in war-torn Eastern Europe under the name Aleks. His mother died giving birth to him; he grew up under his father’s regular drunken abuse, in a slum where violence was not a social issue but everyone’s default state of being. At the age of nine, he killed his father in self-defense with a stolen gun and was sent to a religiously-funded orphanage, which turned out to be a forced recruitment ground for child soldiers. He was soon taken in by one of the many small armies tearing the area apart and trained in infiltration and close combat, with the aim of making him part of a specialized urban warfare unit.
This continued until he was thirteen, at which point he was wounded in battle and abandoned on the spot by his retreating allies. Doctors from an international organization, the McAllister couple, found him dying and saved his life; they went on to bring him with them to the USA and officially adopt him, giving him his new name.
He then proceeded to live as normally as he could, eventually becoming a student in biology, until he started having strange dreams about God destroying the world and his help being required. His foster parents had been killed when he was seventeen by Islamist radicals in Afghanistan, so he didn't have a reason to stay safe anymore, and he was bored out of his mind, so he tentatively accepted the deal. After growing close to his Familiar, Boali, and after a year of disturbingly intensive training with other Demon Hosts (which he weathered rather better than most, since it was quite a bit softer than his past experiences), he has grown somewhat saner and more competent than ever -- though being thrown once again into the battlefield may prove taxing for his traumatized mind.

RP Example: Do I have to? I mean, I can give them, but I was in the original TKaG.

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths:
  • Despite his young age, Clarence is an experienced and skilled soldier.
  • He is physically fit and a good fighter in hand-to-hand combat.
  • His psychological issues have the doubtful advantage of making him completely incapable of fear, and considerably boost his pain tolerance.

Weaknesses:
  • Clarence is quite literally insane. He suffers from severe identity disorders and probably half a dozen more repressed conditions. Certain circumstances may cause him to have a nervous breakdown or turn into an uncontrollable killing machine.
  • He is largely incompetent in the use of modern technology (except of course for military equipment): he can barely drive and struggles to use the Internet.
  • He can be over-reliant on his experience on the battlefield, leading him to favor conventional tactics when imagination might work better (bone shrapnel canon, anyone?). This has, however, been partly palliated by his training as a Demon Host.

Sex Orientation: demisexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good, occasionally True Neutral

Theme Song: Here.




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Here. Her left leg is missing below the knee and replaced by a crude wooden prosthetic.


Name of Demon: Boali

Demon Rank: Red

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 9

Special Power: Shuffling: Boali's power focuses particularly on regeneration, and her Special Ability is an extension of that. Shuffling is a power that allows Clarence, when Boali is hidden within him, to rearrange his body parts as he sees fit: he can make his bones, muscles and various organs change shape and location at will.If he is separated from one of his body parts, he can pick it up later on and re-absorb it. With the Red Demon promotion, the Shuffling can now alter Clarence's body at the level of biological tissues, allowing him to form new tissues and thus give himself new bodily functions.
Also, her element is water.

Weapon Form: A handgun under normal circumstances; changes to an assault rifle when Clarence's split personality is acting up.

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type: 1.09 m; 21 kg; small and thin

Sex Orientation: None. She's been 9 years old for decades.

Moral Alignment: Clarencic Good

Strengths: None really. Fairly smart and very genre-savvy, but still, she's a crippled child.

Weaknesses: Shuffling respects the conservation of mass: Clarence cannot make one body part bigger without reducing another one's size.
Shuffling, unless it is done with enormous care and therefore very slowly, doesn't disable the nervous system while it is being used. In other words, Clarence feels pain while modifying his body, and the pain is usually excruciating, to the point that most humans would pass out instantly from it.
The effects of Shuffling can presently only be maintained for a few hours: the body modifications are not permanent, and everything slides back to its original location and shape after a certain time. If a body part is separated from the rest, it will remain in its modified shape until it is re-absorbed by the main body; however, said main body will be deprived of the separated body part's mass until then.
Boali herself is physically very weak, and indeed unable to move correctly. In combat, she typically remains hidden within Clarence.

Birthplace: A small village in Somalia

Bio: There isn't much to say. Boali was born in Somalia while a civil war was, as usual, raging. She was a child of rape, and her mother tended to neglect her; her father (that is, her mother’s husband) was killed in battle when Boali was barely two months old. When she was nine, she stepped on a landmine and died. Her dream was to become a doctor.

Theme Song: As a handgun, as a rifle (doubles as Clarence's split-personality theme).




Character Powergrid


Basic Powergrid
INT: 5 + 1 (military experience, higher education) - 1 (insanity) = 5
STR: 5
DUR: 7 + 1 (abnormal pain tolerance) = 8
SPD: 5
FS: 7 + 1 (H2H training) = 8

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Ben M
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Postby Ben M » Mon May 04, 2015 6:21 pm

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Name of Character: Franklin Hanson

Sex: Male

Age: 15

Birthplace: Detroit.

Height, Weight, Body Type: Height: 6' 2" (1.8796 m) Weight: 188lbs (85.2754 Kg) Body type: Normal.

Bio:
Frank was born to a lower-class family in Detroit Michigan. Things were bleak for him. None of his family had ever been to college, and there wasn't any hope for Frank. This was too bad actually, Frank had a natural aptitude for intelligence that was overlooked. Young Frank was exposed to drugs and alcohol from a young age because of his dad. Fragile used to sneak into his rooms while he was out and find crack or beer, and use it. His Mom once discovered him doing thais and immediately filed for divorce, after beating Frank severely.

The divorce dragged on through Frank's middle school experience. Throughout this time he grew even more distant from his parents. The only solace he could find, the only momentary respite from all of the noise was in the abondkanded buildings of Detroit's old manufacturing center. He used to just sit there and burn things for hours and hours. The metal stuff he found he would loot and sell for scrap metal, trying to earn some money. This was how he met his first and only real friend. They scrapped together and his friend convinced him to join a gang. He promised brotherhood, protection, and cash. 3 things Frank received. He was the only white kid in his gang, so this set him at some odds, but for a time he had friends. He dealt drugs, and researched better ways to make things burn. This was when he discovered how to make homemade explosives.

HIs gang membership landed him in trouble with the law. He got arrested 4 times on misdemeanors, and was let go on a probation system designed for youth. Franklin hated the police, he hated any authority really. Couldn't they see that all he wanted to do was not bother anyone? The gang taught Frank how to knife and handgun fight after that. Frank learned how to fend for himself. This was when things went seriously downhill. Frank didn't care much what he did, and this caught up with him. He got busted for drugs in his own house, and after trying to stab a judge, He was sentenced to a rehab program, his mom was allowed to choose which one. However, his mom had lost all interest in custody, and his Father refused to admit responsibility. Therefore Frank was sent to Seattle. His mom's sister had grudgingly allowed to take him due to a tax rebate from "adopting" a child. Frank found no more love here than anywhere else, but for the first time in his life he attended more than 80 days of school. Frank was assigned a special mentor when he turned fifteen, who recommended a program. Frank had to sign a contract, which he didn't bother reading, and then was practically shipped off to his new life, expecting the worst.


RP Example: And here it is! :)

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: Loves blowing stuff up. Can make tons of bombs. Is pretty street smart.

Weaknesses: Doesn't care much about personal safety. Requires materials to make bombs. Doesn't mix well with people. At all.

Sex Orientation: Who the fuck cares? There are explosions to be exploded!

Moral Alignment: Alternates between Chaotic Evil and Chaotic Neutral. Usually Chaotic Neutral.

Theme Song: Rock it baby!




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Name of Demon: Fashewa

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 13

Special Power: Can amplify explosions. E.g. Can make a normal explosion (like a small firecracker) about as powerful as a handheld grenade (No shrapnel in that case though.).

Weapon Form: Grenade Launcher bitches!

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type: No physical form.

Sex Orientation: A-sexual.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Evil.

Strengths: Very Persuasive. VERY persuasive.

Weaknesses: Doesn't like to come out of host a lot except to aid him in doing awful awful things.

Birthplace: Nigeria.

Bio:
Feshewa grew up in Northern Nigeria. His family was poor and destitute, making a meager living off of the small farm they managed. They made Cocoa, and sold it to someone Feshewa never saw or met. He saw how little his family was paid, assuming that was the normal. He was put to sleep each night by his mother. She would tell little Feshewa the greatest stories. Stories of heroes, stories of gods. Feshewa loved those stories. He used to listen for hours, and they were what created his dreams. Little Feshewa dreamed of everything and nothing. Things so fantastical that his mom's stories paled in comparison. His favorite dream was of himself, growing up and going superpowers. He brought the family a lot of money and everything was happy.

While his family was poor, Feshewa did not know hunger until he was 8. This is when he was put to work in the fields. The physical labour worked him to the bone. He was in charge of collecting the cocoa beans and moving them onto the truck. The little eight year old carried as many as he could, but couldn't keep up with the adults. This earned him serious scoldings. He resented these scoldings and worked harder. He gained strength and muscle, drawing it out on himself. Pushing himself forward, ever faster. By 10 he was equal to an adult. His entire day consisted of work. The little income he brought in supplemented his family. Things looked better. This lasted until he was 12. That was when Boko-Haram came.

Boko-Haram was on its last legs when it came to Feshawa's farm. They were desperate. They demanded all of their money, all of their crops. They set up base in the village nearby. They burned everything they could. They shot who they pleases and raped who they liked. Feshawa saw this. Feshawa barely knew what was going on. HIs entire life was in shambles. His Father organized the local men. They contacted the authorities. For that Boko-Haram shot Feshawa's father, leaving him to rot. They refused him the ceremonial burial. Feshawa hated this. He hated these men. He hated how they treated his mother, how they shot his father, how they burned their crops. His hate consumed the little child. He celebrated his 13th birthday as government shells rained on the village. Death from above. Boko-Haram began executing civilians as a desperation terror tactic. Feshawa ran to his house. A shell fell through the ceiling but didn't go off.

Feshawa stood there petrified. He stared at that shell and saw only english words. School had taught him english and he read those words, the last words he would see. Made in America. That was when he died. When he woke up in hell he did not know where he was. He was told that he could get vengeance for his family, for himself. He realized it too. This world had done this. Why should America live? Why should Boko-Haram? Why should anyone? No had ever helped him. That was when little Feshawa was matured in blood. His soul goal, to avenge his family and life on those deemed responsible. Everyone.


Theme Song: Simple and Sweet. Well, not sweet.




Character Powergrid

20 points
Basic Powergrid
INT: 5
STR:3
DUR: 4
SPD:5
FS3
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Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -6.26
Never play a direct democracy. Fat people can be KING. Moles in space are fearsome. Magical Vikings wreck shit. Spies are Difficult. Stereotypes kill Zombies. Robots hurt society. Nerds can lead super people. Anti-socialites have demons. Stuck up Snow Elves don't interact well. HRE in Space tends to get complicated. Superheroes can be very orthodox. Fanatics don't make friends... even in space.

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The Floating Island of the Sleeping God
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Postby The Floating Island of the Sleeping God » Mon May 04, 2015 8:13 pm

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Name of Character: Francis Krouse

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Birthplace: US America, with the states and the congress and such.

Height: 5' 11"

Bio: Now, pull up a chair. Not because it's a long story, you just might fall asleep. Krouse was somewhat exceptionally uninteresting. His parents, well, they're pretty cool, but we're not discussing them. He glides through life, with no real goals or ambitions. He works hard, sure, but only because it's the easiest way to occupy his time. He was doing fine in high school, had plenty of friends, and was generally unobjectionable. Then one night he started having dreams. Dreams of a madman with a sword and some sort of screaming leather satchel. Dreams of a demon. More importantly, dreams of a purpose. And the rest, as they say, is history.

RP Example: I mean, I was in this pretty shitty RP called TKaG one time, I could probably grab something from there...

Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: Just generally likable: People are, as a rule, happier around him than they are alone. There's something about him, y'know? Just one of those things.
Good reflexes: Always had a knack for hand-eye stuff. Interesting note: He's actually got the potential to be the world's greatest skateboarder. He's never touched a board and probably never will, but if he tried it out it would be phenomenal.
Smart: What more is there to say? He's got a good head on his shoulders.
Handy with hand-to-hand: can hold his own in a melee fight, especially with weapons. I mean, what else is a teenager gonna do all day but train in fencing?

Weaknesses: Aimless: He's not very good at taking the initiative. Jack's got him backed up on that front for the most part, though.
Easily bored: if he's not occupied with an exciting task, he'll begin to wander. Not the best choice for a soldier, but whaddaya gonna do?
Grin and bear it: doesn't really stick up for himself. Could be a problem down the line.
Attention deficit...what were we talking about?: Easily distracted and confused, be it by confusing events, sudden problems, the lady in the red dress, etc.

Sex Orientation: Bisexual

Moral Alignment: Neutral good

Theme Song: Prince Vorkken's theme




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Name of Demon: "Fighting" "Mad" Jack Churchill

Demon Rank: The color of iron. That is, uh, iron compounds. Oxides, mainly. Red. That's what I'm getting at here.

Sex: So much of a man that contact can result in testosterone poisoning. Pregnant women should keep a distance of at least twenty yards.

Age at Death: 89

Special Power: The power of SONG! Ahem, that is to say, limited mind control. It's easier against the weak-minded. The music comes in because it works best when it's used like a Siren's song. Any sort of tune carries the energy better than empty air, and makes the control stronger.

Weapon Form: Basket-hilt Scottish broadsword

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Height: Tall. Probably recorded in meters, and I can't be bothered to do the conversions.

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Neutral good.

Strengths: Inspirational: He's called a war hero for a good reason. He leads people to action and success in all sorts of areas.
Colonels of Wisdom: With age and hardship comes experience and innovation. He's a smart man who knows how to teach a lesson.
Good Pipes: He can hold a tune and sing with the best of them.

Weaknesses: Old-fangled: What the damn hell is an Internet? He died in 1996, so he's missed out on some important developments.
Confidence: Some might call it arrogance. Those people get hit in the face. He tends to rely too much on his own strength and loathes to refuse a challenge
Bad Pipes: He plays the bagpipes. A lot. Sure, they're a fine instrument, but the issue is not so much a matter of quality but of quantity.

Birthplace: Surrey, England

Bio: (If I sound like I'm being overly praising, that's because Jack Churchill was a real person who was really as cool as I'm describing him) Born in surrey in 1906 to a middle-class family, Jonathan Churchill lived a quiet life, getting educated at public school like many other young men. Then, things got awesome.

Okay, Mad Jack Churchill basically wrecked everyone's shit. He fought in World War II with a god damned claymore (or maybe a scottish broadsword, reports are inconsistent) and longbow. He marched straight at a machine gun nest playing some bagpipes. He led his men to a thousand and one victories. If the internet had been around in his heyday, people would make Mad Jack jokes instead of Chuck Norris jokes.

After finishing his tour of duty and getting married and growing old, he retired to Australia. Let me repeat that, in case you weren't listening: He chose to spend his relaxing twilight years in the last great wilderness on Earth. He was still surfing in his seventies! Then he went back home for his last few years and died peacefully.

Theme Song: http://youtu.be/ZDCs7ijNUVM




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INT: 6+1(smart)
STR: 5
DUR:5
SPD: 7+1 (good reflexes)
FS:: 5
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Postby Finland SSR » Mon May 04, 2015 10:39 pm

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Name of Character: Eric Marksonder

Sex: M, of course. Not gonna go that over the top.

Age: 16

Birthplace: Vancouver, Canada, though parents are of Norwegian origin

Height: 5'10"

Bio: There's not that much to it, so I'll keep it short.

Born to Markus and Liza Marksonders, a married video game designer couple who moved to Canada just before the boy's birth, Eric was the firstborn in a rather wealthy family, living in the suburbs of Vancouver. His parents were well-known game developers, working in Imibo Entertainment (yes, I made that up, don't try to google it), the guys behind such classics like:
"JumpnRoll"
"SimFanficWriter"
"Dungeons, Ghosts and Russians"
And one of the greatest video game classics of all time, made exclusive for xxxBox 690 - "Screwdriver Bros. 2: Hammering Banana-Lady"
As you can see, they're serious shit. Anyway, as such, Eric grew up in quite the video game full environment. This really pushed him towards being a gamer, though not as much in game developing as his parents wanted. Instead, he's a Let's Play Youtuber - username gamergod88 - and mainly focuses on the current generation, Imibo classics and Dragon Ball Z games.
Oh, and did I mention he is also a DBZtard, and commonly browses through the Moviecodec Lounge and rages on Narutards? Epic.

RP Example: bitch please I'm Lith (the original one). And I am the funniest mofo here according to P2TM Awards, so you know I'm real shiz.

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Strengths:
  • Superior gaming prowess in almost every genre (Does that add intelligence?)
  • Incredible DBZ knowledge, because I told you so
  • Can sometimes survive things far more powerful than him due to comic relief (Does that add durability?)

Weaknesses:
  • Addicted to video games, would even play them in a life-or-death battle or when it's really important to listen to useful information
  • Considers Dragon Ball GT and movies canon, and does many DBZtard mistakes, like claiming Broly can one-shot a galaxy
  • Almost everything he ever does is for laughs, not really a serious character

Sex Orientation: Game-sexual (loves video games), I guess straight when referring to people.

Moral Alignment: Chocolate Milk (Neutral Good.)

Theme Song: Just cause




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Name of Demon: Emilija Pliaterytė (yes, with the Ė)

Demon Rank: Bhleg

Sex: F

Age at Death: 29

Special Power: Camouflage

Weapon Form: RPD

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Height: 5'6"

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Strengths:
  • Has years of experience as a guerilla fighter, and is thus rather proficient in various kinds of weaponry. Especially light machine guns

Weaknesses:
  • Overconfident and self-reliant to a fault - it's what killed her in the first place

Birthplace: Republic of Lithuania

Bio: Emilija was born on July 16th, 1920 in then already independent Republic of Lithuania. Throughout most of her life, she lived in a patriotic and semi-fascist environment - with schools being really orderly and having punishments for almost anything, almost like a regiment, and her family and environment being really supportive of the 1926 coup de etat and "eradication of the Communist threat". Although she couldn't get into the War Academy due to being a girl, she did start training in usage of firearms with her uncle, who was a lieutenant in the Armed Forces.

And then surprise WW2.

Emilija was 20 when the Soviet Union went in and annexed Lithuania. Her patriotic pride was shattered. Without a doubt, she took her already deceased uncle's personal Mosin-Nagant and, like thousands of men across the country, took it to the forests. The Forest Brothers have began. And Sisters, I guess. However, their activity was quickly interrupted by Operation Barbarossa and the Great Patriotic War. Emilija did not want to fight against the Nazis - she saw them as liberators, much like the rest of the country. At least for the first two weeks.

She didn't get into the Vietine Rinktine - a Lithuanian Nazi-supportive militia unit to combat the incoming Soviets - but later she was happy she didn't, because those guys were taken care of the firing squad. Anyway, in 1944, the Forest Brothers resumed their work, as the Red Army rolled through the German forces in Lithuania. However, guerilla warfare is both serious, cool and dangerous, and thus five years later, in 1949, when the partisan work had already halted down, a group of Soviet patrols finally found Emilija's bunker. They wanted to take her alive and force her to tell where the others are, but she did not do that - confident in her ability to take down the grunts, she unleashed her RPD, only to get a bullet in the left lung...

But, in a plot twist worth the M. Night Shyalamadingdong award, it turns out she was a Nephilim, and after being reborn as a demon, she eventually found the most unlikely host for her - a lazy male teenage gamer who can't do shit on his own in battle.
Yay.

Theme Song: Why not




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Basic Powergrid
INT: 3 (Probably +1 thanks to gaming prowess (it does help your brain), but only if Lith agrees)
STR: 3
DUR: 4 (Probably +1 thanks to comic relief, if the new Lith agrees)
SPD: 3
FS:: 5 (I guess +1 thanks to Emilija's guerilla experience)
Total: 18, buffed up stats a bit
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Name of Character: Daeshan Sertika

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Birthplace: Miami, Florida

Height: 6' 3"

Bio: Born to his parents in Florida he grew up in a normally stable household. His younger life was normal and his parents treated him strictly, but fairly. This ideal life continued through until high school, with his parents instilling in him values of respecting oneself and respecting authority. Once he hit high school, things began to change for him. His parents began to fight over his future, with his Father wanting to send him to China for education and his mother wanting to keep him here. Over this issue they ended up getting a divorce, causing conflict as he was unsure of which parent to follow in his path for education.

He never knew the specifics but his Father ended up claiming victory in court and he was told to pack his things and head to china, where he would attend school for the four years of his high school career. When he reached China he found himself lost, the new city schedule of Beijing very confusing to him. He was forced to assimilate to the culture, eating their food, taking the train instead of the bus, and even learning part of their language. After his move he never really found a group to fit into, though he did find a couple of people who spoke English that he was at least somewhat comfortable with talking to. In his search for an extracurricular activity one of his "friends" recommended a local martial arts academy that he said his cousin had attended. Not having any other leads he took some time on a Sunday to make his way to the academy to see if it was something he would be interested in. What he found was a boarded up building with an eviction notice on it. Still having the afternoon free he pursued the name on the notice to an apartment further downtown, his knock on the door answered by a broken, drunken man. He had a long conversation with the venerable man, talking about his life and why his shop had closed. He spoke of his childhood and how his once popular academy had lost most of its money as students began to leave after believing they had learned enough, along with the fact that new students began to not attend. Finding the man and his story touching, along with his sense of respect for the wise, he asked the man if he would train him in martial arts. Nodding solemnly the man agreed, hoping that the young child would be something to help him put his past behind.

They trained in a buried section of the city as soon as He could make it. He kept his school work up so that his father would not punish him and spent his spare time training. This lasted for 3 years, all the way until his junior year. Over the course of the training he learned many different styles of unarmed combat. These many styles materialized in the four aspects of a fighter. He trained in the Ox, which focused on strength in battle. Attacks were formatted to hit hard, though slow, and were designed to break defenses. Next he learned the turtle. This style centered in on the defense of one's self, to be used if fighting someone with superior skill. After the turtle came the stag, which pushed speed as a value. He learned how to move faster in both battle and in regular motion. Finally he learned the tiger, the epitome of skill. Tiger used precise strikes and ferocity to overpower enemies. He also learned battle etiquette, and he learned how to act with discipline. After some time since he moved to China his Mother visited with news that she had gained custody through the agreement, and that he was to return to America with her. He protested at first, but soon learned that resistance was futile. He visited his mentor to say goodbye, and was left with a message that he did not fully understand.

"Some day you may be called upon to further a cause, and when that day comes it is essential that you rise to the challenge."

He finished his goodbyes with his mentor and moved back to America with his mother, who had an apartment in Seattle, Washington. He was enrolled as a senior in the city high school, though it was summer and he wouldn't have to go to his classes until the fall. He never heard from his mentor again, despite constant attempts to contact him.

It was the same summer that the dreams started. They began scarce and foggy, though as time progressed they became more and more vivid. They began to get to know him, cater to what he felt as to portray their message clearer. Through dreams and school he trained himself, continuing to grow more and more advanced despite his lack of a mentor, perfecting sequences that he had only a sloppy grip on before. The dreams began to become more vivid, with the message becoming even clearer. Finally he put the pieces together as the words Chimera Tower echoed in his dreams. This was the higher cause he was to answer, and the person in his dreams was going to guide him to it.

The following day he was approached by a boy about his age, with red eyes and weird clothing. They talked for a while and agreed to meet up after school to just hangout as both seemed to enjoy each other. After school they met up and took a walk around the city, wandering into the suburban district where the kid said he lived. He they found their way to a smaller house on the end of the street and proceeded to hang out in the backyard where the boy asked many different questions, all of which giving him the impression that he knew the answer to each. It took him a while but finally he remembered where he had heard his voice before. He was the voice from his dream.

Once he was revealed he was prompted to sign a blood pact, stating that he would gain power from this demon in exchange for going to hell. He signed it almost immediately, no doubt in his mind as his mentors words echoed in his head. He revealed himself into a different form, while not his true form, it was what he looked like when he died, and prefered it to his true form. He was an older man, his beard starting to thin, though his physical form denying the age. They began to train together, the demon explaining that he was to aid Lucen in the fight against God.

"You know, once a very wise man told me that someday i may be called upon to further a cause, and when that day comes it is essential that i rise to the challenge."

"A very wise man indeed."

After He and the demon had established a link, practicing with the demons new power, needing to feel the energy flowing within him, he was told of Chimera Tower and how he would need to travel there. His demon secured a fake internship for him so at his request so that his mother wouldn't worry and set off to the tower, ready to conquer any and all obstacles.

RP Example: This is from Pandoras Requiem

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Strengths: Disciplined, Respectful, Precise

Weaknesses: Predictable, can be closed minded, and can also be to submissive to authority

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

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Name of Demon: Jhekuashi Nanodami

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 54

Special Power: He has the ability to empower Daeshan based on the form of martial arts he is using. Each form pushes a specific value, and the demons magic empowers that value to increase his fighting capabilities

When using the Aspect of the Ox, he gives Daeshan strength. While using Turtle he gains durability, while using Stag he gains speed, and when using Tiger he gains unarmed ability. Each form empowerment in represented by the spirit of the animal, with a physical representation displayed through the hand wraps. With Ox he gains a brown glow and spiritual hooves. With Turtle he gains a green glow he gains a spiritual shell. With Stag he gains a yellow glow and smaller spiritual antlers, and with Tiger he gains an orange glow with spiritual claws.

(The idea is that he would gain stat boosts while in combat. These stat point boosts would be either +1 or +2 to start, which ever you feel is more balanced, and only one aspect is allowed at one time. These boosts would go up by +1 or +2 as he ranked up.)

He can also, while this is not combat related, project himself spiritually while in weapon form. He cannot deal damage, cannot touch any objects. This is just to stress the teacher learner relationship that they have, as it will allow him to teach Daeshan through face to face combat, and communicate more effectively without having to transform.

(The only way I could ever seeing this being a problem is I... Use him as a distraction? It's not meant for combat.)

Weapon Form: Hand Wraps

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Height: 6' 8"

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful good.

Strengths: Very wise and cultured

Weaknesses: Is very old fashioned and does not understand certain modern concepts and customs.

Birthplace: Japan

Bio: Born to a village of spiritual worshippers in ancient japan, he lived in a remote part of a tall mountain inside of a tight knit community. He was raised with values of respect and inner reflection, and was taught the things needed to become a priest, or one with the spirits. They worshipped tens of spirits for many different things, and prayed to each for protection. His life was one of peace, his parents protecting him from the fact that he was not fully human, a fact he only learned on his death, caused by a mix of age and the catching of a disease, which could not be treated in his time period. They prayed to the spirits for him but he did not make it, and passed to hell. Once he found out the truth, he denied Lucen and separated himself into solitude, meditating and trying to find some inner peace in what he was. After ages in the real world of said reflection he emerged back from solitude and spoke to Lucen, saying that he found his peace. Lucen them sent him to earth to find Daeshan and mentor him, as he believed his powers would fit very well with the chosen teen.

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INT: 3
STR: 4
DUR: 4
SPD: 3
FS: 6 (5(max)+1 due to martial arts training)

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Postby Achidyemay » Tue May 05, 2015 6:42 pm

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Name of Character: Roger D. Drayna Jr.

Sex: Male

Age: 16.789

Birthplace: Eastern Washington, just 8 miles out from Seattle if the traffic is nice, America

Height: 6'1"

Bio:
His parents met at a bar on a Friday night, Cecilia was the designated driver for her friends while they got more than a little tipsy, Roger had just got off work and was looking for a beer and some time to relax. Roger started the conversation, laying on the compliments, flirting, and pity thick. She, naturally laughed all of this off and after five minutes of talking they had really hit it off, he stopped flirting and the two connected over favorite past-times and politicians and flowers. They talked and talked, and when it came time for her friends to leave, she just called a cab for them and then they talked some more. He said he'd like to take her out on a proper date, but she turned him down, never one to rush into things.
The next day, and the day after that, and the day after that, he left a flower on her porch. And each time, she would pick it up, smile, shake her head a little, and then go back inside. Eventually, they met again at the bar, and this time he asked her what her favorite flower was. She said that her favorite flowers were the ones she got from him. This time when he asked her out, she said yes.

Skipping ahead three years, they married at a local church in their town. He quits his job at the lumber yard and she quit her teaching job and they opened a small store that held one of everything in stock. According to the sign. A Mom & Pop store through and through. Despite not really knowing much about the craft, it was one of those spontaneous things that ruined people later on. But the community was one where everyone knew each other, and so it wasn't that bad because friends don't jip friends. Another two years and Cecilia is pregnant with RJ, who happens to be born on her 29th birthday. The parents loved the baby and always had time for him, living just above the store. Even when they had two more kids, each spaced out about a year and a quarter behind the next, they had time for each kid. Insisting on not sending them to a daycare, mostly because it just wasn't necessary.

Growing up, the family was incredibly close to each other, they would play together in the evenings when the store closed, and every Monday night was board-game night and every Wednesday, after dinner, they would all crowd about the small living room and watch the newest episode of Survivor. RJ would attend the school down the block, and everyone was a bit teary-eyed and RJ was really sad to leave his parents to go to his first day of kindergarten. In fact, that seemed to be the first "tragedy" to strike the family, everything else had been rapped in peaches and cream, the business was doing successful and everyone was in good health.
For the next few years, more people joined the small train behind Roger as he took his sons to school. His sons, his son's friends, the neighbor's kids who tagged along for some reason. RJ had gotten good grades and usually made B-average honor roll, doing particularly well in math and science, much better at least than English.
He really started to take a liking to biology until he was older and math got harder exponentially (budum tiss) and his father began to take him on hunting trips. Hunting had actually been a huge part of the family for a long time now, and now that he was old enough to actually understand it, his father began to take him along. RJ loved this and he loved spending time with his father who seemed most in his element when he was in the forest, a font of wisdom on the surrounding animals. On their first trip, they bagged some small game and took it home and Mom cooked it and the dinner conversation that night was filled with happiness and good vibes as the two men told their story of the hunt, RJ stretching the truth as if he were a professional fisherman. His dad had one of the hides made into mittens for RJ in commemoration of the moment.

Now, old enough to hunt without his Dad's help, having been taught all he knows, he was in one side of the woods and his dad was in the other, each in stands and hunting much larger game. RJ heard some yelling from the other side of the forest, worried he realized it was his Dad. This was followed by three quick reports of gunfire. It was as RJ was climbing down that the three reports had been repeated. This was bad, this was very bad. Three shots was generally used as a way to call people to you from your part because something had gone wrong or if you had gotten lost. Following the sound and using his general knowledge of where his father was, he moved as quickly as he could through the woods without being reckless. When he got to his father's stand he discovered him laying on the ground, bleeding from his leg and breathing ridiculously shallow. RJ instantly called 9-1-1 and thankfully, the stand was only fifty feet off of the road.

Turns out, Roger had fallen from his stand, landed bad, and was paralyzed with a broken leg and three ribs. He would drown in his own blood while the ambulance took its sweet time getting there.

The shop was closed that night, and an aunt brought them some Chinese at the hospital, it would go largely uneaten. RJ felt somehow responsible and Mom went several days without eating. She just locked herself in their her room for days, eventually coming out to eat and go to the bathroom. RJ took care of his brothers and his mother for the next few months until mom came around to her senses and lost it, eventually turning to drugs. RJ wanted to help her, but didn't really know what to do himself. In his mind, his Mom's reaction was the correct one and the only thing preventing him from taking the same robin's-egg blue pills his mom did was his responsibility to his brothers. He couldn't abandon them the way Mom had. He ran the store, dropping out of school at thirteen by forging his mother's signature.
People would ask questions, and he would give them excuses and lies and say that everything was fine. He got good at making excuses, and selling people things, as he ran the store. Naturally, grandma did the taxes, he's just a boy he can't do that.

His mother didn't realize that when he came home reeking of gasoline and smoke what was going on. And in everyone's mind, nothing was wrong with RJ. RJ didn't even think something was wrong with himself. He was good at making excuses, and that billboard depicting smiling orphaned kids was lying, so, naturally, it must burn. He saw nothing wrong with it and didn't stop until the cops began to look into the large up-tic in arson and when he almost started a forest-fire. Really it was the forest fire.
He stood there, in the middle of a clearing, lighter fluid in one hand and a lighter in the other. Dry grass surrounding him on all sides, and forest beyond that. His father's ashes had been spread in this forest, naturally he should turn the rest of the forest into ashes. He breathed in deeply and flicked the lighter open, then he heard a chirping behind him and noticed a small squirrel. And that took him back to his dad, and the lessons he had been taught, and of his reverence to the forest. And suddenly burning it down seemed like the worst possible thing he could do. He buried the lighter and the fluid. He didn't light anymore fires after that.

That weekend, he got his mother into a treatment center and things began to look good. He would visit his mother as much as he could and one of their Aunts would watch over the kids. Three weeks sober, he got a letter saying she had committed suicide. Slamming the letter down on the table, RJ ran outside, into the woods, picked up a stick and hit a tree until the stick broke into an unusable hilt he chucked at the tree. He punched the pine, bark flaking off, blood running painfully from his fists. He was mad at the center, for letting her do this, and he was mad at mom for abandoning them, and for his dad not being more careful, and for him lighting the fires, and he hit the tree, pushing all of his pent-up rage into the bull pine. His aunt came out and found him, and she wrapped her hands around him and they sank to the ground and she began to sing the same song his mom had sang to him when he had fallen off of his bike and scraped his knee and whenever he had ever needed her before the accident. He broke down and sobbed into her shoulder.

And still, he had to keep up appearances, they were adopted by their aunt and he still worked in the store. He saw no reason to go to school, and it didn't take long for him to figure out that his mother's sister was stealing money from the store. He sort of disowned himself after that, living alone in the store. And yet, if you had just met him, walking into his store to by some rope or whatever, he would meet you with a bright smile and talk as if his only wish was to get you the best deal, and you wouldn't know he came from a broken and burning family.

It was on a hike that summer, when he sat on the cliff and saw the town and valley spread out before him. His legs swung easily in front of him, bouncing off of the stone face, and he spread his arms and felt a breeze and it felt like he was flying, weightless and with no worries. Suddenly, he was pulled back roughly by the collar and his eyes snapped open and he realized he had scooted off the edge. And above him was the man from his nightmares. RJ would later realize it was his familiar, and that he had saved his life. He was confused his entire walk back, it took him up to the point where he had returned to the town and heard the boots on the sidewalk behind him to realize what was going on. Clearly a hallucination.

Well, shit. We all know how that turns out.

tl;dr: His home life was shit, he spent the better part of his youth managing a store, he may be suicidal, and his his home life was shit.
RP Example: I am an Original.

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Strengths: He has a good idea of the value of things. Brilliant actor.

Weaknesses: He has a bit of distrust for authority figures and doesn't put his faith in others, why would he?

Sex Orientation: Bi-curious (mostly straight)

Moral Alignment: Broken Lawful Neutral

Theme Song: Welcome To The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance




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Name of Demon: Conor Hawkins

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 27

Special Power: Animal Conjuration: limited currently to less than 25 total pounds or 10 organisms, whichever is first

Weapon Form: Short Stone Sword

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Height: 6' 0"

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

Strengths: Blazing runner.

Weaknesses: Poor fighter.

Birthplace: Seattle, Washington, America

Bio: He is very mysterious, isn't he?

Theme Song: The Sound of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel




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INT:4
STR:4
DUR:4
SPD:4
FS::4
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Postby Wine-loving Chimps » Wed May 06, 2015 2:51 am

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Name of Character: Brian Carmichael

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Birthplace: Seattle, USA

Height, Weight, Body Type: 1.79m, 82kg, Average

Bio: Brian Carmichael was the head of his local high-school's atheist society in an atheistic world. It was a good position, a place where the zealots could congratulate themselves on their successes in the past and discuss how to stomp out the remaining follies of this utterly materialist world.

That was before the visions began. He directed the society went into a defensive mode, starting a newspaper and a TV show to encourage the populace to dismiss these visions. The material was popular, and soon Brian Carmichael was a household name for his speeches, essays and the remarkable organization within his atheist society.


That was when he started to hear the voices. Demons whispered in his mind promises of power and glory. Brian Carmichael was a strong-willed person though, and rejected these voices quickly, and denounced them. His campaigning and preaching was more fervent, and he got his society to grow with an active membership that took in diverse interests.

Then the demons tried a different tactic: they revealed that the material world is dying, and only an alliance with a familiar can prevent or slow this from happening. The committed atheist wavered, but denied this as trickery. More desperate than before, he even quit his high school and society to better fight the visions and voices within his head.

The demons decided they had only one option left to them: they put his conscience into the view of a dying person. Brian's comprehending, onlooking mind was horrified as he watched the dead soul be dragged through purgatory to be broken, then watched as the soul was remodeled in the image of heaven, and conscripted into the angel army with the intent of destroying the blaspheming mortal world.

He's been with them ever since, but with a heavy heart. Brian Carmichael has made it clear he will only work with them on his terms. Unfortunately for Hell, such a person would likely spill all the beans all over the material world about what was going on, and so turning him down was no longer an option. On the other hand, they could easily make his life a living hell by assigning him the most unpleasant demon in all of Hell as his familiar. Brian is not happy with this arrangement, but will hold his nose and do what is necessary.... for now.

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Strengths: Charismatic Preacher: He didn't become the head of the Atheist Society for nothing! Just a 5 minute talk with the man can bring you to his point of view, and he somehow always has the argument to combat your own.
Adept at Fighting the Information Wars: He has had a year or so now of continuously trying to convince people that these supernatural happenings are not real, or just malevolent. Hearts and minds people, hearts and minds.


Weaknesses: Dogmatic: To the point where it gets annoying.
New to and Suspicious of the Cause: He takes a mercenary approach to this demon shenanigans: save the material world, kill God, then find a way to get out of this. Knows nothing of the ins and outs, but quite frankly the little he has seen has made him really want to throw all this stuff under a train and just live his happy, pre-supernatural life.
Does not like his Familiar: Teamwork...um... isn't going to work all that well with the guy outlined below.

Sex Orientation: Asexual- or he's just to distracted with his causes to think about it. Hard to tell.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvgZkm1xWPE

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Name of Demon: Jimenez de Santo

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 50

Special Power: Flaming Berserker : For a short while Jimenez can take control of his host and send him on a fiery rampage across a swathe of whatever happens to be in the way. A bit wasted on a weakling like Brian, and boy is it nap time when all is said and done! On the very bright or bad side, depending on the situation, Jimenez has been known to even smile after going berserker!... It sometimes really helps to just get it out of your system, smashing up a building, and then sending that ever so annoying fedora tipping atheist to sleep.


Weapon Form: The Holy Shotgun



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Height: 1.85m

Sex Orientation: Hetrosexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Strengths: Was Already Religious!: He is naturally well-educated in scripture and religion, not mention was actively persecuting for the faith for most of his life. He got a monastic education and everything. Such knowledge does not turn to dust overnight now does it?

Cruelty: This demon would thrive in a ''torture for eternity'' hell. In life he became extremely adept at torture both psychological and physical to achieve his will. In death he has practiced on butterflies that land on his shoulder. Prisoners...um... always deliver useful information to this guy.

Weaknesses: My Life Literally was a LIE!: This guy is pretty bloody annoyed that his zealous work on behalf of the Catholic Church has not been rewarded. It has made him uncontrollably angry at everything, and even on the best of days he is grumbling and seething at everything.

Repulsive : This demon has become utterly unpleasant to be around, and isn't a good asset for recruiting allies.


Birthplace: Salamanca, Spain

Bio: His story begins in 1463, when he was born. Do'h! Now, we fast forward to 1492, when the Spanish reconquista finished with the conquest of Grenada, finally expelling the moors from the Iberian peninsular. Jimenez de Santo was a young initiate in a monastery at the time, and when he heard the news he realized that only half the battle was over. In his mind, as long as the moors still kept with their obviously false and wicked beliefs, then Spain would never be safe from their depredations.

To do something about this, Jimenez joined the spanish inquisition, rooting out non-believers wherever he could find them, and then sentencing them to either ''re-education'', or more simply by sentencing them to death. He was highly effective at the position- too effective in fact. Even the Spanish Inquisition had to recall him for abject brutality, and the murder of people who were later found to be innocent, because his trials had always been too rushed.

Jimenez heeded these calls not, and he proceeded to try tooth and nail to root out evil wherever he saw it. His favorite method was to preach in the cities, and sentence to death anybody who heckled him. De Santo was keenly aware that an information war was upon the Spanish monarchy, one which he was determined to fulfill, and pay any price to accomplish it.

It was the year 1529 when he was approached by a demon, offering the chance for him to vastly improve his abilities. However there was a catch: this demon disguised itself as an angel, claiming to be sent by God himself as a form of congratulations for his hard and effective work, plus it was a way to improve the efficiency of the work, allowing him to be the best preacher in history. Jimenez accepted, and signed the Blood Contract.

For a short, sweet while it was more effective than ever. The man found that his very words could literally turn the most angry heckler into a pious Christian just by a few shouts. Servants he noticed were soon bent to his will to a degree they never could have been before. Officials soon were far more open to giving him favors to better carry out his work, where before many denied him for his infamous methods and love of execution. Things however soon after turned sour. The Spanish Inquisition had spies everyone, and one spy somehow managed to witness the signing of the blood contract. Sneakily stealing the device, the Spanish government somehow diagnosed it correctly for what it was: a pact with the devil and hell.

The inquisitor was recalled in disgrace and found a whole cacophony of damning evidence showing his consistent brutality, his over-zealous persecution to the point where even the Spanish Inquisition felt sorry for the persecuted and to top it all off a signed, blasphemous Blood Contract with not an angel, but a demon.

The demon familiar urged and urged Jimenez to use his powers to persuade the court to let him go, but by then his messiah complex had been overblown to the point of no return. He gladly stood trial, languished in prison, then stood trial again and was sentenced to death. So it was that on his 50th birthday, he was burnt at stake as a heretic and a traitor, yet in his mind he was being martyred, just as the lord was...

He was annoyed to wake up in Hell, even if it wasn't what he expected. No, he was bloodily angry. No, you don't have any idea how angry this demon is at having been duped for much of his life.

Somehow he was the demon given the gig for being Brian Carmichael's familiar. Many more sensible senior demons had actually intervened to try and stop this from happening, but it happened after a word from the big man himself. He probably wanted to show Carmichael a lesson for having resisted for so long, and for being so ''on my terms-y'' when he actually did succumb.....

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5QCxyns1lrg


Character Powergrid


Basic Powergrid
INT: 5
STR: 2
DUR: 3
SPD:3
FS:2
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Postby Atlannia » Wed May 06, 2015 3:31 am

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Name of Character: Belinda Scotte

Sex: female

Age: 17

Birthplace: Sydney Australia

Height: 163cm.

Bio: Belinda probably had the change to grow up to be a productive, happy member of society she just...didn't. The Scotte's were, still are really, a low income family, Linda's parents worked when they could but didn't really have any qualifications and sometimes there just wasn't work to be had. The Scotte's weren't bad people, they drank in moderation, argued with each other without descending into violence and more or less kept their household running but they were clearly no t the right people to have four children (Belinda has two older brothers and a younger one) They were simply completely unable to rein their children in and their children in turn had zero respect for their parents. Belinda's main problem with them was that they seemed content to just... survive, just paying the rent, just paying the bills, blowing whatever was left over on alcohol or football tickets, not getting any better, not winning just surviving. Belinda wanted to win, she was naturally competitive and had a short fuse so she fell naturally into fighting. There was something pure about it, going all out against someone else who was going all out, you could measure you're whole being objectively, if you won you were the strongest and if you lost you got stronger and that was all there was to it.

Belinda was, it turned out, pretty good at fighting, she was stubborn enough to take a hit and hit right back, strong enough to do some damage and smart enough not to make the same mistake twice. She was also single-mindedly obsessed with her new hobby, she picked fights wherever she could and rapidly accrued a surprising amount of experience. Naturally enough she fell in with the sort of people who get into fights, gang was probably the wrong word, they were just delinquents who would trash someone's car if they were bored or mug a pedestrian if they were short on cash.

One night it just so happened that they were low on cash and, hanging out on one of their usual corners they saw a loaded looking guy in an expensive suit wearing an expensive looking watch. Belinda took the lead as she always did and, for starters, demanded the watch. When the dude in the suit just smiled thinly she threw a punch that was a lot of harder and faster than her skinny frame implied was possible.

And ended up flat on her arse with a broken nose.

Her friends rushed to help but something about the guy spooked them, the way he carried himself and the speed with which he had reacted gave him the air of someone who had been in a million fights and won most of them. They ran off but Belinda wasn't done yet, she scrabbled to her feet for round two.

And ended up flat on her arse. Again.

And again.

And again
And again and again and again all goddamn night.

Finally she ended up lying on her back looking up at the night sky, covered in bruises and completely unable to move while the dude in the suit didn't have so much as a scratch on him. But instead of calling the police or kicking the shit out of her or any number of expected responses the dude lit a cigarette and sat down next to her. He introduced himself formally as David Braithe, a name that dimly triggered something in Belinda's slightly concussed memory, he was some kind of entrepreneur, a successful one. Braithe talked for some time. He talked about growing up in that same neighbourhood, getting into fights and winning a lot of them and he talked about realising that life itself was a fight and getting into brawls wasn't the way to win it. The real victory was crawling your way to the top, getting your hands on all the things society had said you weren't good enough for, forcing all the people who had looked down on you to crane their necks to see the soles of your shoes. Belinda, he said, had the right kind of attitude but she was kidding herself if she fought she could win at life with just her fists, while she was playing in the dirt the people with every advantage had already started the real fight.

He got up and told her as a farewell that if she really wanted to win she should go back to school and if she managed that with good enough grades to go to university she should look him up because he always had an opening for people who didn't know when to quit. Before he left he took off his watch and left it next to her, explaining that it was a shitty knock off he wore to fool muggers.

That was the last Belinda saw of David Braithe but she wasn't done with him by a longshot, it wasn't her style to end things on a loss. She dusted off her school uniform and wrote a sincere (and slightly threatening) letter of apology to her Principal. Most of the staff expressed grave concerns about letting the violent girl back onto school grounds but the Principal was the sort to give people a second chance and this time he seemed to have been proven right.

With the slightly petty motivation of proving that rich wanker wrong Belinda threw herself into her studies with the tenacity of, well a street fighter. She had years of neglect and missed classes to catch up on but through sheer force of will she made steady progress and it looked like she was on track to have a fighting chance come final exams.

And then the world turned upside down. All over the world weird cults started popping. Influential people from all corners of the world suddenly announced revelatory visions and radical new beliefs, one of them was millionaire entrepreneur David Braithe. Holding a press conference Braithe described an angel visiting him in his dreams and outlined the tenets of his beliefs. He also announced the conversion of Braithe enterprises into a non-profit organisation dedicated to spreading his new faith.

Belinda couldn't believe it. The man who had kicked the shit out of her, had looked so infuriatingly cool doing it and had then let her in on the key to winning like she was someone who matted had thrown everything away to play missionary? What the Hell!? She stormed back to her room and grabbed the shitty fake watch she had held on to, intent on shoving it far enough down David Braithe's throat to make him shit tiny springs. With as much of a plan in place as she was in a mood to make Belinda set off for the offices of Braithe enterprises.

To her credit she made it past the two guards at the front door. They either didn't expect a skinny teenager to be a real threat or Belinda was simply pissed off enough to overwhelm them. Whatever the case they went down easy enough, it was the five guys that crash tackled her immediately after that that proved to be her undoing. As four beefy dudes in suits pinned her down Belinda felt an odd sense of calm wash over her. So what if she had just blown her chance for a successful life, that was clearly bullshit anyway and a brief stint on jail wouldn't be so- The fifth dude was pointing a gun at her. That wasn't right, security guards weren't supposed to actually shoot people and anyway this was clearly not self defence, this guy was going to blow out her brains gangland style while she couldn't even move, what the fuck? As the guy casually, way too casually, pulled out the pistol, lined up the barrel with Belinda's face a shockwave and a deafening boom rocked the strange group. Belinda might have caught a glimpse of an angry orange fireball out of the corner of her eye but she was too busy sliding out from under her captors and bolting for the exit to really notice. She was so fixated that she was almost run over by the black car that screeched to a halt in front of her. the rear door slid open to reveal a women in a vintage, 1920s era dress who proceeded to merrily pitch a molotov cocktail at the guards who had stared to pursue Belinda. The strange woman giggled as the guards ducked behind cover and gestured Belinda into the car with an impatient wave.

Once bundled into the luxurious car Belinda was informed matter-of-factly that Braithe's strange behaviour was a simply a symptom of Yahovim, God's plan to obliterate the material world. There may also have been something about demons and forming a contract, Belinda wasn't paying all that much attention. All she knew was that to get her goddamn job offer back and her life back on track she's have to get into the biggest fight of her life.

And that was just fine.

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Strengths: Delinquent: Belinda spent most of the time that ought to have been spent in class getting into fights, she's a little behind intellectually but has fighting experience and a certain toughness to show for it.
Never backs done: Belinda's determination is her strongest personality trait if not always her most agreeable, she'll keep banging her head against a problem long after most people will have quit and sometimes that's the difference between success and failure

Weaknesses: Too many cooks: Belinda and her demon familiar frequently argue about what the best way to accomplish their goals is, what their goal even is and occasionally just what even. Basically they argue frequently and inconveniently to the point that it undermines their combat potential.
Doesn't play well with others: Belinda would hate the very concept of teamwork if she even knew what it was, she's always done everything by herself and hates the idea of accepting help, she wouldn't even have made a contract if she thought she had a chance of taking on the forces of heaven alone.
Going wide: A lofty contempt for team sports of all stripe have left Belinda with a singularly terrible throwing ability, not so much distance as accuracy is the issue. This would be much less of a problem if her powers didn't frequently revolve around turning things into explosives and throwing them at the enemy.


Sex Orientation: straight

Moral Alignment: True neutral

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FyhI9a6mQyA



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Name of Demon: Lucille Delcott

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: female

Age at Death: 27

Special Power: Sedition: By making contact with their hands the wielder of this ability can convert inorganic material into explosives that well detonate after a mentally set fuse. More material obviously makes for a larger explosion but takes more mental energy and results in less control over the timing of the explosion, anything larger than a handful could potentially explode some seconds before or after when it was intended too, which you know, is generally bad when dealing with explosions

Weapon Form: brass knuckles, well silver but you get the point.

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Height:174cms

Sex Orientation: bisexual

Moral Alignment: chaotic evil

Strengths: Talented Experimenter: Lucille is naturally curious and bright, as long as her interest is perked she can pick up new skills and information fairly quickly.
revolutionary: Lucille's quest for amusement has seen her take up with all manner of radicals and insurgents, in tagging along with them she's picked up all manner of skills, she can fire a gun, write propaganda and has an understanding of guerrilla and small unit tactics.
essayist:Lucille has an unconventional but surprisingly engaging writing style.
Bombmaker: Her first and probably only love. Making unnecessarily large explosions is the only thing Lucille has stuck with long enough to acquire a mastery of, with the right materials she can make bombs that far eclipse what she can do with her powers.

Weaknesses: Bored now Constantly in search of stimulation, Lucille has a habit of dropping pursuits, conversations and skills she finds uninteresting now matter how useful they are.
Chemical enthusiast:somewhat related to the above, Lucille is a fan of any sort of mind altering substances and let a little thing like being in the middle of a life and death situatuon stop her from indulging herself.
Too many cooks: See above, this one is just as much Lucille's fault as her host, she seems to enjoy deliberately provoking Belinda.

Birthplace: London, England

Bio: Born to respectable middle class parents in a respectable middle class hospital to what should surely have been a respectable middle class sort of life Lucille Delcott entered the world in the summer of 1902 and within a few short years realised something was wrong. She was terribly, lethally bored. Lucille couldn't have told you what was wrong with her exactly and neither could anyone around her but she was constantly hungry for newer, more extreme stimulation. When the typical diversion of childhood lost her savour she became adventurous, naturally curious and bright, Lucille had a knack for sniffing out amusing trouble, whether it be her Father's research into new explosives (he was a successful Professor of Chemistry) or her Mother's special adult drinks. As she grew older her erratic behaviour only intensified, teenage Lucille divided her time between rubbing shoulders with London's bohemians, anarchists and other malcontents and devising ever more dangerous bombs. The final straw for her increasingly concerned parents came when she jumped from a moving carriage off a bridge simply to see what it would feel like. Her parents had her committed to an institution for unstable young women. The poor staff never knew what hit them, after tormenting the staff, pilfering a large quantity of psychoactive drugs and doling them out the other residents Lucille escaped with the aid of a hastily constructed fertiliser bomb and decided she was done with England, stowing away on board a ship bound for Europe.

Too Lucille's warped sensibilities post war Europe was a frightfully interesting place, full of dissatisfied, out of work young people inured ot violence. She wandered through France, Germany, Italy and Austria, rubbing shoulders with Socialists, fascists and everyone in between, sharing her flair with explosives freely however her particular favourite companions were the very fringes of the anarchist movement. Lucille admired their apparent contempt for any sort of order and saw in them the greatest potential for the mayhem she needed to be entertained. So when an anarchist group called the hand of liberty approached Lucille with a plan to bomb the Pope she agreed readily enough. Not because she believed, as the hand of liberty believed, that the Pope was at the centre of a vast, nations-spanning conspiracy dictating the fates of all men and affairs but because she thought it would be amusing.

Lucille threw herself into the project with the devoted passion of an artist. This bomb was to be her finest, most deadly creation yet, a bomb worthy of the Pope. After months of painstaking Labor and preparation both the plan and the bomb were ready and a small cell of the most dedicated hand of liberty members entered Rome ahead of a planned public address. Unfortunately (fortunately for the Pope) not everyone was as enthusiastic about the plan as Lucille. A relatively minor member of the hand of liberty got cold feet and tipped off the authorities and a detachment of the Swiss guard intercepted them en route. A vicious firefight ensued and the outnumbered assassins found themselves pushed back into a residential building and trapped. Spitting epithets and defiance the anarchists fought to the death while Lucille, between throwing molotovs and firing a revolver, set off her own bomb to see if it would work. It was a fitting end for Lucille Delcott but it was not the end.

She awoke, or was reborn perhaps, in Hell and informed of her true nature as a Nephilim and now fully fledged demon. Lucille was neither distraught nor particularly enthused with this news, all it meant was that she would have to find something new to entertain herself with.


Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L9AjsA-w48Y



Character Powergrid

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Basic Powergrid
INT:4(-1=3)
STR:3
DUR:4(+1=5)
SPD:4
FS::5(+1=6)
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Postby Imperial--japan » Wed May 06, 2015 8:23 am

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Name of Character: Lavi Ackerman

Sex: Female

Age: 16

Birthplace: Jacksonville, Florida

Height, Weight, Body Type: 5'4, 121 lb, Straight

Bio: Lavi lives with an older sister, three younger brothers, and both her parents in a three bedroom house. In her family she was always written off as a lost cause and 'just another mouth to feed'. Regardless, Lavi was just happy that everyone spent time together and was ecstatic when her parents paid her attention. As a result, she always vies for attention from others to make up for the neglect , and tries her hardest to make friends with everyone. The desperation (not that anyone could tell) leads to her often doing various embarrassing things and being manipulated by fellow students. Her view of a real friend is somewhat twisted due to this.

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Strengths:
  • She has a crazy endurance. She can take quite the beating.
  • Lavi is surprisingly strong, despite her physique.

Weaknesses:
  • Lavi has a below average intellect compared to most.
  • She is a heavy fitter, but quite slow.

Sex Orientation: Asexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Theme Song: Light Your Heart Up




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Name of Demon: William Of Kent III. (Lavi has taken to calling him Willy)

Demon Rank: Red

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 38

Special Power: Analysis: The monocle is for more than show. William can detect every physical aspect of a person. This ranges from any diseases, to BMI, and physical weakness'. In addition, 'Analysis' can be used to scan over an area's characteristics. This is very convenient when detecting traps such as landmines, tripwires, and ambushes. This latter ability is limited to a short range though.

Weapon Form: Hammer Time

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Height, Weight, Body Type: No

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Strengths: No

Weaknesses: No

Birthplace: Kent, England

Bio: No

Theme Song: God Save The Queen




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 2 (Fucking stupid 4-2)
STR: 8 (7+1 for personal strength)
DUR: 8 (7+1 forr personal strength)
SPD: 3
FS: 6
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Postby Charmera » Wed May 06, 2015 8:49 am

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Name of Character: Susan "Susie" Marya Ivanov

Sex: Female

Age: 23, looks like she’s 8

Birthplace: US

Height: 27 Inches.

Bio:Born to an American/Russian family who made their fortune in America. She was diagnosed early with a condition which stops her from ageing physically past a certain age. As such she would be relegated permanently to the role of the perfect cute little girl, which didn't fit her demeanour even early in her life. If this wasn't bad enough, she was suppose to be the perfect little girl of a family which was far from perfect. As multiple secrets began to slowly leak from the family, Susie was under more and more pressure to be the wondrous cute little girl of the family for images sake, pressure that soon turned abusive. Soon, the entire family fell apart, luckily by the time it did Susie was eighteen. Unfortunately all of the money the family had was gone in their implosion, which left Susie alone, broke and with none of the skills she needed to survive in real life. She had to fend for herself, managing to scrounge something of an existence for a few years, keeping her once proudly high head low, though she still spoke her mind often. She got into gang violence, crime and the like. Then she met Ulrika, the partnership of the two of them being like fire and dynamite. Now she has ways to vent her bitterness on those that anger her. Far from the perfect girl she was once expected to emulate.

RP Example: (I will be requiring that you either have been involved in a good RP, or you will need to write out three paragraphs here showing me your writing capabilities)

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Strengths: (Don't go crazy, people. But do know that this may help your powergrid)
A will of Iron wrapped in steel and reinforced by titanium: mentally breaking her is almost an impossibility.
She’s surprisingly strong for how she looks.
Despite her small frame, she's a fighter, pretty experienced in combat

Weaknesses: (For every strength you list, you must list one weakness of the same approximate level)
… But despite her small frame she's not very fast and agile.
Her raging temper can cause her to be reckless
Often she will go for the most violence yet simple solution to any problem.

Sex Orientation: Unsure currently.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vimZj8HW0Kg
Perfect...




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Name of Demon: Ulrika Storstrand

Demon Rank: Red

Sex: Female

Age at Death: 30

Special Power: Kinetic Energy Absorption and Projection: This demon gives her host the ability to absorb and project Kinetic energy. Whenever Susie is hit with an attack, a percentage of the energy is stored within her, which she may release to increase the power of her punches, or create blasts of kinetic energy. Kinetic constructs can also be created.

Demon Element: Earth

Weapon Form: Warhammer

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Height: Something I’m sure

Sex Orientation: Homosexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Strengths:

Weaknesses:

Birthplace: Norway

Bio: A meticulous and violent woman, though not much is known about this sinister person. From what one could gather, you could determine she was the "Butcher" a Victorian Era serial killer whom had an upstanding reputation before she was found to be a murderer, having killed her husband and many others. She preferred to end her victims lives with hammers and mallets, for some unknown reason preferring kinetic blunt damage. She tried to escape the law, according to record she managed to take four bullets before she finally was killed, becoming a figure of serial killer myth.

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Basic Powergrid
INT: 4
STR: 8 (7+1)
DUR:7
SPD: 2 (3-1)
FS:: 8 (7+1)
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Postby Imperial--japan » Wed May 06, 2015 9:55 am

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Name of Character: 'Gretel'

Sex: Female

Age: 14

Birthplace: USA

Height, Weight, Body Type:5'1, 111 lb, Pear

Bio: Gretel's origins (and actual name) are a mystery to those outside of Ira Dei, but to the members that have been around since its creation, she's known as one of their many successful 'projects'. She was originally brought in from an orphanage in New Orleans where recruiters from one of Ira Dei's precursor cults offered her a new life under the 'tutelage of God'. Unwilling to remain in the Orphanage, she accepted the offer and was legally adopted, and brought into the fold. For a short while, she felt that all was right with the world, but felt a strange lack of purpose in her life.

Gretel was always well behaved when learning from the Nuns and Priests about the righteousness of god. They assured the children that the reason they were abandoned by their parents was because their parents had been tainted by the wickedness of hell, but now they had a new loving and caring family. Gretel didn't buy that hogwash 100%, but listened politely nonetheless. These were the people that did feed and clothe her after all.

When the cult had merged with other groups to form Ira Dei, their home changed to a cozy farmhouse in rural Wyoming. For weeks, Gretel happily remained among the other children. That happiness was cut short as the children started disappearing one by one. The caretakers took no mind to it, and nasty rumors started about 'the creature in the crops'. Unwilling to become a victim of whatever the former kids had succumbed to, Gretel attempted to flee the farmhouse, only to be caught ten minutes later by armed men, and sedated.

When she awoke, she could hardly recognize her surroundings. Flashy computers, white coat scientists, and her being strapped to an operating table were what she was greeted by. The extra voice in her head wasn't helping matters either. The ensuing conversation with Gretel had revealed that this voice was that of an Angel, and that Gretel had been 'chosen' to become a vessel in order to complete Gods cleansing of evil & corruption. Any doubts Gretel has about the existence of a higher power were squashed in the span of two minutes. and the idea that she could become something of importance held greater appeal than remaining as 'that Orphan kid'.

With an Angel familiar by her side, Gretel felt that she had been given the task of the chosen few, and swore to work tirelessly to purge evil from the world.

RP Example: Bite me banana man.

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Strengths: TBA

Weaknesses: TBA

Sex Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good (at least by her own account.)

Theme Song: TBA




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Name of Angel: Hansel (Obvious codename to coincide with Gretel's)

Angel Rank: Virtu

Sex: Male

Age at Death: N/A

Special Power: Holy Fire Manipulation.

Weapon Form: Spear

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type: No

Sex Orientation: Asexual

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Strengths: TBA

Weaknesses: TBA

Birthplace: Heaven

Bio: Unknown

Theme Song: N/A




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 10
STR: 12
DUR: 12
SPD: 11
FS: 14
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Republic of Hasgriu
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Posts: 747
Founded: Jul 06, 2014
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Postby Republic of Hasgriu » Thu May 07, 2015 1:04 am

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Name of Character: Yin Donghui (尹冬慧)

Sex: F

Age: 13

Birthplace: Vancouver, Canada

Height: 1.53 m

Bio: Donghui was born to Yin Fazheng and Yin Wendou, who both lead successful careers in medium-sized companies. She adored her older sister especially, Yin Lichen. Her family environment cultivated a respect for authority and elders in her, no matter who they were.

With plenty of study, Donghui performed well in school, though not exceptionally. She dabbled in swimming, in spite of her asthma. She had a decent circle of reliable friends. Everything was going just fine.

Then the family went for a trip. It was supposed to be a quick affair, two days long. They were supposed to go camping in the mountains. There were marshmallows and tents in the boot compartment. Halfway up the mountain, it starting pouring. Heavily.

The road was in poor condition, having been battered and eroded by downpours almost daily. Lack of maintenance put the last hole in the family's coffin. While Donghui and Lichen chatted about cartoons, the SUV suddenly slid off the road. Mud fell to the ground below as the car fell who knows how many metres.

When Donghui came to, a little boy with black eyes was standing next to her, pushing off some flaming wreckage. The boy explained the situation. She could either sign a blood contract with him, or did with the rest of her family.

Her choice was obvious.

RP Example: OG&G

Extra Information: Not Required


Weaknesses:

Asthma: Donghui suffers from asthma, and thus has lowered stamina.

Sex Orientation: Asexual

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good




Demon Application

Required Information


Picture Appearance:
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Name of Demon: Jin Aidan (金哀丹)

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: Male

Age at Death: 8

Special Power: Retrocognition

Weapon Form: Jian

Extra Information: Not Required


Height: 1.16 m

Sex Orientation: Demisexual

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Strengths:
Patience: Enough to deal with Donghui, at least.
Well-read: Aidan spent his time learning, until he finally got up and made a contract.

Weaknesses:
Shy: Aidan, having very little in the way of life experiences, often hides whenever they interact with other people.
Overprotective: Having had no friends for a long time, Aidan treasures his contract with Donghui, considering them BFFs, and keeps an eye on her constantly.

Birthplace: Hebei, China

Bio: Aidan was born in the late Qing Dynasty, in 1903, less than a decade before it fell. His parents were your ordinary peasant farmers in a small village, toiling every day on the rice fields. He was happy to help them out, although whatever assistance he rendered was minimal.

Then he went swimming in the river. A horrible prospect, in hindsight. Aidan was swept away by the unusually strong current, and drowned. He never got the chance to use his Nephilim potential, and was left alone in Hell. Reading, reading, reading, until one day, he was finally urged by one of the demons to actually do something, so he went out and made a contract with Donghui, whom he found, barely alive.


Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid

INT: 5+1 (Well-read)=6
STR: 2
DUR: 3-1 (Asthma)=2
SPD: 5
FS:: 5
Economic Left/Right: -3.75
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: 1.13
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Saleon
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Posts: 8628
Founded: Mar 12, 2015
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Postby Saleon » Thu May 07, 2015 12:30 pm

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Picture Appearance: http://i403.photobucket.com/albums/pp11 ... roshi2.jpg

Name of Character: David Crentley

Sex: Male

Age: 15

Birthplace: Canadia

Height, Weight, Body Type: 5'5'', 110 lbs, ectomorph

Bio:
David often lived his childhood in constant fear of his parents. The mother left them, while his father had a large drinking problem and often directed his anger at his children. His anger easily escalated and at one point it finally resulted in the untimely death of his sister, Alicia. In that instance fear turned to anger and he pulled out the gun his father kept in the close and laid him down dead. Rather than feel sad for the death of his family members, he had a certain catharsis. I had delivered justice, he thought, and for that I am little a villain. The jury had decided the case as self-defense.

The rest of his childhood he spent throughout foster parent to foster parent, nobody would fully take him until a particularly rich family found him. The foster home payed for his education at a private school. Truly he had founded the good life. Unfortunately his family was quickly found to be embezzling money and taking bribes. Sooner than later he was left impoverished. They soon had to move to the worst district in the city. Crime ran rampant and he found himself at the gang-violence, USA. While he found himself above common criminals, he needed to become stronger.

That was when he made a pact with a demon. One he soon found out to be his sister. Alicia had become demented by the treatment of his real father. Her child-like bent had seemingly been twisted by a rampant desire to kill. She now embodied a sense of hatred toward adults and authority in general.

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Extra Information: Not Required


Strengths: skilled with a gun.

Weaknesses: sickle-cell anemia. air of superiority often gets him in trouble.

Sex Orientation: heterosexual

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

Theme Song:




Demon Application

Required Information

Picture Appearance: http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/i ... _kitty.jpg but normal sized

Name of Demon: Alicia Crentley

Demon Rank: Black

Sex: female

Age at Death: 6

Special Power: electricity manipulation (currently only able to transfer a current across metal).

Weapon Form: katana chained with a ball. like a kusarigama in concept. ball on one end, shortsword on the other.
*familiar can extend chain as necessary*

Extra Information: Not Required


Height, Weight, Body Type: 3'1", 70lbs, ectomorph

Sex Orientation: heterosexual

Moral Alignment: chaotic neutral

Strengths: likes stabbing things, likes sawing things in two

Weaknesses: no sense of right or wrong

Bio: Charles Crentley, her father, had been known to be a gambling man. His last gamble involved him challenging the most famous gambler in his area. Charles felt confident (the same confidence that lost him money) enough to win. Unfortunately, he had challenged a powerful contractor famed for never losing a game. The chips, Their souls.

He faced a crushing defeat. the familiar took human form and cried out "Pay up, dead man." Charles could tell he wasn't joking. "Wait!" he panicked, "what if... what if I gave you my daughter instead. She's my own blood shouldn't it count! Young too! not a spot on her!"
"you understand what your asking?" he noted, half intrigued.
"Y-Y-Yes. Not like she'll live up to be anything. We're poor. No way will she get a good life"
"Fine, I'll postpone your death... instead I'll take both of you when the time comes."
Later, it was found that "the time" came 3 days later...




Character Powergrid

Basic Powergrid
INT: 5
STR:2
DUR:3 (-1 for sickle-cell anemia)
SPD:5
FS::5
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