The Keys to Appocalypse (Niccea&ip1nbS)

[iP1nbS]

Hey Niccea, since it's a 1x1 I'm not going to go all fancy. Just post your profiles first, then start the RP.

[iP1nbS]

ip1nbS's Profiles

Personal Information
Name: Hunter Brooks
Played By: ip1nbS
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Hunter
Biography: Hunter’s history isn’t very interesting, it consists of a 4.0 G.P.A., and an overprotective mother back in Chicago who didn’t want him to join the military because she thought it would be too dangerous, despite the fact he would be in the health corps, not combat. So instead of receiving his medical education from Uncle Sam, he was sent to Samuel Hearn’s Medical School in the middle of nowhere.

He had no preparation what-so-ever for the hell that would be unleashed upon his new home. Unless you count fencing classes from his high school buddy, and the Archery merit badge that he had taken back in junior high. The only actual weapons training he received was the mandatory small fire-arms safety training provided by the police department.

Despite his lack of skill in any area other than medicine, he has somehow survived every fight he’s encountered with the daemons. Well, he finally got what he wanted. To be a combat medic.

Oh yeah one more important thing, he’s the Earth’s key
Loyalty: Humans
Abilities: Clairvoyance, Luck
Weapon: Colt .45, Rapier

Personal Information
Name: Tavon
Played By: ip1nbS
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Altirian
Appearance: Tavon
Biography: Tavon has an odd past most of which is built of highly classified secrets. That being said, all citizens of Altiel know about him. He was the Altirian that went wrong: Bloodlust, Sadomasochism, Sociopath, and Psychopathic tendencies are just the start of it. He has a fascination with Anarchy, Chaos, and Pain. It all lead to one thing - prison.

Tavon was sent to Earth as an alternative to capital punishment. A suicide mission was perfect for him. He would assist the humans, and more than likely get killed in the process. It was the perfect plan to rid Altiel of the convict.
Loyalty: Humans
Abilities: His mind and nervous system conjoin with all living being around him.
Weapon: Two broadswords

Personal Information
Name: Antara
Played By: ip1nbS
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Daemon
Appearance: Antara
Biography: Antara was chosen at birth to be the heir to her clan’s throne. It wasn’t necessarily a hard choice by the council as she was the only child that lived through an extensive curse that was meant to end the clan of the feared daemons. The curse left most children as little more than a husk, perfect puppets, but not able to do anything on their own.

The girl’s first few years were hard, almost everyone who had lost a child due to the curse cast the blame on her despite the fact she was an infant at the time. She was hated by all, and so her power began to take form. The lifeless husks of her fallen kin became her friends, controlled solely by her imagination. The elders noted the early development of her abilities, and assigned her a teacher, Canaan,
Loyalty: demons
Abilities: Can control darkness
Weapon: Her puppet


Personal Information
Name: Aegis
Played By: ip1nbS
Age: 263
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Appearance: Aegis
Biography: Aegis has a colored history that has lead him to his position in the army that he holds today. Tyrall first found his potential when the boy attempted to assassinate him. The battle between the two was fairly short, and was the beginning of Aegis' pirate days(the eyepatch). But it was what the boy accomplished in even getting to Tyrall that caught his attention. He had brutally murdered all of the Lords guards using their own powers.
Loyalty: Demons
Abilities: Telepathy
Weapon: The claw from one of Tyrall's guards mentioned above.

[Niccea Majeare]

Niccea's Profiles

Name: Canaan Nemurai
Played By: Niccea Majeare
Age: “I’ve been around so long, I gave up counting”
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Appearance: Canaan
Personality: Cruel and sadistic, but can be nice if he really wants something.
Biography: Canaan is one of the demon generals in charge of laying waste the city. He is a ruthless tactician and has never been afraid to play dirty. Recently he has been stepping up the number attacks and has been having a tendency to go after children. He is searching for Ana who is well known to look like child. He will not rest until he finds the traitor.
Loyalty: Demons
Role: Demon Warrior (General)
Abilities: He controls fire and shadows. He can use them to make minions.
Weapon: A sword wreathed in dark fire.

Name: Analesca Silianv
Played By: Niccea Majeare
Age: 30 but usually appears to be 5
Gender: Female
Race: Demon
Appearance: ”Annie”
Armor Ana wears
Demon Form
Personality: She seemed to be bubbly and childish, but she can be a real monster when she is fighting.
Biography: Originally, Ana was part of the Demon’s Army because she was one of the stronger demons of her clan. She later defected because she hated killing people who couldn’t fight back properly. Her escape is still pretty recent. She is looking for a cover and allies amongst the humans.
Loyalty: Humans
Role: AWOL Demon Militant
Abilities: Shifting. She cannot change into animals, but she can change her age appearance. She usually stays a 5-year-old girl though. She has a demonic form that she sometimes fights in, but not often. Her strength carries through all her forms. Her demon form has a claw on her right arm which allows her to summon/control low-level demons. However, her powers have been significantly less since she let the demons’ world.
Weapon: A sword that is nearly as long as her body as tall. It is disguised to look like a cheap plastic child’s toy. She also has a brace of throwing knives. Her claw can also come in handy.

[Niccea Majeare]

The young demon was running out of energy, never mind running out of breath. She puffed through the town in the middle of a torrential downpour. She didn't bother too much holding up a disguise. No body in their right mind will be out in this terrible weather anyways. The demon had very small horn buds on the top of her head as if the were not yet fully grown in. She was dressed in clothes that were, for the most part, human fashion, but it was obvious that they were not made for the conditions that she was trudging through. Her blue hair whipped around in a tangled, stringy mess. Her arm that was a demon's arm held a jacket closed. Her other hand held an inside out umbrella limply. The only blessing this young demon had was that fact that she was outfitted with galoshes. However, they seemed to be doing more harm than good as they were several sizes too large for her feet.

The demon ran about the wet city looking desperate. She was also looking desperate for something. Though she was at loss to say what was driving her right here and now.

[iP1nbS]

Hunter had gone home to take a short nap before the storm had started, but a call was pulling him back to the hospital. He hadn't even graduated yet and he had already seen more seemingly hopeless cases than House. "Yeah, I'll be there in a sec, just let... Oh no." He tossed the phone to the couch as he rushed out into the wall of rain.

'Who let's their kid out in weather like this?' He cursed under his breath as he scooped the girl into his arms. "Let's get you inside." He said unable to see much more than her silhouette through the downpour. He carried the girl into the cramped kitchen and sat her on the counter. "Let me get you a towel; I'll be right back." The man ran into the hall and grabbed a towel before returning to the girl.

(( Hey, do you have any idea on how to introduce Canaan and Antara?))

[Niccea Majeare]

(("Since Ana is gone, train her?" Ana was being bred to be the leader.))

The girl shivered as she stared after the man. She lifted her claw up to her hands. For a moment it looked like the shadows in the room were engulfing her hand until a perfect mate to her left arm. She couldn't hide the fact that the left sleeve was longer than the right sleeve, but she doubt the boy would notice. He was mother hen enough to ignore the claw and the horns, he probably wouldn't be aware of her fashion sense. She straightened up her hair to cover up her tiny horns. She barely thought she had enough energy to hide the claw in the first place. She wasn't going to risk her consciousness on hiding something her hair could. She murmured out softly, "Thank you."

[iP1nbS]

((Sounds like a plan))

Hunter turned the corner just as the light returned to the room. "Huh... power must be going out." He said quietly to himself as he handed the girl the towel. "Man you are soaked." He said looking at the odd clothes that clung to the young girls skin."We need to get you a change of clothes. Give me a sec and I'll be right back." He said before retrieving a few articles of clothing. "I know the shirt's long enough to be a dress, but at least it's dry." He said as the phone caught his attention again.

"Look, you guys can take care of it... I just found a girl roaming the streets... Treating for Hypothermia to be on the safe side... No I haven't contacted her parents yet... Yeah see ya." He hung up the phone and returned his attention to the young girl.

"Go ahead and change for me, okay sweetie?"

He still hasn't noticed! Man this one's thick headed. So what do you plan on doing to him? Castration is always a crowd pleaser.' The new, but already annoying voice rang out in Ana's mind.'Or you could claw out his eyes, lobotimize him and convince his little veggie self that it's spaghetti and meatballs. If you're in the comical mood that is.'

[Niccea Majeare]

((Who is talking to her?))

Ana pointedly ignored the voice in her head as she changed her clothes. She closed her eyes and let out a shiver. 'My family has some succubus roots. Castration would be something not even to be considered Shadow Man.' She sighed as she gave up tucking in the shirt tail. 'Besides. I've feverish. I might as well take advantage of it.'

[iP1nbS]

((Tavor, the new Serge))

Hunter had been kind enough to turn his back as the girl changed, but returned to her once she was decent. He ran the towel through her hair in an attempt to remove as much heat stealing liquid as possible when the towel caught on one of her horns. He tugged the towel away from her head an investigated the horn with his fingers. As he realized what those two little bumps were he took a couple of steps away from the girl.

's**t! it's one of them what do I do? Kill it? No, it's just a kid. She's not hostile... probably scared as hell.' He debated internally whether or not to grab the nearby knife from the sink, and try to slay the beast, but his oath came into mind. 'Damn hypocratic oath.' He sighed internally.

"Okay, so... what's you name?" He asked as he got some milk from his refrigerator, and poured it into a glass. As he waited for the reply, he put the glass in the microwave for a few seconds to get it warm. He handed the glass to the demoness. "Careful it's hot."
'Like you care you're from fruckin hell!'

[Niccea Majeare]

Ana sighed. She wrapped up the glass of milk into the hem of her shirt and sat it back on the counter. "Damn horns." She slapped her head several times until they disappeared. She then took the milk and took a sip of it. "I'm Ana." She pronounced it with an accent that made it sound more like "Anya."

[iP1nbS]

"Go ahead and lie down on the couch, I'll go get you some blankets. " Hunter returned shortly after with an arm full of covers ranging from sheets to wool comforters. "So why is a little girl running through town in a storm like this?" He asked trying to make himself treat her like a normal five year old. 

"You really should hear what this guy is thinking it's hillarious. " Tavor whispered in Ana's skull. "He's actually convinced himself that you're not a danger. "

[Niccea Majeare]

Ana complied. "It is a perfect night to go AWOL. Granted I didn't take weather into account." She let out a hint of a growl. "There is somebody talking in my head right now. And it is driving me a bit crazy. I know it isn't schizophrenia..." She closed her eyes and retreated back into her thoughts. 'Will you shut it? If I meant him any danger, I would be licking his blood off my claw ten minutes ago.'

[iP1nbS]

"AWOL?" Hunter repeated. "Don't tell me the daemons allow children in the military. Then again with your vocabulary you're not a child are you?" He asked barely comprehending the fact he was speaking with a daemon. 

"You can't say that your not the least bit anxious to see what's so special about this particular human. " Tavor commented. "Something drew us both to this place, and I know you're curious about what that siren call is. "

"The voice in your head again I take it?" Hunter asked the girl watching her facial expression. "Is it safe to assume that people in your head isn't normal for daemons?"

[Niccea Majeare]

Ana chuckled. "We demons age a bit slower. I've been alive for 30 human years. But the answer is no, they don't allow children. Just me." She shook her head in frustration. "There is someone around here. He probably took advantage of the fact that I...That I have a child's brain."

And elder demon set in a bare room deep in meditation. He left claw arm crossed over his body. He was trying hard to find the elusive inner peace. Ana was missing, but she might have just gone on a solo mission without telling him. She was given to such whims. He couldn't act out right now with her only being missing for a day. If anything, the clan elders would disapprove of senseless killing of Ana. As far as he knew, there were no demon children to take her place. He smirked, imagining the day when one of those old demons would finally die and put him next in line for an elder.